#ummm sorry for party rocking

[sweaty-confetti]

thinking about how aziraphale is so much more An Angel in every sense than all of the others. angels are not meant to be cold, sterile beings with icy eyes and glaring white clothes, rigorous orders to be followed and eternal preparation for a war. angels are supposed to be full of love, not superficial love from afar, but deep love for the simple nature of the earth. they are supposed to be full of light, not the glaring and acrid LEDs of heaven, but the mellow and bright warmth of a sunny river. they are meant to indulge in pleasure. what is more angelic than pleasure? what is more holy than pleasure? if one’s body is a sacred temple, keeping it spotless and untouched and barred from any connection is not taking care of it. that is isolation. the act of giving oneself pleasure, indulging in things that make you feel good, that is how you keep the temple of your body nourished. that is holy. and this is why aziraphale is truly more of an angel than the rest can claim to be. dancing and eating good food and talking and wearing nice clothes and reading books and having a drink, whatever it is, he knows. he knows the nature of pleasure to be holy, and he knows that it can never be wrong. he is so close to humanity, he is so close to god. he is The Angel.

#emo moss talks #ummm sorry for party rocking #aziraphale #good omens #az fell #azirafell #hedonism #? #not really LMFAOO #religion #religious themes

[fullerthanskippy]

professor hawk fanfic ???

Ahhhh I'm just gonna do it ok here's a sneak peek of a fic I'm writing about Hawk and Tim!!!! I keep thinking about it and I need to post it somewhere to hold myself accountable.

It's AU modern day professor Hawk & student Tim, parallel timelines from 10 years ago to today. It will eventually contain very, very explicit content. Ok here's the preview:

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Tim stepped out of the large glass double doors onto the stone staircase, descending into the back yard. A garden party, he thought. WHO could have pictured him here? Dressed in a three-piece suit on a Saturday afternoon, ready to enjoy a manly something-or-other on the rocks with members of his Georgetown graduating class.

When Tim received the formal invitation in the mail, he wondered if it had been a mistake. While the envelope was addressed to one “Mr. Timothy Laughlin,” he was surprised at its contents

The Georgetown University Alumni Association  cordially invites you to celebrate the 10 year reunion  of the class of 2013.

It then listed details of date, time, and location which appeared to be someone’s home address just outside of D.C. Still, Tim was perplexed. He was a member of this graduation class, but weren’t these alumni things usually to raise money?

He had received letters over the past 10 years asking for donations to certain scholarships, fundraisers, and the occasional new building. He’d throw a check in the mail every here and there, $100 or what have you. He gave what he could, though he knew that was never the amount they were asking for or expecting of their alumni.

So now? There must be something huge they are raising money for to be including him in this mailing list. But on the rare occasion that he had the opportunity to dress up, he took it. Plus, he was curious to get eyes on some certain members of his class that might be in attendance. As well as certain professors. Perhaps one certain professor.

He stepped into the grass from the stone steps and took in the view. A gorgeous property, trees lining the yard just enough for privacy from neighbors, though the nearest ones were barely within eyesight. Tim scanned the beautiful green space for any familiar faces. His initial scan yielded no success but to find the refreshments.

In the far corner of the yard sat a large bar with a handful of unfamiliar faces loitering about. Tim sauntered over to the bar with absolutely no clue what to order. When he had been out with friends or the occasional, albeit rare date, he would just order whatever they ordered and sipped on it regardless of how awful it tasted.

To his misfortune, everyone standing and chatting around the bar already had a drink in their hand and it did not appear he could piggyback onto anyone else’s order. He smiled at the bartender who asked him what he’d like and while trying not to show his panic, eyes the alcohol selection behind the man in the waiter’s uniform.

“Ummm, hm,” Tim mumbled aloud. “I guess, well, I guess I’ll just have —“

“He’ll take a whiskey on the rocks. And make that two,” the man who spoke up held a bill between his pointer and ring finger and handed it over to the bartender, who nodded in appreciation and went to get the drinks. Tim vaguely recognized the man who gingerly removed his hand from Tim’s back and placed it back in his pocket. The man suddenly realized that Tim couldn’t place him.

“Oh, I’m sorry. Tim Laughlin, right?” The man asked. Tim nodded and wondered how to politely ask this man how they know each other. Luckily, he didn’t have to ask as the man continued, “Marcus, er, I guess you’d remember me as Professor Gaines???”

“Of course,” Tim smiled and extended his hand out, which Marcus shook with a firm grip. He hadn’t taken any of Professor Gaines' courses, but he had many acquaintances who did. Though, the real reason he remembered him was due to to his association with —

“Hawk!” Marcus called out from across the yard, raising his fresh glass of whiskey in the air to garner the other man’s attention.

Tim swallowed the lump in his throat. He did not think he would be in this situation so early in the garden party. He looked up and caught the bright blue eyes of the man he was both hoping and fearing he would see. Hawk’s eyes lit up at the sight of Tim just a few yards away. He had a surprised yet delighted look on his face as he approached Tim and Marcus, placing a hand on Marcus’ shoulder and coming to face Tim.

“Tim, you remember Professor Fuller, yes?” Marcus asked. And Christ, was that the understatement of the century. 

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#hawk and skippy #tim laughlin #hawk and tim #matt bomer #jonathan bailey #fellow travelers #hawk x skippy #hawkins fuller #marcus gaines #professorhawk

[desswright29]

SHAME PT.2

A/N: Welcome to the Official Chapter 1 for “Shame”. Thank you all so much for the love on my last post. Y’all had me hype to get this next part out. This Chapter is to show how everything got kicked off we the girls. Keep in mind Riri Williams does not exist in this universe. You are taking her place, so you and Shuri met the same way as Shuri and Riri. We’ve all seen Wakanda Forever no need to regurgitate the plot. That’s about all I got. I hope you guys enjoy this roller coaster I’m gonna take you on. This is gonna get wild! This is NOT a pretty Love story.

Taglist: @blacksapphhicmaddonna,@doramilaj233,@sleepynggafr,@oceean,@6-noir

Word count: 3,404

Warnings: Angst, Temptation to Cheat, Sexual Tension (That’s about it for this one)

Chapter 1: The day we started

Shuri felt like she was living in a nightmare. She sat breathing deeply to control her breathing. Left arm clutching her stomach, right hand gripping the fabric of her perfectly tailored suit right above her heart. She rocked back and forth. Okoye and Nakia haven given up on trying to get inside stood guard outside of the door. 

   ‘Deep breath in (inhale)

    Out (exhale)’

    Repeat

    Her breathing slowly stabilized

    ‘Ok you’ve got to get up Shuri. You can do           this’

Shuri slowly made her way to a stand. Her usual confident strut becoming more of a stumble toward the mirror. She looked at herself. Her Eyes were puffy and red, dried tears staining her cheeks. When Y/n left her 2 years ago she’d decided to shave her head it was a tradition in her culture to cut your hair when a death occurred. When her love left her it felt no different than death, so still to this day she just kept it low. She looked more mature, strikingly gorgeous, heads turned whenever she entered a room. Not just based off of her beauty alone, you had to pay attention to the way she moved. She walked, talked and dressed with a natural swagger like no other. With her sexy smirk and intense gaze. She oozed confidence that radiated a natural sex appeal. She never had to try. But there was one woman who could bring her to her knees.

Her Y/n. 

7 years earlier

“ I don’t understand what THE FUCK could possibly be more important than being here for me right now!! I just lost everyone Eve! And My girl has yet to show up for me! WHERE ARE YOU?! What’s going on?!”

Shuri paced in her lab fed up with her girlfriend of 4 yrs. The war with Talokan had ended. She’d lost her mother, taken up the mantle of the Black Panther, and was about to take on the throne. Yet, and still her girlfriend had yet to show up for her.

“Shuri, I want to be there for you and I’m doing everything I can to get there for coronation. But you know I can’t just up and leave my work!”

 “You’re telling me that traveling to exoctic places, going to parties and getting pictures taken of yourself is sooo fucking crucial that you can’t put a week aside to be here for your girlfriend!! Eve! You’re all I got baby! I need you here! I just need some sort of normalcy!”

“And I said I’m doing my fucking best Suri! Stop undermining what I do because I’m not a scientist! What I do is important too” 

Shuri scoffed “Are you kidding me right now. I’m sorry. I could honestly care less about that ikaka right now Eve. I said I need you here. Are you hearing me usana!” Shuri pleaded with her girlfriend. 

“I’m trying Shuri… I promise to see you soon”

“ You know what.. Fuck it. Whenever is best for you” Shuri ended the call. Nostrils flairing, pacing back and forth. Suddenly she starts knocking things off of her work station and lets out a frustrated yell. 

“Whoa.. ummm should I come back later? Or you wanna talk about it?” Y/n Y/l/n The beautiful/brilliant young American stood at the entrance of the lab. With her pretty brown skin, big bright brown eyes, her body was deliciously curvy, and her most unique feature was her naturally big curly blonde hair, she must’ve recently braided back into two neat cornrows. Shuri had thought she’d had colored extensions, as her hair was braided back into neat cornrows when she’d 1st arrived in Wakanda. After the war ended that night Shuri went to her quarters to check on her, she’d opened her door with her braides freshly taken out and her beautiful face was framed perfectly by a big beautiful blonde afro. She called her hair a birth defect. Shuri just thought she was a sight to behold. Her beauty could not be denied. But Shuri was very much in love with Eve (Who was also most definitely a looker).Looking never hurt anyone though.

“ Ms. Y/l/n I do apologize that you saw that. That was very unqueenly of me I guess.” Shuri sat down with a frustrated sigh. You chuckle walking over to straighten out her work station for her. “ I believe this is the least angry I’ve seen you since I’ve been here. No biggy though I did kind of sneak up on you. Griot usually announces me.” You take a good look at Shuri. She looks exhausted. Bags under her eyes. Hair a bit disheveled. Jawline sharper since the first time you met her. Definitely hasn’t been eating. Somehow still intimidatingly beautiful though. In her black compression shirt and black joggers hanging low on her hips and cool white and gold “ SNEAKers” ( Get it..cause you…. Nevermind lol) You could see just a sliver of her beautiful smooth skin, right above her v cut as her shirt rode up a bit. 

She huffed a short laugh, leaning back in the chair manspread. “I guess you’re right. I’m doing a system update on Griot so he’s temporarily disabled.” You nod. 

“Shuri we’ve been through a lot together in a short amount of time. And we get along well I’d say, So I feel like it’s safe to call eachother friends right? We can be cool on the formalities?” With a sarcastic frown and her bottom lip poked out she nodded “ I like det” she says with her best American accent. You look at her amused “Absolutely not” “ What? I thought that was pretty good” “ Never again Shuri” She broke out into a full beautiful smile and light chuckle. You smile and continue on “Aaaanyway. I’m honestly really concerned about you. You’re not taking care of yourself. You’re not sleeping. And the only thing I see you eat is bits of fruit while you’re in the lab. You’re here all day so I know you’re not eating anything else. The war is over. The clean up is going perfectly. I think a day off is necessary. You can’t break. You have a country to run and protect. And coronation is coming up.”

 Shuri looked at you, your long beautiful hair was braided back into 2 cornrows that hung freely. You wore a simple orange 2 piece pants set that hugged you in all the right places. Shuri bit down on the corner of her bottom lip before her tongue came out to slowly lick it as she caught herself checking you out. Ok maybe looking could hurt a little. She smirked “ Thank you for your concern” You blush. But sigh in exasperation. 

“ No really Shuri. I know you’ve got a lot going on. You put on this confident mask whenever me or anyone else is around. And you’re not allowing yourself to feel anything. It’s gonna break you down eventually. I’m leaving today, and I really want to know that you’ll be ok.” She looks at you and sits up in her chair elbows on her knees as she played with her fingers. Something you noticed she did when she was anxious. Which was a lot lately. You couldn’t fault her for that. 

“Y/n I don’t know how “Ok” I can be. I don’t know if I ever will be again. I’m just trying to figure out how to live in this new reality. Everyone is gone. I don’t know where my girlfriend is. Don’t even know if she’s coming for coronation.”  Her eyes water. “I have updates to make on the border. And all the meetings with the Elders in preparation for coronation. I almost have to remind myself to breathe let alone eat.” You shake your head. “Delegate, you’ve got people for that. You’re  strong and capable and always involved with what goes on in your lab. I’m sure your assistants won’t mind taking on a few more projects so you can take care of yourself. Everyone is aware of what’s going in your life.” Shuri wipes her face with the back of her hand and sniffles taking her hand and running it through her frizzy curls. You walk up and squat in front of her grabbing her hands. Shuri looked you in your eyes. “ If I be still. I’ll go crazy. I’ll be lonely. I mean I have Nakia but she can only be around so much. I thought I could be vulnerable with Eve. But she’s not showing up. A-and I don’t understand it. I don’t know what to think. I really don’t.” 

You break eye contact taking a moment to look out of the window to the left of you. You shake your head. “I’m not leaving today.”

“Huh” Shuri says while lifting a brow. 

“ I have an idea. If you’ll have me, I can stay here until the Coronation for support.”

“I can’t ask you to do that Y/n. I know you want to be with your fa-“ You cut her off with a raise of your hand. “You didn’t ask. It’s only another week. I’ve gone much longer without seeing my family. And I can keep things under control in the lab. Check calculations help with the boarders and whatever else you need. You obviously need someone constant here for you. I’m sure Eve will make it for Coronation and then you won’t need me anymore. But I can’t leave you like this. Except my offer to stay without you having to kidnap me this time.” You look at her with a smug smirk. 

Shuri looked over at her holographic screen to see Groits update had been completed. “Griot, advise Ayo to cancel Ms. Y/l/n’s travel for today. It seems she will be here a while longer. She looked back at you and smiled squeezing your hands lightly. “Thank you” She says as you smile. “Don’t thank me yet. I have demands” She chuckled lifting her brows in intrigue. “ Oh really? Lay them on me” You stood to your feet in front of her. You speak in a demanding tone that she found endearing. 

“ Ok bet. You’ll eat atleast twice a day, I’ll make sure of it. You will also take some time to yourself. Go outside, touch some grass.” You waved your arms around whimsically. Shuri looked at you incredulously. “Why would I touch grass?” “It’s a figure of speech Shuri” “It’s weird who goes outside for th purpose of -” “Let me finish girl” You say with faux annoyance. Shuri puts up her hands in surrender and motions for you to continue. “Only one more thing. Y’all got guitars in Wakanda?”

“ Why would there not be guitars in Wakanda.”

“Idk. Dumb question. But im gonna need one. If I’m gonna make it another week here. I gotta play”

“ You play?”

“Nah I just said that for fun.”

“Smart mouth you got there”

“Is that the Queen or Shuri talking” 

“Both”

  You roll your eyes. Shuri laughs “ Ok I agree to your terms. We can go find you a guitar now. That’ll knock out 2 for the day we’d have to walk through the markets. There is plenty of grass to touch out there.” You roll your eyes.

“No. You’re gonna eat first. Something light since you haven’t been eating much.” You grab her hand and pulled. “Come. I’ll fix you something.”

“Damn, this is delicious!” Shuri says as she looks at the sandwhich confused trying to figure out what’s in it. You smile “ It’s a sandwhich Shuri. You must be starving.” You laugh as she looks at you and rolls her eyes. “ No you definitely put something else in this” Aneka speaks as Ayo nods. Aneka and Ayo were going to escort you and Shuri through town today so you asked for them to join you guys for lunch and insisted you make it. “We have a dining hall for that Y/n” Shuri had said. “I knowwww we’re always eating there I want to make something for you as a thank you for your hospitality.” You smiled. So now everyone was in the apartment like room that was given to you when you got to the Palace, trying to figure out what witchcraft went into what they thought would be regular turkey sandwhiches. 

“ See! You know what I’m saying!” Shuri exclaims. You shrug. “It’s a sandwhich.” Shuri looks at you mysteriously “I’m gonna figure it out” “ Good luck with that” You whisper laugh. “I knew you were hiding something!” She points as she finished up her sandwhich. “ Whatever as long as you’re finishing a meal. Hurry guys! I’m ready to head out and mingle with the people!” You shimmy in excitement. They all looked at your adorable excitement amused. “Ok ok we’re coming…can I have another sandwich” “I knew you’d want another! Here you go. Now let’s gooo!! You can walk and Eat!” “Oh boy this should be an interesting day.” Ayo says. And that it was,to say the very least. 

As you all walked through the markets, you talked to everyone. Every stand you stopped at you wanted to talk to the people, know more about them and the intricate details that went into their fabrics and jewels that were being sold. The music that was being played moved you and you found yourself swaying your hips to the music. Stopping and dancing with children and the dancing women who pulled you over to teach you how to properly whine your waist. Not much needed to be taught. You were a natural. Shuri wore shades. And it was just as well so she could hide how the way you moved had hypnotized her. She was trying. Trying to remember not to stare too long. Reminding herself she does have girl. No matter how absent. Reminding herself not to buy every item of clothing or piece of Jewelry you looked at for to long. I mean Shuri was just being thoughtful. You came here with nothing and were staying another week on account of her. You would more than likely need a few more things right? It had nothing to do with the absolute trance you were putting on her with your adorable smile and laugh. The way you mingled so easily with her people, Embracing her culture. And how you wound your waist with effortless talent like an island gal. ‘Shit snap out of it Shuri’. Everyone loved you! Damn! You were so intriguing, so easy to fall for. The things she was feeling were very unexpected. You guys had spent plenty of time together in the 2 weeks you’d already been here. But I guess with everything that had happened she’d overlooked the fact that you were ravishing. Never making eye contact long enough to realize that your eyes were hypnotizing. Shuri was becoming overwhelmed with the uncontrollable need to touch you. She usually couldn’t see anyone outside of Eve. This shit was scary. ‘Don’t slip up Shuri.’

Ayo and Aneka shared a look as they watched the soon to be Queen ogoling you not as discreetly as she believed herself to be. They gave eachother small smiles. To be honest. Eve was not a fan favorite for the Wakandan people. Other worldly gorgeous? Yes. Kind? Not very. She was very aware of her beauty and that’s all she cared to give. She became a model and traveled often. No one believed her and Shuri to be in love, but it made since for the beautiful princess to be with someone just as gorgeous with her own status. In other words Eve was gorgeous and that’s all she needed to be. As long as she had money and was respected, she was ok. Being connected to Shuri gave her that. She did grow to love Shuri though as much as she was capable of. And Shuri loved her too. She thought she did, but oh how quickly she was forgetting

They got to the music section of the market y/n learning about the instruments she’d never seen before. It was a party in front of this area artist playing they’re music and people dancing care free. Shuri walked close to you. Telling you about some of her favorite Wakanda artist. When a beautiful melody poured from the speaker.

