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Just The Tip!

Summary: a night spent in your house with careless flirting with your dad’s best friend leads to moral boundaries being crossed and you beneath him.

Warnings: 18+ mdni! Smut, p in v, just the tip that leads to more, he covers her mouth with his hand, age gap (Inho is in his mid 40s and reader mid 20s), dad best friend trope, alcohol consumption for both of them, making out, English isn’t my first language<3

Word count: 5.2k+

Note: welcome to our first fic on this blog! This is Rue and you’re reading a fic written by me and beta-read by my bestie Mari who is also an admin on here! We both write and co-write each other’s fics and run this blog together! I hope you enjoy our first post here. Remember that comments and reblogs are always appreciated💕

“Get your pens, baby!” Gi-Hun yells from downstairs, frantically looking around the house for his daughter’s pens to pack her things and drop her back at her mother’s place.

His hysteria causes you to worry too, collecting your sister’s clothes from around the house in a hurry so she can leave on time without worrying her mother — it is quite funny, calling her your sister. In contrast, you call your adoptive father by his name. Perhaps she has made a place in your heart much faster than Gi-Hun.

“Found them, Daddy!” She squeals and smiles when she sees you, jumping up and down as she raises her fists for you to grab the pens and put them in one of the many bags you are holding. “I’m gonna miss you!”

“I’m gonna miss you too, sweetie!” You kiss her forehead, letting her drop her stuff in the bag you’re holding out for her before she dashes downstairs to help her father, leaving you to pick up the rest of her stuff, “Slow down!”

“Sweetheart,” Gi-Hun calls you, looking up when you walk towards them with two bags slung over your shoulders, “I don’t know if In-ho will come tonight or not, but could you please look out for him until I get back? Just make sure he doesn’t feel uncomfortable.”

“Of course, don’t worry about it,” you smile, dropping the bags on the couch, helping your father gather the rest of your sister’s belongings, and frantically chasing the little girl around to make sure she doesn’t destroy another part of the house. She is trying to help, she really is, but sometimes her enthusiasm gets the best of her and no one can control her antics.

With a sigh, Gi-Hun stands up and follows her to her room, leaving you alone to take care of the rest of her stuff in the sitting room, putting her coloring books and pencils in one of the bags before you hear the sound of the doorbell ringing.

“Coming!” You say when the doorbell rings again, walking to the front door to open it, smiling softly when you find In-ho standing there with a bouquet of white lilies, patiently waiting for you to invite him in, “Hey!”

“Hello, darling,” he beams at you, the pet name rolling on his tongue so smoothly that makes your knees weak, “I thought I should come here and keep you company while your father’s gone.”

“Thank you, I really appreciate it—“ you are cut off by a loud grumbling noise coming from upstairs, showing how your father and sister are trying their best to find her socks so they can finally leave, “You arrived in the middle of the chaos.”

“Oh, no,” he says playfully, “I think I should leave before–“

“No, uh uh,” you pull him in by his free hand, chuckling when he shoots you a glare but lets you guide him inside, shutting the door behind him. You turn around to look at him, crossing your arms over your chest when you see the shocked look on his face as he scans the mess in your house, “Don’t worry, they’ll be gone in a few minutes.”

“I’m not worried about myself,” he shrugs, taking off his shoes, and pushing them to the corner next to the wall, “More worried for you because he is about to leave you with these to deal with.”

“Who says I’m gonna clean up after them?” You say, eyeing the bouquet he is holding, pursing your lips before you ask, “Going on a date, are you?”

“No,” he chuckles, making the blood rush to your cheeks, his warm brown orbs finding yours as he smiles softly, “These are for you, actually.”

“What?” You sigh slowly, looking from his eyes to the bouquet he is extended in front of you, lips parted in surprise as he hands you the flowers, “Thank you, you didn’t have to.”

“I wanted to,” he pats your head, walking past you towards the sitting room, nearly tripping over the legos spread on the floor, “I could leave if you have a lot to do. Handling a kid can’t be easy.”

“Would you please sit down? I won’t do anything, I swear, besides, I’m not the one handling a child. It’s Gi-Hun’s job,” you say, parting ways with him, moving towards the Kitchen to put the flowers in the water, placing the bouquet on the counter as you grab a vase and fill it, and gently lowering the flowers into the water after you pick them up.

“I hope you like them,” In-ho exclaims, following you in the kitchen and leaning on the counter, resting his weight on his hips and looking at you with a soft expression, “I didn’t have time to buy your father anything so I picked these up on my way here.”

“You don’t have to buy us anything,” you tell him, putting the vase between the two of you on the counter, standing in front of him, taking a good look at his attire — a light blue shirt with the first two buttons undone and bright beige pants that made him look more attractive in the eyes, completed by a brown bracelet on his left hand.

You look away from him as soon as you hear the rushed footsteps of your father and sister on the stairs, clearing your throat when Gi-Hun comes in to say goodbye to you.

“Hey, man,” he laughs softly, patting In-ho on the shoulder, “You didn’t tell me you were coming! We would have prepared something for you.”

“It’s all good,” In-ho smiles back, glancing from his friend to you, his smile widening slightly as he looks at you before he turns back to your father, “I’ve been here a thousand times, you don’t need to do anything.”

“Yeah, well, please enjoy yourself while I’m gone,” Gi-Hun turns to you, looking at you with a soft expression on his face, “I’ll be back in an hour or so, think of something to get for dinner on my way home, yeah?”

“Will do,” you reply, walking out of the kitchen to say goodbye to your little sister, bending down to hug her tightly, “Be good for your mom, okay? I’m gonna miss you so much.”

“I’m gonna miss you too!” She wraps her little arms around you, hugging you tightly before Gi-Hun and In-ho come into sight, your father picking up the numerous bags. Your sister lets go of you and grabs Gi-Hun’s free hand, waving goodbye as they walk to the door, “Goodbye sister! Goodbye Uncle In-ho!”

“Goodbye, little one,” In-ho waves back, helping you on your feet with a steady hand grabbing your arm, pulling you to his side with ease, the muscles under his shirt bulging with every movement of his hand.

“Okay,” you stumble on your feet a little, grounding yourself by a hand on his shoulder as you both say your goodbyes to Gi-Hun, “Drive safe!”

In-ho sighs as soon as the chaotic duo leave the house, running a hand down his face before he glances at your tired face. He smirks when he catches you dropping your forehead on his shoulder, exhaling deeply as the exhaustion overtakes you.

“Poor girl,” he mocks you a little, his tone soft and playful, “He must be working you out all the time, yeah?”

“Don’t remind me,” you groan, resting your cheek on his chest now under his chin, breathing in his cold, calm and smoky cologne, shuddering suddenly when he rests his palm on your waist to hold you close, “I love them both so much, but handling them at the same time is not for the weak.”

You can feel him lean down a bit, resting his cheek on your head as he lets you calm down a little. He gently rubs your back up and down while he listens to your soft breathing, closing his eyes and smelling the sweet scent of your perfume — just like how you are breathing in him.

“Thank you,” you pull away, your gaze meeting his piercing ones, and to your shock, he holds your eyes in an intense eye contact, staring deep into your orbs with the most captivating look he possesses. You swallow loudly, clearly flustered by the little distance left between you before you pat his chest lightly and untangle yourself from his embrace, moving towards the kitchen, “Do you want a drink?”

“Urm, yeah, please,” he clears his throat and follows you, pushing his hands into his pants pockets, watching as you shuffle around the fridge, pulling out two bottles of beer, “You don’t have any whiskey around?”

“I do, but it’s Gi-Hun’s bottles, you know how protective he is of his booze,” you explain, putting the cold bottles on the round table in the kitchen, opening a cabinet to pull out a bag of nuts for him to eat with his drink, “Make yourself at home!”

“Thank you, darling,” he says, sitting down in front of you, grabbing the bottle in his hand while he watches you sigh and sit, “Fuck, sorry, let me grab a—”

You don’t even have the chance to finish your sentence because he grabs the glass bottle and brings it to his mouth, putting the lid between his teeth before he pops the lid and slides the bottle towards you, holding the other one to open his own, taking a long swig from his drink.

“Wow,” you chuckle, taking a sip from your own beer, eyes twinkling with mischief, “You really like showing off your useless talents.”

“Useless? I opened your beer with my teeth so you wouldn’t have to move and you call it useless? Ungrateful brat,” He smirks at you, hiding his smile behind his bottle when you gasp and snort, shaking your head in disapproval.

“I’m not a brat because I don’t find your strong teeth charming,” You lean back on your chair, crossing one leg over the other, watching him closely as his eyes drift down your figure before he looks away quickly, busying himself with the cold beverage he has in hand, “Maybe a brat because I didn’t thank you, but still, I’ve been nothing but a good host so far.”

“Giving me a bag of nuts doesn’t make you a good host, darling,” he shrugs, chuckling softly when he hears your groan, “I'm sure your father has lots of snacks to nurse on with his drinks.”

“You’ll be shocked to know he doesn’t buy anything, our fridge is almost empty every day,” You sigh, leaning on the table, subconsciously pushing your chest closer to each other, making it so much harder for In-ho to keep his composure and not let his eyes slide down from your face, “I usually do the grocery shopping because he is lazy and has no idea what to buy. Unfortunately, we had his daughter over this week, so everything I bought is now gone.”

“Poor girl, perhaps you should come live with me, at least I can cook,” In-ho says, leaning forward, pushing the sleeves of his bright blue shirt up to his elbows before resting his upper body on the table like you, and has to stop himself from smirking when he sees your eyes fall onto his thick forearms before you look away and meet his eyes, “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing,” you clear your throat, shrugging and trying to act as if the simplest action of him doesn’t have you all hot and bothered, “Just thinking of what you can cook. Ramen, right?”

“Cheeky,” he laughs, straightening himself before he rests his back on the chair, spreading his legs before he adjusts his pants, his eyes never leaving yours, “That’s your dad’s specialty. I can cook anything you would like.”

“Really? Like what?” You lean down on the back of your hands, resting your palms on the table as you look at him, watching how his Adam’s apple bobs with every sip he takes, licking his pink lips after he finishes his bottle.

“Whatever you can think of.”

“I don’t want food, what can you buy for me?” You ask, grinning at him when he throws his head back and laughs, giving you a view of his long neck, “I’m serious! You have tons of money, why don’t you spend it on gifts for others?”

“I got you flowers, is that not enough for you, darling?” He smirks, licking his bottom lip as he stands up to get another bottle for himself, making you turn around and watch him closely as he bends down to grab his drink, then standing next to you while showing off his useless talent again and opening his beer, “What do you want?”

“A car would be a nice start,” You roll your eyes and chuckle when he shakes his head and cocks and eyebrow at you, “You said anything, I’m just listening to you.”

“Now you wanna be a good girl? Well, I am not complaining,” he replies, scoffing when you grin up at him, “Come on, something more achievable, darling.”

“And what if I don’t want anything else?” You ask, eyes not leaving his warm brown irises for a second, “Besides, you said anything, that word does not have a limit.”

“Don’t make me regret coming over,” he mutters, reaching to tilt your chin upward with his pointer finger, leaning down as well to get closer to you, “If it’s a car you want, a car you’ll get, but it doesn’t really benefit me now, does it?”

“Why should it benefit you?” You say with a strained voice, shaky and already out of breath as he keeps your chin up and leans down even more, “It’s a gift, not a favor.”

