#A fun little story for the holidays

[purplemageddom]

(set in a somewhat fantasy world)

A child walking all alone in a field, his clothes bloodied. His family had all been killed, yet his face had no emotions at all despite him not the killer.

As he walks, some farmer working in the field kept whispering bad things about his family. "they deserved it", "I had always hated them", "wish he was killed too", v.v. Tho he pay them no mind. A boy with red scarf suddenly ran up him and shout at the loudly whispering farmers "oi! Leave him alone, haven't he been through enough already?!" the boy in bloody clothes look at the boy in red scarf, eyes widen at the sudden kind gesture. He had never receive such kindness before, not even from his family.

Red scarf boy: "Do you want to join me on the road of greatness?". He asked proudly.

boy in bloody clothes: "...what?". He narrows his eyes.

Red scarf boy: "I'm training to be an adventure and you've just been recruited to be my sidekick!"

Boy in bloody clothes: "ok...?".

Red scarf boy: "let's go, then. To the training ground!" he said loudly and push the bloodied clothes boy forward.

By now, the boy in bloody clothes was utterly confused, yet he didn't turn away from the other boy.

Red scarf boy: "by the way, what's your name? I'm Floyd Enderworths."

Bloody clothes boy: "Lowis"

Floyd: "no last name, huh? Then from now on you'll be Lowis Enderworths!"

Lowis: "sure"

Though seemingly emotionless, Lowis was happy that someone would take him in.

Floyd turns out to be an orphan training under the adventure's guild. Eversince those two met, they were inseparable. Later in life they make names to themselves and become legendary adventurers.

While on a peculiar mission in a thick forest, they met a shadowy creature with a humanoid figure. Lowis can't understand why but his head hurts everytime he see the creature's face. Failing to see clearly, he was unaware that an attack was coming towards him. Then when he realise it, Floyd had already jumped in front of him to block the attack. Lowis stare in horror as the attack broke Floyd's sword in half and sliced into him. He then tried his best to fend off the creature while keeping Floyd alive. The creature then lured him away from Floyd and that is where he found out that it might be afraid of light. Lowis quickly craft a makeshift torch and drove the creature away. When he returned to Floyd, it was already too late. He was bleeding out. Lowis tried everything he could but it wasn't enough, and any towns or villages would be too far away. knowing his defeat, he clutches onto Floyd tightly.

Floyd: "heh. You shouldda seen yourself in the mirror, it was hilarious!". He laughs weakly.

Floyd: "though, it would've been better if I could see you at your wedding. You know, all that happy stuff?" he slaps his hand on Lowis's shoulder a few time before resting on it.

Floyd: "...Lewis, would you be a brother and pour one out for me at your wedding?" he look at Lowis sadly though his smile never faltered.

Lowis: "...sure" Lowis was now hunching over Floyd, clinging on him desperately. Frowning at his brother's cruel fate.

Floyd: "...thanks...Lowis".

Floyd's body then goes limped. He was no longer alive. Lowis then picks him up and carried him out of the forest and into a grassfilled land. Where Lowis put on his scarf and burry him in a makeshift grave.

Time goes on, Lowis picks up sculpting and made some last few adventure before settling down and makes monuments of Floyd. When asked, Lowis always say "Floyd'd always wanted to be a legendary adventure and gets his own statue". After that, he met a girl with the same love for crafting. Turns out Lowis had saved her grandma in one of his many adventures and her family gladly welcomes him in. Lowis and that girl fell in love and soon comes the marriage day.

Lowis was out doing some last minutes check in the town while the girl's family prepare back at their home. Lowis and the girl had a favorite food stall that they usually go to so today he came to pick up some food for her.

Seller: "here ya go, on the house!". Gives Lowis his bag of foods.

Lowis: "no need, I can pay my bills". Lowis pull out a few coins in his pocket and was about to put it on the table when the seller slaps his hand.

Seller: "Ay! ay! None of that".

Seller: "just take the food, will ya. Can take it as an apology for not making it to ya wedding". Grins.

Another seller: "yeah, take it as our gratitude! We mean it!"

Lowis: "thank you. Really. I'll be going now". As Lowis turns to leave, the Seller slaps him on his back.

Seller: "go get her, kid! Don't forget ta pour one out for me, ya hear?"

Lowis clutches onto Floyd's scaft, which he has been wearing it eversince he died, and smiled at the sellers and leave.

Seller: "would ya look at that smile. Just ta think a few years ago we were terrified of him!"

Another seller: "ha! No one would've think that he'd turn out to be such a sweet boi. But I've never had that doubt!"

Different seller: "sure ya didn't. Who came to my door, knocking and screaming crazily about a younster that look like he could eat us all alive?"

Another seller: "oi! That was a different time!". All three sellers laughs.

Lowis now walking back home, smiling and holding on to Floyd's scarf.

Lowis: "thanks, Floyd. I found the place where I belong. I'm happy".

Lowis's mind was fluttering with happy thoughts when he catch a whiff of blood in the air.

Lowis's body suddenly jolted back into senses and starts running back to his house, fearing the worst. There, he found his house in a mess while the blood of his loved ones splattered everywhere. Lowis stare on in horror as his happy life gets torns to shreats. He lets go of the bag of foods and drop onto his knees, his breathing racked. Just when he starts to lose it, a rustle sound came from the back of the house. Lowis steady his breathing and racing mind down and approached the back of the house. There, he found it again. The shadow creature that took his brother and family away. Lowis then bolted towards the basement. He knew that he had kept his old stuff there. On his last few adventures, Lowis had researched about this creature and found that their appearance was a match for his family's killer years ago. The memory was so painful that his subconscious tried to block it out, only to end in his brother's death. But this time would be different. Lowis scowled through his old adventuring stuff and pull out a small dagger wrapped in silks. When open, the lights shine from it was as radience as the sun.

This was Lowis's burning desire. He wrap it back up into a thin piece of cloth and charge out to find that shadowy creature. Only to find that it had left, but not for too long. Lowis chase after the blood stain on the ground to find the creature by a river, washing away at the blood. The creature sensed Lowis approaching and threw out a bombardment of attacks towards him. Though his adventuring days were over, Lowis still kept the skills and physique for this moment. He charges towards the creature with everything he got, not caring for the wounds that it had and will inflict on his body. When close enough, the creature threw out a last attempt at him. Only for it's hand to be slice in half by the dagger, and as it staggered, Lowis plunged the dagger deep into it's chest. It screached out loudly, enough to make Lowis's eardrums burst. But he no longer cares for his body, Lowis repeatedly slices at the creature body. After a while, the creature no longer move and lays there as it's entire upper body had been sliced to mush. The creature is no longer alive, but soon too will Lowis. In it's last attempts, it had inflicted numerous deadly wounds on Lowis's body.

Lowis having finished his revenge, limped back to his house as blood pour down from his wounds. He walks into his house and find his wife laying on the floor. Lowis than props her up on their bed, pour a cup of alcohol from a nearby cupboard and sit next to her.

Lowis: "I am here as Lowis Enderworths". He raise his glass up high.

Lowis: "here to give a toast to this happy day. I thank my family, for giving me life. I thank Floyd Enderworths, my brother, for giving me purpose in life. I thank my wife, for bringing that purpose to life. And I thank my wife's family and everyone for accepting me for how flawed I am. Without any of you, I wouldn't be here today. To my wife, my brother, and our joined family, I will be with you soon. and to everyone who is still alive, I wish you a fullfilling life. Thank you".

Lowis hugs his wife close as he drinks the alcohol cup to it's last drop. His visions starts to get blurry and his body goes limps. He lies down next to his wipe and try to make uot her face's features with eyes covered in tears. He smile happily at her as his brain shuts down.

"I love you"

Happy holidays.

[legolasghosty]

Flower prompt! How about blue salvia for willex? 💙

...ignore the fact that this was sent in like 4 months ago...

"I figured out what it is!" Alex exclaimed, dropping down onto the park bench beside Willie, a shy smile pulling at his lips. "You're pebbling!"

Willie stared at him for a second. What? Also, who gave this guy the right to look that cute in a hoodie and basketball shorts? Seriously. His hair is all damp and messy from band practice and the tan lines on his ankles look ridiculous. And somehow, he's still the prettiest person Willie has ever seen.

And he also definitely said something... whoops.

"Sorry, what did you just say?" Willie asked sheepishly.

Thankfully, Alex's smile didn't dim. "All the little gifts and stuff," he said. "It's called pebbling, it's a kinda love language thing."

Willie tilted their head. "Um, what? Gifts?" Willie wasn't much of a gift person in general. Christmas was a pain in the neck, trying to figure out what everyone wanted.

"Like the other day, with the snare keychain you found after work?" Alex responded, mimicking Willie's confused motion. "Or the pink sea glass last week? All the little stuff you give me. It's called pebbling."

"I do that with everyone though," Willie said slowly, trying to think. "It reminds me of you guys. It's not really... on purpose."

Oh gosh, now that Alex pointed it out, Willie kind of did give all their friends a lot of random stuff. Some of it was cool, but most of it was probably junk. He just liked sharing it with them. But... they didn't want to be annoying to their friends...

"Gosh, sorry, I didn't mean to overstep," Alex burst out, startling Willie. "I just saw something online about it so I was doing some research and I guess I just wanted to tell you. But I'm so sorry, we can drop it-"

Willie covered Alex's mouth with his hand before he could say anything else. "No it's okay," they promised, pushing away their own thoughts. "I just didn't really, um, realize I was doing it. I don't want to bug anyone."

Alex wrapped his fingers loosely around Willie's wrist and moved their hand from his mouth to his cheek. "It doesn't bug me," he promised. "It's actually really sweet. I was looking into it cause I wanted to learn how to... I don't know, do it back I guess? Cause I love it when you share stuff with me and I wanted to give that back to you."

"You wanted to-" Willie began, but then gave up. Words were way too complicated.

