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(His) Home for the Holidays: A Meet Me in the Back Christmas Special | (joel miller x fem!reader) (18+)

Part 4 of Meet Me in the Back

pairing: sleazy gas station clerk!joel miller x fem!reader summary: joel texts you while he's horny during the holidays, and you decide to visit him at his house after work. warnings/tags: [18+ MINORS DNI] age gap (no specifics), size!kink, daddy!kink, face-ridin', dick-ridin', ass-eatin' (Joel tosses reader’s salad and gives her a side of housemade ranch iykyk), kissing after said ass-eating, some nasty cumplay, brief fingering, kissing!!!, taking nude photos, unprotected PIV, pussy...job? idk reader strokes him off w her pussy lips, v brief mentions of cigarettes and weed, fluff??, characters actively avoiding Feelings™!!!, so many fucking stupid dirty christmas puns, reader can fit in Joel’s coat, has hair, and doesn't necessarily celebrate christmas, but is very familiar with it ig word count: ~5.2K | ao3 a/n: thank you guys so much for loving this fucker as much as me. we get into some real naughty list shit here!! i hope you like it, and don't be mad at me about the end ok thx <3 also s/o to @cafekitsune for the adorable divider! Taglist Update: I have decided to decommission my taglist in favor of an updates blog! Please follow @atticrissfinchupdates and opt in for notifications to get notified when I post a new fic! Series Masterlist | Masterlist | Kofi

The days before the Christmas holiday are always the longest. The office is relatively empty, no real action happening, and yet you’re stuck here for eight hours a day regardless. You find yourself bogged down with busy work and rubbing at your eyes with the strain of staring at your screen.

You hear a vibration on your desk and check your phone.

Joel: Wat r u up 2?

You roll your eyes a little, but you won’t lie to yourself. You're glad for the distraction.

You: Working

Joel: cum over

You: I literally just said I’m working dude

Joel: leave early. want u

You: I can’t just leave early. I’m stuck here.

You huff and toss your phone on your desk, trying to get back into your flow, but your phone keeps buzzing.

Joel: im so horny 4 u rite now

Joel: cock is all harddd

Joel: needs 2 be inside u

Joel: permishin 2 send pic???

You groan, your forehead falling into the palm of your propped arm. He has gotten much better at asking before he just sends full hog, and you’re grateful for that.

You glance around quickly, ensuring that no one is lurking in the proximal area, and you give him the go-ahead. God knows you need a little excitement while you’re dying of boredom in corporate America.

The picture arrives quickly, and you look around one more time before opening the text.

He’s actually taken the time to set up his phone at the end of his bed, clearly with a timed shutter, because he’s naked, up on his knees, with one hand gripping his massive length and the other dangling a twig of some kind of greenery above it…is that mistletoe?

Joel: u gotta come kiss it now. sry I dont make the rules

Fucking mistletoe.

You: Jesus. Did you buy mistletoe JUST for this little bit of yours?

Joel: no comment

Joel: cum over and suck it baby he needs it real bad

You don’t know what the fuck it is about this man, but he’s getting more and more dangerous for you. You’ve become much more inclined to jump when he says so. And the sight of his cock, thick and hard and ready for you has your body responding in kind. You squirm in your chair, pressing your thighs together and feeling the pressure building there.

You sigh and respond.

You: I’m off in three hours. Don’t you have to work tonight?

Joel: its my day off. let santa stuff ur tight little stocking real nice n full bby

You scoff at the cringey line, as used to his disgusting language as you are.

You: Yikes

Joel: yikes what?

You: Just everything about you.

Joel: and yet u scream around daddys cock all the same every fuckin time dont u. dont kid urself. just cum get ur present

You drop your head back with a quiet whine, the arousal between your legs only intensifying as he lays out so plainly how deeply he’s come to own you and your desires.

You don’t let yourself linger too long on your response, promising you’ll be there as soon as you’re off and requesting his address.

The mobile home park where Joel lives is…not exactly well-kept, but you try not to judge. You get momentarily lost, but eventually see Joel’s beater pickup truck pulled up next to one of the trailers, and you pull in next to it.

You: I think I’m here?

You confirm the number on the outside of the house and gingerly step out of the car.

Joel: doors open

You steel yourself as you climb up the small flight of rickety, crumbling wooden steps and pull the clattering metal door open.

“Joel?” You call out, taking in his living space for the first time and kicking off your boots.

It’s pretty small, but you suppose that’s fitting for a man living alone. A minimal kitchenette cluttered with food items and dirty dishes, a shrunken living room with a ratty couch and a recliner set in front of a television with a chipped coffee table littered with beer cans, cigarette butts, an overflowing ashtray, and a bong. A skimpy fake Christmas tree adorns the far corner of the room with cheap ornaments, some tired-looking garland, and flickering multi-colored lights, but it does have a certain charm to it.

“Back here,” You hear him call out from the end of the narrow hallway to your left. You shrug off your purse and coat and hang them on the hook by the door, next to his coat. The same coat you’d wrapped around yourself when he helped with your tires.

Curiosity gets the better of you, and you lean in to take an exploratory sniff.

It still smells like him, of course. His cologne, his cigarettes, his weed. But there’s something else. The very subtle aroma of your perfume. An indulgent smile bleeds across your face. Sure, maybe he’s just lazy and hasn’t bothered to wash it. But you like that you’re there. That it’s not just him leaving bruises and ink on your skin and a deep aching between your legs every time he fucks you, but you’ve also left your mark on him.

Your reverie is interrupted by Joel’s voice once again from down the hallway.

“Come see what Santa brought you for Christmas, darlin’.”

You shake your head, but your smile is still intact.

The floorboards creak under the shag carpet as you make your way towards his voice. His door is only partially shut, so you slip yourself inside tentatively.

And he’s there, just as you’d suspected. Naked as the day he was born, lounging on top of his sheets with hands clasped behind his head. He's got one leg extended and the other bent and spread wide to showcase his hard cock slapped against the pudge of his stomach. He's still got that tacky gold cross around his neck. But the pièce de résistance is the goddamn Santa hat placed jauntily on his head.

“Knew you’d come runnin’ when I called.”

You click your tongue dismissively against the roof of your mouth and curve a hand around your hip. “Please. You had to beg to get me here. You and your Discount-Strip-Mall-Santa ass.”

Joel’s face pinches, tugging at the rim of his cap, “Ouch, baby. This here’s the finest quality Santa hat that money can buy at the dollar store.”

You snort, wetting your lips against your tongue as you banter back, “Shouldn’t you be ringing a shitty bell at the local grocery store panhandling for donations or something?”

“Nah,” Joel refutes, scrunching his nose in the most annoyingly adorable manner, “Gave me the boot after I fucked all the lady clerks in the break room.”

“Ah, naturally,” You nod, stifling a giggle.

You watch as his eyes give you his customary scan from head to toe.

“Goddamn. Look at you, all done up.”

You glance down at yourself and lift a brow at him as you jog your memory of your chosen outfit for the day. Black trousers, a button-up blouse, and a simple blazer. Nothing you’d normally bat an eye at, but you guess Joel has only ever really seen you in casual clothes. “This? Really?”

“Mmhm,” Joel hums, scraping his teeth over his lower lip as his gaze heats up. “Daddy likes.”

“Wait, I’m confused,” You joke as you crawl onto the bed, Joel tracking you with his eyes along the way until you’re straddled above him. “Are you ‘daddy’ or ‘Santa’ right now? I’m a little lost in this roleplay.”

Joel chuckles, pinching your chin in his fingers and angling you down toward him. “Come on, now, ain’t you ever heard that song? ‘I Saw Mommy Kissin’ Santa Claus’? We’re one and the same, darlin’.”

“That mean I’m supposed to kiss you now? I thought that only applied to your cock, Mr. Mistletoe,” You laugh.

Joel shrugs, leaning his head up closer to you. “I’m not picky.”

You stare at his lips and weigh the decision. You’ve never kissed him before. He’s kissed parts of you. Possibly every other part of you. But never your mouth. And since you know very intimately what he smells like, you have a good idea what he’ll taste like as well.

You sigh, meet his eyes for a beat, and then press your lips against his. They’re soft, faint remnants of chapstick clinging to the crevices, serving as a gateway to his already searching tongue. You welcome him into your mouth and he strokes at yours with an unexpected tenderness, tasting how you’d imagined. The tang of his most recent cigarette, the depth of every smoke he’s had every day prior, a hint of mintiness from either gum or toothpaste. And the weight of his tongue in your mouth…it rivals what you’ve felt of his cock when you’ve tasted it. Maybe not in size, but in sheer magnitude.

You lock your fingers into the hair at the nape of his neck and drop down to grind your crotch against his cock, your nice dress pants be damned as his dripping head soaks into the fabric and you continue luxuriating in the feel of his tongue filling your mouth.

Joel grunts at your movement, tugging at your hair enough to lift your lips from his. “Sweet as a fuckin’ sugarplum, baby.”

“And that’s not even where I’m sweetest,” You whisper, smiling against his lips.

“Don’t I know it,” He mutters, capturing your lips again and squeezing at your ass to kickstart your grinding again. “But how about you remind me?”

“Yeah?”

“Mmhm. Come ride Santa’s face.”

“I don’t remember that part in The Night Before Christmas,” You tease, twirling the ball on the end of his cap.

“Probably stuck it in them footnotes,” He chides. “Take off your pants.”

You dismount to shuck off your trousers, and the rest of your clothes just to save time and not feel so overdressed in comparison, and he manhandles you until you’re situated directly above his waiting mouth.

“Take a seat, darlin’. Might not be Santa’s lap, but it’ll be just as comfy, I promise.”

You don’t take much convincing, to be completely honest. You very willingly subscribe to the philosophy that if a man suffocates on your pussy, well…there’s not much of a better way to go. So you sit until Joel’s facial hair scratches and prickles at your skin, and you feel the broad length of his tongue stroking up the line of your pussy.

You moan out a breathy sigh and settle yourself onto his face, your hands stabilizing on either side of the pillow cradling his head, and start to roll your hips against the graze of his tongue. He’s attentive and thorough as he works at you, alternating between lavish licks to your folds and circling your clit with the point of his tongue, making you gasp and your stomach tighten intermittently.

It is a little weird not having him spewing heinous shit into your ear as he pleasures you, but you’re certain his brain is actively crafting more bizarre turns of phrase to plague you with as he eats you out from below.

His tongue spears and you moan out as he penetrates you with the muscle, fucking into your slick entrance as you rock down onto him harder. Joel moans in return, his brows drawing together as he strives to fuck you as deep as possible with his chosen tool.