“Darling,” he mutters, his thumb coming to rest on top of your chin, pinching it lightly between his digits, “Do you think I don’t deserve a thank you if I give you a car? Are you that ungrateful?”

“I—“ You bite your lip, and with each second that passes, it gets harder to look into his eyes. There are too many feelings swirling in them, flooding his deep chocolate colored orbs with an intensity you have never seen before, “Maybe I am.”

“Too bad—“

This is the first time you get the urge to punch someone in the face — because not only do you hear the sound of keys jingling, you can hear your father cursing under his breath as he tries to open the door.

In-ho is quick to pull himself away from you, leaving you frowning and seething at your father. He tries to act nonchalant, none the wiser, walking towards the door with one hand in his pocket to say hi to Gi-hun.

“Welcome back.”

“Ah! I see you have made yourself at home!” Gi-hun grunts as he holds the numerous bags of food in one hand while he shuts the door, gesturing for In-ho to come and save the day, “You didn’t tell me what you wanted, kiddo. I just bought the food from the nearest restaurant.”

“It’s okay, thank you! I totally forgot to call you earlier about it,” you give him an awkward smile, trying to seem engaged in another work so he doesn’t notice the lack of plates and the empty beer bottles on the table, but it seems In-ho beats you to it and tells your father everything.

“We started without you,” In-ho sighs, gently laying the bags on the dining table where you were sitting and immediately starts unpacking them, “I was pretty thirsty and asked for a drink. I thought she’d give me something stronger, but beer had to do.”

“As if I could touch any of my father’s expensive bottles,” You stand up as well, helping the men to pull out the food boxes, taking each of them out before disposing of the bags, sitting down next to In-ho as Gi-hun sits in front of you both.

“Beer won’t do!” Your father stands up and walks to the cupboard next to the fridge, pulling out a large bottle of whiskey with two glasses, finally coming back to the table to pour the amber liquor for himself and his guest, “C’mon! Enjoy the night with us!”

“I will,” In-ho replies, grabbing his glass as he and Gi-hun clink their glasses together, turning his gaze to you before he says, “I already am.”

You do not dare to utter a word, you simply can’t say anything. His eyes are piercing into yours with a burning passion one has yet to see, and it seems he is also getting lost in the gaze, shaking his head as soon as he hears Gi-hun talking.

You try to keep up with their conversation, interrupting them here and there to not get bored for the rest of the night. Unfortunately, whatever they are talking about is not nearly as interesting as In-ho’s thigh brushing against yours — With how distracted you were, you have no idea when he decided to move his chair closer to you.

You can’t hear what Gi-hun says, but In-ho’s laugh echoes in the house, and with a rising heartbeat, you turn your head to look at him; his eyes are closed, lips parted as the deep sound of his laughter fills your ears, and to your dismay, he looks at you, the laughter turned into a soft smile.

“Right, folks, I don’t think I can keep up with you anymore. That little girl exhausted me to my bones,” Gi-hun sighs, running a hand over his face, “I can’t keep up with you tonight unfortunately.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll clean up, goodnight,” you smile at your father, waving back as he stands up to leave. You watch as In-ho does the same, standing up to leave before Gi-hun stops him.

“Where are you going? We have a guest room for a reason, I won’t let you drive at such an hour while you’re drunk.”

“No, it’s better to leave, besides I’d hate to keep up your girl—“

“It’s no problem, really,” you cut him off unexpectedly, catching his wrist under the table before he has the chance to fully straighten his back, pulling on his hand slightly so he can sit down again, “I don’t really sleep at this hour, so yeah, I can keep you company.”

“See? She’s a life saver!” Gi-hun says and finally turns his back to the two of you, “Goodnight! Don’t stay up too late!”

“Of course,” In-ho nods and sits down without brushing your touch off, watching as his friend walks upstairs to his room, leaving you alone inside the dimly lit kitchen. He turns his head to look at you, suddenly the distance between the chairs seems nonexistent, “What was that all about?”

“What?” You ask, dumbfounded and skin burning against him the longer you hold on to his hand, “What…What do you mean?”

“I mean, darling…” he gently pulls your hand off his wrist and puts his palm on your upper thigh, gently squeezing the flesh as he leans closer, “Do you really like spending time with me that much? I’m honored.”

“I…I do,” you whisper, lips parting in surprise when he tightens his grip on your thigh, his hand moving upper slowly, “In-ho, what are you doing?”

“Something you are clearly enjoying, am I wrong?” He leans closer, nudging your cheek with his nose, and he catches your eyes falling down to his lips, “Fuck, you’re killing me.”

He doesn’t let you respond. Instead, he closes the distance between the two of you slowly, pressing his lips to yours very softly, giving you enough time to pull away — but you don’t. You take your time kissing him, softly moving your lips while he nibbles on your bottom lip, his free hand moving to your waist to pull you closer.

The kiss is everything you have ever imagined; it is warm and makes you melt with how heat radiates from the sync movements of your lips. You feel him tilt his head to deepen the kiss, gently sinking his teeth down onto your bottom lip while his hand on your waist pulls you and your chair closer to him, making a loud, unbearable noise.

“Shhh,” you break the kiss and giggle shyly, “We can’t wake up Gi-hun.”

“Fuck, you’re right—“ he pulls away as if you have said something that hurt him deeply, “We shouldn’t be doing this.”

“What? No! I—“ you cup his face in your hands, making sure he is looking at you and not hiding his face, “I didn’t mean it like that. I want to do this, my father will never know about this, I promise.”

“We can’t, darling,” he kisses your forehead, his hand coming up to caress your head, “It is wrong, not only am I your father’s closest friend, but I am also twice your age—“

“I don’t care,” you peck his lips and to your surprise, he kisses back, “I need you, I don’t have the strength to keep away.”

“Stop talking—“

He silences you by kissing you, grabbing your waist to pull you into his lap, now both hands resting on your hips while he moves his lips against yours with more passion than before, relishing in the sigh you let out while he kneads the fat of your hips.

In-ho’s lips don’t part from yours for even a second, and you are thankful because you are sure your lips are swollen and your face is morphed with longing for him. You wrap your arms around his neck, pushing your chest against his while he sucks the breath out of your lungs.

You break the kiss, gasping for air with your foreheads pressed together, and you look down into his eyes only to find him physically craving to taste you once more. 

You push the few strands of his hair that have fallen on his forehead upward, playing with the hair on the nape of his neck as his hands begin to wander over your back, feeling the warmth of your body under his subtle touch.

“Let’s go,” you pull away and stand up, dragging him out of the chair towards the stairs. He doesn’t protest and follows you silently, walking behind you until you reach your room across your father’s room at the end of the hallway, “Come.”

You pull him in, and in an instant, he is on you, kissing you with a vulgar and rising desire, cradling your face in his palms, backing you towards your bed without breaking apart from you.

He lets go of your lips for a second when the back of your knees hit the edge of the bed, and you fall on your bed, lying back as you look up at him, watching the rapid rise and fall of his chest and how disheveled he looks — you haven’t even started anything and he already looks so satisfied.

“We mustn’t go all the way,” he whispers as he crawls on top of you, holding himself up by his hands next to your head, humming in encouragement when you spread your legs enough for him to settle between them, “Keep it for another time, perhaps.”

“If you are saying this because of me, then just know that I’m okay if we do this… completely,” you breathe out, looking up into his eyes, watching as he leans down slowly, pulling your lips into a soft quick kiss, “Another time?”

“Maybe, darling,” he keeps pecking your lips, trailing his kisses from your lips to your cheek, rocking his hips forward, making you feel the ache in his pants, “For now, we must make sure you keep quiet.”

You bite your lip when he sucks a mark on your sensitive skin, lapping up on every inch he can get his tongue on, savoring the taste of your perfume — bitter or not — as he takes his time. But apparently, his self-control is near breaking with how he rubs the evident bulge in his pants against your clothed core.

“Fuck,” he groans and reaches down to undo your pants, pulling the fabric down urgently, straightening his back fully, and you take this chance to ubutton his shirt and push it off his broad shoulders, gasping sightly as you caress his heated skin from his collarbones down to his stomach, noticing how the muscles move as he gets rid of your pants.

You take off your shirt too, lying down beneath him with nothing on but your bra and underwear, legs resting against his hips while he runs the pad of his fingers along the length of your thighs.

“Please, don’t keep me waiting,” you whine, hands traveling down his v-line until you reach the pulsing tent that clearly needs some relief, “Please…”

“Fine, fine,” he breathes out, unzipping his pants and pushing it down to his knees with his briefs, sighing as his throbbing cock springs free, resting against his abdomen, “Fuck, darling, do you see what you do me? I’ve been aching all night for you.”

“In-ho…” you say, hands shyly wrapping around his dick, slowly moving up and down his length, eyes never leaving his face as he tips his head back and groans in delight when you squeeze his base, “Need to feel you.”

He opens his eyes and looks down at the wet spot on your underwear, cursing under his breath as he starts rubbing your cunt over your panties. His eyes darken even more when he sees how you start to tremble with the simplest touch.

In-ho pushes your panties aside, exhaling sharply when he finds out exactly how wet you are for him; folds drenched and arousal coating all over your pussy. His thumb traces your lower lips before he inches upward, circling your clit slowly, smirking when you close your eyes and grab the sheets.

“You look so beautiful,” he whispers, his free hand wrapping around yours as he guides your hand up and down on his cock faster, his thumb’s pace matching yours, “I can’t wait to see you fall apart for me.”

You gasp when he presses down on the bundle of nerves. With your head thrown back, you buck your hips against his finger, and with each stroke, you can feel how he does the same, thrusting into your fist faster.

But he pushes your hand away suddenly, positioning himself between your legs as he rests his cock over your cunt, rubbing himself over you with intensity. He grabs a hold of your hips, thrusting his cock against your clit, letting your wetness coat his cock with each snap of his hips.

“Put it in, I must feel you—“

“I can’t, darling,” he gasps, squeezing your hips, “We can’t do more than this because if Gi-hun ever finds out—“

“Just the tip! Please, In-ho, this is what I want! You said anything, just put the tip in!” You nearly whine again loudly, your hands holding onto his forearms, “He won’t find out, nothing will change.”

“You’re just begging to be ruined,” he spits the words out, grabbing his cock from the base, slapping the head against your sensitive nerves before lines up himself with your soaked entrance, circling the hole before he pushes in very slowly, his nails digging into your hip while yours break through his skin, “Fuck, darling.” 

The sound he makes almost makes you come on spot, and with the thick head of his cock stretching you out, you know you won’t be able to hold back much longer.

“You’re so warm,” he groans, trying his best not to snap his hips forward and fuck you like an animal. He reminds himself he must hold back, he must make sure he doesn’t lose his composure and get lost in the way your walls pulsate and hold onto his cock so beautifully.

“Please, move—“ you gasp when his thumb starts circling again as soon as he pulls out barely and thrusts back inside as gently as he can — just the tip — because if he lets go of the little restraint he has mustered up to keep, he will pin you to the bed all night.

“Not enough, In-ho—“ you reply, locking your legs around his waist, pulling him in as best as you can, but he stops you by grabbing your jaw forcefully, nails digging in your cheeks, and he leans down to look directly into your eyes.

“It has to be enough,” he groans when he feels you tightening your inner walls around him, “Don’t. You’re treading on thin ice already.”

“I need it—“

“Fine, have it your way.”

He doesn’t let go of your face when he bottoms out in one thrust, resting his forehead on yours as he shakes atop of you, his balls resting against the curve of your ass.