They slid their hand around to the back of Alex's neck and kissed him. Because, really, what else could he do? What words could show Alex just how much he meant to them? How he was always on their mind, drumming and dancing and laughing and holding them? How little things like this just pulled Willie deeper into the ocean of love he felt for his partner, and how Willie never wanted to resurface. The English language didn't really have the right words for that. So instead, Willie kissed him.

When they separated, one of Alex's arms was around Willie's waist. His other hand was tangled in their hair. His cheeks were flushed and his eyes sparkled. In books, there tended to be lines about how one character could see a million things in another's eyes. That wasn't really the case here though. All Willie could see in Alex's eyes is "I love you" repeated over and over and over again. He hoped Alex could see that message shining right back at him as they breathed in tandem.

"You're amazing," Willie murmured, resting his forehead against Alex's.

"Learned it from you," Alex answered, his faint chuckle tickling Willie's skin.

"So it's called pebbling?" Willie clarified.

"Yup," Alex confirmed. "Apparently penguins do it too."

"Well at least I got somewhere to go with my fancy tuxes," Willie joked. "I beat penguins."

Alex laughed and pulled them back in for another kiss. And a couple of days later, when Willie showed him a little collection of pebbles, worn smooth by the Pacific Ocean, he kissed him again before he could get out the words, "These made me think of you."

[fluffs-n-stuffs]

"Do you not realize it? Do you... truly not see what this means?"

The next Destiny Bond update is in progress! ❄️✨ –> Check out the latest part here 🔷 –> New to the series? Follow from the start! 💜

[randomjreader]

A fun little game to play while rewatching episode 1 of Hidden Agenda: spot Figo (Joong and Dunk's best friend)

[arachnidiots-a]

HANUKKAH SENTENCE STARTERS — an assortment of random phrases related to the holiday and different scenarios ! there’s a lot of christmas themed ones floating around so i figured i’d throw something together for hanukkah / jewish folks too

chag sameach!

how do you even spell hanukkah? two n’s? two k’s? is there a c in there?

i don’t even know the lyrics to dynamite anymore… all i know is candlelight by the maccabeats

did you bring the latkes?

i brought latkes!

of course! the one time i land on gimel there’s like nothing in the pot

chocolate coins are the real gold coins

please tell me your dreidel is labeled- i couldn’t name the sides to save my life

would it hurt you to go to temple one day of the year?

i think the last time i stepped in temple matzah ball soup was invented

did you find the candles?

is it left to right or right to left?

the curtains on fire!

i made a menorah out of random stuff around the house— it’s not perfect but it captures the spirit

this jar would be great for honey

i broke the matzah

you broke the matzah?

____ makes a mean apple challah

how could you forget the applesauce?

you are not allowed in the kitchen ever again

sufganiyot are a staple of hanukkah and yet nobody on this earth knows how to pronounce the name

these sufganiyot are so fluffy, i think i could sleep on a bed of them

i mean there are actual jewish songs, but why listen to those when jewish parodies exist and we can rock out to bohemian hanukkah?

i have 616 liked songs and one of them is hava nagila which somehow, despite have a 1 in 616th chance, finds a way to play on shuffle every time

i actually celebrate christmas. it’s easier to remember. it’s always on the same day

i don’t even know when hanukkah is this year

[nageki-the-friendly-ghost]

I do think platonic betrayal is a deeply underexplored and fascinating narrative

[littleevil0ne1]

NO ONE ASKED BUT I THINK IM FUNNY SO HERE'S MY PERSONAL HOLIDAY TRADITION

❄️✨️STORY TIME✨️❄️

My favorite thing about Christmas is the suspense of knowing you got people the *best* gift and waiting to see their reaction and guessing what they got you.

My dad, however, is a shaker. He likes to shake his gifts and guess what's in them and he's ANNOYINGLY GOOD AT IT.

One year my mom and I bought him 6 t-shirts (I always get him at least one funny t shirt, his current favorite is "I can explain it to you but I can't understand it for you", that year we couldn't decide on just one) and I decided it would be too boring to wrap them the normal way and did my best to throw him off by throwing just the most random shit I could find in the box with the shirts. In one I wrapped the shirt around a package of jingle bells. In another I put in handfulls of wood scraps and (my personal favorite) I put a 10lbs dumbell in the third. It was honestly one of my favorite Christmases I was CRYING from laughing.

This year I'm getting both parents a bunch of kindle books (don't judge, they like adjusting the font size) and my dad's shirts won't arrive in time (this year's say "thou shalt not touch" with an image of a thermostat and "I keep my jokes in a dad-a-base") So on Christmas morning they will unwrap (each with a post it note about what the actual gift is): a full box of Kleenex, a partial box of toothpicks, a candle (not in a box, wrapped as a cylinder), a pencil sharpener, a jingle bell, an old Nintendo DS game, a bag of marbles and a deck of cards

I am SO EXCITED for Christmas. Happy Holidays everyone😄❄️

[thecheesiestswiss]

Snow Queen Au: Meeting A Stranger in the Cold

Here is an excerpt that I wrote for the Snow Queen Au. You can also check it out on ao3. Let me know what you think!

Technoblade opened his eyes and was greeted with the sight of his rickety wooden ceiling. It's been 4 hours, and he still couldn't get to sleep. He spent the entire time tossing and turning in his bed, trying to get comfortable to no avail.

It was just too cold.

He never had a great tolerance for the cold, but it was never this bad. Techno chalked up this newfound sensitivity to the illness he caught about a week ago when he was playing in the snow with Ranboo. He never saw that tiny shard of glass coming.

Luckily, besides the overwhelming pain and slight bleeding it caused, it didn't severely damage his eyeball. Maybe it just grazed it, seeing as Ranboo couldn't find any remnants in his eye.

Yet, despite surviving such an obvious attempt on his life, the universe couldn't let him off too easily.

He had a pretty nasty cold, and he wasn't getting any better.

Techno gently shook his head to clear his depressing thoughts and sat up in his rock-hard bed.

A few feet away lay Ranboo, sleeping carelessly away in his own bed, letting out soft snores. At the very least, it didn't seem like he caught whatever Techno had. Ranboo was already in enough danger by living in a tundra that was constantly snowing. Techno didn't want to add to that.

Techno felt a small smile creep onto his face before he flinched in pain. He quickly pressed a hooved hand against his chest and pushed, making sure to breathe deeply to lessen the ache.

After a few seconds, it disappeared leaving only echoes of pain behind.

Sighing, Techno begrudgingly peeled his blanket off and got up from the bed. Immediately, he started to violently shiver from the cold but was determined to complete his goal.

The reason why he couldn't sleep was that the roaring fire that was lit a few hours prior had been sadly snuffed out. Techno knew that he should have gotten more firewood before nightfall, but at the time he was lazy and didn't consider the repercussions of his actions.

He was certainly feeling it now.

Well, no time like the present. If he didn't get any firewood, he won't be the only person to suffer.

Quickly, Technoblade began to pull on 3 of his warmest sweaters and double-layered his pants and socks. He was still cold, but at least he wasn't shivering.

Slipping on his ice-resistant boots and heavy red cloak, Techno grabbed his axe and opened the outside door. He made sure to close it firmly on his way out.

There were many things that sucked about living in a snow-covered remote village where everyone feared you and your ward. However, the sights were definitely one of a kind.

Blizzard season hasn't started yet, so the sky was clear of any clouds. Maybe it was Techno's imagination, but the stars seemed to twinkle more during nights like these. Instead of the freezing, hardened snow that came from the harsh conditions, Techno was treated to the carefree, powdered sugar consistency that kids loved to roll around in.

Techno let out a small breath, seeing it appear directly in front of his face. He did it a few times, trying to see if he could change its shape as if he was smoking a pipe, but quickly realized that he was getting off track.

With a crack of his neck to dispel the tension that was growing due to the chill, Techno made his way to the forest that was a few hundred feet away from his and Ranboo's cabin. Once he arrived, he found a few scraggly-looking trees and began chopping them down. Raising his axe, he heaved it to its side and it collided with the trunk with a dull thud. This continued until the tree fell to the ground.

" There we go. Take that tree. No one is a match for Technoblade," Technoblade said to himself.

He made quick work of cutting the tree into smaller logs that he can fit in his house. Using a net, he placed the freshly chopped logs inside and heaved them over his shoulder. Dragging them through the snow will make them wetter, which is not what he wanted if he needed a fire.

Techno decided that the tree provided just enough wood for him to last the night. It would be best to get more tomorrow with Ranboo.

Just as Techno finished wrapping the net securely around the logs, he noticed that it had started to snow. In fact, it started to snow incredibly hard.

" Oh no," Techno groaned, realizing his mistake.

Just because blizzard season wasn't here, doesn't mean that there couldn't be any blizzards. And it seems like one was developing right now. Blizzards were dangerous. They were cold, brutal, and blinding. You could be 5 feet away from your house and wouldn't even know it.

Technoblade was more than 5 feet away from his cabin.

Techno rushed out of the forest as fast as he could, but he was weighed down by both his axe and the logs. Just as he exited, the blizzard picked up speed and intensity, leaving Techno basically blind.

Techno rapidly took a few deep breaths, trying to calm himself down.

" Okay, it's okay. I'm definitely not going to die here, nope. The forest is right in front of the cabin. All I need to do is keep going forward and I will eventually reach it," Techno thought. He slowly began to move his way forward.

Each step felt like he was moving through tar. His bones were freezing and besides the howling wind, all that Techno could hear was his teeth chattering.

5 minutes turned into 10 minutes. 10 minutes turned to 15 minutes.

Needless to say, Techno felt that his situation was starting to get dire. Thank God he wasn't having a coughing or sneezing fit right now, but who knows how long that streak of luck will last?

The cold was starting to affect his head. It felt as if someone in his skull was violently beating against it with a hammer.

Suddenly, as if the Gods felt pity for poor Technoblade, he saw a yellow light appear a few feet in front of him.

