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holylulusworld · 2 years ago

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Date interruptus

Summary: Dean walks in on you and…

Pairing: Dean Winchester x fem!Reader

Side pairing: Cole Turner x fem!Reader

Warnings: coitus interruptus, embarrassment, nakedness, Tinder date gone wrong, implied smut

Square 19 filled for @theslumberparty-blog presents bingo: Tinder date

Dean walks toward the motel room, grinning like he won the lottery. While his brother grumbles under his breath because the monster they ganked ruined his jacket, Dean is in a good mood.

He’s got a six-pack tugged under his arm and balances a bag full of greasy food in one hand. “Sammy, why the sour mood? We got the ghoul good.”

“It ruined my jacket and pants, Dean,” his brother mutters. “How about you bunker in Y/N’s room? I’ll need all the hot water to get the remnants of the ghoul off my skin.”

“Huh? Sure,” Dean shrugs. “I’ll sleep in her room. Y/N got a spare bed.” The hunter grins. He doesn’t mind spending the night in your room. “Just get clean, and don’t forget your hair. You reek.”

“Jerk,” Sam grunts.

“Bitch,” Dean bites back. The hunter chuckles and walks toward your room. “I hope she’s got some hot water left…”

While his brother enters their shared room, Dean knocks at your door with his boot.

“Sweetheart? Do you mind letting me sleep in your room tonight? Sammy is on his period.”

Dean frowns when you don’t answer. You wanted to stay at the motel to do more research and now you won’t open the door.

“Y/N, are you alright?” The hunter places the bag with food, and the sixpack in front of the door. He knocks again, a little louder this time. “Sweetheart, I need you to answer me, or I’ll kick the door open.

Dean listens closely. He presses his ear to the door only to hear you whimper. The hunter doesn’t waste more time. He kicks the door open; gun aimed at your potential attacker a split second later.

“Y/N? Down. I got this,” he yells as his eyes land on the naked man standing at the end of your bed. “You sick fucker! I’ll kill you! I’ll shoot your limp dick off!”

“DEAN! WHAT THE FUCK!” You shriek and grab the blanket to cover your body. “What are you doing here?”

Your company doesn’t have such luck. The man stands in the room, staring at Dean’s gun like a deer in the headlights. “I-I,” the man babbles. “G-un.”

“Dude, he’s not some psycho! He’s my date, Dean!” you yell. “Christ, I stayed behind this time for a reason! Can a woman not have some fun without you kicking her door open?”

Dean’s cheek twitches and his face is bright red. He looks like he just walked in on his parents having sex. “I-I…fuck.” He finally secures his gun and tugs it away to cover his eyes. “Can…can he put on some clothes please?”

“Cole, sorry. But I think this won’t work out,” you huff. “Maybe we can chat again?”

Cole doesn’t hesitate. He hurriedly grabs his clothes, only throwing his boxers on before fleeing out of the room. “Fucking psycho!” He grunts while passing Dean by. “I knew it was a mistake to agree to go on a date with her.”

“Watch your tongue, Mr. limp dick,” Dean yells after Cole. “You sonofabitch!”

“DEAN! It’s not his fault,” you slip out of the bed to look for your clothes. “Why did you have to kick the door open? This was the first date I had in months, and you ruined it!”

“I saved you from Mr. limp dick.” He argues. “Y/N, it’s dangerous to meet up with guys you find on Tinder.”

“Well, newsflash Dean. I have needs too, and I barely find the time to hook up with a nice guy. All of the guys I meet are—” You wrinkle your nose. “You know what I mean.”

“No reason to invite that douchbag to your room. Next time, invite me,” Dean gasps. Did he say this out loud? “I mean, I got food and beer if you want some.”

“This doesn’t make up for the ruined sex date,” you point out. “If you want to make things up to me, get out of your clothes. I didn't buy expensive lingerie for you to ruin my chance to get laid.”

“What?”

“You heard me, Winchester. And don’t think you’ll leave this room before you made me cum…”

Tags in reblog.

#dean winchester #the slumber party #dean x reader #dean winchester fanfic #dean winchester x reader #dean winchester x you #dean winchester fanfiction #spn #Date interruptus

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stellacartography · 8 months ago

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#kinesis #mystrade #mycroft holmes #greg lestrade #anthea ships it #date-us interruptus

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bloodstained-ballgowns · 8 months ago

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ah yes, the introduction of the super consistent never flexible always immutable 'mom code' between lorelai and mrs kim. except when she wants to take lane to a concert across state lines, of course.

#double date #concert interruptus #gilmoreposting '24 #gilmore girls

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justyourusualash · 4 months ago

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His Fault | A.H.

summary: the team calls hotch, but he doesn’t pick up. is he alright?

masterlist

pairings: aaron hotchner x reader

warnings: mention of the stabby incident, making out, sorta public, teeny weeny bit of crying, its a tiny bit worrisome in the beginning but then its super hilarious, the horizontal tango hit an unexpected commercial break (coitus interruptus)

wc: 720

a.n: guys this is my first hotch fic. its not the indian-american!reader ive been working on. im just trying to put myself on the tag soo here we gooo

“Uhh… guys?” Emily started and the rest of them looked at her with questioning gazes.

“Yes, Emily?” JJ asked, getting worried.

“I’ve been trying to call Hotch, and he isn’t picking up. And considering what happened the last time he didn’t pick up our calls…”

“He got stabbed in his own apartment.” Derek interrupted.

