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Out of All: Chp 5

Jake Seresin x OC! Anna Bradshaw

Brothers' Best Friend Series! Follow along as these characters navigate the treacherous waters of love, loyalty, and desire, all while facing the ultimate taboo: falling for your sibling's best friend. From heart-pounding moments to steamy encounters, this series is a rollercoaster of emotions that will keep you hooked until the very end. Brace yourself for intense romantic tension, sizzling chemistry, and enough drama to keep you guessing. Are you ready to embark on this captivating journey?

This chapter includes explicit sexual content with detailed descriptions of sexual activity and intimacy between characters. Scenes depict physical intimacy, including kissing, touching, and biting, with characters described in states of undress. Emotional intensity is explored, encompassing themes of longing, desire, and vulnerability, with brief references to past trauma. Characters may be shown consuming alcoholic beverages, and mature themes such as casual relationships

SMUT

It's been two weeks since your panic attack and excuse of being sick.

For the past few weeks you and Jake have been sneaking around. He's perfectly fine with knowing your Bradley sister and your fine with him being your older brothers wingman. At the start it was weird, it felt like I'm some way you were lying to Bradley even though he had no way of knowing but now it was more fine.

Jake and you made up a sort of schedule. You'd meet Wednesday, Fridays and Sundays. Not every week and not all those days but those were the day the two of you were available and possible to meet. Sometimes it worked that you'd only meet once a week on a Friday so next time you'd see him only for the following Sunday.

This week the day fell on a specific date which let's put it nicely…scared you. You didn't know if he'd still meet or if he would want to in the first place. The next date turned out to be valentine's day. But you and Jake technically have no feelings towards each other which complicated things more. You told Jake about the situation that you didn't know I he still wanted this to happen but he said you could come over.

This kind of situation was an experience for you and Jake. You'd try things you've never done before in the past and this was one of those things. You are extremely nervous. Jake has ate you out many times before but the idea of sitting on his face was a little scary to you. You're not sure why you are so nervous. Maybe it's the fact that you find sitting on someone's face to be uncomfortable. But Jake assured you you're going to love it

"Ready?" Jake asked from his position on the bed.

"Think so." you reply back with a nervous laugh.

Jake can see you're nervous, so he sits up and reaches to embrace you in a hug. A very naked hug. Well, Jake has on boxers but you on the other hand are completely naked. "You're going to be fine. You'll love it. I've never not had a girl enjoy it by the time she finished sitting on my face." You just nodded and relaxed into his body. You knew you were being silly. Why wouldn't you enjoy it. Jake's mouth has done wonders to your pussy every time it goes near, so of course you'll like it.

Jake breaks the hug and lays down flat on his back in the middle of the bed. "Alright, come on. Hover your perfect little pussy over my face and hold onto the headboard for support." Jake demands in a relaxed manner. You do as you're told, trying to forget about your previous nerves. Once your pussy is right over his mouth, with your legs on both sides of his head, supported by your knees, Jake asks, "I'm gonna start now, alright?"

You love how Jake always asked for your consent to touch you. Makes you feel good knowing he'd never do anything you didn't want done to your body. Makes you comfortable knowing you can fully trust someone with your body. "Yes, I'm ready." you reply back. Jake brings both of his large hands to your waist and pulls you down onto his face. Now your pussy is directly on his mouth. First, Jake lays subtle kisses around your lips. His intentions aren't to be teasing but more so ease into it. He wants you to be turned on as much as possible.

At first, you can't look down at him. Too scared to see what this situation looks like, so you just lay your head on your forearm that's resting on the top ledge of the headboard. Right now the gentle kisses he's giving to you around your pussy are delightful. Feels really nice, but you do wish Jake would hurry up because your clit is getting to the point of throbbing. You're just so turned on at this point. Just as you were silently praying he'd do more, Jake swipes his tongue in-between your slit, collecting your clear arousal on his pink tongue. You jump slightly, but his tight hold on your waist doesn't allow you to go very far.

"Mmm, taste so good for me love." Jake mumbles beneath you. His hot breath fanning over your glistening pussy, making shivers run up and down your spine. Then Jake wastes not another second before putting his tongue where he knows you want him most. Your clit. He gently strokes your clit with his tongue, making you just about whine. You're so incredibly sensitive right now. Repeatedly, Jake cat licks your tiny clit, giving you oh so much pleasure.

"Ughh." you moan out.

"Shh love. Relax your muscles and don't be afraid to put your body weight on me." Jake speaks while centimetres away from your throbbing clit. You actually take him up on his offer and lower some of your weight on his face because you realized just how much tension you were holding in your upper body for support. When you do this, Jake takes the opportunity to enclose his mouth completely over your clit. His mouth does wonders you think to yourself. It's so warm and his tongue is so gentle with your most precious parts.

While the entirety of your clitoris is in his closed mouth, Jake does subtle sucking motions. Similarly to how a baby sucks a nipple. He can feel your clit pulse in his mouth and he loves it.

He loves everything about your pussy. The way your arousal taste. The way your pussy lips are shaped. The size of your clit; small but not to small. He loves it all. Jake also loves how reactive you are to his touch. Every lick he makes on your sensitive nerve, you moan and groan and Jake knows those are your pleasure moans. He can always tell the difference in your I'm in pain sounds to your God this feels so good sounds.

Jake alternates between suctioning his mouth on your clit to licking it with the tip of his tongue. You can feel your stomach muscles tighten with every motion he puts into action on your vagina. A few times he'll swipe his tongue back in-between your pussy lips to collect more of your dripping liquids to bring back up to your clit, swirling it around. You feel overwhelmed but in a good way.

You reckon because you're sitting straight up, all the blood is going straight to your pussy, making the whole thing so much more sensitive then it would be if you were lying down flat.

When you feel you're near your climax, you get the courage to glance down to see the actions Jake is doing to your core below. You lift your head from its position on your forearm and look down to see Jake looking right at you. You make eye contact and you feel like you could burst on the spot. His green, glossy eyes, with his long eyelashes staring into your sole.

You wonder if he's been watching you the entire time. Studying your perky breast and the way your chest heaves when he sucks or licks particularly hard. Then you move your vision slightly back some to making eye contact with his mouth. You study how his mouth is working you to orgasm. Jake's perfectly swollen red lips around your clit, turning you on even more just by the sight. Then he suddenly releases you from his mouth, making you whine, and says in a panting voice, "Ride me tongue."

"What?" you respond, confused at his request.

"Move your hips back and forth on my tongue. Like when you're riding my thigh that you love so much."

Jake sticks his tongue out flat and you start moving your pussy back and forth on it. Each time stimulating your clit. Now that you're more comfortable, you keep eye contact with him, focusing on the pleasure his tongue is giving you. After a minute or two of riding his soft, wet tongue, you moan out in broken breaths, "I think I'm about to come. Oh god I'm gonna come."

When you say that, Jake presses one hand to your lower back and his other to your lower stomach and pulls your body down as much as possible. Then he once again encloses his mouth on your tiny clit, sucking is with the most suction he's done so far. All the sudden, with how powerful his mouth is sucking on your clit, you come. Out of instinct, you reach down and grab a handful of his blonde curls and pull it tight. You know Jake loves to have his hair pulled during sex, so he doesn't mind at all. Actually enjoys the slight pain it brings. Then you push your body down as hard as possible to get the most pleasure possible.

You eventually have to screw your eyes shut because the orgasm is so strong your vision goes blurry. Your thighs are shaking around his head. You try and rut your hips against his mouth but his hold doesn't allow you to anymore.

This whole time, Jake still looks up at you. Watching your every move. Every facial expression. Every sign of pleasurer. Makes him feel good knowing he's the cause of your euphoric state of mind. As you come down from your orgasm, Jake releases your now enlarged clit from his mouth but still kitty licks it a few times to elongate your orgasm as long as possible. When you feel so sensitive it's almost painful, you jerk your pussy away from his mouth and stand on your shaky knees.

You open your eyes and see Jake staring up at you with a big grin on his face. The face that's shining from your cum. Your chest is heaving heavily. There is beads of sweat on your hair line. You are so relived but exhausted at the same time. Jake takes the back of his hand and wipes your cum off his face, then he takes a hold of your waist and pulls you down and over his body.

Now you're laying directly on top of his m chest with your face burred in his neck, trying to control your breathing. Jake pets the back of your head and runs a hand up and down your naked back.

A minute later, Jake breaks the comfortable silence with asking, "So…., how was it."

You pick up your face from his neck to look at his face and reply back with a happy smile plastered on your face, "So good."

"Good, I knew you'd like it," he cups each of your breast in each of his hands.

After that, you and Jake have a few more rounds till you properly collapse beside each other. Both of your sighs are the only sounds in the room but Jake breaks it, "How did Bradley let you out this whole night?"

"My friend is out of town and left me her keys to feed her cat so I told him I was going to go feed it and watch movies."

"Chick…. what about the cat?"

"Fuck!'

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emelinstriker · 3 months

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Hello, I just wanted to tell you that I love your art and writing. Especially your Special Stranger Nezha AU. Everytime you add more art or info, I get super excited. I can’t wait for part 4. I have a question that's been bouncing around my mind for a while. How does the reader find out about Nezha being, well… Nezha? Do they figure it out themselves through a series of shenanigans? Or does he just tell them after a long angsty debate with himself? Does Wukong get involved?

Pretty sure he wasn't going to ever tell them. Considering he was pretty sure it was against the laws of the Celestial Realm to be romantically involved with a mortal, so he believed the Reader knowing about him being a deity would only complicate things between them. After all, he was trying to see how living a normal mortal life was life, since he was never able to really experience that.

But he's bad at hiding his identity.

Like, second-hand-embarrassment levels of bad.

Especially when Sun Wukong takes pride in playing Nezha's wingman, and is internally in pain everytime he sees Nezha accidentally dropping info that only the celestial would have. The fact that he's so bad at hiding his identity that he didn't even give the Reader a fake name was already pathetic enough for him-

So the Monkey King decided to jump in and introduce himself rather smugly.

Nezha was definitely not happy and accidentally revealed that he could summon his spear.

Good thing the Reader already had a hunch Nezha was pretending way too hard not to stand out. Which ironically made him stand out. But the spear was the ultimate give-away.

At least the reveal gave Nezha some peace of mind, and made the Reader freak out because they were friends with a god they've read stories about.

It also gave Wukong an excuse to ship the couple even harder and tease Nezha with both romantic ideas regarding their dynamic lmao

#special stranger nezha #emelin qna #doodle #nezha x reader #lmk nezha x reader #lmk nezha fanart

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brewed-pangolin · 3 months

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Just imagine,

Soap MacTavish on leave. Departing from the world of responsibility and finding himself nestled deep within the mountains of.....

Georgia

I know, I know. It's not what you were expecting. But let me explain.

I was talking with a mutual because I had some hesitation about putting pieces of myself within my character of Soap. I wanted to give him something I hadn't really come across yet, and as a writer, how can you not put part of yourself within them?

I went back and forth on many aspects and ultimately decided on the facet of finding yourself outside of your own home country. Because that's a cornerstone of my own life story.

I am originally from Canada. Born and raised just outside Toronto. The Great White North will always be my home, where my soul belongs. But it's not where I found myself, my true self. Where my heart resides. That, belongs to two different places.

Half of my heart belongs to the Emerald Coast, where I currently reside. And the other is nestled within the mountains of the Appalachia, where I spent nearly twenty years of my summers while I lived in Virginia.

And the latter is what I'm focusing on for 4Runner Soap. Finding himself outside the walls of his own country, which in time will eventually lead him to a chance meeting with the reader. (Which will follow a drabble inspired by the 50 Word Fic Challenge we did)

I know this will not pull to everyone's interest, and I respect that. I wanted to put Soap in Scotland, but I know nothing about the geography of that gorgeous country. And I feel I would be doing it a disservice if I even tried to convey it in my writing since I've never seen it. Never felt it.

To find yourself, you need to know what the environment feels like around you. How it influences your mental health and gives you the peace you so desperately need.

Which is all 4Runner Soap is looking for.

I'm rambling, I know. But I am so excited for this. I don't even care if this series gets no love, I'll be proud of myself no matter what for getting it out into the world.

Much love. And get ready for a weekend full of 4Runner Wingman Soap.

And as always...

Stay Thirsty Soap Sqaud™️

#4Runner Wingman #4Runner Soap #just a little snippet #and a shit ton of rambling #but i love him so much #hope you will too #soap squad™️#johnny soap mactavish #john soap mactavish #soap mactavish #john mactavish #cod soap fanfic #cod fanfic

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flightfoot · 2 months

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ML Fanfic Recs for 2023: 125K+ Words

So I’ve been going through and adding particularly good fics I’ve read throughout the year. Only Complete fics, of course. Enjoy!

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Dreams of You by @chocoluckchipz

Dreams had long been his only escape. Dreams of Ladybug, the girl who had always been there for him.

If only in his dreams. And only while she was also sleeping.

Because with the first rays of sunshine gliding over her skin, with the first fluttering of her eyelashes, from the moment she opened her eyes in the morning, memories of Adrien would vanish from her mind.

She would go on living her life.

He would always be the only one who remembered.

At least until they meet in the real world and fall in love all over again, something that would’ve been easier to do if Adrien wasn't a prisoner in his own home.

Chocoluckchipz has some of the most beautifully executed lovesquare fics I’ve read, and this is no exception. Most of the fic is dedicated to Adrien wooing Marinette, spending time with her, with her own dream self acting as his wingman, giving her tips on how to get her to fall for him, all the while frustrated that she can’t share memories with her waking self, and that she and Adrien can’t share as much information as they’d like while asleep, due to limitations of the “curse” that allows Adrien to share dreams with his soulmate.

It’s not all cute Adrienette fluff though. There’s a threat in the background waiting to erupt, as the weirdness of Gabriel’s ultimatum to Adrien about finding Ladybug or else being forced to marry Lila keeps on gnawing at him - and with good reason. This is a world with magic and kwamis still, and that fact makes itself very relevant in the last third of the story.