Ranboo must have noticed that he was gone and turned on the lights in their cabin.

With a near-manic grin on his face, Techno felt a burst of energy enter his body and he started to jog toward the light. As he got closer to it, he noticed a shadowed figure start to materialize in front of him.

This made Techno frown in concern.

" Ranboo! What are you doing outside? Get back in! You're going to get hurt-"

" What's a Ranboo?" the shadowed figure asked.

Techno stopped running when he heard the voice. Squinting, Techno realized that there was no way that shadow was tall enough to be Ranboo.

Ranboo also didn't have a Northern accent.

The light started to get closer to him. In his confusion, Techno didn't move as he watched the figure approach him, holding an ornate silver lantern.

It didn't take long for them to be standing face to face.

It was a man. A blond man with shoulder-length hair, striking ice-blue eyes, and a scruffy beard on his chin. Seeing that he had wings, Techno could tell he wasn't human. However, besides the wings, the man didn't have any out-of-the-ordinary features.

Well, that wasn't entirely true. His clothing sure was strange.

He was wearing a white button-up shirt, black slacks, and long-laced leather boots. On his hands, he wore black silk gloves with an assortment of rings on his fingers. The only warm thing on the man would be his very fluffy white coat that was so long it dragged across the snowy floor. The green and white striped bucket hat clashed with all of his outfit, but it suited him in a weird way.

How this guy wasn't a popsicle astounded Techno. Maybe he had a high tolerance for the cold.

A very high tolerance.

They both stared at each other for a few seconds, Techno in awkward awe, and the man... Techno wasn't quite sure. Maybe he was also confused at seeing a pigman with an axe at 3 in the morning. Then again, he didn't look confused. He seemed... happy? He was smiling, but Techno wasn't sure if the smile was genuine or if that was the man's default.

He was thinking about this too hard.

Seeing as how the man wasn't planning on doing anything, Techno cleared his throat and said, " Er, Ranboo is my... roommate. I thought you were him, but... you aren't."

The man tilted his head to the side like a cat. His hair moved, allowing Techno to see that one of his ears was pierced with a sapphire earring.

" No, I am not a Ranboo. My name is Philza. What is your name?"

Techno didn't see the harm of giving this man his name, since maybe this would be a good segway for him to leave. The man might have been fine in the cold, but Techno wasn't.  

Already, he could feel his chest start to tighten.

" My name is Technoblade. Listen, I'm in a bit of a hurry. If you saw my cabin, can you point me in the direction of it?"

" Why?" the man, Philza, asked innocently.

Techno felt his confusion grow.

"... Because it's cold and I want to take shelter. Also, Ranboo is waiting for me and I have firewood. I rather not have him freeze to death. He owes me 6 years of rent money."

Now it was Philza's turn to look confused.

" You don't want to stay in the cold? You rather return to your crumbling dwellings with a person that depends on you completely without giving you any form of compensation?"

" I mean, that's kind of a rude thing to say."

At first, Techno felt a bit annoyed at what Philza said. Then, he realized that they were getting nowhere in this conversation and that Philza might have been a bit out of it from being out in the snow without any proper protection.

" Hey man, my cabin isn't too far from here. You can stay with Ranboo and me until the snow clears up. You're probably freezing to death right now. We can talk more when we reach the cabin," Techno said, feeling a bit awkward about inviting a complete stranger into his home. But it didn't feel right to just leave this guy here. He didn't look anywhere near prepared to survive in such a harsh environment.

Philza stared blankly at Techno. Suddenly, both his hands shot out and grabbed Techno's face.

Techno shouted in surprise and found himself being physically dragged down to meet Philza's eyes.

Before he could ask what the hell the man was doing, his breath caught in his throat.

Philza's eyes bore into his soul. The cold around Techno disappeared completely. All that he could focus on was those ice-blue eyes. The longer he stared at them, the more his chest felt frozen. The world around him didn't matter. Ranboo didn't matter. He didn't matter. All that mattered was looking into those eyes-

Techno was forced to close his eyes when a series of coughs wracked his frame. In his moment of lucidity, he blindly pushed against Philza, causing him to stumble back. He let go of Techno's face.

Techno fell to his knees as he continued to cough, saliva pooled rapidly into his mouth and dripped grossly onto the snow. His head felt hot, but the rest of him felt cold.

What was happening to him?

" You were telling the truth."

Techno quickly looked up to see Philza kneeling above him, blue eyes wide with amazement and excitement. He had a wide grin on his face.

It made Techno feel scared.  

" You want to go back home. I see it in your heart. Despite how miserable that cabin is, how terrible this village treats you, you love that house and you love that child, Ranboo, was it? More than that, there's something quite special about you. My snowflake isn't affecting you the way I thought it would, despite it still being in your eye."

" Snowflake?" Techno croaked out before he was wracked with more coughs and shivers.

" Yes," Philza rested his cheek against his hand as he continued to watch Techno struggle below him, " You were supposed to embrace the cold and crave it. The cold in your heart would cause you to lose your emotions, and then it would freeze your body. It seems, in fact, you're doing the exact opposite."

It took a few seconds for Techno to realize just what Philza was talking about.

The glass shard to his eye when he was playing with Ranboo.

Techno's eyes shot open as horror smashed into him like a freight train.

There was a legend that the villagers whisper around this time of year. A legend about a man who, every few decades, chooses his victims by blowing a snowflake into their eyes, blinding them from feeling the warmth of their loved ones and blocking them from feeling warmth for others. It would cause their hearts to grow cold until eventually, they turn into ice statues, serving the man for all eternity after he takes them away to his kingdom made of ice and snow.

The legend of the Snow King.

Techno didn't pay too much mind to the legend. While they fascinated him, he didn't believe in fairytales and when Techno and Ranboo first arrived here all those years ago there was nothing about this village that screamed 'haunted by a mad immortal supernatural being of unknown power'.

Seeing is believing, and Techno would be a fool if he ignored all the facts pointing to a very obvious answer.

This stranger was the Snow King, and he was incredibly screwed.

Techno struggled to get up, but his limbs were too weak, not that it will stop him.

He wasn't going to die like this.

He slowly started to crawl forward, away from the king and away from this situation.

" Where are you going?" the king asked.

" Home," Techno grunted out, "your invitation has been revoked just so you know."

Before he could even crawl an inch away, Techno felt a hand wrap around the collar of his coat and yank him up. Right away, he began to wiggle around to dislodge the grip, but the king didn't budge. He began to half carry half drag Techno with one hand towards a certain direction. The lantern that he carried with him swung back and forward with each step.

" Let me go! I'm not going to become one of your creepy statues for all eternity! That would put a major wrench in my plans to become a billionaire."

Techno continued to struggle until his eyes caught a glimpse of his cabin. A scant few feet away from it was a massive, silver sleigh. In front of it attached by leather reigns stood 8 huge, majestic-looking caribou.

Techno was shocked silent until the king all but tossed him into the back of the sleigh. He landed on the leather seats with a grunt.

He tried to get up, but the king simply pushed him back down with one hand.

" Don't worry, mate. It would be a crime to transform you into another ornament for my collection."

Just as hope began to rise in Techno's chest, it was immediately squashed when Philza flashed him a mischievous grin.

" Just as much of a crime as letting you go, that is."

" You're such a jerk," Techno wheezed. He tried to push his way up, but the king was too strong and he was too weak.

Philza chuckled in amusement as he watched Techno try to get up only for him to cruelly push him down again.

" Now, now. While I admire your determination, there's no use in struggling now. We'll be in the sky soon, and I'd rather you not tumble out of the sleigh and fall to your death."

" Make me, you discount Santa Clause," Techno said as he glared at this massive annoyance in front of him.

The king lifted a brow before placing his palm over Techno's head, covering both of his eyes.

" Good idea."

That was the last thing that Techno heard before pain quickly gathered in his right eye socket.

He was gone before he could even scream

.~:':~.

Philza let out a sigh of relief when the boy finally stopped struggling. Cautiously, he lifted up his hand. Techno was out cold. It was still his snowflake after all. While there were some things that were out of his control, he was able to accomplish that much.

Philza was about to make his way toward the front of his sleigh before he noticed something. Even in sleep, Techno continued to shiver.

He felt a tugging sensation in his chest. It was a feeling that he thought he lost forever.

After a few seconds of deliberation, Philza slowly slipped off his fur coat and draped it around Techno, arranging him so that he was laying evenly on his back in the comforter of the sleigh.

Out of habit, Philza gently brushed his hand across Techno's fluffy hair, moving it away from his closed eyes.

Philza stayed like this for a while, staring at Techno as he stewed in the emotions that he was feeling. Eventually, however, he sighed and got up.

It was time for him to return home. While it wasn't exactly what he was expecting, he got what he came for.

Philza slid up to the front and took his seat. He gripped the reigns and, with one snap of them, caused the caribou to settle.

He closed his eyes and imagined.

He imagined the wind in his hair and snowflakes whipping across his face.

He imagined the smell of ozone and the sight of his breath forming wispy clouds in front of him.

He imagined happy giggles and cool hands cupping his face. Warm brown eyes crinkled happily as they stared deeply into his own.

His eyes snapped open and, suddenly, they were flying.

Careful to keep control over the sleigh so it wasn't shaking too much in the air, Philza took the time to take in his surroundings.

The sky itself was a beautiful place, but the winter skies were breathtaking.

The stars sparkled the prettiest during winter, and the heavens only blessed his domain with the magical light which spanned from mountains to oceans.

His wings ached to touch the sky once more.

He ignored this by turning his attention to his newly required package.

Safe and secure. He could see Techno snuggle deeper into his coat before stilling once again.

With a grin, the Snow King, commander of the Aurora Borealis, ruler of the Winter realm, and Champion of the Stars snapped his reigns once more, causing the sleigh to fly faster.