“I think we should go to his apartment and make sure he’s okay.” Emily finished, glaring at him.

“She’s right. But, how will we get in?” Penelope’s arrival was signalled by the jingle of her bracelets.

“Rossi has a key.” Spencer pointed out.

“For emergencies!” Dave exclaimed.

“This is an emergency! We don’t know where or in what state our boss is!” JJ argued and hearing that, Dave relented.

They entered his apartment guns held carefully behind their backs, with Penelope trailing behind them, just in case something was wrong. But, Hotch was not there. “Now what?” Spencer asked, looking around his boss’ apartment.

“Now we wait. If something is wrong we’ll get an indication of it and if nothing is wrong, Hotch will come back and we’ll explain everything to him.” Derek said and everyone agreed.

They waited for about fifteen minutes, when something slammed against the front door and they all brought their guns out again. They then heard the unmistakable sound of Hotch’s keys, the door opened and…

It was her fault that he was half-hard by the time they got to the restaurant, she just looked so good in that dress.

It was her fault that he was completely hard by the time they left the restaurant, she was teasing him so much.

It was her fault that they were making out in the elevator of his apartment building, she showed him a peek of the navy blue lingerie she was wearing just for him.

It was her fault that he was letting her unbutton his shirt in the elevator, she put his hand on her thigh and it was gliding up with a mind of its own.

It was her fault that he all but slammed her into the door of his apartment, she just kissed him so good.

It was her fault that he let her push his shirt off of his shoulders when he closed the door by slamming her into it, she just tasted so-

“Hotch!”

He turned around reaching for his gun on instinct when he realized that it was his team, standing in the living room of his apartment.

“What the hell are you doing in my apartment at 9:30 at night?!” Aaron exclaimed, shielding y/n as he handed her his shirt to put on.

“You gave me a key!” Dave argued.

“For emergencies! Stop snickering, y/n.” He looked behind him and bit his tongue to stop himself from smiling as he looked at her.

“Give me the keys and get out of my apartment.” He plucked the keys out of Dave’s hands and turned around to face his girlfriend. “These are yours now.” He said, placing them in her hand.

“What if you need something and you’re not close to your apartment and it’s closer to go from the office?” Derek asked as a ploy to get the keys back.

“You will get the keys back when I decide that you won’t storm my apartment if I don’t pick up a call from you guys. Now, out of my apartment please.”

He turned around after closing the door to find y/n looking at him with tears in her eyes.

“Baby!” He took her face in his hands, worried. “What’s wrong, honey?”

“You gave me the keys to your apartment!”

“I trust you, sweet girl.”

“We’ve only been dating for four months.”

“It’s long enough for me to trust you with my life, baby. That, and I kinda wanna come home one day and see you standing there with nothing but my shirt on.” He smirked at her as he wrapped his arms around her waist.

“Oh you horny, horny old man. I love you so much.” She smiled as she reached up to kiss him.

“I love you too, pretty girl” He beamed as they kissed all the way back to his bedroom. It was his fault he gave her the key to his apartment, he just loved her so much.

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loki-is-my-kink-awakening · 14 days ago

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Collated WIP snippets

A list of my current WIPs to show myself my madness.

Loki/MCU

Sex then sacrifice

Looping pregnancy

Book kink

Glitter everywhere

Void shackles

BDSMverse undercover AU

Archives kinkmeme

Loki and Kang

Choke me?

Nipple play

The Words I Could Not Say

Mobius' punishment

Long-haired hunter Mobius

Period sex

Christmas elf Loki

Loki's statue

Remember Me

The End of All Things

The Binding of Loki

Answer My Prayer

Avengers Loki x Don

Are You Jealous?

It started with that hug

Made in their image

Shapeshifting happiness

Crying under the desk

Loki crying during sex

Grief sex

Loki in heat

Mobius pegged

Timeslipping interruptus

Kiss on the timeline

5 blind dates and 1 overdue one

Tuxes kiss

It's just sex

Finally kissing

Sexting

Cracking under his girth

Secret fic ssssh

Witcher

Amnesiac Geralt, vampire Jaskier

Wreck the prince

Fighter!Jaskier

Lips were made for extraordinary things

They say, “Keep on playing nice.”

What He Deserves

Stranger Things

The Ghost of You

Scoops ahoy

Not the first guy

Rings of Power

My name belongs here (bloodplay)

Where do you go?

Kiss I

Kiss II

Sex pollen

MIdnight Mass

Easter Sunday

Aiming to keep this list updated, removing published fics and adding new wip tags when they occur. Although, I really hope not too many new ones.

#collated snippets #my writing

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catmomjudy · 1 year ago

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Cold (Warm?) Open

So, it looks like this might be the opening scene (the date Buck was going to after work—and after stopping at Eddie’s). Those are Buck’s hospital clothes (see below), so I imagine this will be another Datus Interruptus when the phone rings.

☎️

p.s. (edit) I haven’t rewatched 7x09 yet, and I’m sitting here feeling a little “off” about my memory of the timeline at the end of the ep. Still, these are a date at night, and they are HAPPY. If this was after Eddie/Chris or after the hospital, they just wouldn’t be. I’m assuming they get a late-night call to go to the hospital; they are there all night waiting (and it’s morning in the scene with the Chief); Buck and Eddie go to Eddie’s for whatever reason (to talk?) and the Diazes show up (remember: they have to get there from TX); and then whatever happens the rest of the ep is in new clothes, so a different time/day. Because of TX, the Diaz house scene has to be the next day (after the date) because they need time to get there. I’m assuming the Kim thing and the Mara thing and the Bobby/fire thing were all happening the same evening.

