#I don't know any ship names for this mess of thoughts I just needed to say it somewhere

[kakusu-shipping]

I have such a hyperspesific reason for being obsessed with both AFO and Belos and it’s called a Brother Complex.

[alexander-arcturus-black-lupin]

Sneaking around

Summary : Draco is being tailed by Harry, but he doesn't know that. He goes to meet his secret Ravenclaw girlfriend y/n. 

Harry slid out of Slughorn's party and followed Malfoy. He knew his cloak would be of use as he threw it over him. Draco Malfoy during this whole semester looked sickly and pale but today he looked…Draco.

 He followed him through the secret passageway on the third floor that was rarely used; he wondered when Draco had found it. He was so deep in thought he hadn't almost noticed that Draco had stopped. 

Suddenly black hair flicked from a corner. Draco lounged and pulled out a laughing Ravenclaw girl. 

"Salazar Y/n," 

"Hi~" Draco's scowl dropped and a shy smile made its way there instead. 

"Hello," Draco rolled out. 

"Your hair is a mess Malfoy, are you actually using your shampoo?"

"Of course I am, i was bloody thrown from Slughorn's stupid party" 

"Sounds a bit hmmm jealous, was a certain Harry Potter there?" Harry froze once he heard his name. 

"Don't start, you saying his name once is enough,"

"Shall I start calling him the chosen one or the other he who must not be named." Harry was mesmerized by her, it was like she radiated happiness. 

Draco shook his head so hard that his hair became more messed up. 

"Jeez, Draco relax," 

"Potter's been trailing me lately," Y/n raised her eyebrows. 

"If I didn't know any better I'd ship you two," Harry wanted to retch in his hiding place. "Lorminuim"

"That's new," Draco remarked, flopping on a nearby couch. "Made it?" 

"Nah 7th years, it's a silencing charm which also acts as an alarm if anyone steps within 10 feet of our invisible bubble we'll know"  Harry froze again, if he moved. He'll be in deep trouble.

However everything except for one fact flew over Draco's head as he sat up. "7th Year boys?"

Y/N blinked at him before she threw back her head and laughed. "What if it was a boy?" Y/n teases coming closer. "Mmm, what if it was?" 

Draco rolled his eyes. Y/n sat on his lap and cupped his face in her hands. Smooshing his face makes him look like a fish. Harry was still in severe shock. 

“I’m yours, mon amor est pour toi et toi sulement,” Draco burst out laughing. “Stop laughing I tried.” 

Draco pressed soft kisses into her palm. “I know, bloody accent needs help but, I love you too” he then said something in perfect french. Harry had enough and he, under his cloak, moved backwards inch by inch turning with each step, he did so till he was out. 

“Harry?” He spun to find Hermione and Ron behind him. "Harry? You look like you've seen a ghost,"

"Malfoy,"

"Don't tell me you followed him, can you belive this Ron, wait, you knew didn't you," Hermione pointed at Ron's red ears.

"I- Harry what about Malfoy what did you catch him doing," 

"He and y/n are a thing," 

"What? They barely are in the same space at the same time," Hermione said crossing her arms. "I mean yeah, y/n is close to the slytherin boys."

"What-" 

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Somehow news had spread quickly. Mostly thanks to Ron and his, "MALFOY AND Y/N ARE YOU BLOODY SERIOUS MATE" Soon it even reached the love birds themselves. 

"Pansy told me that she heard it from Luna who heard it from Ginny who heard it from Ron."Y/n was sitting at the head of Draco's four-poster bed with his head in her lap 

"Do you think he caught us snogging somewhere," 

"I would hope not else you won't be getting any." Draco pouted. 

You’re cute when you pout

“Thank you,” Draco flushed slightly. She herself blushed, she said that outloud. 

"Nevermind, it was probably Potter maybe he tailed me on one of our dates," 

"Maybe," Draco started to play with her hair.  

"We can't keep hiding in your dorm, unlike you, a dinner person, I am a breakfast person." 

Draco sighed at that. They only had two classes today both after lunch. "Please let's just stay here, just for now," 

"Fine, you owe me," 

Draco just smiled and cuddled into y/n, "I really love you y/n, like a lot that i actually let on" Y/n froze.

"Y/n? Y/n you don't have to say it back, I just-"

"I love you too,"  Draco sat up and looked at her. 

“You don’t need to tell me you love me, I don-” she shut him up with a kiss. Suddenly the door barged open, 

“HA PANSY YOU WERE RIGHT COME CHECK THIS OUT,” Blaise in all his glory stood heaving with laughter. Soon they were joined by Pansy Theodore Matheo and Lorenzo. Draco with a wave of his wand had shoved them out and locked them out. 

“Why are we friends with them,”

“Say the word and they’re gone,” she laughed an kissed Draco back. 

“I’ll think about it, since we’ve been caught and I’m starving, let’s go,” Draco sighed and help her off the bed. “But you’ll still owe me a bunch of snacks later,”

Draco looked at her a small smile on his lips. “Deal,” she smiled and his heart stuttered. He was truly enamored with her.

[baldurs-simp]

Gortash fall in love with the most kind, caring, silly and bold Tav. A Tav he thinks is easy to manipulate, but ultimately, she manipulates him - in a certain way. An artificer Tav to add some more spice (?)

I love Gortash at the moment, so with pleasure!

Masterlist

A loud boom shakes the manor, unsettling the dust in the rafters, telling everyone exactly what happened without the need to investigate. Everyone already knows that their lord, Enter Gortash, will already be on his way to the source of the explosion before the dust even settles again.

You're still fanning the smoke away with your hand, coughing loudly as you try to blink away the tears welling up in your eyes from the smoke. "What in the hells have you done this time?"

You turn your head towards your laboratory door that has blown open from the blast, and you can faintly make out the figure od your lover, Gortash.

"Dabbling in black powder. I may have used a bit much this time," you mention, immediately turning to your notebook on the table to scribble something down, still muttering to yourself. "Perhaps half of the quantity next time. Or a quarter?"

"If you continue like this, you'll bring down the manor before the year is up," Gortash says, tentatively stepping into the room but still carrying himself with immense confidence. "I didn't allow you to stay here just to destroy my home with your...experiments, did I?"

But it's as if you don't hear his words. You're still mumbling to yourself, noting down things on parchment pieces in a chaotic way that Gortash can't understand how you know where anything is.

He calls your name, but you only hum a response, still now paying attention to him. He has to speak your language, so to say, if he wants your attention. "What exactly is it that you are working on?"

The question makes your whip around with a bright smile on your face, glee in your eyes as you beacon him closer. "It's a firearm," you say, turning your gaze to the mangled piece of metalwork on the table. "I've read about them. They're like a ship's cannon, but smaller so you can hold it in your hand. Like a crossbow or shortbow, but less big and without the clanky ammunition that gets stuck on everything. It'll be more convenient and deadly if I get it right. But I'm working on infusing them with some magical elements, too. Like a 'fire' firearm that shoots fire pellets, or an 'ice' firearm-"

"You're rambling, darling," he cuts you off, smirking at your when you bite your lip in embarrassment. "I thought our arrangement was that you work on the weapons we already have, improving my military defense. Not trying to invent some new nonsense."

"But I've done all that and more. It's hard to improve on something that's already great," you say, pouting at him as you fold your arms across your chest. "I'm bored with swords and arrows. Don't you want to be known for something new? Something that no one else has?"

Gortash sighs, dropping his head between his shoulders as he shakes it in defeat. He thought that he had you under his thumb, but every day, he feels that it is the other way around. And yet, he will still give you all that you ask.

You ask him to give you the entrie city for your experiments and he would.

"Very well. But you know I expect nothing but excellence for this," he says, waving his hand at whatever it is that lays on the table in a mangled mess.

You giggle in glee, leaning up to press a kiss to his cheek as a thank you. "I know. And you know that I never let anything leave this room until I am completely satisfied with it."

He hums as you step away from him, picking up the contraption to inspect the damage as you right a chair that has been blown over. "Oh, I need more black powder."

"More? Do you have any idea how tedious it is to find? Not to mention how much it costs."

Your eyes meet his, hoping that he will do what you ask without you having to beg for it. But he doesn't budge.

Sighing, you slowly stand up with your head hanging low and your gaze on the floor. "Fine. I guess I'll just have to find someone else who will want to help me if you do not care about me. Clearly, you do not wish to see me thrive in my craft."

You make as if to start packing up your things, making sure not to make eye contact with Gortash. As you try to walk past him, he wraps an arm around your waist, swiping you closer to pin him to his body.

"You will do no such thing, little Artificer," he growls, staring down into your eyes, making sure that you do not look away. "You will leave of I say leave and if I say you will stay, then you will stay. Do you understand?"

"Oh, big, mean Gortash, giving orders to someone that could blow him up with a simple stumble," you say, smiling up at him as you playfully wrap your arms around his neck. "What exactly would you do to me should I defy your orders?"

"Terrible things."

His quick response tells you that he doesn't have a clue what exactly he would do if you went against his orders. It makes you smile and slowly pull out of his hold around you.

"Then, I should get back to work. And you should leave. I do not wish for you to get hurt in my workshop," you say, giving him a light shove towards your door as an instruction to leave.

"Will you be dining with me tonight?"

"If you leave now, then I shall, my love."

Gortash finds himself beaming at the pet name you have used for him and your acceptance for eating with him tonight again. He smiles to himself, not caring that he might be falling in love with you. For with you by his side, you two could be the most powerful couple in the land.