It’s a well-written tale and very much worth a read!

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one does not love breathing by @wackus-bonkus-maximus

All of Paris watched as Hawkmoth murdered Chat Noir, taking the Black Cat Miraculous for himself. Ladybug swears revenge, but her enemy—and every miraculous in his possession—disappear without a trace.

Six years later, a new team of villains launches an attack for the last remaining Miraculous: Volpina, armed with new powers; Queen Bee, with questionable loyalty; Argos, the new holder of the Peacock Miraculous; and Cat Walker, who Ladybug hates the most.

Takes place after S4 - Strike Back.

This is a simply phenomenal fic. You get to explore a lot of different perspectives, like Felix, Kagami, Marinette, and Adrien’s, just to name a few, and see their different thought processes and plans and priorities, and how it can cause their plans to collide with each other, even when they all ultimately are aiming for a good outcome for everyone. The characters are pretty complex and can mess up at times, even when they’re doing things (or not doing things, looking at you Luka) with the best of intentions. It was a joy to read and a real nail-biter the whole time, I actually wrote a fic for it halfway through just to resolve some of the tension for myself, One Does Not Love Shadows.

It also features the version of Luka I’ve connected best with to date, as he feels like Luka, but also is a lot more fleshed out, and can make some major errors while simply trying to avoid missteps. It’s helped me get a better handle on a character who I’ve generally had a lot of problems with really understanding.

It is an M-rated fic, though I think Wackus is being overly cautious on that front. There’s no sexual content and I wouldn’t put the violence or gore above a T-rating, so I wouldn’t let the rating scare you off.

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Boomer!Luka: FeLuka Ending series by @19thsentry-blog

In the Shadows (the first fic in the series) summary:

On one side is Luka, 140-year-old Snake Miraculous holder and keeper of the Guardian's secrets, on the other is Marinette Dupain-Cheng, a relatively newly minted hero of Paris and Guardian of the Miracle Box. Each is looking to fulfill their promises to their now gone mentors to reunite the Kwamis and keep them safe. Sounds simple--until you throw in a rocky start, the Atlantic Ocean, Félix Graham de Vanily, and a whole host of secrets…and suddenly simple becomes complicated (story of Marinette's life, right?).

So this is obviously way outside my normal wheelhouse. I don’t typically read Lukanette fics, even ones that turn into FeLuka later on in the series (though boy it becomes apparent quickly that the author’s fascinated with FeLuka’s dynamic.) But this one is really good, with the best Luka-centric fics I’ve ever read, and some of the best Felix-centric content as well. I love how Luka has his own baggage here, with all the pressure of wandering around for over a century, looking after the few Miraculous he found, trying to keep what’s left of the Order alive, unaware of Fu’s survival or of the Miraculous user’s re-emergence in Paris. There’s a lot of focus on Luka’s own feelings and thoughts and problems, not just on helping other people with them.

The plot works even without the romantic aspect, so even if Lukanette isn’t a pairing that draws you in, I still recommend this fic, so long as you don’t actively dislike the pairing itself. And even though it’s a Lukanette fic, Adrien and Alya are treated fairly and with respect. Adrien may not end up with Marinette and is bummed about it, but the narrative is still kind to him overall, there’s clearly no ill well towards him, or Alya for that matter. (There are later fics in the series that focus more on Adrien just healing and coping and living after finding out that his father’s a villain and his mom’s been in the basement this whole time, and in the multiversal travel fic, Alya gets some standout appearances as Scarabella which are fun).

And FELIX - it’s clear that 19thsentry has this whole conception about Felix’s psychology. He’s wrapped in a ton of self-loathing until it started to consume him, made him lash out. Him being a sentimonster, wanting to get the Peacock Miraculous, actually gave him some direction for that at least. And he’s just in this pit of his own making, until he meets Luka, who can see through him when no one else can, who cares for him even though he doesn’t understand why, who’d been through so much over the years and yet kept himself kind. He’s attracted like a moth to a flame, infuriated that he cares, yet not able to stop himself from caring about this mysterious, infuriating musician.

Yeah if you can’t tell this is the series that really sold me on FeLuka as a couple.

Oh yeah, one of the fics in here is M-rated, and it does earn the M rating for sexual content, though it’s nothing too major.

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Accidents Are Also Miracles by @liiinerle

After a few turbulent days where four new people discover her secret identity, Marinette loses faith in her ability to keep the secret hidden. Wracked with doubts and insecurities, she pleads with Alya to take over as Scarabella, but she still can't let those worries go. Especially not once Monarch starts taking a particular, and personal, interest in her.

Along the way, she also starts to date Kagami, and has to deal with changing feelings about herself, Adrien, Alya, Kagami, and the idea of being Ladybug. At the same time, Alya works to uncover Monarch's secret identity, while Kagami struggles against a controlling parent, and a girlfriend who seems bent on destroying herself - with or without Monarch's involvement.

Fantastic Marigami fic here! You’ve got three major POVs in this fic: Marinette, Kagami, and to my delight, Alya. I loved getting to see Alya cope with taking over as Scarabella especially.

But of course, this fic centers more around Marinette and Kagami, with Marinette struggling with Monarch targeting her, and Kagami struggling against her abusive parent, as well as both of them trying to navigate their relationship together when they know that not everyone will approve.

There’s also some other plots going on in here, like Sabrina breaking away from Chloe and becoming more independent (and closer to Adrien in fact), as well as a Lila takedown plot, though thankfully not one that involves demonizing other characters. While there are conversations about people believing Lila and siding with her, no one’s actually attacked for it except for Lila herself.

Oh yeah, and while this fic may not have much focus on Adrien, he’s still treated fairly and with respect, even when he messes up. He can make mistakes, but people understand where he’s coming from, and are still kind to him and want things to be okay, and to help him escape his abusive circumstances.

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Awaken by InkyIbis

The previously white butterfly, now oozing black and purple as a conduit of the butterfly miraculous powers, flutters softly within the silvered-gloved hand.

It sits there for a long time.

"Go, my akuma," The soft sigh pushes the butterfly, the akuma, out towards the despair of a love not returned. The same ache within his chest. On a level so great that he's willing to sacrifice the city to mend it.

It's okay if he's the villain for now. He'll force the miraculous of creation and destruction to be revealed, and once he gets his hands on them, none of this pain, none of his loss, will ever happen.

This is essentially a canon rewrite for Miraculous (specifically seasons 1 and 2, with a bunch of the events mixed around) that focuses primarily on Adrien, with his relationship with Nino being the main driving relationship of the fic. (Don’t worry, Marinette’s still treated fine, she’s just not the focus). This is the best “rewrite Miraculous with more of a focus on Adrien” type fic I’ve seen, with it reworking the plots of the episodes so that they’re different enough to be their own distinct thing - it’s not trying to just rewrite the canon episodes but from Adrien’s POV, there’s a lot of lore changes going on as well, and things occur in different orders.

Like lorewise, Chat’s given a more important role in cleaning up the mess the akumas leave, with his power helping to cleanse akuma victims and he and Ladybug needing to use their powers in tandem in order to cast Miraculous Ladybug. There’s also no Miracle Box holding the kwamis. Instead, Chat sometimes surpasses his limits and ends up summoning kwamis, which is dangerous to him, but very useful.

What really makes this fic great though, is its focus on Adrien’s emotions. You really get a feel for Adrien’s insecurities, especially when it comes to not feeling like he’s good enough for Nino, with not wanting to bother him when he absolutely should, with feeling like he’s not a good enough friend to him, and then there’s dealing with all of Gabriel’s usual abuse on top of that.

Speaking of Nino, this is an Adrino fic (though several characters get crushes on Adrien, Nino’s the one who matters most for this), though a slowburn one. Nino’s clearly head-over-heels for Adrien, but Adrien has like, no context for what a romantic crush feels like and is basically viewing Nino the way he viewed Marinette in canon prior to season 5. He clearly cares for him a lot, including romantically, he just... doesn’t get it.

Anyway, if you want an interesting canon rewrite fic from Adrien’s perspective with Adrino as the main pairing, this is a good story to pick up!

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Kintsugi - The Beauty Of Broken Things by @xaran-alamas

When freed from Mayura's control, and given a chance at a normal life, the Sentimonster clone of Ladybug must learn what it is to be not only a hero, but also a human being, and part of a family.

Meanwhile Marinette needs to figure out what to do with a hyper-energetic Kwami with a broken Miraculous.

Sentibug-centric fic here! The longest one in existence, in fact. Xaran does a great job of developing Centi, having her figure out what she wants and how to belong, and also deal with her feelings towards her creator - which are pretty negative since, you know, Mayura tried to kill her. The way she’s developed is excellent, and I adore her fitting into the Couffaine family after they take her in, with Juleka, Luka, and Anarka taking a shine to her quickly, and her to them. We spend a lot of time with the Couffaines as a result, so it’s also worth reading if you want to see more of that family, especially Juleka.

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you made me a hero - reverse crush short stories series by @non-fantasy

This series is just plain fun! Like the title says, it’s a reverse crush AU, so Adrien’s head-over-heels for Marinette, while Ladybug’s smitten with Chat Noir. Which means that Adrien’s constantly trying to woo Marinette while Ladybug’s attempting to have normal conversations with Chat Noir (and failing), and both of them are oblivious to each other’s feelings.

I love the way non-fantasy executes it, with Alya literally carrying around a spray bottle because of how eager Adrien is, and Ladybug being VERY SCARY if you ever lay a finger on Chat Noir (seriously akumas will literally beg for their akumatized object to be broken just to escape her wrath).

Oh, also, Ladybug regularly stops by Adrien’s room so they can both lament how difficult of a time they’re having wooing their crushes, and just have fun together.

There’s a lot of entries in this series - 29 of them in fact - but most of them are pretty short, making it great if you want to devour some quick, cute, hilarious romcom action!

Some stuff does actually change over the course of the series, it’s not just slice-of-life. Like identity reveals, dating, and even Hawkmoth’s defeat, so there’s clear progression and changes in circumstances as well.

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Not a Monster at All by @book-sandwich

Adrien Agreste overhears a conversation he shouldn't, and a revelation sends him falling onto the terrace of the only person he can trust: his good friend (?) Marinette Dupain-Cheng.

Takes place sometime after the first two episodes of season 5!

As you can probably guess from the title, this is a Sentimonster Adrien, Monarch takedown fic. Adrien’s going through a tough time, and Marinette’s just trying to be there for him as his whole world’s collapsing around him. Unfrotunately, they still don’t know what the object is, or how likely Gabriel would be to control Adrien if he hinted that he knew the truth, which leaves Adrien in a precarious position - still not having done an identity reveal doesn’t help matters.

It’s a really solid fic for the genre, though since it started up before the later parts of season 5, there are a few things that don’t match up with the canon information we obtained later on.

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Under Oath by @eoscenes

In the aftermath of Hawk Moth's defeat, Ladybug finds her heart torn between her schoolgirl crush and her superhero partner ― who returns, after an unexplained hiatus, more irresistible than ever.

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Gabriel Agreste is unmasked, and Paris rises up in the aftermath.

Marinette Dupain-Cheng must weather Paris' anxious protesters, ravenous reporters, a scattered team of judiciary investigators, and her conflicting feelings for two different boys. In the eye of this storm is the elusive Adrien Agreste, the primary witness in his own father's trial, who might just hold the secret to finding the Peacock Miraculous.

(If only she wasn't in love with him.)

Meanwhile, locked away in Le Grand Paris hotel, Adrien grapples with his responsibilities to a city that can't decide if it hates or loves him. Keeping his daytime persona and Chat Noir separate entities becomes even harder when Ladybug, whom he has finally decided to get over, starts visiting him at night, determined to figure his secrets out.

(If only he wasn't in love with her.)

When an unknown figure returns with the Peacock Miraculous, Ladybug and Chat Noir will have to save their city once more — or lose each other trying.

I love how this fic shows Adrien just breaking down over the reveal of Hawk Moth’s identity, he’s in a Very Bad Place for a substantial portion of the fic, and being a suspect and witness in the case does NOT help. It’s got the most detailed “Adrien suffering the consequences of the backlash to his father’s prosecution” plot that I’ve seen.

Still, things get better with time, slowly, gradually. It’s not all at once, or a completely linear road, but he’s got his friends, even after everything.

#miraculous ladybug #ml fanfic rec #one does not love breathing

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absolutebl · 1 year

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This Week in BL

Feb 2023 Wk 1

Being a highly subjective assessment of one tiny corner of the interwebs. Organized by which ones (in each category) I’m enjoying most.

Ongoing Series - Thai

My School President (Fri YT) ep 9 of 12 - WinSound totally won me over in this ep. They were great. Their competitive style of romance, made me really happy. Double tsundere it’s so rare to get and not be annoying or depressing. Of course the mains were adorable too.

Never Let Me Go (Tues YT) ep 8 of 12 - Solid little episode. Perth in the pool, thank U BL gods. Peeling the shrimp to rope, always a favorite of mine. Some awesome couple flirting and a nice romantic sex scene. What’s not to like about this episode?

Hit Bite Love (Sat YouTube) ep 2 of 6 - King is fucking adorable. Burger is clueless and (apparently) entirely straight. Shogun is one of the gayest characters ever put in high school BL. Heda is kinda awesome, basically a chaos wingman. Matteo is interesting. I genuinely like the central friendship between King & Shogun a lot. Queer baby besties! It’s Ming & Wayo-esk but better. Holy KINK FEST outta nowhere, BLman! I’m getting total whiplash with this show. Very Make It Right. What does it want to be? Who tf knows but I’m into it, that’s for sure. It’s accomplishing something, which most pulps don’t.

609 Bedtime Story (Fri WeTV) ep 11fin - my backup computer is down so I haven’t had a chance to watch this yet. Hopefully but next week’s report.