P.p.s. I also posted some additional thoughts on this elsewhere.

#911 abc #911 on abc #evan buckley #tommy kinard #🔥🚁#911 spoilers #911 speculation

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besttropeveershowdown · 2 years ago

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Best Trope Showdown

Hello one, hello all, and welcome to the Best Trope Ever Tournament, where we will find out once and for all what the best trope in all of fiction is! There have been tournaments for the best fanfic or best romance trope, but this tournament is open to any and all tropes used in the creation of stories. (So, There Is Only One Bed is a valid submission, but so is The Butler Did It or Gray vs. Gray Morality)

This tournament will be run using a bracket format, with each round of polls lasting for a week. No dates yet: I'll come up with those once I get a better idea of how long this tournament will be.

Here is the submission form! You can submit as many tropes as you want: I'm not sure yet how big I want this to be, but I will figure it out depending on how many submissions I get, so for now, submit away. I encourage adding a link to a TVTropes page, but if your trope doesn't have one, you can also just give us a quick description of it!

Rules:

TVTropes is a site for tropes found in all media, including medium-specific tropes, but for this tournament we're going to ask that you stick to tropes that can be found in any story regardless of the medium it's told in. So no video-game-specific, musical-specific, movie-specific, or any other medium-specific tropes. (For example, the I Want Song is not a valid submission because it is only found in musical media)

Genre-specific tropes, however, are fine and okay.

I probably don't have to say this, but no offensive or problematic tropes. This means no tropes that stereotype a particular group or spread harmful ideas about a certain group.

Tropes can be as obscure as you want, but remember that the more popular a trope is, the more likely it is to get votes.

Regarding sex tropes: While I don't want this tournament getting too NSFW, I also recognize that sex often has a narrative purpose and plays a unique role in the story. Thus, my general rule on that front is going to be: no tropes about specific sexual acts or parts of the sex act, but tropes about sex in general are okay. (Coitus Interruptus? Okay. BDSM sex? Nope.)

Propaganda is highly encouraged and makes the tournament far more interesting for everyone involved.

Lastly, have fun and be civil!

Tags under the cut:

@tournament-announcer @tournamentdirectory @epic-song-lyrics-showdown @best-youtube-video-battle @best-organ-bracket @bestmusicalworldcup @the-nobody-tournament @infinite-tournament @best-curse-word-tournament @ultimate-word-tournament

#tournament #tumblr bracket #the best trope tournament #info #not polls

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thewickedbohemian · 4 months ago

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Thoughts on the High Potential winter premiere

cute title text for the previously on

if that bit's a separate video I could show it to get people into the show

and now I'm having bad CSI:NY flashbacks

date right away (and breakfast date's giving me Elsbeth flashbacks)

don't make plans when crime can get in the way

good reading him (and he is totally the third Greg (American Housewife fans would know my reference))

when is a murder not a murder

okay this is getting weird but they are consenting adults

so name number three if you count Jane Doe

why do I get the vibe we're doing con woman again or something

never mind just another detective (and potential Morgan parallel)

oh that's what the billboard was for

so that's why sugar daddy, she was Leverage-ing

I see her sarcasm and social justice point

the blazer going all the way down to the bottom of her skirt is a look (kind of a pseudo-longcoat)

popular, huh, jealousy perhaps?

thank you for not making the surfer dude a stereotype

it's starting to feel like I need a string-board

Seems Blaine is at the center of a lot of crap

why doesn't she need the jacket now

thank you text on screen

infodump of the week and I'm starting to get a sense of what happened

oh so not what I thought

holy beach club soap opera

cue second mini infodump

Daphne again being Garcia-y

IASIP/Abbott Elementary crossover banner looking inadvertently like Morgan would be the one at Abbott Elementary (though if her and Dee looking alike could be explained away I'd love to see High Potential and Abbott Elementary somehow cross paths despite different states)

Morgan sounds like she's catastrophizing and Oz is definitely showing his PDB-voted INFP typing

Selena figures out the parallel

now I'm getting flashbacks to last night's Brilliant Minds

Morgan's mental processes in real time

Tom texts, she shows up at Karadec's door hmm...

Karadec's place reminds me of Eve's in the Librarians pilot (and Morgan stop profiling it)

longing for the impossible huh

perfect song for an all-nighter

why do I get the feeling he doesn't really want that to happen

juxtaposition tho

cue Jessica Fletcher epiphany

wow, three infodumps in one episode

okay so what big twist's gonna happen with 13 minutes left

no big twist (at least yet) just let's go chase a suspect

I think I know where this is going

so something they said talked him down

nice of Morgan

Penny and Lucas, LOST reference?

what's Morgan thinking of

so she got to the date and Karadec didn't intervene in some sort of implication-y way

weird definition of not rush this

what's his tragic backstory

back-to-back needle drops

so job-us interruptus

interesting Roman info

what's she hiding

#high potential #high potential abc #abc high potential #gillodec #american housewife

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steddiemicrofic · 1 year ago

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Steddie Microfic January 1st-7th Masterlist

Man, you guys really love hole. I don't think we're surprised at all about it.

What I am surprised by is how many of you accomplished Wynn's goal of keeping it G rated.