“Oh, fuck, Joel, that’s…god, that’s so fucking good,” You whine, raising a hand to squeeze at your tit and steadying yourself against his wall above his head with your other hand. Joel must get inspired, because his own hand comes to grope at your unattended breast, working it in tandem with yours.

His other hand presses upward lightly on the back of your thigh, and you lift, looking down with a shred of concern.

“Just wanna knock at that back door a bit, baby,” He reassures.

“Huh?” You ask, brain a little fuzzy with arousal. But then his nose is nudging at your pussy and his tongue is prodding at your asshole, and your voice cracks mid-moan at the blissful sensation. You’ve never had someone eat your ass before, never really cared, but holy fuck. “Oh my god, Joel.”

“Call me ‘daddy’, sweetheart. Or ‘Santa’ if it gets you off,” He offers before diving back in on the tight ring of muscle with his lips and tongue.

“Fuck. Daddy…” You whimper as you feel the tip of his tongue breach the pucker of your asshole. The whole “daddy” thing is a losing battle at this point if he’s just going to push for it each time, and you might as well lean into it. He sucks lightly at the ring of you as he thrusts it inside softly. “D-daddy, that’s…”

You swear he laughs against you as the hand on your breast slides down to your hip. And you can’t help yourself, you dip your hand below your stomach to play with your clit to build upon the pressure Joel is stoking in your belly. The hand on your waist inches inward until his thick, wide thumb is sliding into your cunt, fucking you in time with the thrust of his tongue in your ass.

“Oh, god, daddy, I’m gonna come,” You whine, increasing the pace on the sensitive bud of your pussy. Joel growls between your cheeks, sucking and fucking you until you buck up into your hand with a shout and your pussy beats against the pads of your fingers. You feel your ass squeeze around his tongue, your cunt around his thumb, and Joel grunts as he coaxes you through your orgasm. And he doesn’t stop until you physically pull yourself off his face and fingers and collapse onto his chest.

“Oh fuck,” You pant, your mouth agape and dragging against the sheen of sweat on his skin. “No one’s ever done that before.”

“Not one goddamn motherfucker has eaten your ass?” Joel asks, his voice appalled but delightfully raspy and wrecked. “That’s a fuckin’ crime against humanity. That’s a perfect fuckin’ ass.”

“You probably wouldn’t be surprised how many men don’t give a fuck about going down on a woman’s pussy, let alone their ass.”

“Fuckin’ absurd,” He mumbles, smacking his hand on your asscheek and gripping it under his fingers. “Ass deserves to get fucked every which way.”

You shake your head vehemently. “You’re not fucking my ass with that third arm between your legs,” You shut him down immediately. “I’d never shit normally again.”

Joel rolls his eyes and waves his hand dismissively. “We’ll just table that for now.”

“No,” You protest, slapping his chest, “Not tabling. It’s buried. Six feet under.”

“Alright, alright,” Joel concedes with a chuckle, gripping the back of your leg and hitching it at his waist. “Guess that snatch is still plenty tight for me, ain’t it?” He says, latching onto your lips, sucking your response off your tongue. It’s only after he’s invaded your mouth entirely that you recall where he’s just been, but the dizziness in your mind has you shoving that knowledge as far back as you possibly can.

“And what about me?” He nips at your lip with a grin. “You wanna lick Santa’s big candy cane?”

“God,” You huff out with a smile of your own, your forehead dropping onto his chest.

“Or would you rather just take a ride on his North Pole, huh?”

“You know, I almost respect your commitment to this bit.”

“What bit? Can’t a guy just get in the holiday spirit with his little hoe, hoe, hoe?”

“Ok,” You groan, pushing yourself off of him to get up from the bed.

“Woah, now, hold on,” He protests, a strong hand circling your arm and gently tugging you back. “You ain’t goin’ nowhere yet.”

“Why? I got what I wanted,” You shrug, sitting back down beside him and laying a hand on his chest. “Santa is seeming a little selfish right now. Isn’t it the season of giving?”

“Season of givin’ you this dick, maybe,” He retorts, pulling you onto his mouth again, and you groan against him. He croons at you as his lips brush yours, “Let me fill that stockin’ like I said I would. Show you what Santa’s got for you in his big sack.”

“I already know it’s coal. Can’t be anything else when I’ve been letting a strange old man hit it this often,” You say, wending a hand down south to wrap around what you can of his cock, and grinning with pride when you see his eyes pull toward the back of his head as you start to stroke him.

“Well, that’s because I know all the best puss is on the naughty list, don’t I?” He groans, thrusting into your hand. “You don’t think Santa gets his little helpers from the Nice List, do ya?”

“Guess you got me there,” You concede, leaning down to taste him again. He moans into your mouth as you jerk him, and the sound of him so desperate and horny has your pussy thirsting after him again.

“Climb back on top, little sugarplum. Let Santa deck those fuckin’ halls of yours,” He breathes over you, and you don’t even question it, you just swing your leg over his hips and settle the lips of your pussy onto the length of him. You skate your soaked core up and down the underside of his cock as it rests against his stomach and dip your thumb into his tip to simultaneously massage his frenulum with his own wetness.

“Christ,” He pants out, clamping a hand onto your hip to push and pull you up and down the outside of his cock. “I could fuckin’ come from just this, baby. But I need to fuck this nasty little slit.”

“What, no dirty holiday-themed pun for that one?” You smirk as you take hold of his length and position him at your entrance.

“Just eager to fill you with all my Christmas spirit, darlin’,” He rasps, squeezing at your hips and stroking the creases of your thighs with his thumbs.

“There it is,” You quip as you sink down onto him slowly, your mouth dropping open as he…well, he does a damn good job filling you with that colossal Christmas spirit. And as your ass sits flush with his thighs and his cock kisses your cervix, you have to admit…you’re feeling pretty goddamn jolly.

The ease of which your body welcomes Joel inside you now has you equal parts comforted and terrified. If you’d have told that naïve, reckless young woman who flashed her tits at a convenience store clerk that you’d soon be hurrying over to that man’s dilapidated single-wide in a sketchily quaint trailer park, sitting on his monster of a cock like it’s an old friend, bantering with him about his stupid fucking puns…you might’ve had to admit yourself somewhere.

But the way he fills you, makes space for himself within you, makes you feel like you’re the most velvety, divine cunt he’s ever sunk into, it sends tingles up your spine and a pulsing in your pussy.

“Shit, baby. Lookin’ like a star on top of a goddamn Christmas tree with my big trunk shoved up inside you. ‘Cept you got these sexy little ornaments,” He coos, cupping your tits again and fiddling with your nipples between his knuckles as he gropes at them.

“Play with them a bit more,” You moan, grinding on his cock and feeling it drag against your walls, “Maybe I’ll light up for you.”

Joel smiles wide, massaging your breasts with rough, dexterous hands. “Look pretty bright already to me with this cock rammed up your tight little cunt. Got you glowin’ with it, baby.”

“Shut up,” You brush off, embarrassment heating your cheeks as your hips begin to rise and fall onto him. “The glow just comes naturally. Nothing to do with you.”

“Sure, sugarplum. All you,” He placates, leaning up to suck one of your peaked buds between his teeth. You gasp as he grazes over it, pinching the other in his hand as his upward movement causes his dick to drag along your cervix.

“Oh my god,” You keen, toppling forward onto his chest and burying your face into his neck. Joel’s hands glide around to your back, holding you against him and using his new leverage to thrust into you from below.

“That too much cock for you, baby?” He sings in your ear as you clench around him. “‘S it overflowin’ your little stocking? Rippin’ at your seams?”

“‘S deep,” You manage to whine breathily. “So fucking deep, daddy.”

“I know, little sugarplum. Daddy gets real fuckin’ deep, don’t he? So good at takin’ all this cock, baby.”

You whimper into his neck, your nails scraping down his back as he fucks you open on his lap. Your clit grazes against him and you can feel your release climbing again as he continues to pound into you.

“You’re not gonna come again are you? Slutty fuckin’ thing. Can’t help but squirt all over this massive cock, huh?”

“C-can’t help—fuck, daddy, I can’t,” You cry, your teeth scraping at his neck as you grind your clit against him.

“Yeah, fuck, baby. Make a mess around daddy’s cock,” He orders as he thrusts, pulling your hips down onto his length.

Your vision starts to shimmer around the edges as he slams into the end of you, and you feel yourself splintering open, losing all grip you have on yourself. You burst apart around him with an inexcusably loud, animalistic scream, one sure to spark gossip among Joel’s neighbors for days to come.

“Fuck yeah, such a nasty fuckin’ slut. Feel you soakin’ my cock, baby,” He grunts, your juices flowing out of your pussy and down his balls as he fucks you through your orgasm.

And you can’t seem to get anything else other than “Daddy, daddy, daddy,” for a good thirty seconds. Joel seems to revel in that, encouraging it as his cock keeps splitting you open.

“Yeah, that’s right, tell me who’s makin’ you feel so fuckin’ good. Who’s big dick keeps you fallin’ apart like this. Good fuckin’ girl.”

Joel has no intention of letting you rest as he chases after his own completion, and his hips start to hammer up into you as he edges closer.

“Fuck, I’m close. You want me to come down your fuckin’ chimney, little sugarplum? Give you a real fuckin’ white Christmas?” He grunts as his fingers dig into your hips and his cock pounds against your walls.

You squeak out some semblance of an answer, unintelligible, and bear the brunt of his cock seeking its release.

“You know what I want, darlin’? Want you to jerk off my cock with those pussy lips like you were before. You do that for daddy?”

You whimper and nod into his neck, and you gasp when his length slips out of you entirely and he drops you on top of him.

“Grind on it, baby. Stroke daddy off with that drippy little fuckhole,” He instructs, helping to guide your hips back and forth.

You undulate your hips on the exterior of his cock as you stay buried in the crook of his neck, breathing heavily into his sweaty skin.

“Let daddy see you, sugarplum,” He urges, pushing you up by the shoulder until you’re upright.

You position your hands behind you and fall back onto them, giving Joel an unobscured view of your movement on him with the strength you’ve regained since your disorienting release. Your lips glide along him effortlessly with the ample supply of your own slick and come. Joel starts to jerk you forcefully back and forth on his cock with hands on your hips, like a ragdoll, until his grunts morph into deeper moans.

He finally comes with a slew of curses, his spend spitting from his cock directly onto his stomach and throughout the hair smattered on the skin there. You slide on his length until his hips buck with sensitivity and you slow to a halt, panting and staring down at the mess you’ve both made on his abdomen.

“So fuckin’ good for me, baby. Shit,” He groans out, stroking his hands down your slick thighs.

“That was…kind of incredible,” You breathe, wiping your forehead with the back of your hand.

“‘S’all you, baby. ‘S’all you,” He praises, and actually seeming to mean it this time.