[qaxqxd]

Not leavin'

♡: Din Djarin x f!reader Genre: Hurt/Comfort Warning: Tiny angst, Injuries, blood, Din being soft for reader (yes that needs its own warning), casualties, maybe ooc din, reader with abandoned issues. Word count: 1.7k A/n: I have awoken from my slumber 🫶 Summary: You've been staying with a Mandalorian who saved you, and who has been keeping you safe. You adventure out to the town, as something bad happens. You didn't want him to find out, scared that he'll leave you.

It hasn't been long since that Mandalorian saved you. You didn't know why he saved you. Actually you do. He's a bounty hunter, and the people who were chasing you just so happen to be his bounty.

He wasn't trying to save you. He just hit two birds with one stone. So you thought. You wanted to repay him for it.

"It's fine." The monotone voice came out, the beskar armor man. "Just let me repay you. I owe you my life." You had your head lowered.

The man wouldn't give in, until you saw a green little child walk around him. 

He tilted his big green ears at you. He coos and giggled walking over to you. He reached out for you.

So you picked him up. He seems happy in your arms. You were good with children, and the child knew. Because he was all giggly. The Mandalorian looked at you. 

You couldn't tell what he was thinking, but he seemed content.

"I could take care of him, repaying you for saving me." You uttered.

It's been about a whole year exactly. Since you and Din met. He trusted you enough to share his name. You two built a fond relationship with each other.

And… You sort of liked him too.

Also Grogu. Grogu was his child. Apparently he is a jedi. He seems to like being around you. Always giggling and cooing around you. His father seemed a little jealous of it.

It's quite funny actually. But Grogu always goes back to his father.

You landed on a semi-familiar planet. Din had a bounty hunt here. He finally allowed you to get out of the ship for once.

"You know the way back right?" He stared at you. "Of course, Din. This isn't my first time." You crossed your hand. 

"And the weapons?" He speaks. "In the wall, AND yes I know the combination." You took a big sigh.

"Just worry about the bounty and the Grogu." You reassured the worried man. You stared at the T-visor trying to collect any emotion out of him.

You were going out shopping for a few things. Din gave you some credits to spend. Which you had in your pocket.

Grogu was sitting in his father's bag, strapped around him. You could see his big ears popping out.

"Do you remember the—" "Controls to lockdown the Razor Crest? Maker, yes I do." You cut him off.

He sighed under his helmet, jerking his head off to the side. "Just stay safe." He grumbles. "You too, y'know. You're the one with the mission."

"Don't worry about me." He turned around walking out. As he left you alone in the Razor Crest.

How could you not worry about him?

You looked around for a while. There were different types of things, laid out everywhere. It was pleasant to see. You were holding a few items that you already bought.

You need bacta and bandages, for Mando. But you didn't know where to find them. Usually other planets would have a type of aid store.

You eventually found a sketchy store in the corner. It sold what you needed, so you decided to go there.

Not knowing how dangerous it was. When you headed out of the store, you glance over a group of people. You just ignore them until one of them stops you.

"Don't you have something you're forgetting?" One of them asked. "M'sorry?" You frowned, gripping your bag. He reached his hand out.

"You enter our alley. Now you gotta pay." He spoke in a dark tone. 

You didn't know what to do. They all had blasters. You had one too, but you probably wouldn't be able to take them on.

Or could you?

They didn't notice that you had a blaster. So you could probably take them in surprise right?

Oh maker. How wrong you were.

They left you all messed up in a corner. Stealing all your credits and stuff you bought. You stood up, all staggered. Blood drips from your scratched skin, nasty purple bruises.

Your arm was in agony, the most. You knew Din would probably be pissed at you. You didn't do much around the place. So wasting supplies and getting hurt. He would definitely cast you out.

You grab a nearby towel and wrap it around yourself. Taking a deep breath, you started walking back to the Razor Crest.

You hoped Din didn't come back already.

When you arrived back. You were let out a sigh. He wasn't there, yet. Which meant you had to clean yourself up. Your arm was still stinging.

Making it hard for you to move quickly. You got into the fresher, cleansing your body off, of all the blood and dirt.

You quickly put on some clothes that would cover your body, and wouldn' tshow your wounds. You didn't notice till now, that your legs were suffering too.

You wrap your wounds in spare cloths, not wanting to use up materials. That could be used for Din.

You lied on the cot, limiting yourself from moving much. The fatigue eventually got to you, and you slept on the cot.

Din arrives back, placing Grogu down to play around. He noticed that the door to the cot was closed.

So you must have been home, sleeping. All the worries slip away from him. You got home safe and sound.

He fixed some dinner for the three of you. Some soup that he got after the bounty hunt. He placed a small bowl for Grogu. Grogu examines the soup as he usually does.

Din knocks on the door to the cot. You woke up to the knocking. Still feeling depleted of energy and drowsy.

'Right… He must be home.' You thought. 

Opening the door to the cot. You were greeted by a bowl of soup and the beskar man. You gave him a groggy smile, as you accepted the bowl. 

You held the bowl with your agonizing arm, which made it hurt even more.

You struggle to stand up, and Din seems to notice that. Eventually you do stand up, but limp quite a lot.

"You al' right there?" His helmet facing your direction. "M'fine, just slept the wrong way." You let out a plastic laugh.

He didn't buy it. He stayed with you long enough that laugh was fake. He's heard you laugh before. Your pleasant laugh and generous smile.

He had a terrible gut feeling something was off. Your actions and movements felt wrong.

No, he knew it was wrong.

"So… how was it?" You started up. "It went smoothly." He stated. "That's great." You stammered.

"How was yours?" He inquired.

"It was fine." You uttered. "You seem tense." He added. He stood up which made you flinch badly.

"Are you sure you're fine?" He tilted his helmet, enough so he could eat and not reveal his face.

"Yes!— I'm fine." You belted. Grogu looked up at you. "I just need rest." You let out a frustrated sigh. 

Placing down your untouch food, struggling to stand up again. You didn't notice that your cloths were leaking.

"You're bleeding." Din quaked. That's when your legs collapse on you.

What great timing.

He caught you before you landed on the floor. Adrenaline spiked through him.

'She's hurt, injured, bleeding.' Thoughts raced through his head.

All the numbing, agonizing pain returned.

"Where are you hurt?" He demanded. "Im—" He cut you off, picking you up to the cot.

"Show me." He barked. "I'm fine— really!" You gave into his demands and rolled up your pants.

You couldn't tell, but he widened his eyes. He saw your wounds wrap in pieces of cloth. He was very devastated.

"Why didn't you tell me?" He frowned through his visor.

"I didn't want you to know." You mumble.

"Why?" His tone turned weak.

"No reason." You jerk your head away from him.

"You could've used the aid-kit, (Y/N)." He sighed.

"It's a small wound, I don't need that." You muttered. He scoffed at your words. He seem angry.

He got off the bed to go somewhere. You sat there in pity. 

What now was he going to leave you? Kick you out? Whatever he was going to do to you. You prepared for the worst.

He came back with the aid kit. You knitted your eyebrows in confusion. "You don't need to waste your bandages on me." You stated.

"Waste? No, you're wounded. I'm not wasting anything, cyar'ika." He quaked.

Cyar'ika? What does that mean? You knew it was probably Mando'a. Since he was a Mandalorian.

He took off his gloves, revealing his calloused hands. You watch him gently clean your wounds. You hissed at the pain. He was oh so gentle with it.

You could feel the warmth of his hands, finishing your wounds with band-aids.

"I'm sorry." You tremble. "What for?" He tilted his head up. "I— don't even know why you even keep me." You muttered. "I must be a pain to keep around."

He leans in to hold you. Wrapping his arms around you, trying to somewhat comfort you. "That's not true." He added. Wiping your tears with his fingers.

"You are a lovely person to keep around, cyar'ika." He pulled your sobbing body closer.

He continues to comfort you. He cares for you more than you expected.

"Why didn't you tell me sooner?" He spoke.

"I was afraid you didn't want me anymore." You mumble.

"I'd never leave you, cyar'ika." He reassured you.

"What does that mean?" You laid your head on his shoulder.

"Cyar'ika, could mean darlin' or sweetheart." He said a little flustered, you got a little flustered from that too.

"Now I have a question too. Do you mind explaining what happened?" He requested. 

You explained to him what had happened, and he listened to you carefully. Hanging on to every word and detail.

Grogu climbs into the cot for support and falls asleep.

Din held you in his arms till you fell asleep. The fatigue caught up to him too.

He knew what he was going to do tomorrow morning, but right now. He needs to comfort you.

He needed you, and you needed him.

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[factual-fantasy]

29 asksss

Yes

@britneyt

Aw! Thank you! :DD

@gilbertsphotography

The elven style ears are meant to make them look less human and to match the Wario bros. :0 My AU's Peach and Daisy are these tall elf like creatures, not humans. They are the same species as the Wario bros.

Jangles would prepare himself for this brutal duel in "put em up" type battle stance. Ready to give this fight his all.

Only to be squashed by Jangle. Alas, he is made of plastic <XDD

@pinkpenguin88888

XDD Thought that was a bunny at first-

:DD Thank you! But hey, nothing's stopping you from book marking the post or saving the link to it somewhere :0

@whereismycupofcoffee

Honestly I have no hope. I'm thinking its gonna bomb like the Ruin DLC did, lore wise. Calling it now there's gonna be a character named VANESSA and her nickname is VANNY even though this movie is about the first game and has NOTHING TO DO WITH VANESSA. There's gonna be a kid named Cassidy, another kid named Gregory, circus baby is gonna come out of nowhere, there's gonna be a nightmare animatronic reference, one kid is gonna look like the crying child for no reason, Springtrap is gonna talk a lot and take away the horror- its gonna be a mess. The lore will be a terrible. mess.