I'm gonna give everyone a challenge for week 2: Bonus points (not literally, we aren't keeping a point system) if you can keep it G rated and include the trope enemies to lovers OR childhood friends to lovers. -Mickala 💖

Another Hole In Your Head by @bifuriouswaterbender | Rated G | no cw

I love you by @medusapelagia | Rated G | no cw

Legend Has It by @griefabyss69 | Rated E | no cw

swindled for the hole by @steddieas-shegoes | Rated M | cw: sexual innuendo, implied sexual content | tags: modern au, established relationship, date night

Marks and Paintings by @aidaronan | Rated E | no cw | tags: smut, pwp, comeplay, fingering

Hole in Me by @thisapplepielife | Rated E | cw: 18+ only, light dom/sub dynamics, unprotected sex | tags: established relationship, foreplay, smutty teasing, top eddie munson, bottom steve harrington

Untitled by @estrellami-1 | Rated G | no cw

holes on the house by @cranberrymoons | Rated M | cw: innuendo

more than these bones by @momotonescreaming | Rated T | cw: implied main character death/undeath | tags: zombie au, first meeting

Bullshit by @shares-a-vest | Rated T | cw: angst without a happy ending, break-up, hurt/no comfort

donut thief by @sourw0lfs | Rated G | no cw

Untitled by @sharpbutsoft | Rated G | no cw

The romantic implications of quoting Pride and Prejudice by @hbyrde36 | Rated E | no cw | tags: established relationship, love confessions, porn with feelings

Wanna Help Me Dig A Hole? by @runninriot | Rated G | no cw

Need by @wormdebut | Rated E | cw: anal fingering, d/s dynamics | tags: hot boys whimpering

Unapologetically Steve Harrington by @novacorpsrecruit | Rated G | cw: needle

Slay me dead by @katyawriteswhump | Rated E | cw: foreplay, sex, mention of sex toys | tags: rising rockstar eddie, wannabe popstar steve, angst and fluff, shameless pet names

Fixation by @messessentialist | Rated T | no cw

hole in the wall by @steddieas-shegoes | Rated T | cw: steve's dad is an asshole, implied abusive behavior | tags: realizing feelings, bisexual steve, extremely subtle love confession, mention of canon events, angst with a happy ending

Numb by @oh-stars | Rated G | no cw

It's a Date by @bifuriouswaterbender | Rated T | no cw

Half of Me by @lihhelsing | Rated G | no cw | tags: hurt/comfort

fill the holes by @steddieas-shegoes | Rated E | cw: dom/sub dynamic, mild degradation | tags: dom eddie munson, sub steve harrington, anal sex, finger sucking, brat steve harrington, unprotected sex, dirty talk

what you cannot hold (wanting) by @steviesummer | Rated G | cw: angst, unrequited love (maybe)

Only Fools Rush In by @katdeerly | Rated M | cw: recreational drug use

ask me (I won't say no how could I?) by @doublecherrypiediscosuperfly | Rated M | cw: implied sexual content/language | tags: modern au

i'm way too good at goodbyes by @sunflowerharrington | Rated E | cw: main character death

untitled by @wearing-tearing | Rated G | no cw

my little hatefuck by @starryeyedjanai | Rated E | cw: hate sex, petnames (derogatory)

My Cabin in The Woods by @slavicviking | Rated G | no cw | tags: pre-season 4 AU

smooth operator by @thefreakandthehair | Rated M | no cw

Desperate by @stevesjockstrap | Rated E | cw: masturbation interruptus, pet names, sex toy, anal fingering, a little manipulation

pull my threads by @onirislanding | Rated T | cw: innuendo

lotus-blossom by @hitlikehammers | Rated E | cw: rimming, light/implied felching, dirty talk

get what i want by @onirislanding | Rated T | no cw

Be my escape by @just-my-latest-hyperfixation | Rated M | no cw | tags: fantasy au, magic au, guard steve, thief eddie, imprisonment, claustrophobia, eddie munson whump, referenced sex

we found wonderland by @sourw0lfs | Rated G | no cw

#steddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #steddiemicrofic #steddiemicroficjanuary #stranger things #masterlist

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theonethatwatchesalotofshows · 7 months ago

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Short synopses :

Rory's Dance (1x09)- Rory goes to a school dance, Lorelai and Emily bond

Concert Interruptus (1x13)- Rory bonds with Paris, Madeleine and Louise, Dean is not there

A-Tisket, A-Tasket (2x13)- Rory eats lunch by the lake with Jess, they discuss literature and go book shopping later

There's The Rub (2x16)- Rory, Jess and Paris eat dinner and discuss literature together

They Shoot Gilmores, Don't They? (3x07)- Dean and Rory finally break up and Rory starts dating Jess

Let The Games Begin (3x08)- episode one of Rory and Jess the early years

Deep Fried Korean Thanksgiving (3x09)- Rory and Lorelai go to four thanksgiving dinners, Lane and Dave kiss

Swan Song (3x14)- Rory is thinking about fucking Jess, Jess wants to fight a swan with a laddle

Girls in Bikinis, Boys Doin' The Twist (4x17)- Rory and Paris get drunk for the first time

Luke Can See Her Face (4x20)- Luke finally realizes that he has a crush on Lorelai, Lorelai sleeps with the zucchini

Last Week Fights, This Week Tights (4x21)- Luke and Lorelai dance to Reflecting Light

#gilmore girls #fandom polls

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lazzarella · 11 months ago

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Not sure if I should keep posting these Wandee Goodday notes, but I guess we're in the home stretch now, so I may as well...

- So glad they showed us what happened with Taem and Ohm!!!