You smirk slightly as you swipe a finger through his semen and pop it into your mouth, moaning around it.

“Fuck me, sweetheart. That’s…that’s a fuckin’ sight,” He sighs, dimpling your thighs with his fingers. “How about you go for another little ride on daddy’s tummy, huh?”

You quirk a lazy eyebrow at him and then drop your gaze to the mess on his stomach.

“Come on, sugarplum,” Joel rasps, nudging your thighs forward until you’re hovering over the puddle of his come, “Dip your cookie in Santa’s milk. Just like that.”

And you’re too far gone to even unpack the weird shit he just said, you just lower yourself down onto his soiled belly until you feel it seep through your folds. Your hips move almost on autopilot, dragging through the mess and honestly…feeling fucking heavenly. The slick slide of it over your core, the slip of his hair swirling in his own spend on each pass of your lips, the low rumble of Joel’s voice as he coaxes you on.

“That’s so fuckin’ pretty, baby. Seein’ my nut coatin’ that beautiful snatch. Can I take a picture of it?”

You nod, leaning back on your hands again while he retrieves his phone from his nightstand.

“Spread those messy lips open for the camera, sweet little sugarplum.”

You do as you’re told, tilting your hips up and using one hand to part your lips. You hear him snap a couple of photos and then he turns the phone around to you for your inspection. And it looks hot as hell. Your puffy cunt drenched in both of your fluids, his hairy, curved stomach very clearly soaked with the evidence of your activities.

“Send that to me.”

He smirks up at you and you watch his fingers move on his phone until you hear a buzzing in the heap of clothing on his floor. You lean down and put your weight on your elbows on either side of his head, lips ghosting over his mouth.

“Thank you, Santa,” You whisper, sealing your lips together.

He moans into your mouth as your tongue strokes along his. You suddenly feel something plopping onto your head and your eyes fly open, hands shooting to the top of it. Joel’s grin is incandescent as you realize he’s rehomed his Santa hat.

“Gross,” You groan, flicking at the fuzzy white ball at the end of it. “It’s all sweaty.”

“So that’s where we’re drawin’ the line now?” He jokes, stroking his thumb down your chin. “Looks better on you.”

“I dunno,” You impart nonchalantly, avoiding his gaze. “Didn’t look so bad on you.”

“I’ll be damned. You think I’m handsome, sugarplum?”

“I didn’t say that.”

“Y’did. I heard it loud and clear.”

“Hearing things, old man,” You dismiss, dropping one more kiss to his lips and unstraddling his lap, your pussy making an entirely unsexy suctioning noise as you extract from the stickiness between you.

“That was fuckin’ hot,” Joel remarks, rolling onto his side and hauling you back towards the bed by the back of your thigh. You yelp quietly as you stumble forward on the carpet and feel Joel mouthing at your messy cunt.

“Ok, Jesus. Down, boy,” You giggle, shoving Joel’s head from between your legs. Joel’s smile doesn’t budge as his mouth shines with your shared spend.

“Sorry, baby. Just too fuckin’ tasty. Irresistible.”

“You’re ridiculous,” You mumble. “Where’s your fucking bathroom?”

“Door on the left,” He answers smugly, settling back in against his pillow with his hands clasped behind him, just as you’d found him, only sans his festive hat.

You roll your eyes, maybe with a smidge of affection, and head off to clean up.

“Mmm. Hate to see you go—”

“Don’t finish that,” You cut him off, not even looking over your shoulder as you go.

“Give her one Santa hat and suddenly she thinks she’s got allll the power,” He calls out after you as you slip into the bathroom, and you can’t wipe the stupid fucking grin off your face.

When you’ve relieved yourself and tidied up a bit, you re-enter his room with a clean washcloth.

“Don’t get any funny ideas,” You raise a brow at him as you throw your leg over his thighs again and begin softly wiping at his belly.

“Ain’t nothin’ funny about this, baby. Just a nice view,” He says, unbothered against his pillows. “I could get used to this.”

“Don’t,” You say as sternly as you can, but you can’t rein in your smile entirely as you do.

“I won’t,” He pauses, eyes flicking to your hat, “Mrs. Claus,” He ends with a smirk.

“Okay, we’re not…” You head him off, plucking the hat from your head and chucking it at his chest as he laughs and you try not to smile. “Keep that shit to yourself, please.”

“Whatever you say, sugarplum.”

You wipe at his stomach as the conversation settles, but not for long.

“Thanks for takin’ pity on me this joyous holiday season. Fuckin’ an old man and all.”

You glance up at him long enough to see the sly little upturn of his lips, his heavy, sleepy eyelids, and shake your head a bit as you focus back on your current task.

“You’re not so old,” You utter quietly, but you’re sure he hears it. “As far as I know, anyway. And you can still get it up. That’s what I care about.”

“Yeah? That all?”

You jot your eyes up to his face again, then quickly back to his stomach. “Yup.”

You see him stick out a lip and nod out of the corner of your eye, securing his hat back on his head. “Fair enough.”

You sit back on his thighs and toss the dirty rag into his overflowing hamper. “Well, thanks for my gift, Santa. I’ll forgive you for not wrapping it, I guess.”

Joel scoffs, squeezing at the side of your thigh. “You ain’t ask me to wrap a goddamn thing since the first time. Haven’t heard you complainin’ ‘bout it.”

“Guess not,” You muse, your fingers subconsciously filtering through your folds for a moment. “Anyway, I should go,” You mutter as you come back to yourself.

“Or you could stay,” He poses, gliding his thumb over your thigh. “Could play again later. I got all night.”

“I don’t think so,” You mumble, maneuvering back onto the floor and pulling your clothes on.

“Hey,” He calls softly, and you look up at him as you do up the fastenings on your trousers. He’s got a crease between his brows. “This is just fun. You and me. That’s all it’s gotta be, yeah?”

Your fingers stumble as they button up your blouse. “And that’s all it’s gonna be. Yeah?”

“Yeah.”

“Okay.”

You smooth out your collar and take a deep breath. “Yeah. So. Thanks for the fuck. It was good. Really good.”

His eyes roam over you and settle on your face. “Anytime, sugarplum.”

You nod once, resolutely, and head out the door. Next

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eatingaburrito · 3 months

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SNOOZE — oscar piastri

summary. in which, everyone finally meets oscar’s new girlfriend—who happens to be a ballerina—but the history takes on a whole new meaning. (last part !!!!!!)

genre. smau

previous ↺ reading…

side note. no hate to lily this is just for the plot and sorry that was really short but im lazy 🙏🏽🙏🏽🙏🏽🙏🏽🙏🏽🙏🏽🙏🏽🙏🏽

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yourusername still under the sun w my snooze

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landonorris finally the end of the depression posts 🙏🏼

yourusername LMAO I WOULD NOT DO THAT IF I WERE YOU

landonorris don’t know what you’re talking about

yourusername oh so the depression posts on your private ig means nothing ?????????

user can we see the private ig pls

user WHO IS YOUR SNOOZE

yourbestfriend oscar duh 🙄 [comment deleted]

user I SAW THAT

yourbestfriend sorry 👉🏽👈🏽

yourusername i can’t believe my bestfriend is a snitch

lilymhe @ francisca.cgomes, @ charlottesine, @ landonorris and i are not 😇

yourbestfriend CUNT BEHAVIOUR 🙄🙄🙄🙄🙄🙄

user i wanna know what’s @ yourbestfriend’s comment ???????

yourbestfriend nothing 😇

user all the people in this comment section are so suspicious

charlottesine omg vacation must be feeling so good, have a good time love 🤍

yourusername awwwww thanks pookie 😘😘😘

user THE RETURN OF OSCAR IN THE LIKES

user did anybody saw the ‘thread’ thingy of the girl who’s explaining her theory of the whole oscar-yourname affair ?????

user you’re using the word affair like we’re talking about a crime 😂😂

user i did

user OMG I DID TOO

danielricciardo I also did

user DANIEL ????

user not the snooze lyrics ☹️

user connect the dots it’s not a depression song anymore

user okay but we need explanation bro

user GO WATCH LILY’S NEW STORY ON IG !!!!!!!!!

user lily who ???

user bro oscar’s ex gf ?????

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user FINALLY !!!!!!!!! THE IT COUPLE IS BACK

user bro i was so scared i thought oscar was a cheater

user same but thanks to lily who finally gave us explanation 🙄🙄🙄🙄🙄🙄

user AFTER MORE THAN 4 WEEKS BRO

oscarpiastri Always loyal, you know me

yourusername i know you very well

landonorris ew stop being cute thx

yourbestfriend stfu

landonorris let’s fight

yourbestfriend we’re literally in the same room but ok bro

user AYO WHAT

user NEW ROMANCE @ landonorris @ yourbestfriend ???????????????

charlesleclerc Couple goal (after me and Chacha but still) 🥰

yourusername awwww (my favourite) facebook-mom

user we can ALL go back to sleep our favourite couple is back together

danielricciardo It’s been a while, but yes we can all go back to sleep

lilymhe @ francisca.cgomes @ charlottesine heard that ?

francisca.cgomes 😴

charlottesine 😴

alex_albon Zzzzz

#charles leclerc #f1 fanfic #f1 fic #f1 fluff #f1 imagine #f1 x reader #lando norris #daniel ricciardo #f1 smau #fluff #oscar piastri fluff #oscar piastri x reader #oscar piastri smau #oscar piastri x you #oscar piastri imagine #oscar piastri

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1onelypoet · 5 months

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stuck by the glue pt4 || op81 smau

a/n: last part. im a little depressed abt it but im working on a (hopefully) much better smau with like writing (does that make sense?) sooo. again thank u guys sm for the love 💕 ALSO OSCAR NEW IG POST WAS SOSODOD

pairing: oscar piastri x singer!reader

fc: beabadoobe

warnings: cursing and the mildest of mild innuendo

oscarpiastri

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oscarpiastri First race back was a crazy one 🥴

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mclaren A day to remember!

oscarpiastri 👊👊

landoscar OP81 WDC 2024 🗣🗣

landonorris Great job, mate!

pastry4piastri im so normal abt him!

oscarpiastriswife same.

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yourusername it's a blacked out blur but im pretty sure it ruled 🍒

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youfriend1 there's no bond like the one between drunk dutch girlies who don't speak english and drunk american girlies who don't speak dutch 💕

yourusername nothing brings ppl together like alcohol-induced nausea 💓

landonorris think you guys forgot to invite me

yourbff we didn't invite you! yourbff girls only 😘 yourusername esp after that comment 😐 landonorris I'm not sorry.

y/ntaylorsversion oscar is not giving up lmao

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yourusername got me giggling n blushing n shit 🤸‍♀️ oscarpiastri that's the goal 💕 also why are you cartwheeling yourusername y not 🤸‍♀️🤸‍♀️

yourbff simp oscarpiastri only for y/n ☺️ yourbff ok that's kinda sweet ig... still using the emojis like a grandpa tho!

