#....There is no way I'm making it in time for this road trip. damn girl

[lemon-3ds]

Losing my shit trying to download videos on YouTube but the mobile app is absolute shit and refuses to work for my playlists for no reason. Anyways good morning guys

[memphisflash]

𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐍𝐨𝐰

⊱ word count: 3,9K

⊱ warnings: dead dove do not eat!, stepbrother!elvis, stepsister!reader, reader hates elvis but honestly... not really, reader is a virgin but not completely clueless, ages are not mentioned but i figured reader is somewhere around 17/18 and elvis 21/22ish, very dom!elvis, non-con/dubious consent, strong language, pwp, smut; semi-public, unprotected sex, fingering, oral (m. receiving), forced deep throating, first time penetration, reader bleeding on elvis as he breaks her hymen, he pretty much splits her open OKAY, creampie, crying during sex. MDNI!!!

⊱ authors note: it's kinda short bc i wrote it in like an hour- i was too excited, lol. proof read it once bc the more i read it, the more i hate it, ANYWAYSSS. i probably missed a few triggers here or there, so if i did, let me know! my first darker fic, but knowing how much y'all love the feral stuff, i'm sure it's considered tame to some. ha! anyways hope y'all like, and don't forget to interact- i love reading what you guys think!! <333

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If there was one person you hated the most in the world, it had to be Elvis Presley.

You didn’t even have a good reason for it, you just did. Couldn’t stand the sight of him – that stupid crooked grin that tugged at his lips, which looked way too soft by the way, and had all your girlfriends swooning over. Those eyes that were oh so blue and able to turn a shade darker whenever he was moody. The way he knew how to push your buttons.

Every single time.

He was capable of making your blood crawl, getting you so annoyed and angry at some points where all you wanted to do was cry. You never did, though. Couldn’t let him catch you spilling tears over him because he’d never let you live it down.

Long story short: you cursed the day your mother married his father.

Vernon was a nice man and your mother genuinely seemed happy with Mr. Presley, which is what you still called him despite his protests. And you were a good girl, the perfect daughter – you weren’t going to get in between your mother and Elvis’ father just because you despised the Presley boy.

You were just going to bite your tongue and suck it up… even on this damn road trip that your mother and stepfather deemed the perfect opportunity for the family to bond.

You hated Route 66 for existing. Crossing eight states and three time zones on the backseat with Elvis? Your own personal hell.

“Stop hoggin’ the damn blanket.” Elvis hissed at you as he tugs on the fleece blanket you had draped over your body, while flipping through one of the dozen magazines you either brought from home or bought at the last gas station.

The sun had set a little while ago and you lost interest in the barely able to see view. The only thing you knew was that you were in Missouri, the second state. Six more to go.

“It’s my blanket. I told you to get yours out of the trunk.” You snap back at him, though keeping your voice low as you’d noticed your mother drifting off to sleep in the passenger seat in front of you.

Elvis rolls his eyes and tugs on the blanket a little harder, succeeding in stealing most of it and exposing your bare legs. Before you had the chance to protest, he was scooting a little closer and draping the fluffy blanket over the both of you.

“Where’s the fun in usin’ my own?” He smirks as he pulls it up so it was covering the both of you up until your shoulders, causing your magazine to crumble under the fabric. You scoffed in annoyance and glared at him, blue eyes holding a mischievous gleam in them as they looked up at you, your stepbrother having put his chin on your shoulder.

“Ugh, get off of me, Elvis.” You groaned softly, lifting your shoulder which forces him to pull back a little. You wanted to scoot away from, because why does his cologne smell so good?!, but you couldn’t. Trapped between the car door and his larger frame, you had absolutely nowhere to go.

And Elvis only intensified the sense of being trapped by sliding his arm around your waist under the blanket, pulling you in his side. Grin plastered on his face, he didn’t break eye contact once.

“I’m bored, sis.”

“I’m not your sister.”

“Yes, you are,” He whispers lowly as he grips onto your hip, squeezing it firmly as he leans in a little closer. “Our parents are married, remember? That makes me your brother. Older brother, in case ya forget.”

Your heart skipped a beat, breath hitching in your throat. You hated him, you hated him, you hated him… but then why did it feel so good to have him this close to you?

And oh so dangerous. So damn dangerous.

“Your father is r-right there, Elvis,” you whisper as your eyes shift to Vernon, who had his eyes on the dark road ahead, fingertips softly tapping on the steering wheel to the beat of the song that was softly playing on the radio.

Elvis chuckled softly, as if to say he didn’t care. And he didn’t. The blanket was covering the both of you completely and it was too dark inside the car to see what was going on. He knew for sure his father wouldn’t take his eyes off of the road.

“All the more reason to keep quiet.” He simply says and you didn’t expect his next move as he slips his hand in the pyjama shorts you’d put on in the toilet of the last gas stop. He didn’t waste any time, obviously eager to get his hands on you, as his hand had slipped right in your panties at the same time.

Maybe it was intentional, maybe it wasn’t. But it had you gasping softly, the magazine which had been clenching in your hands dropping to the floor.

“Elvis, n-no,” You grab his wrist when you feel his fingertips sliding down your slit, parting your lips for him so he could feel if you were wet or not.

You were, but definitely not enough to get fingered on the backseat of your parents’ car.

He pulls his hand out of your shorts and out from underneath the blanket, holding his fingers in front of your mouth. “Make ‘em wet.”

You look at him, eyes widening as your cheeks flush. Your eyes shift over to Vernon again, who wasn’t suspecting a thing, but your paranoia was growing. Shaking your head at the older male next to you, you keep your lips firmly shut.

“Lick my fingers or I’ll move this blanket away. Now, Y/N.”

It wasn’t a question, nor a suggestion. It sounded a god awful lot like an order.

Scared that he would actually follow up on his threat, you slowly part your lips as you look at him, a warmth spreading throughout your belly as you wrapped your lips around his digits and suck on them. He grins as he presses them against your tongue a little, before the wet muscle swirls around his fingers for a few seconds.

He’s quick to restract his fingers out of your mouth and move his hand under the blanket again, slipping into your shorts and panties once more. He raises an eyebrow as he glides his fingers down your slit, opening you up again and feeling you’d grown a little more wet.

The way his fingers were exploring you so shamelessly yet so sneakily in the enclosed space of the family car had your heart thumping wildly in your chest. Yet, you couldn’t stop yourself from growing wetter and wetter.

You were aware of how wrong this was, yet you did absolutely nothing to stop it. And neither did Elvis – if anything, he seems to be enjoying himself thoroughly.

“You like this?” He whispers as he looks at you, grinning smugly at the way you’re trying to keep your face neutral, lips pressed firmly into a thin line, brows slightly frowned. “Havin’ your brother feel you up in the backseat?”

You huff out a little sigh of air, trying to clamp your thighs together but every time he feels you’re doing it, he pinches your thigh until his other hand finds home on your left thigh, keeping your legs spread enough for his liking. “You’re n-not.. my.. b-brother..”

He laughs softly, making sure his father doesn’t hear it and tilts his head a little as he looks at you. Without warning, he slips his middle finger inside of your cunt, making you let out a quiet gasp. You clench around him instantly, and he smirks. “I think I am. Nah, I know I am and so do you, honey.”

Your eyes nearly roll back at the pet name and you truly hate yourself for being this weak. For liking this, having his finger push into you knuckle deep.

You couldn’t answer him as he started pumping his digit into you, movements still somewhat restricted because of your shorts. But that didn’t bother nor stop him for a second.

As if your body had a mind on its own, you were pulling your legs up a little, feet pressed against the edge of the seat. Clawing at his arm, not knowing if it was to get him to stop or to just have something to hold onto it. You didn’t know, didn’t know anything anymore as your brain was growing fuzzy.

You weren’t all that experienced when it came to sex – only ever having been felt up by a boy you liked during summer vacation last year and he didn’t exactly put it inside you.

Neither his finger, or his cock.

The only thing that’s ever been inside of you had been your own finger and even your own slender digit had been a stretch, not able to fit fully. You were a virgin and here you were, getting fingered by your brother. Stepbrother, you forcefully reminded yourself.

Your virginity was not something you were planning to tell Elvis about – he’d tease the hell out of you for it. At least, that’s what you thought he would do. Either way, you weren’t going to say anything.

His finger stretching you open wider than you’d experienced before was just something you were going to soldier yourself through.

“So goddamn tight,” Elvis grunted lowly next to you, allowing you to hide your face in his chest a little, making it seem as if you were catching up on some sleep. “Think ya can take ‘nother finger?”

No. Definitely not.

“Y-Yes..” You muffle in his chest, biting down on the fabric of his shirt as he shoves his ring finger inside of you as well, making your eyes roll back.

God, you couldn’t believe you were doing this. Allowing this to happen. If Vernon decided to look through the rearview mirror or your mother woke up, the both of you would be disowned.

Surely.

You didn’t have much time to worry about it though, because the slight sting of Elvis’ fingers stretching you out has you softly panting in his chest. You were clenching around him visciously so and it has him cursing under his breath.

Neither of you were paying attention to anything else, but as the car pulled up into a parking lot just as the sting was disappearing and you were relaxing a little more around Elvis’ fingers, the two of you were rudely interrupted by a neon light shining into the car as Vernon parked under it.

Elvis moves quick – pulling his fingers out of you and out of your clothing, he creates more space between the two of you and gives you most of the blanket to cover yourself with. He looks at you as he smirks, bringing his fingers to his mouth to suck your slick off of the digits, shooting you a wink as Vernon announces this is the motel they’d be staying at for the night.

If your cheeks weren’t flushed already, they deepened in shade even further and the image of him licking his fingers clean stayed imprinted on your brain as you got out of the car and your parents booked the rooms.

As if God was playing an awful joke on you, Vernon and your mother decided you and Elvis could share a hotel room together.

“To bond. I’m sick of you two fighting.”

Those had been your mother’s exact words – if only she knew what had happened between the two of you when she was sleeping in the passenger seat.

You should’ve known that being alone in a motel room with your stepbrother wasn’t going grant you the privilege of sleep.

Having never seen a cock in your life, other than from seeing it in pictures and getting a general description of it from your girlfriends, you had nothing to compare it to.

But the one that belonged to Elvis was pretty.

Big too, which scared the hell out of you, but you figured as long as you’d keep playing with it with your hands and mouth, he wouldn’t be in a rush to take things a step further.

Laying completely naked on your stomach in between Elvis’ legs, because he’d pretty much tore your clothes off of you as soon as the door closed behind you, your little jerk off session was interrupted by his own hand wrapping around his girth. He looks down at you with a little smirk on his face, guiding his tip across your lips.

You were nervous and turned on at the same time. Nervous because you were afraid you weren’t going to be good at this, but your lips parted nonetheless. Looking up at him, you liked seeing his reaction when your tongue hesitantly licked at the soft skin of his tip when he pulled his foreskin down – gasping softly, his eyes fluttering shut.

He keeps his hand wrapped around himself until you wrap your lips around his tip, frowning a little at the foreign taste of his precum on your tongue but you forced yourself to continue. You squeezed your eyes shut as you concetrated on the task of taking him in deeper, immediately gagging as he took his hand away and you felt his tip caressing the back of your throat.

As soon as you went to pull back, he placed a hand on the back of your head and looks down at you with a teasing, nearly mean, chuckle when he saw your eyes shooting open and widening. “Keep goin’, sis.”

You whine around his cock as his fingers tangle in your hair, keeping you right where you were, and your throat spasms frantically as he keeps you pushed down, not allowing you to move. Tears blurred your vision as they formed on your lash line, unable to stop yourself from gagging.

You couldn’t breathe.

He was choking you with his cock.

Panic settles in your chest and you place your hands on his thighs, trying to push yourself off and create distance, but his grip was stronger. And he wasn’t letting up.

“Breathe,” he cooes, his voice sounding sickeningly sweet but you didn’t miss the taunting tone in it. “Through y’er little nose. Breathe.”

You try to do as he says and he watches you struggle for a little while, the sight of tears rolling down your cheeks and your flushed cheeks making his cock twitch on your tongue. But he decides to go at least a little easy on you and tugs on your hair, pulling you off of his cock.

You immediately gasp desperately for air, a string of saliva connected from your tongue to his cock. You looked at him through the tears, your head tilted back because he was still tugging on your hair.

“Look at that, droolin’ all over my cock.” He smirks as he watches you lick your glistening, swollen lips.