If it wasn’t for his hand, you would be moaning his name out loud for the entire neighborhood to hear. He fills you up to the brim, stretching your walls out deliciously, giving you exactly what you want.

You are close, and more importantly, judging by the way his cock throbs inside of you, he is close too. You bite his thumb when he starts moving in and out, his hips snapping to yours and his cock nudging those sweet spots deep inside you that has your head swirling with pleasure.

Your hands go to his broad shoulders, scratching and rubbing his skin while he fucks you; no sign of any self control whatsoever. He moves quickly but carefully, after all, he does not wish to wake his friend up and get caught giving a mind-blowing orgasm to his friend’s daughter.

The knot in your stomach breaks, legs shaking and chest heaving as your peak washes over your body, euphoria rushing through your veins while In-ho keeps his pace, fucking you through your orgasm until he reaches his high.

He pulls out immediately, stroking himself until he shoots his load on your stomach and bra, throwing his head back as he sits up on his knees, his dick twitching while he pumps his cum all over you. He falls next to you on the bed, both of your bodies shaking with the aftermath of the ecstatic moment you experienced.

“I don’t want to, but I must go to the guest room,” he tells you gently, reaching to tuck your hair behind your ear, “I wish I could stay longer but…”

“Don’t worry, I will clean up myself,” you smile, turning your head to kiss his palm, “Besides, we can’t risk getting caught.”

He nods and sits up on the bed, pulling his pants and briefs on before he reaches for his shirt on the ground, standing up to get dressed before he leaves.

“I never understand why your father has a four bedroom house while he is in debt,” he tries to make small talk, making you chuckle and lean up on your elbows, “It’s not rational.”

“Gi-hun is greedy,” you shrug, “He loves to spend and hates to make money.”

“That explains it,” he sighs, pushing his hands into the pockets of his pants, “Goodnight, darling. Again, I’m sorry you have to deal with that all by yourself.”

“Goodnight, In-ho.”

[uceyliyahh]

GUARDED

summary: Genesis has been protecting her heart ever since she filed for divorce and didn’t want to be in another relationship until he came around and changed her mind.

this fanfic is 18+ NO MINORS ALLOWED

warnings contain: emotional abuse, divorce, depression, oral (f receiving) stalking

word count: 7.1k

AWFUL GRAMMAR IM GETTING BETTER I SWEAR LOL.

smut warning: it’ll come in the story randomly so PLEASE PLEASE look out for it I’m not really good at writing ✍🏽 smuts but I am improving at the moment

Jimmy Uso x Genesis

comments, likes, repost are appreciated I would love the constructive feedback in what area I need to approve in. 🤍

ALSO! I don’t not want nobody stealing my fanfics or take it as theirs that will be an issue fasho so keep it cute respectfully.

I only own my OC along with the make up scenarios

again mdni you have been warned.

thanks to my friend @charmed-dreamssss for helping me with the title 🫶🏽

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Minneapolis, Minnesota - 3:30PM

Today marked the celebration of Genesis' birthday, and while Jade enjoyed her meal at the catering hall, she browsed the Airbnb website in search of a house for their stay. She aimed to organize a surprise party, as her best friend rarely ventures out.

Excited to host a gathering, she planned to invite her close friends from work for a night of fun. As she prepared, she spotted Jimmy entering the catering hall, deep in conversation with his twin brother Jey. Eager to share her secret, Jade waved them over, urging them to join her after they filled their plates, so she could reveal her surprise party plans for Genesis.

They all dabbed each other up as the guys sat down at the table with her. “Hey, yall.” Jade said.

“What’s Hannin’ Jade.” Jey said.

“So you guys know it’s Gigi’s birthday today and I am planning a birthday party for her tonight—she doesn’t know though.” Jade had shown them the pictures of the Airbnb that she had rented out for the birthday party for Genesis.

“Damnn, it looks cozy in there. What’chu need help with?”

“Well imma need help with the decorations and stuff, and Jimmy imma need you to keep her distracted until later on.”  Jimmy had a special surprise in store for her birthday—he planned to take her on a shopping spree, allowing her to choose anything her heart desired from the mall. Even if she felt unworthy, he was determined to spoil her with gifts, no matter what.

“A’ight, you know I got’chu Jade. I already have things planned for lil mama.” Jimmy said as Jey and Jade looked at him with their eyes wide open.

They exchanged glances before turning their attention back to Jimmy, who had casually dropped that nickname at the start of his sentence, leaving them in disbelief. Jimmy raised an eyebrow, his face reflecting confusion as if he had misspoken.

“What?”

“That’s her nickname? Lil mama?” Jimmy laughed softly, shaking his head as he realized these two were attempting to unravel the complexities of his relationship with Genesis. “Trust me I have more nicknames for her than just that.”

“What does she call you? Because I know Gigi isn’t the type to say nicknames.”

“Yeah, she isn’t but she does call me baby every once in a while then it’s just my name honestly.” Jimmy was sharing only scant details about his relationship with her, fully aware of how Jey and Jade tend to react.

He realized that he hadn't spotted Genesis since their time at the hotel, and he found himself wondering where she might be and if she was alright—he was aware that she typically avoided the catering hall, preferring to bring her own lunch to work.

They were all brainstorming ways to surprise Genesis for her birthday, careful not to alarm her during their conversation. Meanwhile, Jimmy took out his phone to send her a text, feeling a pang of longing for her presence.

Jimmy❤️‍🩹: Gigi? Wya mamas?

As he waited for Genesis to reply, he tuned in to Jade's enthusiastic plans for the Airbnb decorations and the drinks for the surprise party, when suddenly his phone beeped with a message from her.

Gigi🤍: I’m eating lunch outside enjoying the weather 

Jimmy❤️‍🩹: whatchu eating on?

Gigi🤍: a chicken Caesar salad I made and drinking some water.

Jimmy❤️‍🩹: that sounds good, but whatchu later on after work?

Gigi🤍: I think you already know what I’m going to do after work pretty boy but why?

Jimmy❤️‍🩹: I wanna take you shopping baby

Gigi🤍: shopping? Like spoiling me type of shopping? Jimmy you don’t have to do this

Jimmy❤️‍🩹: yes and I will, I told you lemme take care of you Gigi please?

Gigi🤍: Jon…

Jimmy❤️‍🩹: please baby

Jade revealed to him that Genesis doesn't see herself as someone who deserves to be pampered; she believes she isn't worthy of such affection and attention. Quincy is to blame for instilling this mindset in her, especially since Jimmy is always there to lift her spirits whenever she doubts her worth.

Gigi🤍: alright I’ll let this one slide for now 

Jimmy❤️‍🩹: good I miss yo cute ass anyways 

Gigi🤍: I miss you too pretty boy

Jimmy❤️‍🩹: imma spend a band on you idc

Gigi🤍: JIMMY 😭😭

Jimmy❤️‍🩹: un-un ion wanna hear none of that complaining im doing it

Gigi🤍: ughhh you are so annoying I swear😭😭🙄

Jimmy❤️‍🩹: but you love me tho

Gigi🤍: yeah I do but I’ll see you later?

Jimmy❤️‍🩹: yeah, you will Gigi 

Gigi🤍: mkay love you

Jimmy❤️‍🩹: I love you too 

As Jimmy tucked his phone away into his pocket, he listened intently to Jade as she laid out all the intricate details of what would unfold once he returned from shopping with Genesis.

Since he confronted Zilla at his hideout and gave him a serious beating for his actions against Genesis, he hadn't received any updates about him. The last he knew, Zilla was facing suspension for the remainder of the year, awaiting the upcoming trial.

Cody revealed that he had spotted Zilla slipping in and out of here occasionally, which infuriated him. He couldn't shake the worry that Zilla might be trying to interfere with Genesis while he was away. If they crossed paths again, it would be a confrontation without hesitation.

He would put a bullet in his head don’t matter if he’s family or not. He’ll make sure that Genesis was safe.

After finishing work today, Genesis and Jimmy headed to the mall for a shopping spree. It was her birthday, and Jimmy was eager to treat her to anything her heart desired. They strolled past Foot Locker, Spencer’s, and Bath & Body Works, but Genesis was drawn to Pink, which was linked to Victoria's Secret. As she wandered through the store, she browsed through an array of lingerie, selecting several panties and bras to try on.

As Jimmy followed closely behind her, she browsed through items for herself, engaging in conversation with a store employee. She inquired about trying on a few pieces, and the employee led her to the charming dressing rooms. Grateful, she informed Jimmy that she'd be in there for a moment, to which he simply nodded, remaining by the door while scrolling through his social media.

He was determined to ensure that she felt cherished and knew he would always be there for her, encouraging her to share anything with him, especially when he was ready to speak the truth. From Jade, he learned that Genesis had built walls around her heart after her traumatic experiences with Quincy and the attempted assault by Zilla, which left her feeling isolated. However, in Jimmy's presence, her heart began to thaw, gradually opening up to him more and more.

He longed for her to let her guard down and reveal her true self to him, as he consistently demonstrated his love and appreciation for her. That kiss they shared at the club held significant meaning for both of them, even if she was reluctant to acknowledge it.

At that moment, he heard Genesis calling his name as he tucked his phone back into his pocket and stepped into the dressing room. There she was, clad in alluring lingerie that made his gaze travel over her figure—her black lace bra accentuating her curves in a way that left him utterly mesmerized.

“You like this bra? Should I get another color?” Genesis asked. 

Jimmy closed the door and leaned against it, captivated by her beauty as he sensually licked his lips.

“Nah, you look good in that color baby.” Jimmy responded with a smile on his face.

He approached her, his hands resting on her hips, his tall frame looming above her. She gazed up at him with wide, innocent eyes, biting her lower lip before tucking it in, mirroring his own gesture.

“You gonna try on the other ones too?” He asked.

“Mhm, I’m just trying to see which one I like the most and which one suits my skin tone.” She responded softly as he nodded his head letting her continue doing what she was doing.

He settled onto the couch, legs casually apart, watching intently as she slipped out of her bra to try on a new one. The way her breasts filled the fabric stirred something within him, yet he fought to maintain his composure, aware of their public surroundings.

As she tossed her hair to the side, releasing a tantalizing fragrance that enveloped him, he couldn't resist any longer. Rising from the couch, he grasped her throat gently, capturing her lips with his before she could even respond. With her back against the wall, he lifted her by the thighs, holding her close to his waist as they lost themselves in a fervent kiss.

Her fingers wove through his tousled curls as his tongue danced within her mouth, their teeth colliding in a passionate clash. The firmness of his arousal pressed against her shorts, igniting a warmth that soaked her panties, overwhelmed by his commanding presence.

Jimmy nibbled on her lower lip, eliciting soft moans from her as their lips met. He then began to kiss a path down her jawline, moving toward her neck, where he gently sucked, while Genesis clung to him tightly.

He pulled back from her neck, leaving a mark, and pressed his forehead against hers, gazing into her deep chocolate brown eyes. He brushed his lips against hers softly before he began to speak.

“You drive me crazy Gigi, you know that?”

“I do?”

“Yeah you sure do, I mean look at you girl. so gorgeous.” 

She beamed at him, pressing a gentle kiss against his lips. He reciprocated, lowering her gently to her feet while intertwining their fingers, and she gazed up at him with affection.

“You’re too good for me Jimmy.” Genesis said.

“Baby, imma still be good to you. I told you imma love you Gigi.” Jimmy responded.

