#I guess I struggle to understand what he... Gets.... From it... Cuddles for sure but like...

[mrfoox]

Thihihi. Asked the guy jokingly if he could be able to handle me coming by more and he said he could (:

[weebsinstash]

Thinking bout how mean demi Alastor would be regarding the post cheating/meltdown/breakup sex… he’s still a sadist and now that he’s more comfortable with physical intimacy and like 20% more deranged that def gets reflected in his “catering to your needs”. Overstim, edging, anything that leaves you at his “mercy”

Reader, visibly sweating because YOU know that HE knows most of the dirty dirty nasty NASTY SHENANIGANS you've committed in the last month or two of Just Straight Up Sluttery: so Alastor, now that you've discovered this new part of yourself, surely you've, uh, developed some new tastes and healthy outlets for intimacy?

Alastor, who's just spent the last several weeks rounding up all your sexual partners and he does mean ALL of them to torture every last detail of what you did out of them, and has recently discovered how much he likes the feeling of a riding crop in his hands, along with a list of kinks where cheating/cuckoldry is definitely NOT one of them: oh yes :) healthy outlets :) so anyways my pet, about your punishment--

You're just like "ok Alastor um, since you're new to this and old fashioned you probably want to, cuddle, and, ease into it, and--" bitch he wants to tie you up. Bitch he has developed SUCH a craving for watching you tied up and helpless because, oh you're so sweet and vulnerable and need him to protect you ❤️ his sweet vulnerable little doe ❤️ aw, your struggling is so cute ❤️ do you want to be let go? Guess you better beg nice and pretty~

I dunno man... I was LITERALLY discussing a concept like this with an asexual buddy of mine actually, the amount of aces horny for Alastor is giving, truly, and we were MUTUALLY like, "listen... listen... asexuality is real and we respect that, ok... but it's also a spectrum... and I want this man going his entire life and afterlife not caring or having a taste for those things UNTIL he meets you and he has to deal with, discover, and come to understand all his new desires" and I keep thinking of multiple ways to swing that?

Just him having his equivalent of his first schoolboy crush and not knowing why he can't stop himself from laughing at your jokes? Why is he suddenly so... POSSESSIVE of your company? Why does he want to hurt the men who come around you even more than usual? He goes to Rosie for advice and she's just, DROPPING HER TEA CUP, "oh ALASTOR HONEY, you've got yourself a little crush!!" and all but squealing with delight as she wants ALL the details and, well, Rosie IS a trusted friend... and once he starts talking about you, he can't stop himself for some reason, he just enjoys sharing little details and stories and things about you amd, oh gosh Rosie you should hear this thing that happened the other day it was just the most charming little--

I want this man coming to take you back and he's kicking some door down and he finds you THROATING A GUY. I want it AWKWARD. I want him finding you doing something that immediately makes everyone involved go OH SHIT. I want some dude freaking out hollering "THE RADIO DEMON?!" because he and a buddy were spitroasting you on your hands and knees and you give a very recognizable "alastor????" around the dude's meat CLEARLY KNOWING THE GUY and your unlucky one night stand has his Oh Fuck moment as he makes perfect eye contact with the notorious cannibal who is currently witnessing this, uh, gentleman having his hand fisted in your hair as he--

Just the mental image of, it's the end of the night or even the morning and the fucking sun is coming up or, their time equivalent of sunrise since I don't think they have like days and nights, but, Alastor is just sitting there reading a book humming to himself, completely put together not a hair out of place, with candles going, a gentle song on the radio, and beside him you're just facedown completely naked in bed with welts all over your ass as his shadow gives you a nice aftercare massage. Dude just sips some coffee, humming and smirking as he regards you "now did we learn our lesson about... making impulsive unsafe decisions without consulting our partner?"

you, still face down as your legs still refuse to stop shaking: that if I want to get fucked really hard all I have to do is commit adultery?

Alastor, who has recently discovered all the Super Fun New Ways he can fuck 'discipline' you for riling him up and getting him jealous on purpose because now that he's finally acting like this it's all but making you a cat in heat 'being a brat', smiling with legitimate sadistic glee as he reaches for a pair of leather gloves: incorrect :)

[igotanidea]

Medicine: Jason Todd x fem!reader

***

„I’m home Ja…..”

The sentence dies on her lips before she can finish it, just because of the view in front of her eyes.

“Jace? What is all this?” she turns around looking at the freshly cleaned apartment and her boyfriend in an apron, standing by the oven, making pancakes. “My birthday are like a month away….”

“Y/N!” he smiles “you’re home….”

“Yeah, I…. um….What?” she frowns in confusion

“I thought I could make you some comfort food. You’ve been working so hard lately and I gotta take care of you.”

“… I..um…” she’s struggling to find words “Thank you… I guess?”

“Come sit, baby. Let me serve you.”

“serve me? Jason, what is going on here?”

“Can’t I just spoil my girl?”

“You can, it’s not like I’m complaining, but…..”

“No buts, baby…. Let me take that…” he takes the grocery bag from her and put it on the counter, grabbing her hand and leading her to the table “and greet you properly” he leans forward and kisses her softly, gently, caressing her cheek.

“Jason…..”

“Shhh….” He put fingers on her lips and kisses her again, wrapping arms around her and pulling her closes. She doesn’t understand a single thing of what is happening, but melts into his touch and ministrations.  Her palms land on his chest, feeling his heartbeat and warmth. But she can also feel something… desperate, longing, coming from him.

Of course, the easiest way to find out would be just to ask him, but Y/N know Jason well enough to not do that. Todd was never known to be straightforward when it came to feelings. She would just have to wait and see, probably using some of the girlfriend tricks.

“How was your day princess? Work still kicking your ass?”

“I’m all better now…..” she smiles “you did all this just for me?”

“all the best for my pretty girl…” he caresses her side gently, looking deep into her eyes “do you like it? Do you want to try some pancake?”

“Of course I do, baby…. In fact, I didn’t have time to eat the whole day, so….”

“You what?!” Jason is appalled by what’s she saying  “My poor girl, you must be exhausted, let me……”

“Jason Todd!!!” she cried out when he lift her off the floor, picking her  bridal style and carrying to the table “put me down, I can walk!”

“No you can’t.”

“Jason!!”

“Can’t risk you fainting on me, baby. I want to take care of you. Let me….. please?” he pouts and stops in the middle of the room “please?”

“You’re using the puppy eyes on me?” she laughs “I invented that technique Jason!”

“pretty please?”

“You’re crazy….” She chuckles “but ok, I’ll let you carry me to the table. Just beware the moment when I get used to it…..”

“I can carry you whenever and wherever you want.” He sits her down on the chair gently making sure she’s comfortable. “just stay here. I’m about to bring you dinner.” he rushes to the oven and brings her a ton of freshly made pancakes, putting them on her plate.

“Jason?”

“Yes?”

“You sure you’re ok? This is not how you normally behave…..”

“Normally?” his eyes widen “I don’t know what you mean. I am acting completely normal. If you don’t want my pancakes………….”

“I do! Damn, Todd. You’re not taking those away from me! I love your pancakes!”

“you do?”

“Of course I do! I love everything you made for me!”

“You do?” his whole face light up

“Mmm….” She mutters taking the first bite of the dish and rolling her eyes at the taste. “So delicious….”

“I have more!” he almost jumps on the chair, super excited like a little kid.

“Ok. Enough, Jason.”

“Why? What? What did I do?”

“We need to talk.”

“Talk?” he says this word as if someone punch him in the face. “Can I hug you first?”

She smiles at him. Oh, she knows what this is about. He just gave himself away.

“Come here….” She moves towards the couch, patting the spot next to her. “Come on Jason, don’t just stand there looking at me like I’ve grown a third eye. You wanted to cuddle, didn’t you?”

“Yes…..” she rushes to her side, wrapping arms around her tightly. Too tight….

“Jace?”

“Yes?” he holds her like a giant, talking teddy bear

“You… um… you’re kind of crushing me…..”

“Oh, oh! Sorry…I’m sorry….” He loosen the grip almost completely, then holds her more again and then loses his composure completely.

“Jace….” She sighs “what is with you today? What’s with the insecurity and doubts?”

“What!? I’m not….insecure…..” he mutters looking down on the ground

“Look at me” she grabs his chin and make him look up into her eyes “talk to me. No bullshit Jace. Talk to me.”

“Maybe…. I am a bit insecure…..”

“Why?” he looks down again “Why, Jason? Come on, it’s me…talk to me.”

“I don’t want you to leave me……” he admits

“You what now?!” to say she’s dumfounded would be an understatement “Why on Earth did that come into your pretty head?”

“I’m……” he trails, but instead of finishing the sentence he captures her lips again, the kiss conveying all his neediness and desperation. And as if that wasn’t enough, both his hands circle around her waist pulling her closer to his chest.

“Jason Peter Todd…….” She tries to pull back, but he doesn’t let her, his lips not leaving her. She’s so soft, so warm, so perfect and he can’t let her go. Never. And if that requires kissing and holding her for eternity he’s more than happy to do that.  

“I love you so much, Y/N…..” he mumbles kissing her cheek, softly, It’s not easy for him to put that feeling into words, and he hopes it would be enough to make her stay ”Please don’t leave me…..”

“Ok, wait, hold back, rewind…” she pulls back again, this time successfully “Leave you? Have you been talking to dick again? Did he made you doubt yourself? I swear I’m gonna kill the Nightwing.”

“It wasn’t Grayson. I was just …. Thinking…..”

“Oh no, dammit. That never ends up good for you….” She laughs brushing hair out of his face. “come on, tell me what have you been thinking about?”

“nothing….”

“Jace…..”

“Why are you with me?”

“Why….. “ she sighs “Jason…. I love you… just because….You don’t just love someone for something. You don’t have to make me pancakes or clean the whole apartment or carry me around. It’s nice, really, but you don’t have to do this. I’m not gonna leave you…..”

“You’re not?” he looks at her with vulnerable eyes, almost begging her to say it again

“Do you see that look in my eyes?” she asks and he nods, a bit confused “Good.” She grabs his hand and put it on her chest “do you feel that? My heartbeat?”

“Yeah…. But….”

“It’s pure love Jason. I only have eyes for you. My heart beats only for you. Don’t ever doubt my love.”

“I’m sorry……”

“Don’t be sorry, baby…. There are so many people in this life, in Red Hood’s life that will try to use us against one another, turn us against one another, break us… you cannot doubt me, cause sure as hell I don’t doubt you. Ok?” she asks softly

“Ok….. Y/n? I love you too, can we stay like this some more? I just want to keep hugging you.”

“Are you less insecure now?”

“Might have to get some more of my medicine for that….” He smirks and falls onto his back dragging her with him, so she lays on top of him. He holds her tight, one hand on her back, the other caressing her hair and kissing the top of her head repeatedly “Yeah, I think it’s working. It definitely is working.”

[haveyouseenthisskeleton]

I don't know if this has been asked before but skeletons try a period cramp simulator what level do they bail out on/do they make it to the last level or do they push through the pain to prove a point?

Undertale Sans - At the first level, he falls on his knees, faceplants on the floor, and refuses to move for three hours. Sorry, that's the best he can do, he's just a little man.

Undertale Papyrus - He keeps going with his day, simply grimacing or jumping slightly from time to time. He goes to level 7 out of 10 then it becomes too much to move and he just decides to curl up on the floor and pretends like he isn't dying right now. He can't go further than this. He understands better what you feel like now, however!