- "Is it that obvious?" Mate, you can see it from outer space lmaoooo

- Awww, Taem! She's a good egg. She really seems happy for Yak. Not sure if her saying 'don't be the person who realises their feelings too late' relates to her or not? I still find it super hard to read her lol

- Okay, look, I get that Yak was worried about Taem but if he read Dee's texts why didn't he reply??? He just wanted to make that dramatic entrance haa

- Another lovely dance metaphor that I'm too tired to transcribe!

- They won the dancing!

- Omg the cuff on Yokee's/Dr Aphichat's shirt!!!! I NEED TO SEE THE WHOLE THING!

- Boooo! Rewardus interruptus!

- Oh, fuck OFF Ter! Bloody hell, he's like a bad penny

- Another punch! Could've done with a satisfying sound effect but still

- Dr Dee. Is. My. Boyfriend <3333

- Ooh, I love the way Dee's fingers catch on Yak's as he reluctantly lets go, vs how he yanks his hand away from Ter! Love little details like that

- That whole speech from Yak is a major, or whatever, green flag for me was just... It was everything!!! And thanking Yak for coming into his life???? Fuuuuuuuck. So good!

- Like, to find someone who you don't feel lesser than around, to find someone who is your peace of mind, who you love who you are with them... That's the goal right there

- And I am so glad Dee said all of that to Ter with Yak there beside him because they both need to hear it and Dee needed to say it and I love Dee so much

- Did you hurt your hand punching him? :3333

- LMAO at Yak inspecting Dee's face to make sure Ter didn't kiss him 🤣

- OMFG THEY ACTUALLY PUT A TIMER UP FOR THEIR KISS I'M DYINGGGGGG

- And we got another kiss!! YAY!

- ...what... why... Why is Kao shirtless with tape over his nipples?! What is happening? Lmao

- Noooooooo! Not more technical issues! WHY, GOD, WHYYYYY?

- Okay, we're good!

- THEY DIDN'T WEAR THE MERMEN TAILS????? Arghhhhhhh >:(

- "Don't skip steps" awww, Dee! I mean, I do think Yak has been pretty flirty this whole time, but sometimes someone wants a formal flirting stage, I guess. And Dee is a romantic. And a big tease ;D

- I love that wooing Dee and not having sex until they're proper boyfriends was all Yak's idea. He has no one but himself to blame haha

- Dee's pastel striped shirt is cute!

- More domesticity! Yay!

- I love when they clink their cutlery before eating :3

- Okay, Dee is SO teasing Yak with the flower every day and so on thing. He has his teasing voice on lol I love him

- BIKE RIDE!

- wow that was a quick montage! I was kind of hoping to see more of their little trip, but I think it works not dragging this out, even if I wanted to see them camping...

- Oh, it was SO obvious Dee saying 'enough' in the preview was going to be linked to the 'if I love you it's for you' and so on. I enjoy being right :)

- Also, it's interesting that Yak still felt like he needed to be like Ter to win Dee over after everything Dee said after the ball

- "I just want to do things that are me now" YEAH!

- "This is the Yoryak that I like..." Ahhh, Dee, you have issues with having feelings and I love you <333

- This date is SO much cuter! Yak is just at ease and Dee is so fond <333

- Tut tut, Dr Dee, trying to get Dr Kao to break patient confidentiality!

- Omg, I LOVE whiny and pleading Yak so much!!!! He's sooooo cute! I have no idea how Dee ever holds his ground for one second lmao

- Wow, okay, was that a really abrupt cut from Yak pouting to Yei getting beaten up or just me??

- Yei just putting his head in Cher's lap and holding his hand though... Ahhhhhh

- I do like watching Yak train 😏

- oh, what does the swiping your thumb across your nose gesture mean?? I've seen it a few times in Thai BLs/movies?? I think I get it from context but not enough to really put into words lol

- Daddy's home! I am finding the differences in Yak and Yei's reactions intriguing! I was NOT expecting Yak to be pleased to see his dad, so this is an interesting development

- Oh!!! Yellow is their mum's birthday colour! Ah, my heart!!!

- Sidenote, I looked up my birthday colour and it's green and that bloody colour haunts me (it's the colour of my birthstone too)

- Dee holding Yak during the nightmare... Omg, so much is happening in this ep!!!

- That pool scene is so cute! I love Dee being all cute and silly with Yak :D

- "When I've found what I like, why bother looking for something else?" Oooh, you smooth talker, you

- (Also that's me visiting any restaurant for a second time and getting the same dish lol)

- LMAO the dick plushie is in bed with them!!!

- And lol @ Yak asking for sex when it was his rule!! He played himself there!

- "You're my peace of mind" their relationship is so lovely! They're so compatible!!

- boxing blah blah whatever

- WHO IS THE NAZGÛL DUDE???

- I wonder if it's going to like... Be Yak himself under there?

- Awww, Dee broke through <333

- Yak and Dee smiling at each other after Yak won is just... I don't know if I have words left for how much I love them

- I love that Zazaki wanted to join their gym because they're like a family! He's adorable! And a little OTT

- OMG the whole end scene is just EVERYTHING!!! Yak's terrible flirting!! Carrying Dee to the couch! The whole couch scene that parallels their first night together! MORE KISSING!!!! And sexy times because ofc Dee can't keep his hands off Yak despite the rule!! AHHHHH! It just broke me and I love it!!!

Phew, okay, SO much happened in this ep, right?? Like that's not just me???