Ongoing Series - Not Thai

HIStory 5: Love in the Future (Taiwan Weds Viki) ep 6 of 10 (or 11&12 of 20) - Jonny’s hair is driving me nuts. Hai Yi’s behavior is confusing me too. Office boys remain totally adorable. Very doomy mid run ep 6. Ah Taiwan, how unpredictable you are.

Candy Color Paradox AKA Ameiro Paradox (Japan Fri Gaga) ep 7 of 8 - these weirdos make for very strange boyfriends. Frankly? K seems like a useless bit of business, if you ask me.

Individual Circumstances (Korea Thurs Viki) ep 5-6 of 8 - I’m just annoyed with Mr. Tsundere at this point, he’s gone from grumpy to mean. I just want him to have a really good reason for having disappeared without saying anything, and good does not mean “sensitive pathetic authorial feels.” You don’t abandon your best friend just because you fell in love with them, that’s an unforgivably shitty thing to do.

The End Of The World, With You AKA Bokura no Micro na Shuumatsu (Japan Sun Gaga ep 1 of 8 - Stars Toshiki Seto (Senpai, This Can't Be Love). The world is about to be destroyed by a meteor, so Masumi visits his old uni library to read as much as he wants until the end. There he meets Ritsu, his player ex. It’s a bit awkward, and I’m not sure about the premise (it scares me that it might be sad). It’s racier, gayer, and has better kissing than i was expecting (again a sign it might go dark). Also Is Ritsu a big time bi-slut player or is that Masumi’s perspective? Regardless I’m intrigued if wary.

Finished this week

The New Employee (Korea Weds Viki) ep 7fin - They are so cute it’s unbelievable. I thought it was a good office romance ending, if not a great Bl ending. All in all this is a darn near perfect nugget of an office romance BL, sweet and much gayer than we have any right to expect from Korea. Rainbow rice cakes forever! 9/10

Between Us (Sun iQIYI) ep 12fin - It’s a serviceable series about hot swimmers flirting and dealing with family drama in a sweetly earnest manner, but ultimately it squanders the talent in play. I would’ve preferred a cleaner narrative arc, less angst and more plot, fewer couples, and a shorter series. That said, there’s nothing objectively wrong, sub-standard, or off-putting about this show. And it has lots of consent and other good qualities. It’s fine. Watch along here. 8/10

I Will Knock You (Fri Gaga) ep 12fin - I did think a lot over why I disliked this one. Because on the surface it’s just your standard slightly terrible Thai pulp, and I’m usually not that mean about them. I think in the end it comes down to the uke who just seemed to never warm to the boy pursuing him, and never really actually wanted to be his boyfriend. Also terrible dead fish kiss. 5/10

Gossip

Apparently we have new scions (waves goodbye to BrightWin) - GeminiFourth: The Crown Princes of BL. If you’re wondering how their chemistry is so good (My School President), this article may explain it.

In Case You Missed It

Caught up on 2020′s The Reason Why He Fell In Love With Me. (Gaga picked it up and I’ve been wanting to see it since it got announced in 2019.)

TRWHFILWM Series 1 - 2 teachers who work together at the same high school, one outgoing and the other reserved, start an affair. Gave me Ossan’s Love vibes and that is my least favorite kind of JBL. It’s just far too cartoonish and slapstick and I don’t like it. That said, it has several kisses, a happy ending, and they are cute together. So if you can this style BL, it you might like it.

TRWHFILWM Special - Completely ignores the first couple and the teacher premise, carrying over just one main character, and should have been a new BL (Boys Love flashbacks). I understand 2021′s season 2 continues this tactic. But I’ll watch it eventually.

Next Week Looks Like This:

Not a lot actually, which is cool, I still got some 2022 catching up still to do. Why You Y Me, may be?

Starting:

Moonlight Chicken (Weds? YouTube) 1 of 8 -

My Beautiful Man S2 - ??? sorry I’m scared of this one and not really paying attention, it being Japan and a desirable property, I’m assuming it will either be impossible to find or just show up on my dash in 2 places at once.

Feb releases list is here.

2023 forthcoming BL master post. (see comments some are inaccurate, NOT UPDATED)

THIS WEEK’S BEST MOMENTS

Hit Bite Love it’s classic terrible Thai pulp and I’m kinda loving it.

Thank you very much GMMTV.

FINALLY!

Also FINALLY.

More FINALLY (My School President).

I love the acknowledged combative nature of this relationship. It’s great.

(last week)

Current Kpop earworm? Under the Skin by &team, eh, it’s catchy I guess

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nolita-fairytale · 1 year

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spending a week over the summer with young!sirius headcanon (remote island au)

au headcanon where you and young!sirius black flee the country to live on a remote island and raise baby harry instead of going to azkaban

pairing: sirius black x fem!ravenclaw reader

warnings: swearing, light smut (18+ minors dni)

a/n: this is a four part series. i hope you enjoy reading!

read part one here

“show me your love. why don’t you grow up and see?”

after bothering your parents all summer long about it, you manage to get the approval for a one week visit before school starts with sirius. you do, of course, have to lie and say that you're going to stay with the potters for the week, because what parents would allow their seventeen year old daughter to stay with her boyfriend in his brand new flat, unsupervised?

sirius is more than proud to show off his new flat. you can tell that the only reason it's furnished and looks somewhat like a home is because euphemia helped him put it together.

the pent up sexual tension is palpable and you're practically tearing off each others' clothes within minutes of seeing each other.

"did you get my last letter?" "yes, in fact i had to hide that one in the floorboards so my parents couldn't find it." "didn't want them finding out absolutely naughty you are, eh?"

sirius whispering in your ear things like: "taking me so well, love." "thought about this all summer long, darling." "gods, your tits are perfect."

the way sirius moans followed by a deep, mischievous, and naughty laugh in disbelief that you're his.

sex is new to you, but not new to him. every time feels like an exploration and you're more than happy to let him turn you inside out.

leaving soft kisses on sirius' shoulders in the mornings, while you wait for him to wake up, whispering ''i love you's" into his skin.

that night you take the floo network to the potters' for dinner like you hadn't just done the most salacious things to each other.

james acts as the ultimate wingman by intercepting every single owl sent by your parents and pretending to be his own mum to cover for the two of you.

staying up way too late. cigarettes after sex. having a cuppa tea before bed, even if it is 3 am.

staying up way too late making a case to sirius about why he actually has to study for his apparation tests. "don't want to end up without a left arm now." and of course he'd reply with something cheeky like, "dunno. a three legged dog would be quite cute, don't you think?"

now that you're both of age and can use magic outside of school, sirius is conjuring up little tricks to impress you or make you laugh.

strolling the streets of london arm in arm, like there's no one else in the world but the two of you.

sirius lending you his leather jacket when it gets a little too chilly at night.

wearing either sirius over-sized clothes around his flat, or something absolutely tiny, just to drive him mad.

sirius failing miserably at cooking dinner, and you having to take over after he's burned his latest attempt once again. neither of you really cook so takeaway it is.

daydreaming together what life after hogwarts would look like. in true restless bohemian spirit, sirius has no idea what he wants to do and would rather explore the world before committing to any kind of profession.

you, on the other hand, have a job waiting for you at the ministry in the department of magical artifacts, working with your father. he's even lined up an archaeological dig after graduation to persuade you further. sirius pretends to be bored as you tell him, but he can't deny the light in your eyes as you talk about it. your curiosity is one of the things he loves most about you.

neither of you are ready for school to start and wish that you could stay in this bubble forever.

taglist: @pansexualwitchwhoneedstherapy

#sirius black x reader headcanon #sirius black headcanon #sirius black x reader #sirius black x fem!reader #sirius black smut #harry potter headcanon #harry potter #the marauders #marauders era

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microwave-core · 10 months

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SWSH Headcanons

I love sword and shield and the chokehold these characters have on me, but if I ever tried to write dialogue for most of them I would have a stroke, so have this instead.

I’ve written a bit for Sonia before, but there is one point that I completely forgot to bring up, and that is how absolutely excited she is to share her research and discoveries with you. She loves her job (most of the time), and is absolutely going to blab to you about it, so be prepared.

You don’t have to understand everything she’s saying, you likely won’t, but that’s okay. Just listening and trying your best to work through what she’s saying will be enough for her. Feel free to ask as many questions as you want, she will answer each and every one of them with incredible enthusiasm. But if you understand what she’s talking about, she would fucking ascend on the spot from happiness.

Please have a girl's night with her. Get holed up in her room while spilling trashy gossip all night while painting each other’s nails over cheap wine, she’ll love you forever. She’d jokingly ask if you had a crush on anyone when you’re already dating and act all innocent and teasing about it, like, “aww, you had a crush on me??” when you’ve literally been dating for years.

Yamper goes everywhere Sonia goes. You can expect him to be begging at your feet whenever you meet up with her, wanting nothing more than for you to bend down and shower him in love and affection. He’s a good boy and he knows it. Sonia might send him off to fetch you when she’s busy, so please trot behind him slowly. He wants to lead you there and doesn’t want to fall behind.

I’ve brought this up before, but Leon would be so supportive. Sonia is his bestie, so when you get into a relationship, he wants to meet you as soon as possible. Man just loves his friends and is so happy when they get into loving, meaningful relationships. He also knows a lot about you because Sonia has gushed about how much she loves you to him on several occasions. He can seem kind of intimidating with his status and all, but he’ll definitely end up thinking highly of you.

And I have to mention Hop as well, because he’s also very supportive. He takes it upon himself to be Sonia’s wingman when she’s pinning. When Leon’s not available, she’ll blab to Hop instead. The second you meet, he begins planning your wedding. Be prepared.

But that’s not all, because Nessa is also Sonia’s bestie. She’s the only one of the three that you really have to worry about, as she won’t hesitate to speak her mind if she has any kind of issue with you, but she ultimately knows how much you mean to Sonia, and so she has no choice but to be supportive. Anyways, if Sonia takes too long to confess her feelings for you, she’ll get Leon and Hop together to form a plan to make it happen. Sonia is mortified.

Nessa… Need I say more? She is the woman of all time, with one of, if not the, best design in the entire series. She’s gorgeous, she’s powerful, she’s described as having an “indomitable nature”, what more do I have to say?

Unfortunately, as both a model and a gym leader, she’s a busy gal, always running to and fro to get work done. She’ll always try to squeeze in time for you, but that doesn’t always work out, much to her dismay. It also means that many, many people are going to be jealous of you. This goes for all of the gym leaders and champion as well, considering they are essentially celebrities in Galar, but Nessa may as well be in a league of her own.

Many people have crushes on Nessa, both young and old alike, so finding out that she’s taken is a crushing blow. You’re gonna end up with weirdos that hate your guts for daring to date their crush, which sucks. But on the other hand, you’ll also have weirdos who are completely obsessed with you and your relationship and want to know every little intimate detail. You decide which is worse.

Speaking of being a model, expect to be roped into a photoshoot every now and then. Nessa loves you and thinks you are drop-dead gorgeous, so, naturally, she’s not above pulling some strings to fit in a shoot or two with you. Expect to at least have a Valentines photoshoot every year, since it’s the most obvious way to show off how great of a couple you two are.

Nessa yearns for the ocean. Having grown up in a sea-side town with fishermen for parents, she’s used to floating out into the ocean and just relaxing. When she’s feeling stressed and pent up, she’ll drift out into the blue abyss with one of her pokemon, staring into the sky above while being rocked gently by the waves. She’d love it if you joined her sometime.

She also really likes fishing. She often comes back to her roots, which leads her to pulling out the full fishing ensemble, “fish fear me women want me” hat included, and getting onto a dinky boat to sail off into the middle of the ocean to fish for hours on end. You are asked to join her on these trips, but they aren’t super exciting unless you absolutely love fishing.

She has pictures of you everywhere. In her gym locker, in her wallet, on her phone, around her house, in Sonia’s lab, everywhere. They’re almost entirely pictures that she’s taken, too. While she is by no means a photographer, she knows a few things about taking good pictures from modeling, and loves to use that knowledge to take wonderful pics of you (not that you don’t look wonderful all the time). Her phone’s lockscreen and wallpaper are also pictures of you, obviously.

So I don’t have a sword so I am not as familiar with Bea, but her design alone is enough for me to write for.

Girly pop is stoic, but she’s not unbreakable. It’s not the easiest task, but it’s absolutely worth your time to make her smile and laugh. That being said, it makes her very embarrassed and flustered, so please spare her and her image and only do so when in private.

She thinks about you a lot. Bea’s been trained to remain calm and collected, even in tense situations, which makes it difficult for opponents to read her in the heat of the moment. Little do they know she’s just thinking about what her girlfriend is up to at the moment. Were you doing alright? Were you in the stadium watching her match? Were you cheering her on? She hopes so.

Is not above using you to indulge in her love of sweets. She has the biggest sweet tooth in the league, but has a hard time actually eating them without garnering too much attention. So, when she wants to have something sweet, she’ll bring you with her and play it off like it was your idea, therefore she was just following you and being a good girlfriend and not just getting dessert.

Training never stops with this one. She works out all the time, and will invite you to come sometimes. Her training is incredibly rigorous, though, so you likely won’t be able to keep up. Sitting on the sidelines and cheering her on or helping her workout in some kind of way are more than acceptable in her mind. Easiest way to help her is to sit on her back while she does push ups, it helps her workout while also getting to be close with you. Don’t expect her to be talking too much, though.

Her training sometimes brings her to remote locations in the region, and she sometimes forgets to warn you ahead of time. You might spend your entire day trying to get ahold of her and asking others if they’ve seen her, only to receive a text from her hours later that just reads like “ out training”, no further elaboration.

Bea’s a tad bit touch starved, so she thrives off of your affection. However, she’s not very good at vocalizing her wants, so it falls to you to notice her longing stares. She wants to hold your hand and cuddle and sling her arm around your shoulder when sitting close, but she’s too nervous to initiate on her own due to her lack of experience.