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[caption: last day in the netherlands w my bae yourusername n her man]

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yourusername we're such masterminds 🤞🤞 yourbff imagine if they dont figure it out lmao even tho we layed it all out yourusername HELP bet they're gonna say it's logan again yourbff nah logans mine 🥊🥊 he just doesn't know it yet! yourusername LMFAOO i ship it 💝

logansargeant i thought y/n and oscar were hardlaunching? yourbff y/n is wearing the same jacket as the one in oscar's story so u can tell it's her logansargeant who's gonna notice that 😭 yourbff twitter the chronically online hoes etc logansargeant ...so you

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oscarpiastri ❤️❤️❤️ can't wait to show you off yourusername AHHHH U CANT SAY SHIT LIKE THAT cant wait to show u off too ☹️☹️

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yourusername love u to the moon and to saturn ❤️

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oscarpiastri ❤️❤️❤️

oscarpiastri This guy's very lucky!

yourusername ur such a dork oscarpiastri You love me though ;) yourusername yeah <3

yourusername im the luckiest logansargeant this is disgusting oscarpiastri Don't be rude to my gf yourfriend2 U TELL HIM OSCAR

oscarpiastri I love you so much

yourusername I love you toooooo

laufey so happy for you my love

yourusername mwah

alex_albon Congrats!

yourusername omggg thx alex

yourfriend1 YALL R SO CUTEEE

yourusername thank u bb

oliviarodrigo cute! (sleeping on the highway 2night)

gracieabrams love! (gonna go bathe with my toaster) conangray amazing! (taking a long walk off a short pier)

lilymhe you guys are the cutest I'm crying

yourusername lils 😭😭

yourbff ngl this made me tear up a little

yourbff no but fr, there is nothing better than seeing u happy. so so happy for u y/n ❤️

yourusername ur gonna make me cry. yourbff good.

logansargeant photo credits pls

yourusername no logansargeant wow okay i see how it is

mclaren Welcome to the family!

yourusername sobbing. oscarpiastri I can confirm this

landonorris the draining life of a thirdwheel...

oscarpiastri It was like 3 times. landonorris 😔😔

logansargeant same mate yourbff hi im free monday 8pm xx landonorris FIFTHWHEELING NOW

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oscarpiastri All's well that ends well to end up with you ❤️

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yourusername AHHHHHHHH

yourusername best. bf. ever.

oscarpiastri best. gf. ever. landonorris get. a. room. yourusername no ❤️

landonorris UM THE 7TH PIC??? THERE ARE CHILDREN PRESENT!!!

carlossainz55 You are the child. yourusername OKAY GO OFF KING 🔥🔥🔥

lilymhe we've all seen the pictures. she looks amazing! and, um, he's there...

alex_albon I'm starting to think you're y/n's girlfriend lilymhe I am! alex_albon @/oscarpiastri you seeing this, mate?

mclaren 🧡🧡🧡

logansargeant again, no photo creds? this is insane.

oscarpiastri 😬😬

danielricciardo Congrats, mate! 🎉🥳🎊

oscarpiastri Thank you!

landonorris not the emojis...

alex_albon ❤️

liamlawson30 We should go on a double date sometime!

oscarpiastri We'd love to!

opeightyone Aaand couple of the year award goes to...

yourbff u better treat her right or else

oscarpiastri I will 🫡🫡

youfriend1 not the public threat smh youbff 😘😘

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yourusername 1st gp as papaya girlie <3 also yes ik the top n skirt arent papaya i have no orange clothes :(

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oscarpiastri Stunning 💕

yourusername <3

mclaren Our favorite papaya girlie!

y/nupdates admin is so real for this

landonorris @/oscarpiastri get the girl some papaya clothes

mclaren ^^

justaninchident HELP THE EAT PASTA DRIVE FASTA

#f1 smau #f1 x reader #f1 #f1 imagine #f1 social media au #op81 #op81 fluff #op81 x reader #smau #fluff #oscar piastri smau #oscar piastri fluff

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pseudophan · 5 months

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Remember how even in the video where he talked about his depression dan wanted us to know that the antidepressants did NOT affect his sex life, like ok, thx for the info ig

that was one of the funniest ones like girl okay ?? i'm sure everybody to whom this would be relevant is aware of that fact. why are you telling US

actually i know exactly why he told us that, he was just extremely excited about it because i Know that was the side effect he was the most afraid of. congrats on the working dick howell i fucking guess

#answered

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whyse7vn · 11 months

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DOWN BAD -

[ ot7 x reader ]

JOON4PRESIDENT

8 participants - 8 online

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y/n: hi

tae: 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

y/n: ?

tae: holy fuck ur so fucking funny😭☠️😭☠️😭☠️😭☠️😭☠️😭☠️😭☠️😭☠️😭☠️😭☠️😭☠️😭

jimin: i BEG you let that man hit

at this point it’s embarrassing

tae: pls

jk: i think ur funny too

namjoon: shame is free

tae: idk what that’s supposed to mean

jk: it means shame is free i think

y/n: is that why you’ve been at my house for the last 2 weeks??

cuz you wanna hit??

yoongi: 2 weeks??

jin: down so fucking bad

jk: i thought tae was here cuz he missed us?

tae: I AM I SWAER

but if y/n let me hit in the time i was here i wouldn’t be mad

y/n: ur sick

hobi: why have you let tae stay in ur house for 2 weeks?

y/n: he FORCED his way in here

tae: not true jungkook willingly let me in

jin: jungkooks not even a real person so that doesn’t count

jk: i’m real

i think

jimin: i’m telling you he needed that 100k for rent

yoongi: taehyung homeless era

tae: I HAVE A HOME

y/n: ur not acting like it

tae: home is where the heart is

and my hearts with you bbg

y/n: leave

jk: am i real?

tae: are you a construction worker?

jk: no

tae: cuz ur a building

namjoon: what?

tae: 😉

@y/n

not you namjoon or jungkook

y/n: it’s hard

the life i live

hobi: hard like a criminal hard like the beat

tae: my rizz is out of this world it’s actually insane

jimin: do you know what rizz means?

bcs you can’t be fr

jk: isn’t rizz a type of cheese?

yoongi: this is my competition…

y/n: ur thinking of swiss cheese kook

jk: I AM

how did you know that??

y/n: can one of you guys come a get tae from us pls im begging you

jimin: i can’t read sorry

jin: i’m literally blind

hobi: 🫣

y/n: i fear his stupidness is rubbing off on jungkook

yoongi: i think he’s just naturally dumb as hell

jk: who

yoongi: see

y/n: plS my biggest fear in this life is waking up to furry jk

tae: ummm

that would have nothing to do with my influence

yoongi: call animal control maybe they’ll help you with tae?

tae: ??????

y/n: NAMJOON PLS UR MY ONLY HOPE PLS PLS PLS

namjoon: i’m not here

tae: CAN SOMONE DEFEND ME LIKE OMG???

jUNGKOOK TELL HER HER GREAT I AM

jk: he’s great

tae: UR NO HELP FUCK U

i’m gonna kill myself in front of you all in the most horrific way and change ur lives forever and NO amount of therapy will help you forget or move on

jk: ok i’m ready

tae: i’m leaving

y/n: god bless 🙏🏽

tae: ur obsessed with me get help

i hate you all

losers

gosh

fucking bitches the LOT of you

AWOOOOOOO

lone wolf era

jimin: what the fuck

namjoon: are you done?

tae: yeah :/

y/n: do you feel better now??

tae: as better as i can be in a situation like this :/

hobi: what situation?

tae: wdym?

jin: he has to be brain dead or something

tae: right hoseok stupid as hell

jk: i think jimin is talking about you bro

tae: jungkook ur young i wouldn’t expect you to understand

jk: ur right

y/n: they changed the korean age system isnt that crazy

jin: DON’T TALK ABOUT AGE

jimin: it’s a sensitive topic for him cuz he’s still old no matter what

namjoon: please

jk: i’m 25

jin: IDC SHUT UP

y/n: yikes

hobi: jungkook has been 25 for like 10 years

jk: that’s not true that makes no sense

hobi are you bad at maths?

hobi: don’t speak to me

tae: jimin you smell the best in the group

y/n: why are you smelling people?

hobi: furry

tae: after the loml ofc

jk: jennie?

tae: SHUT UP

jk: did you break up again???

tae: KICK HIM KICK HIMMM

jimin: what do i smell like?

tae: like vanilla i love it soOOOO much

it’s like a sweet vanilla but not so strong it overpowers ur senses it’s just right

i could eat you

jimin: i wish bitches i wanted said shit like this

but it’s just you

thx ig

tae: ???????

jin: that’s frfr creepy as hell tbh

why is he actually sniffing people is that not insane

jimin: don’t be mad you don’t smell like sweet vanilla

jin: i’m actually glad

look at what ur attracting

hobi: furries

jin: right

tae: 𝖘𝖍𝖚𝖙 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖋𝖚𝖈𝖐 𝖚𝖕

jk: WOAH

CALM DOWN TAE CALM DOWN TAE ITS OKAY ITS JUST US 😰😨😭

jimin: again what the actual fuck

tae: ur right i’m sorry i didn’t mean to get like that guys

jk: it’s okay

namjoon: they’re actually insane oh my god

y/n: i have seen a real decline in jungkooks mental state since the arrival of tae at our home

yoongi: again i think that’s just jungkook

y/n: no i know jungkook

jk: yeah she knows me

i know her

we have a connection you wouldn’t understand yoongi

y/n: and i know for a FACT he’s not that dumb

hobi: dumb dumb

jk: right i’m not that dumb

tae: WHAT ARE YOU TRYING TO SAY RN???

jk: wait

namjoon: tae go back to therapy

jimim: begging you

jin: awoman🙏🏻

tae: NO

I TOLD YOU LAST TIME

SHE LAUGHED AT ME

THE THERAPIST

I WONT I WONT I WONT

you can’t make me

it’s a free world

jk: you can buy the world??

yoongi: what do people see in you?

jk: whom?

y/n: LMAOOOO

namjoon: jungkook are you high rn?

jk: am i what?

namjoon: high

jk: hello

work on ur spelling joon

jimin: who tf is supplying him with this shit

jin: bet it was tae

tae: NO LOL

LOL

yoongi: so it was tae

y/n: HAVE YOU BEEN GETTING JUNGKOOK HIGH THESE LAST 2 WEEKS TAE???????

namjoon: this explains a lot

hobi: this is why he’s been messaging shit to my phone at like 2 in the morning

crazy

jk: who

tae: NO

LOL

y/n: HOW HAVE I NOT NOTICED???

jimin: right you dumb as hell tbh

namjoon: does it not smell??

jin: namjoon drug expert

tae: MAYBE HES BEEN TAKING EDIBLES

FROM SOMEONE WHEN YOU GO TO SLEEP???