#wandee goodday #long post #lazzarella watches tv #wgts*

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galaxyedging · 2 years ago

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Lucien Flores (that's just his name now)x f!reader.

Part of the Exposed Masterlist

Warnings: talk of anxiety, descriptions of an anxiety attack, sexting, mutual masturbation, erectile dysfunction.

Summary: Things between you and Lucien progress but not to the point he was hoping for.

WC:3.2k

Cat-us Interruptus

Good Morning.

The little green line steadily blinking after the words held him in a trance as he rethought sending a message. Would he come off as desperate? After last night he felt like he should say something. He didn't want you to get the impression that this new thing was just about sex for him. For the first time in a very long time he felt a connection to someone. Truth be told he hadn't felt this rush since his first love in high-school. They were together until his mid-twenties, after that he hadn't found that same feeling with anyone. Now you're here and everything feels easy and natural when you are around. Even when he's overthinking. He gets a sense of calm from you. From that spark that lights up the room. It burns through his insecurities. We'll, not all of them obviously or he wouldn't have typed and deleted the same two words over and over in the last five minutes.

A message appeared in the chat below his unsent one.

Good Morning.😁

Shit. Now he had to reply. The message will show as read. While he mildly panicked, another message came through.

I saw you were typing for quite a while. I figured you were typing and deleting like I was. Then I remembered how comfortable I feel with you and hit send.

Fuck. He liked you. Lucien had always felt like two people. He could be bold and confident in his work and in certain social situations, but when it came to anything too personal or close to home, he was a neurotic mess. You had bridged that gap between those people. Not by blurring the lines between business and pleasure. There was something about you that relaxed him enough to merge those two halves.

Yeah I was. I like you. I don't want you to think I'm just interested in sex or to further my work. I wanted to say good morning but I didn't want to come off as desperate or needy.

Thank you for being honest. Next time just tell me that. I'm a chronic over-explainer. I need to feel that people understand me. Not so much with you because you make me feel safe. Which is stupid because we've known each other for like a week but it's true.

He felt that. It was so weird how strongly he felt for a relative stranger.

Same. I feel safe with you. I enjoy your company. Maybe after the project we can go on a date?

After he sent it, he regretted it. What if he just blew his art project as well as his shot with you?

Why wait? It's just sex that's off the table. It doesn't mean we can't go on a date, does it?

Just tell me. She seems to like honesty in all its forms.

No, it doesn't, but spending more time with you will make the whole thing more difficult.

Yeah. I get that. Sex is off the table. How about a little mutual masturbation to take the edge off?

Lucien's cock stirred under his sheets. He needed to breathe. To be honest.

When you get here? That could affect the energy for the shoot.

I was thinking more now? Do you have time?

I do. Just give me one minute.

Lucien flew from his bed. Almost tripping on his sheets. He opened his studio window, put food out for Claude's return, washed his hands, and dove back into bed in some sort of record time.

I'm back.

Good. I may have started without you.

I'm sorry I missed that. What are you doing?

I took off my clothes and started playing with my tits. I've really missed someone paying them attention.

I would pay them so much attention. I already do when you're not looking. Sorry.😝

Naughty boy! I've totally seen you.😆 You're not that slick. I appreciate you trying, though.

I was already asking to take pictures of you masturbating. I didn't want to seem like a total creep.

Good call. Are you touching yourself?

Yes. I'm just coating myself in lube.

So you're nice and hard for me? I felt you the other day. How hard and big you were. I kept thinking about it.

So hard for you. I keep thinking about you coming apart for me.

That was so good. Your voice. Knowing you were watching me. I wanted to come hard for you.

And you did. You were so good for me. Want are you doing now?

Circling my clit. Wishing it was you. You?

Pumping my cock. Wishing it was you.

When we can be together, how do you want me?

I thought about fucking you over my desk but I want to be able to see you. Your pretty face. Those tits.

Maybe I should ride you. You could see and touch everything.

I'd like that. The thought of you bouncing on my cock while I fuck up into you. Would you like that?

Yes.

Are you nice and wet now? Still circling your clit or…?

I was. All this talk of riding you. I'm going to ride my huge dildo while I play with my clit.

A photo came through underneath. The dildo looked to only be slightly bigger than him. Pride swelled in him at you think of it as huge. Then he thought about how well you could take him. He'd been stroking his cock at a leisurely pace but the thought of you sinking down onto that toy while it spread you open had his hand moving faster.

I bet you look so good riding it.

You can see for yourself at the end of the week.

I changed my mind. I'll have to bend you over and fuck you. Hard. For being such a tease.

Jokes on you. I'd like that. How are you touching yourself now?

Faster. Big long stroke and sweeps across the tip. Are you still playing with your clit?

Yes. Not as much. I've switched hands to type. I'm riding my dildo hard. Thinking of you.

Instead of typing, why don't we send one last message to get each other there then start texting again when we are done?

Sounds good. Anything in particular you want?

Can you take the picture of your tit again but with better lighting?

Are you always on the job?

I'm a consummate professional. What would you like?

After you cum could you send me a picture of it? Wherever it lands.

Of my cum?

Yes.

Sure.

Thank you. I hope this passes your professional standards.

The photo underneath was more than he expected. Instead of a less grainy picture of one partially covered tit. You'd sent a picture of both of them fully uncensored. Your nipples hard and begging for attention. He thought about sucking on them as he worked you to orgasm on his fingers. That was it for him. The cum you wanted a picture of shot up his stomach. When he could think again, he took a picture to send to you.

A few minutes later, a voice note came through.