Shuri smiled and grabbed your hand “I love this song. Everyone else got a dance. May I?”

You laugh “Ofcourse”

“Do you know Kompa?” Shuri asked

“I’ve seen it done, never tried.”

“Well just follow my lead”

So many reasons wey I wan dey for you my love.

Shuri stepped up to you and grabbed your hands, placing them around her neck. Her hands Slowly traveling back down your arms. 

“Whine down” You whine your waist to the beat slowly going down following Shuri’s hands as they sat to the sides of your waist not touching only giving direction. 

“Come up for me” You whine back up as Shuri’s hands moved up making it look as though her hands had strings that were connected to your hips. You two were so in sync. It was art. A crowd began to form.

See all the li kuku things you do de make me no no.

Shuri brought her hands to your upper back. 

“Full body roll to the right then just follow my lead let my hands and body guide you. You’ll feel it.” You rolled your body all the way back placing your weight into her hands where she guided you into a squat placing her forehead on yours with her leg placed in between yours. 

 “ Keep going back babygirl I got you”

You continue whining while entrusting your full body weight in Shuri’s hands, as Shuri continues lowering you back your heads still connected. Your left leg comes up off the ground bent elegantly as you roll your hips, Shuri still taking you lower until suddenly she snaps you up. Hands finding their way to your waist guiding you into a side to side sway of the hips as you moved together in a circle. Her leg snug in between your thighs. Shuri begins to sing.

I want make we dey (Ku lo sa)

Girl I want make you (Ku lo sa)

Her voice sent chills down your spine. Shuri’s body lowered into a squat again swaying her hips side to side making your body follow hers. 

I for like make you (pull over) 

Ku lo sa

Omo I want make we dey (Ku lo sa)

Girl I want make you (Ku lo sa)

She rolled her body against yours as you followed her lead. Meeting her body rolls  grinding against her thigh. Your foreheads remain connected as you looked into eachothers eyes as Shuri continued singing to you. While simutaneously controlling your body with her own. Your heart rate was through the roof.

I for like make you (Pull over)

Pull over come on pull over

Shuri continued the body rolls having you grind  against her thigh a little longer until your breathing picked up, eyes closing biting the pillow of your bottom lip. She suddenly pulled back smirking as she brought both of your hands above your heads and walked you in a circle, and then spun you back into her body. You blushed while continuing to bite your lip. She placed you back over her thigh guiding your waist with one hand placed firmly on your waist for the rest of the song. It was like you two were the only ones in the world. As she sang while your center ghosted over her thigh.

Oh no baby oh no

You make a young boy go loko

You make a ghetto boy go loko

Shuri sang as the song ended. You guys pulled back from eachother. Shuri with a knowing smirk on her face. As your insides churn with want. The crowd around you whistled and clapped. Ayo and Aneka left with jaws agape. You looked around blushing. Shuri walked back up to you grabbing your hand she whispered in your ear. 

“Let’s get you that guitar”

You were attracted to Shuri the moment you laid eyes on her in your dorm room, out of respect for her relationship you chose to ignore it. But this just started to prove it’s self to be getting a lot more difficult.

A/N: Y’all like how Shuri can sing and dance in this one? Also here’s the inspo for the dance. Like imagine 😫

#Spotify #shuri udaku #shuri angst #shuri fanfiction #shuri black panther #shuri x reader #shuri x you #science #shuri smut #shuri imagine #shuri fic #letitiawright #letitia wright

[lokisprettygirl]

The Bodyguard (Loki x Female reader) (Au) (18+)

Read Chapter 8 here // Series Masterlist

Chapter 9

Summary : You find something about Loki's past and head to LA for the birthday party of Steve's sister .

Warning : Harsh language, bodyshaming, mention of neglect and abuse, emotional abuse, Unhealthy Eating Patterns, starving and under eating, implied smut, mention of drug use

He rocked you slowly in his embrace, you didn’t know how long that hug lasted for but it definitely fed the years worth of starvation.

You took a deep breath and tried to engrave this feeling in your head. In a perfect world maybe you would not have to crush your happiness to death but the reality wasn't so kind to you, you had to remind yourself that this life wasn't yours. In a perfect world you'd pursue him but in this one? He was just your bodyguard.

As you pulled away your eyes were teary and it didn't go unnoticed by him

"Thank you" you mumbled meekly as you looked down, he made you nervous, giddy, lively, scared all at once. 

"You never have to thank me darling, feeling better?" He placed his palm on your shoulder so you looked at him and nodded. You didn't want to go back to your room just yet, you wanted to spend some more time with him.

"I am hungry" you said to him and he furrowed his brows

"You didn't have dinner did you?" He asked you so you shook your head

"What do you want to eat? I'll go get it for you, we shouldn't go together" you understood what he was trying to say.

"Ummm noodles?" 

"Ramen?" 

"Yess but you'll have to cook" you smiled sheepishly and he chuckled.

"I can do that" you raised your brow in surprise as he said that.

"You can cook?" 

"You just have to boil water and put it in, it's not exactly rocket science" he chuckled again.

"Ohh" 

"You have never cooked, have you?" You shook your head as he questioned, you felt embarrassed but you never had to step a foot inside the kitchen before.

"It's alright..I'll go get it for you, you can stay here" he smiled so you nodded. 

When he left you sat down on his bed, then you laid down and closed your eyes, it smelled like him, you couldn't help but picture him there with you. He was strong enough to pick you up in his arms and lay you down on the bed. Would he be gentle or rough? Your bet was on gentleness, but then you could also picture him whispering filthy words in your ears as he'd choke you and ruin you with every inch..Nooo you can't think like that about him. You sat up quickly as your breathing labored.

He returned with a bowl of ramen so you smiled at him, then he sat next to you and kept the bowl on the bed between you two. 

"Our mum never allowed us to eat on bed" he chuckled so you tilted your head.

"Our?" 

"I ..have a ..step brother" you nodded

"How's your mom?" You asked him and he sighed, he rolled the noodles on the fork and placed it in front of your mouth so you took a bite.

"She is..she passed away a few years ago" he mumbled so you placed your palm on his thigh to comfort him.

"I'm sorry loki" you said softly and he smiled

"Don't be, how's the noodles?" 

"Yummy ..I haven't had it in a year, I'm not supposed to eat it, I'm surprised they had it in the pantry" his eyes widened as you said that.

"You can eat whatever you want darling, don't let them tell you what you can or can't eat, it's your body" 

Your eyes teared up as he said that, you wished they thought the same as him.

"Who else is in your family?" 

"Just my father, we weren't in touch until recently" you wondered why but you didn't want to intrude too much at once.

"And a girlfriend?" 

He shook his head and looked at you,

"I was married though" your eyes widened in shock. For some reason you didn't think of him as someone who used to be married once, that he found someone he loved enough to marry her.

"Was?" You asked him as he fed you another bite.

"For six months, it didn't work out" 

"Why did you marry her?" 

"For the same reason everyone else does it, I loved her" you nodded as he said that. You didn't know why the thought of him being in love with someone really pinched a nerve in your heart. Besides not everyone get their happy love marriage.

"Do you still love her?" 

"No..not after what happened between us" 

You wanted to ask more but you already felt as if you had overstepped. You grabbed the fork from him, swirled it around the noodles and offered him a bite, he didn't deny. He was hungry too.

He passed you a glass of water once you were done eating.

"Ummm I should go" you stood up so he nodded. He couldn't believe how easy it was for him to open up to you about his past, even if just a little.

But then what was he doing? He was going to make the same mistake as before, even worse this time because you were about to get married soon. What will he do then with all these feelings?

As you laid down on the bed, you pictured the hug he gave you, it was everything you have never had since your mom died. Nobody cared enough to hold you for unselfish reasons, they all wanted something. Not him, he just wanted you to feel better, your eyes teared up as you thought about the wedding that was to happen soon, your life though already bad will get even worse and you knew Loki wouldn't be here for long. Once Steve figures out that you were falling for him he'd get him fired. So you just wanted to enjoy these little hugs and moments as long as he was here.

Next day you all were heading for LA, Steve's sister Katlyn was holding her birthday party and Steve was taking you and Rocky along with him. 

You hated his family, his awful dad Mason, his condescending mother Pamela and worst of all his bitch sister Katlyn. She was a C grade film star and she had all the bad attitude she could fit inside her.

As you all got inside the jet, you sat next to Steve and Rocky was sitting in front of you two, Loki joined the other guards at the back but you sat facing him and he could see you clearly.

"Couldn't you find a better dress? You'll see my parents" Steve asked you, you had a shirt dress on. You wanted to be comfortable for the flight but of course Steve didn't want that.

"What's wrong with this? Should I be wearing something like this?" You showed him a picture of Katlyn in a see through dress at some red carpet and his jaw clenched, but he controlled himself, if your dad wasn't here he'd probably hit you. He got up and went to the back to sit next to Bucky and glared at Loki who was sitting in front of him

"So did she fuck you yet?" Bucky asked Loki as soon as Steve got there, 

"Excuse me?" Loki's jaw clenched when he heard the accusation, these people had no respect for you and it broke his heart, especially when he never saw you disrespecting any of these morons,

"Oh don't be such a prude, she must have tried, we all know she's a whore and she climbs every tree she can find..right boss?" Steve snickered as Bucky said that. He could just get up and punch these assholes, but then he wouldn't make it out of this plane. 

"She even tried it with me, when she realised I wasn't falling for her "oh I'm so sadd and depressed trick" she started hating me.. fucking bitch" Loki looked at you and you were smiling as you looked at something on your phone, probably a cute video of an animal or something. His eyes teared up because all he wanted to do was grab you in his arms and take you far away from these awful beings, but he didn't have the power or the authority here. He was helpless. You looked at him and smiled but he didn't return it. 

When he met you he thought you just liked sleeping around but now he knew that you craved whatever physical contact you could find.

"Enough about her, let's not waste our time talking about that whore, we are going to LA , so many better things to do" Steve chuckled as he lowered his seat down to rest. 

When you all reached the destination, Loki instantly guarded you, he had a bulletproof vest on you could tell. Rocky wanted him to sit with you for the ride home at Katlyn's house and you couldn't have been happier.

"Are you alright madam?" He asked you and you smiled

"Just tired and bored" 

He didn't smile, he was very stoic and in the work zone. That bothered you a little because you couldn't stop thinking about the time you spent on the beach and then the hug.

He noticed the sullen look on your face so he looked around, the other cars were in front of him. He used the opportunity to link his fingers with yours slowly but still didn't look at you. His thumb rubbed over your skin gently.

He was probably just trying to comfort you but his touch felt electric, it made you squeeze your thighs involuntarily. You placed your other hand on his and he gulped, you caressed his soft skin in the same manner, kind of surprised by how smooth his skin felt to your touch.

You scooted closer to him and all you wanted to do was kiss him, he looked so perfect and he smelled delicious, good enough to eat and now your thoughts were ridden with images of him being all naked and you on your knees as you'd service him for once.

He turned his head to look at you and you were staring right into his soul, looking at him as if you wanted to devour him, the dress you worn showed enough of your thighs and it made him want to bite every vacant inch of your skin.

"Darling don't look at me like that" your face flushed at the comment so you turned your head and focused your eyes on the moving cars outside.

He let go of your hand as you both reached the mansion Katlyn owned which you knew wasn't bought from her own money. 

As you stepped inside, she jumped into your dad's arms and you rolled your eyes, she was a spitting image of Steve even though they weren't twins. She then hugged Steve, and gave you the air kiss when she came near you. 

"Y/n aghhh what brand is that?" She asked you and you controlled the urge to smack her.

"Chanel why?" 

"No way...it looks tacky" she giggled as her eyes met Loki and Bucky. 

"Hot boys" she mumbled under her breath and the house help picked up your bags to place in your designated rooms. 

"How's my baby sister?" Steve asked her as he wrapped his arms around her.

"I'm turning 26 I feel so old" Loki rolled his eyes, he already didn't like her. Party was tomorrow so everyone could rest today, everyone except you. You had to go dress shopping for the party tomorrow because Steve's mother wanted you to look decent and not like your usual self. As soon as you reached the Prada store, they lined up several dresses for you to try and you picked two out of them. One was a bodycon with A line bottom, the other one was a wrap dress.

You pulled him inside the changing room, you were just in your lingerie and he was sweating just by looking at you and being locked up in that small space with you.

"Okay pick one for me please" you mumbled as you grabbed the dresses in both of your hands.

"Wait I'll show you" you put on the bodycon one first and twirled around for him, 

"What do you think?" 

"I..it's beautiful, you are beautiful.. always " you blushed at the compliment and then took the dress off slowly. This was a torture, what did he do to you?

As you put the wrap dress on you twirled around again

"This one?"

"Which one is more comfortable?" He asked you and you smiled

"This one" 

"Get this one alright?" You nodded as he told you that sternly. He wanted you to have your comfort before style, he didn't want the repeat of yesterday evening where you'd struggle to breathe in your dress.

 During dinner he kept his eyes on you, you were eating like a bird again and then Kaitlyn's words about your weight killed the rest of your appetite.

So late at night around 1 am, he grabbed a box of readymade sandwiches he found in the kitchen, microwaved it and made his way to your room. 

He knocked twice and you opened it, you looked at the box of sandwich and sighed. As much as you wanted to eat that, you couldn't.

"I can't eat that, I'll be bloated tomorrow" you mumbled so he got in, kept the box on the dresser, closed the door so you two won't be caught, then he pulled you into him and kissed your forehead. His arms wrapped around you and you shivered as his nose brushed against your neck.

"Lokiii" you whispered his name and he smiled. 

"Darling" 

"Lokkkii" you whispered again and he was getting turned on with your breathy voice

"Talk to me darling"

" I ..I am hungry" 

"I know..I know" he whispered softly and grabbed your hand then he made you sit down on the bed. He held a slice of sandwich over your mouth..

"I can't..I don't want to look fat" your eyes teared up and so did his. These people were damaging you in every possible way and it broke his heart in pieces.

"You are not fat, and you won't look fat, now be a good girl for me and open your mouth okay?" He whispered softly so you obliged. Just a bite won't hurt. He brought his other hand up to caress your head and you leaned into his touch. 

"Here…open" he pressed the bread on your lips and you didn't resist this time as you took another bite. He was holding the slice with one hand while other one kept caressing your head,

"That's it, such a good girl, that tastes okay?" You nodded and took another bite. He was feeding you so lovingly, the only person who ever cared to do that before was your mom. 

"Share?" You grabbed the other half and he took a bite to appease you even though he was pretty full from dinner.

"There you go one more bite okay?" You nodded as you looked at him mindlessly and took another bite "That's it, all finished" He kissed your forehead softly.

You didn't even realize when he made you eat the whole thing. He grabbed the box and threw it in the dustbin then he washed his hand and stood at the door so he could leave, he was afraid that he'd end up doing something really stupid if he was to stay any longer. The way you were looking at him was killing him.

As he stepped inside his room, he got undressed, laid down on his bed and thought about your tight little body pressed up against him, your innocent eyes looking at him as he fed you, then he touched himself until he came all over his hand with a loud moan of your name spilling from his mouth over and over.

He stayed there soaked in his own filth, thinking about these growing feelings for you and cursed himself mentally. 

He knew this was not a wise thing to continue with you, he knew that very well but god he didn't want to stop at all.

 He didn't want to become another man who'd hurt you like that.

💚🖤💚🖤💚🖤❤️❤️❤️💚🖤💚🖤💚

#loki #loki x female reader #loki x reader fluff #loki x reader #loki x reader insert #loki x reader fic #loki x you #loki x reader smut #loki x reader angst #loki au

[dulcewrites]

adding more to the idea of modern!fmo reader and aemond: aemond is jealous af of the relationship his gf got with his brother and her boy bff (ser quinton my sweet lil meow meow) while simultaneously being the one that’s actually cheating😃

Ok now I’m just gonna do headcanons for modern!fmo bc I’m bored and love the idea (sorry this is long 😭)

-reader and Aemond meet through their moms rather through reader befriending Helaena (let’s say Alicent and reader’s mom are Pilates babes and go to the same studio)

-reader’s mom gushes about how her daughter goes to [insert rich people school], and Alicent is like shut up! one of my boys goes there (meanwhile reader’s mom knows this bc she religiously stalks Alicent’s Facebook)

- Aemond is a English major, with a minor in marketing, reader is studying biochemistry with a focus on plants/plant reproduction.

- they meet at a party Alicent throws for helaena getting her masters or something like that

- the first year of their relationship actually goes well. It’s basically the honeymoon phase, and both their moms think they are geniuses for making this happen

- in this universe, reader knows alys exist from the jump. And she’s like “oh your bestie is a pretty older woman yay 😃😃😃”

-reader is certain something is going on, but Aemond gaslights and lies to her. It isn’t until she finds some ummm.. intimate garments that she knows she does not wear. She’s almost positive alys left them on purpose. This is break up number one

-Aegon and reader become close after aemond, ever the coward, sends his brother to get back some of his stuff. They bond over liking the same obscure rock band

- funnily enough, quinton and reader meet through Helaena in this universe. The entomology major (hel) and the geology major (quinton) work closely at their school

-Aemond and reader get back together at a Christmas party. Aemond promises he’s not even in contact with alys anymore (another lie).

-quinton can’t stand Aemond. Thinks he’s so pretentious with the hair and the poetry (yes he writes it for reader). Aemond thinks quinton is just kind of stupid lmao

-Aegon is the one to tell reader that he def is still fooling around with alys again. Second break up

-this causes a bit of tension between Aegon and aemond.