You were even more wet than you were in the car. So damn wet. Rubbing your thighs together to create some kind of friction, you barely recognized yourself as you realised you were actually liking this.

“A-Again..”

“Again?” Elvis raises an eyebrow, letting out a laugh. You nodded, not caring about how eager you seemed.

He slowly lets go of your hair and with a shit eating grin on his face, he puts his arms under his head and gets comfortable against the pillows. “Be my guest.”

It was truly pathetic how fast you’d taken his cock back in your mouth, slobbering all over it like a bitch in heat. But you were so horny that you couldn’t get yourself to stop, even if you wanted to.

This time, you were deepthroating him on your own. Taking him in so deep that your nose was pressed into his pubes, cockhead assaulting the back of your throat. The whole time you practiced breathing through your nose but you failed at times because the way Elvis was grunting and groaning had you moaning around him, which forced you to have to pull up again to get in a breath of air.

Elvis wasn’t complaining. Far from it.

He had you right where he wanted to have you for the longest time now. The whole annoying brother act was just because he’d wanted to fuck the hell out of you from the second he laid eyes on you. The fact that you were his family now sure as hell wasn’t going to stop him.

Even though you were surprisingly enjoying yourself sucking him off, practicing your skills, Elvis had you pinned down on the bed before he’d cum down your throat. Something he did not want, because he was planning on filling you up in other ways.

Him sliding his cock through your folds, spreading your slick around and rubbing his tip against your clit had you moaning and whimpering – but as soon as you felt him lingering at your entrance, the nerves were flooding back.

Placing a hand on his chest, you tried to close your legs but it was impossible because he was right there in between them, preventing you from doing so. You widened your eyes as you shook your head, writhing underneath him a little, your untouched hole clenching nearly shut as he tries to push himself in.

“N-No, no, Elvis. ’S Not gonna fit..”

“It will.”

“It’s t-too b-big..”

“Jesus,” he huffs out, grabbing your wrist and peeling your hand off of his chest. He put both your hands above your head and trapped your wrists together with his hand, his other hand moving in between your bodies to guide himself back to your entrance. “I will make it fit. Now shut the fuck up and let me in.”

You try to free your hands out of his grip, but it’s useless. He’s too strong.

Tears form in your eyes all over again as you whimper, breathing erratically as he pushes the tip inside of you. Even that was already stretching you further open, and you're clenching so hard that you were pushing him out again.

Elvis groaned in annoyance, moody eyes shooting you a a warning glare. “Goddamnit, Y/N. Relax.”

“I can’t! I c-can’t!”

“Fine,” he growls as he places his hand on your hip, forcing you to keep still as he roughly pushes fully into you. “Then don’t.”

A sharp pain shot through your body, making you cry out in panic. Despite the fact that you were absolutely soaking, the stretch was unbearable.

“I’ve never.. I’m not.. Never have-“

“Never been fucked before? I know.” He growls deeply as he bottoms out, holding still. At least he was granting you that. “But you’ll like it, baby, believe me.”

You were naive. Stupid, even. Because even though you felt like he was painfully splitting you open right now, you truly did believe him.

It was going to feel better. It had to.

Still holding onto your hands because he didn’t quite trust you enough to know you wouldn’t push him off, he pulled back a little only to slam into you again. He growls a little louder as he feels more wetness engulfing him, slipping out of you and onto him.

As he looks down, he notices a little bit of blood on his cock when he pulls back again. He smirks as he sees you looking down too, his eyes meeting yours. “I popped y’er little cherry,” he hums as he leans his face closer to yours, lips ghosting along yours. “You know what that means, sis?”

Cheeks flushed in embarrassement for bleeding on him, you whimper softly as you stare into his eyes with your own teary ones, finding yourself chasing his lips, wanting to kiss him but he wasn’t giving it to you yet.

“You’re mine now.”

The way he whispers those words against your lips has you letting out a soft sob, crying as he kisses you feverishly.

He starts thrusting into you, hard enough for his balls to slap against your skin every time his hips snap forward, but not hard enough for him to cum yet. Because you were tight, so incredibly snug, he had to force himself to not fill you up prematurely.

He wanted to enjoy it for a little longer.

Letting go of your wrists and hip, he places his hand flat on either side of your head and breaks the kiss, looking down at you as he rams you into the mattress. The headboard was slamming against the wall, probably alerting your parents in the next room to what was happening but he was too far gone.

And so were you.

All you could think about was Elvis and how he was railing you into tomorrow, drunk on his cock.

The sting was still there, but the intensity was wearing off, making way for pleasure.

Pure, raw pleasure.

Heat overwhelmed you, an unfamiliar feeling coiling in the pit of your tummy and you knew enough of your friends’ stories that your orgasm was nearing.

“Elvis!” You moaned out loudly, your nails running down his back, clinging onto him. “I’m g-gonna cum!”

It felt strange saying those words, but your brain was too cloudy to think or worry about it.

“Fuck. Me too, baby,” he growls as he presses his forehead against yours, staring into your eyes. “Gonna fuckin’ fill you up until you feel it all the way in your tummy.”

You had no idea if that was even possible, but it sounded hot.

You wanted it.

Wanted all of him.

With your spread legs in the air, your toes curl as your nails dig into his shoulder blades. Your back arched and Elvis’ hips stuttered, both of you exploding at the same time.

You milked him for all he’s worth and he paints your insides white, thick strings of warm cum filling you up to the brim. A weird sensation spread throughout your stomach and you wondered if it was because of what he said.

He collapses on top of you with his face hiding in your neck, panting heavily against your skin. You could feel his cum spilling out of you as he pulls his softening cock out and you whimper, shivering underneath him because of your first orgasm you’ve just experienced.

“N-Need to p-pee.” You whisper in a shaky voice, trying to get your breathing back to normal.

He rolls off of you but instead of letting you get up, he wraps his arm around your waist and spoons you. His hand moves in between your legs, cupping your sensitive pussy. “No,” he simply tells you, grinning as he softly bites your shoulder, moving his other arm underneath your head and wrapping it around your throat without too much pressure, pressing your back against his chest firmly. “Keep it inside ‘f ya for a little longer. Don’t be ungrateful, baby.”

You squirm against him a little and gasp as he shoves two fingers inside of your cunt, pushing his cum deeper inside of you and keeping it there.

He was right. Spilling the load he’d worked so hard to release right away would be ungrateful… and that’s something that you weren’t.

You were a good girl, a good daughter.

And a perfect sister to fuck.

⊱ taglist: @notstefaniepresley @powerofelvis @peaceloveelvis @ccab @jkdaddy01 @atrophyingaphrodite @ladelinee

[monseulamourrr]

→ “a long road ahead.” || ahn yujin x reader fic.

— you set off on an approximate six-or-more-hour drive with your girlfriend and you come across your greatest enemy: boredom…

word count: 1.4k

tags: fluff, literally just yujin and yn being cute while on the road like stopppp, me when.

requested? : nope.

a/n: is anybody surprised that i'm already on my third yujin fic? no? yeah, me either... anyway this one's going to be kinda short since it's a pretty simple idea to begin with :] hope ya'll like it 🥺💕

yujin knew that as soon as you dropped your nintendo switch on your lap, you were bored as hell.

she was only able to take a few short glances in your direction from time to time since it was her turn on the wheel, but she could see it all in the little habits that you showed whenever you were weary. your eyes wandered, you couldn’t sit still, you weren’t sitting up straight like you usually did, and the most notable habit, you started talking with impatience evident in your voice.

your constant sighs along with your tiny mumbles and occasional grumbles were nothing short of adorable for yujin. especially with the way you got frustrated from playing animal crossing of all things. but having been your lover for years now, yujin knew all the things that would ease you and hopefully even cure your boredom.

she reaches for her phone and opens it, earning a ‘tsk’ from you.

“eyes on the road, miss.” you said, nudging your girlfriend’s arm.

“i got it, love. one sec.” yujin seamlessly switches to your favourite playlist and triumphantly smiles as she did so. you shook your head, not at all a fan of her recklessness. although you were happy that she thought of playing your favourite songs instead of the usual playlists for a trip like this.

a smile graces yujin’s face when she saw how you’ve relaxed on your seat, softly humming to the songs you love as you stared at the long road ahead.

“you don’t want to take a nap? it’ll be a while before we make a stop.” yujin said, eyes briefly switching from the gps and back onto the road. there were still three and a half hours of driving before the two of you reach your destination. even yujin thinks it might’ve been better if neither of you drove but instead, just flown to that other city.

“and who’s gonna keep you in check? surely not azzo.” you looked at yujin’s beloved puppy sitting on the backseat of the car. azzo was diligently decimating her chew toy. good girl!

“i promise i’ll only stay ten over the speed limit.” yujin says with a cheeky smile, earning a soft punch in the shoulder from you. you don’t fall asleep; it was impossible! yujin found every way to keep you up and alert either by randomly touching your face, taking your hand and kissing it, or simply just letting it rest on your lap. she probably knew, but you were so giddy. you couldn’t hide your smile, even when you turned your face away.

damn yujin. she will always make your heart jump.

if she wasn’t constantly touching you, yujin was singing. and when she was singing, she was a mess. head-banging, slamming her hands on the steering wheel, even honking out of nowhere. yujin didn’t care that she looked stupidly insane, she cared that it made you smile and laugh. although you did scold her when she swerved a bit after singing too passionately.

when you noticed that yujin had a pout on her face a few moments later, you knew only one thing could cheer her up. well, two things. food and kisses, mostly the food part. after giving azzo some treats, you proceeded on feeding yujin and yourself. she had insisted on bring some donuts for the ride, saying that she needed the sugar to keep herself awake. but you knew the silly thing just wanted some donuts.

“you picked all my favourites?” yujin asks. you hum in reply since your mouth was full. you don’t notice the loving look yujin gives you before she turns her head back towards the road. a small action from you, but one she appreciated beyond understanding.

“one could never go wrong with the excellence that is the strawberry flavour.” yujin says, licking her lips. you shook your head and wiped her mouth as best as you could before continuing one eating. yujin was much, much happier after getting fed and a much happier yujin was a much happier you of course!

eventually, and thankfully, you had to stop at a near-empty gas station for a bit of a break and to refill the tank. while yujin busied herself taking azzo out of the car to run around, you decided to stick with the car and fill it up. there were still a few hours of driving left, thinking about it made you groan out loud and roll your eyes. at least it was going to be your turn to drive though, it wouldn’t be too boring.

“babe, we should have lunch.” yujin says after you finished what you needed to do.

“wouldn’t that just keep us on the road for longer?” you asked, scratching your head.

“well, you need to relax! and we both know those donuts didn’t do too much for our stomach. come on, the restaurant’s open.” yujin nods her head to the eatery right next to the gas station—it was empty.

well, you couldn’t exactly say no to food, much less your girlfriend, so you ended up parking the car nearby and entering the eatery with yujin and azzo following close behind. you and yujin (and azzo) chose to sit in the booth on the farthest corner of the eatery, and you stared out of the window and into the empty road.

even if you miraculously teach your destination quicker than expected, there were still things needed to be done that would chip the day away fast. checking in at the hotel, dropping off all your things in your room, organizing the plans for your getaway, dinner, shopping, outfits—

“why’s mama so grumpy today, mommy?” yujin spoke with a ridiculous high-pitched voice. you turned your head and scoffed at the sight of her ‘talking’ with azzo.

“because mama’s got a lot on her mind! see that look in her eyes?” you were glaring at the snickering yujin. “she could summon a storm!” a hearty laugh leaves yujin’s mouth when you rolled your eyes. of course, you would never be upset at yujin and you knew that she was doing these seemingly annoying antics to cheer you up. you loved her a lot for that.

yujin lets azzo sit on her side of the booth before sitting beside you. she wraps an arm around your waist and pulls you close. automatically, you lay your head on her shoulder, sighing blissfully at the feeling of her warmth next to you. “let’s look in the bright side, okay? we finally have all the time in the world just for the two of us, and azzo. as soon as we reach the hotel, we can just have fun and do everything we’ve been wanting to do but couldn’t because of work. think about that, and suddenly, a few more hours of driving doesn’t sound so horrible, huh?”

as always, you could rely on yujin’s positivity to kickstart your own. you nodded, putting your hand on her thigh and squeezing it gently. “you’re right, yujin-ah,” you raised your head slightly, frowning. “sorry i’ve been real stingy this entire time.”