Underswap Sans - He asks you if it's the best you can do at 10 out of 10. Because he's still fine! Ok, he's crying, and can't stand straight anymore and he swears his whole pelvis will dust if he tries to sit up, but he's not giving up! He's a strong boy! He can resist! (He's still glad when he learns you can't increase the difficulty more though).

Underswap Papyrus - He plays it cool like he doesn't feel anything. You can tell it's a lie though because he's turning paler and paler. At 5, he collapses and passes out to protect himself from the pain lol.

Underfell Sans - You think he's scared of your tiny device? Nothing scares him! He taunts you on the five first level, before suddenly shutting up. He still asks you to go further, but you can tell he's just doing it for his ego. He's struggling hard to not break down in tears right now. He won't give you the satisfaction. He just won't. He can't walk straight after for a good hour though.

Underfell Papyrus - "WELL IT'S NOT WORSE THAN THAT TIME I GOT STABBED TWENTY TIMES IN A ROW." He just shrugs. It's not that impressive you know. That's when Undyne punches him in the face and then casually asks if it's hurting now. What. She's helping.

Horrortale Sans - He whimpers pitifully as the pain increases, looking at you with kicked puppy eyes. He stops at 4, because he doesn't like it and it's stressing him out. Well, when I mean stop, I mean he rips off the whole thing from his pelvis, growls, and throws it by the window of course.

Horrortale Papyrus - Wow, he guesses he developed a crazy resistance to pain with his back problem because that's actually not that terrible, even at max. He just shrugs at you. Sure, it's not nice but that's tolerable. You feel sad he thinks max level is his average level of pain in bad days :( That's for sure not cool.

Swapfell Sans - He's still sipping his tea but you can see his hands are shaking a little. He still tries all he can to not show how much it is affecting him actually. Though even him reaches his limit at some point. At 8, the cup of tea literally flies in the air as he has to curl up to ease the pain. He still holds on to 10 though. He knows he can take it.

Swapfell Papyrus - At 3, he's begging to stop, then says that he's fine after all. At five, he's curling up and whimpering, still pressuring you to go more intense. At 6, he's on the floor, holding his stomach with his two arms and crying like a baby. You got him. Now every time Rus is being bad, you threaten him to tie him back to the period cramp simulator and he calms down immediately.

Fellswap Gold Sans - A raised non-existing eyebrow is all you will get as a reaction from him. And a small "ouch." at nine. Wine is not expressive, at all. He's not especially in pain either. He went through so much Underground that it's actually not that painful on his scale of pain. Maybe a 3/10, even at the max level.

Fellswap Gold Papyrus - He goes to five, collapses, and asks for a five hours cuddle session to recover from that horrible, horrible traumatism you forced him to suffer. You suspect he planned this since the very beginning of that experience as his whimpers started at level 1. But level 1 on your machine is broken so you know he's lying.

[swimmingismywholelife]

The Only Reason

Summary: Even though your relationship with Christian has been rocky, neither of you are willing to go down without a fight.

Warnings: 18+, arguments, panic attack, a lot of crying, angst but a fluffy (if you can call it that I guess) ending, SMUT, some dirty talk, soft dom!Chris, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it and make sure you're not allergic to your wrap!), fingering, oral (f receiving), creampie, the smut is sweet tbh

WC: 4.4K

A/N: It's my birthday but this is a present for all of you! Inspired by "The Only Reason" by 5 Seconds of Summer. My first attempt at smut which lowkey I wasn't supposed to add but it fit anyway. This is a step considering I'm openly horny on main now so you might see more in the future 👀. I literally changed it 1274045923845 times but I'm happy with the way it turned out so I hope you guys think it's good-

"Even though my dizzy head is numb

I swear my heart is never giving up.