Horror wise it might be awesome but I am NOT looking forward to all the crap they're gonna mix in with the lore. Its soooo simple, just make a spooky movie that captures the terror that the first game created. Recreate the mystery and horror. Bonnie disappearing, Foxy running down the hall. Freddy's music. Maybe Golden Freddy?? Hints of a darker past with dead kids. It would be awesome. They don't gotta complicate the lore by adding all the other games into it but I know they will-

@palettepainter :DD Thank you!!

@randox-talore Nope! The flowers don't make them bigger. They just give the bros ice/fire powers :}

@devastatorst

Pretty much XDD

@andysalleyway

:DDD Thank you so much!! Honestly I'm surprised by the number of my followers that are into the same fandoms I'm into. Sounds like I've found my people! XDD

Thanks, I'm hoping it finally gets through to people and they'll just leave me alone..

It is! But ya gotta DM me for it so I can sus out your blog :x

I need to have some idea of who I'm letting in-

:DD Thank you so much! Also sorry, I don't take requests :/

@montygatorshusband

THANK YOU! I don't support any ships from any fandoms, I just personally don't like them. So having people harp on me and my AU because a "canon ship" isn't in it was really annoying.. 😓

Glamrock Bonnie and Foxy would be thinking "Wow, they look different/great! :00"

Glamrock Freddy and Chica are like "WHY IS BONNIE SO LARGE"

Oooo that would be cool! All my versions of Bonnie are slow, so having him throw things at Gregory would be terrifying-

@ocinstituterep

The reason why I haven't drawn any classic mermaids like that is because it felt kind'a weird to add a half human creature into the Octonauts universe. Considering humans don't exist in it.. Now that post with the mermaid thing actually has the creature looking humanoid for sure. Because it would look more alien if it was human. But I kept the scales because a straight up half human mermaid would just feel out of place-

@mashmellowy

Firealpaca! :}}

@oddesto

XD Thank you!! Also my WHOLE BLOG?? Dang. I apologize for all the Gravity falls cringe you had to see-

XD Factual Fanta, that's great 🤣🤣

@citrusfruitman

I think those people are just salty because they wanna draw my stuff but I wont let them. My true fans will have basic human respect and just not draw fanart without sending me hate and rude comments.

@danman22ful

Monty is much more mellow and kind in the Partial swap. Although he still can be a bit of a grump sometimes. The way Bonnie is treating everyone (mostly Foxy) really angers/upsets him.

Roxy hasn't changed a whole lot tbh. Full of grief and self loathing. Except I don't think she'd have this "I'm better than you" attitude. Her thinking that Freddy's death was her fault would crush her. Just like Monty was crushed in the OG au.

:DDD Thank you!! Also really? :00 Wow, great minds do think alike! XD

Aw, I'm sorry that you relate to Bonnie's struggles, <:(

I was thinking he would do 1 of 2 things.

Either this bombshell that his late friends of 10 years are alive, would be so emotionally overwhelming that he would completely shut down. Literally. They would break into his room and Bonnie is collapsed on the floor. And cannot be reactivated. And when he does eventually reactivate, he absolutely refuses to acknowledge or speak to anyone in anyway..

OR, hearing that Chica and Freddy are alive, would completely drown out any other feeling. They're alive, he would rush out of his room to go see them. All of his stress, all of his anger would be swept away in favor of his anxiousness to see his friends again. And finally, he would talk to people again somewhat. Every day would get easier knowing that once its over he can go see Freddy and Chica again.

I haven't decided which one is better <XD

@burningmusicfunnygiant (Post in question)

Oh a whole mix of emotions. Mostly joy and sadness though.. Joy to see them alive after all these years. But sadness too see the horrible states they're in.. Mostly Freddy's state-

<XD Don't worry I wont. I know some of the angsty bits of Bluey but not enough to draw stuff and traumatize you all-

You are spared this time! XDD

[thebisexualdogdad]

Sanji x top male reader first time? 👁_👁

Sanji x Male!reader - Desperate

It started with a celebratory make out under the tangerine trees after defeating Arlong and saving Coco Village.

You and Sanji had been building up the sexual tension from the moment you met back at the Baratie and now you thought you were finally going to get to act on your desires.

That was until a very drunk villager stumbled away from the festivities and found you, mumbling a, "what are you guys doing out here," before throwing back up all the alcohol he consumed and passing out against another tree.

"We have to take him back don't we," Sanji sighs with his leg still in between yours.

"Yeah we do," you respond quite disappointed that you didn't get to continue with your own form of celebrating.

A few days later you stop on an island to get more supplies and you think you have the ship to yourselves as Sanji had given the others a long list of obscure foods he pretended to need for dinners to keep them busy for a while.

The two of you are in your tiny bunk, crowded but making it work though just as you're about to slip your hand down his pants Luffy comes barging into the sleeping quarters.

"Sanji we have no idea what any of these ingredients are… uhh am I interrupting something?" He asks confused.

Once again Sanji sighs, crawling out of your bunk because of his failed plan.

Weeks go by and you guys are getting desperate, there isn't exactly a whole lot of privacy out on the open sea traveling six people on a small ship.

So desperate that when you arrive back at the Baratie to give Zeff an update on your adventures Sanji drags you away mid dinner to a storage room behind the kitchen.

You have Sanji pressed into the shelves, bags of food being haphazardly pushed off and hitting the ground with a thud as you kiss along his neck.

"Something tells me this isn't the first time you've done something like this in here," you chuckle, undoing his shirt and running your hands along his abs.

"What can I say? People love a man who can cook," he grins.

"You know Zoro totally saw us sneaking off right?" You say dropping his pants and toying with him through his underwear.

"At this point I really don't care darling, I need you and I need you now," he grunts, getting hard while you tease him.

His underwear falls to his ankles like his pants and he's moaning as you quickly stroke him.

You feel your own pants begin to tighten around your growing erection and can't wait any longer to finally fuck him.

You turn Sanji around, his face against a bag of rice while you stick two fingers in your mouth to wet them and begin playing with his hole.

You stretch him out with one finger first, then adding the second and Sanji is a mess waiting for your cock.

"Well what are you waiting for," Sanji says with a smirk, "you gonna fuck me or not?"

You laugh, removing your fingers and freeing your hard cock from your pants, playfully smacking it against his ass.

"We don't have all day lover boy," Sanji states but he gasps when you roughly push your cock inside him.

"You were saying some Sanj?" You grin, taking hold of his hips and beginning a steady rhythm.

"Fuck yes," he moans finally feeling some relief after waiting so long for this moment.

He holds on tight to the railings of the shelves, shaking them against the wall as you pound into him, a dishwasher walking by outside and instantly recognizing the sounds of Sanji's moan mumbling to himself, "not again."

Sanji reaches down and strokes himself, chanting your name as he gets closer to his release.

"Does that feel good?" You say cockily, "you like me fucking that perfect ass of yours"

"So good, so fucking good," is all he can mutter back.

Your nails dig into his hips, thrusting into him even faster and he cums all over one of the shelves.

"Holy shit," he cries, riding out his high with your movements never faltering.

After another minute or so you're about to hit your own orgasm and you want Sanji to taste it.

"Get on your knees," you say, pulling out of him and turning him around.

He immediately misses the feeling of you inside him but he happily sinks to the ground and opens his mouth wide as you stroke your cock until you're cumming across his face.

He's smiling as he swallows as much of your cum as he can and damn did he look good on his knees for you.

"You taste good, not as good as my cooking of course but still quite delectable," he smirks, standing back up and wiping the stray cum off his chin with his shirt sleeve.

"Very funny but we should probably get back out there," you laugh before kissing him deeply, tasting remnants of yourself on his tongue.

"Or," he says raising an eyebrow, "we can go steal some desert from the kitchen and fuck again on Zeff's desk."

"That, let's definitely do that and make sure you grab some whipped cream."

[gojonish]

friends? || ᵗᵃᵏᵃˢʰⁱ ᵐⁱᵗˢᵘʸᵃ

pairing: takashi mitsuya x fem!reader

content: reader is has a long-standing crush on mitsuya, reader gets flustered easily, mitsuya has that hot mullet

note: i wrote this because it reminded me of a time with my crush so enjoy!

Emma would see the way you looked at him. Chifuyu and Draken (despite them being idiots) probably saw it too.

The person that would always capture your eyes is Takashi Mitsuya, Toman's second-division captain and your crush friend.

Okay, no, with the way you're looking at him right now, even he could probably tell you had a massive crush on him. With him sitting at the back of the warehouse, his earbuds in and pencil dancing around his paper, you just couldn't bring yourself to look away.

You heard your name being called, which immediately snapped you out of your gaze, and turn (a little too quickly) to see your best friend, Nahoya, better known as Smiley.

"Are you daydreaming about him again?"

You rolled your eyes. He always had the tendency to make fun of your school-girl crush on Mitsuya since according to his words he "shipped it."

"I wasn't daydreaming about him," you replied and continued "reading your book."

"Right, and I'm the president of the world."

You pursed your lips and looked up at him, "Are you here to tease me or do you actually have something to say?"

Nahoya folded his arms together, a mischievous smile appearing on his face, "I made a bet with Souya. He doesn't think you have the balls to talk to Mitsuya, so I'm going to make you."

You snapped your head up at the orange-haired boy, "What!?"

"C'mon, I bet twenty bucks that you'll get a date with him. Now you have to do it."

You couldn't believe what you were hearing. They made a bet about you and your (nonexistent) love life. "No way. You're losing that twenty."

Nahoya whined your name, "Nothing is going to progress if you don't talk to him. Even in meetings, you always try to avoid any interaction with him.”

"Nahoya, I told you, no." You said as you turned yourself away from the curly-haired boy.

Nahoya grabbed your arm in desperation, "Please, I'll even make those pastries you like so much."