"I wish that cum was splashed over me. I can't wait to finally….oh…I'm almost there. Oh. Shit. Lucien. Lucien. Oh, god."

Breathy moans punctuated your sentences. He could hear how wet you were. It was the hottest thing Lucien had ever heard. After a few more minutes, another message came through.

Was that good for you too?

So fucking good. Are we good?

What do you mean?

No post horniness regrets?

Nope. Whatever it is we're doing, I like it. I like you.

Me too. Maybe before tonight's shoot we can get takeout? Watch a movie?

I'd like that. I've got to go to work for a few hours but I'll see you tonight. 6?

6 is perfect. See you soon.x

The cum on his stomach started to cool and feel uncomfortable. Part of him wanted to wear it like a badge of honor. A beautiful, smart, confident woman helped him get off. She wants to fuck him so bad that they sexted. He had her pretty tits and the sounds of her orgasm on his phone. Which he would delete just in case. He didn't want to be accidentally responsible for them being seen and heard by anyone else. After committing them to memory, that's what he did before taking a shower and jerking off again.

The day passed pretty quickly. Claude leapt through the window around lunch, just as Lucien was thinking of taking a break from his chores. The cat must have sensed something was on Lucien's mind as he came to sit on his lap as he ate his sandwiches.

"Yeah, you know I'm in trouble too, huh?" The cat just purred as Lucien scratched his head.

"The longest stable relationship I've had in years has been with you and you come and go as you please. I want this to go well. Wait until you meet her. You're good at reading people. You'll see, she's just…special." He caught how wistful he sounded. "And I'm a loser talking to his mostly indifferent cat."

With that Claude hopped off of Lucien's lap to bask in the sun warming the rug in the middle of the room.

"This smells amazing! Do you eat from here often?" You savoured the scents coming from the takeout boxes.

Lucien settled back into the sofa next to you after opening them all up. "I try not to too much. I like to keep in the habit of cooking so I don't get lazy. How about you? Do you cook?"

"I try to be good and make good choices. I batch cook when I can but I would happily live on pizza if I could."

"There's an amazing pizza place a few blocks down. Iannucci's? We should try it next time."

Before Lucien could cringe too much about assuming there would be a next time. You simple reply. "We should."

"So what movie do you want to watch?"

"I don't know. What kind of movies do you like?"

"I've been working my way through the action movies on Disney plus. Air Force One is up next."

"Air Force One? Die Hard on a plane? Really?"

"Really. Why?"

"Nothing. That's not what I expected an artist to be watching. I know! I know! I shouldn't stereotype. It was a stupid thought!"

"It's okay. I'm a little surprised you know what Die Hard is. I thought you'd only watch Erin Brockovich, Legally Blonde…"

"I get it. Thank you."

"....Devil's Advocate, A Few Good Men."

"Point made. Now shut up before I make you." You nudged his arm with yours.

"Oh yeah? How?" A smirk tugged at his lips as his eyes locked with yours in a challenge.

"We ordered enough egg rolls to do the trick or…" Lucien didn't miss how your eyes flickered to his lips.

"Or…?" His thought was answered by your lips.

How had he forgotten how soft they were? They invited him closer. His hands travelled to your waist as yours came up around his neck. The kiss was slow, your lips took the time to get acquainted with the curves of each other, instead of frantically mashing together like last time. The hands that you had both placed in relatively safe place began to get bold, sliding along clothed skin, sliding until…"Meow!"

"Shit!" You nearly headbutted Lucien in shock. "Sorry, I forgot you had a cat."

"To be fair. I don't really 'have' a cat. A cat turns up and eats here. He's not the most…" Claude came over and jumped straight into your lap. "....affectionate…but he has his moments. He seems to like you." Claude was purring as you stroked him.

"The feeling is mutual. I'm not normally a cat person. I'm allergic for one and I don't like their fur getting everywhere. This guy though." To Lucien's surprise you cuddle Claude closer and the cat lets you. "No problems there."

Seeing the smile on your face as you cuddled the cat was almost worth the feline interruption. "Do you wanna watch the movie?"

"Sure." With Claude on your lap you finished your food. Feeding him little bits that Lucien said were okay.

Once you were all finished eating, Lucien moved your plates. Still with Claude on your lap Lucien pulled you close. His arm remained around you for the rest of the movie. Your body relaxed into him more and more until your heart rested on his chest. His hand came up to play with your hair during the climax of the movie. As the good guys rejoiced, a warmth spread through Lucien's chest. This was all so domestic.

It was what he craved during quarantine when he saw others spending time with their loved ones. His parents had retired back home to Bolivia. Most of his family were there, save his brother in Chicago. His friends all had partners or families of their own. He hadn't been short of invitations, but it felt wrong to impose on his friends for who knows how long. It turned out to be a long time, considering his health condition. Even if he had stayed with them, he'd just be borrowing a family rather than having one of his own.

Sitting there with you in his arms all the possibilities scrolled through his mind as the credits scrolled the screen. The comfortable warmth of you next to him slowly started to become too much. The pleasantly full feeling in his stomach started to feel like a lead weight. Pins and needles crept up from his feet. He needed to get up, he needed to move.

"Sorry. I have to use the bathroom." He gave you a tight smile as he excused himself.