You're the reason

The only reason."

~~~

The front door slammed shut, indicating Christian was finally home from training. You sighed, praying this would blow over quickly so you could enjoy your dinner.

The past few weeks had been incredibly frustrating for the both of you. Chelsea had been on a losing streak with hardly any goals and Christian hardly got any play time. He was in the middle of trying to negotiate some sort of deal with the club, either to transfer or give him more playing time. Although it wasn't the option he preferred, it was likely he'd be transferred somewhere else soon, and with that contract talks had to be opened. He loved Chelsea, but the club didn't seem to return that love to him. It heavily weighed on Christian's mind, slowly draining him of the love he had for the sport, sending him deeper into a depressive and angry spiral causing him lash out on everyone.

On top of that, your own stresses had started building up. Your workload had tripled due to you being short staffed. Every time you thought you were done with a project, a modification was added or a brand new one was added to your list of things to do. You were working overtime almost every single day and you were close to ripping your hair out.

Between your work and Christian's training, you'd hardly seen each other over the past few months. He'd been extra short with you recently, something that was pretty unusual for Christian. You were typically the one who struggled to keep your anger in check, but these days it seemed your boyfriend could give you a run for your money. Most days you spent sleeping away from each other as opposed to being cuddled in each others arms. During the very brief moments you did end up spending time together, more often than not it resulted in some kind of an argument.

You both agreed earlier that morning that you were in desperate need of some kind of date night to ease your minds and to spend time together. You decided that a simple dinner would be sufficient enough. It was something small, you wouldn't have to go anywhere, and it was always one of your favorite date ideas since you'd gotten together. You were excited to finally spend time with your boyfriend even if it wasn't anything fancy.

But you knew by the way Christian slammed the door that he thought otherwise. He angrily threw his training bag to the side, grumbling to himself.

"Chris, it doesn't do you any good to pace angrily around the house," you sighed. "At least come eat and try to take your mind off things."

It seemed you only made him angrier.

"God, what don't you get?!" he snapped back. "Fucking food isn't gonna help the situation. Our team is shit, this situation is shit, everything is shit!"

You stood up from your place at the table, upset with Christian for yelling at you when you just wanted to help.

"I understand you're frustrated with everything, but don't take it out on me!" you yelled back. "All I'm trying to do is help you. I'm not a fucking emotional punching bag for you to take your shit out on Christian!"

He slammed his hands on the table, the sound echoing throughout the entire house. It startled you. Christian wasn't one to express his anger through violence like this.

"Why do I even keep fucking trying with you?! All you do is nag and nag and nag! You keep 'trying to help' but you're not!" he screamed back. "All you do is get in my face of 'oh Christian do this,' 'oh Christian try and do that.' Get out of my face for once I'm fucking tired of it!"

You were stunned. Your heart with each word Christian spat out at you. You loved him, but you knew you didn't deserve what he'd been giving you for the past few months.

"Fine. I'll 'get out of your face,'" you said calmly.

"Actually you know what? I'll do it myself. Being in here suffocates me," he said venomously, grabbing his keys and storming out the house.

You moved into the bedroom the two of you shared. What once felt like home to you felt like a prison suffocating you the longer you stood in it. And you just fell to your knees and cried.

You couldn't pinpoint the exact moment where it all started going wrong. You and Christian weren't perfect of course, but you just worked. You understood each other like no one else. You'd experienced things together that you'd never had with other people. You hadn't grown up with Christian in the past, but that didn't matter. He was your present and was going to be your future.

But that was then. Somewhere along the way, things changed. Nowadays he barely made time for you. He was gone before you woke up and you were asleep before he came home. Date nights were nonexistent, special occasions stopped being special. You couldn't keep begging for his attention, wondering if this time would be enough to keep it.

You didn't want things to end. That was absolutely the last thing you wanted to do. You loved Christian with everything you had. But you were the only one trying and you both knew that. Somewhere Christian just fell out of love with you while you were desperately trying to grasp onto something. But it was no use. He was gone a long time ago.

Christian was in the middle of figuring out the trajectory of his career, unsure if he was to wait out his contract with Chelsea for the next season or leave for a club that truly appreciated him. And pretty soon, he would be flying back to the States for international break. The last thing you wanted to do was add onto the stress Christian was feeling.

But how long would you have to keep sacrificing your own happiness for the sake of his?

Christian didn't come home that night, nor the night after that, nor the night after that. Not that you really expected him to. He hadn't been home all that much anyway, and even while he was there physically, he wasn't there. So sleeping alone in your bed wasn't that much of a foreign feeling anymore anyway. And the longer he was away, the foggier your mind became. The answer was right there in front of you. This was Christian blatantly telling you how he felt about your relationship. Right?

It wasn't until about a week later that Christian had contacted you, letting you know he'd be coming back that night. You mentally prepared yourself for the worst.

The door opened, causing you to snap out of your thoughts. You could hear the clattering of the keys being placed on the table and footsteps heading up the stairs.

The lights flickered in your bedroom. Your eyes met his, startling him.

"Oh hey, I didn't realize you'd still be up," Christian said surprised, removing his jacket and placing it on a chair.

"We need to talk Christian," you said, trying to prevent your voice from wavering.

"We'll talk in the morning, Y/N. It's kind of late and I don't want another fight right now," he responded.

"I'm serious Christian," you answered, feeling your heart breaking already. "And I don't think this can wait until morning."

"Why do you keep using my full name?" Christian asked uncomfortably. "You only use it like this when something's really wrong."

You didn't answer. Instead you got up from your place on the bed and hugged his waist, completely breaking down. You felt like you couldn't breathe through all the tears and the pain you felt. Your body gave out as you fell to the ground, taking Christian with you.

For a second time that night, Christian was surprised. He immediately wrapped his arms around you, kissing your head.

"Hey, hey, baby what's wrong? What's going on?" he asked.

You couldn't get the words out. You only cried harder as he led you back to your bed. You took in this moment with him, not knowing if this was the last night you would sharing with him. You tried to memorize the scent of his favorite cologne, how perfectly you fit into his arms, the way his kisses felt. You wanted to remember how safe you felt with Christian and how your heart longed for him to come home to you.

"It's okay, baby, it's okay. I'm right here. I won't ever let anything hurt you," he said, trying to soothe you.

Little did he realize he was the reason you were hurting so much.

You held Christian close to you as the weight of your decision started to kick in. You wanted nothing more in this world than to be with Christian. He meant everything to you. You wanted it all with him. You wanted to marry him one day, carry his children, grow old together. You wanted to wear his last name to every game he played, to support him as he reached all his dreams. You could have nothing but Christian and you would be perfectly content.

Your mother had told you growing up that every scenario that came your way had three answers: yes, no, or wait. And you so desperately wanted to believe Christian was your sign that being patient was worth it. That waiting would be worth it. That one day it would bring you the happiness you craved and you deserved.

But how long were you supposed to wait? How long had you waited for him to fulfill his promises? How long had you been patient with him? How long had you stayed loyal every time he'd taken his anger out on you? How long had you been contemplating if you were worth saving? Was this just patience or were you holding onto something that you should've let go of a long time ago?

"I'm sorry for what I said earlier baby," he said, stroking your hair trying to soothe you. "I didn't mean it. I love you so much. I'm sorry. I'm so, so, so sorry."

You couldn't get words out. You needed just one last night to call yourself his before you could make your final decision.

"Just hold me please," you sobbed out, gripping his body as hard as you could.

"I'll do whatever you need baby. I'm right here. I'll always be right here."

Christian was scared. He didn't fully understand what was going on or why you were crying the way you were. But he knew something was off and something was wrong. So he just held you as you let out all the emotions you'd been feeling for weeks.

Christian knew it was more serious than he initially thought when you kept crying for over an hour. He didn't realize how absent he'd been from your life until then. How long had you been feeling such emotional turmoil? What else had he missed? Why were you crying this hard for so long?

Truthfully, he was afraid to find out. As shitty of a boyfriend he'd been over the past few weeks, Christian loved you with every fiber of his being. The last thing he wanted to do was lose you, the relationship you'd built up for years together.

But he knew the likelihood of a break up was probably looming in your mind. Was this it? Was this a sign that something was coming to an end? He didn't want to know. He knew you two needed to talk, especially after the way he walked out. But he was afraid of the outcome.

So he just held you close to him, praying this wouldn't be the last time he got to feel you like this. He took in your scent, trying to memorize the way you felt in his arms. He left kisses on your forehead, shoulders, and cheeks, wiping the tears away as he went.

You eventually calmed down, your grip on Christian never loosening.

"Christian I-" you gasped out.

"It's okay baby, take your time. You don't have to rush anything you don't want to," he whispered gently, kissing your forehead again.

"I'm sorry," you said quietly.

"Baby, you have nothing to be sorry about," he said. "If anything, I should be the one who's sorry. I've been such a horrible boyfriend. I shouldn't have said what I said, I shouldn't have done what I did."

"Christian…" you trailed.

"Shh, it's okay baby. It's okay. We don't have to talk about this right now. We can talk about this in the morning. Just let me hold you right now. Everything is going to be okay," he said softly.

"Chris I'm scared," you whispered.

His heart broke a little knowing you were scared of what morning would entail.

"I'm scared too baby. I'm so fucking scared," he admitted. "But we'll talk about this when it comes okay? Just be here with me now. Nothing else is going to hurt you tonight I promise."

The two of you were laying on your side facing each other. Your head was tucked into his chest, tears flowing every so often. Christian never once let go, not even when his arms started going numb. You were afraid to close your eyes, scared that Christian would be gone the moment you opened them.

Your body stopped shaking and you eventually stopped crying during the early morning hours. You were quiet. And if he didn't know you well, Christian would've believed you were asleep.

But he knew better. He knew that you couldn't sleep because neither could he. Just two souls barely hanging on by a thread not knowing how to fix it.

Did you want to fix things? Or were things so far gone there was nothing you could do anymore? Was this still worth it? Was a future still possible? Would love be enough to save this?

You were set on breaking up with him the night before. You were so sure that's what you wanted. But under the moonlight that peaked through your window, you didn't know what to do anymore. Your head was dizzy with thoughts and you couldn't think clearly anymore.

"Christian?" you called out quietly.

"Yeah?"

"What are we doing?"

His body tensed at the question. He was quiet at first, not wanting to say the wrong thing. He knew this was it. His answer would either make or break your relationship.

"I don't know baby," he answered honestly.

You nestled your head further into his chest.

"I don't want to keep doing this. Guessing if you still want us. You're either in or you're out Chris. I don't want to keep playing your games."

Christian had to stop himself from letting out a sob and took a deep breath. You didn't trust him or his words anymore. And realizing that absolutely broke his heart.

"Can you look at me Y/N?" he asked.

You hesitated for a moment before lifting your head. Christian cupped your cheek with his hand, gently rubbing his thumb back and forth. He rested his forehead on yours.

"You don't have to say anything okay? Just hear me out. I know I've been a shitty boyfriend. I know I haven't been there for you. I haven't treated you well. I've lashed out on you when you've done nothing but love and support me. Through all the shit the world's thrown at me this season, you've been everything I need and more. And I haven't appreciated that. And you deserve so much more than what I've been giving you."

Christian stopped for a moment, taking the opportunity to look at you. How could he have hurt you so bad? How could he let everything slip between his fingers?

"I'm sorry for everything I've put you through. I'm sorry that you've lost trust in my words. You always tell me that my words, my actions, and my intentions need to line up and they haven't been and I'm so sorry for that. I'm sorry I've broken so many promises. And most of all, I'm sorry that you're hurting and I'm the cause of it when I told you I'd never let anyone hurt you. I failed to see what was right in front of me and I've taken you for granted and I'm so sorry."

A tear fell from your eye, quickly caught by Christian's thumb.

"I don't deserve you. I really don't. You know that and I know that better than anyone."

He closed his eyes and pressed his forehead further into yours.

"But please don't give up on us. I know you can't trust my words right now, but I swear to you I'll spend the rest of my life making it up to you. I can't let you go. Not now and not ever. No more games. No more confusion. No more trying to guess where my head and where my heart stand with you. Right here, right now, forever and always I'm with you. My head is with you. My heart is with you. All of me is with you. And I promise I'll prove it every day for as long as I live. So please. Give me one last chance to be with you."