“nah, don’t worry about it,” yujin ruffles your hair and kisses your head, making you giggle and snuggle even closer to her. “i love you even if you’re feisty. and you know i love it when you are.” yujin winks at you, making you grimace and pinch her cheek.

“i love you too, idiot.”

you had a good time at that restaurant. you and yujin took turns feeding each other, discussed the details of your plans only to end up adding even more plans just to maximize your time and fun for as long as you can, and she even teased you about a gift she prepared beforehand which of course got you so curious that you asked her endless questions about it. surprisingly enough, yujin could control herself and managed to not spill a single clue about her gift. she said you simply had to wait and be patient like you always are.

(it was a promise ring. one she would give to you five days from now during a romantic candlelit dinner in a beachside restaurant.)

after eating, you, yujin, and azzo set off in your homey car once again. this time, however, you had a smile on your face! brought only by the cutest girlfriend that made the long drive a lot less boring and more fun, loud, and exciting.

[the-californicationist]

Good Fences (Fluffuary #16)

FEB16: Long Walk

Author's Note: Y'all, I'm sorry. I'm struggling today. Hope this is okay.

John’s teammates had all flown off to their respective final destinations, and you were alone once again. Since he would be on leave for a while, you decided it might be a good time to get away. So, he came up with the idea to take a trip up to the Catskills to camp and enjoy the cool spring weather. 

The drive up to the mountains was long, but it was beautiful. You and John talked about everything under the sun, and you shared a playlist together, singing loudly — and maybe a little off-key — in the car together. He held your hand when the roads were easy, and when you took off your hoodie to cool down for a bit, you caught him staring out of the corner of his eye. 

When you arrived at the campsite, he was an expert at putting together the tent. You helped when you could, and you started making some sandwiches for lunch. 

“Did you want to take a walk up to the cliff there? If I remember right, it’s a pretty amazing view,” you suggested. 

“Alright,” he smiled, “That sounds great, love. Lead the way.” 

With lunch finished and cleaned up, you secured the camp and headed for the viewpoint. The hike was extremely easy, and there were some parts of the trail that were wide enough for you to walk side by side, holding each other’s hands. 

The vantage point was deserted. You had expected crowds with the nice weather, but no one seemed to be camping in this area. It was wonderful to have it all to yourselves, and when you reached the top of the trail, the view did not disappoint. 

John sighed as he looked out over the cliffside,

“Stunning.”

“It really is. Thank you for coming with me, John,” you wrapped your arm around his waist and leaned into his side, relaxing into his broad body. 

“Mmm. You’ve been givin’ me bloody good views all day, haven’t you?” He commented.

You raised an eyebrow at him,

“What do you mean?”

“You know that shirt’s proper transparent, right?”

Your blood went cold, and you looked down at yourself. From your angle, it looked like a normal shirt, and even though you didn’t need to wear a bra with it due to its compression fabric, you thought it looked fine. You asked,

“What? Are you serious?”

Instead of responding, John smirked and turned you toward him, squaring your shoulders with his. Then, he took his fingers and began to gently rub your nipples through the shirt, finding them immediately without needing to guess. The slick fabric made his touch feel intense and it tingled across your flesh, making your body respond to him right away. Your nipples hardened into taut peaks, and he began to pluck at them cruelly, making you writhe beneath his hands. 

“Serious. I can see damn near everything, love. Not that I’m complainin’,” he grinned and leaned down to kiss your neck. 

“Oh, God,” you whispered, your mind going blank as your pleasure took over. 

“Don’t worry, darlin’,” he whispered back, “There’s no one around.”

“John,” you were nervous, “What if… mmf… what if someone comes?”

“They won’t,” he chuckled, dragging his hands up underneath your shirt, cupping your bare breasts in his hands, warm and greedy. 

He began to squeeze them softly, massaging your flesh and heating your skin, kissing your neck all the while. You were nearly trembling from his affection. The fact that he was touching you like this in a very public place — even if it was deserted — was making you feel wild and unruly. 

“Such a pretty girl,” he praised you in your ear, nearly growling in the dark gravel of his voice, “Perfect fuckin’ tits. So soft. Sensitive, hm?”

He pinched your hard nipple, increasing the sensations he was already sending to you, and you gasped.

John laughed quietly to himself, enjoying your reactions to his efforts. He smiled and said, 

“You wanna feel what you do to me, love?”

He took your hand and placed it over the crotch of his jeans, and you were shocked to find him fully erect, his cock standing flush and upright, the swollen head of his length threatening to peek out over his beltline.

“John,” you whined, “Take me back to camp, please…”

“Better be quick, pretty girl. Double time.”

You giggled, wriggling out of his hands and heading back down the hill at a quick clip, and he moved to chase you, pinching your ass as he caught up. Luckily, you made it back to the tent without running into any other campers, but you made a mental note not to trust that shirt again.

[carlossainzwho]

get him back!

carlos sainz x ex!reader

warnings: not proof-read and swearing

part one | part two | part three | part four below!

now, y/n doesn't care about him anymore

i met a guy in the summer and I left him in the spring, he argued with me about everything, he had an ego and a temper and a wandering eye, he said he's six-foot-two and I'm like: dude, nice try!

she met him in summer, sun shining

left him in the spring, rain pouring

he wouldn't shut his mouth

about all the other girls he could have

such a big red flag,

lied about his height

and a lot more stuff than y/n liked

but in the end

who gives a shit?

but he was so much fun and he had such weird friends and he would take us out to parties and the night would never end another song, another club, another bar, another dance and when he said something wrong, he'd just fly me to france!

but the night outs with him were so damn fun

his stupid friends with their drunk asses

one party after another

and never-ending nights

one party after another

'feeling down, y/n?'

next destination, monaco!

so i miss him some nights when i'm feeling depressed till i remember every time he made a pass on my friend do i love him? Do i hate him? i guess it's up and down if i had to choose, i would say right now,

and so y/n missed those nights

where things would lead to the bed,

but all those times he slept with her friends

could not leave her head

did she really love him?

or hate him?

well...

i wanna get him back i wanna make him really jealous, wanna make him feel bad oh, i wanna get him back 'cause then again i really miss him and it makes me real sad oh, i want sweet revenge and i want him again i want to get him back, back, back

she wanted vengeance

she wanted to kiss his friends, make him feel sorry

but also

she wanted him for herself

she missed him so damn much

she wanted revenge, she wanted his love

she wanted to get

him

back!

so i write him all these letters, then i throw them in the trash 'cause i miss the way he kisses and the way he made me laugh yeah, i pour my little heart out, but as i'm hitting 'send' i picture all the faces of my disappointed friends

'hi carlos'

'how are you?'

'hi bab- oh wait-

you're not my babe anymore'

but i want you so bad

i need you to kiss me and make me laugh

tell me the jokes you tell to her

i want you

come over

here's my address

but oh

goddamn it, y/n

he's not worth anything

your friends will be so disappointed in you

because everyone knew all of the shit that he'd do he said i was the only girl, but that just wasn't the truth and when i told him how he hurt me, he'd tell me i was tripping but i am my father's daughter, so maybe i could fix him!

it was no surprise

that he left y/n

everyone knew he was a son of a bitch

he went with other girls and told her she was the only one

y/n tried so hard

to fix it all, tell him how he'd hurt her

but she was her father's daughter

and her father was no coward

y/n vowed to show carlos what he was missing

oh, i wanna key his car i wanna make him lunch i wanna break his heart stitch it right back up i wanna kiss his face, with an uppercut i wanna meet his mum, and tell her her son sucks, yeah!

f1 car or road car, she wanted to destroy it, destroy him

but y/n wanted to make him lunch, tell him how much she loved him

she wanted to make him jealous, break his heart

but she wanted to be the one

to mend it for him

she wanted to kiss his handsome face

with an uppercut

she wanted to meet his mum

and tell her

how her son is

a

liar

reyesvdec <;/3

monday, 23rd march

hi reyes, can you ask carlos where he is? he won't answer my calls.

Hello love, of course!

He's out with some friends, he'll be back later!

ok!

thursday, 25th march

reyes, where is carlos?

reyes, i think he's with someone else

what do i do?

reyes, please

please?

today, 3:54 am

i hate your son, reyes

delivered

AHH i love the little text messages in the end, idk why i liked writing that so much?? also i think this might be the last part but i'll defo write some more carlos and oscar fics if you're up for it!!

what can i say, thank you so damn much for reading my fics, it means the world to me <3

[beansmack2021]

She's Yours Now (Pt. 2)

Platonic!Teen!Reader x Hazbin Crew

TW: Mentions of abuse, death, murder, Reader is lowkey kind of op lol, mentions of drugs

Charlie wasn't really sure who she'd expected to see when her father sent her straight into the heart of Pride. She just knew that Lucifer himself didn't believe that this new soul deserved to be damned to Hell for eternity. Or until the next extermination, if she was one of the unlucky casualties.

She tried not to think too hard about the fates of many of her people. She'd start seething soon enough, and then she'd be practically useless on their trip to find their newest arrival. Still, she couldn't help the sensation of her blood boiling when she pictured the masked angel exorcists.

"Char, breathe. You're crushing my hand."

She snapped out of it pretty quickly. "Sorry, Vaggie. I'm just... I'm thinking about the extermination. We don't have much time, and I mean, we have plenty of people who don't even deserve to be here, but they're going to die again. This new arrival is apparently the perfect example. My dad doesn't even think she should be here."

Charlie personally didn't believe any sinner deserved the punishment that Heaven had dealt them. The whole point of her hotel was to make the people of Hell see the light and bring them to their utopia. It hurt to know that even if every other soul in Hell left, she'd never be able to, but she also knew that her life's mission was to help others.

She took a deep breath, the sulfuric smell and red haze of Hell reminding her that she couldn't just wallow, and she definitely couldn't rage. She, Angel Dust, and Vaggie had been walking for what felt like hours. They'd passed plenty of bloodied up sinners, a few shaking each other down for some baggies of white powder, but still didn't notice anyone out of the ordinary.

That was until they heard a crashing sound in the alley to their right. Vaggie readied her spear, leading the way quietly down the alley. They heard another rustling sound and Vaggie quickly pointed her spear at the source of the sound.

Charlie put her hand out in front of Vaggie to lower her spear, taking in the girl before them. She was small, definitely younger, and terrified. She had doe-like features, like fluffy ears, a snout, white freckles, and big eyes. Her hair was dark and curly, and she had curtain like bangs. She definitely didn't look like she belonged there. They found their new arrival. She sniffed once, eyes wide as she stared at them.

"Please. Don't hurt me." The young doe was practically whispering.

"Oh! We're not going to hurt you! We're here to help." Charlie crouched down, offering the girl a warm smile. "I'm Charlie Morningstar. I run the Happy Hotel here. Our mission is to redeem as many sinners as possible so that they may make it to Heaven someday."

The girl looked at the ground in front of her, thinking to herself for a moment. "So... this really is Hell, huh?"

Charlie nodded once, trying to maintain her composure. She really just wanted to hug the young doe, but she knew that that was probably the one thing the girl wanted the least.

"I know why I'm here. I know I did a bad thing. I just didn't realize the one bad thing could outway so much good. Especially since I did a bad thing for a good reason. I was trying to make sure nothing happened to anyone else, the way it happened to me." She put her head in her hands, laughing once, but it wasn't a happy laugh. She was in shock.

Charlie reached out a hand, trying to comfort the girl, but it was almost like she sensed the movement in the air. She flinched, grabbing onto the wall behind her and the trashcan beside her. She pulled herself up and took off down the road.

"No! Come back! We're just here to help!"

Vaggie met Charlie at the end of the alley, putting a hand on her shoulder. The same gesture that had the doe-ish girl running for the hills. A gesture that was supposed to be comforting and instead scared her more.

"Uhhhh... toots, you're gonna wanna see this."

Angel Dust stood staring at something on the ground where the girl had once been. Charlie gasped as she took in the sight before her.

"Did she do this?" Vaggie mumbled.

"This" was... definitely a sight.

The trash can was no longer in its original state. There was a gaping hole, with ashy edges. The wall wasn't looking much better. The small girl, who seemed so terrified and helpless, had disintegrated the bricks and metal that had surrounded her.

Charlie looked at Vaggie. "We need to find her. Before someone gets hurt."