In the privacy of the bathroom, he tried to calm himself. He held a cool flannel to his face. He willed all the irrational bullshit to stop pushing at his mind and affecting his body. He lost track of time as he stood there. He felt trapped. He couldn't stay here and ignore you but he couldn't face you either. If he stayed you might think he had some sort of intestinal situation. If he left you'd see the state of him. A grown man haunted by things that were yet to happen. Things that may never happen. He might not let you down. You might not even give you the chance. Especially if you thought he was currently stuck on the toilet after a bad meal. No, you weren't that shallow. You were caring. You were nice. You were…knocking at the door.

"Lucien? Are you alright?"

"Yeah. I'll be out in a minute. Er, thanks."

"Sure."

When your footstep receded, Lucien took a few more minutes before he came out to find you. The coffee table was now clear of boxes, Claude was stretched on the sofa alone. Some song that he couldn't quite catch, possibly Rihanna, came from the other side of the screen he'd pulled across to section of his studio from his small living space. Moving around it, he found you washing the dishes, your hips swaying to You Da One.

"Sorry. Doing dishes bores the hell out of me. I always prefer a little music. How are you?"

"You really didn't have to do these."

"I wanted to. I'm a good house guest." You jutted your chin out proudly. He wanted to press a kiss to it.

"Well, thank you. And I'm fine, just a headache."

"I told you about my husband lying to me, didn't I?" You carried on working as you spoke. Like the words didn't have enough weight for you to make you pause. "I get it if you don't feel comfortable telling me personal stuff, but I'd rather you say that than lie."

How did you do that? Just completely bare yourself for him. This was the truth that he was looking for in his art. It was almost the truth he had given you apart from one thing. "I had a minor…um…anxiety attack."

"Oh. Do you know what triggered it? Do you want me to give you some space?"

Lucien just blinked at you. "What?"

"Nothing. That just wasn't the reaction I was expecting."

"What were you expecting?"

"I don't know. I had a similar rough patch as a teen. I was told to grow up. Man up. This time around, apart from my doctor, I haven't told anyone."

"Except me. Thank you."

"I should be thanking you."

Lucien's hand threaded into yours. His hooded gaze heated you up from the inside out. This connection between you was growing by the second. Not only was he incredibly sexy, funny, sweet, interesting, he was open and honest too. Nothing like your ex-fiance. The end of the week, when you could finally sleep with him, couldn't come fast enough. Even though you'd barely known him a week, you had the sexual tension of a 'will they/won't they couple' in the fourth season.

You had to say something before the tension suffocated you. "Do you want to move on to the shoot now?"

"To be honest right now I couldn't give a damn about my art. I want you." Things clattered to the floor as Lucien's broad frame crowded you into the counter. He lifted you back up onto it while trying to always keep his lips in contact with yours. He succeeded for the most part until he chose to connect his lips somewhere else. They made light contact with your neck before meeting the soft exposed flesh of your cleavage. His tongue darted out to lap in between. "What were you saying about missing someone paying attention to these? Can I?"

When you nodded you found yourself stripped to the waist. Two large, nimble hands tweaked your nipple to peaks as they massaged the flesh around them. Soft lips pressed kisses all over before sealing around each nipple it turns to suck gently. The warmth of his mouth along with the perfect amount of pressure had you woefully aroused in moments. The man could do anything he wanted to to you in that moment and you would thank him for it.

"Bedroom?" The word managed to croak out of your dry throat.

With a grin on his face Lucien led the way. Somewhere along the way his shirt was lost. When you got him onto his bed he was only in those damned tight jeans.

"Can I?" When he nodded you made quick work of his belt and fly to drag the jeans down his hips.

His boxers soon followed revealing his semi hard length. It was as pretty as the rest of him and you eagerly welcomed it into the warmth of your mouth. Your tongue ran over the soft flesh, you sucked lightly on it then a little harder but….nothing. He wasn't reacting to your touch at all. "Are you alright?"

"Fuck. Sorry. This hasn't happened before. I…" He rolled away from you to tuck away his soft cock.

"It's okay. It's probably just the anxiety. Those attacks leave you drained. It's fine." Your thumbed rubbed circles on his thigh.

That action from a beautiful woman alone would usually have him hard as a rock. He wanted to believe your words but the anxiety talking over them was too loud for him to truly take them in. He'd fuck this up before it began. All his big talk of fucking you hard and he couldn't deliver. He couldn't even get it up. You were so gorgeous but his body refused to reflect his attraction.

"You're right. I should get some sleep." His tone was brisk.

"Alright. Call me tomorrow?"

"Of course." He pressed a kiss to your temple as you climbed off the bed.

"You rest. I'll see myself out." Straightening your clothes, you left his room to find the rest of them and head out.

Lucien didn't call you the next day. He fired off a quick text, telling you he was fine, but he was busy with his other job. A half truth. He wasn't fine, but hopefully, throwing himself into his work would get him there. They had a stand-alone episode slated to record tomorrow. Lucien decided to change it for a small arc. It was a tight time frame, he'd have to get it done before lunch to run it by the writers. The story flowed easily enough. It was done by the time Claude returned for his nap in the midday sun. The story boards were approved by the writers. They loved it. 'A bold take, on some sensitive issues', 'This is what our fans came for.'

It should have helped. It did to a certain extent. He felt a little better. After he let Claude out for the night, had an early night. Thinking of you in his bed, his cock began to stir. A free porn video later and he was coming to the thought of you underneath him.

With his head clearer, he could see that, in his excitement, he was putting way too much pressure on this thing between you. You were smart and understanding. This could be worked through. All he had to do was call you. Easy. Just call. Instead, he tossed his phone, cleaned himself, and spent a sleepless night in his bed. Alone.

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