Now this caught your attention. You thought for a bit then sighed, "Fine. They have to be strawberry though."

"Done."

You swallowed thickly and stood up from where you were previously sitting, taking a deep breath and marching over to the grey-haired boy. You stopped in front of him, and the nerves finally reached your mind. What if he thinks I'm weird just coming up to him like this? You should just turn around now-

A sweet, delicate voice called out your name, and you whipped your head to look at where it came from. You were met with gentle grey eyes and a soft smile present on his face.

"What's up?" He asked.

You tried to talk, you really did, but every time you opened your mouth, your voicebox malfunctioned. You tried to focus on anything other than his hard (yet gentle) gaze, but then your eyes landed on the fresh slits on his eyebrows, and then they bounced from the rectangular earring he had on to the ashen chain wrapped around his neck.

"T-Takashi, um, hi." Really? Was that the best you could do?

"Hey," You swear you saw him stifle a laugh. Was he making fun of you right now? Who wouldn't? You're a flustered mess at the moment. "Did you need something?"

You looked over his shoulder to see Nahoya winking at you and then giving a thumbs up. You breathed in deeply and focused on the agenda at hand, "Do you wanna get dinner?"

You saw him blink and pause. This is it. This is how he rejects you. Why did you have to give in to Nahoya's persuasion?

"Sure, I'm sure the Toman Captains would be happy to know we're getting dinner for them," He patted your back softly, "You're a really good friend!"

Now you were the one that blinked. No, no, this is not the type of dinner you wanted. You wanted a one-on-one dinner together. He thinks you're going out as friends to get dinner for your other friends.

Friends.

Instead of voicing your concern, you gave a simple smile, "Yeah, they'll be super glad." You hoped he didn't hear the slight sarcasm in your voice.

"Great," Now he was the one that smiled at you, and geez, you couldn't be mad at that face. "Just give me five minutes, I need to finish up this design."

You nodded and tramped your way to Nahoya. You gave him a defeated pout, to which he widened his eyes, "No way you got rejected."

"Worse. I got friend-zoned."

"Ouch, you're right. It is worse." Nahoya shrugged his shoulders, "But you're still going out with him, right?"

"Not on a romantic date!" You furrowed your brows and hid your face in your hands, "Nahoya, I think he sees me as a little sister."

"That's funny."

You shot him a look and he immediately shut up. "Stop it! This is so bad."

Nahoya patted your back, a lot harder than Mitsuya initially did, which made you scowl. "Well, at least you're going as friends. Man, and I don't think I'll get my twenty since it's not romantic. Damn it."

Oh, now you were sulking. "Going as friends." Takashi Mitsuya, a man you've crushed on for over three years, friend-zoned you.

Ha, you could laugh at the ridiculousness of this.

"Well, good luck on getting that dinner," Nahoya waved you off, "And get me house fried rice!"

You rolled your eyes, "You better make me those pastries, you dick!"

part two right here !!

[meiwritesyan]

yan senior prefect (male) (unedited)

mei's note: hi~ I'm not dead yet~ this hc are self indulgent cause this base a little on one of my ex crushes. will edit this later tho :v really sorry because this is bad :(( it's been along time since I write :(( btw this piece will have continuation in the future, so stay tuned!

synopsis: forced to take care of your class even though he already have enough on his plate and didn't have any other choice except to accept it. after all, he's the head prefect, the teacher would have a high expectations of him, right?

yan senior prefect who has been assigned to watch over your class when there's no teacher. your class are so famous around the school, for being the most rude and disobedient class in your batch it's because of the boys actually

yan senior prefect who didn't really notice of you at first. It all starts when he hears a whisper of his names when you and your friends chatting

yan senior prefect who dissmiss it and think that you and your friends are gossiping about him. he's already used to it. everyone talk about him.

yan senior prefect who starts to notice you again one day, after your friends literally call out his name loudly when he's at the hall. he looks over and see you reading a book...it's weird though..your books are upside down while your friends all laughing giddily.

yan senior prefect who needs to go to watch over your class. again. he even lost count on how much he watch over your class. he start walking to your class after chatting a bit with your class teacher

yan senior prefect who stop his step before he enters your class when he hears a friend of yours yell loudly, "[name] likes our head prefect~". he hears your classmates all talking about it. especially your female classmates. he can hear all of them gathers in one table and starts to talk about him to you

"wait, you like him [name]? - one of your classmates ask you

"uh...yeah..." you hesitantly confesses to your classmates. 'damn it, why did they [refers to your friends group] need to be so loud?! you talk to yourself

"but...i heard he already have a girlfriend... I don't know if it's real tho" - another classmates of yours ask

"oh, yeah...i heard about that too.. you talk about the vice head of the prefect right? i don't know..i think i want to move on.."

yan senior prefect who clench his hands until it turns white and grit his teeth when hears you mention about the vice head prefect. oh, how he hates the vice head of the prefect... people keep shipping them together that he feels so suffocating. sure she's perfect, but she's not his type. the vice head prefect and him just a schoolmate, that's all

yan senior prefect who enters the class after the class are more like a night market than a class

yan senior prefect who watch you the entire time he watch over your class. he notices how you avoid making an eye contact with him. and he also notices how red you look even at the shortest eye contact.

yan senior prefect who starts to watching your every move. he starts to notice how you will smile at the smallest gift your friend gave you, how you style your hair, and the fact your hair smells so nice... wait...what was he thinking?!

yan senior prefect who starts to look forward on watching over your class. oh.. he's so excited to see your face..! he enjoys the fact that he can always see you ♡

yan senior prefect who starts to feel things for you... no, no this is not some stupid crush, right? he thought to himself

yan senior prefect who are blushing mess when he thinks of you. 'damnit! stop thinking of that kid and do the work already!'

yan senior prefect who starts to be close to you, trying to flirt you

yan senior prefect who hearts shatter when you had move on from him

yan senior prefect who enraged when he knew that you have a crush on that one school librarian. he knows to well of that librarian.

" just you wait, [name]... I make sure you are mine..!" - your delusional senior prefect

@meiwritesyan all right reserved. do not copy,repost or claiming my work as your own!

[tohisprettyc00l]

Wild witch! reader x Hunter

A/n: This takes place during season 2a. Also your 16.

p/n: palisman's name

f/f: favorite flavor

You were very well known around the Boiling Isles! But less of a celebrity and more of a wanted criminal. Not that many people disliked you, but not many people dare talk to you. Which definitely hurt. But you carried on, not like you could do much about it. I mean you could get a sigil but there was no way in hell that was happening. So for now you'll have to deal with the dirty looks and getting chased by scouts.

When you were going about your daily routine you noticed a few scouts and sighed. You pulled your palisman out in preparation. But the leader of the group caught your eye. The Golden Guard. Most of the time it was some other random scout. On a day that you could assume much wasn't going on it was Warden Wrath. So needless to this was more than a shock. You rationed they most likely weren't here for you. I mean in a market a whole bunch of shady business was going on. Nonetheless, you made sure they couldn't see you just in case.

While you were trying to avoid needing to break out of the Conformatorium again, just in case they saw you. But then you overheard The Golden Guard talk and instruct the scouts to find you. Well, there goes any hope of having a normal day at the market. You grumbled as you snuck towards a stand selling rotten candy and Hex-Mix. The vendor's eyes shifted to you and a wanted poster of you. "Are you-" "Yeah, yeah can you just give me the Hex-Mix?" You tossed a few snails on the counter. The vendor quickly gave you a bag and gestured for you to leave.

You got on your palisman and prepared to leave. "There they are!" You heard a voice yell. "Here we go." You thought out loud. You started to speed off while you overheard The Golden Guard yelling at scouts behind you. You made a bunch of random twists and turns to get them off your trail but they would just not leave you alone. "Titan didn't know anyone in the Emperor's Coven was competent." You thought. Suddenly magical rope constricted you. After some struggle, you broke free. After that mini-heart attack, you went as fast as you could finally losing them. You landed on top of a mountain and sighed. The first time it was a challenge to get away. Hopefully, that was a one-time thing. But nothing could go your way when it comes to the law, could it?

The next week you saw the same Golden uniform. Right as you comprehended who it was, the figure was running towards you. The same magic rope was shot at you but you moved out of the way. "Y'know I thought it was pretty cool to be more wanted than Eda. But I somehow forgot this part of it." You stopped the rope with plants. You heard the Golden Guard groan from behind his mask. You chuckled and wrapped yourself in abomination goop, transporting yourself to your house. You looked at P/n and sighed. "I'm sorry but it seems like you're going to need to fly a lot whenever we go out." Your palisman nodded playfully. "Such as now, I still need to get griffin eggs."

You thought about putting an invisibility spell on yourself when you first entered, but you would just get rid of it in the end. So you flew to the market, fully visible. You quickly bought griffin eggs and then left. But suddenly you were wrapped in abomination goop. You tried to break free but couldn't. "There's no way to break free, so don't waste your energy, or do, I don't care." The Golden guard said. He started walking with you. "So why do you arrest wild witches." "It's against the Titan's will." You raised one of your eyebrows. "But the Titan made wild magic. Also, they didn't make sigils." The Golden Gaurd paused. "Stop trying to mess with my head." He snapped out. "Okay?"

You soon aboard a ship. he slightly shoved you onto the ground. "So what's your name?" You asked as you got up. The guard started to whistle. "Hey!" You yelled. You could tell he tensed up a little bit. "What's your name?" "You don't need to know." He stated. "I wanna know who's kidnapping me." "If I tell you will you shut up." "Probably not. But I'm not going to stop asking until you tell me." He grunted. "Fine. My name is Hunter." "Cool my names y/n." "Yeah, I know."