-reader is certain she is done with Aemond. Then she finds out she’s pregnant :/. She honestly goes back and forth between keeping the baby

-eventually she breaks down and tells him bc she’s scared. Aemond, despite reader’s wishes, tells his mom. He’s scared too :(. Alicent, our queen, is like I’ll take you to the clinic if you want 🤷🏽‍♀️. She loves her kids but she had Aegon young and gets it’s not for everyone

-in the end, reader decides to keep the baby. Daella Targaryen is born 9 months later. Aemond and reader have a very beautiful, expensive sort of shotgun wedding. They have it when daella is a little over a year

-quinton, very drunk, confesses his love for reader in a voicemail she gets during her bachelorette party. Things get awkward for them after that :(

- things are actually kind of good considering the circumstances. They’re young but they also have way more resources than people in their peer group. By this point, reader is working part time at a laboratory trying to cure different illness through plants. Aemond works for his dad’s company

-eventually Aemond convinces reader to stay home with daella. Hints at maybe wanting another baby

- everything is fine, till reader finds texts. She’s not one to snoop but she sees heart emojis and is like “since when does my husband use emojis”. Texts going to and from a “A ❤️”.

-she starts to wonder if all those work trips are actually for work.

-reader takes daella while Aemond is away one weekend. They visit Aegon or uncle egg to daella. Aegon, a practicing defense attorney, is like “babe I can get you a good family divorce lawyer. We will milk him for everything.” 😭😭

- reader hires a p.I immediately, gets all the proof she needs. Pictures, calls, emails. This has started back up since daella was born.

-things get really messy when their half sister, Rhaenyra wants to do a merger deal with another company and their family one. As viserys declines in health, there becomes a struggle for power between Aemond and nyra

-Aemond begs reader to hold off on the divorce till they handle things. She agrees but they start to live in different houses. She plays the waiting game… but through all this craziness she realizes she hasn’t had her period

-alaric targaryen is born, and reader struggles with ppd. She feels a bit trapped. Her parents are telling her to stick through it and give Aemond another chance

-in the end, they end up separating for some time. They coparent, and things are pretty tense. Reader tells Aemond that alys is not allowed to be anywhere her kids or she will go back to get sole custody.

-one of the weekends they are doing a swap, Aemond breaks down and tells her that alys cheated on him. He actually apologizes and for a moment reader thinks that door is still open

-BUT.. she gets an text from a number she doesn’t recognize

Hey it’s quinton. Long time no talk. I was thinking we could get coffee the next time you are in town x

#this is was so long winded I’m sorry soemdkemfm #fool me once asks #fmo headcanons

[orymsbich]

Critical role campaign 3 episode 31 "notes"

(if you watch this live you would know that it was late. I scrambled the Twitter to make sure it wasn't just me. And it was not, witch was reassuring but I was still panic. But finally at about 9:58 they started COUNTED DOWN FROM 15:00 so in reality CR started at about 10:13)

Sam's ad read I'm crying it's so sweet

FCG ALMOST FUCKING GOES DOWN AFTER LOOKING INTO THE NIGHTMARE KINGS HEAD

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Liam: I FUCKING KNEW IT *SLAMS TABLE* sorry that was Liam

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Sam asking questions to make sure he has the information right

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ASHTON BEING LIKE "I'm gonna break it it won't break" *breaks*

GEMS

Matt: As your both holding hands or tongues

. That fucking hole

BUCK FUCKET

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Fcg :not every problem requires a hammer

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roCKS ROCKS

Laudna flying

Curiosity Rock...... knowledge on a biscuit

CHETNEY FLYING TOO

Fcg *senses therapy*

CHET RUNING YALL NEED A DOLL

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Laura: She just spit on the crotch of that doll

Chetney:AWESOME

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Ashton: WHAT ARE WE DOING I WANNA HIT A PARENT

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Fearne: I have a child

Everyone in the party: ???!!!???!?????!???

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Oryms pep talk to Imogen I'm AAAAA

MATTS IMPRESSION OF KEYLITH

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DANCER WHAT FUCK OMG

Laura *BELCHES*: "HONESTLY I FORGOT WE WERE FILMING"

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Chetney: I finished.... I finished

Everyone:????!?!???

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CHET-No one Checks there pubes in the morning

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Laudna TUCHED THE ROCK GOD DAMN DELILAH

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Orym tells Imogen

Laudna..... Snitches be bitches

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Laudna giving everyone tea

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YOU KNOW WHAT YOU DID???!?!??!??!?! MNNNM.

FCG FUCK

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CHET HITA HIS HEAD

HELL WHAT

Buzz saw

NAT 20

THE MEAT TOUNG IS OUT

LAUDNA ALMOST KILLED HIM?????????????

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Why is EVERYONE TRYING TO KILL THIS MAN

NOOO

SAMMM WHY WHY SAM WHY

Matt what

STRESS POINTS

UMMM SAM

Protective dad Ashton

TRAVIS IS LAUGHING HIS ASS OFF HAHAHA

At this REVEAL

ONE EYED MONSTER

FUCK

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Imogen: Everyone has bad thoughts about everyone

Fearne: I don't

Imogen and Ashton: yes you do

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"were in this fucking together" - Ashton

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Fcg: Oh dear

Ashton: Oh dear

Fearne: Oh-dearn wild

Matt and Laura: 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

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ORYM'S GIVING A SPEACH HES SUCH A LEADER IM CRYING I LOVE THIS MAN

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Pussy's buzzsaw

#critical role #critical role campaign 3 #campaign 3 #cr campaign 3 #orym #dorian storm #fearne #ashton greymoore #bertrand bell #laudna #imogen #chetney #fcg #fresh cut grass

[gale-gentlepenguin]

ML Fic: Soulmate Survey Part 38

Sorry for the delay. Real life gets out of hand. But here it is! The antepenultimate chapter.

Shout out to @asongeverlasting for beta reading for me and making sure I actually got this out.

Check her writing out on AO3 as Ramblingwren

(Master post)

(Read the fic in a more condensed on Ao3)

(The latest chapter will be up on there once this reaches over 500 notes on tumblr)

Hope you all enjoy

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“I shouldn’t have let her go out there.”

Fu watched the school nurse, Angela, fret as she paced back and forth.

“I understand your concern, but I believe that it will all be alright. Ladybug and Chat Noir haven’t failed in handling an akuma yet,” he explained. “The girl will be okay.”

The nurse stopped pacing.

“I appreciate your optimism but… I am really not used to this,” She said as she gestured to the air.

Fu blinked at the statement.

“Oh?”

“This! This whole thing! Super villains that appear whenever someone gets sad, teenagers with superpowers! This is all new to me! I just moved to Paris a month ago from the countryside. All I wanted was to further my education and get work in the medical field. It… It boggles my mind that everyone in this city is so okay with all of this! Even my new boyfriend Curtis is able to shrug off an akuma attack like a sudden drizzle. This isn’t normal!”

The guardian could tell the young woman was distressed, and he couldn’t blame her. In a way, he envied her. This was all foreign for her, but to him, this was his entire life.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to blow up like that. I've had a lot to deal with, and this whole situation is just so…”

Fu moved to her and helped her sit down.

“It’s alright, this is by no means a good situation. Your concerns are very understandable. I can tell that deep down that your frustration and fear come from compassion and empathy. You will make a wonderful doctor one day.”

She took a deep breath.

“Thank you. You have no idea how much I really needed to hear that today.”

“How about I teach you a medication technique that will help you calm down?”

“Meditation? I'm not really one for that kind of stuff.”

“If one wants to be a doctor, being able to calm down and handle an emergency situation is a must.”

The school nurse agreed that he had a good point, and that this may help get her mind off of things.

“Okay, I guess I'll give it a shot.”

Fu smiled.

“Good. Let us start simple. Close your eyes and put your hands together.”

Angela felt the action was a bit odd but complied.

“Now, take a deep breath. Count to 5 in your head and then breathe out.”

She took her breath and followed the order.

“Whenever you feel a thought come to your head, simply picture yourself putting it out of your mind and into a bucket.”

She tried her best to comply.

As she did this, Fu moved behind her and quickly pinched a nerve on her neck, causing the young woman to seize up for a moment before losing consciousness.

“That will help her relax.”

He carefully moved her to the cot and laid a sheet over her like a blanket.

Once it was clear that she was asleep, a turtle kwami flew out of hiding.

“So, what do we do now, Master?”

Fu took a moment to consider.

His plan was already in motion. Ladybug and Chat Noir had plenty of allies to help fight the akuma. All that needed to be done was to sit down and wait.

But as he thought about it more, he couldn’t help but think that he should go in personally. It was what he'd initially planned to do with akuma, after all. Listening to this young woman’s fears made him really see how his inaction has led to such fear and uncertainty.

For once, it was time for him to go on the offensive.

“Now we head out and find this akuma.”

“Master, you already sent out three miraculous. Let the other heroes handle this,” Wayzz insisted.

“The people of Paris should not have to become used to this. I have been far too lax with this situation. Right now, Ladybug and Chat Noir are facing their most dangerous akuma yet. For decades I have always remained passive in order to avoid making another mistake, but I have already made so many with my inaction. It's time I stop letting my actions be dictated by fear.”

“But Master, you can’t transform! Your body is too old to handle it!”

“Fear not, Wayzz. I have been exercising and restoring my vitality with the techniques of the guardians. By my estimation, I should be able to maintain the transformation without too much issue for 10 minutes,” Fu assured.

“That is not a lot of time, Master!” Wayzz pointed out.

“True, but it is better than nothing. We will head out and wait for the moment we need it. Be ready, Wayzz.”

The old guardian started heading to the door.

“But Master, what if you get captured? What if the akuma does succeed and you are unable to step in?”

Fu paused at the door.

“I know you are concerned for me. I appreciate your care. But I need to go out there. I have lived a long life, Wayzz, far longer than most humans. One day I may not be here to be the guardian.”

Wayzz felt a pang of sorrow hearing his Master talk about how he would no longer be around.

“But that’s okay. I know that when that time comes… I have two young heroes that will be ready to stand up and fight. The best thing an old man like me can do is pave the road for them.” The guardian said with certainty. He went to open the door.

“Fu…”

The old man stopped. Turning around, he saw the turtle kwami he had known for most of his life smile at him.

“I know you think of yourself as a failure of a guardian… but Su Han and the others were wrong. You are a great one. You are the most caring guardian that has ever held the title. And I will be by your side to the end.”

The old man felt his eyes well up at the sweet comment.

“Then let’s go, Partner.”

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The dragon heroine grabbed the confused snake hero and moved him to the closest room before closing the door.

“Okay we should be safe here,” she said as she looked over to her comrade. It was clear that Viperion was still very confused. It did not help that both his and her miraculous were beeping. They didn't have much time.

“Thanks… ummm,” Viperion started as he tried to rack his brain for a name. Part of him felt like he should know her. But his mind is blank.

“Ryuuko. You can call me Ryuuko. And you are Viperion.”

“Okay… weird name for me, but I guess it works.”

Ryuuko realized that the bubble Viperion had been put in wasn’t just to keep him frozen in place. One of the side effects must have been leaving him without any memory of who he was. Had her partner been aware of that risk when he took the bubble for her? She couldn’t know for sure. But right now, she needed to focus on the task at hand. Shehad to take charge since her partner was out of sorts.

“Okay, 'll try to explain this as quickly as possible.”

“Your real name is Luka. But when you are in your hero form, you go by Viperion.”

“Hero form...”

He looked down.

“Well, that does explain the costumes. I thought it was some sort of weird costume party.”

Ryuuko decided to ignore that.

“Okay, so I'm a hero. And you're one too?”

“Yes. We are both heroes picked by Ladybug to help her fight villains. Right now, we're fighting a bunch of them, and you got your memory wiped by one of their attacks. That’s why you are confused. Any questions?”

The boy took a moment to look himself over and then look at her. This was a lot of information to take in. Ryuuko was half expecting him to call her crazy. Which, given how bizarre the circumstances were, she wouldn’t blame him.

“Okay, I think if it was anyone else telling me this, I would have called it a load of bull. But… I don’t know why but I feel like I can trust you. You sound sincere,” Viperion responded.

“Okay great, now let's…”

“I still have a few questions.”

Ryuuko sighs.

“Look, we really don’t have much time. We need to hurry and get out there to help…”

And just before she finished the statement, both of their transformations wore off. Revealing their civilian forms.

“Oh no.” Kagami muttered in horror.

“What happened? Where am I��� What am I?” The snake kwami questioned as he looked at himself.

“It appears that Sass was also impacted by the amnesia.” The dragon kwami that popped out of her necklace commented.

Luka stared wide eyed at the creature.

“Are you a snake?”

“A snake? I suppose?”

“A snake with limbs? That is very rock and roll.”

The two fistbumped. Thankfully they seemed to get along.

Longg looked at them.

“This is quite a predicament.”

“We need to hurry back in. Longg! Bring the….”

“Hold on a moment. Both Sass and I will not be able to do that yet.”

Kagami stopped.

“How come?”

“We need to refuel. The energy of transforming AND using our unique powers drains a lot out of us. We need some food to continue.”

“Food… Okay.”

The snake Kwami grabbed his stomach.

“I find myself rather famished,” he commented.

Luka looked at him.

“Let me see if I can help you out.”

The teen took off the backpack he was wearing to go through it. Thankfully there was a bag lunch in there. For some reason he felt that was important. But decided that if it could help the little guy out, he was sure it wouldn’t be a big deal.

He opened the bag lunch and pulled out a bag of apple slices. Opening it to grab a piece.

“I know snakes usually are carnivores, but how about some fruit?”

“Ooo! It smells divine!”

Luka handed the floating kwami a piece of the apple.

He takes a bite.

“Oh! It's delicious! Juicy and sweet!”

The snake quickly devours the apple piece.

As that happens, Kagami looked through her bag.

“I don’t have fruit but I do have some onigiri. It was my afternoon snack… but since this is a dire situation.”

“Rice? Yes please!” Longg exclaimed as he dive bombed right into the delicious rice ball.

“It’s Umeboshi, it’s not to everyone’s taste but It is one of my favorites.”

“It’s the most delicious thing I have ever eaten. The sour plum really brings a new dimension of flavor.”

Kagami smiled a bit at her kwami companion, happy that she could help.

The two Kwami finished their food and were ready for action.

“Okay, Sass. You need to help Luka transform.”

“Sass? Is that my name?” the snake inquired.

“So, he helps me transform into Viperman?”

“Viperion, and yes,” Kagami responded.

“All you need to do is say. Sass, Scales Slither. And to activate your special power just pull your bracelet back and say second chance. Then pull it back when you want to use it. But be sure not to use it right away,” Longg instructed.

“Okay seems easy enough. Are you okay with this?” Luka asked as he turned his attention to his snake pal.

“The floating horn snake seems fine with it so I say let’s give it a try”

Longg decided for the sake of his friendship with Sass to ignore the comment.

“Alright! Let's do this!” Kagami exclaimed as she prepared to transform.

“One last question.”

Kagami was starting to get antsy. She wanted to be back out there fighting. But she held back her annoyance, considering how he sacrificed his memories for her.

“Make it quick, we need to hurry.”

Luka scratches the back of his head.

“Are we a couple?”

If Kagami was drinking water she would have done a massive spit take. Her cheeks turned red.

“What?!”

“You know… together? You seem to know a lot about me, and I just feel this connection... like I can trust you even though I don’t remember anything. I don’t know how or why, but I feel like you matter to me.”

Kagami’s eyes went wide at the comment. It felt surprisingly bold of the musician to say. She had to admit that the statement made her heart skip a beat.

“No, we had just recently become friends.” Kagami responded.

“Oh…” Luka was saddened by the response.

“But, I have thought about the possibility it could be more than that one day," Kagami continued. "But that is something to discuss when you have your memory back. Maybe.”

The fencer felt her mind scream at her.

‘WHY DID YOU SAY THAT! Well, at least he won't remember.’

Luka smiled at that.

“Well, that must mean I must be a good guy, if I could have such a great friend like you.”

The teen prepared himself.

“Alright then! Sass! Scales Slither.”

The musician shifted into his hero form.

“Let’s go save the day.”

Kagami looked at her hero partner and smiled.

“Longg, Bring the storm.

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“Well, that might be a problem.”

Chat Noir and Ladybug looked to see a stone giant guarding the front door of the classroom. The two had hidden just out of the goliath’s view.

“Any ideas on how to take down Mount Akuma?” Chat Noir questioned.

Ladybug looked at the giant from their hiding spot and began formulating a plan.

“Stoneheart grows bigger when he gets mad. These akuma aren’t really able to express their emotions. That means we don’t need to worry about him getting bigger. We just need to find a way to incapacitate him.”

“We could ask Mayura,” Chat Noir pointed out.

“We could ask… wait WHA…”

Chat Noir covered his partner’s mouth and ducked down.

“Shhhh! She’s right there,” Chat Noir hushed.

Ladybug removed the cat’s hand from her mouth and looked from the spot to see that her partner was right. Mayura was in the building!

“She actually showed up?” Oh, this is a lot more serious than we thought. Hawkmoth is really playing it serious with this one.”

“To the butterfly man’s credit, he really has been throwing out some tough ones.”

“I will not give our worst villain credit for anything except this headache,” Ladybug retorted with annoyance.

“So, what do we do? Mayura is in the building and she is talking with the giant.”

Ladybug felt like the situation couldn’t get worse.

“Not so fast, Feather Freak!”

Ladybug recognized that voice.

“Chloé?”

Chat Noir and Ladybug glanced to see a familiar blonde strutting down the hallway. But their expressions of shock shifted to bewilderment when they noticed what she was wearing.

“So are you and that purple fashion blunder here? Or is it just you? I am guessing it's just you. Your boss doesn’t really like to show his face unless he thinks he is sure to win. No wonder Ladybug always kicks his…” The bee themed heroine confidently quipped.

“Queen Bee. Now that is a surprise. I thought Ladybug was done giving you a miraculous.” The peacock villainess commented. She had no interest in dealing with the bee heroine at this time.

“Well, you would be surprised by a lot of things. So how about we settle this. My fist really misses your face.”

Mayura rolled her eyes.

“Fortunately for you, I don’t have the time to deal with you. Stoneheart, I am sure Masquerade would love for you to take care of this pesky bee.”

“Oh don’t think you can walk away! You and that purple cockroach are the same. Both cowards that can’t even face children.” She jeered as she walked forward.

The stone giant moved forward, allowing Mayura to walk to the door and enter.

“Too scared to face me! Typical. I'll beat your pet rock as a warm up and then your butt will meet my foot!” Queen Bee exclaimed with confidence. “Because I am a real heroine!”

Queen Bee got into a stance and prepared to trade blows with the colossus of rock.