He was eager to arrive at his kingdom, unaware that he might have picked up more than one passenger that night.

[devotedlystrangewizard]

"being autistic is about being bad at reading social cues" "being autistic is about stimming & sensory overload" NO.

this is autism.

[sl33py-g4m3r]

deleted the sleep schedule complaining cause I've been complaining about it too much~~ based on the way things work with me tho I'll work my way back around eventually~~

sorry for complaining about it so much~~

thought of deleting the magnetite question post but that was for a bit of fun thinking and (hopefully) didn't show incompetence with a series I hold so dear~~

or the before bed (what do these skills do) post where I rant and looked them up anyway.... i deeply worry about coming off as stupid

I now worry I've ether revealed too much information or have made myself seem incompetent to some degree~~

now anxiety is gnawing at me trying to complete a stupid cycle I'm trapped in~~~ I'd often delete my blog cause I feel like I've revealed too much personal stuff~~ but I always come back after a while anyway, different username, same walpaper, theme, and icon... so realistically there's no point in nuking it~~~

I wonder if there are people at the monastery that get too distracted studying relics that they also lose track of time and do what i do? and are constantly backwards sleep schedule wise as a result?

of course anyone of any alignment could probably get their sleeping patterns weird; and to be honest it's probably tied more to morality than anything else tho..... begs the question, which alignment would be more likely to constantly flip flop their sleeping schedule?

I'm assuming the day/night cycle is normal in smt iv? in mikado at least perhaps.... Does Mikado have seasons? I'd like to see winter~~~ Lake Mikado frozen over~~~ snow and ice everywhere~~

if you hide in a pile of snow to scare someone what's the likelihood that you'll die? fun isn't worth death methinks~~

Would the samurai uniforms change for winter in that case? Or is it just one standard all purpose one?

I bet I’m so short that if I wore a coat, it would drag the ground… unless they’re fitted per person. Kinda doubt it tho. Cause it seems they get the outfits immediately after the gauntlet rite…

Now imagining that the town would be decked out for whatever holidays they celebrate in Mikado~~ but what holidays would that be? Christian ones? Do we ever get any info on things such as this?

Interesting ~~~

From an anxious rant; into ‘that would be neat if we got more elaboration on this’

Idk how my mind works am sorry~~~ least I’m not anxious in this moment anymore ~~ lol.

Samurai training in the middle of a blizzard? If they train in places on the surface and it’s not just excursion into naraku…

I’ve somehow fused the anxiety with ‘this’ll be neat’ and am not anxious anymore what happened here?

Idk what this post is am sorry, lol. Stuff lately has just been ‘stream of consciousness with updates’

[ben-drabbles]

Psycho-Tech

A general term for devices that interact directly with sentient minds or reproduce psychic effects. Examples have been developed independently in many different civilizations over time, and our modern understanding stems significantly from research into older examples.

Ancient psycho-tech is found in nearly ever chr'tai ruin, though many other examples are found in old human colony ships or other places of long-dead civilization. Due to the near-universal nature of psychic communication, once these devices are reactivated, they can usually be used by any sentient person; as such, they are some of our best understood records of these ancient civilizations, alongside being useful pieces of technology in and of themselves. Examples include the ubiquitous chr'tai memory injectors, true ai cores, and the original foldspace drives.

A common variant of those aforementioned 'true' ai cores are what we now call psy-bots. While we don't understand the inner workings of their cores or the reason for their similarity across cultures, we know that they can be installed in psycho-tech exoskeletons, allowing them to effectively "inhabit" mobile bodies. They can even, rarely, exhibit psychic capabilities once activated. However, every core yet uncovered has had no remaining memory of their original design or purpose - effectively, they have become new beings after their long slumber. There is some contention as to their place in the galaxy, most placing them somewhere between simple technology and fully sentient people, some considering them a potential danger due to their unknown origin. While it is not our place to comment on ethics, we prefer visiting the places where they are considered people.

Modern psycho-tech, while easier to produce and understand, has more limited capabilities. Still, direct connection with a sentient mind has many useful applications. Mechanical exoskeletons can be controlled as one would move their own body. Foldspace drives allow ships to 'move at the speed of thought,' if you listen to the advertisements. Psy-com terminals allow psychic communication over interstellar distances. The list goes on - while we haven't yet cracked true AI technology, we continue to explore many new frontiers. With any luck, this record can become something of a living document.

[littlemissmiller]

𝑀𝑎𝑑𝑒 𝐹𝑜𝑟 𝑌𝑜𝑢

Pairing: joel miller x fem!reader

Summary: the summer before you graduated college, Joel Miller became a regular at the bar you worked. he was perfect except one small problem…you already have a boyfriend

Warning: 21+ (drinking), fluff, slight age gap (reader is in her early 20s and Joel is 30) smut, oral (f receiving) p in v, slight body worshipping, porn with plot

Word count: 5.2k

A/N: i did it! i finally wrote a fic to live up to my blog name! i’m so proud of this one y’all like omg…i love it, it’s so perfect. such a cute lil fluffy smut (≧◡≦) ♡ also still can’t get over the fact that people like my little hobby, so thank you for all the love! it only encourages me to write more. speaking of which, i have so many stories for the summer coming up, especially with tom blyth coming back as billy. i already have a few stories started so hopefully they will be out sooner rather then later. ok that’s it i have nothing more to say. enjoy ❣︎

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It was your last summer before graduating college and being home made you want to cherish your last year even more. You were looking forward to it and ready to be done bartending so you could see your friends and have some real fun. Sure, this job made you a ton of cash, but being home was nothing in comparison to being with your college friends in a town totally catered to you and your fellow students. Although your hometown had its perks. At least it used to. Your longtime boyfriend had never left your hometown or went to college. He had instead opted for going into a trade and becoming an electrician.

Your relationship was strong at first, but every semester it became harder and harder to navigate. Time after time you had convinced yourself that he was still your best friend, but meeting new people in college and getting to experience the joys of youth on your own for the first time, had given you a lot of perspective. So every birthday, holiday, and summer, you felt like you were coming home to a completely different man. Yet you stayed with him because you really wanted to make it work and you told yourself you loved him. Yet something unexpected had happened. One evening at work, a group of men came in to watch the Rangers game. That’s when you first met him and that’s the night Joel Miller would become a regular at your bar.

He was clearly older, at least thirty, but you couldn’t help but practically gawk at him all night. And you couldn’t help but think that Joel was eyeing you too. But you felt a wave of guilt overcome you. You knew you shouldn’t feel like this. You knew you shouldn’t be staring down another man like that but you couldn’t help it. But his arms looked so strong, like he could carry you effortlessly. You couldn’t help the way you smiled every time he would share a boisterous laugh with his friends. His own sweet smile drew you in and you noticed he had the cutest cheek nimble on top of it. From his big chiseled nose to his perfectly crafted jawline, he was an absolute Adonis. Just then another wave of guilt washed over you and you tried to shake away your feelings of disloyalty as you walked into the kitchen, putting their food order in.

As you walked out of the kitchen and brought them their next set of drinks, you tried not to look at him so much but it’s hard not to. Then he spoke up.

“Hey darling? Could I get some more napkins when you get the chance?”

“Yeah sure!” You scurried off and came back immediately

He smiled at you as he thanked you which made your heart flutter. As you made your way back to the kitchen, another server catches up to you.

“Who’s the handsome cowboy at 13?” She asked

“Oh” you started “I’m not sure. Are you talking about the man in the white shirt?” You lied acting like she was talking about someone else

“Girl, don’t play. I can see him undressing you right now”

You glanced over, and caught him smiling at you while he sipped his beer. You started to smile back, when the guilt hit you again and you turned back to your co-worker.

“Oh…yeah…h-he is handsome yeah…but not like I’m interested.” You lied again

“Okaaay whatever you say…” she said unconvinced, rushing off to her table

Joel and his buddies left around 9 and you noticed that Joel leaves the biggest tip out of everyone. Around 10 o’ clock you clocked out and headed to your boyfriend’s house where you had planned on spending the night. Once you arrived, you walked straight into his room where he was playing some PC game. His back was towards you and he didn’t notice you at first with his big headset on. You hugged him from behind and kissed his cheek. He startled and you jumped back.

“Woah! Hey! Your home” he remarked, clutching his chest, barely glancing at you “Jesus you scared me.”

“Clearly” you giggled

“God don’t sneak up on me like that. Could have cost me the game” he sighed, as he returned his full attention to the screen.

“What ya playing?

“COD” he remarked dryly

“Are you gonna be finishing soon?” You inquired

“Ahh probably not. I figured you’d be too tired to hang after your shift so I told the boys I’d be on tonight.”

“I thought you said we would watch a movie after work tonight?”

“Oh yeah, I mean I don’t know I just kinda figured you’d want to go to bed when you got home. Plus you fall asleep to every movie we watch together”

“Yeah” you sighed in disappointment, wanting to follow it up with “but that’s not the point.” You knew he’d get upset at you for pulling him away from his game. “I just want to cuddle you.”

“Ok ok I got ya. I’ll be in bed soon, ok.” He said halfhearted, still not looking at you.

You changed into a pair of sweat shorts and an old shirt and got ready for bed. As you climb into bed you want to cry. And you questioned your guilt from tonight. Maybe it was because it had been a while since a man seemingly flirted with you that made you realize just how lousy your boyfriend has become. When was the last time he genuinely made you feel special? You fell asleep, but were woken up by small kisses on your neck, but your boyfriend began to move more aggressively, trusting and grinning his crotch against your ass. At that point you’re too tired for sex, and all you wanted was for him to hold you and care for you.

“Mmm babe I’m really tired” you whined

“I thought you wanted attention?” He asked, continuing his actions. You pushed away slightly but he continued, only pulling you closer against his chest.

“I do, just not like this. Not right now ok? I just want to sleep.”

He sighed, turning over

“See this is why I don’t want to do a movie with you. I knew you would be too tired.”