[ninigummysmile]

𝐓𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐥 𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐲 - 𝐉𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐨

Summary: Your girlfriend needs to stop the car to relieve some of the desire she’s feeling for you

Jisoo x Fem!Reader

Category: Smut

Warning: This story contains +18 content. It is not the responsibility of the author if minors read it.

Important: English is not my first language so, please, forgive me if there are any mistakes

Words: 1.257

Early in the morning the sun shines brightly, giving you the certainty that your family's country house will be great for hiking and entering the lake, which normally has very cold water.

You've taken this road trip many times before, but it's your first time with your girlfriend. Since you were a little girl, you memorized some parts of the landscape and every time you do the route, you check to see if everything is still the same despite the several years that have passed.

When you and Jisoo go on car trips to nearby cities, you already have a road map that you like to follow. You go from the drive-thru to breakfast in the car as you watch the sun get higher and higher as the hours pass, put on your travel playlist (something that when you first went traveling, Jisoo insisted that you make a special playlist to cheer yourself up in the car until you reach your destination), you make small talk and many times you take a nap, even though you say you're going to keep your girlfriend company.

At the moment you just enjoy the traffic-free road, you hum along with the background music as you wait for the next question she's going to ask you.

“Okay, what about that dice game?” you have the intimacy to talk about anything and even if in the beginning you were shy of some subjects, nowadays it is something very natural.

“What dice game?” you have an idea what she's talking about, but you need to make sure it's what you’re thinking.

“The one where you have two dice. One for a body part and one for an action”

“Like, kiss on the boobs?”

“Yeah, like that” she laughs at your example.

“You want to buy? I’ve heard of it, I think it would be cool if we tried it”

“Do you think you would be able to come just from that?”

“I don't know” you shrug. “But I'm sure it must be pretty exciting. Better than the last card game we bought”

“Hey, don't talk like it's my fault” she defends herself. “You were the one who insisted we buy and didn’t have the patience to follow the rules”

“It's because it was too complex! An erotic card game shouldn't have so many rules, the only objective is to feel pleasure and the only thing I wanted to do was lie down and sleep” you laugh.

“Alright” the subject seems closed all of a sudden, until her words escape her mouth without a second thought. “Now I need to buy these damn dice because the image of us playing while you're in that red lingerie won't get out of my head”

“The red one, your favorite… I even think it's the one I'm wearing right now” you smirk.

“Don't do that, baby” she swallows a moan. “I need to focus on the road”

“I didn't do anything, you're the one who gets wet with your own dirty thoughts”

“Because you are the one who induces these thoughts” she replies, taking one of her hands off the steering wheel and placing it on your thigh.

“No way, both hands on the wheel, Jisoo”

“I'm multitasking, I can drive and touch you at the same time” her eyes don't leave the road.

“What kind of touch do you mean?”

“And I'm the one with dirty thoughts, huh?”

“Always with the answer on the tip of the tongue” you mutter and roll your eyes.

“Unbutton your shorts for me, love”

“Are you serious?”

“I will stop at the next exit, but until then I need to prepare you”

“Fuck” your curse is camouflaged by the buttons and the material sliding down your legs.

“Don't take your panties off,” she warns. “Like I said, the red one is my favorite”

She moves her hands up as she massages your thigh and tucks the lacy fabric to the side.

“Hmm” the sound comes from the back of her throat as she feels your wetness.

She collects your discharge to lubricate your clit and makes small circles on it. You sigh and spread your legs to give her more space.

Her finger teases your entrance and enters you at once, she groans low in surprise at the ease with which you swallowed her.

She likes to take her time appreciating every detail of you, whereas you're impatient and like to feel overwhelmed with pleasure and this leads you to move your hips in search of more friction. The second finger is added and your loud moans begin to mix with the music that plays low on the radio.

One of your hands grips the seat belt as if your life depended on it and an avalanche of intense pleasure rushes through you. When you open your eyes, the car pulls to a stop on a small dirt road and is parked near a thicket.

“Back seat, my love” she instructs as she wipes her fingers with her mouth.

With wobbly legs, you take off your seat belt and sit in the back seat, while she sits next to you, you remove your blouse and panties, wanting to give her the satisfaction of your breasts covered by the red material.

She takes off all her clothes and pulls out a double dildo from a backpack that's on the floor in the backseat.

She lays down with her back on one of the doors and you do the same on the other. Lubricating one end in her wetness, she inserts it and is momentarily gasped for breath.

“Come here, angel. Let me help you” she calls you with her voice full of desire and slowly inserts the other end inside you.

You stand still to enjoy the feeling of the dildo tearing you apart from the inside. She moves her hips and moans escape your mouths.

With her head thrown back, she grabs her breasts and says “Baby, I need you to move too. Your pussy is so tight that the fucking fake dick barely moves inside you”

You whimper aloud as much from the pleasure as from Jisoo's uttered words, you know it won't last long and you'll come again quickly.

Your girlfriend pulls you closer and you practically scream when you feel the material seem to touch your stomach. You're lost, dizzy in the oncoming climax, but you can hear her ask between moans “Are you going to come with me?” you nod fervently. “Yeah?” you nod again “So rub that pretty clit of yours for me” she begs doing the same to her own sex.

You are a mess. Sweat pouring from your foreheads, moans being screamed inside the hot car and liquid oozing from both sides of the dildo as you come together, moaning each other's name incessantly.

Your heartbeat finally slows and you hiss as she takes the dildo out of you.

“We better go because we have at least an hour to get there”

“I don't know if I'm able to drive with my legs now, they feel like Jello” she notes with a smile.

“Take your time, love” you kiss her temple. “In the meantime, I'm going to get ready for my nap, enjoy that you made me tired” you laugh in her face and put your clothes back on.

“You're lucky that I love you” she says even though she knew before leaving home that you were going to sleep whether you were tired or not, breaking the promise to keep her company.

[chaoticgeminate]

It's You

Pairing: Marcus Moreno x f!Reader

Rating: G

Word Count: 710

Summary: Just a meet cute with super dad

Traffic was the worst.

Returning from a work trip this late at night was more for your own mental health than necessity, you had to disconnect from work and escaping the hotel early was the best way to do it. But this was just plain awful, you had jumped onto a back road to avoid this exact scenario, it seemed you weren't the only one who wanted to avoid the holiday traffic on the highway.

The night air was filled with cicada and cricket song, the puff and rumble of cars and trucks, and the low cacophony of everyone's music melding into one sound. You huffed lightly behind the silver sedan in front of you, watching as a tiny hand emerged from the window to make a shadow puppet on the back of the 18 wheeler ahead and smiled.

The kid was probably even more bored than you were if they were resorting to shadow puppets.

Casually you reached out and matched her little dog face with a snake, since you wanted to avoid using both hands, and the shrill laugh of delight from ahead cut through the boredom as a larger -masculine- hand formed an even larger canine puppet that was protecting the smaller one.

In the glow of your headlights you smiled as the girl turned around in her seat to wave at you, the gesture returned outside of the window so she wasn't blinded trying to see through the lights, and you almost rejoiced when the traffic began to move. You shifted to the right to make a turn onto a different back road and noticed the silver car slowing just a hair.

As you turned off the road you glanced in time to see a man, a handsome man, wave at you along with his teenage daughter. You returned the gesture and focused back on the road, glad for the night being dark enough to hide the warmth on your face. You weren't one to call yourself desperate but the attention of a handsome man making you fluster this bad, a man with a daughter -and likely a wife- on top of it, should not have gotten you this bad.

“Ugh, I just need to get this out of my system.”

♡♡♡♡

Being set up for a blind date was not what he meant when he told Miracle Guy he wanted to be paid back for covering his patrol, the blond hero had taken Marcus’ advice and finally agreed to go to couple’s counseling to repair his struggling marriage. But this? Being set up with one of Heather's friends?

It was a damn shame but Marcus had hoped to run into someone else meandering around the city. But life wasn't some romance novel, and New York was a big state, he doubted he'd ever see that woman again.

Who was she? He could only believe she was kind, fun loving, if she decided to play -even briefly- with Missy. It had already been a week and his urge to see if his dash cam picked up that woman's license plate number had not disappeared at all.

He fiddled with the bouquet of flowers he brought with him, choosing one was tricky since he didn't want to being roses or carnations, it was a bit traditionalist but Marcus hadn't wanted to appear rude to his surprise date either. He picked mums and hoped she liked them, to avoid flowers with a romantic meaning.

The event was casual, an outdoor art exhibit, so he opted for a pair of black jeans with a gray plaid short sleeve, choosing to brush his hair back instead of slicking it to the sides like he did for work, and Marcus was glad he went for the glasses instead of contacts. A blend of super hero Moreno and causal dad Marcus.

“Sorry I'm late, I couldn't find the flats I keep in my car. Heather didn't tell me I'd be walking around.”

He turned toward his date and froze, her shy smile was tinged with embarrassment, and then her eyes widened slightly. His mouth moved before he could stop it, blurting out the first thing that came to mind, and so did she.

“It's you!”

“You're the one from the silver car!”

[nailbatss]

California, Show Your Teeth

This is one of my entries for @harringrovesummerbingo !! I'm hoping to post on A03 sometime too!

Square & Prompt: C1 - Alpha!Steve visiting California beaches to get an eyeful of California omegas

Rating: SFW but alludes to spice

Word Count: 1.5k

Major Tags: a/b/o dynamics, Alpha!Steve, Omega!Billy, swearing, alludes to sexual content, Billy is slightly ooc

Summary: Alpha!Steve has spent too long with the same omegas from Hawkins. He wants to try something new for a change. He hops in his car and drives to California for a beach trip. Somehow, a new omega catches his eye (and maybe his heart).

Steve was sick of the same old same old. What does one do in a situation like this, you may ask? 

He packs his stuff and heads out west. That’s what he does. 

Pedal to the floor, nothing but open roads ahead and the wind in his hair. Tapping his hands on the steering wheel, Steve hummed along to his tape blaring through his car. He was going to see what California had to offer one way or another.

How did he choose California? Simple.

It was far enough away for a better chance.

Now, Steve wasn’t like other knot-headed alphas. He was respectful, kind-hearted, and he had amazing instincts when it came to pups. He was especially the kind that the kids called “babysitter” since he looked after them like they were his own. Being in a position like that makes a guy really crave something he didn’t have. 

And he wasn’t getting any younger.

Hours on the open road will give you a chance to think, especially when he had enough time to think about what he wanted. He wanted to settle down someday, have a family, but he wouldn’t stay stationary in a town that hated him. He would want to travel around, not stay in the same place too long.

That sounded like the life for Steve Harrington.

~*~

The sun was intense as he stepped onto the beach. Steve’s eyes trailed along the shoreline, catching a glimpse of the white sand and the crystal clear water. California was pretty, but he wasn’t just trying to look at the scenery. 

Hearing a fit of giggles, Steve turned his attention to a group of girls as they looked at the magazine in front of them. ‘Alpha’s Digest’ the cover reads. What a tacky magazine. He scoffed.

If only he could forget about his mother’s collection of them in the foyer that nobody used anymore. Every month they got delivered and she’d shove them in a box in the front room so his father didn’t find out.

Steve shuddered at the thought.

“Alright, shitbird, you and your friends need to go on.” A voice barked.

That’s when his heart stopped.

Standing around 5’10”, the blonde, curly-haired man was standing with his arms crossed. A skull smoking was inked on his right bicep, appearing to be the only mark on his arm. That’s when he removed his sunglasses to glare at the girl in question, a smaller red-haired girl who was glaring back at him in a challenge almost.

They argued for a few more minutes until the girl caught him staring.

“Oi, you got a problem?”

The blonde snapped and raised his brow, approaching Steve with a blazing glare. 

“You should be staring elsewhere, pretty boy. She’s too young for you.”

“O-Oh, sorry, I wasn’t trying to stare!” Steve defended and held his hands up in defense.

Judging by the stance, and the scent patch on the blonde’s neck, he was an omega. Makes sense as to why he was so protective over the younger girl. Could be his sister or something, Steve reckons. 

“Then what’s your problem?”

“Shit,” Steve paused, “I’m new here. Just checking out the sights… and the beach.” He reasoned. 

The blonde was giving him an updown, taking him in and tilting his head.

“Makes sense as to why you’re so damn pale. You stick out like a sore thumb.” Oh, he’s sassy too, Steve notes. He likes this fiery omega already.

“So um, you wanna help a guy out? Give me a tour or something?” Steve replied weakly.