You didn't know what to say. You didn't know what you wanted anymore. How could you trust him? He was saying all the right words, but did he really mean it? Were they more empty words?

Yes, no, or wait. Just like your mother said. But you'd waited so long that it seemed almost futile. Had you been wasting your time? Or was this what you were meant to do?

And though your head was fighting with itself, dizzy and numb from the constant questions running around, you knew where your heart lied. So you did the only thing you felt could portray how you felt enough to give him and answer.

You lifted your chin and kissed him deeply, wrapping your arms around his neck. His grip on your cheek was firm, bringing you as close as you could physically get. The tears wouldn't stop flowing from either of your faces, but none of that mattered. What mattered was here and now.

Yes, no, or wait. And you finally got your answer.

He kissed you like you were the oxygen he needed to breathe. And truthfully, he needed you to breathe.

You pulled back ever so slightly, just enough for you to be able to talk.

"You get one chance at this Chris. Only one," you said breathlessly. "Don't waste it."

His lips were back on yours in response, his teeth tugging on your bottom lip. You let out a soft moan as he pushed you onto your back, settling himself in between your legs. He pulled back keeping his forehead to yours breathing heavily.

"I love you Y/N. I love you so much you don't even know," he said. "I won't waste it. Not ever again."

You grabbed his shirt and pulled him back to your lips, needing to feel him closer. Your hands traveled underneath his shirt, nails scratching his skin lightly as they roamed his chest.

Christian pulled back from you for a moment to rip his shirt off before attaching his lips back to yours, giving you more access to him. You couldn't keep your hands off each other, your legs wrapping around his hips to bring you even closer to him.

"Chris," you whispered. "I need-"

"I know baby," he answered. "I know. Let me take care of you."

You whimpered beneath him as his lips moved to your neck, leaving a trail of marks as he gave you sloppy but gentle kisses. He bit down on the spot just below your ear, causing you to let out a loud moan.

"Does that feel good baby?" he whispered into your ear, sending shivers down your spine that resonated throughout your whole body.

"God yes Chris it feels so good please," you begged beneath him.

His hands grabbed the bottom of your shirt, bringing it over your head and pressing his chest against yours as he kissed your lips gently.

"So fucking beautiful. And all mine," he said to himself.

His lips returned to your neck, this time the trail leading to your breasts. You gasped as you felt his tongue along your nipple, pressing yourself further into his mouth. You only squirmed more as he moved to your other side, your fingers tangled in his hair tugging lightly. He kissed down your torso until he reached the band of your shorts.

"May I?" he asked softly.

You nodded your head frantically.

"Words baby." His fingers hooked into them, toying with the fabric. "You know the drill. I can't give you what you want unless you tell me."

"Yes please," you whined, wiggling your hips in the hopes of getting the clothing off you faster.

"Please what Y/N?"

"Please take them off Chris please. I wanna feel you on my pussy please, please, please."

"Good girl."

He slowly slid your shorts down, taking a little too long for your liking. He kissed down your stomach, loving how you were falling apart beneath him.

His fingers rubbed over the dark spot of your underwear. You gasped, hands grabbing the sheets tightly. He moved his fingers almost in a trance watching as the patch grew darker and larger.

"You're so fucking wet baby. You like it when I touch you like this?" he chuckled.

"Yes I love feeling you play with my pussy!" you moaned, grinding your hips against his fingers.

Christian pulled your underwear to the side. You shivered in anticipation as you felt Christian's breath on your lips.

"Can I taste you?" he asked, running his fingers through your folds.

"God yes! Please let me feel your tongue," you begged, lacing your fingers through his hair to bring him closer.

"As you wish princess."

Your back arched the moment his tongue made contact with you. He licked from the bottom all the way to your clit, lightly sucking on it. You moaned tugging at his curls. The louder you moaned, the faster he went alternating between licking and sucking. Your thighs closed around his head as you pushed him closer to you.

You were so lost in the pleasure that you were surprised when Christian inserted two of his fingers into your folds. You moaned even louder at the intrusion.

"God Christian more please. Please I need more!"

You were begging, but you didn't even know what you were begging for. You just wanted him to keep going.

Christian was enjoying every second of this. He loved watching you fall apart beneath him.

"You need more baby? So greedy. My tongue sucking on your clit and my fingers deep inside your pussy. What else could you want?" he teased, picking up the speed as he fucked you with his fingers.

You couldn't form any proper sentences anymore. Incoherent noises left your mouth as your body started shaking uncontrollably, eyes rolling to the back of your head.

"Damn baby you're shaking. Are you close already? I've barely even done anything," he mused, inserting a third finger and fucking you even faster.

"God I'm so fucking close please let me cum! Please please please I need to cum please Christian please!" you all but screamed.

"Shh, it's okay. You can cum baby. Let it go for me," he said softly.

Your vision went blank as you came, your hands grasping at Christian's curls to anchor you to reality. Your legs shook violently as Christian continued coaxing your climax out of you, only slowing down as your body started spasming with overstimulation.

"Christian I need more," you whined, gasping for air.

"I know baby, I know. I'll take good care of you," he said. "I'm right here okay?"

Christian kissed your lips gently, making your heart flutter. He softly caressed your face admiring how you glowed under the moonlight. You melted under his gaze holding him close to you.

"You okay?" he asked.

You nodded, giving him the go ahead. He moved back just enough to remove his bottoms before taking his place between your legs again. He placed both of his hands gently on your cheeks, resting his forehead against yours. He looked deep into your eyes as his thrusted his hips into yours. You gasped into his mouth as he picked up the speed, grinding slow but deep.

"I love you Christian," you moaned breathlessly.

"I love you Y/N," he responded. "I love you so much. You're the best thing that's ever happened to me and I'm sorry I made you feel otherwise. And I'll spend the rest of my life proving my worth to you."

The room was quiet except for the skin slapping against each other and the soft gasps you let out. You grabbed Christian's neck, bringing him as close as you possibly could. You needed him in every sense of the word, wanting to feel every inch of his skin on yours. He was yours and you were his. Your bodies intertwined in the same way your souls had all those years ago and that was all you really needed.

"Chris I need-" you were cut off with a particularly deep thrust making you moan, tugging at the curls on the nape of Christian's neck.

"I'm close too baby. Cum with me. Become one with me Y/N."

You had one of the strongest orgasms you'd ever had in your life. Your chest pressed into his as his cum filled you up, clenching your pussy around him. You held each other tightly, afraid to lose one another as space came between you.

The both of you laid there for a moment, basking in the afterglow of being so intimate. You gasped into each others mouths as your heartrates began to slow down ever so slightly.

"God you're so beautiful. The most beautiful woman I've ever seen," Christian said in awe of you.

You flushed beneath him becoming shy.

"Babe you just came all over my dick. You really shouldn't be that shy," he said cheekily. You scoffed and hit his chest slightly.

"You're actually ridiculous," you said lovingly, pressing your lips to his for a quick kiss.

He pecked you once more before pulling out of you. He got up, grabbing a towel and gently cleaning your body. He left kisses as he went, worshipping your body. Once he was done, he laid on his back bringing your head onto his chest. He kissed the top of your head as you tucked yourself beneath his arm.

"Are we okay Christian?" you asked meekly.

"Yeah baby. We're okay. We're gonna be okay."

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Ruben Dias x Reader - City Girls Part 6/8

Yeah, it keeps getting worse and worse 🙃

Reader plays for the Man City girls academy. She struggles a bit but gets Ruben to mentor her. The the two don't hit off despite having many things in common. It all gets worse when Reader eventually catches feelings for Ruben.

Enjoy!

Living with Ruben was not like you imagined it to be. The guestroom where you stayed was practically a master bedroom. But having previously slept on a pull-out couch when sharing apartments with Ester, you were undoubtedly grateful. However, Ruben was never home. His match and training schedule was busier than yours. Sometimes days would pass where you were completely left alone in his apartment. Your heart sank once you realized that when Ruben wasn't at home or training he was probably spending time with his girlfriend. He did say that whatever the two of you had was a mistake. But there would be nights when Ruben would come home late from game, slip into your bed and wrap his arms around you until the two of you fell asleep in each other's arms.

Ruben also had rules for your stay. Rules that any girl who wasn't as desperate as you, might have seen as red flags. Most of the rules were understandable, like don't leave the apartment around the same time as he did, and don't post pictures of you in the apartment or anywhere near it. However, there was one rule you just couldn't wrap your head around and this rule involved the locked door down the hall from your bedroom. You had mistaken it for an additional bathroom, but when Ruben caught you yanking the doorhandle he got angry and snapped at you to never go near the door again. But like you said, you were desperate for a place to stay, ignoring the internal warnings. Not even your parents knew about what went down between you and Ester. They would never know. All you wanted to do was fulfill your dreams of playing football, staying with Ruben reassured that.

"Morning, beautiful. Did you sleep well?"

You woke up to the memories of last night. The smell of freshly baked bread brought you out of bed and into the kitchen. Ruben stood behind the counter, whisking something in a bowl. He was bare chested, wearing sweatpants only. Grey sweatpants, revealing more than was appropriate.

"Morning." You mumbled and climbed to sit on the stool next to the counter. To your suprise Ruben stopped what he was doing, leand forward and kissed you.

"You look grumpy, why?" He asked.

You shrugged. "Just tired, I guess."

Ruben kept you up all night. The two of you had done more than cuddle last night. You had sex, all of it initiated by Ruben who came into your room after another late return from an away game. The sex was good but it made you wonder how serious the relationship between Ruben and his girlfriend was. And who were you to Ruben, his mistress?

"Care for some breakfast? I got bread freash from the oven. I'm also making some protein pancakes."

"Sure Ruben, thanks."

The day after an away game was usually Ruben's day off. He had time to stay and make breakfast, serving you a plate of the tastiest pancakes you've ever had.

"They're amazing." You said, wiping your mouth with a napkin.

"Nice to see them bring back that smile I love on you." He stretched out to caress your cheek, wiping some crumbs off the corner of your mouth. "Mist a spot." He brought back his thumb from your face and into his mouth. Your heart flared watching him suck the tip off it, his brown eyes never leaving yours as he did.

You cleared your throat. "Ruben, about last night."

He smirked, the thought amusing to him.

"I thought you said..."

"I know what I said Y/N." He nodded. "It won't happen again. I was just happy about the win. It was an important game for the team."

You had watched it on TV. The win had granted Manchester City a slot into the round of sixteen teams fighting for the Champions League.

"I get that, but you told me that you have a girlfriend. Sleeping with me makes you a cheater Ruben. "

He snorted. "I don't think so. Cheaters never win and I won last night, both on and off the pitch."

You were stunned for words. With time you had gotten to know Ruben a bit better and like anyone he had different sides to him, sides you weren't all too keen on exploring. You thought it might jeopardize your relationships if you questioned his ethics too much. Or worse, Ruben might stop helping you improve your football.

"Which time are you leaving for training?" He asked, changing the subject.

"Two, I'll be there all afternoon."

"Alright, I'll give you a ride."

"Really?"

You watched him get up and wipe his hands on a cloth.

"You're surprised?"

"Well, won't someone see us?"

He smiled. "My car windows are tinted, Y/N. Besides, I'll be dropping you off a block away from the Ethiad."

Your heart sank. "Oh, of course."

Training went well that afternoon. Perhaps too well. You had feard facing Ester again  after her lame threats to tell on you and Ruben to the club. However, Ruben insisted that you shouldn't worry about her, and you hadn't. But the fact that Ester completely alienated you during trainings, caused you slight paranoia.

"Listen up!" Coach said, gathering the players as he blew his whistle. "I have a few call ups for the first team's game this weekend, so listen carefully. Fowler..."

"Yes!" A girl hissed.

Coach continued reading from his list "James..."

"Yes!" Another girl cheered.

"....Dawson, Espinosa, Philips, Adilović..." It must be a friendly, you thought. The majority of girls were getting called up. "...Richards and Hofman."

The majority of girls, except for you.

"But coach?" You protested. The session was over. You trailed after your him as he walked off the pitch.

"I'm sorry Y/N, but my hands are tied." He said.

What exactly was that suppose to mean?

"But coach I'm not sick anymore." You thought back to your little spew fest during a forgettable training session with the first team. "It was one time. I'm better now, I swear."

Coach seized to walk, turning to you. He looked conflicted. "Look. I'm very sorry Y/N, but like I said, my hands are tied. Perhaps the first team didn't find you performance that impressing this month?"

He left you with those words.

Impossible, you thought. You played excellent this month. You even managed to gain a few pounds with the diet Ruben put you on. You were strong enough to pass any defender, let alone the defenders in the first team. It was all impossible.

"Can you believe it, they picked Ester but not me." You told Ruben about your day. You were a bit suprised to still find him at the apartment. After all, it was his day off. Was his girlfriend sick or something?

"I wouldn't dwell too much about that Y/N. Like you said, it's probably just a friendly game against another Super League team."

"Yes, but I could use the experience." You sighed, plotting down beside Ruben on the coach. His arms stretched across your shoulders, railing you in. "You'll get it in time." He said, kissing the top of your head. "Just be patient."