“I love you too Jimmy.” Genesis experimented with several bras, selecting her preferred choice before getting dressed and neatly hanging the ones she didn't want in the dressing room.

As they approached the register, Jimmy took the opportunity to pay for her clothes, his hand gently gliding along her waist. Just then, Genesis heard her phone beep and, reaching into her purse, she pulled it out to find a message from an unfamiliar number.

Initially wary of the message, she hesitated before opening it. Her heart raced as she recognized the photos of her and Jimmy at the mall—her hands trembled, nearly dropping the phone as she read the text.

Unknown number: I’m always watching you Genesis and when I catch you without Jimmy it’s over for you

A wave of fear washed over her as she caught sight of Jimmy, who was just reaching for the bag containing her new bra and panties. She felt torn; she didn't want to keep secrets from him, yet the thought of him being upset—especially about her—made her uneasy.

She chose to let it be for the moment, waiting for the perfect opportunity to reveal the truth to him. Deep down, she understood that Zilla wouldn't simply drop the matter—he would persistently pursue her until he had her completely under his control.

With a warm smile, she watched Jimmy as he effortlessly carried her bags, guiding them toward the exit. They had agreed to grab a bite at the food hall, where Jimmy insisted she take a seat while he fetched their meal. As she nodded, a wave of anxiety washed over her, triggered by Zilla's message, prompting her to reach out to Jade via text.

Gigi🤍: bestie? Can we talk?

Jadebae🌪️: Hey! How’s your day going with Jimmy ik he spent a couple bands on you

Gigi🤍: 🙄🙄 girl he did he got me a whole bunch of shit 😭

Jadebae🌪️: don’t pretend that you don’t love it when he spoils you Gigi

Gigi🤍: I meannnnn I guess so

Jadebae🌪️: yeah whatever 😭😭 but what’s up?

Genesis shared a screenshot of Zilla's message, noticing bubbles appearing as she awaited Jade's reply.

Jadebae🌪️: WTF??? Un-un Gigi you need to show Jimmy this before shit gets personal 

Gigi🤍: I want to tell him but I get when he gets mad ion like to see my teddy bear all upset

Jadebae🌪️: did you just call him your teddy bear Gigi? Un-Un! Yall two must be fucking on the low 😭😭

Gigi🤍: WE ARE JUST FRIENDS STAY ON TOPIC 😭 I don’t wanna keep this from him

Jadebae🌪️: Gigi you have to tell him it’s his job to protect you especially from his crazy ass cousin I don’t need Zilla ruining your special day.

Genesis knew it was her birthday, yet she felt indifferent, anticipating a quiet evening at the hotel with some movies. Little did she realize, Jade had a surprise in store for her special day.

Gigi🤍: girl it’s just my birthday ain’t nun special 

Jadebae🌪️: you’ll love what I have planned but I’m not spilling so you need to go ahead and tell Jimmy about this 

Gigi🤍: alright I’ll tell him

Jadebae🌪️: you better see you later bestie!

Genesis spotted Jimmy returning with their meal in hand. He had brought her beloved Asia Chao, her go-to dish whenever she was out shopping and craving a bite. He settled down across from her, and they started to enjoy their meal together.

Genesis secured her hair in a neat bun using a clip, ensuring no food would get tangled in it—meanwhile, Jimmy observed her while enjoying his meal and sipping through his straw.

He could feel an unsettling tension in the air as she sat silently, her uneaten food growing cold. It was clear that something troubled her, yet she chose to keep it to herself.

“Gigi?” Jimmy called for her.

She looked up at him with her doe-like eyes, “yes?” Genesis responded.

“What’s wrong mama? You look anxious and too quiet. You normally start up a conversation about something crazy so what’s up?” She sighed deeply while thinking to her, he just knows when something is wrong within a few seconds. Jimmy was waiting for her to tell him what’s going on. All of a sudden she was all fine back in Pink and now she’s all quiet and anxious.

“Can you promise me that you won’t get upset, ion like it when you mad about something, especially if it’s over me.” 

He raised an eyebrow at her. Yeah, something definitely happened, “I can’t promise you that unless it’s something bad Gigi.” Genesis unlocked her phone and shared her messages with Zilla, sliding the device in his direction. As he scrolled through the texts, he came across photos of her and Jimmy enjoying their time at the mall.

His eyes betrayed his frustration, though he masked it in front of others, maintaining his composure as he gently pushed her phone back to her.

“When was this Gigi?”

“This was when we were in Pink and you were paying for my things. I was scared to tell you about it because I know how you are when it comes to me.”

“Then you should’ve told me Gigi, you know ion play about you girl—especially when it comes to my damn cousin stalking you still after being suspended.” 

“I know, I’m sorry.” With her head bowed, she felt a sense of guilt, prompting him to gently lift her chin, urging her to meet his gaze. In his eyes, she recognized that he bore no anger; he simply longed for her to open up and share her thoughts.

Genesis avoided eye contact with him while he leaned forward over the table placing a soft kiss on her lips giving her that reassurance that she needed. “I’m not mad at you baby, I just need to know next time when something like this happens aight?” She could feel his thumb caressing gently against her cheek causing her to smile at him.

He gazed intently into her rich, chocolate-colored eyes, captivated by her stunning beauty. It was hard for him to fathom that he would be the one to shower her with gifts, spending his money freely on her, for she truly deserved it, even if she herself couldn't see it.

“You’re so beautiful Gigi.” Jimmy says.

“Thank you, you’re beautiful, too handsome.” Genesis responds, causing Jimmy to chuckle at her while licking the bottom of his lips.

“C’mon, let’s finish our food before it gets cold.”

Airbnb - 12:30PM

Jimmy and Genesis had gathered at the spacious Airbnb that Jade had booked for Genesis's surprise birthday celebration. After parking the car in the driveway, which was much larger than their previous venue, Jimmy switched off the engine and unbuckled his seatbelt. He then made his way to the passenger side to open the door for Genesis.

Jimmy extended his hand, and as she grasped it, he spun her around, admiring her stunning birthday outfit. He then gently instructed her to close her eyes while he guided her into the house, ensuring she wouldn't trip.

He closed the passenger door while she shielded her eyes. After they reached the entrance, Jimmy unlocked it with a spare key Jade had given him. He opened the door and assisted Genesis inside. As he closed the door and gently lowered her hands from her face, the lights flickered on, revealing a chorus of 'Happy Birthday!' Everyone cheered as Genesis's eyes lit up with delight at the sight of the beautiful decorations adorning the house.

Genesis felt a wave of emotion wash over her as she spotted familiar faces from work and dear friends gathered for her birthday celebration. It was a momentous occasion, the first time she would share her special day with all her loved ones. Determined to keep her composure and preserve her makeup, she fought back tears of joy.

“Happy Birthday Bestie!” Jade said as she gave her a hug.

“Omg Jade, you didn’t have to do this for me.” Genesis responded.

“Girl what? It’s your birthday today. I wanted to go all out for this—and look at you all dolled up and glowing.” Jade glanced over at Jimmy, the one who had made her best friend shine, as she reached for a bottle of Don Julio and a shot glass.

She poured into the shot glass while giving it to Genesis before speaking, “you’re the birthday girl and you get to take the first shot of tonight.” Genesis didn’t really drink that much but since it was her birthday she shrugged her shoulders taking a shot of Don Juilo as everyone cheered for her.

“Yeahhh bestie!! Let’s get turnt!” With Jey turned on some music on the speaker as everyone began dancing and having fun the song was upbeat and catchy.

Genesis filled her red cup with more Don Julio, savoring a sip as she swayed to the rhythm of the music alongside her best friend Jade. While others were engrossed in a game of Uno or enjoying a smoke outside, Jimmy leaned against the wall, beer in hand, a smile spreading across his face as he watched Genesis revel in the moment.

As he spotted his twin brother approaching, casually leaning against the wall, he observed the lively crowd around them, the air thick with the scent of weed. Jey nudged him to grab his attention.

“It’s good to see Gigi all happy.” Jey said.

“Yeah, I’m glad too. I hope she doesn’t get too drunk tonight for the gifts I got her.” Jimmy responded.

“Damn, you spending yo’ money on her when is yall gonna make it official?” Jimmy laughed softly, his hands tucked into his pockets, as he watched Genesis throw her head back in joy, raising her red cup high in the air while playfully teasing Jade.

He couldn't help but notice how she was dancing closely with Jade, wishing for the same electrifying vibe when she approached him.

“We will be official until she gives me the green light. Twin, ion wanna move fast she’s been through so much including with our cousin ion wanna rush her.” Jey acknowledged the scenario with a nod, casually enjoying a blunt before handing it over to Jimmy, who eagerly accepted it, took a few puffs, and exhaled the smoke into the sky.

“Yeah, I understand twin. But c’mon dawg I need details.” Jimmy rolled his eyes knowing how nosey his brother was. “All I can say is she takes good care of me, too good at that. The way she be giving me those massages and stroking that mothafuka twinnnn.”

Jimmy couldn't help but boast about how Genesis skillfully massaged him; every time they became intimate, her hands would expertly caress him, sending him into a whirlwind of pleasure, leaving his body quivering in the wake of their passionate encounters.

Jimmy inhaled deeply from the blunt once more, then passed it to Jey, exhaling a cloud of smoke into the air as the intoxicating blend of weed and beer surged through his body.

“Damn, she got it like that?” 

“Hell yeah, she got it like that. The way she be looking at me with those doe-like eyes of hers be doing it for me but ion really go too far unless she tells me otherwise.”

Jey chuckled at his twin brother, “she got you hooked twin.”

Jimmy acknowledged her approach with a nod, his eyes drawn to Genesis as she sauntered towards him, her hips swaying enticingly. The unmistakable scent of marijuana wafted from her, revealing her intoxicated state.

She stood before him, her eyes sparkling as she looked up at his towering frame, a gentle smile gracing her lips. With her arms encircling his neck, she felt his hand slide around her waist, pulling her close as he gazed down at her affectionately.

“Babyyyy, come dance with meeee.” Genesis said.

“A’ight then twin that’s my cue, lil mama want me to dance with her drunk ass.” Jimmy said as he dabbed up his brother while Genesis had dragged him down to the living room swaying her hips behind him.

She radiated joy from the lively dancing with Jade, her braids a wild cascade, and her chocolate skin shimmering under the soft glow of the house lights.

Jimmy wrapped his arms around her waist, his hands settling comfortably on her hips. Genesis let out a soft laugh, inhaling his scent as she leaned back into him, allowing her body to melt against his.

“you having fun baby?” Jimmy whispered gently against her ear.

“Mhm, I love this so much.” Genesis said, leaning her head back on his shoulders.

He let out a soft chuckle near her ear, his voice deep and heavy with desire. “I got some stuff for you mamas.”

As the melody shifted to "Kissing In Public" by Destin Conrad, the atmosphere ignited with energy, prompting everyone in the house to pair up and dance. Caught in the infectious rhythm, Genesis swayed her hips, playfully bending over and enticing Jade and the crowd to cheer her on.

Genesis's body molded seamlessly against his, her hands gripping his hips as she swayed her form in rhythmic circles, glancing back to catch his gaze, a playful smile dancing on her lips.

Their energies perfectly aligned as her back arched gracefully, her body pressing against him, feeling the undeniable hardness of his arousal through the fabric of his jeans.

“Okay Gigi! Don’t hurt him now!” Jade shouted.

Once more, she nestled against his shoulders, her fingers gliding to the nape of his neck as she swayed in rhythm with him.