Chat Noir looked to Ladybug.

“Did you give her a miraculous?” He whispered in surprise.

“I don’t have any additional miraculous. I thought she had been captured with the rest of the class.”

“Wait… if it wasn’t you… you don’t think…”

“Either Master Fu is in the building and saw how dire the situation was or Chloé snuck away and had a Queen Bee costume stowed away in her locker.”

The two look at each other and immediately come to the same conclusion.

“We need to save her before she gets crushed!”

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Mayura walked into the classroom.

She managed to keep a straight face, but internally she had a lot going through her mind.

What was once a standard classroom now looked like an elaborate throne room. The amazing curtains, the high ceilings. The steps leading up to an elaborate throne. The portraits of Masquerade really brought together the utter decadence and vanity of the akuma persona. It reminds Mayura of Gabriel’s obsession with Emilie in the worst way possible.

Despite finding the décor off-putting, she had to admit it was impressive how Masquerade had been able to change the room into something completely unrecognizable. A testament to her vanity.

She took a moment to see what akuma servants she still had in the room. The Gamer, Reflekta with around 12 copies, Princess Fragrance, Robostus, Zombizou and Horificator. While the white masks obscured their expressions, it was clear that all of them were watching her. It greatly unnerved her.

She kept these thoughts to herself as the masked akuma that was running the school took notice of her.

“Mayura. I've been expecting you.”

Mayura looked up to see Masquerade sitting on the throne.

“Please, come in.”

She approached confidently. Though in the back of her mind something seemed off.

Masquerade stood up from the throne and walked down the steps, a smile of certainty on her face.

“Masquerade. Your Sentimonster gave me the basics of your plan. Securing the school as your base of operations was a good first step. Your plan of creating a video to lower the spirits of those in Paris was also a nice touch,” Mayura praised.

“But of course! My plan is flawless,” Masquerade boasted. “Not even Ladybug and Chat Noir will be able to stop me.”

“Getting ahead of yourself aren’t you?” Mayura cut her ego trip.

Masquerade’s mood soured as her smile faltered.

“What do you mean by that?”

“You have yet to face the two heroes. Not to mention there's a pesky bee flying around.”

“A bee?” Masquerade was very confused by the comment.

“Yes, Chloé Bourgeois, or Queen Bee, to be precise. Seems that Ladybug and Chat Noir went and got back up."

“It doesn’t matter if they have one additional hero or three. This plan won't fail.”

‘Something isn’t right here. I need to leave now!’ Mayura’s mind screamed.

She wasn’t sure why, but something felt incredibly off.

“Speaking of heroes, your plan never really specified how you will deal with them. Care to elaborate?”

Masquerade’s smile grew more sinister.

“I am glad you asked. After Simularé relayed to me that you were here. I finally figured out the perfect way of dealing with those arrogant heroes,” the masked woman stated with certainty, moving forward.

She now stood only a few feet from the peacock villainess.

“Wait a moment, something is wrong here,” Mayura commented as she tried to focus. She couldn’t ignore the warnings in her head.

“What do you mean?” The mask akuma looked with confusion at the blue villainess.

Mayura looked around. Frantically trying to find something but it was fruitless. This distress caused Masquerade to smile.

“I can't sense it,” Mayura spoke with slight worry.

“Sense what?” Masquerade inquired further.

“Where is your amok? It should be on your person but I can't sense it.”

“Is that a problem?”

“Yes. If you don’t have the amok in your possession then that sentimonster will go out of control!” Mayura explained.

“Can’t you just rip the amok out?”

“If it's nearby and I sense it, yes. But I can’t do that if it’s out of my range.”

“So you’re saying you have no power over me right now.” A devilish grin appeared on Masquerade’s face.

“No, I am saying I don’t have any power over the senti…”

Mayura felt a chill as she realized that the masquerade in front of her was not an akumatized Lila.

“Horrificator, block the door,” the Faux Masquerade commanded.

The pink and purple monster quickly moved to block the door with her large form.

The controlled akuma started circling around her as Simularé undid the illusion and morphed into its true specter form, Simularé.

“You ungrateful little monster. You think your master will be okay with you attacking one of the ones that gave her power?”

“My master doesn’t care about you or Hawkmoth. You are a means to an end. And she gave me special permission to take your miraculous from you.”

“Well if your master isn’t here, then no one is jamming the signal. I can contact Hawkmoth and put this little coup to an end.”

Simularé shifted into Lady Wifi.

“I have access to every power my master does. You are trapped with no options.” The sentimonster mocked.

Mayura looked around as she was circled by the controlled akuma. She needed to get out of there.

She felt a pain rush to her head.

‘F*** not now’ She mentally cursed.

The odds were indeed not in her favor.

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Stoneheart began charging at the bee themed heroine, and just as Queen Bee was about to move, a yo-yo wrapped around her waist and pulled her away from the monster.

The stone giant had expected his charge to make contact but forced himself to stop when he noticed the bee was gone.

“Sorry tiny, but I’m your playmate now,” called a cat-themed hero.

The mindless akuma didn’t visibly react to the change in foe and simply charged at the cat hero.

Queen Bee found herself near Ladybug.

“Chloé! What are you doing?!”

“Uh… Saving the day? I got the jewelry box that you sent out because you needed my help.”

“Jewelry box… wait a minute that means. You are wearing a miraculous.”

“Yep! Don’t worry LB, I will show you that I am worthy of being Queen Bee. And not to boast, but I totally saved someone. But right now, we gotta go beat that ugly pile of rubble.”

Ladybug looked at Chloé for a moment. With the situation as hectic as it was, Queen Bee has shown some competence when there is real danger. Ladybug knew that right now, all hands that could help would be appreciated, and Queen Bee’s appearance could mean that Fu may be closer than she expected. So maybe there were more reinforcements. So if this was the case. She would trust Fu’s judgement.

“Alright, just be ready to return the bee after all of this is over.”

“Right, right, but just know I will probably change your mind about that after this is over!” the bee exclaimed confidently as she jumped back into the fray.

Ladybug shook her head. Whether she was Queen Bee or Chloé, she was still a handful.

“Are you finished gossiping? Because I could REALLY use a hand!” Chat Noir shouted as he held his staff up to hold back the rock monster’s boulder of a fist.

Queen Bee and Ladybug jumped into view and noticed the situation.

“Don’t worry you stray cat, The Queen Bee will put that rock in his place. Ve…”

Ladybug covered Queen Bee’s mouth before she could.

“Hold it. We might need your power for later.”

“I think it would be useful now!” Chat Noir shouted as he struggled to hold the weight of the giant’s rocky hand.

“Okay if my powers are a no no right now, what is the plan?”

Ladybug looked around. She found her attention drawn to a fire extinguisher, Queen Bee, a rubber band, and a discarded backpack.

“Okay, I have a plan.”

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Gabriel had made a decision.

He hurried out of the lair in his civilian form. He was going to head to the school. Now he would just need to get his chauffeur and go…

Gabriel’s eyes went wide as he saw his son’s bodyguard and chauffeur fall to the floor at the steps of the main entrance, a white mask adorning his face that he was desperately trying to get off.

“What is the meaning of this?” Gabriel asked aloud in shock and anger.

He looked to see the mask akuma he created standing at the door.

“Well, if it isn’t Gabriel Agreste. Fashion mogul, and master manipulator.”

Gabriel’s visible anger faded as he stared at the akuma.

“Lila, is that you?”

“Oh quite astute! An amazing deduction. Was it that observational skill that made you the fashion success you are now?” the akumatized Lila inquired. “Though I go by Masquerade now.”

Gabriel knew very well the girl’s powers. He was the one that gave it to her. She was trying to antagonize him, get him angry. But that would not work.

“Well Masquerade, what brings you to my home at this time?” Gabriel asked calmly. Doing his best to keep his tone and mannerisms calm.

“Oh, I was just in the neighborhood, finding more people to join my little army and I notice my charm glowing as I was getting near.”

Gabriel’s eyes went wide as he realized something. The charm bracelet was configured to locate anyone that has ever been akumatized. That included him. His ploy to ward suspicion off of himself was now biting him in the butt. And of course, Lila was likely holding a grudge with how he pushed her with his words about his son and his classmate.

“My bodyguard was akumatized. What of it?”

The silent action figure enthusiast stopped resisting and his body began growing. Gabriel noticed the man was transforming into the gorilla akuma. Gorizilla! And he rushed up the steps as the akuma moved and pounded his chest.

“Gorizilla, go gather up anyone who has been akumatized that you know of. I will handle Mr. Agreste myself.”

The giant akuma nodded at its master and headed off, leaving the agreste mansion with a giant hole that was once the front of the mansion.

“Handle me? And what do you plan to do?”

Masquerade’s necklace began to glow.

“Oh! Well that is very interesting,” Masquerade mused aloud as she learned from the glowing charm.

“What do you mean, interesting?” Gabriel asked. He knew that the charm had the bonus effect of pointing out the emotional weak points of those that had been akumatized. But he had PRETENDED to be angry and wasn’t actually emotional when the akuma took over. Did the charm still impact him the same way it did everyone else?

Masquerade started walking up the steps.

“You blame yourself for your wife’s passing.”

The statement was a blade pointed right at his throat. But Gabriel refused to react. He would not let himself be taken advantage of by his own akuma. He has been on the receiving end one too many times and he would be damned if he let that psychopath have control of him.

Masquerade saw that Gabriel was not reacting to the statement.

“I have never seen a man more miserable and pathetic,” Masquerade said. Her words sounded genuine and cutting.

Gabriel tried to turn around and walk away. But Masquerade jumped high with her superhuman agility and landed right in front of him, continuing her tearing down of his emotional state.

“All of this wealth and yet you are obsessed with what you don’t have. You are so blinded by the grief of losing your wife that everything else in your life may as well not exist. You locked yourself away, desperately trying to find something, anything that would bring her back. But now you are finding that color is starting to return in your life. You feel guilt over hiding the truth from your son, you loathe the attraction that you have been developing for another woman. You hate that you can’t dedicate every second to your lost wife and any speck of joy you feel without her here feels like treason since she is not here with you. You are a man so blind with his obsession that you fail to see the world doesn’t revolve around you. It's disgusting.”

“You know nothing of my life,” Gabriel dismissed.

But Masquerade knew he would say that. She only smiled. The truth was right in front of her. And she was ready to bring it home.

“You are actually terrified of facing her again.”

That shook Gabriel.

“What?”

“You are afraid of seeing her again. Whether it’s a year or 10 years, you feel that even if you could bring her back, she would be here and realize how much of a shell you had become without her. You are afraid that your obsession with her will be the very thing that drives her away once you see her again.”

“That isn’t true.”

“Then why haven’t you brought her back yet? Don’t you love her?”

Gabriel felt like his heart was being repeatedly punched.

“How dare you question my love for my wife!”

“Then why isn’t she here? If you loved her she wouldn’t have been taken from you and Adrien. But you were far too pathetic to do it. You failed her, and you are still failing her. You will never be with her again, and deep down. You know it to be true,” Masquerade answered coldly.

Those words were enough to get him down. That is what finally did him in.

Gabriel fell to his knees.

“No…”

Gabriel had broken. Masquerade knew she had him.

He was emotionally devastated, to the point where couldn’t even react to the mask coming his way.

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Well now things are now hitting their highest points of drama!

Will Ladybug and other heroes be able to stand up to Masquerade?

Will Mayura fall to Simularé's double cross?

Will I EVER update in time?

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[luverts]

amazing // vinnie hacker

warnings: cussing , insecure , light smut .

vinnie x reader (best friends…)

"are you fucking kidding me,” you cry as you stare at yourself in the mirror. the black, lace bodycon dress you got for your birthday looked AMAZING on you, but you couldn't stop overthinking it, your makeup, the food, and if it was even a good idea having a party in the first place.

even though it's only a few friends that are over, you can't help but let everything get the best of you. you anxiously pace the room, debating if you should even go down or not, your nerves all over the place.

"okay, y/n, come on you got this,” you reassure yourself as you head to the bathroom and try to wipe off and fix your smudged mascara in the mirror. "breatheee."

though every time you would wipe the leaking mascara off— more would leak down and stress you out even more.

"y/n, hello, you in there?" someone asks and knocks on the bathroom door. you recognize the voice instantly. vinnie. "can i come in?" your best friend asks, but you don't want him to see you like this and try to quickly wipe everything off and calm yourself. "one sec." but he comes in anyway.

"woah. hey, baby, are you okay?" he walks over, immediately engulfing you in a hug, and you try to speak but only tears come out, and you cry into his chest as he rubs his hand up and down your back.

"what's wrong, y/n?" he whispers before lightly kissing your head. "i-i can't do this, vin,” you choke out. he tries to reassure you that everything's going to be okay and the night’s going to be perfect, but everything just goes in one ear and out the other.

he pulls back from the hug, trying to look at your face but you continue to bury it into his chest. "y/n," he places his finger under your chin and pulls you up to look at him. both of your lips are parted as you simply stare at each other, and vinnie can't help but admire how beautiful you are, even in this state.

"sorry about that,” you chuckle lowly, pointing at the mascara marks you made on his shirt. "don't worry about it. now let me help you get cleaned up." he catches you off guard by moving his hands to the back of your thighs, picking you up and placing you on the counter which makes you squeal.

"vin, you don't hav—" "shh,” he shushes you as he wets a cloth and starts dabbing it on your face. you couldn't help but heat up as he stood in between your legs, one of his strong hands on your thigh as the other one works on taking off the watery mascara— the way he looks so concentrated doing it— it makes you melt.

"so, what happened?" he mumbles as he focuses on wiping off a line of mascara that ran down the right side of your cheek. "mm." "you know you can always talk to me, right?” "i know. i just— it's nothing." "y/n," he whispers, stopping the motion and puts the cloth down before cupping your cheek and slowly carresses it with his thumb.

"talk to me, please." it's quiet as you stare into each others eyes. a single tear runs down your cheek, that he immediately wipes away.

"the dress,” you choke out, and he gives you a confused look. "this dress?" you nod your head. "y/n, you look incredible, perfect, amazing as always, and i promise you it’s not worth it crying over it b-because you look so fucking beautiful, and if i’m being honest with you, you’re the absolute prettiest girl i’ve ever seen, in my entire life, and it’s hurting me that you—”

you cut him off by smashing your lips onto his and wrap your arms around the back of his neck, pulling him closer. once he realizes what's going on, he immediately kisses you back, moving the hand that was on top of your thigh under it and gives it a light squeeze. “f-fuck.”

the kiss was feverish. you wrap your legs around the back of his thighs, your bodies rocking against each other as you’re making out on the bathroom counter. his tongue constantly swiping your bottom lip, asking for entrance and you moan when his hand moves to squeeze your ass, vinnie using that as a chance to finally slip his tongue in and you both groan and moan into the kiss.

the make out goes on for another 5 minutes, you feel your lips getting swollen but neither of you want to break away from this new feeling that feels so good and just so right.

unfortunately, while vinnie gets more comfortable, constantly squeezing your ass, making you moan and him smile into the kiss, somebody bangs on the door and before you can process it, the door flies open.

"guys come— oh, shit!" troy gasps as he sees you and vinnies bodies still pressed together, sucking each other’s faces in the bathroom and shuts the door right away. you guys finally pull back from the kiss, panting and both of you biting your lips as you stare into eachothers lustful eyes.

vinnie’s about to say something when there’s another knock on the door, troy again. “ummm, sorry for interrupting your err moment— but um everyone’s waiting for you guys,” troy stutters as he has no idea what to say, feeling slightly guilty that he interrupted your moment. he was simply told to call the two of you to come down and was definitely not accepting to see what he just saw.

the best friends chuckle, and vinnie smiles as he wipes the rest of the mascara off your tinted cheeks. you sigh, not caring anymore about your makeup and finally realize that you do in fact look amazing in the dress.

“you ready, birthday girl?” vinnie smirks as he helps you off the counter. your hands intertwined as the two of you head down stairs, laughing and then enjoying the rest of the night with your friends.

02/09/21

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[jeonsjiddies]

Say You Want Me | ksj (m)

Summary - Reluctantly joining your friend at a party pays off when you end up alone with Seokjin in his apartment and he shows you what you’ve been missing out on.

Word Count - 2953

Pairing - Seokjin x reader

Genre - smut

Warnings - praise kink?, short lived sexual harassment, penetrative sex, oral (f recieving), big dick Jin, soft sex

a/n: another re-write from a previous fandom. :)

“No,” you glared at your friend, crossing your arms.

“But Y/N! I can’t go without you,” MacKenzie whined.

“I won’t tell.”

“It’s not that, Y/N. I need you there.” she pouted. “You’re my moral support.”

“I support you morally… from here,” you sighed, resolve already breaking.

“Please?” she begged, gripping your arm dramatically.

“I hate you,” you hissed and she jumped up and down, squealing.

You only sighed in response, but that didn’t deter MacKenzie. She jumped into action, pulling out clothes for you to review. Most of her clothes left little to the imagination and you felt naked just looking at them.

“This would look amazing on you.”

She held up a black dress with a belt that was shaped like a bow with diamonds on it. The hem was high and the neckline low.

“There’s no way I’m wearing that.”

“Come on, Y/N. Live a little. Maybe a certain Mr. Kim will be there,” she wiggled her eyebrows.

Your friend was well aware of your weakness for Seokjin. You had several classes with the tall boy, and you guys talked often, but weren’t exactly friends. You had a huge crush on him though. Low blow to use them as bait. You grabbed the dress and put it on in the bathroom. You looked in the mirror, looking like a different person entirely. You threw on a light jacket so the outfit wasn’t quite as revealing.

“You look hot,” MacKenzie sing-songed.

“So do you, babe.”

You both split an uber to take you to the party, not wanting to mess with driving in the event that you did end up drinking and she no longer had a designated driver. The closer you got to the party, the more you shook with nerves.

“This is going to be so much fun!” MacKenzie giggled.

You nodded, already wishing you’d stayed home. The uber dropped you off and you could hear the music thumping already. You gulped, pulling your jacket tighter around you.

“MacKenzie and her little wallflower. You made it,” Wonho, who was throwing the party, greeted with a grin.

You waved shyly, surveying your surroundings, where people seemed to have grouped off in cliques. Athletic people were in the kitchen drinking. The artsy crowd were over by the couch, giggling amongst themselves. The “bad” boys were by the TV chatting. Some stragglers danced. You saw Jimin, Taehyung, Namjoon, and Hoseok off on their own, and you went to talk to them, following MacKenzie.