LOL

yoongi: why are you giving ur self away like that

you really are stupid

jk: yeah stupid

yoongi: don’t ever agree with me again

jk: in y/ns bed rn

hobi: fight fight fight

yoongi: been there multiple times

jk: um ur lying

im here every night

i haven’t run into you in the last 4 months

tae: DONR TELL ME YOU LET JUNGKOOK HIT BEFOR ME OH MY GOD I CANT BREATHE RNNNNNNNNNNN

LIKE JUNGKOOK

ARE YOU FR .:’sk

omGGGH

NOOOSODODOD

jk: i’ve never hit a woman in my life

it’s not right pls don’t hit y/n

y/n: he comes to cuddle sometimes

yoongi: he does?

jk: everyday actually

she’s lying

jin: i’m gonna kill 14 puppies in-front of taehyung and see what happens

tae: why me

jin: you’re n need of a personality change

tae: i’m fine the way i am??

love urself and others will love you for you

we made a whole album about it?

jin: i’m not loving you for you tbh

and a LOT of people would say the same

tae: you guys are lucky i’m not sensitive

y/n: i’ve always been a lucky girly

hobi: you literally live with jungkook?

jk: yes?

hobi: nothing

jk: if you remember lmk ^^

tae: y/n do you have ugly man syndrome or something?

y/n: ??

tae: idk you just seem to enjoy being friendly with ugly men

y/n: never once have i said i’ve enjoyed ur company

tae: ARE YOU TRYING TO SAY IM THE UGLY MAN??

y/n: you said it not me…

tae: anything jungkook can do i 110% do it better

unless it’s lack common sense

i’m pretty full of common sense

jimin: that’s actually not true

y/n: maybe that’s what gets jungkook cuddles?

jk: when?

yoongi: being stupid?

y/n: yeah maybe he’s a loser and i find it endearing

yoongi: lol

hobi: me when i’m jealous

tae: IM ACTUALLY THE BIGGESt LOSER AROUND

TELL HER GUYS

namjoon: the biggest!

jimin: HE SOOOOOO DUMB ITS CRAZY

hobi: i feel the need to kick him every time i see him type of loser

jin: he’s such a loser actually i still bully him to this day

tae: not too much now

hobi: okay i can’t do this anymore let’s address the elephant in the room

jimin: namjoon…

namjoon: wtf?

y/n: don’t be mean

jk: are you guys in all in a room without me?

tae: u-um >.<

jin: did he just stutter through text?

y/n: pls stop

jk: where is the elephant??

jin: jungkook go to bed or something ur pissing me off now

jk: sleep well jin

namjoon: gn jin

jin: don’t feed into his shit namjoon

jk: y/n are you with the elephant?

yoongi: y/N aRe yOu wItH tHE eLepHaNt

jimin: what the beef omg?

tae: what is this elephant hobi-senpai ?!!!

i’m sitting on the edge of my seat

♡ (⇀ 3 ↼)

jk: me 2

hobi: tae you need to learn how to get a fucking grip and shut the fuck up

…

FYI JK AND Y/N ARE LIVING TOGETHER FOR THE FUNZIES OKAY? FOR THE GIRLIES THAT DO NOT KNOW

the rest of the members have their own houses and are lonely losers

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carebeartherese · 8 months

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My live reactions to Loki ep 4:

(Already 7 mins in and I’m angry with Kang)

-hell yea the clock lady wants you (what the fuck)

-mobius and Loki are very boyfriends rn

-shit the loom

-LOKI LOOKED AT MOBIUS’ HAND

-sorry

-I love this Victor timely fella tbh

-oh fuck dox

-B15 my love <333

-no don’t let dox live

-oooooo words

-Víctor is so autism

-ob and Casey <3333

-ob and victor meeting each others idles

-snake eating it’s own tail= Ouroboros

-FANGIRLING

-CASEY JEALOUS??

-mobius is so sweet

-NOT THE BIGASS SUIT THING AGAIN POOR MOBIUS

-lmfao petty ob

-hahahahah VOLUNTEER LOKI

-skin?

-mobius and Loki fighting like an old couple is my favorite

-Sylvie = third wheel

-Loki is in fact super fast

-ooop victor is think

-Casey and ob are so bf coded

-CASEY IS THE OTHER WOMAN NOW

-PIE DATE 2???

-sylvie pls let them be a couple

-dude this bitch

-CALLING OUT MOBIUS FR

-HE HASNT LOOKED CAUSE HE LOVES LOKI HE WANTS TO STAY WITH HIM

-MOBIUS AND SYLVIE FACING OFF WHILE LOKI STANDS IN THE BACKGROUND IS ACTUALLY PEAK CINEMA

-WHO WILL HE CHOOSE

-pie pls

-LOKI YOU CHOSE HER???

-oh brad

-shit

-please don’t start a prison riot

-don’t bring Galileo into this

-Stfu dox

-uhhhh this tension is strange

-B15 !!!!!!

-brad doing the same hand-resting thing with his collar

-PIE TIME

-wait sylvie gtfo

-ohhhh please let them fight about MOBIUS

-Loki monologue incoming

-lmfao Thor mocking

-also Loki character development???

-yea those people live because of his lover

-damn wise words ig

-I don’t like them as a couple please don’t let this happen again

-yea sylvie thats kinda the point of hope

-i don’t hate her she’s just annoying on occasion

-anyways

-ok but you are gods tho

-thx Loki also back tf up

-MOVE ON /SRS

-damn that pie room is the real star or the show

-fuck dox srsly

-NO NO RAVONNA STOP

-also crazy bitch Ms minutes honorable mention

-SHES WORKING ON HERSELF OK

-oh shit life on the timeline?? Fr???

-oh fuck no you crazy bitches

-WHAT ARE THEY DOING

-BRAD NO

-FUCK DONT SQUISH THEM

-NO PLEASE OMFG RAVONNA

-MS MINUTES WHY ARE YOU PSYCHOTIC

-Brad that was fuckin cold

-see even ravonna doesn’t actually give a fuck who you are brad

-Casey x OB x Timely???

-It’s hotchoc victor

-I love victor

-mobius is so supportive

-what’s happening with the tempads tho???

-oh sorry b15 it’s people goo now

-MS MINUTES STOP THIS AINT SUPPOSED TO BE HORROR

-Aw he made the guard hot coco

-OH FUCK

-BRAD WHAT THE HELL YOU CUNT

-IT WAS SO WHOLESOME UNTIL YOU SHOWED UP

-MOBIUS AND VIRUSES LMFAO

-shit Ms minutes

-stawp

-loki and mobius need more screen time together

-this feels much scarier than it should tbh

-ohhh….hey ravonna….sorry about all that

-oh shit ok

-mommy? Sorry, mommy? Sorry-

-brad please relax with your 70s hair

-TIMELY DONT BE A DICK PLS

-RUN LOKI RUN

-oh fuck this is it ig

-real Ms minutes sucks

-shits getting real

-loki is gonna get pruned by himself

-sylvie constantly plays elevator music in her soul

-this is where Loki gets pruned!!!! Probably by himself

-yup I was right prune yourself

-damn sylvie strong

-good job loki???

-sorry just had to kill past me rq

-WHOS calling???

-and th e call was coming from IsIdE tHe HoUsE

-oh dammit ob you scared me

-mobius is so worried about his boyfriend he’s willing to reboot the whole system

-LET THE LOKIS USE THEIR POWERS SRSLY

-BYE MS MINUTES

-Aw poor timely they aren’t mocking you

-OH SHIT

-you’ll never be him.

-that shit was menacing fr

-oh DONT send brad out on his own!!!

-he gonna die

-fuck that was kinda hot ngl

-anyways hi sylvie/brad

-FUCK YEA SCREW YOU RAVONNA

-lokius has had way too few scenes today

-loki <333

-oh thank god

-OH THERE IS NO GOD

-THE LOOM

-oh loki please be safe

-don’t send timely out pls

-no dont!!!

-TIMELY PLS DONT DIE

-OH SHIT BLACK HOLE SPAGHETTI

-NO TIMELY PLEASE

-GOD HOW FIX PLS

-NO BAD LOKI

-STAY PUT PLEASE

-DUDE

-THIS SHIT IS TERRIFYING

-B15 MY LOVE

-OH FUCK WHY IS IT DARK

-WHAT THE HELL WHAT JUST HAPPENED

-THAT IS AN UNFAIR CLIFFHANGER

-COME BACK

#loki #loki episode 4 #loki season 2 #victor timely #mobius m mobius #ms minutes #ravonna renslayer #sylvie laufeydottir #loki laufeyson #lokius

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cokowiii · 1 year

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Ok so

Based on what I concluded after ur last update

In this one ep

We can see both mikey's and cali chains are kinda black (or disappearing or idk;-;)

Also here were cali was dead meet the girl boss in this weird place

We can all see cali's chains became completely black

BUT

In todays ep the chains's are back to be normal After mari woke up like nothing happend to them

what i want to say is may the gay chains become black because cali's power (can we even name it ninpo?) were disappearing (or ig cuz he was dying?)

That's why his and Mikey's chains were partly black irl and completely in that place were he meet raphie

And when he woke up thats mean he came back to life after he was DEAD which means his ninpo came back too with him

Thats all:V

I'm very bad at English, sorry if I made a mistake in grammar or if there are a lot of mistakes

Thx for reading all this nonsense shit ;-;

I hope im right-

HAVE A NICE DAY:D

I love analysis shit!

I like all this shit! The chains were made using a mix of their mystic shenanigans! So yeah! Homie deadass was dead for a fat minute so that’s why they turned back for Cali

#asks and replies #I need to start writing stuff down

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catzz-z · 1 year

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i NEED him

Ghost x male reader

Smut

Female aligned dni <3

Anyways hi guys thx for the likes on my other post I’ve been to embarrassed to actually re read it myself so it means a lot that you guys actually like the story I made I feel like the other one was to bleh so I’m trying to make this story longer and more slow burn ig idk if you have any advice or opinions that would be greatly appreciated anyways on with the story and I know it’s not November but just act like it is cause I just had this idea today c/n = code name

Me and soap were talking about nnn making jokes and what not, then soap had the idea to make a bet “whoever fails this month has to pay the other 50 bucks” “bold of you to assume I’d fail Soap Mactavish” “ We’ll see about that y/n”. ghost walks in and at this point me and soap are still joking around about the bet and saying who’s going to win or whatever. I’d describe ghost as a person who would immediately shut down me and soaps stupid talk but it seemed like today was different instead he asked us what we were talking about me and soap looked at each other and bursted out laughing.