“You acting out princess.” Jimmy whispered, casting a glance downward at her, noticing the playful smirk dancing on her lips. “Acting out for you Daddy.”

He grinned mischievously at her, his lips grazing the skin just behind her ear, “Nah, it’s like liquor in yo system lil mama.”

She spun around in his embrace, now facing him with her arms wrapped tightly around his neck. “It’s not though daddy, hmm. you so handsome daddy.”

Without uttering a single word, Jimmy leaned in and kissed her boldly, unbothered by the onlookers. To the world, they were merely friends, but in the privacy of their own space, their relationship was far more intimate.

“Ohhhh Shiiiit! Birthday girl got Jimmy acting up!” Jey shouted in excitement as Jimmy gave his brother the middle finger.

This was no mere peck; it was a profound, lingering kiss filled with possessiveness. The world around them seemed to vanish. Genesis let out a soft sigh, her hands gliding down his chest, moving lower, her fingertips dancing along the edge of his shirt.

He drew her nearer, their bodies pressed together, with no space separating them as they swayed in harmony to the rhythm. One of Jimmy's hands glided down her back to cradle her backside, while the other held her waist firmly, enough for her to sense his touch.

She pressed her lips against his once more, this time with a fiercer intensity, pulling on the chain around his neck as her fingers ventured beneath his shirt.

“Damnnn Twin, she got yo’ ass on locked down.” They didn’t bother to hear what he just said being in their own little world together like it was just them.

He felt her soft, wet kisses on his neck and face, prompting him to grasp her throat and take charge of the moment. Jimmy's lips grazed Genesis's ear once more, his voice now deeper and more husky. “Keep on Gigi Imma fuck the shit out of you.”

“Daddyyy I’m not doin nun.” She murmured forming her lips into a pout. “I’m just having fun daddy.” biting the bottom of her lip.

“I know baby.” He said, dragging his lips across her jawline. “But if you keep on with that, imma have to take yo little ass upstairs and straighten you out.”

Jade's voice sliced through the dense fog of flirtation, her hands dramatically gesturing in the air as she tapped on her glass, capturing the attention of everyone, including them.

“Okay y'all! It’s time to sing happy birthday to Genesis so imma need everyone up to the front!” At that moment, everyone gathered at the front, including Genesis and Jimmy—who had kindly pulled out a chair for Genesis, allowing her to sit and admire her favorite birthday cake.

Jey switched off the lights, illuminating the room with flickering candles as her friends gathered around, singing 'Happy Birthday' in a joyful chorus. The lively, off-key harmonies filled the house, causing Genesis to laugh at the delightful chaos.

“We love you Gigi.” Cody remarked as he placed the drinks on the table.

“Make a wish princess.” With a grin, Jimmy rested his head on Genesis's shoulder while the kitchen island buzzed with the energy of everyone gathered around.

As Genesis surveyed the room, she felt the warmth of her many supportive friends surrounding her. With a smile, she leaned in to extinguish the candles, her hand clasped tightly with Jimmy's.

The candles fizzled out, and everyone clapped.

“What you wish for bestie?” Jade asked.

“That’s something I cannot say about until it happens.” Genesis said as she took a glance over at Jimmy.

Jade had seen it causing her to smirk, “A’ight then girl let’s continue to partyyyy.” 

As the night unfolded, the atmosphere softened, enveloping the group in a warm embrace. A gentle melody floated from a speaker in the corner, while Cody and Jade engaged in lively conversation, and Jey savored a slice of cake. The echoes of laughter hung in the air, but the vibe had transformed into something more tranquil—comfortable, satisfied, and pleasantly tipsy.

In a secluded room, Genesis and Jimmy found solace away from the crowd, the door securely locked. She reclined on his lap, both of them sharing a blunt. As she inhaled deeply, the smoke curled upwards, enveloping them in a haze of tranquility. Feeling the effects wash over her, she passed the blunt to Jimmy, inviting him to join in the moment.

“This has been the best birthday party ever.” She said, voice soft as she took the blunt from him.

Jimmy had cradled her chin caressing her cheeks with his thumb, “I’m glad you got to enjoy it Gigi.” 

Genesis beamed at him, her fingers gliding over his cheeks and exploring the texture of his beard, all the while captivated by the deep, rich hue of his chocolate-brown eyes. “You’re such a handsome man Jimmy, god took his time on you.”

Jimmy looked down at her, gently setting the remaining part of the blunt in the ashtray. He leaned in closer, pressing a tender kiss on her lips. "I have a little surprise for you, sweetheart." With a flourish, Jimmy pulled a small pink velvet box from his pocket.

He took her hand gently as he retrieved the ring, sliding it onto her left ring finger before setting the box down on the small dresser beside them.

Genesis gazed at her ring finger, her eyes widening in surprise as she noticed a ring adorning it, her mouth slightly agape in astonishment.

“J-Jimmy what is this?” She asked.

“It’s a promise ring baby, this shows how much I cherish you and our friendship together, I want that to continue until we make it official.” He says with a smile on his face seeing her eyes getting all glassy.

With a playful smile lighting up her face, she lifted her head from his lap, straddling him as his hand rested on her hips. Leaning in closer, their noses nearly touched, and their lips were tantalizingly close to meeting.

“Undress me.” 

She guided his hand to her dress, silently inviting him to remove it, as she slipped off her heels with a soft thud on the floor—he was uncertain of her thoughts but felt compelled to inquire.

“You sure? We don’t have to do this mamas.”

“I’m craving for you daddy, I need it. I want it. And I want you to take it.” Her voice was a gentle whisper, laced with a hint of vulnerability, as if pleading for his touch with an urgent longing.

His heart raced at the sound of her pleading voice—he swiftly unfastened her dress, letting it cascade down, revealing her stunning naked form before him.

He tenderly pressed his lips against her chest before turning her onto her back, completely removing her dress. He nestled between her legs, showering her with soft, lingering kisses that traveled from her neck to her chest and down to her stomach, causing her to squirm beneath him.

“J-Jimmy.” She breathed, nails digging into his back.

He looked up at her, eyes dark and focused. “We ain’t gotta do this mamas.”

For a brief moment, she wavered, torn between fear and desire. Yet, she found the courage to whisper it—softly, truthfully, and as audacious as she had always been.

“But I want you Jimmy, I’ve been craving you ever since we shared that kiss. I need you.” 

That was the signal he had been waiting for. He leaned in, his lips grazing her ear as he whispered, "you need me, Gigi?" She responded with a nod, playfully tugging at the waistband of his jeans, urging him to remove them.

He tossed his shirt aside, proudly revealing his stunning physique adorned with intricate tribal tattoos.

Each caress was deliberate and lingering. He moved with a purpose, as if he had a point to make—but without haste. His aim was to leave her breathless, to be the sole man capable of evoking such feelings in her—not Zilla, nor her former husband Quincy, just him.

He knelt beside the bed, drawing her closer as he pressed soft kisses along her thighs, his gaze locked onto hers, captivating her attention.

Without hesitation, his fingers found her clit, gliding in slow, sensual circles.

“O-oh—“ Genesis began to respond, but was quickly silenced by a passionate kiss. He withdrew slightly, his gaze filled with an intense authority. Jimmy's fingers glided from her clit, gradually inserting two fingers into her, curling them upward, which made Genesis gasp sharply. A triumphant smirk spread across Jimmy's face as he observed her reaction to his touch.

“You gon’ run away from me when I eat this pussy baby?” He asked waiting for an answer from her lips. “No, daddy I won’t run I promise.”

Enveloping her thighs with his arms, he nestled his face between her legs. As he pressed his lips against her intimately, she halted, gazing down at him with a blend of astonishment and longing.

Jimmy began to tantalize her intimately, his tongue skillfully navigating her most sensitive spots, causing her to writhe in delight as her body tensed slightly, prompting him to gaze directly into her eyes. “Relax mamas, I gotchu baby.”

She surrendered to his soothing voice, her body unwinding under his influence. Restlessly, she squirmed, trying to suppress the gentle moans that slipped from her mouth, yet Jimmy was resolute in coaxing them from her.

He playfully caressed her curves, pulling back for a brief moment before diving in again, eagerly navigating her uncharted territory with his tongue, which longed for his caress.

His tongue moved with expert grace, gliding over her slickness as he relished the gentle sighs that flowed from her beautiful lips, sounds he treasured immensely. “How does this feel, baby? Does it feel good?” He cooed at her.

Her fingers wove through his tousled hair as she nodded, unable to find the words, which made him chuckle softly beneath her.

He was savoring every moment, delicately tracing her clit with his mouth, relishing in her heightened pleasure as she instinctively attempted to pull away. Yet, he swiftly pulled her back, keeping her precisely where he wanted her. “You promised me mamas.”

“I-I’m sorry d-daddy…it’s t-too m-muchh.” She mewled out.

She felt as if she were floating on air, her mind blissfully hazy and still buzzing from the effects of the weed. Every time his tongue brushed against her clit, intense waves of ecstasy surged through her, leaving her gasping for breath. Her eyes rolled back in delight as she yielded to the overwhelming sensations, letting her body dissolve under his expert caress.

As he gently inserted two fingers into her inviting warmth, a soft gasp slipped from her lips. His fingers curled perfectly, skillfully teasing her g-spot, eliciting moans that resonated through the room as she tightened around him.

“This pussy taste so sweet Gigi, and so pretty I knew she would be pretty for me baby.” He groaned out in the air.

“Oh my god, Jimmy right there.” Genesis moaned as she glanced down at him watching him devouring her like it was his last meal of the day.

She started to sway her hips in response to his tongue and fingers exploring her, making her roll her eyes back in ecstasy. Genesis felt her climax building stronger with each delicate tug on her clit. As he inserted two fingers, he skillfully curled them, thrusting in a steady rhythm that enveloped her in a blissful daze, as if she were gazing at a sky full of stars.

She pursed her lips, arching her neck back against the pillow. “daddyyy.”

He smiled against her skin, his fingers expertly teasing her g-spot, making her yield to the waves of pleasure from his caress. He was igniting her desires, his heated body wrapping around her pulsating center.

“What’s up baby? you finna squirt? hm? talk to me.” Jimmy emitted a deep growl, sending ripples of sensation through her body that echoed profoundly within her.

“G-gonna, C-cum. Daddy.” Her voice was barely above a whisper, as he delved deeper with his fingers, his tongue swirling passionately while she gripped his biceps tightly, her perfectly manicured nails almost breaking the surface of his skin. “I couldn’t hear you mamas.”

The fervor of his movements rendered her utterly speechless; the pleasure he was giving her drove Genesis into a wild state. In mere moments, she found herself quaking and squirming, yearning for her peak, her eyes rolling back in sheer bliss.

“Dadddy, I’m finna cum. fuckkk.” That’s she she had snapped almost as if he broke her into two.

She let out a sharp cry as the waves of ecstasy crashed over her, her body quaking while her essence poured forth like a torrent, and she could hear him eagerly lapping it up as if it were a revitalizing beverage.

“Look at you sweetheart, making a mess all over me. so fucking nasty princess.” Her body quivered with anticipation, yet he was far from done; he relished every drop of her essence, his fingers dancing swiftly in and out, teasing her most sensitive spot.

“J-Jimmy, wait. Daddy. Fuck.” Genesis whined.

Her scream of 'daddy' ignited a deeper desire within him; the sound, so much sweeter when it escaped her lips, intensified his arousal as he reveled in the beauty of her voice.