“Hey Kenzie, hey Y/N,” they greeted.

You smiled and waved, “hi guys.”

You guys talked for a while (you mostly listened) before you wandered off to get some water. You left your jacket on the chair because the house was getting pretty hot, and you figured no one would pay attention to you without MacKenzie.

“Wow, y/n/ Looking good.” Gi-oh, the local campus fuckboy, slurred as he leaned on you with one arm.

“Thanks…” you said quietly, trying to wiggle out of his grip.

“Where have you been hiding that banging body baby?” he drawled on, one hand drifting to your backside and giving it a squeeze.

“Gi-oh, don’t,” you said, trying again to move away from him but his hand gripped your arm, pulling you in.

“Come on, Y/N. You didn’t dress up like that to be ignored,” Gi-oh argued.

“Stop, please,” you tried yanking your arm free.

“She said no, Gi-oh,” you heard a deep, angry voice behind you.

You turned around, coming face-to-face with Seokjin.

“Back off, freak. Y/N and I are just having a little fun,” Gi-oh rolled his eyes.

“Are you having fun, Y/N?” Jin asked.

“No,” you said quietly.

“Leave her alone. No means no,” Jin growled.

“Fine, you can have her ugly ass. Y/N don’t come crying to me when this bites you in the ass,” Gi-oh huffed, storming away.

“You okay?” Seokjin asked you.

“I’m fine…” you looked at the ground.

“Do you want to get some air? You look flushed.”

“After what happened with Gi-oh I don’t want to be alone out there in the dark,” you kicked at the floor with your shoe, avoiding eye contact.

“Do you want me to come with you?” Jin offered.

You looked up at him nervously and nodded slightly.

“If you wouldn’t mind?” you asked.

He nodded, following you out the door and down the driveway.

“Thank you for coming with me,” you nearly whispered, looking down at the ground.

Jin was hot and you were super nervous to be alone with him outside of classes, yet his presence made you feel safe, like nothing and no one could hurt you.

“No problem,” he smiled reassuringly.

You both walked in silence, and you kept glancing over at Jin nervously, feeling more awkward by the second. Jin was a man of few words, unless he was angry, so he wasn’t likely to start a conversation. You normally thrived in silence. Comfortable silence. This was awkward silence. It was driving you insane.

“Sorry you’re missing out on the party because of me.”

“I didn’t want to be there anyway,” he shrugged with a light chuckle.

“Why’d you come then?” you asked.

“Namjoon and Hoseok,” he explained.

“Your friends dragged you along too,” you smiled.

“Seems to be a recurring theme,” he glanced at you, the corner of his mouth twisting up.

You shivered as a chilly breeze flew past, cursing yourself internally for leaving your jacket at the party. Jin looked at you for a moment before shrugging his jacket off and wrapping it around your shoulders.

“Won’t you get cold?” you asked.

“I’ll be fine. Can’t let a pretty lady freeze to death, now can I?” his eyes twinkled.

Your cheeks burned hot and you hid your face but you were sure Jin could tell from the glow of the street lamps but he didn’t say anything. You didn’t miss the smirk that played on his lips though.

“I...thank you.” you managed to say quietly.

“Just callin’ it as I see it, princess,” Jin chuckled.

You hadn’t noticed you’d been walking long enough to be almost to the end of the Northside. You slowed down, looking around. The beautiful dark sky had lost its pretty diamond stars magical glow and storm clouds had replaced them.

“Where are we?” you asked.

“Edge of town, didn’t notice we’d gone this far,” Jin answered.

The first drop of rain fell right on Jin’s forehead, and it started sprinkling, slowly turning into a heavier rain.

“Fuck, we’d better get inside somewhere,” Jin said, glancing around at all the closed signs on businesses.

“How far away are we from the party?” you asked.

“Like, 6 miles.”

“We’re gonna get soaked,” you frowned.

“My place is only a half mile from here,” he shrugged.

“Your place? You live alone?” you asked.

Jin nodded and the rain started pouring.

“Lead the way!” you shouted over the drumming of the water on the pavement.

He took off running, grabbing your hand and pulling you along with him so you didn’t fall behind with your much shorter legs. You struggled to keep up as he led you to his apartment complex and unlocked the door to his unit, ushering you inside. You stood by the door, trying to squeeze the water out of your hair. Jin shook his head like a wet dog. You froze, not sure what to do, rocking back and forth on your feet.

“Do you want some water? Maybe some dry clothes?” Jin offered, gesturing to your soaked dress.

“Would you mind? I’m kind of cold,” you let out a nervous giggle.

“Sure.” he disappeared into the bedroom, re-emerging in dry clothes, holding out a flannel shirt and some shorts for you.

“I think the shorts might be too big but the shirt is pretty long, so…” he trailed off.

“Thank you,” you took the clothes and went to the bathroom to change.

You stripped off your wet dress and pulled Jin’s shirt onto your body. It was almost as long as the dress. Your hair fell in damp waves after you’d rung it out and brushed through it. You cleaned up some of your running makeup and tried on the shorts, but they fell right off and you didn’t have a hair tie to make them stay. You hung your dress over the shower rod to dry then turned to look at yourself in the mirror and you felt kind of… sexy. Standing there in Jin’s shirt covering your body until mid-thigh, you looked hot. You walked out of the bathroom, immediately feeling less confident until you saw Jin’s split second double take. You coughed nervously and looked down.

“The shorts were too big,” you explained, handing them back.

“Okay,” he said quietly, his eyes raking up and down your body before snapping out of it and clearing his throat.

“So… what now?” you asked.

“It’s still pouring so I guess wait out the storm here?” he asked.

“Sure.” you smiled.

“Ummm… do you want to play a game or watch a movie or something?” he asked.

“We can play a game.” you smiled, sitting down and making sure you were covered up.

“Never have I ever or truth or dare?” he smirked.

“Ummm.. never have I ever,” you decided.

“Drinking version?” he lifted an eyebrow.

“Not in your best interest,” you laughed.

“Alright then, hold up your fingers,” he instructed.

You held up both hands, showing all ten fingers.

“Never have I ever read a fashion magazine.” Seokjin started.

You put one finger down.

“Never have I ever joined a frat,” you grinned, watching him frown before putting his finger down.

“Never have I ever read a romance novel,” he smirked.

You giggled and put your finger down.

“Never have I ever played beer pong,” you shot back.

Jin put down a finger, then thought for a moment.

“Never have I ever shaved my legs,” he laughed.

You rolled your eyes with a smile and put a finger down.

“Never have I ever been in a fight,” you said.

Jin put his finger down.

“Never have I ever had sex with a guy,” he grinned.

You sat there awkwardly.

“Wait, are you into girls?” he asked.

You shook your head, avoiding eye contact.

“You’re a virgin?” he gaped.

You looked down and nodded.

“That’s insane. Is it a personal choice?” he asked.

“Kind of? I haven’t met anyone I want to have sex with that feels the same,” you explained.

“Who in their right mind would pass up that opportunity?” he shook his head.

You looked away and giggled.

“Never have I ever kissed someone,” you said, keeping the game going.

“WHAT? No one has kissed you?! Y/N this is a travesty!” he squawked.

“Volunteering as tribute?” you joked.

“Damn straight I am.”

“Wait, what?” your eyes bugged out.

“I’d gladly kiss you,” he clarified.

“Really?” you tried to hide the hope in your voice.

Your stomach was in knots, butterflies wreaking havoc when he said, “yes.”

“Okay,” you barely whispered.

Jin scooted closer to you, glancing from your eyes to your lips as the anticipation increased. You were nothing but nerves as he cupped your face in both of his large hands, calloused fingers gingerly rubbing along your skin. Jin leaned in, closing his eyes. Holy shit, this is happening. Jin’s plush lips barely brushed yours, a featherlight touch, but your heart stopped. He kissed you for real, pressing his lips against your own firmly, and your whole world spun out of control. You were dizzy and full of joy and you couldn’t believe you’d been missing out on this. You felt like time had stopped. Jin pulled away, looking into your eyes like he was searching for something.

“Wow, if I’d known kissing felt like that I’d have done it sooner,” you broke the silence.

“It doesn’t,” he said in awe, “it never feels like that.”

“Oh,” you whispered.

In a flash, Jin crashed his lips to yours again and you fell back with the impact, Jin hovering over you on the couch. You wound your hands in his hair as he deepened the kiss, hands all over your body. You felt like a light switch had been turned on, and you were warm all over. You moaned into Jin’s mouth as his hands grazed your inner thigh.

“If you keep that up I won’t be able to stop myself,” Jin warned.

“Then don’t,” you said, looking into his eyes, “don’t stop.”

His eyes darkened and he studied you for a moment.

“Are you sure about this, Y/N?” he asked.

You nodded.

“I need to hear you say it. Say you want me,” he purred in your ear.

“I want you Seokjin, so badly,” you whined.

That was all it took.

Jin ripped his shirt over his head, then with ridiculously quick and talented fingers, unbuttoned the flannel you were wearing, exposing your body to him. He licked his lips, eyes wandering along your smooth skin. Jin wasted no time, tossing the shirt off somewhere in the room and attacking your neck with love bites. You moaned his name, spurring him on. He unclipped your bra in record speed, his tongue instantly finding its way to your nipples, causing you to arch your back off the couch.

“This is your first time. It shouldn’t be here,” Jin mumbled, picking you up bridal style in nothing but your panties, carrying you into his bedroom and placing you gently on top of the covers.

You watched as he undid his belt and slid his pants off, only in his boxers as his body hovered over yours once more. Jin slowed down his assault, reminding himself this was a special moment for you, and he wanted it to be a good memory. He kissed and sucked on your neck, collarbone, your breasts, giving every inch of your skin attention.

“You’re so gorgeous, Y/N. So pretty,” he cooed in your ear, “I’m gonna make you feel so good baby, you’ll never forget this night. You’re going to feel me inside you for weeks after this, I promise.”

You squirmed at his dirty words, watching him.

“Prove it.”

Jin lifted an eyebrow, then started kissing down your stomach, skipping where you really wanted him entirely, and nipping at your inner thighs, massaging them each time. You leaned your head back, reveling in the feeling. You should’ve started having sex ages ago, this was amazing. Or maybe it was just Seokjin.

You were so lost in your thoughts, it took you by surprise when Jin’s tongue dived inside your aching heat and you groaned as his tongue licked figure 8’s on your clit, fingers slowly pumping in and out of you. It felt so good to be touched by Seokjin. Of course you’d touched yourself over the years, but fuck it felt so much better when Jin did it. He was electrocuting you in the best way possible. You were so close to losing it when Jin halted his efforts and reached for the condom. He pulled his boxers down, exposing his rock hard cock and your eyes widened. He was huge. He had such a pretty cock though, you weren’t surprised. All of him was pretty.

“Are you sure you’re ready?” Seokjin confirmed.

“Yes. I want you so bad, Jin,” you said, taking his hand and pulling him closer, “I’m glad it’s you.”

Jin smiled, kissing you gently and sliding into you, pausing to let you adjust when you hissed. Jin was big, you knew that even with your limited experience, and it kind of burned. The burning subsided and you gave him the okay to move, and once he did, you lost your mind. Every time Jin moved inside you, you felt like you were going to explode with pleasure. Each thrust felt significantly better than the last. He went slow, murmuring sweet things in your ear and taking his time, making sure you were comfortable.

“Fuck Jin,” you moaned.

You were so close, on the edge of bliss, and Jin could tell. He sped up, moving in and out of you a little rougher, only once he knew you could handle it. It didn’t take long after he sped up for you to lose it. You screamed his name, clinging to his body and scratching at his shoulders. You were flying, floating, burning, dying inside. It felt like nothing you’d ever experienced in your life. You could die a happy woman if this was the last thing you ever did. You couldn’t even suck in a breath, your whole body was shaking from the immaculate pleasure coursing through you. Jin rode you through your high, milking it for all it was worth before spilling into the condom himself, then flopping next to you, exhausted. After you both calmed down and found your normal breathing again, Jin looked over at you and found you watching him.

“Not to be ‘that girl’ but… what are we now? Are we just friends, or-” you began.

“No. I want you to be mine. I don’t want to think about you begging for anyone else, being touched by anyone else. Will you be mine?” he asked.

“Yes,” you rushed out, tackling him in little kisses.

You both cuddled for a while, and you changed your relationship status online, begging Seokjin for a couples selfie. He said no about 15 times before you wore him down, fixing your hair as best you could before snapping the photo and posting it online, tagging Seokjin in it. You commented underneath.

@sugaflake thanks for making me go out tonight, it was definitely worth it. <3

#KIM SEOKJIN #KIM SEOKJIN X READER #JIN #JIN X READER #JIN SMUT #SEOKJIN SMUT #BTS #BTS SMUT #seokjin #seokjin x reader

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Bare yourself (part three)

Pairing: CEO Jimin x female reader

Summary: After a serious hack from your office building, fingers start being pointed but in which direction is the right one and where will that leave you and your boss, Jimin?

Genre: CEO au / smut / angst / series / workplace au / strangers to lovers au / boss/employee au

Rating: 18+ (NSFW)

Warnings: Phone sex / Masturbation m and f / Police interrogation / Explicit language / CEO Jimin

Word count: 3.5k

Beta: @erotikkook thank you!

Notes: Ok, so this took me a ridiculously long time to finish, life is manic but here's the next chapter. Thank you for being patient. Hope you all enjoy!

Taglist: @jungkooksbroski @unoriginal-username15432 @yoobikook @vonvi-blog @itsohhonney @kpopnoobsstuff @namyoongles @btsmosphere @autumnbear @ownthesunshine @btstista​

"Miss l/n, we know the hack came from inside the building. All I want to do is find out who's responsible. Which means I need your cooperation." Detective Kim Namjoon peers at you over the frames of his dark glasses. 

"And like I've said, you have my full cooperation. I cannot tell you anything more than I already have." You respond leaning forward on the table, desperate for him to believe you.

He slumps back in his seat and sighs. "Miss l/n, we can't keep doing this back and forth routine. I-"

"Sir, I love my job and I love this company," you interrupt. "I also think very highly of my boss, I. Would. Not. Do. This."

"How high?"

You freeze at his sudden change of questioning. "What?"

"How high?" He repeats. "Is something going on between you two?"

You straighten your back, looking at him through narrowed eyes, feeling the rock of a lie settle in your stomach and weigh you down. "Mr. Kim, I am a professional."

He puts both his hands up in surrender. "No offense intended ma'am. It's just that some of your other coworkers seem quite smitten with him."

You almost roll your eyes, knowing you were probably just as dreamy eyed as your co-workers but too proud to admit it.

"Oh, and they did mention the two of you cosying up at a recent work party."

You resist the urge to swallow as your heart pounds violently inside you, panic squeezing your pumping organ in a vice grip. You thought no one had noticed your exchange or your absence when you both left.  

"We were talking, yes. He offered me a promotion and wanted to discuss it."

He looks impressed. "Wow, what a good opportunity, he must trust you a lot."

"He did." 

"Until this?" He scrubs a hand over his smooth face and you nod.

"Um-hm. What would you say you could hack into?"

You frown, not understanding the question. "Sorry?"

"Could you hack just about anything?"

Thinking about it you shrug, "Most things I'd say."

"Even something as impenetrable as this program?"

You laugh. "Sir, I designed the security portion of this program, I wouldn't need to hack into it." You lean forward again. "Let me explain something to you, if I were to do something like this, I would have been in and out without anyone knowing. I would know how to cover my tracks without being detected."

You pause rubbing your temples, "If you ask me, this was done by someone with a limited knowledge of hacking and computers. Either that or this person is trying to frame someone in the company. They're your two options."

He smiles at you, two dimples forming an endearing crevice in his cheeks.

"They told me you were smart."

You rub your face ignoring his remark. "I have been here for hours. Am I free to go or are you going to charge me with something?"

"Just one more question. What were you doing last night?"

Your heart stutters before pounding guiltily against your ribcage, with every beat you're almost sure you can hear Jimin's name. Ji-min. Ji-min.

Folding your hands in your lap to disguise you pinching your wrist under the table, trying to do anything to keep your hectic mind calm as you know you have to lie.

"I was at home."

"Alone?" 

The smirk he gives you makes your stomach churn, as if he can see right through you and your lies, as if he can see everything that transpired last night flashing behind your eyes. 

"Yes." Your voice comes out raspy, a sudden dry patch in your throat makes you swallow involuntarily.

"Run me through your evening." He sinks lower into his seat, you're almost waiting for him to pull out a footstool and put his feet up.

"We set up the project, waited for it to go live-"

"Who's we?"

"My team, myself and Mr. Park."

He nods and gestures a hand for you to continue.

"Once it was live, we monitored it for a few hours, checked everything was in working order and most of my team went home for the night. It was pretty late by then."

He jots your account down on his laptop, the keys clicking furiously as you speak.

"What time is 'late'?"

"Around 10ish."

He raises his brows. "Is that a typical work day for you?"

You shake your head. "No, it was only because we wanted to make sure everything went ok with the go live, a few tweaks and adjustments had to be made, nothing major."

He nods, eyes focused on his screen. "Is that usual at the end of a project, tweaks and adjustments?" 

You shrug. "Sometimes yes, on big projects, sometimes you can't see certain errors until a go live."

"Ok, so it's 10 o'clock and your team have gone home, leaving you and Mr. Park. What happened next?"

You massage your temples. "We spoke in his office."

"About what?"

Your hand slams down on the table, an action you didn't intend. "Is that relevant?"

He looks up startled, then smiles. "Why? Have I touched a nerve?"

You resist the urge to lean across the table and pound your fist into his smug face and instead lean back in your seat with your arms folded, an attempt at shielding yourself. "We spoke about the project and the result. It seemed to be successful, at the time, so we had a celebratory night cap."

He shoves his laptop aside, leaning forward on his elbows, ears pricked and ready. "Let me get this straight. You and the - forgive me - handsome Mr. Park are alone in the building, in his office and having a night cap, late at night?"

"Yes." You reply bluntly, the arrogance of him, so sure he'll find your lie, flaming your veins with rage.

"Does Mr. Park regularly have his colleagues in his office for a night cap?"

"I wouldn't know sir, I'm not his secretary."