Ghost looked at us confused to say the least “It’s nothing me and soap were just making a stupid bet” ghost sounded intrigued “what was the bet about?” Soap spoke up “ whoever fails this month at nnn has to pay the other 50 dollars but obviously I’ll be the winner” I hit soap on his arm “yeah right loser I’ll be the one to win” me and soap shared a laugh and the bet was set into motion.

Week 1

While me and soap were sitting down on the couch watching some bad rom-com movie ghost walked into the room he said something about going out for the day I didn’t pay attention to him because unfortunately even if the movie was terrible it had me hooked but for some odd reason I felt eyes burning into the back of my head but whatever must’ve been my imagination. Soap spoke up “ Ghost was staring you down like no tomorrow what did you do to him” “me?! I didn’t do anything what did you do to him?” “ yeah whatever you say y/n”

Week 2

Jesus. This was going to be harder than I first thought I never realized how many things that ghost did that got me worked up his stupid jokes how he looks at me with his eyes his voice sounding angelic and made just for me but there was no way I’d lose a bet I’m not about to lose 50 dollars just because I can’t restrain myself I’ll just try to distract myself. I felt Someone tap on my shoulder I whipped around only to be face to face with ghost “what are you doing here c/n?” “Jesus you scared me- uh nothing I was just scouting out the area” ghost looked at me skeptical “ ok just get back to your original post and don’t leave without alerting someone it could’ve been dangerous” “don’t worry about litte ol me ghost you know I can handle myself” ghost stayed silent and walked away I just pray he didn’t hear me silently screaming after he left the grip he has on me dear lord I start heading back to my original post oh well I think to myself just need to push through.

Week 3

Holy I feel like my whole body is on fire. Today is an off day so everyone does there own individual thing but today was just not my day soap suggested we all played spin the bottle at first I thought sure why not I’m bored so maybe this will pass the time but now here I am stuck in a closet with ghost for the next 7 minutes I just thank whatever god was watching me because I knew I looked like a tomato right about now. I could feel his body pressing up against mine and I swear I was getting hotter by the second and I guess it showed because ghost spoke up “Jesus love you’re burning up the room calm down will you?” Oh.my.god I think to myself did he just say what I think he said I feel like I’m about to die “y-yeah sorry about that” “loosen up a litte won’t you?” I felt him tilt my chin up and lean in closer for a kiss “oh my ghosh” I thought to myself “is this really happening?” But finally I felt our lips connect and it felt amazing his rough hands pulling me closer and grabbing my waist his lips felt surprisingly soft for a guy who seems so rough I could smell his cologne and when he bit my bottom lip for entrance I couldn’t resist we started exploring each other mouths trying to fight over who’d be the dominant one but unfortunately for me he won I slowly moaned into the kiss and felt him smirk against my lips when we parted I felt like I was drunk off of him I needed him but I can’t loose that bet but dear lord he started going in for a kiss again but this time going lower and giving me hickies anywhere he could give me I felt his lust radiating off of him I couldn’t take it anymore I needed him whatever I can loose some stupid bet I just need him he started to unbuckle my pants when we heard the door opening I quickly fixed my self up and ghost scowled and whispered “ next time love” when soap opened up the door he let out a howl of laughter “ Look at you two huh? Your face is a little red there y/n” “Eat a dick soap” I decided that, that was enough spin the bottle for me so I went back into my room not realizing that ghost was staring me down with nothing but lust and love behind his eyes.

Week 4

After the fiasco of spin the bottle I couldn’t look ghost in the eye I felt so embarrassed every-time he looked at me but oh my he’s so hot whatever I just need to focus on the task at hand which was scouting out the area with soap I stepped in the room first signaling that it was safe for soap to come in afterwards he spoke to me “ so what was all that back at spin the bottle” I froze “none of your business soap shut up” he chuckled “oh? Are you sure about that because to me it seems like you’re getting a litte to worked up over it” I sighed “whatever soap just shut up” “whatever you say y/n just remember who’s going to be gaining 50 dollars on December 1st” “yeah as if you’d win soap now be quiet I hear someone”. After the mission I plopped myself down on the couch and just started thinking about the whole spin the bottle situation I mean I don’t know did ghost even mean it? Maybe he did I mean I’m pretty sure he meant it. I mean if he didn’t then why would he have told me next time love remembering his voice gave me butterflies in my stomach the things he could do to me with just his voice he’s just so hot. I heard someone walk in it was ghost “ You look like a mess.” I sighed “I was just about to leave ” god it was so awkward maybe he didn’t mean to kiss me whatever I’m just going to leave. Before I was even able to get up from the couch ghost pinned me down “Where do you think you’re going?” My breath hitched I couldn’t speak “come on now love don’t you want to continue what we started?” He started to unbuckle my pants and take off my shirt “look at how beautiful you look under me” I looked away embarrassed “oh come on now love don’t look away” he started to take off his clothing and lower himself onto me he propped me up so I was straddling his thighs I felt his bulge push against mine and i tried shifting to get some type of pleasure but his hands came down to hold my waist he chuckled “Eager now are we?” He flipped me over so I was on my back he slowly reached down to take of my boxers my cock sprung up already leaking with pre-cum “have you ever done this before?” I shook my head no “use your words darling” my breath stopped at the new nickname “ n-no I haven’t” slight whimpers falling from my mouth he chuckled darkly “ well just keep on making those noises for me love” he spat on his finger about to push in when we heard someone coming I shot up and scrambled to get my clothes on before throwing ghost clothes at his face “Sorry ghost maybe next time” and i ran off into the bathroom to fix myself up when I got out of the bathroom ghost was on the couch with soap talking about whatever I decided that I needed some fresh air so I stepped out once I went back inside it was only soap on the couch now I asked him where ghost went but he said he kind of just got up and left oh well I thought and sat down with soap.

Week 5

Finally my last week after this week I would just need two more days so that this challenge can be done soap hasn’t given up yet but neither have I. Today was supposed to be somewhat normal it was just me and ghost at the base but hey whatever right? Wrong whenever I tried to mind my own business I felt him staring me down from across the room I swear I felt chills on my neck so I decided that enough was enough and went up to him “hey I was planning to try and cook with whatever we have around here if you’d like you can eat with me” this was so awkward I think to myself “ yeah sure I’ll eat with you” well hey that went easier than expected now it’s just time to make some food. (Make whatever food you want) after preparing my meal and letting it cook off for a litte i called out to ghost “ hey.. uh I finished cooking if you want any” I set the table for me and me only I truly wasn’t really expecting him to show up to eat even if we were in the same area but to my surprise he actually came so I took up another play and served him. While we were eating no one dared to say anything until he finally broke the ice “Y/n we need to talk” my breathing started slow increasing “About what?” “About what’s been happening between us” “oh.. that yeah man don’t worry about it I won’t tell anyone” he looked like he was about to say something but stopped I felt like I could cut the tension with a knife. But Jesus I couldn’t stop sneaking looks at him he’s just so beautiful I love how muscular his arms feel not that I’m not fit myself but he makes me feel so safe ever since the spin the bottle incident I can’t look at him the same I mean not like I ever did just see him as a friend but still his beautiful eyes looking into mine how I feel like I get intoxicated off of him. His soft and rough arms grabbing me and pulling me closer to hold and kiss Jesus the things I would do for him. I didn’t realize I had been staring at him for like a minute now until he called my name “hey y/n you look kind of dazed there you alright?” “Oh yeah sorry I’m fine I’ll clean up don’t worry I just need to use the bathroom.” I quickly ran to the bathroom fuck I thought to myself I can’t do it anymore the way he’s been looking at me and how we’ve been so close but yet so far I can’t do it I don’t care if I lose some stupid bet I can’t handle it anymore I unbuckled my pants and pulled down my boxers.

Change of POV

Fuck. Ghost thought to himself he couldn’t even get his feelings out to y/n he felt stupid he started to clean up after himself until he heard a gasp in the bathroom he went down the hall to check up on y/n

Back to original POV

I can’t even think right now he’s so beautiful and perfect I can’t do it my body gets so hot and worked up whenever I think of him I can’t do it I heard the door open and and looked up to only find ghost staring at me. Hiccups falling out of my mouth I need him “ p-please help me” he quickly came in and shut the door he quickly grabbed my hands “ No. I’ve been waiting for this all day love just thinking about you being underneath me moaning and cumming just for me” I quickly nodded tears still falling from my eyes I need him now I can’t take it anymore he picked me up and carried me to his room he set me down on his bed and started to undress I felt his eyes on me and looked away “come on now darling you look so beautiful underneath me waiting patiently” I can’t look at him I’m too embarrassed my head still tucked away into my arm he started to kiss and nip at my neck until he hit a certain spot I let out an embarrassing loud moan he started to abuse that spot on my neck until it turned purple I was out of breath by the time he was done “ what’s the matter love? Getting all worked up over a litte kiss?” He looked down and noticed my cock dripping with pre-cum he started to wrap his fingers around my cock slowly jerking me off “please go faster” he chuckled at started to go faster I moaned and arched my back my eyes rolling into the back of my head but before I could arrive he suddenly stopped I whined “I want you to cum when I’m inside you” I let out a whine “please just please I need you please” when I spoke that seems to set off a switch in ghosts head “repeat yourself for me?” I looked away embarrassed “come on now love why don’t you tell me how desperate you are for me huh?” I tried to grind onto his hips but he grabbed my waist to keep me still “repeat what you said go on I want to hear you say it” he was looking at me I can feel it “please I need you Simon” he chuckled darkly “whatever you say darling” he pushed me onto my back and aligned himself with my hole “this may sting a little but you’ll get used to it” he pushed himself in he was right it hurt a little but I got used to it he slowly started thrusting into me trying to find my g-spot I couldn’t even pay attention to what he was saying at this point my brain had turned to mush he was so beautiful. He suddenly hit a certain spot that made me arch my back he laughed “found it” I couldn’t process what was happening I just felt good “mmh more please right there” he continued to thrust into me hitting that certain spot over and over again I started to bite at his neck “Please please please” I didn’t even know what I was begging for at this point but he seemed to know what I was begging for he took one of his hands off my waist and started to stroke me I arched my back and started to rut into his hand “Go on cum on me you’ve been so good for me” I couldn’t take it anymore his eyes staring into mine how his voice made me feel butterflies in my stomach I couldn’t take it tears started rolling down my eyes he was making me feel so good he chuckled “cum for me darling” that was what pushed me over the edge it felt like my vision was going white it felt blissful I continued to rut into his hand until I rode out my high but he wasn’t done he continued thrusting into me losing his pace and grunting “ you look so beautiful for me right now my beautiful boy” he buried his hips into me and came he sloppily thrusted in and out riding out his high before finally pulling out “you did so good for me love” I was slowly falling asleep and finally closed my eyes when I woke up I was in ghost room I groggily got up trying to remember what happened last night ghost walked in “your awake I made some food I’ll be back” I went I to the kitchen in one of ghost sweat shirts and sweatpants only to find ghost chuckling at me “Shut it soap I’ll pay you just lay off” while I walked back to ghost room I could hear soap laughing his ass off whatever I thought to myself it’s just some stupid bet.