“Gimme another one Gigi, you can do it baby.” Jimmy relentlessly delighted her with his fingers, making her roll her eyes in pure bliss.

In a surprising rush, a fresh wave of ecstasy washed over her, causing tears to stream down her cheeks as she passionately called out his name, urging him to bury his face deeper into her warmth while he eagerly savored every drop.

As he seamlessly extracted more of her spirit, she yielded entirely, resulting in a delightful disarray on the sheets that he found completely unfazed by.

He gently withdrew his fingers from her, captivated by the sight of her chest rising and falling, her legs trembling uncontrollably. Nestled between her thighs, he pressed tender kisses on her neck and lips, aiming to calm her, while his fingers traced soothing circles on her thighs, whispering sweet words into her ear.

“Relax baby, relax. I gotchu.” His voice resonated with a rich, velvety tone, akin to honey whispering in her ear. As his lips brushed against her cheeks, a wave of warmth washed over her, and she felt a tightness in her throat. Gradually, she allowed herself to unwind, surrendering to the soothing embrace of tranquility.

He turned them over, with her nestled against his chest while he lay on his back. She listened to the rhythmic beat of his heart as he gently rubbed circles on her back—never had she felt so exhausted in that moment. Her eyelids began to flutter as she struggled to keep them open, until he finally remarked on it.

“Close your eyes Gigi, imma be right here. I’m not going anywhere.” Jimmy reassured her.

“You promise you won’t leave me..” Genesis replied with a drowsy lilt in her voice.

"I won't baby, I promise."

Jimmy gently pressed his lips to the crown of her head, his hands soothingly tracing circles on her back, providing the comfort and assurance she craved, free from any chaos. In his embrace, she found her sanctuary.

What troubled him the most was the thought of Zilla lurking nearby, capturing images of her while they were together. It gnawed at him incessantly, and he couldn't shake the feeling that he needed to uncover the identity of the person snapping these photos and sending them to her.

Jimmy❤️‍🩹: Twin 

Twin⚡️: first of all we could hear Genesis loud ass moans coming from the room Twin was yall fucking?

Jimmy chuckled while rolling his eyes letting his brother assume whatever.

Jimmy❤️‍🩹: mind ya business twin, but no we gotta handle Zilla twin

Twin⚡️: why? What happened?

Jimmy❤️‍🩹: he’s stalking her and someone is taking photos of her and sending to her, we need to find out who taking the pictures

Twin⚡️: oh word? Yeah it’s definitely on sight now bc why he trippin?

Jimmy❤️‍🩹: bc I’m spending time with Gigi that’s what it is Twin and we need to handle that beforehand ion want nun happening to Genesis 

Twin⚡️: I do too twin look. Let's just focus on our matches this upcoming week and since we have the weekend off before Monday let’s find out who is doing this aight?

Jimmy❤️‍🩹: aight twin I hate this for Gigi you know she didn’t deserve what happened to her

Twin⚡️: that’s why she has you Jimmy, you’re her protector she needs you 

Jimmy❤️‍🩹: yeah you right about that if this keeps happening imma have to put a bullet through his skull family or not I’ll do anything for Gigi

Twin⚡️: aight but we will talk about this tmr twin I’ll see you in the morning.

Jimmy❤️‍🩹: aight

Jimmy set his phone aside on the bed, reaching for the blankets and draping them over their bodies. He held her close, planting a gentle kiss on her temple.

He sensed Genesis stirring in her slumber, her soft snores escaping her lips as he gazed at her peacefully resting on his chest. With a contented sigh, he closed his eyes, allowing himself to drift off to sleep while cradling Genesis in his embrace.

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jadecargill: IS THAT A RING??? GIGI? IS YALL DEADASS TOGETHER???

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uceyjucey: this man done bought you a promise ring?? Yall gotta be messing around with each other are we dumb @ jadecargill 😭😭

jackieredmond: A PROMISE RING???

americannightmarecody: OH? HE LOVES YOU BAD GIGI

trinity_fatu: yall love each other?? What a fucking joke 😭😭

yaonlylivonce: GIGI YOU GOT SOME EXPLAINING TO DO

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a/n: welp whoever is taking those pictures of Gigi is finna be dealt with.

But I hope yall enjoy this chapter lmk in the comments below 

STAY UCEY

chapter eight

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[secretlife0fm3l]

She Likes A Boy

Clarissa La Rue x Female!Reader

Warnings: maybe ooc clarisse, none really

Clarisse woke up in an extra shitty mood today, seeing you and Percy sitting extra close at the campfire last night made her want to go drown in the lake.

She made her way over towards the sparring decks, a couple of her siblings trailing behind her, stopping dead in her tracks staring ahead with her jaw clenched. There you were in all your glory standing with Percy, she hated the way you rested your hand on his forearm as you laughed, having to look up at him due to his height. She remembers you mentioning something about liking boys who were taller than you and suddenly Clarisse felt herself worrying if she was tall enough for you.

She watches you stand on your tiptoes and kiss Percy's cheek, your strawberry lip gloss leaving a shiny mark on his cheek. Rolling her eyes Clarisse wills herself to ignore you as her and her sibling walk past you towards the sparring decks.

But then you're waving her over, your bright smile like a refreshing breeze on a summer day, and Clarisse gives in walking over because she never really could say no to you.

“Hey Clar.” and all of a sudden, she's forgetting about your previous interaction with Percy, focusing on you and the way your hair fell perfectly over your shoulders, your smile bright, “Hey,”

And she can’t help the smile that eventually spreads over her face when yours gets impossibly brighter.

She ends up staying there talking with you, choosing to ignore the sound of her siblings bickering and questioning when she's going to be done, and instead focusing on you enthusiastically telling her all about some place you found in the woods.

It's the rather aggressive shout of one of her brothers calling her over that finally causes her smile to drop, “I have to go, but see you around, yea?” She walks off waving to you before turning around to glare at the person that had yelled at her.

Ω

Later that day when the sun started setting, Clarisse sat outside sharpening her spear when you walked up to her, another soft smile on your face as you sat on top of the table next to her spear, “Hi Clar.” Clarisse looks up at you, “What's up?”

It takes a minute before she hears your voice again, “It just feels like we haven't spent time together in so long,” She watches as you lean back on your arms looking up at the sky, “You should come over during the winter again, mom’s been asking about you.”

Clarisse smiles remembering when she used to spend winters with your family, your mom always seemed so happy to see her, “Yea, I guess we’ve just been busy” She shrugs, but Clarisse knows that the real reason she's been spending less time with you is because she can't stand to watch when you eventually leave with Percy, a pit forming in her stomach every time. Oblivious to the real reason you look at her offering a small smile.

You're about to say something when Clarisse spots Percy out of the corner of her eye signaling for you. He's standing a couple feet away awkwardly shuffling on his feet as he tries and fails to avoid eye contact with Clarisse, “I gotta go, see you tomorrow?”

Clarisse responds in a daze watching you walk towards Percy as that all too familiar feeling builds inside her.

She blinks the tears away looking up at the sky with glassy eyes reminding herself that you like a boy.

And Clarisse is not a boy.

A/N: sorry this took so long to post 😭 also the writing for this one is kinda shitty so !! pt2??

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“I had a special liaison with Barbaroux; back at the time he wasn’t absorbed by the want to play the role, he was a good youth and loved to learn from me.” Marat, Journal de la République n.15 p. 8

On 23rd October 1792, two were dinking coffee or wine or anything in a café. They were embracing and must have been provoking curiosity, because one was Marat and the other was Barbaroux.

“All good things must come to an end.”

The scene I opened the post with is extracted from “Histoire des Montagnards” by Alphonse Esquiros. Esquiros claims that the source is Albertine herself, how possible it is for her to tell such stories must be better known by @nesiacha and @anotherhumaninthisworld  than me. But the way the facts known to me are presented in this book does not inspire great confidence – the work is too theatrical, and the style reminds one of Lamartine. Still the idea, if not the form of the events, is conveyed passable enough for the quote to be used.

From “Histoire des Montagnards” pp. 455-460:

“At that time a chance for a reconciliation between Barbaroux and Montagnards appeared. Danton, Camille Desmoulins and Marat were promenading one evening along a bank of the Seine. They reached C., which was of wine merchant, and dined under the shade of the vine, right at the water’s edge. <…> Marat had become specially attached to Camille Desmoulins and Barbaroux. In Desmoulins a kind character, a spirit, a joyfulness and always good mood attracted him. Contrast is inherent to friendship as much as to love. Camille Desmoulins responded to this tenderness enthusiastically: he publicly called Marat a prophet, a guardian angel, a genius of the Revolution; he wrote about him as of divine Marat in his journal, but their mutual understanding was many times affected by the differences in their characters. <…> What is for Barbaroux, his new relationships with madame Roland and Girondins party did not fail to tear him away from Marat.

“The three: Danton, Desmoulins, Marat used to gather sometimes to their souls be calmed by the peacefulness of nature. <…> Danton ordered the dishes. They agreed not to bring up hot topics during the frugal meal but failed on the dessert. <…> The night fell on the countryside, the three continued their way to Paris. <…> The conversation turned to Barbaroux and Marat said: “Barbaroux was a friend of mine: if the 10th August had not been succeeded, we would have flown to Marseilles together. He was a good youth back then and loved to learn from me. I have the letters written by his hand in which he calls me his master and himself a disciple. If I have lost him, it’s because of Brissotins who stole him from me by their flattery.” Danton, who still cherished the hope to be a link between the Gironde and the Montagne, proposed to arrange a reconciliation. He took Marat to a small café on Rue du Paon, where Barbaroux awaited. Marat remained cold and reserved at first, but Barbaroux made first steps, and they embraced.”

That is what Barbaroux says about Marat, although he is only partly credible here.

From Barbaroux’s Memoires (p. 57):

“I’ve already said in the first part of my Memoires that in 1788 I took an optics course under Marat. I’ve appreciated him as a scholar, I must make him known as a politician.

“One of my writings about the rebellion in Arles fell into his hands, he complimented me and invited to come see him in the apartment opposite Café Richard on Rue Saint-Honoré, where he lived. I came. I recognized my optics master, but when he began to speak, I thought he had lost his mind. He was seriously telling me that the French were petty revolutionaries and only he himself could establish liberty. I wanted to approach the great man, I seemed to be eager for his instructions. He told me: “Give me two hundred Neapolitans armed with draggers and wearing a muff as a shield on the left hand; I will walk through France with them and make the revolution.”  All he said after was of the same sort. He wanted to prove me that it was a very humane calculation to kill two hundred and sixty thousand men in a day. No doubt he had a special attraction to this number, because he always wanted two hundred and sixty thousand, rarely reaching three hundred thousand.”

What catches my eye here is “Je voulus pressentir le grand homme, je parus avide de ses instructions.” after the nonsense Marat had told him. After being amazed by Marat once, he once again falls under his spell. These words are sincere. And they are believable from a man who was a real dictator for a month, a role which Marat used to define as the best form of a ruler. The way Barbaroux confesses here is not rare. He also confesses in influencing the elections, simply and with no guilt. It somehow reminds me that Talleyrand’s “Yes, I loved him" about Napoleon. In Barbaroux you can also sense that “in certain circumstances all means are good” – Marat’s doctrine and the way Charlotte Corday legitimizes his murder (the linkage between their ways of thinking is stunningly traced by L. Blanc in his Histoire). Bringing back the Esquiros’ story (not believing it) and filling what is omitted in it, Barbaroux had what Desmoulins couldn’t have – understanding.