You walked over to Hunter and kept asking him questions. "Shut up and sit back down." You just rolled your eyes. "Okay tell me, witch, what will shut you up?" "Besides freeing me?" "Besides freeing you." You thought for a moment. "Take me out to diner." Hunter sighed, "Be serious." "I am! Can't go to jail on an empty stomach." "Fine." Hunter drifted the ship downward. He landed at a Dairy scream. "Eyescream? really?" "I didn't have to do this. And besides, there is food besides Eyescream." "Only insane people order burgers a DAIRY scream." "There's cheeseburgers." You slightly chuckled.

Hunter got out a red bird palismen. It turned into its staff from. He did... Something that definitely wasn't abomination magic. It moves the goop from around your waist to around your wrist. You made a mental note of the bird. "There. Now you can eat easier." "I'm probably just going to get an f/f milkshake though." Hunter quickly draw a plant glyph and made it wrap around your legs. "You know glyphs count as wild magic right?" "I don't have anything else to use. It's for the greater good." Hunter excused.

You hummed as you waited for Hunter. He came out with a milkshake. "Okay let's go back to the ship." He shoved the milkshake in your hand. You walked out of the vines with ease. "So why do you have a palismen? I thought Belos hated them." Hunter stiffened and stopped walking. "Yes... But he made an exception." You can tell he was lying but decided not to push it. Soon you arrived back at the ship.

Hunter looked at his watch and became panicked. "Crap, crap, crap uncle's going to kill me!" "Why?" You asked. "I was supposed to be back ten minutes ago!" "So? I've been to the castle it's only five minutes away." Hunter started up the ship. "That's fifteen minutes late! I can't keep disappointing  him." You put down your milkshake and walked over to Hunter. "It's going to be okay dude. You brought me to him didn't you?" That barely seemed to calm him down. "Breath with me." You said. You slowly breathed in and out.

Hunter calmed down and then glared at you. "Why do you care what I feel?" You paused, "I don't know, I guess because you're the nicest out of everyone who arrested me. Also, I've heard that you're only 16. You shouldn't be worried about your uncle punishing you for being 15 minutes late." He paused and he got rid of the handcuffs. "Leave." "What-" "Please just make it seem like you escaped." You nodded and got out p/n. "Ha! You could never keep me in one place for too long!" You exclaimed despite no one being able to hear. you. You winked then flew away. You might not know why Hunter let you leave, but for once, you felt like there was a bright future for you.

A/n: I accidentally copy and paste the fanfiction in the middle of the fanfiction so sorry if I fucked it up sorry.

[sageistrii]

This is slightly controversial and honestly you can skip this completely if you think this might bring hate to Jimin in any form because that's not my intention at all. I trust your judgement.

I was just thinking about what your anon said about taking kpop shipping too far in the case of Karina who I don't know so I don't know if that's accurate for her. But I was thinking, though I blame the majority of the strange perception around Jimin and jikook on shippers, because they overblow certain things for no reason even though Jimin does the same thing with other members, sometimes I wonder if he isn't slightly to blame for the shipping mess he's gotten himself in? Not most things but just a few incidents like the whole biting JK on the neck thing, or the whole JK carrying Jimin out of the concert.

Both of them know they have shippers and I understand they grew up in a culture where it's normal for kpop group members to act like that but when I see pjms blame taekook for feeding their shippers which they definitely do, I feel Jimin is also very slightly guilty of the same and we sweep it away because we love Jimin and also he seems like a very touchy guy but I just find it a tiny bit hypocritical to blame everything on everyone but absolve Jimin. He's definitely the least problematic person in this situation but... I give Jimin the benefit of the doubt always because he's a touchy guy who's grown up in kpop but I also give the other two the same grace. Does that make sense?

He's not being absolved of anything. Jm has gotten hate all his career because he's touchy, he's been called an attention seeker, queerbaiter, homewrecker and a slut. He knows about the hate and the fact that he never limited his physical interaction with members because of it should tell you all you need to know.

Jimin's connection to jikook as a ship has done nothing for him, in fact it's done more harm than good so wouldn't it be counterproductive if he was like that because he wanted the stans to think he was gay and in a relationship with jk and in turn make them like him and his music?

Also Jimin is like that with all the members at all times, as opposed to certain members who initiate forced interactions when they need to promote their music. Jimin is touchiest with Hobi and Hobi is just as touchy and they barely have shippers, it's not his fault if jikookers think he's dating jk when he acts the exact same with other members. Like I'm sure Jimin isn't doing all that with Hobi because he wants armys to think they're dating.

Jimin already addressed this and he has explicitly stated that he doesn't do fan service or bromance, he's just being himself if you were a Jimin Stan you would know that.

No one thinks Jimin is gay or bi because he clings to his members, they think he is because of how he's perceived and because of things that have been insinuated.

Jk carried Jimin out, not the other way around so I'm confused and that's like the tamest thing BTS members have done with each other. And they said Jimin bit him because he wouldn't stop swirling him around they never insinuated anything romantic with it, jikookers did that all by themselves. BTS members have playfully kissed each other on camera, if Taekook did that no one would think they were doing it because they wanted to feed taekookers, like we literally have a picture of Jin hugging a shirtless jk, was that posted because Jin thought it would make armys think he was gay and was dating jk?

Don't act clueless like you don't remember the moments that made people say Taekook were feeding their shippers, like it wasn't because there are multiple instances of Taekook being touchy feely so what are you talking about?

Pjms said that when Tae was name dropping jk throughout his debut, the awkward lives and how they became besties around the time they were both debuting and were embroiled in dating rumors, it's not like we go around saying they are queer baiters, Jimin is the one who gets those accusations. And unlike whatever they had going on at that time, Jimin wasn't being touchy with jk on camera for fan service, prior to 2022 they were always spotted out together because they were close, we also have people who have said Jimin is like that with the members behind the scenes so... 🤷🏾‍♀️

[vinntea]

Bsd Actors au!!!

-NOT a modern au of the characters being actors BUT it's an au where the show is 'live action' and there are physical actors portraying the characters -For convenience the character names are the same as the actors except the actors' names will be shortened versions of the characters to avoid confusion! Name key- Actor names will be either the first 2, 3, or 4 letters of the character depending on the name. If any of the names I pick turn out to be bad things in Japanese let me know and I will change them!! Onto the au!! Chu and Daz off camera are really good friends and do silly goofy shipping bait posts on insta for shits and giggles Atsu and Aku started off a bit awkward with each other since, well, they're both as awkward as their characters but quickly became friends after spending time with the cast Mar and Chu are brothers, Chu heard they were casting for gingers to play a fratboy type asshole character and said "I know a guy". People mistake Junichiro for being their brother so often they've started treating him like a brother as a bit and it is no longer a bit Po and Ran are real life husbands! Po gets really flustered and giggly at the fans simping over him and Ran laughs at him for it Daz and Atsu have the 'Spoils shit on accident' and 'Stops the other from spoiling shit on accident' dynamic during interviews, I'll let you decide who's who (It's both) Fyo is super sweet and it freaks out the rest of the cast Lu, Yosa, Lou, Gi, Kou, and Hig go out drinking together Ladies Night style (Ladies/afabs/fem identifying cus some of em are trans) Aku and Gi are twins! Ang and Od treat Daz like their son off camera Q, Eli, Ken, Ter, Kyo, and Ay have tea parties after final filming days for each season NO ADULTS ALLOWED CUS THEY NASTY in Ter's words Mor goofs off with Chu and Kou all the time on the set Aku gets really apologetic to Hig after filming scenes together cus he feels so bad and Hig is like "It's fine Lmao" Fuk, Mor, and Fran are the oldest and are constantly being taught how to use technology by the younger cast members Kun likes to tease Daz off camera to 'Get him back' and they have fun with it Daz makes goofy faces at Aku while filming to help him relax/be less embarrassed at the fact he has to wear so much green/special affect gear on set Chu has gotten so used to being attached to ropes and wires he's considered trying aerial acrobatics non seriously Kyo and Atsu have a sibling like relationship off camera and have starred in other shows together before Bsd Chu, Daz, Aku, and Atsu hang out and take lots of insta pics together not just for the pr Nik is uncomfortably chill out of character and it gives even Fyo whiplash every time he gets in character Sig is super funny and flirts with Nik and Fyo platonically to relieve tension after filming (Homie has to get STRESSED in all his scenes he NEEDS a way to chill afterwards) Tach and Gi are secretly dating cus yes and the only one who knows is Hiro (they don't know that he knows) oh and obviously Gi told Aku and Tach told Kou (his sister) so really, three people know Kou and Yosa are besties (Yes, they see the shipping but refuse to acknowledge it cus lurking on social media and seeing fans unfiltered is too funny) Kun is like a father figure to Ken, Ken being an oblivious kid and Kun being a concerned adult trying his best to not let this kid do anything stupid on camera Q hides costume pieces from the other actors to mess with them (All their scenes are really sad let them play a little) Sometimes when Daz or Atsu have particularly heavy scenes that hit a little too close to home, they'll take mental breaks together whether that means being on their phones in silence or talking to each other in one of their dressing rooms This ended up not having as much to do with their characters as I thought it would but oh well LMAO. Feel free to use this au if you want! Just make sure to credit me!!

[ladyviserra]

Hey can you write something with Theon were they’re made to marry because like they were caught together (sorry if this doesn’t make sense English isn’t my first language)

Girl from Essos | Theon Greyjoy

Pairing: Theon Greyjoy x Female!Reader

Summary: Theon was forced to marry a girl he was caught with, only it happens to be a girl whose family is a mystery coming from Essos.