"Even if you were, she'd have gone home hours ago, according to you." He pauses watching you, his eyes so intense they feel smothering-suffocating. 

His stare eases, releasing you from its hold. "Ok continue, what happened after your night cap?" He relaxes and goes back to typing. 

You breathe a sigh of relief, air feeling light and free again.

"We talked, I finished my drink, then I went home."

"How did you get home?"

You pause. If you lie, they're bound to see the footage of you and Jimin leaving the building together, with you getting into his car. 

"Miss l/n? How did you get home?" 

Here he goes looking expectantly over the rim of his glasses again.

"Mr. Park gave me a ride home."

And there was that infuriating smirk again. "Is that so? Was his driver there or did Mr. Park do the driving?"

You feel the heat on the back of your neck as you're reminded of how Jimin's hands felt on your skin, hot and eager in the back of the car. "His driver took me."

"With Mr. Park."

You nod slowly. 

"And I suppose he just said goodnight and off you went?"

"You're correct, sir." 

"And Mr. Park will vouch for this story of yours?" He taps his bottom lip with the pen he just pulled out of his pocket.

You nod. "He will because it's the truth." You're both praying and hoping you'd have a chance to speak to Jimin before he got interviewed...if he hasn't been already. God, if they found out you were lying about this, it would make you look so guilty.

"Uh-huh. One other thing…"

Fighting the frustrated growl boiling up inside you, you give him a false smile.

"Do you have any idea why someone would want to hack this software?"

You mull it over briefly, "I would imagine, seeing as it's a security breach for information, that it's to steal. Most of our clients are..." you struggle to find the appropriate wording.

"Rich." He intejects.

You nod agreeing.

"Ummm." He adds watching you, before sitting up and closing his laptop abruptly. "Ok, miss l/n, you're free to go. But we'll be in touch, I assure you." 

He stands up and you quickly follow him out of the room. When he shows you the direction the exit is in he turns to face you and holds out a hand. 

"It's been a pleasure, miss l/n, I know you probably won't be able to say the same, nevertheless." He shakes your hand with a half smile causing the dimple to return, somehow completely softening his face.

You nod and leave as quickly as your tired body will let you.

The cool, night air hitting your face immediately calms your panicked mind. You need to speak to Jimin but it might not be safe to do so.

"Are you ok, y/n?" A deep voice sounds from beside you, silencing all your other chaotic thoughts.

You spin and see Taehyung leaning casually against the pillar of the building smoking.

You relax at the sight of a familiar face. Jimin's personal assistant has always been friendly and kind towards you. You weren't sure but rumours in your company suggested that the two of them were even brothers, although you doubted it as they didn't resemble each other in the slightest.

"Yeah, glad to be out of there though." You reply, massaging the back of your neck.

"I bet, you've been in there a long time. I saw you leave to go to the station with them hours ago."

You nod. "It's been a long and very trying day. Are you waiting to be interviewed?"

He nods, taking a long drag, you watch as the end illuminates orange. 

"Well, I hope they don't keep you in there too long."

"They shouldn't. I've been away, only got back last night. Don't see how much use I can be to them."

He flicks his cigarette into the road and closes the distance between you.

"Listen, if there's anything you need or if you just want to talk or rant, anything. Don't hesitate to give me a call." He hands you his card. "This is a tough situation for everyone, we all need someone every now and then."

His bright, boxy grin has your mouth upturning before you know it. You thank him and hail and cab. Glancing at him, you see him watching you as the car drives away, unsure as to whether he's flirting or you're reading too much into it and he's being his usual cheerful self.

You shrug it off. All you can think of is getting home, running a nice, hot bath and forgetting this day ever happened.

*****

Back to reality as you sit with your silk robe wrapped around you, your laptop positioned neatly on your thighs, going through every possible way someone could have hacked into this, looking for how they got in. 

But nothing made sense, this was definitely not a hack done by someone with limited knowledge as you originally thought. 

There was no trace of anything left behind, no mark that anyone had even been in. Which only means, the hack had to be someone with inside knowledge of the project already, it definitely wasn't an outside hacker.

A more alarming finding was discovering the computer used for the hack was actually yours.

But why make it so obvious where the hack took place and which computer...unless...someone is trying to frame you. This wasn't something you had realistically considered. 

If you were honest, no one was even jumping out at you as a suspect. You trusted everyone in your team and everyone who helped on this project.

You sigh, massaging your temples as you try to clear your mind.

A harsh knock on the door makes you jump and you glance at your phone. 

02.31.

Who on earth would be knocking at this hour?

You head over, opening the door slightly with the chain still pulled tight across, to see a man; hat pulled down covering his eyes, standing there handing you a small, brown package through the gap.

"It's from Jimin." He says quietly. You watch his mouth - the only part of his face you can see - stretch into a gummy smile, before turning and exiting the building. 

Bewildered, you close the door and rip open the box. Staring at its contents and searching for some kind of note explaining what on earth this is for. 

A phone. 

What are you supposed to do with it?

You take it out, examining it and noticing the mistletoe background. Just like the mistletoe you first kissed Jimin under.

You jump out of your skin, fear firing an ice bolt right through you as it lights up and starts ringing.

Hesitantly, you answer. "Hello?"

"Y/n," Jimin's breathy voice sounds in your ear and sends a scattering of goosebumps across your skin. "I'm sorry for the cloak and dagger but I'm unsure if I'm being watched."

"By the police?" You ask, worried at the urgency in his voice.

"Not just them. Listen," he starts before you can interject. "I want you to know that no matter how it seems or what I say in front of other people, I do believe that you had nothing to do with this hack."

The relief that floods you has your shoulders relaxing instantly, not even aware they were tense. "I am glad to hear you say that, thank you."

"I also want to apologise, I did not mean for your involvement with me to put you at risk of any trouble."

You frown, trying to make sense of his words. "I really don't see how the two are connected."

He sighs and the urge you have to comfort him, to wrap your arms around him until his stress is eased, almost has you putting on your shoes and coat. "It doesn't matter. Things are complicated with me and it wasn't fair for me to drag you into that."

"Hey, hey," you sit down on the edge of your bed. "You didn't drag me anywhere. I'm a big girl Jimin, I can make my own decisions, last night being one of them and I definitely do not have any regrets about that."

You're met with silence as you find yourself fiddling with the bedsheets, reminiscing his touch. 

"I most definitely do not regret it either." He finally says. You think you can hear a slight smile in his voice. "That was a moment I had wanted for longer than I care to admit."

His unexpected confession causes a furious blush to creep up your chest.

"I wish I could see you." The desperation in his voice makes you hot underneath your robe.

"Why don't you come over?" You ask, hesitantly biting your lower lip.

"I wish I could, lord knows I do, but I can't risk it, for your sake." 

You collapse back on the bed in frustration, his scent jumps up and captures you, pulling your mind into filthy places. "My bed sheets still smell like you." You say the words before thinking them through. 

"Do they?" His voice is suddenly husky and full of want. "And what is going through that impressive mind of yours?" 

"You are. Your touch, your taste, how I wish to feel your perfect lips on me again." Your hand makes its way down to open your robe, cool air hitting your skin and puckering your nipples.

"Hmm-mm, and what are you doing while you're thinking about me?" He asks.

"What do you want me to do, Jimin?" You accentuate his name, knowing how much he loves it when you say it.

"Touch yourself." He whispers.

You waste no time in obeying, as your fingers travel quickly down to your throbbing clitorous. The feel of your fingertips massaging your sweet bud makes you moan.

"Oh god, this makes me want to see you even more." He groans. 

You use the phone to snap a quick photo of your actions and send it to the number you're on the line too. "Incoming message, sir." You say teasingly.

"Oh, fuck," he says in the distance and instantly followed by the sound of his trouser zipper being undone. "You make me crazy." His voice is right back at your ear.

"Jimin, I wish it was my mouth around your rock hard cock." 

"Me too, angel. God, what I wouldn't give to feel you around me. Tell me, what would you want me to do to you?" He grunts, the sound of him pleasuring himself causes a gush of arousal to spill from your eager hole and you spread it over yourself.

"I'd want your mouth on me...everywhere, tasting just how wet I am for you." You pant.

"Just for me?" 

"Yes, all for you." You lightly trace circles over your swollen sweet spot, toes curling when he breathes your name down the phone.

"I want to be inside you, again." 

"Anytime, anywhere, just tell me." You whisper, that undeniable build up already at peak point. "I'm going to cum." 

"That's it angel, cum with me." 

You unravel, back arching off the bed and burying your face into the sheets, relishing his scent. You hear him orgasm, repeating your name continuously. It makes you smile inside and it makes you feel powerful knowing how much he wants you.

"I have to say," he says, after you both get your breath back. "That was not the reason for me sending the phone."

You can't help but laugh at that. "What was the reason?"

He sighs again. "Mostly, to apologise and to have a way to speak to you that I know is safe. We have to be careful, now."

"Why, what are you so worried about?"

A long pause. "I can't," you can almost hear his inner turmoil, the fight with himself. "I'm just trying to protect you. You don't need to be involved."

You're about to argue but something inside you stills. If you push someone like Jimin too much, he'll only clam up further, he'll open up when he's ready...you hope.

"Keep this phone on, ok?" He pleads.

"More late night phone sex?" You tease, chewing your lip.

"I wouldn't say no," he laughs. "I do, however, just want to be able to talk to you, if that's ok?" 

You nod and realise he can't see that. "Of course, anytime."

"I wouldn't say that, you'll never get me off the phone." 

You feel yourself smiling like a cheshire cat, feeling like a lovesick school girl again. What has this man reduced you to?

"Goodnight y/n. Sleep well, angel." He hangs up the phone, leaving your heart stuttering and your stomach flipping with excitement. The prospect of something new on the horizon, even with all the current problems you're facing, something still seeming positive might come out of this. All you can do is hope.

******

Getting ready for work the next morning you felt conflicted, part of you was on cloud nine, drifting blissfully along on nothing but hope and dreams. The other part was dreading the work day and what it could bring, plus you still had your own discreet investigating to do.

A harsh, yet cheerful rap on your door, startled you. 

Rushing to the door to see who it is, a small part clinging onto a chance it could be Jimin, only to be disappointed when you open the door and find detective Kim Namjoon staring back at you.

"Ah Miss l/n, I'm so glad I caught you before work, could I come in?" The same smug smile stretching his full lips as he leans casually against your door frame, his laptop hooked under his arm.

"Really? Right now, I'll be late for work." You reply, feeling a bit like a deer caught in headlights.

"That's ok, I've already informed your boss of your late arrival." He assures you cockily. "So, can I …?"

You grit your teeth and step out of the way, gesturing for him to enter. 

You watch as he studies every inch of your living area, peering into your bedroom.

"What is it I can help you with, detective?"

He turns to you, "Ah, yes of course." 

Setting his laptop down on your dining room table, hitting a few keys and spinning it round towards you. "You might want to sit down for this." He says, as he hits the play button.

You ignore him and watch. 

Video footage of your office building, of you walking to your office partition specifically. You watch yourself sit in the empty building, at your computer and leave again. You look up at the detective, confusion marring your brow and he simply taps the screen where the date and time stamp are.

You follow it, and re-read it at least three times, eyes open wider than ever, as if that'll somehow help you see different numbers.

The frown creases deeper into your forehead as your brain catches up with the fact that the video shows you, alone in the building, at the exact time and date of the hack. 

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Length: 1,528 words

Genre: Smut

A/N: I missed my mans Christian and he been looking delicious in his recent releases and appearances and now I feel some type of way.

Luxe wanted to be anywhere but at this dumbass party her parents decided to throw in her honor. They were celebrating the fact that she finished medical school and was now a doctor. She thought it was all unnecessary. While everyone was mingling she snuck off and was enjoying herself in her parents back garden when she heard someone clear their throat. She smiled as she immediately knew who it was.

“Christian.” She said as she went to hug him.

“Luxe Morgan Johnson. My my have you grown.” Christian replied.

“Oh my god. I see you’re still a huge flirt.” She said.

“Only for you baby girl.” He retorted.

“Ew gross. How did you even find me out here?” She asked.

“I know you too well. Plus you’ve always said this was your favorite place to relax, especially when your parents annoyed you.” Christian said as he took a seat next to her on freshly mowed grass.

“I missed you, you know. I don’t know if your mom told you, but I came looking for you that summer after I graduated from college. She said you were long gone. What happened?” Luxe asked.

“Honestly? Nothing bad I just…...I had to get out of this town. My dad was on me to take over the firm, my mom wanted me to apply myself more in school. I had enough so I just left.” Christian replied.

“You should have called me. I would have been there for you.” Luxe said. She was a little hurt that her best friend had kept this from her but she figured he had his reasons so she dropped the issue.

“I know I know but that’s in the past. But anyways your dad sent me out here to get you because dinner is being served in a few minutes.” Christian said. He stood up and held out his hand to pull her up. Luxe dusted off her clothes and headed inside with Christian. She walked in just as the servers started to bring out appetizers. As she took her seat she looked at all of the relatives and family friends and wanted to throw up. She vaguely remembered most of these people looking down upon her and her parents as they struggled to succeed. Now look at them, all gathered around her parent’s luxurious dining table ready to eat thousands of dollars worth of food. She shook those thoughts out of her head as Christian took a seat next to her. Once everyone was settled her dad lightly tapped his fork against his champagne glass and Luxe was not looking forward to whatever speech he was about to give.

“I just want to say that I’m so glad you all could make it. I am so proud of my baby girl and all that she’s achieved. TO LUXE!” Her dad cheered, the guests following his lead. One by one the guests gave speeches but Luxe and Christian were in their own little world.

“I’m sorry but this shit is boring. I need some entertainment.” Christian whispered to Luxe. Feeling his hot breath on her neck made her tingle. She shifted in her seat and Christian noticed. He smirked to himself and placed his left arm on his lap. He made sure no one was looking and slowly slipped his hand to the inside of her thighs. Luxe inhaled a sharp breath and tried her best to relax but how could she when her best friend’s hand was under her skirt. She composed herself and continued to listen to the speeches as Christian’s fingers ghosted over her lacy underwear. Thankfully the last person had just finished giving their speech and everyone was now free to eat. Luxe could still feel his hand between her legs as he lightly rubbed her through her underwear, making it extremely hard for her to eat her food.

“Ummm, I have to freshen up. Those speeches really moved me. Be right back.” Luxe quickly got up and made a beeline for their guest bathroom that was right off the dining area. She leaned over the sink and tried to calm her nerves. After about a couple minutes, she heard the door open and when she looked in the mirror she saw Christian standing behind her.

“You good?” Christian asked.

“You know damn well I’m not. What the hell was that?” Luxe asked.

“You seemed a little tense, I was just trying to help you. Plus like I said, I was bored and needed some entertainment.

“So your form of entertainment is fingering girls underneath the table in a room full of people? She asked.

“I mean I couldn’t bend you over the table so under the table was the next best thing.” He replied. He bit his lip and stared her down. Luxe kept up the eye contact, almost challenging him.

“So why are you in here? Did my dad send you to find me again?” Luxe asked.

“Does is matter why I’m here? Plus, I’ve been wanting to kiss you since I saw you sitting in the garden.” Christian said. Wasting no time Luxe pulled him in for a deep, passionate kiss when he suddenly pulled away. She was taken aback and got worried.

“What’s wrong? You okay?” She asked.

“Nah I’m good, it’s just…….that’s not where I wanted to kiss you.” He said as he slid to his knees. Once at eye level with her heat he pulled her skirt down and watched as it fell to her feet. He ran a finger up her soaked underwear and she let out a moan that was music to Christian’s ears. He stared at her as he moved her underwear to the side. He licked a long stripe up her slick folds and she visibly shuddered.

“I-I need more. Fuck I need more.” Luxe moaned out. Christian was more than happy to oblige. He immediately dug in. He began eating her like she was his last meal. Luxe lost her balance and he swung her leg over his shoulder. She grabbed a hold of his raven locks and tried to steady herself some more. Her other hand held onto the wall and she was losing her grip.

“Mmmm you taste so damn good. Bend over for me.” Christin demanded. Luxe obeyed and turned around and when she looked in the mirror she became even more aroused. Especially the way he was looking at her. He pushed her forwards, bending her over the counter in the bathroom. He  gave a sharp slap on the ass and inserted 2 fingers inside of her.

“Fuckfuckfuuuuuck.” Luxe moaned.

“Like I said before, I need you to be quiet.” He spoke the last part in her ear, making her shiver. He moved his fingers, massaging her insides. This drove her insane.

“Oh shit. Just like that baby oh my god.” She breathed out as he fingered her at a vigorous pace. 

“You take my fingers so well baby girl. God I can’t wait to be inside that tight little pussy.” Christian said. He pulled her up by her throat and kissed her as his fingers continued their assault on her already sensitive pussy. She could taste herself on his lips and it took all her self control not to drop to her knees and suck his dick dry.

“I’m about to come, shit I’m about to come.” Luxe cried out. Her legs gave out and she came hard. Christian didn’t stop and continued fingering her.

“Come on you can take one more, can’t you?” He teased. Luxe clung onto his jacket as he guided her through another orgasm. She was spent and had no idea how she was going to go sit at a table full of family and friends and pretend she wasn’t a soaking wet mess. Once she’d calmed down a bit she turned back around and took his fingers and licked them clean. 

“Mmmmmm. Tasty.” She said as she made eye contact when she was done. Christian’s pants felt tighter as he was rock hard. Oh he was gonna fuck the shit out of her as soon as he gets the chance. He washed his hands and helped her pull herself back together and they made their way back to the dining room.

“Ah there she is. Honey are you okay? You look a little flustered.” Luxe’s mom said.

“Yeah she’s okay. Just a little emotional that’s all. But everything is fine now.” He said. Luxe and Christian exchanged knowing looks as he pulled her chair out for her.

“Wow. Lying to my parents? Good move.” Luxe teased.

“Well I damn sure can’t tell them that I made their daughter cum twice in the span of 10 minutes.” He replied.

“You're in for a ride of your life sweetie. I plan on getting you back later on.” Luxe said as she took a sip from her wine glass.

“Oh is that a threat?” He asked.

“It’s a promise.” She replied. They clinked their glasses together and shared a look of anticipation. Both knew that their night was far from over and they were excited to explore this new side of their relationship.