Whether it was vanity or something else that connected Barbaroux with the Girondins I will now not discuss.

From Moniteur (26 October 1792 issue):

The scene was played on 24th October. Marat requested the floor and after some bickering with the president Guadet (“Oh! You will listen to me… Against your will.) and several debates of awaiting got it to make a denunciation of Roland and Claviere. He convicted them of empowering an agent, previously spotted, according to the statements Marat brought, to search for counterfeiters. The documents related were read by a secretary, who coincidently turned out to be Barbaroux. Having finished, Barbaroux made his own denunciation.

“I demand that the minister Roland report these facts to the Assembly and I’ll add that the truly guilty one is a perverse man, an agitator who stirs the trouble and discord up in Paris, who runs to the caserns of the battalions of volunteers to deceive them, to try to corrupt them with insinuations and calumnies, to cast a bone between them and the others; and who invites several volunteers to lunch with him to get time and occasion to learn their sentiments, opinions lead them astray.

“Citizens, I will read you the report where all these facts are collected. I was written this morning by the Marseille battalion.”

Marat, firstly greeted very warmly by the volunteers, observed their lodging, listened to the descriptions how they were welcomed by the Commune and noticed, that they are disadvantaged compared to the dragoons of the first regiment consisted of “gardes-du-corps of the ancient regime, valets, coachmen, counterrevolutionaries etc”. While the volunteers admitted the dissatisfaction with their lodgings being fair, they arose against the words about the dragoons and regarded it as an attempt to sow discord between them. They then saw a will to bribe them in the invitation to the lunch and ended up being displeased with Marat.

While the previous confrontations between Barbaroux and Marat were strictly politician, Marseilles were personal. It’s hard to imagine anything that Barbaroux would take to heart more than his – in all meanings – battalions. Marat’s attempt was an act of violation (pardon me for the word), whether it was committed for the purpose described by Marseilles or not.

So, it was the end.

I’m not saying there could be a continuation if not. The very characters of them leave me no such elusion. The breakup was prepared, but it passed painfuly.

And even their shared taste in furs couldn't help

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How will the songs be assigned? As of now, the plan is for it to be first come first serve. People will be able to pick their songs at a certain date at the same time. We'd love for every song to get their moment to shine! Collabs are also encouraged, so you'd be able to work on a piece together. If there's more participants than songs, more than one creator will be allowed to make something for a song!

How big is the chance I won't be accepted into the event? Pretty slim to no chance at all! Signing up is just for us mods to have a good view on how many people are joining, but everyone who signed up will get an invite sent to them once the signup period is over!

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[vampirefest]

Dear companions in darkness, the wait is finally over! We'd like to thank everyone who participated in our little guessing game, we got a lot of interesting answers.

For the month of November, we bring you a fun low-pressure bingo inspired by Lestat, that you can fill up at your leisure throughout the month.

You can use the prompts on the bingo card to write fanfics, make fanart, amvs, edits or any other creative outlet to show your appreciation for our beloved Brat Prince.

You can find the rules and guidelines for the event here. The link to the collection can be found here.

Don't forget to tag with #vflestatbirthdaybingo and/or tag us at @vampirefest so that we can find your posts.

Here is the complete bingo card for our birthday boy!

You can find the full detailed prompts below the cut.

Happy Lestat Month!

1. "My lord, the Wolfkiller": The killing of the wolves, a moment that comes to define Lestat for all eternity. You can explore this fundamental event in Lestat's life, the way it altered the course of his life and his family dynamics, and the symbolism it came to represent in Lestat's later life.

2. First love I The witches' place: For Nickistat lovers out there, this is your time to shine! It's also a chance to explore another formative moment of Lestat's life—his experience at the witches' place—when Lestat came to the fundamental understanding that there is no meaning in the end - not to the cruelty, not to the laws of men - all that exists is the one life he's living and the aesthetic of it all.

3. The performer: Actor | Rockstar: Performing is Lestat's second nature, either to present an image of himself to others to earn their love, or to hide this true self. From the time he is a young man, Lestat is awed by actors and artists, they create worlds and life out of nothingness. Some of Lestat's best and happiest moments are on the stage, acting or singing for his adoring public.

4. Rue Royale era: For decades, 1132 Rue Royale was the home of our favourite little vampire family. A family that, according to Lestat, shouldn't have lasted as long as it did. Here you can explore the dynamics between the unholy family, between Lestat and Louis, and the highs and lows of this period in Lestat's life. As Lestat said, he has never been as happy as in that little house on Rue Royale.

5. Free Space: This is your chance to explore any themes or moments in our brat prince's life outside of the prompts proposed. Let your creativity run wild!

6. "I don't like myself, you know.! love myself, of course. I'm devoted to myself till my dying day. But I don't like myself.": Use this prompt to explore Lestat's insecurities and his complicated relationship with himself, from his abandonment issues to his reflections on his body, his monstrosity and so much more.

7. Lust for life: Here you can explore Lestat the dreamer, Lestat the hedonist, Lestat the embodiment of hunger. He has a lust for blood, love, adventure, for a better life filled with more excitement and lived to the fullest. Lestat takes what he wants and follows his every whim.

8. Resilience: Lestat is the metaphorical cockroach of the Vampire Chronicles universe. Whatever life throws at him, he rolls with the punches and finds a way to survive and make the best of every situation. He always finds a way to reinvent himself and to keep moving forward. With this prompt, you can explore Lestat's defiance in the face of obstacles and his resilience even under the worst circumstances.

9. The Brat Prince | Prince Lestat era: Set your creations in the Prince Lestat era or simply explore Lestat's bratty nature that earned him the moniker "The Brat Prince".

[pynkhues]

Hiya Sophie :) I’ll start by saying that I know that this can be a bit of a sensitive topic for some people, so I hope this doesn’t come off as bait, because that’s not my intention at all.

I’d love to know what it is about Lestat bottoming and Louis topping that appeals to you? Is it your interpretation of show canon? Book canon? A mix of the two? Or is it just for fun and not particularly dependent on canon at all? The reason I ask is that I’m personally more into bottom Louis/top Lestat because - to me - that’s moreso what is implied regarding their dynamic in (show) canon. But! I’m trying to keep an open mind, and I always enjoy reading your takes so would love to hear from someone on the other side of the table so to speak. I think that sometimes we can get a little caught up in our own fandom echo chambers, and because of that it’s nice to poke our heads out every once in a while to see if our opinions can be changed and perspective can be expanded.

Apologies in advance if you’ve already answered something similar to this! And if you aren’t comfortable answering that’s completely fine. ❤️

Hi! And don't apologise, anon, it's totally fine.

Mm, I've been pretty open on here with thinking that they're vers and while I have tended to write Louis topping and Lestat bottoming in the fics I've posted so far, I've also referenced them having sex the other way around in both Steady Murmur and Ungodly Hour. The whole appeal of them to me is that their dynamic is one of push and pull, and I think that has always extended to their sexual dynamic, which is something the show depicted throughout the first season. Their roles shift in relation to what the other wants or needs in the moment of it, and I appreciate that you might not read the show's depiction that way, but to me, it's there.

I also think that for Louis, sex and power are entwined in a way that they're not for Lestat (or at least, not in the same way), which is something that I just find interesting to think about and explore. I think that extends to him as a pimp utilising other people's bodies and sexuality as a means of upward mobility, to him as a John to Lily's sex worker, to having a sexual relationship with Jonah when he was a minor (which I talked about more here), to fucking Lestat in his mistresses bed after Lestat dropped him, to his canonical dom relationship with Armand. That's interesting to me, particularly in a relationship with a character like Lestat who's physically more powerful, and I think is a really understated and underacknowledged part of his character in the fandom.

Like, I don't think he just woke up and knew how to dom Armand for instance, especially not in 1940s Paris, and especially not after 20-30 odd years as a pimp.

I also don't see Louis as particularly feminine at all, and the amount of fanworks that feature bottom!Louis as highly feminised just frankly - personally - isn't something I see as in character or as appealing. I do agree with many that to an extent Louis performs masculinity, particularly in the Rue Royale era, but I see that performance as an amplification of a part of himself, not an invention of something that he's not.

With Lestat, I think he's so hungry to be held in any and all capacities. He wants to be loved, he wants to be wanted, yet he entangles himself romantically with people who are withholding, who can't or won't give him all of themselves. There's this kind of gaping hole in him in that sense, but in another, Lestat's an enormously powerful creature who both hides his own power from others, and regularly exploits it. I think he's afraid to an extent of that level of power in himself, and I think submission sometimes - not all the time - helps him to both feel loved and wanted and in control of himself.

I also think in that sense a part of Louis' attraction to Lestat does come from that affiliation with power, but it's not one he wants used on him, but rather one he wants used for him, which we see a little bit in that Rue Royale era, particularly with the card game and with Lestat cashflowing The Azaelia. (In a lot of ways that comes to that transactional element that Daniel Hart talks about, but that's neither here nor there for this post). There's also that element of dominating someone you know is more powerful / getting someone who's hurt you to submit to you that's definitely there in at the very least the 1.06 scene at Antoinette's, and I'd argue with Dreamstat too.

This is getting a bit rambly, haha, but look, again, I think they're vers, I think they both want the other in their entirety, and I think sometimes that means giving and taking for both of them. I probably write Lestat bottoming more because I tend to write what I can't really find to read, but also, y'know - - there's a degree of personal appeal, and the fact that I just think its neat, haha. I don't always think its all that deep.

[darylsgal]

hello to whoever sees this! (if that's anyone.)

im very new to tumblr, well to the posting part atleast. ive been wanting to write just 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 for a while now, i love writing, and ive wrote fics before, only for the depths of my notes app to see, but recently ive been on a major writers block, so im asking you, yes, you, to help me out! i'd really appreciate if i could get some daryl prompts, requests, whatever you'd call them. im eager to get back into writing, and i'd also love to fulfil some wishes! so my requests are very much open, and i'll turn the question box thing on as soon as i figure out how to! ☻︎

im comfortable with writing most things, just nothing that's like,,,,too weird i guess? honestly just ask, and i'll give a polite yes or no, no pressure, no judgement, i want this page to feel safe and secure. i am, very much comfortable with smut, don't hold back!! angst, i LOVE a good old gut wrenching, tear jerker, again, dont hold back. fluff. i adore fluff, for the third time, dont hold back!!

i'd also like to introduce myself, as well as i can without giving too much away, i'd like to stay mysterious! for now atleast. so with that being said..

• you can call me rue.🌞

• im 19!

• some of my fave shows of all time! the walking dead (all i ever talk about, i don't shut up!), the hunger games, euphoria, stranger things, the last of us, twilight.

• my main interests, other than the shows.

dead by daylight, tumblr🤷🏻‍♀️, my electric guitar, braiding my hair, writing, zombie media, music, im an unironic cai user i'll be so real (especially with the new voice update, like, hello???) the colour black, aaaaand i can't think of anything else.

• describing myself, i guess, just to give an idea on who's behind this page!

i am a cis white woman, pronouns she/her, long dark brown hair with the underneath dyed deep red from around the top of my ears down. im just around 5,11. i have big green eyes. i have a few piercing, those being my right nostril, my belly button, 3 lobes on both ears, a helix on my right ear, and hopefully more to come! i move my eyebrows alot, i wear too much highlighter, and apparently im not very good at being mysterious and am also a major oversharer.