Warnings: swearing, mentions of smut, arranged marriage, bit of fluff

The young wolf, his childhood friend sent him home to do one thing. And before he made any decisions he managed to fuck things up.

With Theon's return came the ship from the far west that has been sailing around the Iron Islands for moons now.

On the ship ran a girl who caught his eye. She was just what he needed to ease his nerves before facing with his father.

The ironborn man was flattering the girl's appearance, targeting her shyness with slow manners. It didn't take long for her to giggle at every move he made closer. As he expected, he was quite soon allowed to linger his fingers all over her.

He took her right there on the beach, behind some rocks, thinking that would secure them from the others and let him do everything fast and finished. However, he perhaps got lost in her and didn't even consider the time he spend enjoying in her body. For Theon to notice it was long would probably take the darkness of the night. Instead, it took him the darkness of the shadow to figure out his plan to be a failure.

The shadow of the girl's mother.

" How dare you sin? " She pulled her off Theon, thinking what overcame her daughter to do such a thing.

" Who are you, boy? You some beggar? " She questioned him, looking him up and down with disgust while making her daughter get dressed.

" My father is Balon Greyjoy, I am his son Theon. " She wasn't thinking he spoke the truth, he didn't look like a son of a Lord, more like his servant or it may have been the sand he was covered in.

" We will see who your father is. "

As Theon said, his father was Balon Greyjoy who would pick any day to deal with this except today and on the first day of arrival.

" So you had that girl on the sand? " Balon was trying his best to be calm, he knew his son wasn't too smart, but to be this stupid and mess up before even given a task is a showing his lack of improvement through the years they last interacted.

" I did. " He hesitated but admitted. What was there to lie about when he knew?

" And I had to hear from her mother and father of your behaviour. Why did you have to choose her? " It was confusing him, why was it such a big deal? Who was she to be so cherished that even Balon Greyjoy was mad of her ruin?

Lord of Pyke saw his son's cluelessness, starting to speak again. " You don't know who she is, do you? " He shook his head at his father's seriousness.

" Her fucking father is some rich man from Essos. No one knows how did they become so wealthy but they did. And you ruined their daughter. " His own words made him choke.

" How can I apologise? " Theon didn't want to start his return home by ruining the mission, so he hoped to do something about his mistake.

" You think you can apologize? " Lord Greyjoy laughed at the thought. " Those Starks made you weak. " He spat the name of the family which took care of his son.

" You will marry her. That's how you will be forgiven. " Demanding voice answered him.

" Marry her? " He asked as if he didn't hear. " I just return. "

" And I already regret it. Don't argue with me, you messed up and now it's time you fix it. " Balon stared further away from his son, glancing at everything except at him.

" You shall marry her tomorrow, the quicker I get her father off my back, the better. " And thus Theon was dismissed with nothing but a quiet insult added to the memories of his family.

He walked out on the beach, the land of his sin and hopped to the place he made his newest mistake. Only a couple of seconds passed before he fell to his knees, and then dropped his head in sand. He smeared his face with the ground, almost as if burying himself so no one can see him.

He wanted to come back to his home and finally show his father he is a worthy son. However, no matter how much he wished to be good, the hard mind of an ironborn seemed to only lead him in bad paths.

Now he was going to marry the girl he didn’t even think much of. She was supposed to be like every else, just another lick of the spoon. But their little fun turned into a serious matter.

He took himself back into his home, regretting his lustful ways of dealing with stress and nerve wracks. At this point, he imagined going back to Robb and finishing the war he lead. His mission for which he was here had no more importance it had at the beginning, he just wanted to go back again, where no expectations were raised for him to reach.

On the day of his wedding, Theon was more out of his head, he barely reacted to anything happening around him, depressed over the chaos he caused.

His bride wasn't of a better face. It was obvious she went through a lot of screaming and crying before stepping into the marriage herself. Both of them looked at the guests with unbothered eyes, barely acknowledging the words people were telling them.

They only waited for the whole situation to calm down, so it could be forgotten and simply moved on from. Thankfully, the torture of remembering their inappropriate act lasted only when surrounded by others.

Left alone by the crowd, both exchanged sympathetic looks. Theon just then thought of how this also must have affected her even more than him. Sheepishly approaching his wife, Theon put his hands on her shoulders, noticing the redness under her eyes and the pain on her cheeks.

" I am terribly sorry for ruining you. It was my mistake for using you for my needs. " The man spoke with honesty and sincere regret.

" You didn't use me. It is my mistake as well. You did not force this upon me. " She spoke, having a hushed voice that at any moment threatened to whisper.

" I have used you, in fear of facing my father, I needed something to relax me. And there you were, pretty and… I just… " He couldn't word out the explanation. He didn't deal with much explaining throughout his life, now struggling when needing to do so.

" Seeing your father, honestly, I understand the nervousness. You ran for the escape from the fear and took the first that seemed effective. "

" That really is how I created this situation. " He half-smiled, remembering it. " What about you, what made you agree to it? "

The girl's pasture calmed, adjusting to her husband's touch. " Well, no deep reasoning there. I was just very bored with the travelling we have done. Jumping from one place to the other. I just wanted to stop somewhere and enjoy myself for a moment. "

Theon nodded peacefully. " It does seem those travels were a burden to you. As has my meeting with my father been to me. " She agreed in silence. They let themselves stare at each other without speaking, embracing no sounds while doing so.

The ironborn first broke the silence. " I believe we have been through enough in the latest time, thus we should for the best let our minds rest in sleep. " The girl followed her husband under the covers. She took his shoulder as her pillow at his request, falling into sleep as quickly as she would in the sand. While observing his wife, Theon noticed he liked to see her this calm and relaxed. It made him think that this mistake of his, isn't as bad as he believed it to be. He might even become fond of it. The positive outlook on the future made the heir to the Pyke fall asleep in the sweetest way possible. Imagining the good things that will come out of this marriage.

[wickjump]

Hey

What's your opinion on Error x Killer but in a classic→killer thing

Or just sillystring or just virusstreak (their ship names and I totally didn't make up the second one)

Also sorry I keep sending you asks but you're like the only person ever I don't feel extreme anxiety sending asks to Soo um yeah sorry

oooh honestly i haven’t thought of them in a romantic context all too much. i think they can be silly but i honestly prefer them more in a platonic “i’m going to annoy the fuck out of you” way, yk? or even “i’ll make fun of your boss bc i can and he is literally incapable of stopping my overpowered ass” way. they don’t like each other but they like to mess with each other, that’s how i personally see them.

in a classic -> killer way i’d still prefer them as not romantic in the end, but the angst potential is absolutely there. i view killer as, in a way, “worse” than dust in terms of how much he’s changed, you know? like out of all basic classic -> someone else variants, killer is the most changed while dust is the least i think. so on top of error now having to view killer as an anomaly, error would not be able to even see killer as classic in any real way because his personality changed so much. he still has classic’s looks, sure, but unlike dust, he’s not “reversible” or anything like the classic error liked.

it’s similar to how i view destructivedeath but in a much colder way, while error just no longer has an interest and would sulk about it for a good while rather than hurting from afar with an ache that will never leave like reaper would in the context of dd. especially because i cant fully imagine classicerror as sweet and soft or genuine lovers, more like a spur of the moment obsessive x obsessed over crackship that isn’t exactly toxic but the amount of lovebombing and kidnapping raises a good few eyebrows. i love error but he’s kind of a dick without realizing it. i can see classic -> killer being hurt by this though, like oh damn that. that was not actual love huh. oh uh. okay haha

were it not in a classic -> killer past romance way i could honestly see them working better? which is so weird but whatever. probably because without a past romance defining their relationship now, it’s easier to explore how their dynamic is with how killer is now as a person. because rather than the dynamic being past lover turned “unloveable” x insane asshole who cannot possibly love this new version of his lover due to his weird fucking philosophy, it’s crazy asshole with fucked up morals x insane manchild with fucked up morals and i sort of like that better. it’s more equal and doesn’t end up with one guy as a dick nobody likes and another guy on the verge of tears

also dw about asks!! i like them i think they’re fun. any asks i haven’t answered are bc they’re long and i need to figure out how to respond in a way that doesn’t annoy everyone on the plant, or bc i just haven’t had a good answer to give yet. i like asks theyre fun to do and anxiety is overrated let’s have fun

[yaut-jaknowit]

Demands Are Met

Pairings: Yautja (Vic'tao)/reader (gender neutral)/Yautja (Uihoy)

Word Count: 1543

Summary: You've been traveling with Vic'tao and Uihoy for around two human years. Over the course of that time, you've come to learn and understand these aliens now called your lovers. They have duties to preform to ensure your safety and the clan's as well. You understand the work they do is important but you were only human. That doesn't mean you don't get bored and alone while they work. As any other human, you do what is best for your mental health and go to bother them.

Author Note: Moonaite here! Do you guys want some smut next? If so, tell me what you want. Like for the reader and Yautja. Male/female? Female/female? Male/male? Most of my stuff is gender neutral for the reader. Or, if you got ideas, sent them my way. Also, I can’t believe my last two writing got over three hundred notes! Thank you so much for that!

Ao3

Masterlist

Stars slowly passed by as you walked into the main cabin of the star ship you were currently on. Your gaze dragged to outdoors and watched the distant solar systems move by. It made your heart throb momentarily. Earth was far away at this point but it was your first home. Everything that you knew and loved had to be left behind. Your life now was different, a good different.

Two loving and caring lovers. Which both are on this ship, in the same room as you. Yet, neither were giving you any attention. Their screens were filled with the symbols that made up their language, one you could read, not fluently, but enough to get the idea of it. Your eyes caught something about a group of rogue Yautjas leaving a bloody and gory mess in their wake. The two hunters before you weren’t enforcers but freelancers per say. Whatever the Elders wanted done back on Yautja Prime, your lovers did so. The added skulls and honor kept your little group well fed and happy.