The end

Hi this has been marinating in my drafts for awhile lol but uh any advice on this or my other story are appreciated and again sorry I don’t really know ghost character I just think he’s hot but I hope you guys enjoyed and see you when I decide to post again

#ghost x male reader #simon riley x male reader #i’d do anything for him #simon ghost riley #simon ghost riley x you #male reader #x male reader

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kkolg · 1 year

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Basic Rundown of my BATIM au

Ok so I’ve only been here for a little so I thought I’d give my basics for my lil au I made. Please keep in mind I’m still sorta working on it so it might change- also I’m not the best writer so sorry if this sorta sucks lol. Also also- IK LIL BENDY ISNT HENRY BUT HERE HE IS, THIS WAS MADE BEFORE BATDR AND HIS APPEARANCE IS PRETTY IMPORTANT TO THE PLOT SO DONT COME FOR ME PLEASE IM SORRYYYY-

NO THIS IS NOT A FUCKING MAFIA AU SHUT UP

Tags: vigilante batim au - well- you could guess it’s for the au

vigilante au comic - important/lore comics that are decently drawn

vigilante au comic # - that REALLY important stuff/in order of timeline/main story

batim au lore - I think I’m the only person who uses this so this will be for usually written lore stuff about the au and sometimes drawn stuff, depending usually

Setting

So this au takes place in the early to mid 1920s somewhere around Brooklyn, New York I think, not sure when and where exactly yet- It’s been 6 years since some past events, (which I’ll write about later) and this is also when the Prohibition Era started, so speakeasy’s and small bootlegging joints are starting to pick up.

Characters and other stuff

In this au Bendy is one of the top bootleggers for “The Vigilante” speakeasy, a pretty successful and popular speakeasy at that, located on the edge of a forest and under the ownership of Mr. Allen. Bendy’s best friend and main partner is Alice (just because why not) and usually go together when doing pickups, robberies, etc… Their getaway driver, William Click, is also good buddies with the both of them and is the one who takes the booze back to “The Vigilante”. William is also the bartender at “The Vigilante”. There are other partners that Bendy and Alice work with but it’s usually for bigger jobs. Phill or Philip is the “Vigilante’s” personal nurse, he lives over in the forest in a decent sized house and that is where anyone seriously injured is sent over. He’s very reserved so he’s usually not in the speakeasy. Margret is Mr. Allen’s personal assistant and maid, she’s very kind and loves company and reading.

There’s a rival speakeasy called “The Chokeberry” whom’s run by Betty Francis. The two speakeasies are equally popular, but they don’t usually ever cross paths.

Now to the good guys ig, Detective Stein (yes he’s a private detective here) with fake first name Martin, his two partners Tom “Boris”, and Allison usually are the accompany him to crime scenes and other things of the sort. He’s not usually supposed to be let in since he’s a private detective- but he’s been able to work his way around that a few times. Detective Stein is pretty well known in the area as a very kind man and extraordinary when it comes to solving cases. Tom is the brute force of the trio while Allison is usually the gunner.

Detective May is a detective in the local police department and usually rivals Stein when solving any case. She usually gets very upset whenever she see’s Stein at a crime scene. Linda Howell is her personal assistant (yep she’s here too), she usually files the paperwork that May doesn’t want to handle, although she does wish to be on the scene investigating instead of lying around in an office.

Det. Stein and Linda also work together in secret to get more information on the “Ink Demon” case specifically because the both of them take quite an interest to it. The reason it’s secret is because if May found out she would definitely not be happy-

That’s basically it, again expect changes and little edits here and there because i might change or add smth to the story later :)

Edit: If you wanna see the characters and character profiles just go to my account and some will be there! I’m still doing them so it might be a little while but thx anyway :D

Another thing to note is that Bendy doesn’t know Det. Stein is Henry since he’s a cartoon now and yk changed his name

——————————————————————————————————— I love dubs btw! Just credit and link me to it cause I’d love to hear it! This applies to all comics I make for any fandom :)

OTHER LINKS TO FIND ME: YouTube, BlueSky, Insta

#batim au #idk what else to put #this took too long #vigilante batim au #batim au lore #batim #1920s

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scarafvcker · 11 months

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PLS I COPIED IT RIGHT FROM MY FUCKIFJ WATTPAD ACCOUNT

Sorry to ppl that have requests, I got no motivation whatsoever 💀💀AnywayzzConsider this a late valentines day special ig

Also ITS NOT CRACK :D

Edit: this isn't finished and I don't plan in finishing it (sorry 😭)

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Smut *lipbite*

Sub Scaramouche Dom Reader

Afab Reader

Using they/them pronouns even tho the reader gets called mommy

🤭Mommy, degeneration, overstimulation, Choking and Dacrypilia kink 😼Also modern au 👨‍🦲

I'm open to criticism, as long as it's not literally just roasting my writing 💀Okay?

Okay.Also pls point out spelling errors if u find any thx <3

Onto the story <33

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As you walk into the house, you close the door and sigh. Today most people took the day off meaning that the work was spread out between the like 12 people who were actually at work. You put you jacket on the rack and take your shoes off, walking towards the living room and hear the TV going. "Scara, I'm homee!" As soon as you say that, you hear the TV pause and then shuffling. Scara peeks out from the side of the couch then gets up and hugs you, nuzzling his face into your neck. You wrap your arms around him holding him close. "You look tired dear, would you like to lay down, and change into some pj's?" Scara asks as he slowly rubs your back, in a comforting Way. "Yes please" ------------------

Time skip bc I'm lazy

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As you lay in bed cuddling with Scara, he rubs your back and you kiss him on the forehead. He quits rubbing your back and settles his hands on your hips as you slowly wrap your arms around his neck. He smiles as he leans in to kiss you. As you kiss back you tangle your hands in his hair and slightly tugging which makes him groan. You pull back, causing him to whine. "Scara, I need to make sure, is this what you want." You say this looking deeply into his eyes. "Yes, please mommy!~" he begs you, his grip tightening on your waist. You roll him onto his back, and you were now straddling his waist. "Aww does mommy's little whore want some attention?~" you say seductively and you slowly grind down onto Scara. "Y-Yes please! M-mhmm~ i-i'll be a- ngh!~ good little whore!~". Since you guys had changed earlier, you were both wearing pj's, Scara pj's being some pants and no shirt, and yours being a crop top with some shorts. Your hands roam around his body as you lean over and being sucking hickey's onto his neck. He whines and tries to grab your hair but you slap his hands away. Backing away from his neck, you slide one of your hands down, and slip it past the waistline of his pants and boxers, grabbing his cock you begin slowly stroking him. You grab his chin between your free hand. "Does mommy's whore wanna make them feel good? Hmm?~" You say with a sadistic smile on your face. "M-mph~ y-yes! W-wanna make m-mommy feel good!~"

And that's where I fucoffb died 😁

(I fuckfifn hate this so much cuz my writing is shit 😋)

Also I gave up on fixing it bc I copy and pasted it lmao

-🌸

happy valentine’s day guys‼️‼️

your writing isn’t that bad but i’m not sure if i can critique it cause the only criticism i have is that YOURE SO LAZY (real me too it’s ok bestie) “time skip bc i’m lazy” so fucking real

IM BOUTTA MAKE SCARA MY LITTLE WHORE

also can we talk ab scara making his mommy an actual mommy like IMAGINE

#~anon!!#~🌸 anon!!#genshin #genshin impact #genshin smut #genshin impact smut #genshin scara #genshin scaramouche #genshin impact scara #genshin impact scaramouche #scaramouche smut

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onlyseokmins · 2 years

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cold hands, warm heart • l.s.m.

ok but i've always associated seokmin with warmth just bc of his personality and bc i want to believe he'd be absolutely delicious to cuddle with 😳

but like now i'm thinking what if he's like me? what if his hands are super cold. like you know the saying "cold hands, warm heart"? hm, ok, so stick w/ me. also idk what came over me. sorry! lmk if i need to add warnings cuz I'm just too lazy rn this is messily written hahaaa also here are some great pics (that aren't mine) thx to the bestie wife to quell your thirst and love (forgive) me for this :D also i have more thx to her (she's better than google lbr) so you can just ask us nicely ig :3 now i go back to finishing smth w/ mingyu 🤪 minors dni I'll eat you 😠

it's always a jolt to the system when his fingers touch any part of your body. some occasions are better than others, like when you're hot during the miserable summer days. he might be the worst bed buddy during winter (like let's not even talk about his cold feet under the blankets 😭) but ofc there are methods to dull the chilling sensation.

sometimes it's licking his fingers like a popsicle, swirling your warm tongue around his icy fingertips until he deems they are good enough to properly touch you. this prolly goes on for longer than needed. but when he's praising you the whole time, telling you how good you are for him and running his other hand down your cheek, it's hard not to suck on that one too.

but if he's feeling a lil mean, he's sliding a cold, long finger into any one of your warm holes with zero remorse. zero preparation. it doesn't matter how much you whine, if you're too whiny he's just gonna keep shoving another one in until you're completely filled up. by then his fingers will be nice and warm, he reckons.

occasionally you're concerned. like for his health. you ok, buddy? can he even feel his fingers? what if he has hypothermia or smth. ofc seokmin finds it endearing cuz there's always an easy excuse to hold hands. likes how you admire the veins decorating them.

if he's feeling a lil feisty, he'll slot one between your thighs when you're out with friends. not too indecently. just one hand casually splayed out on your thigh, the friend group making fun of his "possessiveness".

they tease how you're trembling faintly, familiar with seokmin's ice-cold hands on a number of rude pranks. you giggle along ofc to save face. mumbling smth abt how you're his personal handwarmer and everyone laughs at how cute the two of you are. Unbeknownst at how you actually do it.

bc you're recalling every other time his hand has been there. how it's trailed up to touch your clit. rub your folds. you're already aching and he hasn't done a single thing. but he knows. squeezing ever so gently, smiling at you innocently but you see that lil mischievous lip bite.

you know he's gonna take you home, hand never leaving that position the whole way back in his car. maybe he'll torture you even further by deciding to take the public transportation bc he's "too drunk" even though everyone has not seen him take a single sip of alcohol.