“That’s not…” you wanted to finish your sentence again and say “that’s not fair” but once again that would probably upset him and now he was annoyed with you so you don’t want to push it. “I just want to sleep now ok.”

“Ok. It’s fine. Goodnight.” He huffed, falling asleep.

The next couple of shifts your mind is preoccupied by your newfound feelings about your relationship. Your boyfriend wasn’t abusive by any means, but it was clear the relationship wasn’t healthy anymore. That’s when the crying at work started. Mainly because you had just come from his house before each shift and every interaction with him pained you. The only thing that kept you from continuously calling off was Joel. Almost every shift around 5 o’clock he would come in, order a few beers, maybe something to eat, and chat it up with you.

By the third week, all your co-workers were teasing you about him. Whenever his truck would pull up in the parking lot, someone would come get you.

“Your cowboy is here!” Someone yelled out to you, stepping out of the kitchen. You left the servers station to greet him.

“Hey Joel! Mich Ultra? You asked

“You know it darling. How you’ve been?” He smiled, causing you to practically melt into a puddle. You gathered yourself and smiled back at him.

“About the same as the last time you saw me.”

“And still as beautiful as ever.” He winked

“You flatter me Mr. Miller. I bet Mrs. Miller is one special lady hmm?” You asked more or less trying to see if he was actually flirting with you or just being nice.

“She would if there was one.”

“Oh I thought you said you have a daughter?” You questioned more

“And a man can’t be a single dad in this world? How sexist of you” he chuckled sarcastically

You rolled your eyes at him and laughed along.

“I just thought such a handsome cowboy as yourself would have a beautiful gal to go home to.”

“I wish…” he sighed, eyes giving you a once over

“So where is she then? Your daughter? If not with her mom. You know we allowed kids in before 9 right?”

“Yeah, she just has soccer practice at this time three days a week. I figured why not wait for her to be done and come see you since I’m out and about.” He explained

“Ain’t you just a charmer.” I’ll get you that beer.”

You walk over to behind the bar and fetch Joel his beer.

“He’s just all over you” one of the bartenders remarked

“And he tips well too.”

“Gee I wonder why” they smirked, giving you a look “how does your boyfriend feel about him?”

“I mean he’s just a customer. They flirt all the time and who doesn’t like the extra cash?” You started quickly

“Mhmm sure” they said

You walk back to him, bringing him his beer and continuing to chat with him. He ordered another beer then left to go pick up his daughter Sarah.

Now every time at work shift, it felt like an escape. It also felt like a fantastic secret that only you knew about. A fantasy being played out in real life. Joel was so charming.

Even though he was older, his youthful demeanor shone through. He was caring too. If he wasn’t asking about you and your life, he was talking about his daughter. You could tell she was his world. He absolutely adored her, and you loved to listen to him go on and on about her. You didn’t quite care what your co-workers would say or how your boss didn’t like that you hovered around his table, sometimes neglecting your other ones.

But he couldn’t complain too much given Joel was a respectful, paying customer. And a great tipper. And he would always leave a little note on his receipt. Nothing too flirtatious, just innocent enough to toe the line. This went on for a couple more weeks, your boyfriend none the wiser. Not like he was paying much attention to you anymore. Every note, you would take them and make sure to hide them when you got home. You stored them in your sock drawer and kept them secret like everything else about him. You still felt guilty though and realize that you need to end things with your boyfriend. It’s harder than you thought and truthfully you don’t know how to leave someone you’ve cared about that much. And been with for so long. But talking to Joel made you realize what you needed. And what you wanted. And you wanted him. And something told you he wanted you too.

Then back at home, living with your boyfriend it was a totally different reality. He felt so disconnected from you, so indifferent. And the more you faded away from him the less you felt like you really loved him still. And he noticed you pulling away from him. One night, you came home and had kept another one of Joel’s receipts.

“See you Wednesday :) Joel”

You left your server book out on his bed, along with your purse and hopped into the shower without thinking. When you got out of the shower, your boyfriend was sitting on his gamer chair, nose deep in your server book. You froze and tightened the towel around you nervously.

“Oh hey babe. When did you get home? I thought you and the boys were having a boys night? “

“We decided to just get dinner instead. What’s this?” He asked, holding up the receipt.

“Oh, just one of my regulars. Don’t worry about it.” You giggled, trying to play it cool reaching for the book. He holds it back from you and stands up.

“Who’s Joel?”

“My regular” you repeated

“Oh yeah. I bet he tips you well hmm? Pays you lots of attention?” He asked accusatorily.

“I-he…he’s just a regular we get them all the time.”

“Yeah, but you said he is one of YOUR regulars. Why yours? Why is he writing you notes?”

“He-he just always sits in my section I don’t know. That’s not too unusual…and a lot of customers write thank you notes and stuff I can’t control them!” You insisted, readjusting your towel again

“You expect me to believe that?”

You scoffed and rolled your eyes.

“Why are you acting like this?”

“Well I don’t need creepy men hitting on my girl at work.” He barked back

“He’s not creepy and you’re being ridiculous.”

“Oh then what is he?”

“He’s just a customer!” You argued even though it was a lie

From that moment on, your boyfriend had grown highly suspicious of your relationship with him and Joel. Wednesday rolled around and Joel showed up again as expected. You nervously approached him as he sat down.

“Well hey their sugar” he smiled

“Hey Joel” you replied, only giving him a half smile

He searched your face and could tell something is up.

“You ok?”

“Yeah, just life stuff. So Mich Ultra?”

He nodded and you walked off. His eyes followed you, watching you as you went to the bar. You came back and gave him his beer. You wanted to set it down and walk away, but Joel’s concerned eyes beckoned you to say.

“Thinking about food?” You asked him

“Maybe. I’m sorry doll, I don’t mean to pry but if I did anything to put you off-“

“No Joel of course it’s not you it’s just…relationship issues” you huff

“Sorry to hear that sugar. I hope y’all can work it out”

“I hope so” you sigh, knowing it’s a lie.

Just then your boyfriend storms into the bar. You don’t notice him at first, but then you hear a set of heavy footsteps approaching towards you and you look up. Confused, you call out his name.

“What are you doing here?”

“Can’t visit my girl at work anymore?” He asked glancing at Joel

“Excuse me.” You mumble to Joel, walking over to him and grabbing his hand. You lead him out of the building.

“What are you doing?!” You shouted

“Is that him? Is that Joel?” he sneered

“Why do you care all of a sudden hmm? You’ve barely paid attention to me in the last few months. What happened to us?” You nearly sobbed.

He sighed and shook his head

“What do you want from me? I mean I’m frustrated with you too if that helps. You have completely shut yourself off, don’t tell me shit! I’m upset too! Especially that I know you’re flaunting yourself around weirdo old men.”

“Stop! That’s it, I can't do this anymore. I’m so scared to tell you anything because of how you act when I share your feelings. When I come home, you ignore me and frankly it seems like you only give me affection when you want to fuck me!”

He rolled his eyes and scoffed, throwing his arms up.

“Oh my god! You over exaggerate everything. Is this why you’re acting like an attention seeker? Because you think I don’t pamper you?”

“Unbelievable. Pampering really…you know what I’m not arguing with you! I’m done! We’re done!” You shout and storm back into the back

“Done? Really like that? Four years done like that? Fine whatever, be that way, I know you don’t mean it. I’ll see you at home.” And he storms off back to his car.

You wanted to cry as you stormed back into the bar, but you held yourself together.

You tried to hide your clearly upset face as you rushed back into the kitchen and into the back alley next to the dumpsters. Joel noticed and ran out of the bar looking for you. He searched around the building then he called out to you.

“Hey. What’s wrong.”

You can’t help it. One look at him, and you ran into his arms. He embraced you, holding you tight.

“Hey my little firefly…what’s wrong?” He asked, his sweet southern drawl falling like your tears.

“I loved him Joel… why do people stop loving you back…” you sobbed

Joel gently stroked your hair, attempting to calm you down. It didn’t feel strange to be held by him. You felt safe, and comfortable in his arms, despite barely knowing him or even having any interaction with him outside of work, that moment felt right.

“I don’t know darling.” Joel sighed

You eventually gathered yourself and go back inside with him. Your boss thankfully didn’t notice your absence. Joel returned to his table and you returned to your other patrons. After his beer, Joel left and you didn’t really get a chance to see him leave. When you went to collect his tap you saw another note this time with his phone number and it read:

“Gotta go get Sarah. Call me if you need to talk”

Your heart dropped. He had finally given you his number and at the same time you still felt guilty. Even though you had, despite what your now ex-boyfriend thinks, finally ended your relationship. And here the opportunity was. Right in front of you. You look at the receipt, take it, fold it and immediately put it in your pocket to keep it safe. You clock out at ten and are all too eager to get into your car to call Joel. Once you do, you dial the number and it rings.

“Hello?”

“He-hey Joel it’s me…” you uttered

“You ok darling?” He asked sweetly

Maybe it was his voice, the question, or the fact that the weight of the burdens of your life seemed to have fallen apart around you, but you cried again. Letting it all out and at the same time feeling better than ever.

“Hey hey hey” Joel whispered “I just put Sarah to bed…why don’t you come over here? We can talk ok?”

You nodded and sobbed.

“Ok…”

Joel texted you his address and you put it into your GPS. It’s only about a ten minute drive to his house and when you pulled up, you nervously exit your vehicle. You walked up the front door and knocked quietly, not wanting to wake Sarah. A moment later, it swung open and Joel’s handsome face looked at yours with deep concern.

“Come on in.”

You nodded and walked into his home. As expected it’s much nicer than your boyfriends, but then again Joel is an actual adult, with a kid, and mortgage to pay off so it was to be slightly expected. It wasn’t too fancy, just your standard suburban home. You walked over to the couch and Joel followed you.

“Can I get you something to drink?”

“Honestly I need something a little strong. Got any whiskey?”