• this is already way longer than it was intended to be, please expect this from me in the future.

with that behind said, im going to cut this off here before i waffle any more, i completely, i repeat completely, understand if you did not make it to the end of this post, no offence taken.

goodbye my lovelies!💖

[henryscapon]

so it's my birthday today!!! 😎 i'm 23 years old, and i've had this blog for almost 3 years now, so i thought now is as good a time as any to celebrate!

because i thought it would be fun, i've decided to curate a list of some of my favorite blorbos in their respective pairings and put them into this poll! after a week, i will make a special gifset for the ships that make it into the top 5 spots!

the winning ships will be announced in their own special post and anyone can join in on the fun and make a gifset/fan-art/writing/etc of the top 5 ships as well! just @ me in the post or include the tag #emilysbbb and i'll be sure to share it! :D

rules:

reblogs aren't necessary but are greatly appreciated!

if you want to, you can put your 2nd and 3rd choices in the tags, i'll make sure to add those to the calculations when the poll is over! :)

this is a very silly, unserious poll, and this is not my complete and definitive list of favorite ships (since tumblr polls only allow 12 choices rip), this is all just for funsies!

tagging some mutuals below the cut:

no pressure to reblog!! just thought it would be fun to give yall a heads up and the chance to be the first ones to vote! &lt;3

@latr1nal1a @willgaham @milkovichys @his-name-is-ed @stedebonnets @blakbonnet @rainbowbonnet @kendallroycos @userstede @figmentof @captain-flint @cobbbvanth @startreklesbian @crowleyaj @queerbuck @djarin @djaarins @captain-stede @torybrennan @seance @dykefaggotry @ad-astrah @nobie @edwarbteach @stars-bean @jacobglaser

[dumbass-tumbler-cryptid]

Would Spider in the games use a bow as his weapon of choice, like in the movie, or an ax, or maybe something else? And what about Kiri's weapons? (If they decided to fight instead of hiding)

So I went back and rewatched Hunger Games last night (and wow did I not appreciate that movie as a kid. I'm so excited to rewatch all the other movies now) so I've got a lot of new ideas for the Hunger Games Avatar A.u.

First I learned from an explainer video that kids aren't actually allowed to train for the Hunger Games. The career tributes get away with it because they're training to be peacekeepers but everyone else is just out of luck. So every character I mentioned training would have to do it in complete secret. So for Spider, since his parents live in victors village and are filthy rich after winning the games, they have a training room in their basement. It's not nearly as fancy as anything from the Capital. In fact Quaritch built most of it himself. And if anyone asks Spider isn't allowed down there. The training room is just for mom and dad. The room is stocked with every weapon under the sun, so Spider would be well versed in any weapon that could be put into the games but yeah he'd prefer a bow over anything. I could also see him with a knife or a spear but I think an ax might be too brutal of a weapon for him.

I think Kiri would also go for a less brutal weapons, bow, knives, those sort of things but really I think she'd get by more like Peeta, and Rue. Making alliances, using the environment to her advantage (I'm thinking of the trackerjackers here, which even though Katniss was the one to cut down the nest it was Rue who gave her the idea) and basically just surviving since they said in the movie that most kids die from exposure, dehydration and starvation.

Also after watching the movie I realized they kinda couldn't just hide the entire time because the gamemakers would push them towards the action. I guess the scene with Katniss and Peeta in the cave just took up way more of memory then it did the actual film. So yeah let me revise hiding to being stealthy, camouflaging themselves to blend with their surroundings, setting traps for career tributes but never going after anyone that's not down with the child murder games. I could even see them setting out food and clean water for less capable tributes.

Bonus thoughts you didn't ask for but I forgot to put in my original post because I was insanely sleep deprived when I wrote it:

In my head like how Katniss was nicknamed the girl on fire, I thought of Paz being nicknamed the spider queen after her arachnid trap won her the games. The Capital is obsessed with the fact that she named her son Spider ( and as I write this I'm realizing she pretty much named her son after herself instead of Quaritch which I kinda love) and low key I bet all the kids would be mini celebrities.

I started watching Catching Fire and in that Haymitch says flat out that the show never ends. That each family would get dragged out every year, there lives constantly watched for entertainment. Which was kinda what I was thinking when I wrote about the quarter quell. The citizens of the Capital would have watched each of these families grown. They would have seen the parents grow from teenagers to adult, probably cheered for them as they had their kids and built "happy" lives (i remember in an explainer video that averaged capital citizens actually didn't like the 75th Hunger Games too much because they had such an attachment to the past victors. Now imagine that, plus you watched their kids grow up, and now you're probably going to watch those kids die. I imagine the emotions of the watchers would be at a fever pitch)

Anyway this was a really long winded way of getting to what I really wanted to say and that is that I had outfit ideas for Spider and Paz's chariot entrance in the quarter quell, lol. They wouldn't be dressed up like trees or lumber jakes like most tributes from district 7, they'd be decked out in opulent spider motifies. I imagine Paz with a spider web vail fixed to her long dark curls by a silver circlet that has one ruby teardrop that hangs in the middle of her forehead, blood red lips, sharp red nails, and a tight black dress. Spider is high key uncomfortable because he can see everyone lusting over his hot mom, and he matches her, like her little spider prince, with an off the shoulder spider web capelet, a spider shaped cravat with a ruby in the center, and fitted black suit (like world war 2 dress uniforms. I couldn't find a better name for it) his hair pulled back tight and tucked into his collar. He fucking hates it and so does his mom but they have to play nice for the cameras soo...

I'll probably get more ideas for this au as I keep watching the movies so if you like this au send me ideas! I've got some thoughts on how to go about an ending now (who gets captured, who dies (though I don't want anyone to die)) but I do want to actually watch Mockingjay so I can fully form these ideas.

[steddielations]

hello rue ily. re: that post you just reblogged, you're such an incredible writer and i think you're super cool. thank you for writing trouble looks good on you and opening my eyes to the beauty that is rue!steddie. i love them<3 so so much<3

cuips i’m?? i appreciate you so much your kindness always blows me away and it means so much coming from you!! 🫶🫶🫶

[nvirskies]

masterlist

v. garza:

fics/oneshots:

[wine glass] . [last one open]

[upcoming: unnamed collab]

blurbs/headcanons:

[chubby women] [back scar appreciation]

-&-

c. la rue:

fics/oneshots:

[it's getting hot in here | original post] . [sand | writing teaser ] . [till death do us part, and then some]

blurbs/headcanons:

[playing video games w/ her] [ruegard x sunshine reader]

-&-

miscellaneous:

blurbs/headcanons:

[children of hestia - pjo]

last updated june 16, ‘24

[thegoldencontracts]

100 Followers!

Hi! I've reached a hundred followers recently, and I know that it may seem minor to some people, but I'm very happy to see I've gotten this far, and thank you to anyone who followed me. I appreciate it, truly.

So, to celebrate, I'd like to try out a new way of writing fics!

You can interact with the characters. But, because I'm a fic-lover, this operates a bit different (not better, just in my own style of course!) in the way the RP works.

Before I continue any further, I know some of you may not be interested, and I don't want to end up annoying you due to dash clog! So, here's the tag to block if you don't want to see any of this - #100 follower special <3

If you are - or think you might be - interested, here's how it works.

You send in an ask addressing a character of your choosing. You can put in as much or as little content as you'd like! If you'd like to RP as an OC of yours, you can send any necessary context in the ask or just DM me. Same goes if you'd like me to make a small interaction involving an AU you have.

You can even RP as a canon character for either romantic or platonic ficlets with other characters! So, if you have a rare pair (hello fellow azurido lovers please hear me out), consider coming to me and giving me a chance for a little bit of extra content with them <3.

Of course, this isn't just for rare pairs - any ship can be done, provided it isn't unethical or illegal (no staff x student, no grim x anyone, etc).

After receiving your ask, I'll make a small ficlet where the character you're sending an ask to responds in whatever fashion you'd like! If you'd like to extend

Example (if my wording is awkward or hard:

If I want to send an ask involving my OC Cecaelia in my Part Of Your World AU, I can do something like this:

(OOC: This is my not-so-OC Cecaelia. She's actually Azul from the future who time travelled to stop the apocalypse. I'd like her to have a friendly, comedic interaction with Deuce. This takes place shortly after Deuce finds out chicken eggs in stores can't hatch eggs, from her POV.)

"Ah, Deuce. You still seem rather forlorn. Is this truly about those chicken eggs?"

And I'll Answer:

Deuce simply remained silent, a blank look on his face.

"The chickens..."

"They couldn't have been born," Azul said. As his hand hit his chest, eliciting a high level of pain, he couldn't help but rue his feminine form.

"I can't believe it," Deuce said, head in his hands. Azul quickly realized his current strategy wasn't going to work.

"I know," Azul said, before hastily pulling out a slice of tart Grim had foisted upon him. He still didn't understand why, considering the little monster's love for food. "Why don't you have a tart to drown your sorrows?"

Deuce looked at him wide-eyed.

"Really?"

Azul nodded.

"Thanks!"

And as Deuce munched on the tart, sorrows forgotten, Azul had to celebrate a job well done.

Of course, you definitely don't have to elaborate that much. This is just for if you want something really specific, because I can fulfill your requests better if I know what you want! Interactions will be available for any characters, and like I've said, have little to no limitations so long as you're not doing NSFW, Yandere, or a ship that's staff x student, anyone x grim, or the like. OCs, pairings you have, AUs,talk to Baby!Azul, the sky's the limit!

Also the fake interaction ask I made was a bit rushed, so I can assure you, the actual interactions will probably be better.

Last note: If you're feeling shy or confused on how to start, just rb this post asking for more context or clarification and I'll DM you to work out the details! Honestly, I'm just thankful if anyone decides to give this little event a chance, so I want to make it as easy and rewarding as possible!

[chrisevansonly]

This is a funny story but not so interesting so you can ignore it 🙃

I have been a harry styles fan for ages and I found out about Tumblr around 4 months ago and joined it and yours was the first page I found! I was like wow amazing she writes wonderfully ..at the time I was so neww that I didn't know you could follow someone or reblog something so I just read a couple of things and left it... recently i became a charles leclerc fan and again found your blog, i was like slay amazing she writes wonderfully and then i see your masterlist and i see harry styles im like "ariana what are you doing here" and then i see all these fics i have already read in my head im like "rue when was this?" I go to see the admins name and YOUR NAME IS ACTUALLY RUE....I STILL LAUGH ABOUT IT😂

Okthankyoubyeee

HAHAHAHHAHA WHY DID THIS MAKE ME LAUGH SO HARD😭 i love that for you, thank you for reading all my little posts i appreciate it so much🤣❤️

[ultrone]

The Jackie fix is so fucking good. It A) reminded me of the last good thing Sam Levinson ever created besides Rue’s special episode. B) you did such a great job of incorporating Jackie into this fic with all the little things. I.E. “I just had a brainstorm.” C) The angst is so damn good and heart wrenching. Every time you post I am always amazed with your talent.

-the person who requested Spider-Lottie and Black Cat Nat

thank u so much 😭😭 i actually felt kinda insecure after posting it cuz i thought it wasn’t that good, but it was prolly cuz i stayed up until 7am writing it and i was very sleepy lmaoooo, but seeing this ask made me feel v happy the next day when i woke up 😁 so thank u so much i rly appreciate it 💞💞

also i think jackie is the only person i’ve seen say “i just had a brainstorm” 😭 so i had to add that in LMAOO i’m glad someone noticed 🤭