It was nice, being held by him. The TV was showing a documentary about rhinoceros' and you easily got swept away by it, resting comfortably against Ruben's chest. However, a thought came to mind as your eyes darted around his apartment. "Ruben, I was just wondering," You said, voice a little hesitant. "Why aren't there any personal items in your apartment. No photos, no nothing?" It was strange really.

Ruben's expression changed, his eyes darting around the room as if he was searching for something. "Oh, that," he said, his voice evasive. "I just like to keep things simple. I don't really have any family or friends to speak of."

Oh."

You felt a wave of unease wash over you. Something about Ruben's answer didn't sit right. "What do you mean you don't have any family or friends?" You pressed on, because you had met one of them and his name was Bernardo. You raised your head from his chest, meeting Ruben's eyes, and for a moment, You saw something in them that made your heart race. It was a look of pure terror, as if he was trapped in a nightmare and couldn't escape.

"I, uh, I just don't like to talk about it," he stammered, his eyes darting away. "Can we just forget about it and enjoy this movie or whatever. Why are you asking me so many questions anyway?"

A chill ran down her spine. You had never seen Ruben like this before, and you didn't like it one bit. But you also didn't want to push him too hard, so you nodded and went back to watching the documentary with him, ending the night this way.

[ssa-montgomery]

Daryl Dixon Smutty Alphabet

A/N: I've seen a few of these floating around and I thought I'd do one based on the version of Daryl I tend to write in my fics! This is just my take on the character and the things I think he would be into and I guess a little bit of an insight into what you can expect to see in my fics! Please come talk to me if you want to discuss some of these headcanons more I love talking about Daryl! (If I mention anything here that you would like to see in a future fic feel free to shoot me an ask!)

Aftercare (what they're like after sex): Daryl is definitely huge on aftercare. In the early days, he's maybe more reserved, still unsure about that level of intimacy or physical touch even after sex but he grows to crave the reassurance the aftercare brings even more than you. He loves to hold you in his arms and cuddle you, making sure that you really are real and not going anyway and he'll whisper the sweetest things in your ear to soothe you. After particularly taxing sessions he'll even take a shower with you or carry you to bed. He also loves when you play with his hair afterwards.

Body part (their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner's): Daryl definitely struggles with his body image and at times struggles to understand what you see in him but you help him grow to love his body more. If he had to pick a favourite body part of his he'd probably say his hands because of how good he's able to make you feel with them and how much he loves it when you absentmindedly play with his hands. He also likes his arms, he loves being able to make you feel safe when he holds you in them and how much it riles you up when you see the muscles there.

When it comes to his favourite body part of yours it's hard for him to pick just one. He loves every inch of you but I'm a firm believer that Daryl Dixon is also a thigh man. He loves running his hands up and down your thighs and the way they feel wrapped around his head. He also loves your eyes. He's not always big on eye contact and sometimes he feels nervous from how much love he sees expressed in your eyes but he could get lost in them for hours.

Cum (anything to do with cum basically): Daryl definitely has a breeding kink so he's happy to cum inside you every damn time. He loves to make a mess of you too, the visual of you covered in his cum definitely turns him on like crazy. When you go down on him he loves it when you swallow it but sometimes he will pull you off him just to cum on your face. He'll always help you clean up afterwards of course.

Dirty Secret (pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs): Daryl's not exactly a man of many words but when he does open up about his secrets and what he wants from you he's pretty blunt about it so I wouldn't say he has many dirty secrets that he hides from you. Before the two of you get together just how often he gets off to the thought of you is definitely a dirty secret of his.

Experience (how experienced are they? Do they know what they're doing?): Daryl's not massively experienced. Sure he's had a couple of hookups over the years mainly due to pressure from Merle and his friends but it's not a lot of experience with most of them being messy, drunk hookups. But that in no way means he doesn't know what he's doing. He's a fast learner and a trained hunter who's always relied on analysing every noise and movement so he quickly picks up on what you like the most and what you don't.

Favourite Position (this goes without saying): Daryl's position is probably just the basic missionary, he loves being able to see your face and every tiny reaction to everything he does. He loves being able to see and play with your breasts too. He's definitely a fan of cowgirl too when you want to take over a bit more and he loves holding your thighs or waist while you ride him. When he needs things rougher or needs a release for his anger he'll sometimes favour doggy style more where he can grab your hair easier or push you against the mattress.

Goofy (are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous etc.): Daryl in every aspect of his life is definitely more serious but he has his humorous moments in the bedroom. His sarcastic comments tend to catch you more off guard and he takes pride in being able to make you laugh too while he makes you feel good.

Hair (how well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes etc.): Part of what attracts you to Daryl is his shaggy and rugged appearance so you sort of know what you're getting yourself into with how well groomed he is. It's definitely not wildly out of control, he'll shave and keep himself trimmed when he can but when you're outside of the main settlements like Alexandria or Hilltop it's certainly not a priority for him. He would never expect you to be shaved for him either, it's the apocalypse after all and you both have bigger issues to deal with.

Intimacy (how are they during the moment, romantic aspect...): It surprised you at first just how intimate Daryl can be. When you have the time and are more settled in a community he'll take the time to set the mood and might even scavenge a few candles for lighting because he wants to treat you right. He loves to call you romantic cute nicknames too. How he is during the moment definitely varies on the timing, the mood you're both in and if you're exploring your kinks but he'll always put you first.

Jack off (masturbation headcanon): For a long time sexual frustration was one of the last things on Daryl's mind while he fought for survival but once he meets you that definitely changes. He wouldn't jerk off more than the average person but for someone who's out of practice, it definitely feels like a lot to him, especially with how frustrated he gets every time he's around you. He just can't help himself when he sees you in the cute little outfits you pick up in Alexandria and it drives him crazy.

Kink (one or more of their kinks): Daryl definitely has a list of kinks. As already mentioned he has a breeding kink, a possessive and sort of ownership kink, - he's not against marking you up for everyone to see to make it very clear who you belong to - a domination kink for sure, both praise and degradation kinks, public sex kink, choking, edging, spanking, daddy kink really I could keep going with these.

Location (favourite places to do the do): At the end of the world where you never know where you'll be sleeping next you can't really be picky when it comes to location. Of course, Daryl would prefer the safety of a house a bed (or shower, or couch or kitchen table or- you get the point) but you make do with whatever you have. Daryl has always loved nature and being out in the woods so he's definitely not against some outdoor sex too.

Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going): Is saying you too much of a general answer? Because he is willing to admit that the simplest things you do turn him on. The way you bat your lashes at him when you want something or even just the way you lean forward to grab something, giving him the perfect view of the curve of your ass. He loves seeing you in sexy outfits and if he can see the way the material clings to your curves or the sight of your cleavage? He's done for.

No (something they wouldn't do, turn-offs): Daryl's all for rough sex, degradation and dirty talk, even impact play or bondage but he'd never do anything that would genuinely leave you hurt or upset. Everything he does has your best interests at your heart and if he in any way thought you were sub-dropping or becoming genuinely upset he would drop everything immediately. He'd never leave you without the proper aftercare or reassurance that you were alright.

Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.): This man eats pussy like a starved animal whose life goddamn depends on it. He puts everything he has into it and you can guarantee you are coming at least twice most times. He is so damn skilled and he puts his tongue to good use. He will get just as much pleasure as you out of it too. While he's going down on you he will rut his hips against the bed if he's lying down and you've even caught him touching himself during it too. He has absolutely come untouched while eating you out before.

He of course loves receiving too even if his preference is to give. He loves the sight of you on your knees for him while you take everything you can. He'll brush your hair out of your face and make you meet his eyes so he can watch the tears prick up in your eyes. Even if he won't admit it he absolutely gets off on the sound of you gagging on him when you take him further than you can handle.

Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.): It's hard to say that Daryl is just one, and he can tend to be a mix of both. If he's really missed you and the two of you know you have plenty of time he'll take it slow and gentle with you but other times even if he takes it slowly he'll go rough, slow deep thrusting that snap against your hips. When he's more worked up he'll go fast. Sometimes so fast you can barely keep up with him or catch your breath with how quickly and roughly he's fucking you.

Quickie (their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.): If he can Daryl likes to take his time with you, work up and tease you rather than just a quick fuck but he is absolutely not against quickies. A lot of the time it's really the only option you have whether it's because of the risky location, the threat of being caught or the need to go out on the road again and he's never going to say no to the catch to have sex with you.

Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks etc.): Daryl won't take risks that will put you in real, direct danger but boy is he game to experiment with just about everything. He'll try pretty much anything once and he doesn't mind the risk of it not working out. Any new idea or kink you bring to him he will absolutely try with you. After all, he likes to act on his breeding kink which brings a whole new risk of its own.

Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?): Daryl's older than you but he certainly doesn't let that stop him in any way. Years on the road, constantly moving, running, hunting all of it has kept his stamina high and he can go for as long as he needs to make sure you get everything you need first. He'll definitely go for a couple of rounds, making you orgasm multiple times in one night. Even if the last three rounds are just him eating you out.

Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?): Toys aren't exactly common in the apocalypse but the two of you have definitely owned a few. Daryl's not against using them in the bedroom at all and knows they help make you feel good which is always his priority. He has a few toys like ropes or blindfolds that he'll use on you but he also has a vibrator and a dildo or two. He even picks out a dildo that matches his size for you when he's away. He doesn't use toys on himself and they're entirely his thing but he's not against the feeling of the vibrator on his cock when he uses it on you while he fucks you.

Unfair (how much they like to tease): Daryl is all about giving you all the pleasure in the world but boy do you have to work for it sometimes. Especially if you've been a brat or have been teasing him first. He'll hold you down or tie you up and won't so much as touch you until you're in tears begging him for it. He loves working you up and teasing you until you can't take it anymore. Of course, sometimes all it takes is a simple please from you and he'll cave and give you everything you want.

Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.): In day-to-day life, Daryl's notoriously not the biggest talker but that definitely changes in the bedroom. He'll give you all the dirty talk but he's not overly loud, most of the time choosing to lean right against your ear while he whispers or uses that low gravelly voice you love. When it comes to the sounds he makes he can definitely be more animalistic. He'll grunt, groan and downright growl into your ear while he fucks you. When he truly starts to lose control of himself he'll start to moan more and occasionally when you're making him feel really good you might even hear the occasional whimper.

Wild card (a random headcanon for the character): Daryl absolutely has a submissive side that he rarely lets out. It's not so much a secret but it takes a lot for him to open up and show that side of himself to someone after all the pain he's been through so it's only on rare occasions that he'll fall to your feet and practically beg you to take care of him. He loves being called your good boy and the praise and comfort you bring to him while he can turn that protector side of his brain off for a while.

X-ray (let's see what's going on under those clothes): Daryl is incredibly well-built and muscular, mainly in his chest and arms but also in his legs, I mean with the amount of walking the groups done to find safety how could he not? He has a few tattoos scattered across his body that you love and of course more than his fair share of scars. As for what you all really want to know with this one, he's definitely big. About 7 - 8 inches and it's thick, stretching you out perfectly.

Yearning (how high is their sex drive?): Daryl's good at controlling his urges but he does have a high sex drive. Before he met you it was basically nonexistent anymore but you changed that in him. While he can sometimes repress the feeling when he needs it but the timing is wrong he can never deny you when you need it and he is always ready to go.

Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards): Trying to get Daryl to sleep in any situation is admittedly a nightmare, he's learned to run off basically no sleep and he rarely lets himself get a good night's rest. He'll always make sure you're asleep first and everything is safe before he even thinks about drifting off himself.

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[urfavoritedcwhore]

the russian boy//part nine

warnings: swearing, mentions of drug use