He smiled ear to ear.

“Ya betcha.” And he rushed off into his kitchen.

You made yourself comfortable and tried to relax as you looked around Joel’s living room. You curiously strode over to his bookshelf and read the titles. Lots of history books, a few fiction and then you noticed the framed photo of him and his daughter. You realize you’ve never seen a photo of her, but she’s just as beautiful as you could have imagined. You smiled and Joel caught you in your curiosity.

“She’s been my little gem since day one. Just me and her. I don’t think I ever told ya, but her mom left us so…” he remarked.

You looked at him, smiled and nodded.

“She’s beautiful, Joel. You’re a great dad.”

Joel sat the glasses of whiskey down on the shelf and reached for your hand. You gasp slightly, look at where he’s touched you and then look up into his eyes. He tucked a piece of your hair behind your ear.

“You asked me why people stop loving people back and ya know, I still don’t have a good answer for that. I guess it’s because I’ve been asking myself the same thing for the last twelve years.”

“Joel…you’re such a good man…” you sighed, squeezing his hand.

“You’re too kind darling.” He smiled

“No really.”

You stared at him for a moment. His eyes searched your own looking for what he suspected you wanted from him. He cupped your face and he leaned in to kiss you. His lips fit perfectly against yours, like he was made for you. It was perfect and passionate. He was so gentle, yet you could feel how badly he had wanted this moment with you. He pulled back for a moment to make sure he hadn’t crossed the line.

“Got a bedroom?” You smirked

Before you knew it, Joel was crawling on top of you and you took off your shirt. At the same time he was busy frantically kissing your neck and jaw. He tossed it off and Joel took a moment to admire your chest. He gasped and reached to grope your breasts. Your soft, perky mounds fit perfectly in his hand and he began to massage you. He was in utter awe of you. Almost overwhelmed that he was getting to have you like this. You stared back up at him, equally in awe at that moment.

His big brown eyes melted your heart and all your troubles melted too. Fuck your lousy ex. All you wanted and needed was Joel. He kissed you again as he continued to play with your breasts. You let out a few giggles that turned into harsh, sharp moans as he moved his mouth down your body.

“Fuck…” you whispered, the word dancing around the room.

As his lips trailed you, your body reacted, your hips bucked and you were practically squirming under him. When his mouth found your cleavage, you felt the heat in between your legs grow stronger.

He continued to kiss you, only breaking away to take off his own shirt. He was toned, his skin smooth and he was unbelievably broad. You couldn’t help but admire the way his collar bone met his neckline. It was clean and sharp. You tried not to think of your ex, but in comparison he was not as fit as the gorgeous man in front of you. You placed your hands on his chest and felt his pecs, running your fingers down to his abdomen. You leaned up to kiss him again. His lips were so soft and addictive. You could’ve kissed him all night, but your desires beckoned for more. He held you up slightly and flipped you over. As he did he unhooked your bra and you let it fall off your chest. He tossed it on the ground and admired your bare chest for the first time.

“You’re so gorgeous. “ he uttered as your hair fell in front of you.

He pushed it out of the way and cupped your face. He pulled you back down to capture your mouth once again, lightly gripping the back of your neck. Your bare boobs pressed down against his chest, a feeling which you love. Skin on skin, the close intimacy and the feeling of being wanted more than just something to fuck. That’s how your ex had made you feel the last few months when you and him had sex, so being touched, cherished by Joel made your head spin. You weren’t used to it and you could feel your body reacting to the unfamiliar sensations. Joel noticed.

“Baby, you ok?”

You blushed at the nickname, smiled and nodded.

“It’s just been some time since I felt like this.”

“When’s the last time he touched you?”

“I-I mean we would have sex once or twice a week…”

“When is the last time he really touched you though. Made you feel special?”

You simply stared at him speechless and tilted your head.

“You know what, forget about him. Just focus on me. Let me make you feel good like you deserve.”

With that, he decided to be bold and reached for your mini skirt. He pulled it down past your hips and you lifted them up so he could pull it off you. He tossed it on the ground with your bra and his hands immediately moved to cup your ass. He squeezed the pillowy flesh as you moved your hips. You could feel him getting hard under you and you eagerly reached for his belt. His hands moved up to your waist, rocking you more. You undo his belt and he lifted up his hips to take off his pants. He slid them off along with his boxers, revealing his length. It was perfect. Just the right size, the mushroom tip red and swollen. Encouraged by his actions, you slide your panties off and you are both completely bare in front of each other.

He soaked the sight of your naked beauty in, eyes trailed over all your curves and edges. You were simply divine to him, a work of art. He runs his hands back up to your chest, briefly groping them, his eyes completely focused on your face. You grab his cock and began slowly stroking it. His mouth drops slightly as he watched you. He tilted his head back on the pillow briefly, before he looked back up to watch you. His breathing became ragged and you picked up your pace. You start to move on top of him, guiding his cock to your entrance, but he stops you.

“Let me get you wet.” He insisted, grabbing your hips and flipping you again. Immediately, he kissed down your body, worshiping you. “You’re so perfect. If you were my girl I’d never stop showing you how perfect you are.” He muttered in between kisses.

He kissed your inner thigh before he experimentally rubbed your clit. You gasped, your hips bucked in his face. He smirked at your reaction, loving how you responded to his touch. Taking that as a sign you wanted more, he gently kissed your slit. He gave you another one and another one until the little pecks of his lips turned into the sloppy mess of his tongue. It had been ages since a man had gone down on you like this. Your ex-never warmed you up beforehand anymore, too eager to satisfy his own desire and pleasure. Joel knew how to be a real man. His tongue and lips suck and rub at your core. He moved his head too, adding to the friction. You reached for his brown locks, desperately in need of something to hold onto. He hung onto your hips and he moved you against his face. He moaned against your core, eating you out like you were the most delicious meal of his life. He pulled back, out of breath and drunk in your juices.

“Could taste ya all day darling.”

You nodded as he inserted a finger in you, twisting it. He slowly pumped it into you, curling it up as he added another finger. He watched as your face scrunched up in pleasure. He sped his hand up, totally focused on getting you to finish.

“Joel…Joel…Joel…” you chanted “Gonna cum”

He nodded and worked you a bit more until you tightened down around his digits. You came hard, the euphoria rushed through your body like a roller coaster.

“So beautiful oh my god.” He praised, rubbing your thighs.

He crawled back up to you. He kissed you letting you taste yourself. You hadn’t felt this kind of passion in a while, this intense feeling of intimacy.

“You ready? He asked, slowly rubbing your clit again.

You nodded as he lined himself up with your slit. You felt as his cock pushed past your folds and stretched you out perfectly. You gasped and he kissed your cheek feather light. He cooed at you as he slid in, hitting the back of your cervix. You gasped, which turned into a raspy moan that floated from your lips. Joel cupped your face, stroking his thumb across your cheek. You two shared in the silence of your pleasure for a moment, taking in how good the other felt. He moved, slow at first then he sped up. He felt so full inside you, and you lost yourself in the sensation of his length. You could have stayed like that all night, the steady motion of his cock pumping into you was pure bliss.

“Does that feel good?” Joel inquired lovingly

“Yes, please Joel I want more. I need more of you.”

Per your request, he gave you more, slightly giving into his own desires to want to ravish you. But given it’s your first time with him, Joel didn’t want a sloppy, lustful encounter. Yet, he picked up his speed, his length now hitting the back of your walls at an almost brutal pace. Joel makes sure to keep checking in on you to make sure you’re okay or that it doesn’t hurt too much. You panted and panted as he continued, gripping onto his waist with your legs, pushing him deeper into you. He moved a bit more then flipped over. You smiled at him, slightly out of breath.

“I want to see that beautiful body riding me. Is that ok?”

You nod enthusiastically, slowly starting to move your hips. Joel’s hands groped your ass, rocking you on him more. He sat up, pressed his lips firmly against yours and held you tight. You started to bounce on him which elicited a guttural moan from his lips. He moved his hand to your hips, looking up at you in awe.

How could anyone not treat you like the absolute treasure you are?

Joel thought and wondered to himself as he held you. He couldn’t believe that your ex-boyfriend would neglect you. What a foolish man, but now he had you. In the exact moment he had imagined. He had you. He moved his hips in sync with yours. You steadied yourself on his shoulders, ecstasy, providing you escape. Your breath hitched as you feel his cock stiffen more inside you. He was close. You didn’t want it to end but then again you had a feeling this wouldn’t be your last encounter with Joel. A few last rocks of your hips and he was spent. He pulled you off him abruptly as he shot his load onto his stomach. You caught your breath, resting your forehead against his. You held his jaw in your hands, settling your hips.

“Joel…” you whispered, the words ghosting over your lips.

“Yes darling..” he whispered back

“Y-you have no idea how much I wanted you like this.”

“I know. Me too, but not just like this. I want you. All of you. Can I please have it?” He nearly begged

Your enthusiasm took over you and you planted a spontaneous kiss on his lips.

“Yes Joel…you can have all of me.”