Though, the Elders weren’t the happiest when they showed up one day with you. One of the Elders dared to challenge them. That ended his life pretty quickly.

After everyone heard and/or saw the gruesome battle, no one stood in their way again. A fearsome duo not to be messed with. Funny enough, Vic’tao wasn’t much before Uihoy met him. Vic was the youngest of the group and learned a lot from Uihoy. Then they found you. It was almost a year before the group landed on Yautja Prime and that whole fiasco happened.

Clicks drew you from your thoughts and looked over to the two working Yautjas. Uihoy had his head turned just to the side but his gaze was still focused on his screen. Since he was speaking in the Yautja language, you knew he wasn’t speaking towards you. Vic’tao sat close by, his own screen pulled up and claws dancing along it.

Their written language was a lot easier for you to understand. When they tried to talk with you, all it seems to do is go in one ear and out the next. But you tried, you really tried. Your ears strained to pick up any nouns or words you’ve come to know.

Nothing simply came to you besides what sounded like your name. You rolled your eyes and strolled further into the room. Both aliens didn’t turn to greet you though, either too preoccupied with the work or their talk. After the two human years with them, you know that they knew you were there. Hunters, born and raised and bred to be the universes most dangerous species. No one smart enough dared to get in their way; humans aren’t on that list as you’ve come to learn.

Instead of letting them easily ignore you, you decided to step next to Vic’tao’s chair. Before you got within ten feet, Uihoy gaze returned back to the screen. It wasn’t unusual for them to, in a way, ignore you when in the middle business. They told you this would happen when handling cases. You’ve come to terms with it over time.

Yet, the male wouldn’t give you a piece of his time. Finding that group was important but after five days of this, a couple of times they’ve landed on different planets, you needed some sort of attention. They haven’t learned this just yet, as much as you hated it. You hated it worse when you had to be direct like them for them to get the idea. Acting that way was a last resort. That’s what you had to do now. Act.

Vic’tao swiped at some symbols without acknowledging your presence. Your face fell into an annoyed look. So, you decided to take things into your own hands and poked him into the shoulder. The muscle there didn’t even move at the action. It didn’t do anything to get his attention on you. “Vic, come on. I’m bored, I’ve ran out of book to read days ago. I need attention, please,” you begged with your hands clasped before you.

The male didn’t even falter in his movements, eyes studying the work before him. His free mandibles twitched with a soft chitter but you knew that wasn’t because of you. With his young agility, when he found something, he wasn’t about to let go. Like a lion and a zebra within its claws. Sometimes, that aided him. Other times, it didn’t with you.

You poked him again. No reaction. Again. Still nothing. Five more times. Not a twitch or reaction. “Vic, babe, love. Can’t we cuddle for just an hour. I’ll stop bothering you?” you attempted to reason but silence from him. Damn him and his training.

So be it. “I’m not going to stop poking you until you give me some attention,” you stated firmly and began to constantly poke the younger male. Still, he gave no indication that he even knew that I was there.

Uihoy chittered something to his partner, nothing you could understand. Damn him! He spoke too quickly for you to decipher anything of importance. With a scowl, you started to poke harder but still received nothing in return. At this point, Vic was probably hoping for you to get tired and leave. On any other normal day, you probably would’ve. It was too late to go back now. They’ve been neglecting you.

When both arms got tired after what felt like hours on end, you rest your forehead on his shoulder. He tensed underneath but didn’t falter in his work.

Then, an idea hit you.

A smirk grew on your features. This has to get his attention! You latched your mouth onto his shoulder and bit him as hard as you could.

Vic yelped and pulled away. You released him from your hold and looked smugly at him. “Now, will you give your mate attention or do I have to bite you again. Not that I mind.” See, you didn’t like to be direct but this was needed. Anything to get his attention back on you. He turned his head to face you, brows lowered into an annoyed look. Uh oh.

Whoops, maybe you pushed it a bit far. You took a step back with your lips pressed together. As you opened your mouth to apologize, Uihoy chattered to Vic’tao once more. It was short then he spoke English towards you. “C’mere, sit in my lap till I’m done working,” Uihoy offered and motioned for you to come over to him.

That was probably the best course of action. Before you followed through though, you quickly pecked Vic’s shoulder where you bit him and scrambled over to Uihoy. Said male used one arm to lift you off of the ground into his lap.  You gasped and clung to his arm. You were promptly dropped into his lap.

The shock was simply washed away with a smirk that was thrown at Vic. Said male shook his head and tapped on the screen before him.

Uihoy smacked the side of your head. “Don’t be smug.” Unfortunately, he had a point so you had to listen to him. You settled down in Uihoy’s lap and kept his arm close to your stomach, not allowing him to have it back.

Instead of being ignorant, you began to read the letters before you. The yellow light was harsh on your human eyes in the low light but you pushed through.

Once in a while, he got to an interesting part where it could important for them. Uihoy was about to swipe away from the video when you stopped him. His tresses slid over his shoulder as he tilted his head. “What do you see, little hunter?” he questioned.

Similar to Vic’tao, you’ve come a long way to become a better hunter. Never as good as them due to your stature. That didn’t deter you from helping them every once in a blue moon. And they seemed to love when you did. That’s how you gained many of the scars that decorated your body.

You got onto your knees and carefully pointed out a point of interest on the screen. The male leaned closer as well, eyes squinted and keeping a steady hold on you. You may have come a long way for fighting, doesn’t mean you aren’t still clumsy as fuck. Both of them knew this and kept a watchful eye on you while out and about.

When he saw what you saw, he hummed and typed something in. Most likely marking the spot for later reference. Uihoy pulled you back towards him and nuzzled his strange mouth to the back of your neck. “Watchful eye, little hunter. I’m proud of you,” he praised. You smiled shily and shrugged your shoulders. It’s not often they give compliments about that sort of thing as they are on top of things.

Over to your left, Vic’tao makes a grumbling noise. That you heard. “Well, if you weren’t such an ass to me, maybe you would be getting cuddles instead of Uie,” you snarked at him and turned your nose up at him. He gave you one last look out of the corner of his eye before returning back to work.

[deepspacedukat]

Festivities And Fraternization

This is specifically for a very dear friend. I'm sorry, bb, I know this is late, but I do lysm and I hope this will be a good start to the next chapter of your life. Happy (Belated) Birthday! 💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙

Cross-posted to AO3 here.

~*~

Thy'lek Shran (ST:ENT) x Reader

[A/N: This has a bit of innuendo and flirting, but there's nothing blatantly smutty.]

Warnings: Implied interspecies romance, implied Human/Andorian romance, hugging, birthdays, pre-relationship, fluff, forehead kisses.

~*~

For the third time that morning, Commander Shran heard your name being whispered by a secretive looking group of officers. The first two times, he was walking through the corridors of Enterprise, heading for the bridge to get a status report. This time, he was grabbing his midday meal and had just retrieved a glass of some kind of juice to go with his food when he heard the distinct sound of lowered voices.

As with the previous incidents, he noted that one of their number was keeping watch as they conspired in a quiet corner of the otherwise deserted Mess Hall.

What reason did a group of suspicious looking officers have to say your name in relation to whatever they were scheming? He recognized them, of course. He'd made a point of getting to know all of Enterprise's officers when he'd been allowed to serve aboard Captain Archer's ship.

Hoshi, Trip, and Travis - the latter of whom was the lookout - all claimed to be your friends. So why would they be whispering about you while taking care not to be caught? Thy'lek pulled himself up to his full height, feeling his antennae flatten backward in tune with his simmering frustration.

Travis's eyes widened, and he tapped the shoulders of the other two, prompting them to break off abruptly when they spotted Shran sidling up to their table.

"Oh, don't let me interrupt," he crooned as he pulled another chair over and took a seat. With a slightly wooden smile, he set his lunch on the table. It was rude of him to cut them off, but it was even worse for them to be talking behind your back when you weren't there to defend yourself. "How are your shifts going today, hm? Everyone keeping busy?"

The trio looked at each other in confusion, and Hoshi began to stammer out a response.

"I...Yes, sir. We just finished eating–"

"Well, then there's no sense in languishing in here, is there?" He suggested rather bluntly, and the two younger officers grabbed their trays, practically falling over themselves to clean up and get back to their posts. Shran took a sip of his juice, and turned his gaze toward Trip.

"What's got your antennas in a twist, today? Poor Hoshi was as pale as a ghost when you snapped at her, and Travis looked like he wanted to stick his head in the sand. There was no need for you to talk to them like that," Trip said frowning at the still irritated Andorian. Shran respected him for standing up for his officers, but knowing that he'd been just as guilty of talking about you behind your back wiped any feelings of neutrality that Shran had been harboring for the Commander.

"I would expect childish behavior from junior officers, but from you, Tucker? I'm disappointed."

With a look of confusion, Trip shook his head and left the Mess Hall without a word. Finally alone, Shran pinched the bridge of his nose and let out a heavy sigh. How would he be able to tell you that people were talking about you? For that matter, should he tell you in the first place? Wouldn't that just hurt your feelings and make the situation worse?

A familiar, gentle hand rested on his shoulder, bringing him out of his thoughts.

"Thy'lek? What's wrong?" He hadn't heard you come in, but there you stood as beautiful as always, looking at him with wide, concerned eyes.

A smile - a genuine one, this time - crossed his lips, and he covered your fingers with his own.

"It's nothing. Just a strange day, that's all," he murmured, gesturing for you to join him. You set your tray down, but you didn't start eating right away, keeping your gaze fixed squarely on him. "I mean it. I'm alright."