not proof read

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disclaimer: drugs aren't cool, don't do them. rehab isn't fun. blah blah blah

-the author, a former addict

part nine: the errands

i sit up, close my laptop, and give boris a small smile. "is your dad home?", i ask remembering that his dad was supposed to home today. "yea, he leave again tomorrow. i tell him i went to potters house.", he tells me trying to scoot himself under the blankets. i watch him as he struggles with the tucked in sheets and laugh, "oh so i guess you're sleeping here tonight?", you say as he finally gets the blankets free and crawls under them. "you don't want me to?", he asks with a smile, already knowing my answer. "yes sure i want you to.", i say rolling my eyes dramatically and laughing. i lift the blanket up and place myself under it. he extends his arm above my head and pats his chest. "what?", i ask him confused. "lay here.", he says like its obvious what im supposed to do. i look at him for a moment then chuckle, "no.", i say making my face serious. this takes him aback, "why not?", he asks with confusion on his face. "because it's awkward and we're not gonna act like a full on couple till we decide that's what we want.", i explain to him. "till you decide what you want, i already know what i want.", he corrects me. "fine till i decide what i want.", i say back to him moving my hair out of my face. for the record, i know what i want. i know i want to date him. i know i want him to be the perfect boy for me, but i don't know him well enough to be positively sure he is the perfect boy. i mean seriously, i truly like him, but i feel like ive only meet the surface of him. i want to know more about him, i want to understand him completely before i make the commitment of a relationship. what we have right now is perfect in my opinion. hanging out a lot and minor physical affection that consists of small peaks on his cheeks or his lips. now believe me, and im gonna say this with my whole chest, i would love nothing more then for this boy to take me to pound town. not just yet though. i like him too much to let him be a situationship. i want us to be real, and the only way to do that is by putting time into us. and by the way, yes i understand that I've kissed him, but voluntarily cuddling with him feels way more intimate. "we did this last night, no?", he says remembering the way we woke up together this morning i assume. he continues, "was not awkward last night, does not have to be awkward now. it can be like.....friendly cuddles,eh? me and potter do all the time.", he says trying to convince me, still patting his chest. i think about his words and come up with a compromise, "how about this, when i fall asleep tonight you can move me onto you like you did last night. that way it won't be awkward for me cause i'll be asleep, and you'll still get to wake up cuddling me.", i say meeting him halfway. he smiles, "well now i definitely won't fall asleep before you.", he says. he drops his arm around my shoulder, "i have long arms,nowhere else to put them!", he says holding his free hand up defensively when he sees the look on my face. i laugh, "i'll let it slide this time.", i say turning away from him and turning off my lamp. i drop to my side and lay facing my bedside table, and feel his body drop flat as well. his arm is still around my shoulder, now trapped underneath my body. i feel the bed shift and turn my head to see he's now laying the same direction as me. i turn back around and let my eyes fall shut. before i can drift off to sleep he whispers, "new girl?". "mm", i say back not fully awake but also not asleep, somewhere in the limbo between them. "i take you on...errands with me tomorrow, yes?", he asks me. "mhm yea sure boris.", i say sleepy. he scooches closer to me, holding me in a spooning possession. i debate scooting away, but decide he's too warm and i'm too sleepy to move. "will be fun i promise.", i hear him say as i drift off to sleep.

i wake up with my face buried in boris shoulder, our body's facing eachother, and my legs wrapped around his hips like i'm a spider monkey. i stay in my possession cursing asleep lucy for putting me in this situation. i try to think of a way to free myself without waking him. i carefully unwrap legs from his body, and lift my arms that are draped across his neck. i slide out of bed carefully and grab my phone. it's 10:30am? i'm suprised mom didn't come upstairs to say goodbye when she left for work this morning, but then again i'm fucking glad she didn't. i make my way to the bathroom connected to my room and just as i walk in my phone falls out of my hand and hits the tile floor. "fuck", i whisper to myself, clenching my teeth and turning around expecting to see boris wide awake. i turn my head and see him laying in the same position he was when i got up, with his mouth open and his eyes closed. huh. i guess boris is a heavy sleeper. noted. i turn back around and close the bathroom door behind me. i'm desperate for a shower. i turn the shower knob up, and take off my clothes, leaving them in a empty box that i unpacked my towels from a few days ago, as a makeshift laundry basket. i step into the shower letting out a long sigh as the warm water hits my face. i take out my body scrub and lather myself down, scrubbing until i feel clean. i wet my hair and massage my shampoo into it almost moaning at how nice it feels to wash all the day old chlorine from the pool out of it. i rinse the suds out of my hair and step out, turning the shower off. i grab two towels from the bathroom closet and dry off my body before wrapping one towel around my body, and one around my hair. i walk over to my sink wiping away the condensation from my mirror and grabbing my toothbrush brush. i brush my teeth as i hum "i feel pretty", that song always gets stuck inside of my head after i watch wss. i place down my tooth brush and open my bathroom door to see boris sitting on the edge of my bed, putting on his Tshirt that he must have slung off at some point last night. i toss my phone onto the bed, "how'd ya sleep?", i ask looking around through my boxes for clean clothes to put on. "like a fucking king new girl. i don't even have to put you on me last night, you turn around and cling to me.", he says standing up and sitting right back down after grabbing his shoes from the floor. "i can't control what i do in my sleep.",. i say with a smile and a shrug as i pull out a pair of shorts and a tank top from a box. "turn around.", i tell him, to which he obeys immediately and faces the wall on far side of my bed. i check to make sure he can't see me and grab a pair of pink sparkly underwear from the box. (listen i just moved here, i don't know where all my thongs are so i'll have to settle for my pink granny panties.). i drop my towel and put on my underwear, shorts, and tank top. "alright you can look now.", i say as i take the towel off of my hair. he nods at my outfit with a smile, "let me go home and brush my teeth, then i'll be ready.", he tells me standing up. "ready for what?", i ask him as he walks my bedroom door. i stop him before i can get my answer, "nuhuh, you come in through the window, you leave through the window. thems the rules kid.", i say blocking him from the door with a smile and pointing to the window. he puts on a crooked smile, "fine fine.", he says turning around and walking to the window. "you just want me to leave like tony leaves", he says as he gets to the window. this boy is going to be making west side story references for as long as he may live, mark my words. i smile at him and shrug my shoulders. "we run errands today new girl, you promise you come with last night.", he says climbing out my window. before i can say anything else he's halfway down the latter and humming "maria", (not very on key if i might add). i shut my window and flop on my bed vaguely remembering the promise of running errands with him. i sit on my phone and scroll through twitter for a long moment before a text pops up on my phone.

boris

in the car. come down when ready.

i slide on my crocs, grab my cart, and head downstairs. i go to the kitchen and leave a note for mom, in case she comes home while im gone (just in case one of our phones are dead and she can't reach me).

going out with my friend for awhile.

see you soon. xoxo

-lucy

i stick the note to the fridge and walk outside. i walk up to boris's car, he gets out to allow me to crawl to the passenger seat. i pick up the pack of cigarettes on the dash and pluck one out, placing it between my lips and lighting it with the lighter in the cup holder. boris gets back in the car holds out his fingers for the cigarette. instead of handing it to him, i place it in between his lips and hold it there for him to drag as he backs out of his driveway. after he takes a few drags of the cigarette, exhaling each puff through his nose, i bring it back to my lips a do the same. "are we not picking up theo?", i ask him as he drives towards the entrance of our neighborhood. "no, he say he wants to keep sleeping and will see us tonight.", he tells me, focusing on the road. "what kind of errands are we running?", i wonder out loud, which draws a small laugh from his lips. "look in here.", he says opening the center console of his car. i turn my head and peak in it to see his small baggie of weed, and about three small bags consisting of white powder. my face glows in excitement and suprise, "is this what i think it is my dear friend?", i say picking up on of the small bags and grinning a grin too big for my face. he looks over at me and smirks, "new girl, don't tell me you do coke.", he says with a hint of disbelief and suspicion in his voice. "i don't "do coke" per say, but when offered it i may partake now and then.", i admit truthfully, which he chuckles at. "you keep surprising me. doesn't let shoes touch her bed sheets, but lets drugs touch her nose. you have interesting brain new girl.", he says as i place the bag back in the console and shut it. let's get a few things straight. i am not a coke addict. i am not a drug addict. when you grow up in new orleans you are legitimately surrounded partying people. when i was back home and would go to parties i would definitely do a bump or two, but do i need it everyday? no. is it something i do by myself? no. is it fun to do to help me let loose and not think about my incredibly shitty life? yes, yes it is. judge me if you want, i certainly judge myself for it but hey, you never know what'd you do in someone else's shoes. "i'm assuming we're dropping those off to people?", i say to him as he drives down a road i've never been on before. "i promised the people who buy from me that i give it to them today, so yes. is ok?", he asks turning to meet my eyes as we stop at a red light. "fine with me.", i say meeting his gaze. the light turns green and he gives me a quick smile before turning back to look at the road. "is supposed to be a party tonight at some private school boys house, i think that's why everyone wants me to bring them their cut today, all the rich kids that go to the private school do the coke.", he says nonchalantly as we make a left turn into a fancy looking neighborhood. my ears perk at this, "a party?", i ask turning to him with an excited smile while i flick my cigarette out of the window . he keeps his eyes on the road and we come to a stop at an empty playground in the neighborhood. well almost empty. "one second Piękny.", he says rolling down his window and giving a two fingered wave to a short muscular boy who's sitting on a bench in the playground.

i have no idea what he just called me but i really don't care right now, im too interested in his sudden change of demeanor as the boy walks up to the car. his face is serious, like the first day i met him, and he doesn't take his eyes off the boy as he approaches us. boris opens the console and grabs one of the bags, feeling the weight in his hand, without looking away from the boy. the boy finally gets to the car and says hello to boris as he smiles a toothy grin. boris nods at him silently and shifts his eyes from the boys eyes to the wad of cash in his right hand. the boys grin turns into more of a closed mouth half smile as he hands boris the money. boris counts it quickly and silently then proceeds to give the boy an approving nod handing him the bag. the boy mutters a awkward thanks and turns around walking away. boris slides the money in his front pocket and rolls up the window. as he starts to drive he lets out a spew of laughter, which tells me it's appropriate for me to laugh now. "ha! did you see how scared i make him?", he asked turning to me in between laughs. "he was fucking shaking! poor dude!", i say laughing so hard my stomach aches. when our laughter dies down he responds to my question from before, "yes new girl, party.". "well can we go?", i ask him excitedly. "eh maybe. is sketchy. i hang around sometimes in case someone wants to buy, but i don't know if i want you there.", he says hesitantly. oh come on. this is not a good look for boris. if i wanna go i'll go i don't need him to tell me that he "doesn't know" if he wants me there. "well if you don't go with me i'll find out where it is and go alone.", i say back quickly. he rolls his eyes as he blows past a stop sign, "fine, we can go. if it start to get...what's the word?", he brings his finger to the side of his head drawing imaginary circles, "crazy?", i say assuming that's the word he's looking for. "ah yes, if it starts to get the crazy we will leave. girls can get hurt at those parties, has happened before.", he tells me with a sigh. "deal", i say happily. i can handle myself if things get "crazy". i'm sure i've been to far more out of control parties then the one we're going to tonight, but my agreement seems to make him happy so i leave it at that. we make a few more stops that were almost exactly like our first stop; we pull up to some rich neighborhood, a kid comes up to boris's car, boris stares them down, counts the money they give him, hands them their bag without a word, and we die laughing as we drive off. after we drop off all four bags we start driving home. "here.", boris says picking up his phone from his lap, "get theo's number from my phone, put in yours, and tell him we're going a saint john's party tonight.". "saint johns?", i ask taking his phone from his hand. "the name of the private school.", he tells me. i think i remember seeing the saint johns school on the way into town. it was small, but looked pretty fancy. i turn on his phone and try to get in but it has a password. smart man, he knows better than anyone to put a lock on his phone considering he broke into mine to sneak his number in their and get my number. "passcode?", i ask him looking up at him. "i think is 1221325, try that.", his brows furrow as he try's to remember the numbers. i laugh, "how do you not know your passcode for certain?", i ask pushing the numbers into the lock screen. "i just change, still trying to memorize.", he tells me as the phone unlocks. i scroll through his small list of contacts in which mine is called, "new girl", very flattering contact name. i find theo after clicking on one that's called, "potter🪄", and add the number into my phone, making him a contact and sending him a short text.

t͟h͟e͟o͟

hey, it's lucy, boris gave

me your number and

told me to tell you that

we’re going to a “saint

john’s” party tonight.

i put boris's phone in his lap and shut off mine. we pull into our neighborhood and take the five minute trip down the street to get to our houses. i pick up my phone and see the nonification of theo's text.