꧁✩★✩꧂

[taasgirl]

espresso - lando norris

summary: y/n is a famous singer who also happens to be a massive f1 fan. when she mentions a liking for a certain driver, it's only fate that he tries everything in his power to get her attention.

a/n: no face claim! the outcomes/order of races are altered to fit the story, it's just a fun time!!

liked by oliviarodrigo, oneruel, pedri, and 1, 376, 227 others ynusername my new interview with wired is out now!

user64973 Stop you're gorgeous

user89322 do i wanna be her or be with her??

user09384 so who r u crushing on huh

ynusername it's a seeeecret 🤫

user44172 This entire vid is so chaotic omfg

user03638 Please let y/n enter her wag era

liked by user55736, user89842, user73903, and 10, 652 others user33973 HELLO???? LANDO LITERALLY LIKED THIS TWEET I'M CRYING

user98301 brother personally knows who y/n's next bf should be

user40440 HAHA NO LITERALLY

user34593 God please let this be lando shooting his shot after watching y/n's recent interview

user43982 NO WAIT UR SO FR BECAUSE SHE LITERALLY MENTIONED LIKING AN F1 DRIVER WHAT IF IT'S HIM??

user12871 lando and y/n 🙏🙏

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liked by oscarpiastri, lorde, gavi, and 782, 774 others ynusername what a race! lovely to see you again @ oscarpiastri, maybe aim for a podium next time though?

oscarpiastri I'd like to see you try in a f1 car

user49949 Wait is oscar the guy y/n was talking abt in that vid? user53004 i hope not, i love him and lily

user20833 Okay so did y/n and lando interract or not? 😭

user61221 hot girls support mclaren (confirmed!) liked by ynusername

user89483 y/n slowly integrating herself in the f1 scene, we see u girl

liked by danielricciardo, logansargeant, ynusername, and 2, 459, 383 others landonorris A lot to learn from this weekend, but we keep pushing. Also great to meet a lot of new faces and the incredible fans🧡

user58273 SORRY WHAT THAT SECOND PHOTO...

user89894 is the new face y/n perhaps??

mclaren Great weekend Lando! liked by landonorris

user92702 I genuinely tweak whenever u post bc u look so fine

user53982 not y/n liking this post 😭

user66359 AND SHE DOESN'T EVEN FOLLOW HIM user98123 miss girl is stalking her crush i bet

user17263 please let this year be your year

user52209 Did anyone see his response to that post race interview?

user28732 YES AND HOW HE HAS HIS EYE ON SUM1

user87229 oh he trynna thirst trap (y/n) liked by landonorris

liked by lilyzneimer, oliviarodrigo, pedri, and 334, 938 others ynusername remember that one bitch ass ex I had? yeah well I wrote another song about him! 'feather' is yours now, but best enjoyed when you have an ugly, cheating, lying dick of an ex to think about. have fun with this one!! 😘

lilyzneimer STOP I'M ACTUALLY DYING I WAS NOT EXPECTING OSCAR OMG I CAN'T STOP LAUGHING liked by ynusername

user82983 i was like wow normal post! and then boom. oscar.

oscarpiastri Okay that seems a little mean

lilyzneimer already on repeat

oscarpiastri Um excuse me???? Did you read the caption...

user68297 NEW Y/N MUSIC YESYESYES

user26321 omfg i've been waiting for an angry y/n song

user72639 this sounds really familiar?? song of the summer maybe?

ynusername ahhhh thank you bb

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liked by user58273, user98004, user63874, and 10, 376 others user44938 Y/N papped in Monte Carlo today! Rumours are circulating that she was visiting F1's starboy Lando Norris, however there is no official confirmation.

user99812 ohhh y/n we see you

user89283 Okay everyone shut up abt lando, let's take a moment to appreciate y/n's beauty omf she's gorg

user23294 I SECOND THIS !!

user12834 hmm i wonder why she's in monaco...

user48463 Y/N u ain't slick 😭

user35273 she saw lando's story and ran straight to him

user16282 "how far u go for a sneaky link? I'd fly"

user52883 I know damn well she ain't in monaco for a holiday

liked by landonorris, gracieabrams, laufey, and 483, 995 others ynusername it's exactly like selena gomez's 2011 film

user73948 I KNOW LANDO'S HOODIE WHEN I SEE IT

user63762 ur the genuine it girl

lilyzneimer Monte Carlo reference, I love it liked by ynusername

user11928 landoooo

landonorris oooooo

user40948 oh hey lando user29830 Fancy seeing you here user73984 He wants her so bad

oscarpiastri I think I've seen that hoodie before

ynusername hmm i wonder where 🤷‍♀️

user49283 girl saw his story and flew out IMMEDIATELY

user53984 y/n l/n wag era loading 😏😏

user92874 So pretty

liked by oscarpiastri, ynusername, mclaren, and 3, 469, 848 others landonorris Calm before the storm #raceweek

charlesleclerc Good to see you with some company

user76483 CHARLES HASFGUEH

ynusername omg invite me next time

user42761 Girl bfr we know where u were at

user52739 THIS IS SO FUCKING CUTE

user19820 y/n and lando are a match made in heaven

user82637 I wonder who you were hanging out with 🤔

oscarpiastri Wow I feel like I've seen that girl before

ynusername me too

user61542 not lando soft launching y/n as if we don't know it's her

user82736 I mean technically we don't

user19823 @ user82736 No I think it is confirmed, she was heard on his twitch stream the other day

liked by landonorris, lilyzneimer, danielricciardo, and 1, 254, 982 others mclaren Our drivers and their partners after qualifying! Lando and Oscar will begin P4 and P5 respectively in Monte Carlo 🧡🤍

user82638 AND THEIR PARTNERS??? Y/N AND LANDO?

user52761 admin really said if they won't confirm it, I will liked by mclaren

user52839 Please lando and y/n are adorable

user82636 lily & oscar >>>

user48273 Sooooo they official...?

user27163 guys stop with this y/n x lando madness, i need a double mclaren podium

user82638 y/n really manifested her wag era huh

liked by ynusername, logansargeant, lilymunhe, and 3, 716, 372 others landonorris Monaco '24. Thank you to everyone who came out, and showed me support this weekend. I promise to be better next race. tagged: oscarpiastri & ynusername

ynusername my racer 🧡🏎️

user62538 HELLO? user82776 i'm gonna be sick

mclaren Papaya boys! liked by landonorris

user72538 Y/N is so beautiful I can't even

user16529 HIS EYES

user52863 him hard launching y/n >>>>

user98276 This is MY victoria and david

ynusername omg we're definitely not as cool as them

user41752 i won't get over this ever

liked by landonorris, phoebebridgers, mclaren, and 967, 837 others ynusername i think i need to buy more orange clothes

landonorris I've already offered up half my closet to her...

landonorris nice shirt though 😏

user62538 oh i'm living for their hard launch

lilyzneimer Welcome to the team!!

user22817 STOP THIS IS ADORABLE PLS WE NEED Y/N AND LILY CONTENT IMMEDIATELY

mclaren Our favourite pop star liked by ynusername 🌟

user52763 Y/N THE WAG YESSSSSS

oscarpiastri It's actually papaya

ynusername okay sassy man apocalypse lilyzneimer @ ynusername feed him to the zombies

liked by oliviarodrigo, landonorris, lilyzneimer, and 583, 872 others ynusername oh and btw, my new song espresso is out and it's a @ landonorris certified 'banger'. his words not mine. listen on all platforms now!!

landonorris She's working late cause she's a singerrr

ynusername haiii

user72637 y/n really walked in and said that she's the best lando ever had and ever will have

landonorris I mean it's true sooo

user62537 Okay lando I didn't know u had game like dat

lilyzneimer oh I love you

ynusername LILYYYYYYY i love u so much oscarpiastri I think our gfs are gfs... @ landonorris

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please let me know if you guys liked this! i love doing lando fics so much. as always, my reqs are open so feel free to drop suggestions!!

here’s a cute oscar smau i just wrote

[bootlegspiders]

Hey, so for Watcher fans who may not wanna pay for another subscription or just wanna watch something new here are some other youtubers you should take a look at if you want to get a spook or learn some history

(* = potentially triggering topics covered usually associated with crimes, so be careful)

Ghost Hunting and general spooky vibes:

AmysCrypt - Your typical ghost hunting show with two Australians traveling the world, though I will say they do go to places I've never heard of before and they do very good research. And there are some goofs along with the spooks.

The Ouija Brothers - Two British dudes finding ghosts in England. The vibes are generally pretty chill and it's a good time

The Paranormal Scholar - A mixed bag of all paranormal happenings from ghosts to demons to cryptids and aliens. Sort of an overview to deepdives on various paranormal occurrences. The research is immaculate and their voice is very soothing in my opinion.

Paranormal Quest - Ghost hunting in the US, sometimes goofy sometimes serious, but they do go to some interesting places and some familiar ones too

Weird History:

ObsoleteOddity* - This guy is great, like 80% of the things he covers I've never heard of before. Very atmospheric, fun little visuals, and a large variety of weird events and people for topics.

Georgia Marie* - A little bit of everything, but she focuses on strange things that have happened, lgbt history, true crime, and historical disasters. She covers enough of everything that I'm sure you'll find something

Stefanie Valentine* - I'm not sure if she even posts anymore, but I thought what she was doing was great. Think Vampira or Elvira but for older true crime and ghost stories, I think the latest covered would have been like early 1900s. Idk I just thought it was like a cute spooky lil storytime

Caitlin Doughty or Ask A Mortician* - Pretty sure y'all would know who she is but just in case, she's a mortician who covers topics relating to death! From odd ways people have died, or odd things that have happened to people after they've died. And just odd or tragic things that have happened through history. It's silly, but done with levity and care and respect the topics deserve.

General History:

Part-Time Explorer - Mostly history on ships and ghost towns with the occasional train. Lots of research and interviews, very well done and worth checking out even if it may not be your thing.

History's Forgotten People - Talks about sometimes obscure, or sometimes not, historical individuals. Even if you've heard of the person in the topic, they'll talk on something obscure about that person.

History Tea Time with Lindsay Holiday - A heavy focus on royalty around the world, a generally upbeat dive into historic individuals.

(Or you could always go watch time team, that's an option and it's my guilty pleasure love me some archeology)

True Crime:

There are so many out there, so I'll just recommend two of my favorites

Gabulosis* - She focuses on vintage cases 20 years or older (literally in her opener) and is well researched and respectful. Another one that talks on cases I've never heard of that deserve to be heard.

Mysterious WV* - True crime and missing persons based in the West Virginia area and neighboring states. Idk how to even explain the vibes. This guy is just great please watch him trust me you won't be disappointed.

That's all for now, feel free to add your own recs out there!