#christian yu #dpr ian #khh #kr&b #christian yu scenarios #dpr ian scenarios #khh scenarios #kr&b scenarios

[dandunn]

Do you like American Gods (the book)? It's one of my faves so I'm curious to hear your opinion on it :)

Sorry had to delay answering this because I had about 50 pages left and I had to run and finish it haha.

I really liked it! Sometimes the pacing was a bit... leisurely, but that's not always a bad thing. It really feels like one huge road trip where enjoying the journey is the whole point.

I pretty much immediately liked and related to Shadow and he's probably the reason why I decided to splash and buy the book. Protagonists who are huge and strong and maybe have a bad rep, but are also more kind and more intelligent than they let on are TOTALLY the best kind and want to kiss him.

I think my favourite gods were definitely the Egyptian pantheon, Mr Ibis/Thoth, Jacquel/Anubis, Horus and Bast. I was an Egyptology kid so I fucking love those guys. The part where *mild spoiler* Shadow gets a bit dead and sees their true forms was one of my favourite bits.

I also really enjoyed the side story involving the car on the ice where it became a murder mystery because Holy shit. That payoff was great (I figured it was obvious who did it but the reveal still made me 🤯)

The whole main plot reveal was also great, I love how the story kind of switched gears like that. And Laura's whole payoff was also amazing. Rest in peace girl.

Ummm yeah I'm also kind of an nerd for gaudy, awful, tacky Americana so I loved seeing real places like House on the Rock and Rock City come into it. Like wow! that place sounds awful and I thought it was a great place for the gods to square off.

I could probably ramble a bit more but maybe I'll do that if/when I watch the show. BUT I also like how there's chapters that go into the dark side of American history because there's a LOT of it and I found some chapters challenging to read, like the stuff about slavery and the many awful things done in the name of colonisation. But you know. It Happened and its good that Gaiman doesn't shy away from it at all.

I dunno I just thought that was admirable, and me not being American I just... flat out didn't learn about this stuff in school, especially the native American side of things (side note: I also rly like Whiskey Jack as a character he's fun)

I'm sure people smarter than me have spoken in more detail about this series and I'm VERY late to the party but yeah 😂 Shadow call me pls 😍📞

#ask a cowboy #long post #american gods

[ceealaina]

Title: Mind Control Collaborator Name: ceealaina Card: 4008 Link: AO3 Square Filled: S1 - Technopathy Ship: IronHusbands Rating: Teen Major Tags: Technopathy, MIT Era, Fluff and Humor, Howard Stark's A+ Parenting Summary: Rhodey always knew that Tony was special. He just hadn't realized how special. Word Count: 2749

Rhodey had always known there was something different about Tony, something special — something beyond being heir to one of the biggest fortunes in the world. Despite all his bravado when they’d first met, it had been clear what a genuinely good person Tony was. He was unfailingly kind, generous to a fault. He was special.

But for all his observations, it was almost two years of calling Tony his best friend (and six months of calling him his boyfriend) before Rhodey had realized just how special. 

They’d moved in together after their first year, deciding that dorm life was not for them. The apartment was tiny and crappy, but it was theirs. And sure, they could have had top of the line everything with Tony’s trust fund, but millions or no, Rhodey insisted on paying his own way. (It was, Tony had declared one night when they were drunkenly celebrating the end of the semester, one of the things he loved best about Rhodey.) 

Which was how they ended up with the world’s most temperamental television set, some old thing that Rhodey had found on the side of the road, lugged home and bullied into working. Tony may have been the tech genius, but Rhodey was no slouch when it came to electronics himself, and this was his baby, his responsibility to take care of when she broke — which happened once every couple weeks. 

So when she finally broke to the point that even Rhodey had to admit defeat, to classify her as unrepairable, it hurt him more than he liked to admit. He knew it was foolish, but he couldn’t help giving her a quiet little goodbye, patting her on the top of her box and thanking her for all her hard work. 

Which, of course, was exactly when Tony had walked into the room. 

“Ummm.” Tony had his lips pressed tightly together, fighting back a smile, but Rhodey could see it curling at the corners of his mouth anyway. “Everything okay there, bud?”

Rhodey didn’t even try to pretend he wasn’t upset, just sighed heavily. “Betsy finally kicked it.”

“Betsy?” Tony repeated with an arched brow. “Sounds like somebody Captain America would have dated.” But he dropped his bag in the doorway, making his way over to the television in question. “Want me to take a look?” 

Rhodey gave a half-hearted, forlorn shrug, and Tony didn’t even have the grace to pretend he wasn’t laughing at him as he pulled the TV out, poking at the back of it. 

“Come on baby,” he purred, manipulating the wires. “Tell me what’s going on, yeah?” He talked away to the TV as he worked, pausing for breaks like it was a conversation, and Rhodey quirked his head as he watched him. There was something odd about the way Tony was working, something he couldn’t quite figure out. Rhodey had a tendency to talk out loud while he worked too, but this was different, like Tony was actually listening to a response. And then, after a few moments, Tony gave out a “Ha! There you are,” fiddled with something, and Betsy sparked to life again. 

“Holy shit,” Rhodey said, because he’d been working on the TV set for hours, and he hadn’t the idea of writing her off lightly. “How did you do that?” 

Tony shrugged, but he looked pleased as he rocked back onto his feet, wiping at a spot of grease on the side of his thumb. “I just listened to her, you know?” 

Rhodey just arched an eyebrow, because no, he didn’t really know. “Uh… Sure?” 

Tony just grinned wide and grabbed his bag to dump in his room. “Pizza tonight?” 

***

That might have been it, except that Rhodey kept noticing it after that. He’d always thought Tony talked to the coffeemaker like that because he loved coffee so much, but then the coffee always somehow tasted ninety times better when Tony made it. And he seemed to have uncanny luck when it came to traffic lights. Like in a way that Rhodey was pretty sure actually defied the laws of probability. And somehow their highly temperamental oven never seemed to burn the frozen pizzas that Tony put in, even though he could barely cook to save his life, and Rhodey -- who actually could cook, thank you very much -- always managed to burn his pizzas to a crisp. 

And then there was the ROTC Christmas party. The ROTC Christmas party always turned into a drunk fest, and Rhodey was no exception to the rule. He’d been looking forward to it since his second week of classes. Tony had been finishing up his final project for one of his classes anyway, so he’d promised to pick Rhodey up after, saving him from having to drunkenly stumble his way home. But he’d been late, and Rhodey had been waiting outside for nearly twenty minutes, distracted by the lightly falling snow, before Tony rolled up in his car. 

“Sorry, sorry,” Tony called, leaving the car running as he jumped out of the driver’s seat and hurried over to help Rhodey through the snow. “I couldn’t find my goddamn keys.” 

“I’m not so drunk I can’t walk,” Rhodey protested, unable to help the way his words all rolled together. “You don’t have to help me.” Tony’s hand on his arm was warm and comforting though, and he made no effort to pull it away. 

Tony just grinned at him and then reached up, brushing off the snow that had gathered on Rhodey’s bare head. “Why didn’t you wait inside, dumbass?” he asked.

Rhodey shrugged as Tony helped him into the car, pushing his head down so he wouldn’t smack it into the doorframe. “Got distracted by the snowflakes.” The fond smile that Tony gave him in return made him feel all warm and fuzzy inside and he snuggled into the cushy leather, watching Tony through the windshield as he hurried back around to the driver’s side and climbed in after him. 

“Here,” Tony said, turning the heat up until it was full blast. “You’re gonna freeze to death.” 

“I’m fine,” Rhodey protested. “I’m not even cold.” 

“You’re frozen,” Tony told him, grabbing his hands and rubbing them between his own hot ones. “You’re just too drunk to realize it.” 

Rhodey was pretty sure that wasn’t true, but the heat did feel nice, making him drowsy and lazy as Tony headed back toward the apartment. His eyes were getting heavy, now that the party was over, and he fell asleep not long after. 

But when he thought about it later, he could have sworn that there hadn’t been any keys in the ignition when his eyes had closed. 

Still, he probably could have written all of that off (maybe Tony had panicked when he couldn’t find his keys and hotwired his own car. That was totally something he would do) until the incident with the music. 

Rhodey had had a very long day, and felt like his head was splitting apart with a headache. All he had wanted was to go home and sleep for the next twenty-four hours, but he’d had to stop by Tony’s lab and tell him something that had seemed important at the time. Of course when he’d walked in there was music playing at an excruciatingly loud decibel, and no sign of Tony among all the bits of machinery. It was too loud for him to even hear himself think, let alone for Tony to hear if he called his name, and not in the mood to play hide and go seek, he’d headed over to the top-of-the-line stereo system and hit the pause button. 

The music kept playing

“What the fuck,” Rhodey grumbled, blinking down at it as he tried to will his brain to work. He hit the button again, wondering if he’d hit the wrong one or something, headache making him stupid, but still the music continued to blare out through the speakers. 

Of course, Tony was constantly taking things apart and putting them back together when he was trying to problem solve. He’d probably rewired it so that off was on and vice versa. Rhodey was too tired to try and figure out what button went where, so he just reached around back and pulled the cord right out of the socket on the wall. 

And the music kept playing. 

“What the fuck?” he shrieked, suddenly wide awake as he jumped back with the cord still in his hand. He pulled a little too hard, and the entire system fell to the floor with a loud crash, but the music still didn’t stop. 

And then: “Rhodey?” 

Rhodey just barely heard Tony’s voice over all the noise, but he whirled around to see Tony standing there with his arms full of spare parts, eyes wide and distressed. Abruptly the music cut off, the room going suddenly, eerily quiet. Rhodey blinked back at Tony, down at the stereo and the cord still in his hand, and then back at Tony. 

“Was this you?” 

“Listen,” Tony nearly tripped over his own feet as he stumbled over to the counter to set the things in his arms down, moving over to Rhodey with his hands held up in a placating motion, like he was terrified that Rhodey was going to run away in fear. “Rhodey, I can explain, I swear. It’s not what it looks like.” 

“Can you control electronics with your mind?” 

Tony’s face fell, and he winced. “Okay, maybe it is kinda what it looks like,” he muttered, staring down at his feet, and for the life of him Rhodey couldn’t figure out why he looked so dejected. 

“Holy shit, Tones,” he breathed, looking around the room with a new appreciation for everything Tony had in there. He grabbed Tony by the forearms. “This is awesome.” 

Tony’s head shot back up, staring at Rhodey with a startled expression. “Awesome?” he repeated, incredulously. The hint of a nervous smile twitched at his lips, like he didn’t want to get his hopes up. “You really think so?” 

Rhodey’s eyes narrowed slightly; he’d known Tony long enough to be all too familiar with the symptoms of Howard Stark’s A+ parenting. “Tony, let me say it again. You can control electronics with your mind. This is the coolest thing I’ve ever heard of! In the first place, I'm pretty sure this qualifies you as a bona fide superhero. And even as far as superpowers go, this is waaaay up there in coolness factor. You could have something lame like cheese manipulation--”

“Cheese manipulation?” Tony repeated, looking confused.  

“But let me say it again. You can control electronics with your mind.”

Tony snorted, but he was grinning now, shy and pleased. “I don’t know about superhero,” he protested. “But thanks. I guess. Although I feel like I should point out, it’s not like I actually did anything.” 

Rhodey ignored that. “How long has this been going on?” he asked instead, finally letting go of Tony’s arms. “Have you always known you could do this? I can’t believe you didn’t tell me sooner.” 

“I mean…” Tony shrugged, rubbed awkwardly at the back of his neck. “Yeah? But when I was a kid I just thought it was normal. It wasn’t like I was around a whole lot of people, I just figured everyone could turn the lights on by thinking about it. And then when I was like five, Howard had a whole entire day where he actually remembered he was actually my dad, and he was showing me something in his lab, and I was so excited to be working with him that my dumb ass said something about being able to hear the electronics and, well… You know Howard.” He shrugged a little, seeming to shrink in on himself. “He looked at me like I was nuts -- like really nuts -- and made me leave, and then later that night I couldn’t sleep and I snuck out of bed to find Jarvis and I heard him whispering to Mom about psychiatrists and mental hospitals and sending me away. Obviously that didn’t happen, and when I didn’t bring it up again they forgot about it, but I guess after that I was scared to ever mention it to anyone.” 

Rhodey blanched. He’d seen the pictures of Tony as a little kid, heard the stories from Jarvis. He couldn’t imagine even considering sending away that sweet little thing to a mental hospital for something as innocuous as telling his father he could ‘hear’ the television. Not for the first time, Rhodey wondered what in the actual fuck was wrong with Howard Stark. He managed a smile for Tony though. 

“Guess I’m just special then, huh?” 

Tony huffed and rolled his eyes, but he couldn’t help his little smile. “Yeah, I guess so.” 

Rhodey huffed right back at him. “Jesus Christ, quit looking so pathetic, you’re breaking my heart.” He wrapped his arms around Tony’s back, smiling to himself at the way Tony immediately melted into it, wrapping his arms around Rhodey’s waist in turn and leaning into his chest, despite the minimal height difference between them. “Listen, Tones. I know your dad’s got money, but that doesn’t mean he’s not a fucking moron. Howard sucks. This is literally the coolest thing to ever happen to me, and it’s not even happening to me.” 

There was a little giggle against his chest before Tony pulled back again. “Yeah?” he asked, smiling but still looking awkward. He let go of Rhodey’s waist and gave a little shrug. “I don’t know, I guess maybe I also kind of always felt like I’m cheating?” 

“Cheating?” Rhodey stared blankly back at him. “I don’t get it.” 

Tony shrugged again, somehow looking even more awkward. “Well you know. People give me all this credit for being smart, and good with tech and--,” 

“Nope,” Rhodey hollered as he figured out exactly where Tony was going with this. “Let’s just shut that shit down right now. You're using your natural talents to the best of your abilities. Would you consider…” 

He trailed off, trying to think of a good example, and Tony arched an eyebrow at him. 

“Captain America having the ‘ability’ to take on a tank cheating?” he offered with a wry grin. “Yeah, I absolutely would.” 

“Nope,” Rhodey said again. “Not the same at all.” 

“You’re the one who literally just compared me to a superhero,” Tony grumbled, but his smile looked a little more genuine now. 

“Still, not the same,” Rhodey insisted. “You were born with this, it’s not something you injected into your eyeballs.” 

“I don’t think…” Tony started, but stopped at the look on Rhodey’s face. 

“You’re not cheating any more than... Stephen Hawking is cheating,” Rhodey decided on finally. “He uses his brain to the best of its ability, and so do you. Besides, lotsa people have natural talent without a clue what to do with it. You’ve got both, so… Not a cheater.” 

“That’s a terrible conclusion. Not a bit of proof. It’s a hypothesis at best.” Tony was grinning though, that shy little smile that he got when he didn’t want Rhodey to know exactly how pleased he was. 

“I’m serious, Tones,” Rhodey insisted, because the best way to get Tony to really relax was to bully him into it. “This? Is cool. Think about all the things we can do with this!” 

“‘We?’” Tony repeated, voice dry. 

Rhodey ignored him. “You can fix my car for me... I’m never going to have to change a lightbulb again...” 

“You’re definitely still going to have to do that, that’s not how electricity works.” 

“You can get revenge on that asshole at the coffee shop who always makes my coffee wrong. Swear he does it on purpose,” Rhodey continued as if he hadn’t spoken. “Hey! Can you do that thing in the movies, when you make money shoot out of the ATM?” 

Tony snorted, but he was fully beaming now, concerns apparently forgotten. “This all sounds like a whole lot of me doing the work while you get the benefit. What’s in it for me?” 

“Tony, baby.” Rhodey threw his arm over Tony’s shoulder and gave him his most obnoxious wink. “That’s what friends are for.” 

He waggled his eyebrows at him and headed for the door, busting up laughing when all he got was an indignant, “We’re boyfriends, asshole,” from behind him.

@tonystarkbingo  

#tonystarkbingomarkiv #tsbmiv #ironhusbands #tony stark #james rhodes #technopathy #mit era #fluff and humour

[peach-the-owl]

Hi! I saw your piece called An Uncomfortable Encounter with Molly. Spoilers if you haven't seen the most recent episodes ahead as part of my request! I was wondering if you could do one where when "Molly" (Lucien) comes back and still has that connection with the child and takes them with him.

I've been thinking about this for a while myself actually…… sooo this is essentially the start of me rewriting some of the Eiselcross arc………… help me I’m nervous here we go

I’m so sorry if turns out bad 😭

Meeting Again, For the First Time

Child of the Nein (Molly/Lucien & Child!Reader)

Ever since the parties fight with Vokodo and the strange visions it unleashed upon its death Molly had been acting differently. Nobody else noticed because he was always good at hiding the things that bothered him but you knew better then that, you’ve known him longer then anyone else after all. Come the following day and it felt like he was avoiding you, something was defiantly wrong and you were going to get to the bottom of it, of course that meant you would have to track him down first. While everyone else was setting up and waiting for the arrivals of Traveler Con you went off to see where Molly had disappeared to, you searched the village and started to worry when you couldn’t see him anywhere. That is until you spotted that all too familiar coat amongst one of the small groups Vilya was about to send back to the mainland, you wondered what he was doing but quickly realize you don’t have a lot of time to react as the people made their way through the portal in the tree. You dash towards the group and just throw yourself through the portal, making it through right as it closed, there was defiantly no turning back now. It didn’t take long for you to regain your focus after that little tumble and follow after your colourful friend. You could immediately tell something was off, you weren’t too sure what it was yet but something was off. He didn’t walk with his usual confident but relaxed pace it was more an invigorated walk of cofidence and purpose, making you struggle to keep up a bit until he pauses in his steps.

"I know yer followin' me." When he spoke his accent sounded much thicker then normal, making you remember the first time you’d heard him speak like that, something was different about him then too.

"I- are you ok Molly?" For once you felt a little at a lose for words, trying to figure out what was happening. He turns to face you, raising an eyebrow in a half-confused, half-amused way. Why was Molly acting like he was someone else? Why did he even start acting this way? Did Vokodo do something to him? Wait a minute! Slowly little scattered pieces of the puzzle started to connect in your head, it felt a little far fetched at first but crazier things have happened. "You-you’re not Molly, are you."

"Afraid not little one." Your heart dropped, but you did what you could to bite back the tears.