theo

FUCK YEAH! hey ask boris if he can

bring me molly. tell him i say pretty pleaseeee,

he's not answering his phone rn.

i look back up from my phone and at him. are there any drugs he does sell? "theo wants you to bring him molly when we go to the party tonight.", i tell him with a knowing smile. "maybe. he only likes to do it when someone else does it with him and if i go with you tonight then i won't be getting high.", he explains to me. "i'll do it with theo.", i say nonchalantly. he looks over to me and laughs, "ha! you want to do molly?", he asks with his eyebrows raised. "what's so funny about that? i can handle it.", i say back to him slightly defensive. "have you ever done before?", he asks me. i debate on whether to be honest or lie but decide im gonna tell him the truth so i dont have to pretend to know what it feels like. "well, no. but there's a first time for everything.", i say to him confidently. he looks at me with a smirk, "how about this, we go to the party and afterwards if you still want to try, me, you, and potter will all take together, yes?", he asks me. "i don't want you to do while you're there. it would be scary with so many people. plus i want to get fucked too tonight and if you're getting fucked at the party that means i can't.", he tells me. honestly im shocked. i imagined he would say no all together. doing it after the party with just him and theo does sound more fun than just doing it with theo while im in a crowd of people i don't know. "sounds good to me.", i tell him with a smile. i give him a very quick thank you kiss and watch him give me a toothy grin after. he opens the car door and steps out, which allows me to crawl across from the passenger side and get out as well. "thanks for taking me on your little errand run, but im gonna go inside and eat before i start getting ready for the party.", i tell him as we stand outside of his car. "you go do that new girl, answer phone when i text!", he tells me as i walk away to my house. "i will!", i call back as i open my front door and walk inside. tonight is gonna be so fucking fun.

end of part nine, i’ll probably have part ten published by tmrw:)

[afterhourswjay]

Heeeey bestie...Guess who's struggling with crippling anxiety 💅💅

I was barely even able to get out of bed to take my meds 🥲

Anyways, I want to ask for some crippling anxiety comfort for (I know this sounds stupid) but a partner being scared to get off the bed because of a monster or person being under it, and Aizawa, Pro Deku, Pro Katsuki, and Mic comforting the reader. Sorry if that's too many characters 😅

Uuuugggh! Bestie, same!! I suffer from pre-bedtime anxiety and it manifests in the weirdest ways sometimes.

Befriend your Monsters

the reader is struggling with their depression and anxiety, and its beginning to affect their sleep schedule. how does their partner help them with this?? note: im simplifying katsu's hero name to Dynamight as its ridiculously long lkdfsljf

characters: aizawa, hizashi, pro!izu, pro!kats warnings: slight angst, but mostly fluff, some swearing

Aizawa Shota || Eraserhead

when it first happens, he's certainly confused. what do you mean your scared of a monster under the bed? sure, one of the cats may be under there, but not a monster

he's not about to go probing you for answers. you do you boo

if you feel like letting him in on your nighttime anxieties, then he'll ask clarifying or slightly probing questions

just enough questions to be able to help you better

do you need a distraction until you reach sleepy town?

do you need snuggles and cuddles to help calm you down?

do you need to chat about your day to help get your mind off of what may be under the bed?

well, no matter what you may need, shota is more than willing to put aside his sleepiness to help you out

sometimes he'll even bring over a mug of hot chocolate or a glass of warm milk to help you relax ignore the milk one if your lactose intolerant slkdflsd

if you need a distraction, he'll help you snuggle up in your favorite jammies, and blanket. then he'll ask you about your day

Yamada Hizashi || Present Mic

this guy, this dude. he probably doesn't sleep much himself, always working on his lesson plans for the next class and drafting out what he'll say on his radio station

he'll invite you to join him if your having a particularly hard time with falling asleep

if he's doing some late-night broadcasts for his station, then he'll make sure that your comfortable. He'll set down a mic in front of you, and hand you some headphones if you want to join him

if not, then he'll make sure to give you as much attention as he can

he'll let you help him grade papers, or to come up with some lesson plans if you want to help him out

if you don't want a distraction, and instead want to talk about your anxiety, then he's all ears

if you don't have any coping mechanisms, then he's helping bounce ideas off of you to help come up with some for you

if you take some of his ideas to heart and start using them, then he's falling in love all over again

he's super happy to see that he was able to help you to any capacity

Midoriya Izuku || Deku

chances are, deku has already figured out something's keeping you up at night

he's already got a couple of journals dedicated to you, and a handful of pages are dedicated to brainstorming what the possible affliction is and ways to help with it

you two strive to be as communicative as possible, so it doesn't take you too long to let him know that you have anxiety surrounding sleep

he doesn't want to overwhelm you, but he does immediately jump to questioning you about it

do you prefer distractions, or should he focus on checking the room over? should he get you some warm milk/hot coco/tea and you two sit down and talk about stuff??

mans just wants you to be ok, and regardless of how long or rough his day is, you come first

if you simply want to shadow him through his nightly routine, thats fine with him too

just don't push him away. its not healthy to bottle things up and, while he understands the desire to 'protect' others from negative feelings, it only leads to making you feel worse

Bakugo Katsuki || Dynamight

he doesn't beat around the bush and, after the first month of you two living together, he questions you on why it seems like you haven't slept at all

he might get a bit more aggressive, and tell you to suck it up at first, you simply need to be firm with him. tell him how your anxieties aren't something that you can simply put aside

when he realizes just how much it affects you, and how much you have a hard time going to sleep, he jumps to trying to help you

i feel like he's likely to suggest ideas to physically tire yourself out, so your brain has no time to allow your anxieties to form

so, things like sparing, lifting weights, maybe even going on an evening jog/run every night

if those don't work, then perhaps the two of you could talk until you feel better or sleepy enough to... well, sleep

he'll ask you if you have coping mechanisms, and seems relieved when you tell him you have some

he'll ask what they are so that he can help you better

kats will even ask if theres times where you become nonverbal, and if there are, if you have ways of communicating when you do

if you don't, then he'll help you with that too

he just wants the best for you, even if he shows that weirdly sometimes

[taliskermortem]

okay on to episode 9

again under the cut so as not to bore you all

MINSEONG AND HYEONGJOON DATE:

the cuddling. its back. i’m still not over it.

minseong not impressed he’s been abandoned

oh my god. he made a list. i’m in love with him.

hyeongjoon’s driving terrifies me and minseong willingly got back in the car with him behind the wheel that’s some serious bravery

ah my hyeongjoon he’s so shy and awkward

why are they the only ones doing a proper activity

also they did not wear warm enough coats for this… oh never mind they did bring better coats thank god

why is hyeongjoon like this, he’s such a mess and its adorable… at least its an excuse to hold hands i guess

HOT PACKS AS A LANGUAGE OF LOVE I GUESS

(side not again… okay i never used to understand why so many koreans hate cucumber because where im from its really not that strong of a taste but that was before i had a korean cumcumber and now i undersand completely i don’t know whats wrong with them )

COUPLE RINGS I'M DEAD MINSEONG-AH WHY ARE YOU SO CUTE THEY’RE HIDEOUS

i’ve just ealised this is minseong’s first proper date bless him (no that one with junseong did not count that was just friends hanging out)

also how does hyeongjoon make those slits in his eyebrow disappear so thoroughly

ah communication. we love it.

they’re so cute together

JEONGWOOK AND HYEONGJIN DATE:

aah jeongwook i wish you weren’t so hung up on yoonghee

glad he’s enjoying himself though and he seems more relaxed with hyeongjin than i expected

oh my god imagine if hyeongjin didn’t like dogs this would have been a disaster

i too would focus on the dog and not the date can’t really blame you for that one

no no if he’s going to serenade i’m out of here i can’t deal with that i’m sorry even if you have the best voice in the world i cant hack it

WHY A CHRISTMAS SONG WHAT IS GOING ON GET ME OUT OF HERE

okay i’m sure he has a lovely voice but i think i died of embarrassment hyeongjin you truly are stronger man than me

okay it’s nice that jeongwook is opening up and showing more of himself but this is not really feeling like a date at all and if i were hyeongjin i would feel so incredible awkward right now

ah jeongwook don’t cry noooo this poor guy, he seems to really be struggling i hope he’s okay

THE EVENING:

not the dates coming home in order of how successful they were (from least to most in my personal opinion)

minseong following hyeongjoon to his room even though they’ve spent all day together already

JUNSEONG AND SEONGHO FIRST TO LEAVE LAST TO RETURN TAKE FROM THAT WHAT YOU WILL

yoonghee and junseong’s friendship is important to me okay

seonwoo literally could not answer a question directly even if his life depended on it

oh wow he’s really just going to sit there and stare at junseong and seongho in the kitchen what the hell dude

wow this isn’t awkward at all what are you trying to achieve here other than making everyone uncomfortable

let’s be honest the real final couple from this show is hyeongjoon and food

they talked for SEVEN HOURS HAHAHA I’M FINE (also still sitting together at the table it’s the little things okay)

AH I'M WEAK – hyeongjin wanting to talk to junseong and junseong taking seongho with him with that soft arm on his shoulders yes hi ive died had to rewind like five times to catch what they were saying because i was too distracted watching them… oh my god seongho’s ‘im going with you’ look im totally fine

GREY SPORTSWEAR FAMILY

seongho abandoning them to all the dishes he created just to hang out with junseong some more

okay im glad they had the same reaction as me to taking him to his house

THE HEAD ON THE LAP/SHIN SEONGHO PLEASE

“a very personal song” it was a christmas song bro

sensible seongho – go talk to jeongwook not them

poor jeongwook i feel like he’s been totally confused this whole day and to be honest i cant blame him there was a much simpler and susinct way for hyeongjin to get his point across without sounding kind of like an asshole and hurting people’s feelings

hyeongjin, my dude, stop. he get’s it, you misunderstood. let’s just let it rest and say you had a good time but you don’t have feelings

i understand hyeongjin not wanting there to be a misunderstanding but also jeongwook is right why he’s saying it like this is weird and hurtful

right i knew this conversation was going to go down the toilet but i didn’t think it would be this bad

unnecessary drama is all im saying

VOICEMAIL AND PHONE CALL TIME:

ha seonwoo no message from seongho or yoonghee this is what happens when you act the nice guy and have no follow through

seonwoo to seongho – awkward phone call and the first thing he brings up is seongho’s date with junseong this guy is a joke he literally said the other day they should just focus on each other not on junseong but he cannot let it go

two messages for junseong i’m living for this he deserves it

his face when he heard yoonghee that was priceless oh my god he’s so sweet and yeah i just love their friendship

love the silent pause before the second message like junseong and literally everyone else is holding their breath in anticipation

JUNSEONG-AH DID YOU WAIT LONG I'M SOBBING

also i’m pretty sure junseong has his eyes closed like he can’t quite believe it

AND THE PREVIEW:

look i don’t really want to talk about this i’ve been mad about it all day and will be for the next week

but also

from the voice mails we now know:

junseong – seongho

seongho – junseong

yoonghee – junseong

seonwoo – seongho

hyeongjin – seonwoo

minseong – hyeongjin

so the only one we don’t know is jeongwook, which means he definitely doesn’t have any messages and unless he sent a message to hyeongjoon (which is definitely possible) hyeongjoon also won’t have any messages

i kind of wish minseong had told hyeongjoon beforehand that he hadn’t sent him a message just so hyeongjoon isn’t expecting it and it’s not going to ruin his evening after the date they had

ugh it’s still such a mess i’m just going to try and forget about everything that isn’t junseong and seongho being soft

[jmrothwell]

WIP Wednesday

(Sort of. It's a scene from somewhere within the We Run Together universe. Somewhere in the void between they've met Julie and told her they're wolves. This particular scene would be the lead up to Julie inadvertently falling asleep on Bobby, and it turning into a massive cuddle pile)

No one is surprised when they get home to find Julie’s still there. She’s been hanging out at their place more and more over the past month. Which, honestly, was more than fine by all of them. 

As far as Luke’s concerned she could move in tomorrow, she’s part of the band after all. It didn’t make sense the offer hadn’t been extended already. Not with how quickly they’d all latched onto each other after they first met. 

But that was an ongoing debate among all of them with no clear end in sight. Besides, as often pointed out by Alex and Bobby, it didn’t make much sense to ask her to move in without first telling her about how they were all wolves. Probably should have told her before extending the band offer as well. Just two more topics often argued about when she wasn’t around, or just out of ear shot. 

So, yeah, finding her at their place was becoming more of a regular and comforting sight. Despite what the others may say, Luke knew they felt the same. 

It’s barely surprising to find her and Reggie still sitting around the small living room table with all their books and notes spread out between them. The two of them had started studying earlier that morning, ridiculously so for a Saturday.  Even if Reggie had assured that they’d be done in no time, just a quick refresher before exams next week. 

No, the surprising detail about returning home and instantly gets them all starting to worry is the worried scowl Reggie shoots their way the moment they step inside. His eyes dart between them and Julie who is curled over the table, quietly muttering to herself. Bobby and Willie’s nostrils flare as they too start to scowl in concern, closely followed by Alex, and Luke braces for whatever scent must be permeating the room.

“Have you guys taken any breaks or eaten?” Alex asks, voice laced with concern.