[certifiedwerewolf]

Story idea to ponder: a series of ghost encounters told through the eyes of a local pizza delivery guy, because the only thing the town has going for it are a really nice pizzaria and an allegedly haunted house that attracts ghost hunters, who inevitably end up ordering pizza halfway through their spooky slumber party.

I think the twist ending should be the pizza guy showing up to have a pizza-and-movie sleepover with the ghost, who is his buddy.

[xqueen-of-disasterx]

Congrats on 1k! Absolutely love your work, especially the darker fics.

Can I request step-sis intersex!Nat walking in on reader as she's asleep and deciding that she's finally going to take her for herself? Nat starts eating reader out to get her wet and the reader moans Nat's name in her sleep, so Nat wakes her up so she can really enjoy it.

Thinking that maybe Nat ties the readers hands above her head, as Nat forces her huge cock inside the readers tiny body, creating a belly bulge. Finishing inside her to breed her and then making the reader cock-warm her so that she can stay full. Belly rubbing because Nat is obsessed with the sight of her cock inside her innocent little step-sis.

Kinks: bondage, breeding, dub-con that turns consensual, somnophilia, belly bulge, Daddy kink and thinking cock-warming too.

Thank you!

Closer

𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: fem!reader x step-sis!Nat

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐲: Having your beloved step sister back home for the summer turned more pleasant than expected.

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: SMUT, DUB-con, but the reader is very into it, amab!Nat, dom!Nat, sub!reader, age gap (legal), taboo relationship, kinda mean Nat, tattooed Nat (Nat is just the stereotypical bad boy), innocent!reader, Daddy!kink, alcohol use, bondage, breeding kink, somnophila, cock warming, size kink?

!Disclaimer English is not my first language so please excuse any grammar or spelling errors. This story is completely fictional. I do not own these characters!

𝐀/𝐍: kisses from the hospital guys enjoy the first park of the 1k special I’ll post more requests soon. This request was really fun to write

𝐌.𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 | 𝐍𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

Natasha knew how wrong it was to feel that kind of way about her step sister, but she was only a human too. Ever since she had came to visit her father for this summer she couldn't help herself but see you in a different light.

Back when her dad first started to live with your mother, she only had eyes for the many girls tendering to her, who were in her grade or above. She never really noticed you, of course you were her annoying little step sister who could've guessed you'd turn into this?

You weren't innocent either, you were always found of Natasha. In your eyes she was the coolest person you'd know, with her blue tainted hair and fast cars, you were heart broken whenever you saw a different girl enter her room.

Natasha soon went away for college, meaning you'd only get to see her for the holidays which was still enough to keep you crushing on her. It was special that she visited this summer especially since you just turned 18.

This summer had been unusual hot for the colder climate of Ohio, but it's not like you were complaining to see Nat in all those wifebeaters and sport bras. She normally rummaged in the garden, laying at the pool, again in sports bras and swim trunks. It made your cheeks heat, your stomach feel weird, and every once in a while when you saw how she climbed out of the pool, the muscles under her wet skin flexing, it made you feel all itchy down there.

Another hot summer day, another day where you'd relax under the water sprinkler in your backyard, just like you did when you were a child. Except for a pair of eyes watching from the pool. Natasha Romanoff, your step- sister, whose eyes hid under her shades, watched every move of yours. She sat by the pool shirtless to "tan", Natasha never tanned, she had the skin colour of a porcelain doll and always used the highest sunscreen to not end up looking like a lobster. No, she was there to observe, not the local birds, or nature, no, you. How could anyone be so carless, she asked herself as she watched your white camisole top turn translucent.

Shortly after realising what she was doing she, or better what your view did to her prick, she looked back on her phone scrolling on a black screen to look less suspicious. But it's not like you would've noticed anyway, Natasha knew how innocent you were, how your mother had sheltered you in contrast to herself. God, get yourself together Natasha, she thought to herself. If she wanted she could've get a hook up here within the day, but it wouldn't help last time she tried she accidentally moaned your name while cumming. Something so utterly embarrassing the girl left immediately after.

"Natty" you ask in an innocent voice, every other person calling the other woman that wouldn't stand here today, but she let it slide. "What's up" She asked as her eyes wandered over your wet body to which your clothes clanged. Natasha never was a religious person but in this moment she thanked god for the invention of sunglasses.

"Can you get me towel from inside" you asked giving her your best bambi eyes. "Go get it yourself, I'm not your personal servant" She scoffed "Please, Tasha I'm all wet and I don't want it tripping on the floor board" She shook her head "You should've thought about that in the first place" She mumbled under her breath but still got up to get you your towel. She could never say no to one of your pleads.

"Thank you" you grinned and wrapped you up in one of this big fluffy towels. She smirked back at you her hands rubbing over your wet skin. "There you go sweetheart" She mumbled again feeling a tingle in her pants when her hands touched you.

"Where's mom?" You asked stepping into the large living area you parents had. "Out for dinner with my dad" She remarked not even looking up from the TV where some, for me, unimportant soccer game was running. "Why are you still standing there?" She asked in a dismissive tone "They'll be gone the whole night" Oh, the whole night just you and your step sister together, great. Nat chugged more of her beer side eyeing you to leave her alone, of course she wanted you close, closer than close, but you couldn't know that yet. Not to mention that with the more of the bitter liquid she had the less she could control her urges. 

It wasn't that wrong, she tried to tell herself, millions of guys before her had fucked their step sisters right? Eventually you opened your mouth again "I'll head to bed now" you started and only earned a little hum from her and some mumbled words you didn't understand before slipping on her beer bottle again. 

Her team lost, of course it did, Natasha turned the TV off rubbing her eyes before too going to her bed room but not without making another stop at your room. She slipped though the crack in the door closing it gently before taking a seat next you on the soft cushion of the bed. She always did that, making sure you were save and sound but tonight it was different. She was frustrated, and horney, one more than the other. 

"You're so pretty" she mumbled being lost deep in the haze of the alcohol and lust, she knew you couldn't hear her nor feel but she still gently wiped some lost hair behind your ear. You squirmed under her feather like touch. You rolled onto your back the blanket slipping from your body exposing your topless body. Fuck, you had forgotten to wear a shirt to bed, or had you? Nat saw it as an invitation to taste your sweet body. 

She stood up pulling her hoodie off to reveal a hard set of muscles covered in tattoos, she strangled your smaller body kissing the valley between your breasts before turning to kiss down your soft stomach. You squirmed again your hands trying to find something to grip on, Nat caught your hands bringing them above your head before using her abandoned top to tie your hands to the head board of your framed bed. 

Finally she could turn to your soaked panties tugging them off your legs, your step sister placed both of your legs on her shoulders giving you better access to your sleeping form. She kissed your pubic bone before taking a deep sniff of your glossy cunt. "let my taste you baby girl" She groaned before licking over your weeping pussy, you tasted fantastic better than any girl she had before you. 

Your clit was pulsing in need to be touched, standing proud from his hood Nat couldn't resist tasting the forbidden fruit. When she took your bubble of nerves in her mouth she couldn't believe her ears. "Nat" came a sob from your throat she let she teeth scrape over it just to check she wasn't completely mad "Natasha" now it was a full blown moan, she smiled getting more and more bold with her movements. 

She kept on licking away on your cunt and thankfully to her many years of experience with the girls in college she had you trembling towards the edge within minutes. She took your clit in her mouth again this time biting down gently, to wake you from your slumber you thought to yourself. 

"I- what" poor innocent you were to confused to even grasped what was happening to you you were lost in a haze of mind numbing pleasure until you tried to find to source of it. "Nat-?" you were interrupted by an almost pornographic moan breaking free from your throat. You winded your body on the bed tugging on the restrains before climaxing under her tongue. She made you ride out your orgasm before hushing your quiet sobs. "You're mine baby girl" she kissed your pelvis bone. "Nat we can't" you mumbled "No one needs to find out" She reassured you "Just say no and we'll forget a bout this all, but something tells me, little girl, you want me just as much as I want you"

"You’re right" you mumbled under your breath making Nat smirk she stood up again tugging off your boxers to reveal a dick of a size you had never seen before. Of course you didn't have much experience but she looked inhuman. "Nat it's not-" She hushed you "call me daddy" Instinctively you closed your legs making nat chuckle. "Too big" You mewled again "Oh bunny, I'll make it fit, daddy would never hurt her little girl" she reassured you her hands trailed down her body brushing over the small patch of her which made up her happy trail. She pried your legs open before pushing them to your chest. 

She alined herself with you before slowly pushing inside your small hole, bringing tears to your eyes. It felt like her dick suffocated by your tight velvet walls, when she finally did bottom you out she knew it was heaven of earth. She admired the small bulge forming on your lower stomach rubbing over it in an awe. 

She waited for you to at least try to adjust before setting a rapid pace giving you no breaks, it felt like she was trying to compare her performance with a machine. I string of moans and whispers left your throat as her hips kept pistoling into your tight heat. 

"Fuck" She groaned in between thrusts "I'm gonna fucking breed this little pussy. Wouldn't you like that daddy making you a mommy?" You were too dumbed down to even comprehend her words  and the self assigned title made you see stars. "Answer daddy" She commented slapping your tits which bounced with ever vigour truths of her hips. "Yes daddy" you mewl in ecstasy "make me your mommy" You moaned making your step sister grin. 

With a few more truths you were both on the edge of ecstasy, especially you saw the stars already. "Cum" she commanded "Fucking cum with me" another sting of curse words left her mouth before releasing her white juices inside of you triggering your own orgasm. After leaving your high she gently rubbed your belly again not dreaming of pulling out from your walls. "mine" she mumbled upon seeing the clear bugle she had formed in your stomach. She freed your hands kissing each of your wrists which made you giggle at the romantic gesture, as if she hadn't just fucked you into oblivion. 

She moved you to lay on top of her making you trace the fine lines of her tattoos, she was your step sister but from this night on she was much more than that. 

:)