The omega in question snorts, “Aren’t you forward? Interesting.” He took out a toothpick from his shorts pocket, making him wonder how long he had been keeping those there. “Well? Gonna tell me your name, pretty boy?”

“Steve, Steve Harrington.”

The blonde smirked, “Billy, Billy Hargrove.” He mimicked him. “Damn, you’re pretty for an alpha.”

“How’d you clock me as an alpha?” 

“You’re not trying to jump in my pants like the other alphas ‘round here. I noticed you noticed my patch too. I’m not blind.”

“Oh, sorry.”

“And respectful? Shit, keep talkin and I’ll keep you around. Not used to that at all.”

Billy held out his hand for Steve, confusing the alpha at first.

“Give me your phone, I’ll give you my number. You’re lucky you’re cute.”

Steve scrambled to grab his phone and unlock it, handing it to the blonde as he typed away. Looking closer at the omega, Steve realized that he has freckles under his sunglasses. It was really cute. 

“There. Better call me.” He winked and walked away. “I’ll be free around 6.” He called over his shoulder, giving Steve a full view of his perky and round ass.

God knows that he was going to have to head to his hotel to think.

And get his inner alpha to calm down.

~*~

‘Hey, this is Steve!’

‘Yeah, I know. You don’t listen to instructions very well, do you?’

‘I’m sorry?’

‘I said to call me, but this works too.’

‘Shit, sorry.’

‘It’s all good. I like when you apologize. It’s cute.’

‘So, are you free to show me around?’

‘What’s in it for me?’

‘I could get you dinner, your choice of place.’

‘Anywhere? Shit, you sure about that?’

‘You would know best, wouldn’t you?’

‘Suppose I would. Alright, meet me here at 7. Don’t be late, pretty boy ;)’

[location received]

Looks like he had a date to get ready for.

~*~

Dinner that night went swimmingly. He was able to spend some time getting to know the spitfire that was Billy Hargrove.

“My dad’s a piece of shit, my mom’s dead, and I have a new stepmom and stepsister. That’s who you saw me talking to earlier.” Billy said after taking another bite of pasta.

Steve nodded, taking a sip of the wine he ordered for them to enjoy.

“You’re different for an alpha, I don’t understand you.” Billy pointed out.

That certainly caught Steve off guard. “What do you mean?”

“I mean, we’ve been enjoying dinner and you haven’t tried to flirt with me, try to say some nasty shit, and then wine and dine me? I don’t understand.”

“Because I understand that you’re not an object.” Steve started to answer, making Billy’s eyes widen. “You’re a person and you deserve to be thought of as such.” He met his gaze so he knew he was serious when saying this.

“I’m not going to treat you like other alphas will. When I say shit, I mean it.”

They were both quiet again after that had been said. It felt like electricity crackling through the air; the pair could feel it. Whatever was brewing between them, it could only be contained for a little while longer.

Needless to say, dinner came to a close and the bill was paid in a hurry.

When they got in the car, the emotions were running high. And the hormones even higher.

~*~

Slamming against the door, Steve laughed as he pulled his shirt off, tossing it aside. “Alright, alright, easy.” He laughed before lips were on his again.

“You kept me waiting too long, pretty boy. Wanna see what’s under here.” The omega muttered as hands were wandering, feeling his body and setting his inner alpha off. 

‘Omega likes us. Keep going, make him feel amazing.’

Steve pulled him closer and smirked, shutting the door behind him with the ‘Do Not Disturb’ sign swinging sideways. Oh yeah, he was going to enjoy this.

After the tangling of limbs and such, Billy was laying on his chest and he looked at Steve.

“Look, I don’t do this, okay?”

“This as in…?”

“Casual dates, then sex. It’s not something I normally do.”

“Well, I don’t either. Not usually anyway.”

They were both quiet for a moment. 

“Do you want it to mean something?” Steve asked him quietly.

“...Yeah.”

“Then it’ll mean something if you’ll have me?”

“Like?”

“Do you want to go on another date?”

“Are you skipping town anytime soon?” Billy fired back and looked up at him.

“I thought about it.” Steve answered honestly.

“Oh.” The omega’s usually beachy scent turned stormy. “I see.”

Sensing his mistake, the brunette tipped his chin back up to face him, “But I’m not. I’ve got nothing waiting back there for me. Here, I have you.” He pressed a kiss between his eyebrows. “I’m here for you.”

Those stormy blues once again turned a brighter crystal color, “Good. Don’t want you to go. Not when I just got you.”

“Then I’m yours, baby.” Steve smiled and their lips met once more.

“You’re mine.” Billy answered. “And I’m yours.”

Steve couldn’t agree more. California had really been amazing to him; he was never going to turn back.

[ebonysplendor]

Where Winter Crows Go Review ❄️🐦‍⬛

TL;DR: Chaga mushrooms ain't the only thing that Crowe be foraging, but this time he doesn't want to share the spoils with the squad for research purposes.

Game Link: https://prikarin.itch.io/where-winter-crows-go

Notable Features: Gender Neutral MC, Optional Reader-Insert with choice of pronouns, Yandere LI, 17+ Spiciness: 1/5 -- It gets a little flirty, but it's sweet and innocent LI Red Flags: 3/5 -- Manipulative, little hands on, has a temper

Want to know more? Well, let's get into it!

Okay, so, the full release finally came, and ya girl was SO excited! The demo was very promising, but I needed a little more convincing. That being said, this wasn't by any means one of the one's that I was the most ecstatic about, but I was still excited enough about it to check back occasionally for the full release. I just so happened to get lucky recently and saw that it had actually dropped back in November. So, I was late, but not embarrassingly so. Now, this review on the other hand... But listen! I just recently decided to take the plunge and start making reviews, so mind ya business lol.

Anyways, this isn't about me and my tardiness, this is about this pleasant little game that really went for it in the full version, and boi, did they go for it!

I'd classify this as one of those "slow burn" visual novels, simply because it's not obvious that our LI is a lil' psycho off the rip, and there's nothing too unsettling from the jump aside from getting caught in a blizzard. Actually, since we're on the topic, the LI -- his name is Crowe Lynn, by the way -- is actually pretty damn hospitable, and he's a full blown scientist. The most shocking part is, he isn't even doing anything sketchy! for the most part. He is deadass living in the middle of nowhere for research purposes and is writing books to know why nature is...well, naturing, for lack of better wording.

That being said, I think the intro is long enough, and I'm really excited to tell you more about this game, because you guys have got to play this whenever you get the chance! As always, I'm going to tell you as much as possible about the game without ruining the game itself.

So, boom. We're -- or Aspen, should you decide to play through their eyes, but I prefer self-insert -- going on a trip in our favorite run down car to get to some town where there is supposed to be this really nice place to let off some steam via skiing. Trust me, we did research on this; we know what we're talking about. Anyways, while driving, we start noticing how we've been on this same road for a long time, and yet, we haven't seen anybody for an equally long time.

Run down car? Long road? No one for miles? You already know what's about to happen.

Yep, you guessed it, we get a flat, and as you've also probably guessed, we have no spare tire, but bear with me! The game isn't this predictable, I swear! You've gotta understand that it can just be a little hard to get away from certain tropes, and let's be real, they kind've have to happen for plot purposes. I mean, think about if we actually had a tire in the trunk. We would've been outtie, we would've had a great trip, and there would've been no game lol. Sometimes, you just gotta cut the devs some slack.

Anywho, so yeah, flat tire and no spare. Naturally, we hike it to try to find some help, but the weather kind've picks up, and the clothes that we have, while appropriate for the cold, aren't adequate enough for a full blown blizzard. No worries though, because guess who comes to the rescue? This guy!

Everybody, this is Crowe. Crowe, this is everybody.

As you'd expect (I know I keep saying that, but lmao it's not a overly predictable game, I swear!), Crowe is this really chill dude. Actually, more than a chill dude, he's a massive nature nerd. That's actually why he's out in the middle of the woods anyways! Like I mentioned before, he's researching why nature be naturing, specifically -- at least, his current topic from the way it was worded is -- partial migration. If you've never heard of that, don't even worry about it, in the game he explains it to us. Like, I'm telling you. This man is super into this stuff, and we love a smart man.

Getting away from that though, he basically ends up telling us that the town that we're in is pretty much deserted with the exception of like 13 other people, and because of the blizzard, the time it'd take to clean the roads, the likelihood of there being another blizzard right behind the one that just happened, and cleaning up after that blizzard, getting to our planned destination just wasn't going to happen. ...Well, shit.

What are we going to do then? Our car has a flat, we can't travel, and there's not any resorts nearby. No worries though, because the bae came through! He said "Oh, you can just stay with me!" Oh wooooooord???

So guess what we do? Make ourselves cozy in this bomb ass cabin. I'm not even exaggerating about that. Like, this cabin is REALLY nice! Take a peek!

That's just our room and the hallway. You can only imagine how bomb the rest of the place looks. Like, I'm telling y'all, it's super cozy up in here. But we must stay focused! And by we, I mean me, because I could go on and on about how nice this cabin looks.

Back to the topic at hand though, we've agreed to stay with Crowe, even though, we honestly don't have much of a choice, but it was just dope that Crowe was cool with everything. That being said, during our stay, we do all kinds of pretty cool stuff! We go foraging with him for chaga mushrooms and winterberries, we create some powders to add to other stuff, and we make some medicines. Everything was going super smoothly ... until it wasn't.

Crowe kind've has...a weird temper. Like, we had accidentally gotten hurt, and he had gotten super pissed about it. We love a man that cares about his guest, but he was a bit overdramatic about it. You'd think we would've lost a limb or something. The main thing that got him really pissed, though, was when we had mentioned our car and implied leaving. He did not like that, and when I say we got into it bad? Oh, the insults were flying. Like, look at this!

So, yeah, we fought, and what about it? It's whatever. Forget him...

...Actually, we felt really bad about the whole thing, and so did he. We talked it out, and everything was all good again; however, now he's acting really weird, we're getting really suspicious, and we still have to get home. That being said, we call it an early night, borrow one of his books, and pretty much make a gameplan so we can figure out how to get home as well as what the hell is going on that is not only making Crowe act weird, but what is going on in general.

And we do! We sneak out the next morning and ... we actually make things worse because now, we're REALLY confused. I'm not going to get into the details, but just know that there are more questions than answers at this point. So, yeah, while the investigating helped, it only helped a little, and I genuinely mean only a little.

One thing that we know for sure though...

This man is definitely crazy in love with us.

And that's all I'm going to tell you! Lol I'm sorry! But if I tell you the rest, it'll literally be the ending, and it'll ruin it! You know how much I want you guys to play it, so no way am I going to spill the details, but like most visual novels, how it ends is completely up to the choices that you make.

Guys...the full game delivered.

I prefer choice heavy visual novels like Darling Duality and Forcefully Yours, but this still wasn't bad by any means. I actually thought it was quite good! Like I said, the most shocking thing to me about all of this is that this man is deadass a scientist! Like, he really isn't doing anything entirely sketchy out there! That was the biggest plot twist of the century to me! But, anyways, letting go of that. Let me tell you more of my thoughts on the game, and why I feel like you should play it whenever you get the chance.

The visuals are absolutely stunning, first and foremost. So far, my favorite VN visual wise has been Mushroom Oasis, but this is definitely a solid number 2 spot. I absolutely adore the art style. I also appreciate the revamp that they did with Crowe. There is nothing wrong with femboys by any means, but to me, Crowe was a little girly looking, and he very much so looked like a small child lol. Like look at the difference in this.

This is the old Crowe Lynn

And this is the new Crowe Lynn

Lol you see what I mean? He looked like a child that wanted to be a scientist when he grew up versus the actual adult him that chose science as a profession. The redesign was definitely a good choice, and I love how he looks now, especially with the longer hair and worn out lab coat. What do you think, though? Which did you prefer?

Aside from that though, you know what one of my favorite things about the game was? The fact that -- and listen close, because this is about to be a tip! -- the endings that you get are based more on how the character feels about Crowe versus how Crowe feels about us. How curious is that?

In a majority of visual novels, the endings are literally dependent on how far we push the LI or their affinity for us, but it's not like that in this one. We get a different ending based on if we trust him or not, if we flirt back with him or ignore his remarks, and some other factors that I don't want to include and possible spoil the story. I just thought that was a really interesting take, and that was super creative of the developer. It was definitely refreshing to play as more of myself and base the gameplay on my -- or rather my character's -- feelings versus playing for the LI and his feelings.