Her only ask is that you keep your relationship pretty lowkey in public. PDA makes her a little uncomfortable, both because she’s shy with affection and also because she knows people are watching. Hand holding is as far as you are gonna get with her before she breaks a little inside.

Melony my beloved. They did not have to cake her up so much but goddamn I am not complaining because ahjdkgh milf. She’s hot and also incredibly caring and sweet and supportive.

First things first: you have to get along with her kids. This is non-negotiable. She already has a rocky relationship with one of her children, she doesn’t need to jeopardize that relationship further, or the one’s with her daughters, for any reason, even for love. It’s a lot to suddenly have five step-kids, especially if you don’t have any kids to begin with, but if you aren’t willing to at least try, Melony isn’t going to be sticking around.

She doesn’t want to overwhelm you too quickly, but meeting her children is something she wants to happen early in the relationship. Once things get serious, she’ll invite you over for dinner which, surprisingly, goes very well, with little family drama being drudged up in the process. It takes a monuementous amount of effort to convince Gordie to come over, but he does, reluctantly. It’s probably pretty stressful because, uh, if you mess up then your relationship is toast, but it’s worth it in the end.

Also, congrats, by doing the bare-minimum, you become Gordie’s favorite mom. This is by default, considering the previously mentioned rocky relationship he has with Melony. She’s just happy that Gordie isn’t upset about her hopping back into the dating scene, same with her daughters, and that they actually like you.

Not normally what I write about with these, or write about in general, but, when it comes to arguments, Melony can be a little difficult because she’s used to being the one in charge. Most of her arguments are with her own children, over both silly and important matters alike, and so she’s used to taking the perspective of “mother knows best”. It’s never her intention to control or demean you, but it can easily come off like that. If you bring it up to her, she’ll do her best to work it out of her mindset (communication is important kids). Not to say that arguments happen often, of course, but they can be incredibly annoying to deal with when they crop up.

Melony loves to cook, and would love to both cook for and with you. It’s maternal instinct to make sure you’re well fed, there’s simply no way around it. Expect her to make you adorably packed lunches and plenty of home cooked dinners. You’ll almost always end up with leftovers, since she’s used to cooking for five people. But she’d love it if you joined her in the kitchen for some quality bonding. If you’re lucky, she might even show you how to make the snomlette.

It’s honestly incredible that she has time to do so many things for you and her children along with her duties as gym leader with time to spare. It’s the mom magic.

Marnie, despite being punk, is shy and sweet in equal measures. Even as a gym leader, she has a streak of being a little stand-offish and awkward. That’s not to say that she’s meek or a push-over, or that she gets nervous in front of a crowd. She’s just easy to fluster and is usually on the quieter side.

Like many others, Marnie’s got a lot on her plate. Of course, she’s got her duties as a gym leader to tend to, but she’s also working on restoring Spikemuth to its former glory. These don’t just eat up her time, they also leave her tired. Please hold your arms out for her to fall into when she walks through the door after a long day, it’s her favorite way to recharge.

Morpeko loves you more than anyone else, a blessing you should be thankful for. He’s kinda like a cat, in that he can be very sweet at times and an asshole at others. Oh, and he shows his love through biting. He likes Marnie well enough, but she’s not safe from being bitten or scratched. You, however, are a different story, as he seems to always be sweet when you’re around. Marnie’s convinced he does it out of spite.

Keeping up with the theme of “talking about other character’s important to this specific character”, Piers. He wants the best for his baby sister, considering that he basically raised her and all, but he doesn’t even try to be overprotective or intimidating. Does it sting to watch Marnie grow up, seeing her get into her first real romantic relationship? Of course. But he knows that she’s got a good head on her shoulders, so he sees no reason to butt into her relationship.

He’s an overall chill guy with a lot more time on his hands since he’s no longer a gym leader. As long as you’re chill, he’s chill, and won’t mind your company. Hell, he might even start looking forward to hanging out with you, thinking of you as part of the family, when you’ve known each other for long enough. The only issue he might have with you is your music taste.

This is a bit more general, but I like to think that Marnie and Hop are good friends. They didn’t know each other too much during the gym challenge, since all they really had was a common friend/rival, but they actually got to know each other once the champion cup was over. It’s not super easy to hang out since they’re both striving towards their own goals, but they find a way.

It’s funny, because I don’t think they would have much in common outside of their music taste, but they’re still friends who hang out and complain to one another. While he’s dropped his dream of being champion, Hop still gets excited over the gym challenge every year and loves to watch her matches. Marnie’s not the most knowledgeable when it comes to pokemon research, but she finds it all interesting and tries to lend a hand. She’s not that helpful. She also is the only person preventing Hop and Bede from throwing hands when they run into each other.

Oleana is the pinnacle of “very busy and very tired”. Gatekeeping, gaslighting, and girlbossing all day takes a great deal of time and effort. She’ll trudge home and fall face first into the couch, perfectly content to call it a night if you don’t step in and make her come to bed.

She loves the chairman dearly, but he also stresses her out immensely. There’s really no point in going out to meet loyal fans on the way to business meetings, but that doesn’t stop Rose from doing that anyways. She badgers him to the best of her ability, but he still takes his sweet time. While she appears composed, she’s screaming internally, waiting until she can go home and scream about it externally when venting to you.

Speaking of the chairman, it seems as if she cares more about him than she does you at times, but she does her best to reassure you otherwise. The chairman is, unfortunately, her priority due to being her boss, but that’s more about admiration than love. Consider the fact that he (unintentionally) makes her incredibly stressed, whereas you don’t. That alone gives her a reason to love you.

Also consider that the idea of coming home to you at the end of the day is part of what keeps her going. Sure, her job is stressful, considering the fact that she is essentially the backbone of the Macro Cosmos company, but she always gets through the day because she gets to see you once it’s all said and done. The tension within her bones dissipates upon walking through the doorway. Hold her in your arms, brush your fingers through her hair, get shitty take out to eat over trashy TV that neither of you are really watching, and you’ll win her heart in an instant.

While she shows her more… aggressive side to you when ranting passionately about all the issues involved with her job, she reverts back to her poised and punctual state whenever in public. Due to her professional nature, expect little PDA. The most you’ll get is hand holding. Unless she’s jealous, at which you’ll get a hand wrapped around your hip which grips just a little too tight until she calms down.

Date nights are typically spent indoors unless she has a day off, which is incredibly unlikely to happen. Firstly, she wants to rant, and she can’t do that in public without destroying her public image. And secondly, she’s tired of dealing with people given how much shit and disappointment she has to deal with throughout the day. You get her, so why would she want to be around anyone else?

Also! Garbador is an absolute sweetheart. She knows how much you help Oleana and that makes her so happy. She tries to show her affection but is a little awkward about it because she doesn’t want to gross you out since she’s… literally made of trash. She usually just watches from afar, all smiley and happy to see you two being happy, getting embarrassed if you catch her doing so.

Sooo I wasn’t originally gonna write anything for Klara because, again, I don’t have sword and am not as familiar with her as I am Bea, but thoughts started rolling so here we are. Also kinda toxic behavior incoming because it’s Klara.

Girl is a pop star, or is at least trying to be one, which means she’ll naturally write love songs about you. And by love songs I mean songs that describe how much she loves you but are also not really love songs because they’re lowkey toxic? Listen, it’s Klara, what else do you expect when that is literally her thing. She also has songs about her exes, which contain… worrying content, but that’s neither here nor there.

In general? Don’t break her heart. She will key your car and slash your tires and will attempt to instigate physical fights and will also write a song about you and how much she hates you and all of the things she hopes happen to you. Again, it’s Klara. But if she loves you with her whole heart and soul, then you have nothing to worry about. She’ll be more than happy to do all those things towards people you don’t like instead.

She's not the best at showing her love. Her goal in life was always to be loved by everyone around her without having to do much in return, but your existence has disturbed that goal because she actually really likes you and actually wants to try for you? And she kind of hates that, and it takes her a while to even figure out what the hell was wrong with her, and she ends up resenting you for a hot minute for making her feel so weird.

But she gets over that and decides to put in actual effort into your relationship, trying to be a better person both for you and herself. She takes the time to listen to you and work out your likes and dislikes, and puts effort into coming up with cute date nights, and does her best to be there for you when you’re down or need to get something off of your chest. Just normal girlfriend things. She’ll never admit to changing how she acts, though. This unintentionally turned into an “I can fix her” post whoopsie.

Klara loves to take pictures of herself and photoshop them, so expect to be sent most, if not all, of them. Sometimes, she just thinks she’s looking exceptionally cute and just needs to share her hotness with someone else. She also expects you to send pictures back in return, as it’s only fair. Like Nessa, she has a large portfolio of pics she’s both snapped and received of you.

Anyways, Klara posts shit like “I love doing wifey shit for my girlfriend <3” while burning down the kitchen trying to make you scrambled eggs.

I also originally wasn’t going to write anything for Peonia but I had a change of heart because, after thinking of it, I couldn’t not write embarrassingly supportive supreme dad-of-the-year Peony hyping her up.

Peonia’s biggest mistake in life was coming out to her dad, because the man is simply too supportive. The moment she tells him this vital information, he is searching every store and market for all of the lesbian flags he can find. She has an entire pile of them in her room because she literally doesn’t have any space on the walls to hang them on. He also sews smaller ones onto her clothes and jackets upon being asked to do so,

If he ever sees her talking to another girl, he’ll ask about her afterwards. He just needs to know if she’s into this new person he’s never met before. Peonia always tells him off in an attempt to subdue her embarrassment. Thankfully, he at least waits until the other girl leaves, or else she would literally combust.

That being said, don’t think you can date Peonia without Peony putting up an overprotective fight. At the end of the day, that’s his baby. His darling. His pride and joy. Sure, she’s grown up and is more than capable of making her own choices in life, including her choice in romantic partner, but he’s still her father. He just needs to make sure you have her best interest in mind, then he’ll back off.

But once you’ve gotten past the over-protective dad phase, you get yourself a new father figure. He’ll come to think of you as one of his own. He’ll also provide you with plenty of embarrassing childhood stories. At some point, he’ll start referring to you as his daughter-in-law. Every minute you spend talking with him makes Peonia rip her hair out. Again, Peonia is happy that her dad is supportive of her sexuality and your relationship, but she’s also on the verge of dying from embarrassment.

Even though she is incredibly embarrassed by her father’s antics, she can be super supportive and exciting when it comes to doing anything with you. The apple doesn’t fall far from the tree, and when she realizes how she acts similarly to her father when it comes to spending time with you, she dies a little inside.

Enough about dad. Please go with her on Dynamax Adventures. Not only does she have a blast with them, but she can show off how cool and strong she is as a trainer. Please swoon over her and how cool and brave she is, being as dramatic as humanly possible. RIP to your teammates who are forced to third-wheel on the adventure, but at least Peonia is having fun.

Also, please help dye her hair. The pink looks great but it was a pain to do by herself, and she’s too embarrassed to ask her dad for help. Besides, it means you get to hang out and she gets your input on what color to use.

#pokemon x reader #fem reader #today I bring you self-indulgence #tomorrow? who knows #i dont care what canon says leon and sonia are best friends #do not seperate them #do you know how hard it was to not write him as everyones friend #man is just friend shape #can you tell i like leon #marge simpson voice i just think he's neat #incoming tag hell #sonia x reader #nessa x reader #bea x reader #melony x reader #marnie x reader #oleana x reader #klara x reader #peonia x reader

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tiannasfanfic · 2 years

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You Belong with Me: Part 3

Adrian Chase/Vigilante x Reader (Smut)

[Part 1] [Part 2] [Masterlist] [Crossposted to AO3]

Summary: Christopher Smith can have some pretty dumb ideas sometimes regarding dating and romance. For his latest ploy, he's trying to get your attention and drags Adrian Chase into playing the ultimate wingman.

Rating: Explicit 18+

Author Note: Afab reader with gender neutral pronouns since this is smut. Part 3 of 3 is here! -talks like the DragonBall Z recap announcer- What will Reader's reaction be when they learn of Chris' plan? Will Chris step aside when he sees that Adrian and Reader are crazy about each other? Or is everything just too messed up now to fix? And why is Eagley suddenly afraid of the half blind neighborhood cat? Let's find out now in the series finale of You Belong with Me!

CW: Smut (kissing, fingering, pnv, oral [f recieving], light choking, light Dom/sub behavior); Christopher Smith is Bisexual in canon.

Word Count: 5,074

While Adrian was explaining, you quietly listened.

Unable to sit still, he paced the length of your living room as he talked. He tried not look at you as he spoke, nervous about what he would see, but the few glances in your direction showed your expression to be unreadable. That made him very nervous since you always had such an open expression to him before this.

It took him awhile to get through it all since he decided to go all the way back to the beginning. The beginning for him was how speechless he was the first time he saw you at the video store. That led to him telling you how he figured you were out of his league, but while he never bothered to pursue you, he never stopped feeling it. And then that led to him telling you about Chris suddenly getting interested in you out of nowhere and conning him into going along with the plan.

The plan. That was the part he most dreaded telling you about. He didn’t want you to think that this was all a joke to him, which is why he started his explanation from where he did. Maybe if you knew he liked you already it would soften the blow. You took the news gracefully enough. Adrian shot a nervous look over at you once while explaining the plan and you seemed more surprised than anything else.

Finally, Adrian was finished and stopped pacing. He stood there, staring at the ground as if he were awaiting your judgement.

The room was silent outside of the tv in the background.

And continued to stay silent.

Adrian dared to look up at you just then. Rather than see a face full of anger or hurt or tears like he expected, you looked completely baffled. Your mouth was slightly agape, and your head was cocked to one side. He waited until you finally looked back over at him.

“Rewind a sec,” you finally said, holding up a finger like you were interrupting him. “How was you dating me supposed to get me closer to Chris?”

“Right?” Adrian exclaimed, feeling a little less crazy about his thoughts on the matter. “I still can’t fucking figure that part out either!”