"...If you're sure," you replied, and Shran promised that he was before changing the topic. It wouldn't do for him to act rashly on this, no matter how strong his protective instincts were when it came to you.

--

When Shran was making his rounds on the Bridge later that day, he saw Trip make his way over to the Captain's chair, Hoshi trailing quietly behind him. The only word he could catch from their whispered exchange was your name, and that was the straw that broke the camel's back.

"Captain," Shran called, "may I have a word with you and Commander Tucker in private? Now?"

Archer looked a little perplexed at the palpable anger in his tone, but he smiled and nodded his head in agreement regardless. As soon as the door closed behind the three of them, Shran narrowed his eyes and allowed all of his righteous anger come spilling out.

"Captain, there is a disciplinary problem on this ship. Three times today alone, I've noted groups of crewmen talking about a particular crew member behind her back, including Commander Tucker," the Andorian seethed, glaring at the Engineer.

"If you'll just let me explain–"

"What is there to explain? A senior officer shouldn't be gossiping or spreading rumors behind someone's back when they aren't present to defend thmselves! Such behavior lacks integrity and honor! I expected a member of Starfleet to comport themselves better," Shran snarled, but Captain Archer cleared his throat beside the two.

"Commander...have a seat. There's been a misunderstanding, and I'd like to clear it up." When the Andorian did no more than turn his glare on Archer instead, the Captain sighed. "I know you care about her, and we do, too. It's her birthday tomorrow, and the whole crew has been trying to plan a surprise for her."

Shran looked at him blankly, some of his anger fading away in the wake of his confusion.

"...'Birthday'?" He'd heard the term once before, but he didn't know what it meant. You couldn't possibly be pregnant. Shran had seen an image of a Human who was with child, but you didn't look like that at all. Reluctantly, Shran took a seat, and Jonathan dismissed Trip, allowing him to go back to his duties.

"Humans have a tradition. Every year on the anniversary of the date that we were born, we acknowledge the passing of another year. It's a celebration, a...a way to mark a person's increasing age and wisdom," the Captain said. "A lot of people, including most of the crew, try to give surprise parties for the person whose birthday it is. That's what Mr. Tucker and the other officers have been trying to do. They were talking about the Lieutenant, because they wanted to plan a party for her without her finding out and ruining the surprise."

Thy'lek's shoulders relaxed, and his antennae lifted the rest of the way upward.

"I apologize for my outburst, then. I just thought..." Shran trailed off with a vague wave of his hand, but Archer just laughed and sat at his desk.

"Don't worry. The whole crew knows how you feel about her, and, hey, I get it. If I thought somebody was talking about the person I loved behind their back, I would've reacted exactly like you did," the Captain commiserated, offering him a small smile. "Now...something else I should mention, is that typically people end up giving gifts to the recipient of the party, but obviously, since you're Andorian, you wouldn't be held to that standard."

"No. I have something that I've been meaning to give the Lieutenant," Shran said picturing the object he had stashed in his quarters. Just picturing the sweetness of your smile made him relax in his seat. "So, how can I help with the party?"

With a wide, enthusiastic smile, Archer leaned forward.

"I'm so glad you asked."

--

As soon as he and the Captain had exited his office, Shran offered his apologies to the officers he'd snapped at and made his way to Sickbay to speak with Phlox. Apparently, the Doctor was in charge of organizing this particular surprise party.

Shran received and carried out his orders well, keeping you distracted so that you wouldn't grow suspicious while the cargo bay was being decorated. That wasn't exactly a hardship for him. The Commander relished any time he got to spend with you, even if it was something as simple as a quiet evening staring out a viewport together at the passing stars.

In fact, he was quite certain he liked those nights the most. There, in the solitude of your quarters, something soft and vulnerable unfurled in his chest as he beheld your face bathed in starlight. The way you snuggled up against his side, trusting him with the vulnerability of such moments, only reinforced the notion that Starfleet was the right place for him - that being at your side was his real home.

So, the evening before your birthday, the two of you curled up together in your quarters talking late into the night. Eventually, you both fell silent, and a gentle weight settled on his shoulder just after midnight. The Commander looked down at your sleeping face and couldn't suppress a smile. You looked so peaceful resting against him.

Carefully, he lifted you into his arms and carried you to your bed.

"May your dreams be as sweet as you are," he whispered as he pulled the covers up just the way you liked them. Shran debated with himself for a long moment before finally leaning down and kissing your forehead. "Happy Birthday, Lieutenant."

Normally when you'd fallen asleep during their calm evenings, he'd gratefully allow himself to pass out on your sofa for the night. The Commander claimed it was too far to walk, but, truthfully, he just wanted an excuse to be a little closer, to protect you while you slept...and to rest atop a pillow that smelled like you.

Tonight, though, he had one final duty to perform for the party tomorrow. He had to get your gift ready.

Keeping secrets from you was not something he'd ever planned to do, but Thy'lek knew that you'd enjoy what was waiting for you in the cargo bay the next day. Still, his heart gave a pang when he thought of you waking up alone and wondering why he'd left.

--

"Thy'lek, shouldn't you be on duty right now?" You asked, but you didn't show any signs of releasing your grip on his arm as he led you through the ship.

"I assure you, Captain Archer won't mind if I spend a few minutes with my favorite girl," the Commander said patting your hand where it rested on his forearm. He'd been guiding you slowly, in a meandering path toward the decorated cargo bay, diverting your attention from the crewmen hurrying down the corridor with a few last-minute details. "Do you have any special plans for today? After all, it is your day off."

"Oh, um...not really," you murmured giving his arm a gentle squeeze. "Why? Did you have something in mind?"

Oh, if only you knew. The pair of you were approaching the doors, so instead of answering, Shran simply paused before the control panel and turned to face you.

"Why don't you find out?" He asked gesturing to the controls. You gave him a quizzical look but ultimately opened the doors. The whole bay was bathed in darkness, but you still took a step inside. You knew Thy'lek wouldn't let you get hurt. With him at your back, you walked a few feet forward.

"What are we–"

"SURPRISE!"

The lights flicked on to reveal all your friends standing in the middle of the cargo bay. Some makeshift streamers and decorations were strategically placed throughout the space, and atop a table comprised of a large storage container stood a cake.

"Happy Birthday," Shran murmured from right behind you. When you turned to face him, tears had gathered in your eyes and a giant smile stretched both your lips and his. You threw your arms around him, and he caught you effortlessly. "I hope you enjoy your party, sweet girl."

All the while, the weight of the small pendant that he'd wrapped up for you the night before rested squarely in his pocket where he'd placed it. It had been in his family for generations, and he hoped that it would prove how serious he was when he finally told you how much he cared for you.

He didn't know if he'd have the courage to do so tonight, but the pendant was a start. Shran had thought he'd seen affection in your eyes more than once when you looked at him. He just hoped he was right.

For now, though, he was eager to see you enjoy yourself. After all, this was your day. He wanted you to make the most of it.

~*~*~

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[becca-e-barnes]

“you can go a little stupid if you want to” MA’AM. excuse me, MA’AM. i am literally sitting here full body damn near vibrating i am going to take off like a rocket ship. that one line of text has changed the trajectory of my entire life.

I remember writing that line a while ago and tbh, I can't even remember who I wrote it for but I really want to come back and talk about it a little bit more bc 😵‍💫

"It's okay, don't worry. You can go a little stupid if you want to." Bucky would've sounded entirely sincere if it hadn't been for the slight mocking edge in his tone.

You weren't even sure that you could find it in yourself to care though. Not when you're sucking gently on the two thick fingers he's slipped in your mouth to muffle your moans.

"Good girl, get them nice and wet for me. You're such a needy mess. I didn't think you'd break this easily." He chuckles a little, pressing his fingers deeper into your mouth.

It almost feels odd to need this but your fluttering cunt reminds you that you do. There's something freeing in giving your body over to someone you can trust to take care of it. For a couple of hours, any worries and stresses are all suspended; nothing outside of the bedroom matters. You have the freedom to feel overwhelming pleasure, grounded in the knowledge that, for now, there's no expectation on you. You don't need to think. You can do as you're told and take the rewards that stem from being obedient.

"B-Bucky." Your soft plea sounds pathetic around the fingers in your mouth but hearing his name like that makes him throb.

There's no rush though. You have all the time in the world and he intends to take you apart quite slowly tonight. He wants to savour every gasp and kiss every inch of your skin. His own need is coming second, for the time being. For now, the only need of his own that he's focused on is his need to feel you come apart on his tongue. To steal orgasms from you with his fingers and to hear you begging him for his cock. That's what good girls do.

He's reminded that you're the best girl when he pulls his fingers from your mouth and trails them slowly down your bare body, letting them find their way home.

God, you're soaked. His breath catches in his throat because he knows you're going to feel incredible around his dick. He needs to feel that tight, wet squeeze while you beg him to cum inside you but as soon as that thought has crossed his mind, it's gone again because you're rolling your hips against his fingers.

You're desperate and he can't let you stay that way. Not when you're unapologetically lost in him. He's not going to make you beg. Not just yet. "Good girl, sit still for me, sweetheart. Don't squirm." He slides both fingers into you with no resistance, appreciating the slick glide.

"O-oh god." You whine, feeling him curl his fingers inside you, brushing gently against the sensitive spot that leaves you gasping.

"You're making such a mess. Fuck, you're so wet." It's impossible to miss the soft, slick sounds his fingers cause and while they're obscene, they're incredibly hot.

Before you've even really noticed, Bucky has shuffled down the bed, settling between your spread thighs. "I need to taste you." His fingers never cease, his lips trailing a path up from your knee before his plump lips encase your clit.