With all that in mind, I definitely say give this game a go! It has a nice mystery/suspense to it, and not to mention, there is a really bomb song during the credits. I was so sad to see that it was not on Spotify! Well, let me clarify, it IS, but it's not available to me which sucks ass. It's not even on YouTube, and it hurts me so bad! Ugh!

Anyways, in case my feelings and opinions weren't clear -- play this game, play this game, play this game, play this game! As always, be sure to leave your comments on the dev's page if you feel like they've done a good job, and you want to give them that extra reassurance to keep making games. Of course, donations are always helpful to them as well! Like mentioned at the very top, here is a link to the game so that you can play it for yourself, and I really want you to play it for yourself!

That's all from me! Drink water, don't be dumb, and hope to see you around~!

Where Winter Crows Go

[babyharleezy]

Jack takes the reader to Louisville to meet his family after they've been together for a few months

Louisville bound

(jack harlow x reader)

bloo's notes: okay so this is kinda apart of you deserve better but can be read on it's own. i just thought it would be cool to connect them in a way. I HAD TO MAKE A SEXY PLAYLIST. IT WAS GETTIN HOT IN MY DAMN ROOM

tag list: @creme-delacreme @harlowsbby @harlowcomehome @sealpuptrash @wittyjasontodd @thinkingaboutjharlow @moody4world @charli123456789

link

warning: this includes smut😭😭

jack and you got in the car for your road trip from atlanta to louisville. although you had been jack's assistant for three years you only briefly had met his parents and you never met his extended family. of course his parents had known you long before you two were officially together. jack's mom would often get a call from her son, who practically spilled his feelings for you and was upset about you having a boyfriend. so when he had called, saying that you were his she couldn't help but feel so happy and proud of her son.

jack had asked that you join him and his family for thanksgiving and you of course said yes. you were excited and happy to meet all of his family. and you were also happy that urban, druski, and the rest of private garden would be there too. holiday's were always big in the harlow household. you and jack always loved a good road trip. a few minutes into the trip jack had called his mom to let her know they'll be home in 6 hours or so. "y/n's with you right?" his mother asked. "yeah mom she is" jack replied. "ughh i am just so excited to see her, i can't wait" she gushed. "how come you weren't this excited about me coming home?" jack pouted. "no, no honey. i am excited to see you but i just can't wait to see y/n. it'll be great having another lady in the house" his mom giggled. "alright mom. we'll see you soon bye. love you" jack ended the call. "sounds like she loves you more than she loves me" jack said as he got more comfortable, resting his right hand on your thigh.

hours had passed by and you two were just entering louisville. the drive was long but you enjoyed every second of it, as did jack. by the time you made it to jack's parents house it was about 4:30 and his mom said that dinner would be around 5. you were so excited to see his mom because you two had only ever talked on the phone and briefly met when you and jack weren't together. you guys finally pulled into the driveway and jumped out of the car, grabbing your belongings. you two made your way inside and jack called out for his mother. "mom, we're here. where you at?" jack hollered. "oh my god! y/n hi sweetheart. it's so good to see you" maggie said, pulling you into a hug. "hi maggie, it's so nice to see you" you replied. jack cleared his throat a few times, obviously waiting for his mother's attention. "oh, hi my sweet boy how are you?" maggie said as she released her hold on you and moved to hug her son. "hi mom, i'm doing good" he said, hugging his mother back.

at dinner, you, jack, his parents, clay, and his girlfriend all talked about thanksgiving, which was tomorrow. the six of you decided to have a chill night in and just talk the rest of the night. you all decided to head to bed around 10:30 since you all decided to be up the next morning in preparation of the busy day that was ahead of you.

you and jack made it up to his childhood room. you sat on the bed and just soaked in everything before moving to change into your pj's. as you were changing jack made his way to you. "damn, middle school me wouldn't believe that i have a sexy ass girl in my room" he whispered into your ear, wrapping an arm around you. "jack i am not gonna fuck you in your childhood room with your parents and brother sleeping across the hall" you whisper yell. "but if you're quiet then they won't know ma" he tries to persuade you. "jack you're making this really hard" you whisper out. "come on, let me show you how thankful i am for you" jack whispered against your bare neck and slowly began kissing down your neck. "you gotta be quiet for me ma, can't have the whole house hearing how much of a slut you are" jack made his way down to your chest, leaving small hickeys all the way down to your thighs. you loved the way his heard felt when he was in between your legs.

jack took your panties off, leaving small kisses to your clit; sending shivers through your body. "hm i wanna taste you so bad but i know you can't keep quiet, maybe another time" jack said while making his way up to you. he undressed himself and hovered over you, his KY chain hanging in your face. he leaned down to kiss you passionately. "hm baby i need you so much" you moaned out. "be patient pretty girl" jack said. he stroked himself a few times before putting his tip right at your entrance. as he was pushing into you, he leaned down to kiss you; suppressing your moan. he slowly rocked into you, groaning lowly. "fuck you're so tight ma". you could feel him stretching you out so well, it was hard for you to not cum right then and there. "hmm jack, you stretch me so good" you moaned out quietly. sure you loved the rough sex with jack but you also loved the slow, intimate sex with him too. his thrusts leaving you so full, you couldn't help but clench around him. "mmpf fuck, keep doing that and imma cum right now" jack warned. as he made his way to your nipple, he gently nibbled and sucked. "mm jack" you moaned. "jack, i wanna ride you" you whispered, getting his attention.

he pulled out and made his way to the headboard and leaned up against it. you made your way over to him and got on top. making strong eye contact with the curly headed man as you sunk down onto his length, both of you letting out a breathy moan as he filled you up once again. you slowly rocked your hips against him. he pulled you closer to him, chest to chest, your mouth leveled with his ear. something inside of jack flipped, ramming into you from under; leaving you a moaning mess. "hmm ma i love hearing you moaning in my ear" jack said, quickening his pace. "oh fuck jack, just like that" you moaned quietly. "hm ma keep squeezing around me like that, i'm so close" jack whispered. within seconds jack was cumming in you and the minute you felt his warm seed fill you, your release rushed over you. "oh fuck" you whispered in his ear, leaving wet kisses along his neck; both of you coming down from your high.

you two got cleaned up and made your way to the bed, to do some actual sleeping this time. "i can't believe i just fucked the hottest chick in this room" jack laughed. "you're such a dork, we are never doing that ever again" you said, rolling your eyes. the two of you drifted off to sleep and woke up at 8 in the morning, the sun waking you two up.

you always woke up just a few minutes before jack, which allowed you to admire him in his sleepy state. you gently moved his curls out of his face and just stared at his beautiful face. "hm stop staring ma, you're gonna make me wanna do round two right now" he said, sleep lacing his voice. "oh my goodness jackman, do you think of anything other than sex?" you scoffed out. "hm no. you make it hard to not continuously think of sex" he said with full honesty. "you are such a boy" you fake gagged. "okay get up baby, we got a busy day ahead of us" you said, making your way out of pj's and putting on some normal clothes. jack groaned but nonetheless got up and got dressed for the day.

the two of you made it down the stairs and met with the rest of the family who were in the kitchen. "good morning kids" jack's mom said, while sipping on some coffee. "good morning" both you and jack said to the room. the day was filled with lots of cooking, story telling, and the three harlow men yelling at the tv while watching football. eventually more family ended up rolling in as the night went on. you met a lot of jack's friends and family and you adored all of them, they equally adored you and loved you. jack and you made your way to meet his grandmother, "hi grandma this y/n, she's the girl i've been telling you about" jack said, you blushed at the fact that he talked to his grandma about you. "hi i'm y/n it's so nice to finally meet you" you said and the older woman pulled you into a hug. "oh i am so happy that my jackman found such an amazing woman. he talks about you all the time and i just love that he chose such a beautiful woman" you blushed at her words, your heart feeling so full. "he's an amazing guy, he was raised well and i'm grateful to have him in my life" you replied back to her.

the night went on and you met so many family members, you even sat with some of jacks cousins and got to hear many stories of what it was like growing up. soon, urban and druski made it, of course fashionably late. you got up and pulled both of them into a hug. "yooo y/n in the building what's up" urban practically screamed. "hey urb, hey dru how are yall" you asked. your maternal instinct coming over you, you grabbed the boys a plate and had them sit down, knowing that neither of them had a home cooked meal in a while. what you didn't know what that jack's mom, grandma and aunts all watched you in awe. "he really picked a good one" his grandmother said to the group of ladies. "i couldn't agree more" jack's mom said. the entire night everyone just gushed over how amazing you were and watched how you and jack interreacted with one another.

as the night came to an end, you couldn't help but overhear jack and his grandma talking, "jack you better keep her around, she's pretty amazing. she fits so well with the family, we all love her and she does well with kids. not to mention she's beautiful". "i know grandma, she really is amazing." jack agreed. "you made your way to jack and he pulled you into him. "bye, have a safe drive home" you said to his grandma and the rest of the family.

"they all really love you y/n, i think imma have to marry you" jack said, kissing the top of your head. "oooo im wifey material" you teased and jack rolled his eyes.

thanksgiving was a success to say the least.

[caliburn-the-sword]

more cress thoughts and reactions (if i wasn't lazy i would start numbering these)

WHAT is with this lunar guard and WHY would he randomly choose to help these guys. since he's a Named Character (but i already forgot) i'm demanding a pov chapter immediately. probably won't get one until we trust him tho rip

NO WAY SCARLET CAN'T DIE OMG - oh thank goodness she's been taken hostage. that's better because it means she has a chance

what is it with cinder and her tendency to pick up strays?? first thorne now the blondie

cinder got that medical rizz (got blondie to take his shirt to staunch blood)

wait how does blondie know that cinder is the lost princess?? did i miss something??? maybe it was something cress mentioned

"Thorne thought maybe it was best for her to practice (cutting bonds) on herself anyway" DAMN BRO COLD

i wonder if the programming making the sat invisible still applies now that it's crashed. if not we're about to have a big problem on our hands

"somehow she’d never worked the sensation of prickly facial hair into her fantasies. She would amend that after this." MISS GIRL WHAT???? that said i find the diction of 'amend that' there's just something so detached about it lmao

OMG THORNE LOST HIS VISION YES THIS IS MAKING ME NUTS

no i agree cress WHY would you give a newly blind man a knife

her hair is getting cut off <3 "It felt as though twenty pounds had been cut from her head" probably because it HAS girly. haircuts are literally magical. feel sad?? get a haircut

"It's not your fault" damn thorne i really appreciate how conscious he is of cinder's and now cress' self blaming problem even though he doesn't act like he's all compassionate. softie

grossed out by thorne kissing a 16 year old even if it was just her hand (someone play sixteen by ayesha erotica)

omg i thought the kids were talking about PRIZE MONEY for a BOUNTY and that we were about to see someone properly threatening appear, not just gummy worms fkshfsdkh. LOVE erland for indulging the children. he seems like a fun uncle type figure to have. i wonder how much those kids make him grieve for his daughter. OMG CINDER MENTION IT I NEED ERLAND'S REACTION

omg cress' descriptions of earth make me feel like i've been taking it for granted <3 i love her to death and i wish her all the happiness in the world

i LOVE thorne's no nonsense attitude, especially when it conflicts with cress' fantasies. yeah!! shake her!! wilderness survival king

tf??? i've never heard of a green sunset????? i'm assuming that this is a rural thing or i'm just gonna pin it down to random radioactive scifi reasons

thorne you know what OTHER than constellations would rule out australia?? THE SAND WOULD BE FUCKING RED. i would know because i did a 6 week cross country road trip across the desert from east to west and back again. i get that he's blind but surely cress would have noticed and thought to mention it (catch me looking for the southern cross constellation whenever i go to the northern hemisphere since it's the only one i can consistently recognise)

whenever cinder gets glamoured she always snaps out of it immediately. even kai, the few times it's happened to him. it's honestly VERY disturbing to read it from scarlet's perspective where she's completely unable to (also now i'm finding kai sus. does he have the implant against his knowledge?? he got out of it with pain but wolf literally got SHOT and stayed glamoured)