“It seems completely counterproductive,” you said, and he nodded in agreement. “Like, we’re getting closer in the process, and liking each other more as time goes on.”

“Exactly!” Adrian said.

The two of you caught each other’s eye and Adrian swallowed heavily when you held his gaze. It was only for a moment though before you looked down at the floor.

“I guess that explains why you don’t want to have sex with me then,” you said after another period of silence. “I was really starting to wonder about that.”

“No, I DO want to have sex with you,” Adrian was quick to correct you. “That’s just why I HAVEN’T had sex with you.”

“I see,” you said, then you got quiet for a moment. “Was it real? Between us, I mean, since you asked me out. It felt like it was, but now I don-“

Adrian was shaking his head rapidly.

“Absolutely!” he exclaimed, cutting you off. “I swear, the only thing screwy about any of this is why I asked you when I did. I swear, I’ve wanted to for a while, I just…figured there was no point. You’re so amazing I thought there was no way you’d be interested in me. You are way out of my league. But I did, I meant everything I said, and I wouldn’t change a thi-“

He cut himself off right then, a thought occurring to him that he had to stop and think on for a few seconds.

“Actually, I take that back,” he said. “If I could change something, I would’ve boned you the first night. Literally the only thing I would change. I love getting to be so close to you and I’d do it all over again in a fucking heartbeat just for that reason alone. You are absolutely amazing, Y/N, and I want you to be with me, not Chris.”

That wasn’t quite how he had planned to say it. He hadn’t actually thought of how to say it yet, but he’d wanted to be more eloquent with it. It’s not every day he tells someone he likes them in this particular way.

He almost looked away from you in embarrassment, but swallowed heavily instead, forcing himself to keep his gaze focused on you. He was glad he did when a deep blush came to your face at his words, along with your heart stopping smile.

“I’m already with you, you know,” you said, an almost incredulous look on your face. “I said yes to you, not Chris.”

It suddenly clicked.

Your words finally seemed to hammer the point home and he realized the biggest thing he had missed these past few weeks.

Adrian looked at you for a moment then come back over to where you were sitting on the couch. Leaning down towards you as if to kiss you, he fully intended to pick up where he left off.

This time, however, you brought one hand up to place it in the middle of his chest. He gently came to a stop with his lips were just inches from yours. He looked down at you, confused. You smiled up at him.

“I think you should work this out with Chris first,” you said softly, your voice making him shiver. “I don’t want to be the cause of a broken friendship. I’d rather step aside completely than let that happen again.”

Adrian whimpered, gently pushing forward against your hand a little. You allowed him to come a bit closer, letting his lips press against yours for a moment before you softly pushed him back.

“Work this out with Chris,” you repeated, your tone firmer but still soft. “Then let me know what he says. Okay?”

After gazing down into your eyes for a moment, Adrian realized how serious you were. He wouldn’t be able to budge you on this. You could be stubborn as hell when you wanted to be, but at the same time, he knew you were right. He nodded and leaned forward just enough to kiss your forehead before leaving.

Once Adrian hopped into his car, he headed straight for Chris’ place. Even though he absolutely hated confrontations about emotions and emotional topics, this seemed like one of those conversations that was better had in person.

It was already a half hour drive from your place to Chris’ in good traffic on a normal day, but Adrian managed to also hit traffic from some sort of event letting out. He didn’t keep up with sports to know what was actually going on, he just knew whatever it was had to be a home game to get this many cars leaving from one area simultaneously.

A little over two hours had passed since he left your place when he arrived at the trailer. It was a little before 10pm, which was way later than he had planned to get there. He made his way to the door and knocked. It took a few moments, but the door finally opened.

Adrian was more than a little shocked when it was Amber, not Chris, who opened the door. It was pretty obvious why she was there. She wasn’t wearing much, just a short, silky robe that was open in the front, with a matching pair of panties underneath it.

“Hey Ade,” she said, her face lighting up in a smile. She’d known about his secret identity for a few months now. “You’re just in time, we’re just getting started. Want to join?”

“Er, no, thanks,” Adrian said, blinking rapidly. “I really need to talk to Chris though. It’s pretty urgent. Could you send him out here for a minute, please?”

“Oh yeah, sure, let me go unlock him,” Amber said, disappearing back into the trailer.

While Adrian waited, he paced in the yard, his shock at seeing Amber quickly turning into anger. By the time Chris got outside, clad only in his briefs with a pair of handcuffs dangling from one wrist, Adrian had gotten himself quite worked up. While that wasn’t hard for him to do on a normal day, he was even easier to wind up tonight.

“What the shit, dude?” Adrian demanded, stalking back over to the porch as soon as his friend stepped outside and shut the front door. “You’re over here fucking Amber while you’ve got me over at Y/N’s place cozying up to them for you? That’s fucked up, even for you!”

Chris stared at Adrian for a long moment then shook his head.

“No, actually,” Chris said with an amused tone. “I’m over here fucking Amber while I’ve got you over at Y/N’s place cozying up to them for YOU.”

Now it was Adrian’s turn to stare at Chris.

“What?” he finally asked, all of his anger instantly replaced with confusion.

Chris chuckled and shook his head.

“Since when have I ever needed help getting laid?” Chris asked. “Think about it for a minute.”

Adrian thought about it for a minute.

And still didn’t get it.

“What?” he repeated, even more confused now.

Chris let out an exasperated sigh.

“Dude, I told you to ask Y/N out because you will do literally anything I ask you to do,” Chris said. “It was obvious you weren’t going to do it for yourself, so I had to make it sound like you were doing it for me instead. I knew I could get you to finally ask them out that way…like you should have done months ago.”

The pieces started clicking into place in Adrian’s head. His mouth dropped open as he stared at Chris.

Chris chuckled again and clapped his very shocked friend on the back.

“I think you’ve got someone you need to be getting back to,” Chris said, then went back inside the trailer, closing the door behind him.

It took a few minutes for Adrian’s legs to start working again. When they did, he scrambled back to the Sebring to haul ass as fast as he could back to your place without breaking any traffic laws. He knew with hitting leftover game traffic, plus the typical Saturday night traffic, he was looking at another two hours back to your place even if he tried to take back roads.

While it only ended up being an hour and a half, it was the longest hour and a half of Adrian’s life.

It was nearly midnight when he parked the Sebring back in front of your house. He got out of his car, then hesitated after he shut the door. He couldn’t see any lights on inside your home, but knew you often watched tv in your bedroom while trying to settle down at night, he just couldn’t see that particular window since it was at the back of the house. The thought occurred to him then that you might actually be asleep. Sure, it was the weekend, but you might have gone to bed early. Your sleeping habits were almost as bad as his were. A bit of guilt started to gnaw his brain at the idea of waking you up. Maybe it would be a better idea to come back tomorrow?

No, he couldn’t. More than that, he wouldn’t.

It was selfish, he knew, but Adrian decided he was done waiting. He had been patient enough these past few weeks. He went straight to your front door and started ringing the bell.

It didn’t take long for you to open the door, which confirmed you were still awake and watching tv. You looked a bit surprised at seeing him but smiled brightly. His heart skipped several beats as he looked you over. You had changed clothes into what looked like your actual sleepwear, which amounted to a baggy t shirt and pajama pants. It showed way less and hid your figure even more than your everyday clothes. They turned him on just as much though, if not more. Now it would be more like unwrapping you, as if you were some sort of present or reward for all his good behavior.

“Hey, you,” you said as you leaned against the open door. “I didn’t expect to see you so soon.”

“I talked to Chris,” Adrian said, exhaling the words in an excited rush.

You blinked a few times.

“Already?” you asked, and he nodded. “How did it go?”

While he had every intention of telling you everything Chris said, Adrian was all talked out now. His very hyper focused brain suddenly shut off and he really didn’t feel any need to turn it back on. It was thoughts of you he had been hyper fixating on and now you were standing right in front of him.

He took a step closer to where you were standing in the half open doorway, now just a few inches in front of you. A little bit of a blush came to his cheeks, which made him look slightly bashful as he looked down into your eyes. You returned his gaze for a few moments before one side of your mouth quirked up in a smile. You stepped aside to let him in.

Adrian was at least polite enough to wait until the door was closed.

As you were turning around to face him after locking the door, he caught your wrist in his hand and pulled you to him. It was a little rougher than he meant it to be. You ended up stumbling and falling against his chest, but his arms were already coming up to wrap around you.

“Sorry,” he briefly muttered, but not giving you the chance to reply before kissing you.

This was a kiss unlike any you’d gotten from Adrian before. Even the most heated moments before paled in comparison to this. As you moaned softly into his mouth and pulled at the front of his shirt to bring him closer, he suddenly realized exactly how much he had been holding himself back with you.

It didn’t take long before you were undressing him, your fingers pulling down the zipper of his sweater. He quickly shed it, letting it drop to the floor, then raised his arms so you could pull his shirt off. His hands dropped back down to grip your waist as his shirt joined the sweater on the floor.

Adrian started to pull at the shirt you had on, but then paused for a moment, thinking. Before you could ask him what was wrong, he had swept you up into his arms and was now carrying you further into the house. While Adrian had never been this far inside your home before, your bedroom was easy to find since the rest of your house was dark. He just followed the light of the tv until he reached his destination.

He walked you straight over to the bed before dropping you down on it. Before you could have the chance to move, he grabbed one leg of your pajama bottoms in each hand and he quickly pulled them off, followed soon by your shirt. Even though you had changed into different night clothes, you hadn’t put on a bra or underwear, leaving you laying naked before him.

A moment was all he could stand to pause and admire the view before he was on top of you, kissing you deeply. But Adrian didn’t stay on your lips for long since he was already well acquainted with them. Now it was time to explore the rest of your body.

Making his way downwards, your hands trailing over his body as he went, he softly kissed and nipped down the center of your neck to your chest, only stopping to make a detour at your tits. He spent several long moments with one of your nipples, taking it into his mouth and deeply sucking. A soft moan came from you, and he felt your legs slightly squeeze hips. One of your hands came up to grip the back of his head, fingers tangling in his hair, and it made him shiver. Adrian bit at your nipple a little rougher than he meant to, pulling a gasped yelp from you. He didn’t have time to even think about apologizing, your hips lifted to grind against him, indicating you liked it. He swirled his tongue around your nipple one more time then took it back into his mouth, sucking on it one last time before pulling his head away. He dove immediately to your other nipple, repeating the entire process as you squirmed underneath him, including the rough bite. The first time may have been an accident, the second time he just wanted to hear you yelp again.

When Adrian was finally able to pull himself away from your tits, both nipples were hard and extremely sensitive. He could tell just by the way they were both flushed a deeper color than when he started. It made him want to dive back down to them, suck them and play with them until you were begging him to eat you out. But his cock didn’t have that kind of patience right now. It was hard and throbbing inside his jeans, desperate for some kind of touch, but Adrian wanted to taste you first. However, he did reach down with one hand to undo his belt and his pants. That compromise did release some of the tightness, and he groaned against the skin above your bellybutton in a small bit of relief as a result.

Once he kissed down the rest of your body, Adrian’s lips grazed just above your clit, so close you could feel his warm breath on it before he pulled away. A loud whimper left you and he quickly shushed you as he got off the bed and onto his knees next to it. Taking ahold of your legs, he pulled you to the edge of the bed, so your ass was almost hanging over. Once you were in the position he wanted, Adrian dove right in.

He licked a stripe up the full length of your slit with the flat of his tongue, like he was licking an ice cream cone. Your hips arched up to his mouth, a gasping moan leaving your lips, which only encouraged him to do it again. This time, he added more force with his tongue and slid it between your outer folds. Adrian teased his tongue directly against your entrance, his hands sliding under your thighs and around to press your hips firmly to the bed. He could hear you gasping and moaning, you were squirming against him as he dragged his tongue upwards to rub over your clit.

“Oh f-fuck!” you gasped, one of your hands gripping at the back of his head, the other gripping into one of his firearms.

While Adrian desperately wanted to see what you looked like right now, he was afraid he wouldn’t be able to do anything but fuck you if he dared even a glance at your face. The beautiful sounds you were making and the way you tasted made it hard enough as it was.

Deciding not to drag out foreplay, his lips and tongue went right to work on clit. Alternating between swirling his tongue around it and sucking, you were soon crying out loud enough he was glad you didn’t live in an apartment. He wouldn’t have wanted to gag you or muffle this in any way.

He kept a tight grip on you with one hand as he brought the other back down to between your legs. He wrapped his lips around your clit again, sucking roughly as he slid his middle finger inside of you. Your thighs shook around his head as you moaned, your inner walls soaked and offering no resistance to him. As he started fingering you, he slipped in a second finger and then curved them upwards ever so slightly to hit deep inside where you’re the most sensitive.

Between Adrian’s fingers thrusting against your g spot and his tongue dancing over your clit, it wasn’t long before you had clamped around his fingers, and you were writhing in his grip.

“Shit shit shit, fuck fuck fuck,” you cried as you came, your fingers digging into his scalp and his arm hard.

Adrian slowed his movements and pulled away from your clit when you started to twitch and whimper at his touch but continued to work his fingers in and out of you through your orgasm. At this point, he finally raised his head to take a good look at you, making your now limp hand slide down from the back of his head to his shoulder.

You were absolutely wrecked, with your back halfway arched off the bed towards the ceiling, head thrown back. Your chest with heaving with each breath you took, your hips still twitching against his grip. Adrian watched you, slowing down the thrusting of his fingers even more. As he slowed to a stop, you were finally settling back on the bed, and he could see your face again. When he slid his fingers out of you, you whimpered softly and bit your lip. You didn’t want him to stop, but Adrian had other things in mind now.

As soon as he removed his hands from you, he started to work on getting out of his remaining clothing. You opened your eyes, your lust blown gaze meeting his for a moment before you quickly scooted backwards up the bed until you could reach into your nightstand. Right as a now naked Adrian was climbing back on top of you, you grabbed a condom out of the box you always kept handy. Sitting back on his knees, Adrian took it from you and quickly rolled it onto his hard length before getting into position between your legs.