but he's definitely drunk on you. when you hide your face in his neck as his other hand slides under your blouse and you can already feel the goosebumps and your nipples perking up. it's a good thing you're wearing a padded bra or the nice old granny complimenting what a pretty couple you make is gonna think you're a pervert.

seokmin's not gonna do anything that exposes the two of you too much. he keeps his hand hidden down by your back, letting you smile and talk to the sweet old lady the whole ride home. no one notices how you're slightly shifting in your seat, pressed up as close as can be to his side when he naughtily cups your ass.

he only responds with polite hums and nods, a blinding smile when needed in the conversation. too busy dreaming about how wet your pretty lil cunt will be when you arrive at home. wondering if he'll be able to control himself long enough to undress and make it to the bedroom. he thinks not when he sees how much you're wobbling once you get off at the stop and you're not even wearing heels.

teasing you how he hardly did a thing. and you're just cutely glaring like you'll actually get mad at him. as if you could. bc he treats you so so nicely, instantly sliding into you the minute the door's closed to your cozy lil apartment. filling you up just like you wanted hours ago. thank god his dick is never cold.

it's sweet torture. at the restaurant, the barely-there-but-totally-enough foreplay, and the way he makes you feel so full. humiliatingly flattered when he lets out a swear word as you gaze up at him through half-lidded eyes, one finger in his mouth as he's pounding into you below. his other hand is clasped with yours, gently squeezing and truly intimate while the one that was in your mouth obscenely departs with a trail of saliva connected. the both of you groan when he uses another finger, one that's not warmed by you and bitterly cold, to rub against your clit.

he loves the lil hiss from your lips that are swollen from kissing and biting. adores the saturating wetness and heat that meets his fingertips below. mind-blown when you accept his finger back into your mouth to lick your own juices off of it.

you're perfect in every single way to him and he tells you in a low voice. praise upon praise falls from his lips until you shut him up with a hard kiss as you clench just as hard around his cock. letting him know with a breathless whisper that he's just as perfect. that sets off his release in you, a different warmth painting your insides. With a chuckle, he claims that he's just lucky. lucky to be with you.

his hands and feet are cold even after a hot shower. you grumble and complain that he is lucky you love him when he snuggles close, cuddles be damned if he's just gonna be an ice teddy bear. but there's no pushing away when he suggests you warm him up again and again and again.

yeah but don't worry, there's no way you're touching his feet up. ever.

#ez.creates #dk smut #dokyeom smut #seventeen smut #svt smut #seokmin smut #kpop smut #lee seokmin smut #Lee dokyeom smut #svt.smut

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zoeyslament · 5 months

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Warm Me Up - Nischa OneShot

The power is out in Uranium City. Mischa goes to spend the night with Noel, so he’s not cold in his drafty basement. Fluff ensues.

No tws! Enjoy!

The power in Uranium City rarely ever went out. Was it because the town was fairly devoid of trees so nothing was there to hit the power lines? Or maybe because a power outage would be too interesting and whatever deity was out there would not wish that on the town where nothing ever happened? As far as Noel Gruber knew or cared, the latter was more likely.

So whenever it did happen, which was barely once, maybe twice a year, Noel had a plan.

Step 1: light a few candles

Step 2: cuddle up in bed

Step 3: pull out a copy of a classic novel and read the night away

Foolproof. Even a power outage could become a special occasion for him. So on a Saturday night in mid January, he was ready as soon as the lights started to flicker.

As the scent of lavender and lemongrass rose in the room, Noel glanced outside the window. Snowflakes the size of quarters were drifting down from the heavens in heaps and heaps, coating the ground in a blanket of frosty white. The window was glazed with ice, though Noel was warm and toasty in his pile of blankets and pillows.

He cracked open an ancient copy of Jane Eyre, kicked his feet up, and breathed in the sweet scents of flowers and citrus. Nothing could possibly have ruined this excellent night.

Something ruined his excellent night.

Noel was only three chapters into his fifth re-read of Jane Eyre when he felt a vibrating sensation in one of his pockets. A text message.

Mischa: Noel can I come over

Noel quickly texted back. For as little as he seemed to care about life, as nihilistic and sometimes pessimistic as he could be, he drew the line at Mischa.

Noel and Mischa had grown close over the last few months. It wasn’t like Noel liked him or anything, just loved the way Mischa’s warm brown eyes melted him, the feeling of Mischa’s strong arms snaking around his body for a hug, the way his hair sometimes swung in his eyes, the way his head bobbed whenever he listened to music, the stupid lopsided smile on his face when he showed Noel a new rap, how his voice sounded when he was concerned…

Okay, maybe Noel liked him…a little bit.

Noel: Yes, use the back door tho, front walkway is real icy

Mischa: k

Noel glanced around the room. What could have been so urgent that Mischa needed to come over?

Noel: everything ok?

Mischa: ig

Noel: liar

Mischa: im just cold

Mischa: heater not working

Mischa: u have power?

Noel: no, but i have warm blankets and candles

Mischa: ofc u do

Noel: whats that supposed to mean lol?

Mischa: gay ass

Noel: no shit

Ah, there it was. A sinking reminder that Mischa was not, in fact, into guys. “Gay ass.” Almost an insult. Maybe worse?

Mischa: ok almost there. Its cold out here.

Noel: Are u not wearing a coat?

Mischa: I don’t have one

Noel: oh shit

Noel: doors unlocked for u, im in my room btw

Mischa: thx

Noel could hear the door swinging open. The house was old and also extremely small, meaning sounds on one end could be easily heard on the other. Footsteps pounded on the squeaky floorboards, a yawn, the rustle of clothing on skin.

The bedroom door opened, and Mischa stepped into the dim candlelight. He was soaked head to toe, dressed in a pair of pajama pants with dogs on them and a t-shirt.

Noel raised an eyebrow, concerned. “That doesn’t look very comfortable.”

Mischa flicked a few remaining bits of snow from his pant leg. “It is not, but it was all that was clean.”

“Why are you all wet?” Noel stood up, facing Mischa. “You look like you almost drowned!”

“Fell on your icy as fuck driveway and landed in a snow bank.” He grumbled. “My ass is gonna be sore for days.”

“Careful what you say.” He chuckled.

He reached out, hand brushing down Mischa’s arm. “I have some warmer

pajamas you can wear if you want.” He gestured toward his closet. “Dryer too.”

Mischa smiled his stupid lopsided smile again, but waved him off. “I would rather just sleep in my boxers if that’s not an issue.”

“It’s freezing cold, and you’re taking layers off?” Noel laughed.

“Well, yeah. It is wet. And you said you have blankets, yes?”

“Yeah, on my bed. You can sleep there I guess, I’ll go sleep on the couch or something.”

Mischa cocked his head to one side. “It is freezing cold, and you are going to sleep without blanket on the sofa?”

“...Touche. I’ll dig the air mattress out.” He suggested. “I’m pretty sure it’s in the basement.”

“No need.” Mischa insisted. “I will sleep on floor. Just toss me down an extra pillow maybe?”

Noel sighed. This wasn’t going anywhere. “Nobody’s sleeping on the floor. Look, Mischa, I know it might be awkward, but you can share my bed if you want. It’s probably warmer than the couch, and it’s big enough that you won’t even have to touch me if you so wish.”

It suddenly occurred to Noel that he’d been staring at the floor for the past few moments of their conversation. He finally looked up at Mischa to see a blush spread across the taller boy’s face. He was also shaking from the cold. Noel himself was shivering a bit–winter in Uranium City was no laughing matter, especially with no heating.

“Get out of those wet clothes and get in bed.” He demanded. “I won’t move my big gay ass any closer than it needs to be.” He joked. Mischa just blushed harder.

“Thank you, Noel. This is much better than drafty old basement already.” He took off his shirt, revealing light curls of chest hair. Then he removed his pajama bottoms, and Noel kindly averted his eyes until Mischa was safely covered in blankets.

“Comfy?” Noel slipped into bed beside Mischa, careful that no part of his body touched the Ukrainian. “You look a lot better now.”

“I am. Thank you, Poet. For everything.”

Woah, woah…Poet? What was that all about? Noel’s mind raced a million miles a minute, his face flushing redder than a cherry. He shifted side to side, debating moving closer to Mischa.

A draft from the leaky ceiling solved this dilemma for him. The cold air came barreling at him like a racehorse, sending a shiver down Noel’s spine. Mischa tenderly wrapped an arm around him.

“Stay close. We must remain warm, right?” Mischa laughed slightly. Noel smiled up at him. “That’s right. You don’t mind, do you?”

“Poet, I have dreamed of this moment for months. You are clueless, aren’t you?”

Noel was confused. “What?”

“I have been flirting with you for weeks! This whole sleepover thing was just one great big ploy to sleep in bed with you!” Mischa explained, sounding exasperated. “You are clueless as a bag of rocks.”

Noel’s face went red once again. “You…like me? Like actually?”

Mischa nodded. “You are my man of words, Noel Gruber! I like you a hell of a lot!”

The boys’ eyes met in the dim light that emanated from Noel’s candles. Mischa’s were a warm, chocolatey brown, and Noel’s were flecked with gold and grey. “You really are very beautiful, Poet.” Mischa’s voice was a husky whisper. “I hope you know that.” He cupped Noel’s face, and Noel nuzzled into his calloused hands. “You’re a lot gentler right now than you are at school.” He noted, and Mischa snorted.

“Can’t be gentle at school,” he explained, “Someone needs to act up. Keeps Ocean on her toes. I like bothering Ocean.” His eyes glimmered with his usual air of mischief, which warmed Noel’s heart.

“Mischa,” Noel began warily, “Do you mind if I…if I kiss you? You know, consent and all that.”

“Noel, Poet, you beautiful, perfect boy…You never need to ask.”

So, Noel hesitated for a moment, before sticking his head forward and giving him a quick peck on the cheek.

Mischa smirked. “You missed.”

He barely gave Noel a split second to realize what he meant before locking lips with him, sliding Noel’s body toward himself. As their bodies and faces collided, the males became enveloped in each other’s embraces. Mischa’s lips parted slightly, and Noel, almost instinctively, slid his tongue in, exploring Mischa’s mouth. It tasted almost like cheap vodka, a flavour Noel was not accustomed to, though he guessed, in his highly pleasured state, that he would be soon.

Mischa broke the kiss, looking into Noel’s eyes again. This lasted for mere seconds before Noel has buried his face into Mischa’s chest, eyelashes fluttering down over those hazel-brown orbs, drifting off into slumber.

“Hey, Poet?” he murmured, one more time.

Noel shifted slightly. “Mhm?”

“Thank you for warming me up.”

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