LANDED IN AFRICA OMG THEY'RE GONNA REUNITE WITH CINDER. I BET ERLAND HAS ALREADY HEARD NEWS ABOUT THE DROPPED SAT

cress' backstory is intriguing, ESPECIALLY because idk how she's alive. does experimenting really make her THAT worth keeping before her hacking skills came to light?? why does sybil want to keep shells alive in the first place?? she seems very down with eugenics

holding onto neurodivergent coded cress and defending her with my life. of course some traits overlap with her trauma and being isolated for so long

only just remembered this but i guess now my theory of cress not being fully lunar doesn't hold up now that i know her parents. but with what she's saying about her backstory, makes sense why she doesn't identify with lunars that much

maybe it was thorne that i decided was bi??? just by seeing this line about blackmailing a hot pilot if he were in her position??? now that i think about it he had a similar line about kai or something. anyway with thorne saying he would have blackmailed someone i reckon he's just putting on a facade so no one sees him as a softie. but it's still funny to just make characters queer. it's a coping mechanism

OMG NOW THAT THE SATELLITE HAS CRASHED THE LUNARS ARE EXPOSED. I COMPLETELY FORGOT ABOUT THAT. but the spyware should ALSO be down unless specific feeds went directly to the palace

this read has been such a treat for me!! i mentioned this on a reblog of one of my first cress post, but for those of you who haven't seen it when i was like. 5. my library had this picture book of the biblically accurate grimms brothers rapunzel. BEAUTIFUL illustrations. i was a silly goofy little kid obsessed with morbidity and i LOVED the gory illustrations of the prince's eyes getting stabbed out by thorns and him wandering around the forest all bloody and blind. i tried to find it online but couldn't!! the closest thing to it was rapunzel by sarah gibb which isn't gloriously violent anyway. i want to see if i can hunt it down irl and let you guys know which one it is but i used to frequent three different local libraries + the school library of my primary school was basically my own playground so i can't remember where i used to read it ;-; but yeah all this is to say i'm obsessed with cress as a retelling of rapunzel by far as someone who has a long history and grew up with it <3

@eddisfargo @francforever @winterrhayle @winterpinetrees

[sapphire-weapon]

Idk if Capcom were deliberately trying to make RE4R have at least some romantic undertone when it came to Leon/Ashley bc to me it's pretty obvious, there's a bunch of romantic imagery. Like a lot of the side characters reference it; Luis with his Prince Charming comment at that moment and calling Ash a princess (Dulcinea), Ada seeing that Leon actually cares for Ashley (calls her his "friend" at one point in a weird tone of voice), Ramon referring to them as knight in shining armor and princess and keeps taunting him when he loses her, the queen and king puzzle, the way Krauser taunts him and uses Leon's concern for her against him knowing the way to get to him is to mention Ashley, the merchant commenting if he's having a rough day after Ashley stabs him and runs away, Saddler using Ashley specifically to kill Leon knowing it would be torture for them both (he can read people's minds, right? So he knows), Ashley being so strong willed for resisting Saddler for trying to make her commit something she would never even think of and saving his life again when she jams the gun (yeah she prob didn't know that would happen but her unwillingness to shoot regardless of the mind control making her hand shake so much), Leon himself changing when getting to know Ashley and caring for her personally not for the mission he was forced into. He literally was ready to die for her even if it meant that she most likely wouldn't make it out w/o him. The way he carried her at the end!!! Like that's not just his professionalism and determination, there's devotion there and she shares the same sentiment. The way they ride off into the sunrise after "rain" starts pouring and they both smile at each other??? How is that not romantic imagery? If you saw that scene w/o context you would think they were the surviving couple of an action movie. There's more I'm missing bc I've been playing other games but there's a lot of evidence and context clues.

I mean, I absolutely believe that it was intentional on Capcom's part and the Leon and Ashley romance is actually, in fact, what the developers were going for. It would be absolutely batshit for this gigantic mountain of evidence to be an unintended coincidence. But I don't think that they went into it going, "Okay, this time around, we're going to have Leon and Ashley be The Canon Ship in RE."

What Capcom actually did was take Resident Evil 4 and turn it into a fairy tale. It was a really creative take on the game and was likely meant as appreciation for the fact that OG RE4 was such a major part of so many people's childhoods. (Ashley's line at the shooting gallery of "It reminds me of being a kid" plays into this, too, as a little tongue-in-cheek thing.)

So, as a self-contained story, yes, RE4make is a romance between Leon and Ashley. And that's where I think a huge portion of the fandom is getting tripped up on not being able to see it for what it is. They look at Leon and Ashley and go "okay, but this can't actually be the intention because we know xyz happens later in the series." That doesn't matter. That's not the point of what they did.

The point of it was to pay tribute to the way that so many people -- after coming into the series with RE4 OG in their adolescence -- thought of Leon as being a big, dreamy, hero-type character. So, they did that by actually turning him into one this time around who saves the day and gets the girl.

It doesn't mean that Capcom is committing to the actual ship, though. Just because this romantic storyline happened in RE4make doesn't mean that the next installment in the Remake series is going to confirm that Ashley is Leon's girlfriend or someshit. It is still entirely possible that we will never see Ashley Graham ever again.

As part of a greater whole, RE4make is just another stop along the horrible, winding road that is Leon Kennedy's shitty, shitty life. But, at least this time, he actually got to be the big damn hero for once.

[s3v3r3dh3ad]

WHAT YOU THINK ABOUT HONDO?!??!? DO SHIP WITH HIM SOMEONE?!?! (oc's and selfincerts count!!) TELL ME RGAHHHHHH (Also hi! 🙂)

BRO I LOVE PISTON HONDO HE'S LITERALLY SO CUTE LIKE ❤️ EVERY TIME I SEE HIM I JUST THINK ABOUT THAT PART ON SPONGEBOB WHERE THE FLYING DUTCHMAN IS LIKE "STOP STARING AT ME WITH THEM BIG OL EYES!" BECAUSE HE'S ACTUALLY 👁👁 PERSONIFIED LIKE DAMN GIRL WE SEE THEM.💀😭

For real though he's literally so sweet and respectful like it makes my heart melt.😭 Deadass I got that intermission in contender mode one time where he brings food into the ring AND I ACTUALLY FREAKED THE FUCK OUT IT WAS SO CUTE.😭 I hope one day I can get that one where he says to raise your hand when you cross the road I SHIT YOU NOT I WOULD ACTUALLY CRY.🛐 Anyways underrated character for sure, he's so cutie patootie in my eyes.

As for ships I'M SO SORRY TO DISAPPOINT BUT I LITERALLY HAVE NO SHIPS AT ALL BESTIE I APOLOGIZE.😭 I think him and Bear Hugger would be besties though and go out for dinner together and try a ton of different places just for the experience and Bear Hugger would post it to his Facebook account and still insists on tagging Hondo every single time even though he's already in all of the posts. 💀 I think Hondo would also be pretty cool with Sandman because they both have similar ways of thinking but they just express it differently. Like, they seem like they would hang out after their matches and just talk about the good and bad parts of life together and chill. Also completely random but I think Hondo and Kaiser would get along well for no reason other than I just want to believe so, like I can see them planning a trip to the library together and then Kaiser shows up 20 minutes earlier than they planned and then he thinks Hondo is late when in reality he showed up right on time, and then Kaiser gets mad confused when he sees Hondo checking out a cute silly manga instead of the fucking 4000 page copy of the dictionary he reads for funsies but it's okay because they still had fun anyways.😍

Also, HI!💃🕺

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Aloha Hawaii - Jamie Campbell Bower (One-Shot)

Summary: Long-distance relationships can be hard on a couple. Good thing your boyfriend is more than willing to go to the ends of the earth just to spend time with you! Hawaii here you come!

Pairing: Jamie Campbell Bower x Fem!Reader

W.A.C Winner: @reidsog

Warnings: Nothing, just pure fluff!

Auth. Note: Thank you so much for the patience! It took me a bit longer to get this out! But I seriously am so appreciative of your support.

She loved seeing him like this. So relaxed and serene as he rested his head back against the car headrest while the wind from the convertible top car blew through his pale blonde locks as he drove down the road. His pretty eyes were covered by a pair of dark sunglasses making her wish she could see the beautiful blue hues that she'd come to fall in love with but the gentle strength of his grip on her bare thigh was enough to keep her grounded as she idly traced the dark ink on his forearm as she rested her own head against the headrest to peer through her own pair of sunglasses that perched on her nose from the bright sun above them. The soft music of his latest record was playing from his phone as it was connected to the Bluetooth system of his car. This was one of the rarest moments she cherished with her boyfriend when he had time from his filming or tours to get to spend with her. Y/n could tell every time she saw him after months of separation how tired he was even when he'd give her the biggest smile and the sweetest of kisses as a greeting every single damn time she'd pick him up from the airport. But Y/n was keen when it came to picking up the subtle hints of him being burnt out; like how he sinks himself into her embrace and hold her for what felt like eternity no matter how much time they had or the way he would use any excuse he could to be either touching her or nuzzling up into her like a cat. But that's why she loved Jamie. Jamie Campbell Bower is a heartthrob all in his own right with his chiseled features, sinewy tall frame, beautiful smile, and stunning eyes. Not to mention that gorgeous British accent. Y/n was one hell of a lucky girl to have snagged him right after his break-up with his former girlfriend at the time.

But he was hers now. Been dating for almost 2 years now. It was rough at first once the relationship settled from the honeymoon stage of being a blissful experience. Y/n missed him a lot whenever he'd leave for months on end for either filming or a music tour. She didn't mind him doing what he loved; she supported him for it. But she could not lie and say it didn't suck most days when all she wanted was to cuddle up to him. So when he finally had free time from filming his latest TV show he popped out to see his lover and dragged her straight to the sunny side of Hawaii. Y/n hadn't been to Hawaii and she loved the idea even if it was on short notice. She was glad she agreed because seeing Jamie this way was just perfect. The way his lips curled Y/n knew she was caught staring so she quickly played it off as she turned her head to the road and the beautiful scenery.

"You know, I'm glad you brought me to Hawaii. It's beautiful," she commented idly running her fingertips along his forearm and tracing his tattoos absently.

"Not as beautiful as me you mean?" he grinned over at her making her laugh a bit.

"Okay, you got me. I was staring. But I can't help it. I know you've been so stressed recently and so high-strung. You needed this trip as much as me." she slipped her fingers through his as he let go of her thigh in favor of shifting the gears of the car; their joined hands resting lightly on the joystick.

"You're right I was. But I wouldn't pass up that opportunity to spoil my baby." he lifted her hand to kiss her fingertips and just that small gesture made her skin heat up; he could be so effortlessly sweet without even trying.

She smiled to herself and turned her head away before she swooned from the perfection that was her boyfriend and was happy to see that as soon as she turned her head she was greeted by the most beautiful of views. A vast sprawling ocean bluer than the sky meeting white sand dotted with different exotic trees throughout the beach. She could see other people there like little dark ants scattered throughout the vast beauty and she couldn't help but lean a little over the edge of her door to peer at the view. The excitement coursed through her like the waves of the ocean that kissed the beach.

"This place is beautiful. I thought the view from the hotel was amazing; it doesn't beat the real close-up deal for sure!" Y/n breathed as Jamie pulled the car slowly to a stop.

it didn't take long for the pair to find a spot on the beach a bit away from other people to set up their things. A large blanket was laid out on the hot sand with the cooler set on one corner of the blanket under an equally large umbrella for shade while the rest of their stuff such as shoes and bags were placed on the other 3 corners to make sure that their blanket did not pull up with the wind and shifting of their bodies. Y/n was content to strip down from the clothes that hid her bathing suit beneath and settled herself down on the blanket to start smearing sunscreen on herself. From the corner of her eye, she could make out Jamie sitting there while popping open a can of beer as he watched the people around him. She smiled slightly and tossed the bottle of lotion on his lap regaining his attention.

"Do my back for me?" she asked with a raised brow making him give her a cheeky little grin as he set his beer down and scooted to her so that he could apply the cold substance to her back.

His hands were warm and large along her back and shoulders as he applied the lotion; finding it cute how she sighed in contentment at the pressure on her back. "You know you could always ask for a back message whenever you want, love. You don't have to wait for me to take you to Hawaii." Jamie teased purposefully kneading the muscles of her shoulders again getting that grumble of pleasure from her.

"Oh shut up!" she swatted at him from her position on her stomach and giggled.

Once everything was settled they looked over at the beautiful ocean view. "Shall we go for a dip before we are found out by the fans and paps?" Jamie spoke up peering over his sunglasses at his girlfriend who was lounging on her elbows watching some people down the beach playing volleyball. At the sound of his voice, her head turned and she grinned.