As he started to lean back down over you, he paused before sitting back on his heels again. Swooping an arm under one of your legs, he gently lifted it over his shoulder. This made him have to reposition himself, but now he had a better angle. Adrian grasped the shaft of his cock in his hand and teased the head right at your entrance before pressing into you.

You threw your head back in a scream of pleasure. He could feel your walls clenching around him as he let your body get used to him. He slowly slid into you until he bottomed out. After he felt you start to relax around him, Adrian leaned his body over yours, one hand on the pillow next to your head to hold himself up. He began with a slow, shallow thrusting of his hips and built up to a steady speed, hugging your leg tightly against his chest. From this angle, he could both could fuck you deeply and look into your eyes while he did it. Granted, you weren’t always keeping your eyes open, but the steady stream of those beautiful sounds leaving your lips made up for that.

When you started to arch your hips upwards towards his, Adrian stopped briefly to sit back on his heels. He pulled you with him by your hips, both keep himself inside you and to pull your ass up higher up on his thighs, tilting them up higher. Holding your leg to his chest once again, he pulled his hips back slightly before leaning back over you, sinking his cock back into you with a firm thrust.

You cried out and Adrian groaned deeply at the same time as he felt himself bottom out inside you to his full limit now. Your cunt twitched around him, having to adjust again to that extra bit of depth moving your hips closer gave him. Once he felt you relax again, he resumed his slow, steady pace. He slid all but the head of his cock out of you, then right back in, picking up speed as your moans grew louder.

Quite suddenly, a mood overtook Adrian, and he acted on a sudden impulse before he could think too much about it.

Adrian slid his hand down from where it had been gripping your thigh to rest around your throat.

“Tell me that you’re mine,” he grunted harshly, slowing his thrusts to let you speak.

Your eyes fluttered open from halfway closed, gazing up at him with a slightly confused, fucked out expression.

“W-what?” you asked softly through your moans.

Adrian added a little bit of pressure to his fingers, pressing them very slightly into the sides of your throat. It wasn’t enough to hurt, but it was just enough to give you a slight tingling feeling at the top of your head as the blood to your brain was temporarily slowed. He waited a second before letting up to really let a bit of lightheadedness set in, then let go right as he thrust into you with his hardest thrust yet. You gasped and cried out loudly, one hand coming up to grip at his forearm.

As soon as you gripped onto his arm, Adrian paused everything, even his thrusting. He wasn’t sure if you were about to push his hand away or not, and so he gave you the opportunity if that’s what you were intending.

Instead of pushing him away though, you tilted your head back further and your hand slid down to cover his. He relaxed to let you guide him to a better position around your throat. Adrian applied a little bit of pressure to it again, testing this new position. This time he didn’t thrust, just held himself in you and watched your reaction. Your lips parted slightly in a soft gasp; your eyes fluttered shut. Now that he was holding still, Adrian could feel you tighten around his cock when he squeezed down on your throat.

Definitely something to remember for later, he noticed as he released his hold again.

Adrian waited until you opened your eyes and looked up at him before repeating his statement.

“Tell me,” he said, pausing to apply pressure on your throat for emphasis then quickly released it once you clenched around him again. “That you are mine.”

The soft gasps and whimpers that left your lips every time he squeezed your throat made him shiver, and this time was no exception. A tremble of your own ran through your body at that point, he could feel your legs shaking as you squeezed your eyes shut. Deep inside you, he could feel how close you to your orgasm you were. You tightened around him again but didn’t relax afterwards this time.

Finally, after a moment, you opened your eyes and gazed up into his.

“I’m yours, Adrian,” you said, voice quiet but with a needy twinge.

No sooner had the words left your lips and Adrian’s were on yours in a bruising kiss. He let your leg slide down from his shoulder to around his waist before slamming his cock into you. He rocked his hard length into you deep and hard, making you scream his name and clutch onto him. Adrian could feel your nails digging into his back, which only spurred him on and made him go faster.

“Cum for me,” he panted, feeling your cunt spasm around him as he spoke. “F-fuck, that’s it, cum.”

Right after the words left his mouth, you threw your head back in a scream. Adrian groaned deeply as you clamped down around his cock. He tried to fuck you through your orgasm, he really did, but was soon over the edge himself. Without thinking about what he was doing, his teeth latched onto your shoulder as he came, making you cry out and tighten even more around him as his balls unloaded into the condom.

It took a moment before you were both still, his body and yours twitching and shaking with the intensity of your orgasms. It was a few moments before either of you could move, but finally Adrian slid out of you and shifted so he was lying next to you. Despite moving, neither of you let go of one another, arms wrapped tightly around each other as if afraid one of you would jump up and run. Clearly neither of you wanted that.

After a while, once you both had the chance to settle down and rest, you looked up at him.

“I’m still curious,” you said, as Adrian traced designs on your shoulder with his fingertips. “What exactly did Chris say?”

Thankfully, you were both just odd enough in the head that the timing of this question wasn’t weird.

Adrian explained everything that happened from the time he left your house earlier to when he came back, sparing no detail, no matter how insignificant.

When he was done, he looked down at you to find you were looking at him with an expression of confusion similar to the one you had after the explained everything to you earlier.

“Rewind a sec,” you said, holding up a finger again like you were interrupting him. “Chris had you ask me out to get us together, not me and him?”

“Right,” Adrian said, burrowing closer to you, if that was even possible.

“Okay, that does make a lot more sense,” you said, but then you buried your face in Adrian’s chest and groaned in dismay.

“Hey, what’s wrong?” he asked, alarmed. “Are you okay? Did I hurt you?”

“No no, nothing like that,” you said, looking back up at him with an exaggerated look of dismay on your face. “I just realized, this part may be over, but now I get to put up with lots of weird ideas by the two of you.”

“How do you mean?” Adrian asked, confused. “We won’t be hanging out with him anymore to get the two of you together.”

“Yeah, but like Chris said,” you said. “you always want whoever you’re dating to be friends with him too, so we’re going to be hanging out a lot with him regardless of the intention.”

Adrian had to hand it to both you and Chris. The two of you had him pegged.

And that’s why he thought of you both as his two best friends.

#adrian chase #vigilante #adrian chase fanfiction #adrian chase smut #adrian chase x y/n #adrian chase x you #adrian chase x reader #vigilante fanfiction #vigilante smut #vigilante x y/n #vigilante x you #vigilante x reader

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radvimes · 1 month

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As long as I'm venting about Phinabella, here's a couple more thoughts:

I appreciate that Dan and Swampy and co. took the time to give us the Phinabella moments that they did in the season 4 specials, particularly AYA. They didn't have to, especially given that they had to know that not every fan would be happy with the results. I tip my hat to them for going there anyway, and the kiss at the end of AYA really was wonderful.

Having said that, the rest of my thoughts may be a tad less complimentary.

Phineas and Isabella deserve a quirky love song (or even just best friend song) duet where they get to be happy. As affecting as What Might Have Been was, it was so depressing! It was a whole meta duet about how they had both squandered their teenage years by not focusing on each other enough and not telling each other directly how they felt sooner. It hurt so much to hear and see, and frankly doesn't fit their characters. Particularly the part where Phineas sings about his summers being misspent, while we watch him focus on gadgets instead of on Isabella. This had the feel of the jerk boy who focuses on video games instead of his girlfriend, when in actuality, every one of his inventions was created to help or entertain his friends and family, especially Isabella herself!

What if they had a duet where they explain to each other how much they mean to each other, and talk about all the things they have done for each other over the years, revealing the love they had tried to show through action, that wasn't recognized at the time? What if that happened in the context of wondering why Phineas has the emotional bravery badge?

If AYA stays canon, something like the fic Pairing Up Time is the retcon Phineas and Isabella deserve. Also if they are doomed to not figure out their relationship on their own, if someone has to meddle, plenty of fics out there demonstrate quite compellingly that Ferb or Buford or even Candace would be excellent choices for who should be the catalyst in making Phinabella reality. Not Baljeet. Not in an offhand comment. Not like that.

I love the idea of Phineas and Isabella both confiding in Candace and turning to her for advice as they grow up. I love the idea of Ferb being both of their ultimate wingman and agent of chaos/man of action as he gets tired of their emotional flailing, such as in the fic "this is about a girl, isn't it?" I like the idea of Isabella confiding in Buford, and him providing tough yet tender counsel and perspective. Any of these 3 characters would provide a much more compelling and meaningful catalyst than Baljeet did in AYA.

With what I'm describing above, I feel like this could be turned into something of a slow burn story, and it would be wonderful. I know this is incredibly unlikely to happen, but would anyone else watch a spinoff show or miniseries just following these kids growing up? I'm imagining something in the vein of Boy Meets World. I would watch the heck out of that series!

#isabella garcia shapiro #phinabella #phineas x isabella #phineabella #pnf #phineas and isabella #phineas and ferb #phineas flynn

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purplenimsicle · 2 years

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Poor Saifahs gotta listen to another man complain about his boy problem. 😂

#love in the air #love in the air the series #love in the air series #payurain #payu x rain #rain x payu #rainpayu #sky x prapai #prapai x sky #prapaisky #skyprapai #saifah #love in the air ep8 #ultimate wingman i think yes #never judges #always gives good advice

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thescrumptiousstuffs · 8 months

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Dangerous Romance, Episode 4

In which the directors (and scriptwriters) want us to know Kanghan and Sailom belongs together cause what’s a windmill without the wind?

Well…this is the episode where Kanghan starts to grow up and learn that for every action, there is a consequence. We see him realising his previous mean-spirited actions meant Sailom has no other job apart from tutoring him. And even that is precarious with Kanghan only half-heartedly committed to the tutoring sessions (there is no doubt both of them are friends now but Kanghan still dismissed Sailom when the VR set arrived)… until grandma gives an ultimatum, whereby Kanghan must pass all his midterms or otherwise Sailom loses his tutoring job. And that makes Kanghan panics, cause he likes hanging out with Sailom (but him being a dork, thinks the only way Sailom will spend time with him is if the latter is getting paid for the tutoring sessions). Cue some cute montage of the boys becoming closer and closer during tutoring sessions(🥹🥹🥹…and such sweet scenes - also, kudos to Kanghan flirting with Sailom by using the Kanghan/windmill and Sailom/wind analogy, but heh, Sailom walked into that one 😂)

But despite Kanghan truly showing a significant improvement across his academic scores, he still failed one subject. Cue sad montage of them spending time alone and being absolutely miserable without each other, pining from afar (boys, there is no harm just hanging out without studying/tutoring you know??? 😫😩 it’s like they think they are Romeo and Juliet or something)

And with Sailom’s financial situation becoming worse - his brother’s twisted ankle (is it just me? But I think Saifah is doing some shady businesses with these old ladies he is looking after..like, I’m sorry, but I genuinely worry Saifah is maybe skimming some money from these oldies….the way he kept saying “auntie so and so gave me an extra 1000 baht for medical or auntie X gave me this shoes etc etc.”). Plus no more side jobs - be it tutoring or the car wash, Sailom reluctantly takes a job as an escort under Name (and if that’s not an ominous sign of what to come, cause we know from the trailer Sailom will be doing more of this escort business…)

Ultimately, Kanghan and Pimfah caught Sailom when he is out in his job as an escort. And while it truly looked just an outing, I guess there is always a threat that it could escalate to more. This prompted Pimfah to ask Sailom as a tutor (but both Kanghan and Sailom can see she asked him so that the latter doesn’t need to do any more escorting)

We ended with Kanghan persuading grandma to hire Sailom as a tutor again - “It must be Sailom. After all, what’s a windmill without the wind.” Grandma being the best wingman (ahem, I mean woman) ever told Sailom that for Kanghan to receive the best tutoring possible, he must move in and live with them in their mansion.

(seriously, by the end of this episode with the rain, windmill umbrella and both boys waiting it out in the rain, followed by the absolute domestic scenes of them fooling around and chasing in Kanghan’s garden, I almost believe we are in a fairy tale and these 2 are in their happily ever after era - but we are not even halfway there 🫣)

I know some people don’t like this series. But I personally like Perth and Chimon in this. They have an easy chemistry and as actors, both of them are good at micro expressions - they always make be belief in whatever they are acting out (be it Kanghan/Sailom pining from afar to both of them slowly but surely falling in love with each other) - so, I’m rooting for them, and I can’t wait to see how their relationship developed further (also, they were my favourite pairing in NVLM 🫣)

09/09/2023

#dangerous romance #episode 4 #perth tanapon #chimon wachirawit #kanghansailom #gmmtv series #thai bl #view benyapa #aj chayapol #pawin kulkaranyawich #euro thanaset #marc pahun

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The Top Gun Masterlist

- WARNING - please understand that some of my stories contain, gore, smut and other adult topic. Minors are severally banned of my blog.

Jake "Hangman" Seresin

Haze and Hangman

Summary: Y/N has always got broken by the person she goes back to. Driving up to her wingman's house every time might sound crazy but the both of them are stuck in that haze…

Pretty like a crime series

Summary: Cobra is finally back on the agency and is finally back in the job. With Kai at home she has to jumble being a mother and a agent. She's sent to her first U.C mission but never thought that she would meet a blonde, green eyed Texan...

Loves Revolution (Ft. Bradley Bradshaw) ON HOLD

Summary: Bradley, Jake and Maddie have been friends for many years ongoing. Bradley from Cork and Jake and Madison from the troubled Dublin, have been close for life. Now fighting in the 1916 Easter rising and the ongoing history to the Treaty and the independence of Ireland their story lives on...

Short Love Summary: The is about widowed father Bradley Bradshaw who enlists his brother-in-law Jake Seresin and childhood best friend Robert Floyd to help raise his three daughters, eldest Donna Jo Margaret (D.J for short), middle child Stephanie and youngest Michelle in his San Diego home.