"Then you don’t remember who I am?" You mentally kick yourself for asking such a dumb question, of course he wouldn’t remem-

"I never said that." You look at him confused, tilting your head to the side in a silent question. "While I can’t say I know everything about you, I get a strong sense of familiarity around ye, blurred images in me head at best." It all seemed a little strange but at least he wasn’t anything hostile to you.

"Well, may I know your name then?" You ask, folding your hands behind your back and rock on the balls of your feet.

"I’m Lucien, the Nongon, and what shall I be calling you?"

"I’m (y/n), musician and storyteller… kinda." You give him a showmanship bow, if there was one thing you were a pro at it was being good at adapting to new and crazy situations. He gives you a light chuckle then turns and starts walking again, this time at a slower pace for you to keep up.

"I assume ye'll have questions for me." You give a nod.

"It’s that obvious, huh."

"I have few meself for ya, but questions ‘ill have to wait for later."

"Why?"

"That’s a question." You cross your arms and give him a stubborn look.

"I feel I should get an answer for that one at least." He looks down at you amused.

"Quick learner and a bit gutsy, I admire that kid." He pauses a second. "Alright, if ye must know I have some unfinished business that needs taking care of, course I’ll have to make a few preparations before settin' off."

"So you’re leaving me again." You mumble more to yourself, stopping in your tracks. You didn’t want to be left alone, but this technically wasn’t Molly either, still the two shared the same body and it must’ve meant something that Lucien had a faint idea of who you are.

"Well, actually," you’re pulled away from your worried thoughts. "I was wonderin' if ye'd like to join me." You stare for a good long moment, letting his words sink in.

"I-wha-ummm." You tumble over your words a bit, trying to grasp at what was happening.

"You don’t have to, but it’ll be awhile 'fore mine group can meet up and I wouldn’t mind yer extra company." He kneels down and holds out his hand to you. "So what'd ya say?" This was happening a lot faster then you could comprehend right now, too many changes going on at once. You didn’t even know much about Lucien's group, you just remembered that Cree was apart of it and that they called themselves the Tombtakers. You hesitate, sure you didn’t want to be left in the dust by yourself but wouldn’t this be like betraying the Mighty Nein? This was a choice you'd be making willingly after all, but then again what was life without making a few crazy and foolish choices. With a deep breath you look into his expectant, crimson eyes and reach your hand out to his.

"Okay, I’ve already come this far, might as well go all the way." You place your hand into his. You see the smile on his face widen.

"Welcome aboard the Tombtakers kid."

Oh boy, what were you getting yourself into.

#critical role #critical role & reader #mighty nein #the mighty nein #mighty nein & reader #mollymauk tealeaf #mollymauk & reader #lucien #cr nonagon #lucien & reader #nothing romantic here

[candycanes19]

Drag Me Away  (Flip Zimmerman)

Warnings very slight non con elements and violence.  

The party was a rocking blast with the coolest deejay.  He was taking requests for whatever you guys wanted to hear.   Your best friend was celebrating her birthday and everyone was having a blast.

Except for Flip, he was not enjoying himself because he was not the partying type.  He would rather be at home with a beer watching a football game on the television.  But you were there and he was obsessed with you.  

You were his dream girl and so beautiful.  You were just perfect and so friendly to everyone.  You were caring and always listening to anyone who needed to just talk.  Why was he so afraid to tell you how he felt.  He was freaking Flip Zimmerman, badass detective and overall suave dude.

He watched you while you danced with your friends and when you sat and talked while enjoying birthday cake.  

Finally the party was winding down and you were getting ready to leave with everyone.  You had taken the bus.  Your friends walk you to the stop but then have to head towards another bus stop because their route is different from yours.  

You all hug each other and say your goodbyes.  You wait at the stop even if you are the only one there and it feels a bit creepy but you look at your watch and know the bus should be there soon.

As you stand there waiting for the bus and minding your own business, out of nowhere a pair of hands grabs you. One of the massive hands is over your mouth.  Then a voice whispers into your ear, “If you scream it will not be pretty.  I do not want to hurt you. Do you understand? If so just nod your head, yes?”

You follow your capture’s directions and nod and then he puts a blindfold over your eyes.  You let out a slight yelp and that earns you a slap across the face.  

“I told you no sounds” the man growls at you.  Then he picks you up and throws you over his shoulder.  You have no idea what is going on and then hear a car door open and then are placed inside.  The man puts on your seatbelt and then takes your hands and from what you can tell places handcuffs around your wrists.  

You want to scream but do not want to get more hurt anymore than necessary.  You hear the door close and then another open and you sense him get in and then the car starts up and off you go to wherever. 

The ride to your destination is silent and it freaks you out but you do not know who had kidnapped you because he came up behind you at the bus stop and you had no way of getting away from his grasp.

You internally pray that no more harm will come to you as you sit and freak out inside.  

After what seems like eternity the car stops and is turned off.  You hope that maybe whoever it is will now free you.  

“I will be right back to get you.  If you move it will not be pretty, doll” this gruff voice scared you.  You sat still and just tried not to think of what hell you were about to be put through.

The door closed and you sat and waited. 

The next thing you know is your door is being opened and you are being picked up and thrown over his shoulder.  He walks and then you hear another door opened then shut.  

Then you have the feeling of flying as you are thrown down.  You put your hands out to catch yourself because who knows where he dropped you.  You feel softness and realize that is a mattress of some sort and then really freak out.  

At this point you do not care, “Let me go you asshole” you scream at whoever has you captured.

“Doll, no one can hear you because this room is soundproof so scream all you want.  Feel free because you are mine now and no one can save you.” he yells back. 

You back away trying to get away from this crazy person but then out of nowhere are caged in by a massive body.  He pulls you down under him and then rips off your blindfold and uncuffs your hands. 

You adjust your eyes and shake your hands out. Then you see Flip above you, “What the fuck, Flip?”  you are in shock and then slap his face.  

His eyes went wide after you slapped him, “What was that for, (Y/N)?” 

“You scared the living daylights out of me, Flip.  I thought I was going to be murdered or something worse.  Why did you kidnap me anyway?  I would have come with you willingly.  You are crazy now let me go!” 

“No, not till I tell you something,” he explains.

“Fine talk” you're irritated at him for freaking you out so badly.

“I…...ummm…..well…..” Flip stutters and you sit there watching the usually confident Flip Zimmerman become timid and scared.

“Spill it Zimmerman” you are getting more and more annoyed at him with every second that passes. 

Flip looks at you and grabs your face and kisses you hard and then pulls back, “I am in love with you.” 

Your eyes go wide in shock and then you grab his shirt and pull him to you and kiss him again.

The next thing you both are tearing at each other’s clothes.  You both need the feeling of skin on skin.  

Flip loved the feeling of your curves against his hard body, “Fuck baby you are just so perfect and I never knew how good it felt to touch you.  I love you so much, (Y/N).”  

You smile at his words and then look at him, “Then show me how much, Flip.” 

He leans down and kisses you and moves his lips down your neck and over your breasts.  Giving each of them attention and you cry out in ecstasy at all the sensations his lips and hands are doing to you.

He kisses his way down your stomach and then reaches his destination between your thighs.  And when his lips make contact with your clit you cry out, “Holy fuck Flip” is all you can say.

He smirks and knows he has you right where he wants you.  You squirt as his tongue licks your pussy lips.  

“Fuck doll you are dripping for me” Flip smiles and then lets his tongue and fingers play you lke a piano.  

“Fuck fuck fuck” you cry as he does unbelieveable naughty things to you.

Finally he nips at your clit for a second time and you come undone just for him. Flip enjoys as you come all over his face.  He smiles and then after he is satisfied with what he did to you he is ready for his turn to make you squirm again.

“Fuck you ready for me?” he proudly moves to sit up and pumps his rock hard cock and then positions it at your entrance and then pushes in ever so slowly.  

“Oh geez Flip please give it to me” you groan as how slow he is being.

“Patience doll, I want to savor this amazing moment.” Flips states and then finally pushes all the way into you.  He groans at the feeling of how tight and wet you are just for him.

You kick your legs around his waist and he takes that as his cue to start thrusting into you.  He takes turns at going hard and slow.  The pace is agonizingly perfect for both of you.

“Fuck Flip, I gonna….gonna…..” And you do come hard as Flip flicks your sensitive clit again and you feel it all over your body.  Flip is the king of making you lose it in the best way possible.

“Not gonna last much longer, baby. You are so perfect!  Love you” and Flip thrust become a bit sloppy and then he paints your pussy white with his seed.

Flip collapses on top of you and you put your arms around him, “I love you so much Flip.” 

He lifts his head to look into your eyes and kisses you deeply then pulls back, “I love you even more and sorry for kidnapping you but I did not know if you felt the same.  I promise from here on out to be better at showing you how much you mean to me.”  

You smile as he kisses you one more time and pulls out and moves to lay on his side.  He pulls you next to him and you snuggle against his strong body.  

“Flip, I accept your apology but next time you want to kidnap me please give me a warning so I know what the fuck is going on.  You are a big scary man in the dark but I am glad you were you and not some stranger trying to hurt me.  I love you” you smile kissing him.  

Flip smiles at you and kisses you again and pulls you as close as he can to enjoy having you in his arms forever

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Star Wars:The Untold Story Chapter 1:Queen of Naboo

A long time ago, in a Galaxy far far away. The Queen of Naboo is set to find herself a king. She becomes attracted to one of the ship engineers around her who was more so of a loner, and had no friends. Her parents don't approve of this pairing, and would rather she marry a Jedi. Let alone no one knows he was once a Jedi before. Wil never saw the purpose and no one cared for him which is why he moved from Carcusant to Naboo to live a quiet life. He ended up falling for the Queen as well driving more division between her parents and herself. A Sithlord named Kaizer wants to destroy Naboo so, The Queen set up a couple of Jedi's who she knew could finish the job, and end Kaizer once and for all.

Naboo's King and soon to be Queen is now looking for a new King to rule Naboo. Janez is in her father's office where he rules in his seat with a staff. "I need you to help me look for a new King to replace myself for you. A Queen needs her King by her side at all times." He tells her. She stands in front of her father's chair. "Are you sure it is necessary?" She asks concerned not knowing if she'll be able to find herself a man willing to Marry on the spot. "You can do it daughter. I know, and trust your judgement." He says then allowing her to leave his office as she goes in search for the man of her dreams.

One of the King's servants opens the door, "Sir, the Jedi's Orion and Jax are here to meet with you." The King grew ecstatic. "Ah, yes. For the party plans. Allow them in." He tells his servant. Orion and Jax enter the office and bow down to the king. "How may we be of service?" Orion asks. The king looks at the two Jedi and said. "I need some supplies for the party and some security to protect the guests and my family from whatever danger comes around." Jax looks at the king and gives a nod to Orion as Orion starts to head out to get supplies. "My king" Jax saids "you have nothing to fear. Jedi Knight Orion and myself will be here to protect everyone from those who danger you all. But we will make sure your safety is our top priority." The king is relieved and takes Jax into another room to discuss the plans.

Orion walks through the village as he grabs some supplies for the evening and as he gets much of the stuff, he looks over to see a fellow engineer by the name of Bryan and he is getting parts for a ship that needed some repairing. Orion looks at Bryan gives a smile but then looks at him again as if something was pulling him towards to Bryan. "He couldn't be...but could he....nah." Orion saids to himself. Back at the castle, Jax and the king begin looking through decorations and other stuff to begin designing the rooms and the balcony. As Jax looks at the decorations, he sees a familiar flag that was half burned and takes a good look at it to see it a olden Jedi flag that was once bought from his brother and looks at the king once more but then continues going through the decorations.

The soon to be Queen was searching around when she knew exactly who she would like to be her King to marry. "Excuse me? Bryan is it?" She asks Bryan as he is under a ship continuing to repair the ship for the King. "Yes, How may I be of assistance?" He asks getting up. "Does the king need me?" He asks. The soon to be Queen walks towards him grabbing a hold of his shirt as she dusts it off a little. "Actually, I was wondering if you would like to be my new King? Theres this ceremony tonight and I need...the planet needs a new King." She states. Bryan looks at her "I'll pass." He says then grabs his jacket and sunglasses heading out as his shift is finished.

Bryan heads to the woods to mediate a little bit to get some alone time. Janez the soon to be Queen quietly followed him to the woods and watched what he was doing. Suddenly she sees Jax behind her. "And what in the name of all galaxies are you doing out here?." Janez looks at Jax and gives a excuse. "Ummm just observing the trees and ummm nature." Jax's eye brow rises up and then looks at the trees and then back at her. "Nature is part of life so I can see to understand that nothing is wrong but I will say you will have to come with me to head back to the castle per your father's order." Janez looks at down as Jax starts to take her back to the castle away from the woods. Orion arrived at the castle before Jax did and all three of them went inside. Hours go by, as Bryan looks at the stars in the sky and smiles. Back to the castle, everyone is dressed up in their royal outfit for the ceremony and Orion reported to the security position and Jax stayed with the king and soon to be Queen Janez.

Bryan heads back to his house when he sees a note left in his mail from Janez. He reads the note "I know you declined the first time, but I'd really like it if you could arrive to the party tonight." He sighs and puts it on the table and lays on his couch closing his eyes as he falls asleep. Janez looks at her father nervously, "Im sure he will be here father." She says. Erwab the King looks at her a little disappointed that there is no King tonight. "Tonight was supposed to be your special night." He tells her. "Give me one more day." She pleads, and her father accepts it saying, "You have one more day, or else you could be kingless forever." He says as he goes out on the balcony to address the crowd. "Im sorry for the misunderstanding, but the news will have to wait until tomorrow. Good night everyone." He says as the balcony doors shut.

In the morning Bryan is dragging huge branches of trees piling them on top of each other as he helps someone cut them down. He then notices Janez walking up to her. "Engineer, and tree worker..what cant you do." She says. "Apparently say no to you." He says as he throws the branch on another. "Im guessing your hear because I didnt show up." He says. "Yes, as a matter of fact I am. I need someone to be my king, and I pick you." Bryan then looks at her, then looks down, then back at her. "Okay, Lets go on date after my shift. If I like spending time with you..I'll say yes." He says with a little smile. "Great! When do you get done?" She asks with excitement. He turns to look at her and says "4:30." He smiles then heads back to work.

As Bryan continues on his day, a couple of bounty hunters head inside a tavern to get a drink and sees what new bounties are on the menu. One of the bounty hunters, Zebak, finds a bounty of 100,000 credits on the head of the King and the other bounty hunter, Zelkar, finds 50,000 credits on Janez and it was made and instructed by none other than Sith Lord Kaizer Johnson. Zelkar and Zebak take the bounties and enjoy their day with some drinking and then heads back to their ship to get ready for tonight. Back at the workshop, Bryan continues fix some ships along his day and then his boss comes up to him and say "so your going to the ceremony?" "Yes I am" Bryan saids back to his boss. "I told her I would be there so I'm not going to disappoint her." His boss smiles and put his hand on Bryan's shoulder. "And that's why you are my top worker and I love it!" His boss takes a little giggle and then heads back to his office. Bryan smiles with joy.

Janez appears at Bryans work door and knocks. He then opens it and smiles widley. "Are you ready to go?" She asks. "Yes I am." He smiles and holds her close as he takes her to a field by the waterfall for a picnic. They sit on a blanket and eat some food. "So what brought you here?" She asks. "I just decided to move to a new planet, try something different." He told her lying about what actually brought him here. "Have you been hoping your whole life for this?" Bryan asks. "Yes, I cant believe its finally here either..That I get to be Queen." She stated. "Whats something you enjoy doing?" She asks him. Bryan shugs his shoulder, "Want to swim in the river?" He asks. They then swim in the river letting the water fall on them. They look into each others eyes slowly walking towards each other and kiss. They then get interrupted by Jax who was told to keep an eye on Janez.

"Sorry for the interruption but Queen Janez you will be needed to return back to the castle for the ceremony and you will need to get ready" Janez looks at Jax and immediately stayed by Bryan's side. "Miss I will not ask again it's time to go back" Again Janez stayed by Bryan's side and does not move. Orion appears on top of a roof looks down at Jax, Janez and Bryan and jumps off from it lands on his feet and grabs Janez by the arms. "It's time to go immediately" Orion saids as he holds her. Then Bryan tries to fight Orion but gets force pushed back to a wall and Jax and Orion took Janez back to the castle. As Bryan gets back up slowly from the force push by Orion, he sees Janez getting into a ride with Orion and Jax and begins to run towards them. He keeps on running but gets stopped by a crowd and tries to get through. Back at the castle, Janez is already in her room getting ready for tonight. Erwab the king walks into Janez's room and tries to calm her down and he succeeds with it. Then at the entrance of the castle, Bryan was sneaking into the castle to try and find Janez. He passes by Guards, Staff, and even Master Jax and Jedi Knight Orion. He finally founds Janez's room and Janez smiles with joy as they run to each other and kisses. As they kiss, Janez asks him "how did you get In here?" "I kinda ummm sneaked in" Bryan saids nervously. Janez smiles but smirks at the same time. "You know if my father finds you, he will kick you out" Janez saids as she goes back to get ready.

Bryan sits on her bed, "You have anything a King would wear?" He asks looking at his bag he has with him. "No, I dont. I dont think he will think youre king material." He smirks putting on his leather jacket and sunglasses on his head. "Screw king material, I'll be the most rocking King ever." He tells her standing up. She walks back in from the bathroom and giggles a little bit. "Nice outfit for a King" Orion and Jax knock on the door. "Are you ready Janez?" They ask. She quickly hides Bryan. "Wait until you hear the trumpets." She says as she shuts the bathroom door and then opens the room door to see Orion and Jax. "I am ready." She smiles.

She is brought out by Jax as Orion watches the crowd from the roof. The King looks at her, "Is the news hear with your better news?" He asks teasing the soon to be King not knowing where he is. Janez nods as The King orders the trumpets to be blasted. "Here, we have exciting news. MY daughter Janez will be the new Queen!! And her King will be..." "Me! Bryan Tokis" The king is interrupted by Bryan in a black leather jacket and sunglasses as lights shine one him. The King looks at Janez "You cant be serious...the ship engineer??" Bryan looks at the King and pulls the Queen close to him. "Yes, we are serious." He tells him. "Its true father. He is my King." She smiles and kisses his cheek. Bryan sees a ship out of the corner of his eye as an explosion occurs on the balcony.

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