"Omg, I was waiting for you to ask! I've been dying to get in that water!" she scrambled to her feet and rearrange her bathing suit back in place from where it had shifted slightly.

As she did this Jamie was keen to see the way her body language seemed to shift as a pair of beautiful women in skimpy bikinis walked by chatting and laughing together and although they didn't pay either her or Jamie any mind let alone spare a glance their way the rockstar actor could see those little gears turning in her pretty little head. It was the way the light in her eyes seemed to dim a little and her bright smile turned down at the corners. The way she subconsciously shifted on her feet and looked around as if she was checking others out and judging herself. Nope, that was going to have to stop.

Rising to his feet the man stood behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist holding her close to his chest as he rested his chin on her shoulder and pretended to look around with her. "Pretty view huh?" he commented glancing at her from the corner of her eye.

Her gaze was fixed on some pretty girls down the beach and he squeezed her tighter as if to remind her he was there as he spoke. "Don't compare yourself darling." he kissed her shoulder.

"I-I'm not…" a frown tugged at his features as he pulled away to spin her around and peer down at her with a serious but kind look on his face. "Baby you are amazing. Always have been and always will be." he cupped her cheeks and tilted her head up so that he could place a tender little kiss to her lips. "There is nothing wrong with the way you look. You are beautiful inside and out. So stop staring at the other girls and come enjoy our vacation with us okay?" Ah, there was the formation of a smile. She didn't seem fully convinced but at least she was okay with the distraction and a distraction is just what Jamie was good at doing.

So he bent down and threw her over his shoulder. Y/n squealed smacking at his bare back as he strode across the hot sand towards the crystal waves that looked like they were searching to reach out and snatch them into their depths. And they did. Jamie grinned his little devil grin as he threw his girlfriend straight into an oncoming wave as he was waist deep in the water with a small little shriek of surprise. When she resurfaced he was right there with her to grab a hold of the girl and pull her close as the next wave crashed over the both of them halting their laughter. Fully soaked but laughing the pair held onto each other as Jamie shifted them through the cold water to a bit calmer location. Y/N wrapped her arms around his neck and legs around his waist as she leaned over his back like a little spider monkey as he kept them both up in the water as he drifted through the ocean. It was lovely. A great time killer as they talked and laughed with each other; not always about work but anything that they could think of under the heat of the sun and coldness of the water.

When they were getting a bit tired of the water Y/n leaned over to nuzzle against Jamie's neck. "Is there an ice cream shop we can go to?" she hummed lazily scanning the shoreline shops back on the beach.

Jamie shifted his girlfriend around so that she was koala bear hugging him from the front. She looked so pretty with her hair all soaked and sticking to her skin as the water droplets hung from her lashes. It was hard to think she didn't realize how beautiful she really was. He smiled and leaned close to press their foreheads together.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" she asked when he didn't stop staring at her or care to reply to her question moments earlier.

"I think you're beautiful. I like looking at beautiful things you know." Jamie gave a little smile but there was no teasing nature behind it. He was so serious even when his face went soft as he reached up to stroke her cheek. "I love you darling. You know that right?"

She leaned into his touch and smiled allowing her eyes to drift closed as she savored those words; no matter how many times she heard it from him it always sounded so pretty coming from his lips. Reopening her eyes she looked up at him and nodded. "I love you too Jamie. And…I miss you when you go away, you know." she commented playing with his wet hair.

"So let's no go away." Jamie replied quickly as his grip tightened making her look at him confused. "Come with me. When our vacation here is over and I have to go back to filming. Let's go together. I don't want to have to leave you behind back home again." he said earnestly.

"Jamie…" her words failed her. Sure, it was no marriage proposal but it was still a hard decision. She'd have to uproot her entire life back home to go with him. But if she truly thought about it; was it all worth giving up to experience memories with Jamie?

Looking into his eyes she smiled and nodded slowly. "It's worth it." she stated more to herself as she leaned over to press her lips to his firm and passionate as she hugged him tight to her. "I'll go with you as long as you think I'll not be in your way."

"You will never be in the way darlin. I promise you." Jamie's smile was infectious as he pressed kisses all over her face making her giggle.

He swam them to shore after that. Finding their towel they laid out in the waning sun for a bit before they were deemed dry enough to put on their clothes and shoes in hopes of finding an ice cream shop nearby. The tourist shopping area wasn't as busy as they thought it'd be in the evening but it didn't matter as the fairy lights kicked on as it grew dark and the tiki sticks were lit with a flame to light the path for people. Hand and hand the pair walked down the sidewalk window shopping with free hands filled with ice cream cones.

"Oh look at that! That's so cute!" Y/n pointed into a shop as they walked back and Jamie was quick to steer her inside much to her protest.

The shop looked expensive just like every other store in Hawaii but Jamie wouldn't take no for an answer and instead he was keen as he looked around the shop. In the end, he'd bought a brightly colored Hawaiian shirt, a cool handmade carving, and a few smaller items. Y/N didn't like to spend a lot of money so she just browsed. She did find the Hawaiian culture interesting so her eyes would stray to things just as stones, handmade items like baskets, bowls, and antique-looking things, and her boyfriend was no stupid man. When she wasn't looking he'd grab whatever item she was lingering on and stuff it into a shopping bag to pay for all without her realizing it. She ended up just grabbing one of those fresh flower lei. Those pretty flower chains that Hawaii was known for. It smelled so pretty and it was so cool because she could watch the shop owner actually sit there making them.

When they were finally shopped out and too tired on their feet Jamie returned them to their glorious hotel where Jamie dumped all the items he'd bought onto the bed and began sifting through them. Y/n looked over her shoulder at all the stuff slowly realizing that most of the items were not his as she recognized items that she'd been looking at.

"Jamie…" she trailed off giving him a pointed look. "What is all this?"

"Well, you didn't tell me what you wanted to buy so I bought everything your pretty eyes landed on." Jamie grinned sitting back on the edge of the bed to watch her as she grabbed one item and then another to examine them as if they were the most precious things in the world.

"I didn't want you to spend all this money babe!" she protested but she knew there was never a fight that she'd ever win if it meant making Jamie happy and if spending all that shit ton of money on her made Jamie happy, well she didn't have much fight to protest.

So instead of protesting Y/n walked over to him and sidled up between his parted legs from where he lounged back on his palms. She reached up to grab the lei from her neck and draped it over his own just so she could use it to pull him closer to her until their lips brushed.

"You are going to make me a spoiled brat." she teased nuzzling his nose with hers.

"Is that so?" one brow raised with a devilish grin crossing his face as his hands rested on her hips. "Well, then darling lucky for you I'm an amazing brat tamer. Or haven't you learned yet?" his eyes darkened slightly as her teeth sank into her bottom lip.

"Aren't you cocky?" Y/n teased before letting go of her hold on the Lei and taking a few steps back. "I think I'm going to shower; I smell like the ocean," she commented idly as she headed for the bathroom.

Jamie watched her for a long long moment until she was out of sight. He didn't move even when he heard the water get started in the shower. But boy did he move faster than a cheetah as soon as that bathing suit landed on the floor right in front of him. With a large grin on his face, he stalked across the room straight for the bathroom door; secretly loving that little giggle of conspiracy that left her mouth as soon as he closed the bathroom door behind him.

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Lose It-Hunter Sylvester

Disclaimer: Song used in the Drabble is Lose It by SWMRS. I no long support them but the song bops a little. Got this idea for it after an intense listen to it!

C/W: mentions of cheating/sleeping with other girls.

Hunter had fucked up and there was no going back.

He had slept with a few girls that meant nothing to him and he wasn't sure why. The band had gone on a small tour of Oregon and Hunter let the obsessed girls get ahold of him.

Of course you found out fast, Emily and Hunter were your ride or dies.

Your band of girls were not having it and you weren't going to take it.

You were upset and angry going through the five stages of grief over and over. For what seemed like forever but had been more like four hours.

So, what did you turn to? Your guitar and notebook.

You wrote out your feelings as you decided that you couldn't forgive him for what happened.

You had talked to Emily and Kevin when they got back and they supported your decisions.

Hunter was pissed when you showed up at his door and gave him his stuff back and told him it was over.

But he wasn't pissed at you. He was pissed at himself. This was his fault and he knew it.

"Fuck him," Emily nodded as she read over the song you had written. Both of you needed a well needed hang out session. The session before your high school hosted a local music show.

Your band, y/b/n, we're playing and so was Skullflower.

"Do you think I should play it?" You looked up at Emily.

"Yeah, I think he deserves to have to be put in his place. Plus it's a good song none the less, y/n." Emily nodded and handed you back the tattered notebook.

"Thank you so much for coming over and just talking." You hugged Emily as you made your decision to play it.

You and your band had practiced the new song plenty of times. As you stood side stage as Molly Coddle played. You guys were up next, you'd warn your favorite outfit and shifted your weight on your new docs your mom had gifted you.

"Ready, y/n?" Your bassist came over resting her hand on your shoulder momentarily. You nodded as Molly Coddle finished up and packed up your gear and you guys began to set up.

Then it was time, the stage lights flickered on and the band did a small introduction. You spotted Hunter quick. Standing off towards your guitarist more with Kevin and Emily.

His arms crossed as he looked like a kicked puppy. He loved watching you perform and you knew that.

"Tonight is a night for a new song." You smiled awkwardly flicking the long mic cable as you held the mic, "This one is called Lose it." You smiled as your band came in playing the mellow melody.

"When I first saw you, I made a mixtape

I didn't know you'd do the same damn thing

When I said goodbye to you, it went quiet

'Cause I didn't wanna feel any pain"

It was true you and Hunter were both music critiques and buffs. You both loved everything music. You liked a lot of metal but more indie rock being your style and Hunter could respect that. You had made him a mixtape on a CD and he made you a playlist.

You turned to music the night Emily texted you saying Hunter was sleeping with a fan.

You couldn't listen to any of it. It all reminded you of Hunter. All you were left with was silence and your tears.

"The last thing I want is another debutante

To take me away from my world (take me away from my world)

And I know that wasn't us, but it still got tough

So come on, come on

And tell me, why'd you have to have such a damn good taste in music?

Ya, if all my favorite songs make me think of you, I'm gonna lose it

When we drove up the coast, we had a soundtrack

We made it feel like a film on a reel

And our story didn't have a happy ending

But it still sounded good despite the way I feel"

You guys fell for each other fast and you dragged Hunter on a road trip to the coast to your aunts cabin so it could be just you two for a weekend.

You guys had made a collaborative playlist on Spotify and it really seemed like a teen coming of age movie. It was one of your happiest memories of Hunter.

"The last thing I want is another broken heart

To drive me to the brink of crazy (drive me to the brink of crazy)

In the end, I couldn't take it 'cause I knew we wouldn't make it

So come on, come on

And tell me, why'd you have to have such a damn good taste in music?

Ya, if all my favorite songs make me think of you, I'm gonna lose it

Tell me, why'd you have to have such a damn good taste in music?

Ya, if all my favorite songs make me think of you, I'm gonna lose it"

Hunter stood in the crowd watching you softly sway your hips to the soft beat. He knew it was about him. Hell, almost everyone in the room knew it was about him. The schools 'loser couple'. You had only a few friends being your band mates and then Kevin and Emily.

Hunter knew he had fucked up so bad the moment after the girls would leave him and he'd see the texts from you on his phone. Every time he did it and he still continued to do it.

He deserved this, he was humiliated but he also deserved this humiliation. Clay had even shared some glanced and head nods towards Hunter as the song went on.

"In the end, we were just a couple kids

Who thought and fought our way around each other

There's a mark on the town the times we had around

But there's still some space for the rest of our lives

Sing it

Doo-doo, doo-doo, doo-doo

Doo-doo, doo-doo, doo-doo

Doo-doo, doo-doo, doo-doo

Doo-doo, doo-doo, doo-doo

Tell me, why'd you have to have such a damn good taste in music?

Ya, if all my favorite songs make me think of you, I'm gonna lose it

Tell me, why'd you have to have such a damn good taste in music?

Ya, if all my favorite songs make me think of you, I'm gonna lose it

I'm gonna lose it

I'm gonna lose it"

You finished and said thank you to the crowd as you packed up. Maybe this wasn't the official end of you and Hunter but just the end for now. Maybe he just needed time to grow as a person. To recognize the beauty he had standing right in front of him, waiting for him.

You were hopping that the wake up call of the song would be enough for him to change his inflated ego.