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Summary: Brothers' Best Friend Series! Follow along as these characters navigate the treacherous waters of love, loyalty, and desire, all while facing the ultimate taboo: falling for your sibling's best friend. From heart-pounding moments to steamy encounters, this series is a rollercoaster of emotions that will keep you hooked until the very end. Brace yourself for intense romantic tension, sizzling chemistry, and enough drama to keep you guessing. Are you ready to embark on this captivating journey?

Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw

Loves Revolution (Ft. Jake Seresin) ON HOLD

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Twist My Heart - Ch. 5

Bradley “Rooster” Bradshaw x Jake “Hangman” Seresin

- A TG:M Twister AU -

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Ch. 5 Warnings: Explicit 18+ NSFW sexual content; language; idiots in love

Bradley tries to tell himself nothing changes. But really… everything changes.

Bradley slung his duffel bag over his shoulder, glancing across the parking lot through his aviators. The Dagger Labs team members scurried around, loading up the mobile lab equipment and getting ready to deploy across the state. Another promising weekend of supercell activity was forecasted and none of them wanted to miss a single moment.

The Dagger 1 SUV sat just ahead and Bradley strolled up to the passenger door, frowning as he found the door locked. Glancing around, he couldn’t immediately locate Jake with the key, but the vehicle has never been locked before.

“Not today, Rooster.” Javy’s voice sounded over his shoulder, and he turned with a confused look. The SUV key fob twirled on a keyring around Javy’s finger as he approached the vehicle.

Bradley cocked his head towards the door. “Come on, unlock it. Or we’ll fall behind.”

Javy shook his head. “You’re riding with Fanboy this time around - I’ve got the key and I choose my own wingman.”

Bradley’s brow pinched above his sunglasses. “That’s not what the sheet says.”

“Sheets can change.” Javy answered with a vague shrug. “Better get a move on if you don’t want to fall behind.”

It was quite possibly the stupidest thing that Bradley’s heard in his professional days. Like, seriously, he couldn’t even ride in the same car as Jake? He glanced around, searching for the man in question but he came up empty.

A horn honked across the parking lot. “Yo, Rooster!” Fanboy hollered eagerly. “Hop to, buddy! Those storms won’t wait.”

Javy stood his ground, arching a brow that dared Bradley to challenge him. But Bradley just stood there, too stunned to make a scene as his mouth went dry and a pang of shame stabbed him in the chest. Especially as he glimpsed Jake finally exiting the lab building, eyes shield behind sunglasses that betrayed nothing. If Jake saw anything about Bradley’s ultimate walk of shame over to Fanboy in Dagger 3, nothing about his expression changed as Javy unlocked Dagger 1 and they both disappeared into the SUV’s interior.

It had been an age since Bradley last rode with Fanboy, but he learned more about Star Trek than he ever cared to know.

The memory still stings. The petty rejection still constricts his chest. The obvious dismissal still rankles his nerves. But Jake proves to be the master of indifference and distance, and Bradley can’t even get close to him.

So, Bradley broods works. He hides sits behind his computer. He dwells thinks. And he fails tries to make progress on his tornadic behavior model. At least, the data starts to align and corroborate the theory behind it. He digs into all facets of the atmospheric model to confirm the code streams and inputs until his eyes turn dry and itchy. His stomach rumbles with hunger and maybe he should stop. Or maybe he should…

The squeak of office chair wheels jarred Bradley’s attention. He didn’t know how late it was but he vaguely remembered it was Sunday afternoon. Or at least… it used to be afternoon. He blinked up from his computer screen, stomach sinking to see Mav’s gentle smile as he rolled a chair up to Bradley’s desk. He dropped to sit, heavy concern lurking behind his casual expression. Bradley just resisted the urge to sigh, instead cocking his head with impatience.

The corner of Mav’s mouth lifted higher. “You know, you are so much like your dad in so many ways.”

“Yeah,” Bradley said, voice rough from recent disuse. “So you’ve told me before.”

“Except when you get like this.” Mav continued, eyes softening with memory. “See, Goose - he… if something bothered him or if I did something stupid that he didn’t like, he let me hear about it. Every time. One time, he even asked if I had the phone number for a truck driving school because he was so sure I’d get us fired from our first job before we started this place…” he trailed off for the space of a breath, shaking his head gently. “He never let problems fester, he never bottled them up - he faced them straight on. And your mom was the same way - she never had tolerance for sulky bullshit, either; so I have no idea where you get it from. So, come on,” he nudged Bradley’s foot with supportive encouragement. “What’s going on?”

Too many words crawled up Bradley’s throat to make sense of. How could he possibly confess his impossible love for a man who ignored and dismissed him at every turn? How could he possibly confess that he was the one who made said man ignore and dismiss him at every turn? It was completely a mess of Bradley’s own making, and the last thing he needed was any of Mav’s supposed advice on romance. Wetting his top lip, he shook his head. “It’s nothing serious,” he replied, hoping his tone sounded casual enough. “Just a funk, you know… trying to get this behavior model to work on top of the busy field work.”

“You’ve been balancing the development of this model and the field work for some time now without any issues, Brad.” Mav’s tender tone pierced him to the core as his childhood nickname echoed in his ears. “I don’t think that’s really it.” The chair creaked as Mav leaned back, casting a glance over at the adjacent, empty workstation. “Did Hangman do something? Or did you do something?”

Bradley’s eyes widened as he stiffened. “No… why? Did Javy say something?”

“Javy?” Mav’s eyebrows climbed to his hairline. “Is he involved in this, too? I mean, I’m hardly one to talk about a couple, but a throuple…? Not that there’s anything wrong-”

“Oh, fuck’s sake,” Bradley cut him off, cheeks burning. “There’s definitely no throuple, and certainly no couple.”

“But there could be.” Mav shrugged a shoulder. “Why not, right? There could be whatever you want - if you face it straight on and don’t let it fester.”

Bradley’s throat tightened. “That doesn’t… it won’t….” his gaze strayed to Jake’s desk without permission. “He doesn’t…”

“How do you know? Mav asked softly. “Have you asked him?”

Despite himself, Bradley slowly shook his head. “No… somehow, I don’t think he’d answer me.”

“You’d probably be surprised. And if he doesn’t answer you in the way that you want, well… that’s still an answer. It’s still something that could pull you out of the slump you’ve fallen into.”

“Yeah, sure - and into a different slump.”

“Then, let’s call it closure,” Mav said gently. “Otherwise, you sit around here thinking for too long, then one day, you’ll look up… and he’ll be gone.”

“That's what he wants,” Bradley heard himself say, ripping his gaze away from Jake’s desk. “He doesn’t want to be tied down.”

“Or maybe he’s just waiting for you to give him a reason.”

Bradley scoffed. “You can’t possibly know that.”

“No,” Mav agreed, eyes twinkling with sudden mischief. “But there’s only one way for you to find out.”

He presses the heels of his hands to his eyes as if to squash the memory. The words have nagged at him for the last week, and maybe there’s some wisdom there worth heeding… but it doesn’t matter if he can’t get Jake alone to talk.

After all, the hope of anything with Jake is a fool’s hope. Bradley’s known that from the first minute Jake waltzed into the lab with his dazzlingly brilliant smile, sun-kissed skin, and grass-green eyes gleaming with dangerous red flags. And still Bradley let the man get under his skin, burrow in his chest, and take root in his heart. Maybe he’s just more of a glutton for punishment than he wants to admit.

But so long as there’s storms in the sky and tornadoes to chase, then maybe that will be enough.

He turns back to his computer screen with a sigh, deciding to call it a night. His watch reads 11:01 PM, after all, and it shouldn’t be a problem to find a place for a drink on a Saturday night. It takes the software a few minutes to shut down and he gives his inbox a final once over before the hiss of the door’s hydraulic hinge catches his attention.

His stomach sinks to his feet as Jake pushes through the door, arms laden with a box of gear. He darts a cool glance over at Bradley but otherwise says nothing as he threads around the workstations towards his own. The longer Bradley watches him, the more his heart starts to race and a shiver of anticipation runs up his spine. Mav’s words echo in his head, but is this truly the right moment?

He doesn’t care if he’s staring as Jake drops the box to his desktop. “Did you just get back?” He asks softly.

“Obviously so.” Jake answers without looking over. “Flat tire outside Wakita, small town shop… you know how it goes.”

Bradley nods. “In that case, I’m surprised you’re back already.”

Jake shrugs a disinterested shoulder. “Got lucky this time, s’all.”

A beat of silence passes as Bradley’s tongue grows heavy. He debates the wisdom of his next words, rubbing a hand along the back of his neck. “Are you heading home? I was just about to leave and grab a drink, you know, if you… want…”

Jake turns to face him, pinning him in place with his sharp eyes. Something infinitely tired lurks in those green depths, as well as something that Bradley can’t place - but it’s something that makes him want to wrap Jake in his arms and never let go. Jake sighs sharply. “Look, Bradley…”

Bradley.

The word drops like lead in Bradley’s stomach as his heart stops, waiting on bated breath as Jake sighs again before continuing. “Look, you don’t owe me anything, okay? No apology, no explanation, no amends. I get it, alright?”

Bradley’s brow furrows, gaze pinching with confusion. “What? What… do you get?”

Jake huffs an incredulous breath. “You’re really going to make me fucking say it?” He shakes his head with a scoff. “You fucking turn me down, and then you expect me to fucking explain how you don’t want me?”

“What?” Bradley pushes to his feet, stunned. “For fuck’s sake, that’s not it at all.”

Jake crosses his arms defensively against his chest. “Well, you’ve been pretty clear about your intentions… or lack thereof. And if you’re wallowing in some gay self-identity experimentation crisis, then I want no-”

“Just shut up, Jake, please.” Bradley’s heart breaks as he watches Jake freeze. A flash of vulnerability sparks in those lovely green eyes, and Bradley’s legs move without his brain’s permission. The intoxicating, familiar notes of Jake’s day-worn cologne reach his nose, and Bradley abandons his brain altogether to trust his heart. “Jake…” he starts softly with a trembling breath. “I knew my preferences and who I was long before you walked through that door and stole my heart.” A hot flush burns his cheeks as the corner of his mouth lifts. “You’ve had it for years whether or not you wanted it… and that’s what I was never sure of.”

Jake stares back at him, blinking in quick succession and tiling his head as if his whole fundamental understanding of Bradley has shifted.

And maybe it has. Or maybe… Bradley hopes it has. His heart hammers against his rib cage as he works a swallow down his dry throat. “See, if I’d kissed you that morning… or any other morning,” Bradley continues, his voice thready as he drowns in Jake’s eyes. “Once would never be enough for me. But if once was enough for you… then, I don’t think I-”

His words die against the sudden press of Jake’s mouth. He’s caught off guard for only a millisecond before he returns the fierce kiss, leaving Jake no room to doubt the truth of his words. The warm, soft touch of Jake’s smooth lips shoots sparks down his spine and makes his heart soar. His mouth falls open, drawing a desperate breath and inhaling everything about Jake Seresin that clouds his senses. His head swims as they heave for breath together, overwhelmed by the powerful revelation of the moment.

“Just shut up, Bradley,” Jake rasps against his lips before tilting his head to nuzzle Bradley’s nose. “It’s taken you long enough to get here as it is.”

A stupid grin curls Bradley’s mouth as he raises a hand to cup Jake’s jaw, holding him close. “You weren’t exactly helping.”

“Wasn’t sure what you wanted.” Jake leans into his touch, sighing as Bradley’s thumb caresses his cheek. “Wanted you to get off that perch… but needed you to stop thinkin’ so much, first.”

Bradley guides Jake’s mouth back to his, pouring out long pent-up affection. The indulgent kiss moves slowly, with heart-wrenching tenderness as they bask in each other, in the shared recognition of their hearts’ desires. Heat sings in Bradley’s blood, stoked higher as their tongues brush and a moan pitches in Jake’s throat.

Bradley wraps an arm around Jake’s waist, drawing him in. “Can’t guarantee you won’t still have to help me with that,” Bradley breathes, brushing his mustache along Jake’s upper lip and delighting in his answering shiver. “God, I want to take you home,” he murmurs, sliding his hand from Jake’s jaw to the fine hairs on his neck. “Want you in my bed. Want to take you apart, want to learn everything about you.”

Jake pulls back, angling his head just enough to meet Bradley’s gaze. His skin holds an endearing flush, and his beautiful green eyes are blown to thin rings around hungry black pools. He searches Bradley’s eyes in return, and something softens on his face, tempering the desire in his eyes with the conviction of a decision made. “You know, Wheel of Fortune was Mom’s favorite show. Especially towards the end.” A visible swallow works the muscles of his throat. “But even before that, the local station played it everyday for an hour right about the time I got home from school. It was the only time Mom and I had together when my dad wasn’t… well, wasn’t making trouble of one kind or another.”

The gravity of the words stun him. Bradley’s heart sticks in his throat as his brain races to catch up. Every part of him believes it’s true - and no wonder Hangman is so good at Hangman if he’s watched so much of that show. But why hasn’t he just left Bradley guessing? Maybe it’s an olive branch. Or maybe it’s a sign of his genuine affection. Either way, Bradley can’t hold back a fond smile as he swipes his thumb in a tender line against the back of Jake’s neck. “And here I was hoping to guess it with at least a one-in-five record.” He replies, leaning in to press a featherlight kiss to the tip of Jake’s nose. “Why are you telling me?”

Jake’s eyes glitter with his trademark cocky mischief. “I told you that I had every intention of winning, didn’t I?”

Bradley groans, channeling a stab of long-familiar frustration into his simmering arousal, and surging forward to claim Jake’s mouth in a bruising kiss. Jake grins triumphantly into the embrace, purring like the cat who got the cream as Bradley licks into his mouth and threads his fingers into soft, blonde locks. He gives a gentle tug, and the groan that rumbles in Jake’s chest sets him ablaze. He draws back as they gasp for breath, resting their foreheads together. “You’re going to send me to an early grave, aren’t you?”

The affectionate curl of Jake’s mouth fills his vision. “But what a way to go, darlin’.”

Bradley drifts awake, blinking against the bright glow of dawn. A lethargic satisfaction lingers in his muscles as he shifts an arm against the mattress to glance at his wristwatch.

9:56 AM

“If you yawn just once,” Jake teased, dragging his tongue down from Bradley’s navel. “Then, I will just put you to bed without putting you through the bed first.”

Bradley shook his head against the pillow, trailing a hand across Jake’s shoulder. “Hardly my fault that you’ve kept me up past my bedti-” The word died on a gasp as the heat of Jake’s mouth descended, enveloping the hard length of his cock as Jake’s fingers twisted deep inside of him. “Just don’t - oh, fuck - just don’t mistake gasping for yawning…”

Jake hummed before adding a third finger and Bradley’s back arched off the bed at the rush of pleasure as they brushed his white-hot nerve.

A drowsy, lovesick grin teases Bradley’s lips as he turns his head against the pillow, amused at the sight of his bedmate. Jake’s blonde hair sticks up and out in every direction as he sleeps, still curled in the bedsheet. The morning light catches in the broad, bronzed muscles of his shoulders and chest, and god… maybe it’s creepy, but Bradley can’t stop staring. Or smiling.

Because he did it. He finally took that leap, made that plunge… didn’t let it fester, as Mav had said. And already, he can already picture his godfather’s shit-eating grin when Bradley delivers the news that he and Jake have, in fact, sorted out their shit.

But not yet. In fact, Bradley intends to keep Jake all to himself for as long as possible. He shifts against the mattress, tucking closer to Jake and sneaks an arm behind the pillow. Angling his hand, his fingers skim through the mussed blonde hair and his heart relaxes as if relieved to confirm that Jake isn’t some figment of his imagination. Though, the pleasant ache between his legs is all the confirmation he needs of that.

As is his burgeoning erection as Jake groans and leans into the caress of his fingers. Those sharp green eyes open, undimmed by the late night or the fog of sleep, as he sees only Bradley. The quiet intimacy stretches between them, and maybe it should be awkward… but it’s the most comfortable Bradley has ever felt with a partner.

Jake blinks lazily. “You got a thing for my hair, Roo?”

The nickname warms Bradley’s heart. “Your sex-mussed bedhead is just too adorable, I’m afraid.”

“Pfft, adorable.” Jake scoffs, more amused than offended. “That’s not the word a grown man wants to hear.”

“Better get used to it.” Bradley trails his fingers down along Jake’s temple, teasing the blonde locks back and grazing the shell of Jake’s ear. A soft sigh passes Jake’s lips as a shiver works along his skin, and Bradley’s blood heats with tender affection. “Because you are adorable - hell, you’re practically purring.”

Despite their naked states of undress beneath the bedsheets and the intimacy shared last night, a spark of vulnerability ignites in Jake’s eyes. He regards Bradley for a long second, teasing his bottom lip in a moment of indecision. It reminds Bradley of the same look from the lab last night - just before Jake shared the story about his mom and his childhood. And perhaps… perhaps that’s the biggest sign of Jake’s affection - his trust.

“Well, you just…” Jake pauses and pinches his mouth shut as if he might regret his words before he eventually lets himself continue. “You look at me like I count for something, you know? And there just, uh… just hasn’t been a lot of that in my life.”

Bradley blinks as the gravity of Jake’s words sets in. He brings his other hand to cup Jake’s jaw as he shuffles to Jake’s pillow, pressing their foreheads together. “You count for everything, Jake Seresin. Don’t you ever doubt it.” He holds Jake close as if to physically transfer the idea to Jake’s mind. “And if anyone else has ever made you think differently, then I guess I have my work cut out for me, because you deserve -”

Jake’s mouth surges against his with firm conviction. And yes, this is better. So much better to show Jake just how loved, desired, valued, wanted he is. They breathe into each other’s mouths as tongues tease and leisurely explore. Maybe on anyone else Bradley would balk at morning breath, but he’s too far gone to care as Jake’s hand trails down the ridges of his spine. Bradley moans as those strong hands find his hips, urging him closer and tugging the bedsheet out of the way.

Bradley’s body settles atop Jake’s, slotting into place like the puzzle piece long absent from his life. Even after last night, he can’t get enough of Jake’s glorious skin and he wastes no time to lavish affection down the strong neck muscles, loving Jake’s reaction as the hairs of his mustache tickle sensitive skin. Jake’s hips roll up against his and their heated embrace grows as their cocks slide together. Delicious need pools at the base of Bradley’s spine and he wants to make Jake feel so good, so loved, so… everything.

Because that’s exactly what he means to Bradley. And the realization makes his heart sing as he slides his mouth back to Jake’s, drowning in another delirious kiss.

Jake’s hand slides down, squeezing Bradley’s backside as he moans into Bradley’s mouth. “Want you… inside me this time, yeah?” He pulls back just enough, searching Bradley’s face. “What’d you say, hmm?”

Bradley goes dizzy as the last of his blood rushes from his brain to his already straining cock. It’s overwhelming how much Jake is offering him, and god, Bradley needs to breathe. He works a swallow down his dry throat. “Jake, you… you have no idea how much I would love that.” His hips rock down without permission, stirring a whimper high in Jake’s throat. “But only if you’re sure… you don’t - don’t do it just for me, okay? I’ll wait for you -”

“Well, what if I don’t want to wait?” Jake interrupts, nipping his bottom lip teasingly. “I’ve only let one other person do it, and I knew he wasn’t the real deal… but you? If you’re not careful, Roo - you’re the endgame.”

Bradley finds one of Jake’s hands and pins it down to the mattress, interlocking their fingers. He meets Jake’s mouth in another breathless, messy kiss as they melt together. “Like I said,” Bradley breathes, squeezing Jake’s hand. “You count for everything - and if I have to tell you that everyday for the rest of your life for you to believe it, then I will.”

Another whimper pitches in Jake’s throat as his fingers grip Bradley tight. The distance between them only grows just enough for Bradley to reach out for the bedside table. He can’t keep his eyes off Jake’s face or stop kissing the moans from his lips as Bradley works slick fingers inside of Jake, slowly teasing, slowly stretching tight muscles. He can’t keep silent as he sinks into the heat of Jake’s body, loving everything about the man stretched out beneath him. He can’t keep from rocking his hips in deep thrusts until they both see stars and tumble into euphoric oblivion entangled together.

Sweat clings to his skin as he pants heavily against Jake’s neck. The blonde beneath him groans with languid satisfaction as his hands relinquish their tight grip on Bradley’s shoulders. Secretly, he hopes for a bruise mark or two, and a latent curl of heat flares up his spine despite his soft cock slipping from Jake’s body.

Jake turns, nuzzling Bradley’s cheek. “So… rest of my life, huh?”

A momentary thought of regret lances through Bradley, because okay - perhaps it’s a heavy thing to say after just one night, but the sentiment behind it couldn’t be more genuine. Despite the intimate press of their bodies, an embarrassed flush comes to Bradley’s cheeks. “Only if you want,” he says with a lovesick grin that he’s unable to hide. “You know… if you’ll have me.”

A stupefied look brightens Jake’s beautifully flushed face - like he can’t believe his ears - and his gorgeous eyes wrinkle with a grateful, loving smile. “You so sure about that…?” He sighs with drunken contentment as he holds Bradley in a tight hug. “I mean, I steal bed sheets.”

Bradley presses the tip of their noses together. “I don’t get that cold.”

“And I still like Wheel of Fortune.”

Bradley smiles fondly. “I’ll learn your secret strategies.”

Jake’s eyes glitter with unrestrained happiness as they narrow with that familiar cocky, teasing edge. “And I’m an unapologetic Cowboys fan.”

An affectionate, unguarded laugh barks from Bradley’s chest. “The Eagles are way so much better, but I forgive you.”

“Careful now,” Jake taunts. “Them’s fighting words.”

“S’that so?” Bradley pecks his lips for a quick kiss before pressing another to the corner of Jake’s mouth. “And just how many Super Bowls have the Cowboys won in the last 20 years?”

Jake surges up, lunging at him, and Bradley goes willingly against the bed as they roll over. Jake slides against him, holding each other close as their hips reconnect and their mouths tangle together. Bradley sighs with unrestrained happiness as he runs his fingers through Jake’s hair. "You got a funny way of fighting."

"Only you, Roo." Jake breathes, eyes bright and beautiful. "Just you."

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Hello babe <3 If you don't already know, I am obsessed with your story the Love Shack! Since it has come to a beautiful close I figure it was time to pay my respects and let you know specifically why this story is so fantastic.

First of all let me start by saying, I was so entranced by this story and emotional over it that after reading the last chapter I ended up talking about it with my boyfriend for over an hour! He let me reccount the whole story in full detail while we ate dinner and let me tell you, he got invested!! At first he was just listening to be nice to me but it got to a point where when I would pause to scarf down food for a few minutes he would get so impatient for me to continue. He's just glaring at me like "Bitch, what did Neyomi do? You can't leave me hanging like that!" I thoroughly enjoyed it, so basically he too is a fan now.

Girl, the way I went into this series thinking "ooh this will be a nice steamy threesome" and then somehow ended up balling my eyes out with every chaper, ILLEGAL! You had me crying within the first few paragraphs of the last chapter. Just for some perspective I actually don't remember the last time I legitimately cried full on while reading. I was holding back sobs so my roomate wouldn't come check up on me. Needless to say, you had me in a chokehold, sis. And I'm living for it! This will definitely be one of my favorite stories to reread and I think about it very often.

I could go on and on about the specific reasons I feel that this story enraptured me, but here are just a few.

Your depiction of Neteyam is honest to Eywa one of my all time favorites! Not only do I feel like he is very representative of the canon character but also extremely captivating. One of the reasons I think Neteyam (and truly all Na'vi men) is so hot is becuase of the raw male power tha radiates off of him, and I mean in the best way possible. Like other Na'vi males he shows that he can be a provider and protector (which biologically does something to me so I can not be blamed for finding this appealing haha) while also holding himself with a confidence and sense of responsibility that only a true man can capture. You get so many reminders of this power in your writing, even just in the way you describe his attire. Things like his battle band and sheathed knife or bow all serve as visual reminders that Neteyam is a respectable powerful and influential male that will someday be Olo'eyktan. And then to see him crumble and shake and quiver for Neyomi....that is so hot! I'm not sure if any of that made sense but basically, you nailed Neteyam. (not mad about the double meaning there haha).

Then there's Lo'ak who I have decided is the MVP in this story AND NO ONE CAN CHANGE MY MIND! He shows such a wonderful side of Lo'ak's character that doesn't often get displayed. He is still rebellious and free and a troublemaker, but deep down he loves his brother so much and isn't wiling to let Neteyam get in his own way of his happiness. Not only did the poor man have to witness Neyomi and Neteyam disregard his advice constantly while he suffered to watch but he straight up took a few punches in the face just to get Neteyam to work out his own shit. That is the fire I love about, Lo'ak. Consequences be damned, he will do what needs to be done. He is the ultimate wingman and I truly love him so much in this story. Without him let's face it, those two would have ended up miserable. He is the hero of this story and the main person that made me hold onto hope throughout each chapter.

Neyomi was also such a beautiful character. She is a perfect blend of independant and strong while still embracing her feminine side. I love seeing female characters like this because it shows that this duality exists and it's okay to embrace our own masculine and feminine traits within each of us. Sure she was stubborn as heck (and so was Neteyam of course) but she never completely surrendered herself to grief. She let herself cry and feel her emotions, but still tried to press forward with her life no matter how much her heart ached. I respect that.

What I'm trying to get at babe is that you have TALENT! Your storytelling completely transported me and I wish I could read the whole thing again for the first time. Please write a book or something because I would genuinly read an 800 page book if it meant you were the author. Thank you for all the time and efffort that you have put into your stories and into this community. I know how long projects like these take and I really do appreciate you putting the work in. I hope you have fabulous day! Thanks for reading my very long ramble. Sending you many forehead kisses <3

Oh my goodness, @wheneclipsefalls THANK YOU for your amazing message! I can't believe you got your boyfriend invested in 'The Love Shack'! Your storytelling skills must be A+++ if you recounted it all to him & it kept his interest! 🤣 My husband sighs every time I start talking about Avatar lol!

GURLLL, we all go crazy for a big, strong man who has a good balance of dominance and tenderness... I'm glad you like my portrayal of an adult Neteyam. 😁 I try to keep my characters as well-balanced & as true to canon as I feel they should be. As for my OCs, I always create a little mindmap of them and what their personalities/characteristics are before I start writing. It's like I need to bring life to them that way first. I wanted Neyomi to have a good balance of hard and soft, if that makes sense (I feel like I always write my female leads this way, in different ways), so I'm happy if you feel I've nailed this. I seem to have an inability to write quick drabbles (you may have noticed lol), so the result is usually fleshed out characters and fleshed out plots. 😛 Lo'ak is absolutely MVP #1 in 'The Love Shack'. I often see Neteyam being touted as the 'bestest big bro ever', which I completely agree with. I wanted to portray a more mature Lo'ak who loves & appreciates his big bro, so I thought what better way to do this than to have him repay the favour and look out for Neteyam. 🥰

You want me to write a book?? 🥹 I'm so flattered. I kind of did, in a way. My first Neteyam story 'Violet Eyes' is 20 chapters and 150k words. I always promote this work because it's my proudest achievement to date. It's a real unpredictable rollercoaster with a completely original narrative. Give it a try if you haven't & I hope you love it too.

Honestly, thank you for taking the time to leave me your message. This past 10 months has been full of creative fulfilment writing for the ATWOW fandom. All my works are in my masterlist. It is always such a JOY to hear from readers who have been moved by my work. You have absolutely made my day, my lovely. 😘😘😘 Thank you, THANK YOU so much for your support. A thousand forehead kisses back at ya. xx

#annalise asks #so many feelings right now #thank you readers #thank you my dearest

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