“Yes.” Julie irritatedly says, throwing a glare Alex’s way. Luke has to bite the inside of his lip to not react to the way Reggie is vehemently shaking his head behind her. Then just barely manages to elbow Bobby in the ribs before the growl building in his chest can get loud enough for her to hear. 

“Right.” Bobby says far too neutrally for the storm sure to be brewing under the surface. “I’m going to make everyone dinner.”

“It’s not even four yet.” Julie says and thankfully her focus has shifted back to the study materials in front of her so she misses the worrying glances they all exchange over her head. 

It shouldn’t be that much of a surprise Julie had told them she could tend to get a little too focused this time. Which Luke got, he really did, he could get like that too sometimes. So focused the rest of the world would fade away. 

Still doesn’t change how worrying her not eating is. 

“Light dinner then.” Bobby gruffly adds grabbing Willie and Alex by their biceps and dragging them to the kitchen to help most likely. Luke would offer but he’s been banned from the kitchen ever since his soy sauce and vanilla mix up.

Instead he settles on the far end of the couch and watches Julie’s frustration rise as she struggles to grasp concepts he knows she wouldn’t normally. Or at least he’s guessing she would normally be getting this based off of Reggie’s concern.

“This is light?” Julie asks, staring at the dinner Bobby’s served.

“Yeah.” They all instantly reply not really understanding her confusion.

“Right, I forgot you guys ate like hobbits.”

“What’s wrong with soup and sandwiches?” 

“Nothing,” Julie starts and before Luke has enough time to start to feel smug she quickly continues with. “But normally when people are referring to that it’s like a sandwich with maybe a mug or normal sized bowl of simple soup. Not this.”

She ends her statement gesturing to the several platters of various sandwiches, most of them leaning more towards what Luke’s Uncle would call Dagwood sandwiches. Layers of veggies, meat, cheese and bread all piled on top of each other. Plus every place setting has a decently sized bowl of what looks like tomato soup but smells vaguely like one of those weird squashes Willie’s always trying to get them to eat. 

It all also looks like Bobby decided to re-channel whatever frustration he was feeling into going way too overboard with garnishing. Something herbal–pesto Willie tells him later–has been drizzled over the top of all the bowls of soup along with decent dollops of sour cream. And one whole platter of sandwiches has been grilled with some sort of cheese sauce on top, some with an additional fried egg on top. Luke’s so impressed he almost entirely misses the additional large bowls of salad, fruit salad, and chips. Maybe Julie’s a little right. He doesn’t say as much, Bobby’d probably bite his head off. Especially when he and Reggie are trying to convince Julie to just let it slide, sit down, and eat something.

[raindancer2004]

The Other Swan

Word Count: 5,477. Demetri x OC Swan. Part Five. Warnings: Fluff.

Danni woke the next morning to find she was in Demetri’s arms and she was in no rush to move away from him. “Morning, did you sleep well?” He asked “Mmm” She hummed in response “You?” She smiled looking at him over her shoulder and he smiled back at her “I did” He replied, playing along. She nodded in response and snuggled back into him, enjoying the feeling of being in his arms. He tightened his grip slightly and kissed her hair. He vowed to himself to make sure that he holds her whilst she sleeps more often.

“What are you up to today Dem?” “Nothing this morning. Felix and I are training the lower guards this afternoon, and then I am on duty in the throne room this evening. I won’t be back till later tonight.” He replied “Ok. Can we spend the morning cuddling then?” She asked “Of course, although I will leave briefly to get you breakfast” He replied “Just be sure to hurry back.”

“Can I come to the training session with you?” Danni called from the bathroom “No. It’s too dangerous” Demetri called back “Please Dem. Don’t leave me on my own all day. I promise I won’t get in the way” “Danni that’s not what I’m worried about. I’m worried about you being in a room full of vampires. It’s my job to keep you safe” He placed a hand to her cheek “It’s not your job Dem, your job is being an Elite Volturi Guard and anyway I will be safe, I’ll be with you” She smiled at him then kissed his cheek. Demetri knew then he couldn’t say no to her “Ok, you can come with me, but you do exactly as I say. Understand?” “Yes. Thank you” She was excited and gave him a quick kiss. He wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her into him kissing her, a soft moan left Danni’s lips and she wrapped her arms around his neck. Demetri smiled against her lips and then deepened the kiss wrapping his other arm around her holding her to his chest.

Demetri took Danni’s hand in his as they made their way down to the training room. Santiago and Felix were already there with some of the lower guards. Demetri led Danni over to the benches on the right side of the room “Afternoon Santiago, Felix.” “Demetri” They both replied. “Good afternoon Danni, it’s nice to see you again” “Afternoon Josh” Danni replied walking over to the bench where Josh was sitting and taking a seat beside him “Danni stay beside Josh please” Demetri said smiling at her and Josh and she nodded in response.

Demetri made his way over to Felix “Let me guess Danni has come to watch the training session?” “Yes. Yes, she has” Demetri replied to Felix, who was smirking “Couldn’t say no to her huh?” Felix nudged his arm gently “Shut up” Demetri said getting into position at the front of the room.

“You staying to watch the training session?” Santiago asked “Yes I am. Demetri said I can watch as long as I do what he says” Santiago nodded and took a seat next to Danni “Don’t move from my side or Josh’s unless I say otherwise” He said and Danni nodded “Ok” Demetri smiled knowing she was safe with Santiago and Josh.

As the rest of the lower and transitory guards arrived they noticed the scent of a human, Danni more specifically, coming from inside the training room. “Listen up!” Demetri shouted getting the room’s attention “My mate Danni is here watching us today as she wanted to see a Vampire training session. If any of you even think of harming her, let alone attempt to, I’ll rip your heads off! Is that understood?” “Yes” “Yes sir” Came the replies from the room.

Danni watched as Demetri explained what he wanted the guards to do and then he and Felix gave a demonstration. “You two you’re up” Felix said as he pointed to two guards. Danni watched as they re-enacted the demonstration although at times they moved so quick Danni struggled to keep track of the ‘fight’. Demetri stood with his hands behind his back watching the guards “Not good enough! If you did that in a real fight you’d be dead! Again!” Demetri shouted when needed as the guards teamed up in pairs to ‘fight’.

“Training’s over. Pick up any limbs that need reattaching” Felix called out. The session had lasted a few hours and Danni was amazed at how many limbs got tore off and needed to be reattached. Demetri walked over to where Danni was on the bench “What did you think?” He asked “Wow! You were amazing. I couldn’t keep track of the some of the guards or the dismembered limbs but it was interesting to watch. Thank you for letting me sit in on the session” Danni stood up and moved so she was standing in front of him “Thank you cara, it’s years and years of combat training and experience in the field” Danni felt uneasy when she heard that he’d been in fights for real “Do-do you have to fight often when you’re away?” She asked worry evident in her eyes “Only when necessary and I am not usually alone in those situations. I usually have Felix and the twins with me and sometimes even the transitory guards. Ok?” Demetri responded pulling her into him, he felt her nod against his chest. He lifted her head so he was looking at her “I have to go to the throne room now with Felix and Santiago. So I will see you later tonight” He placed a quick kiss to her lips. “Josh, please see that Danni makes it back to our room safely” “Of course Demetri. Come on Danni, we’ll swing by the kitchen to grab you a snack or something” “See you later Demi” Danni said before placing a kiss to his cheek. “Can we say hi to Gianna on the way? I’d like to make plans to see her at dinner” She asked Josh as they left the training room “Of course we can” Josh replied.

“I like her Demi” Santiago said smiling and slapping Demetri on the back “It’s Demetri to you” He growled and Santiago and Felix chuckled, Santiago holding his hands up in mock surrender “I think she’s brave to sit in a room full of vampires” Felix said “Or is it a case of the little human has you wrapped her little finger?” He added and Demetri sighed “Both” All three vampires laughed at that “Come on or we’ll be late” Santiago said and with that they sped to the throne room.

Josh left Danni with Gianna at reception for the rest of the afternoon, Danni helping Gianna with her duties. “I’ll come back and get you once you two have had dinner” “Thank you Josh.”

Gianna and Danni were in the kitchen making pizzas “How about we take these to my room and we can talk?” Gianna asked “I’d like that” Danni replied.

Once they were in Gianna’s room, they took a seat on the sofa and ate dinner whilst talking. “How are you and Demetri after the other night? I heard about what happened” “We’re ok. We spoke about things, I cried and he apologised. We spent the day together yesterday; we went to the museum and Dem liked his gift. Then we had a lunch in a nice little bistro before going an art gallery and Dem bought me a print from there. We had dinner out too and looked around the street market before coming back to the castle. I haven’t seen or heard about Leon since he caused trouble” Danni replied “I’m glad you two sorted things out. Leon was dealt with by Felix and Alec” Gianna answered “Oh right” Danni said looking down “Don’t worry about it sweetie. He had to be punished for what he did and Aro left that punishment up to Demetri. Demetri made his decision and it was to protect you. Anyway, what did Demetri think of the other gifts?” Gianna asked “He asked about his other gifts when we got back to our room last night, so I showed him what I bought. He said he liked them and is looking forward to seeing me in them. I explained about me not having dated before, not having had sex before and that I hadn’t even been kissed before. He totally understood, even said he had no expectations from me and would never rush/push me into anything I wasn’t ready for. He then asked if he could kiss me, I said yes and it was amazing Gianna. I fell asleep in his arms and woke up in them too” Danni said smiling “Aww sweetie, I’m glad things are going well between you. Demetri is a nice guy, even if he is a vampire” Gianna replied “We also found your little gift” Danni said and Gianna giggled “You’re welcome” “Dem seemed to like them” Danni told her and felt her herself blush a little.

“Have you heard from your family since you’ve been here?” Gianna asked “No, nothing. Esme wrote a short letter when she sent me my laptop and a few things. I don’t want to think or talk about them though, sorry” Danni replied “No need to apologise, I was just curious. What are you up to tomorrow?” “I have no idea, why’s that?” Danni asked “I wondered if you wanted to spend the day with me on reception, if you’re free?” Gianna responded “I’d like that. As long as Dem has nothing planned for me, for us then I’d love to help you out” Danni answered her “Great.”

Josh knocked on the door “Hi Gianna, I came to see if Danni was ready to go back to her room?” “Yes, I am. Sorry I didn’t realise it was so late” Danni said “No need to apologise, it’s just I’m on duty overnight and wanted to ensure you got back to your room safely beforehand” Josh explained “I enjoyed tonight Gianna, hopefully I’ll see you tomorrow, goodnight” “Me too, see you tomorrow, goodnight Danni.”

Danni exited the bathroom after brushing her hair and teeth and made her way into the closet to get ready for bed. She startled slightly when she felt arms wrap around her from behind. “Sorry, didn’t mean to scare you cara” Demetri kissed the top of her head. “It’s ok, I just didn’t hear you come in” She turned in his arms and rested her head against his chest. “How was guard duty?” She asked “Uneventful. How was your evening with Gianna?” He replied “Good, we had a catch up and she asked if I could help her on reception tomorrow, if we weren’t doing anything?” She replied “Tomorrow morning, I am taking you out for breakfast and then shopping. The afternoon I am on guard duty in the throne room, so if you want to help out when we get back that’s fine. I’ll back around the same time as tonight” He replied “That sounds great, I get spend time with you and help Gianna too. Is it ok if I have dinner with her again?” She asked “Of course, mi amore. I plan to take you out Saturday for a date, and it will be somewhere you can wear the red dress” Danni blushed “Really? That’d be nice. Thank you” “No need to thank me. I enjoy spending time with you” He kissed her lips gently, then took her hands in his and led out of the closet and over to the bed.

Once in bed Danni moved over to Demetri and placed her head on his chest and laid her arm over his waist and he wrapped his arms around her and held her close. She raised her head and kissed him and ran her fingers through his hair and let her hand rest at the base of his neck as he bought his hand up to her head running his fingers through her hair. Danni pulled away slightly breathless and placed a quick kiss to his lips “Goodnight” She whispered against his lips “Goodnight” He whispered back. Danni put her head back on his chest and snuggled into him and fell asleep. Demetri held her in his arms and closed his eyes letting her steady breathing and heartbeat soothe him.

Danni woke in Demetri’s arms, noticing his eyes were closed she placed a gentle kiss to his lips “Morning” She whispered, he smiled and whispered “Morning. You know I could get used to being ‘woken’ this way every day” “I promise to always wake you this way, even though you don’t sleep” She pressed her lips to his and he gently rolled her onto her back so he was laying above her supporting his weight on one arm as he held her close with the other and deepened the kiss. Danni moaned into the kiss giving him access to her mouth and their tongues move against each other. He pulled away to allow her to take a breath and looked at her with love in his eyes, something Danni noticed and hoped he could see in her eyes that she cared for him too. She knew that she was falling in love with him. With her arms wrapped around his shoulders, her hands resting at the base of his neck she pulled him back down for another kiss, gently taking his bottom lip between her teeth, asking for entrance to his mouth which he happily gave her. He was just happy that she wanted him, wanted to be this close to him. He knew he loved her and wanted nothing more than to tell her, but he didn’t want her to feel pressured to return those feelings. He had made her a promise that he would never push/rush her into anything she wasn’t ready for and he intended to keep that promise. After all, he had waited 1000 years just to find her and he would wait as long as he needed to until she was ready to be with him. He pulled away and said quietly “As much as I am enjoying this mi amore, we have plans this morning” “Can’t we change our plans so we can stay in bed and do this?” She leaned up to kiss him again. He broke the kiss and shook his head gently “I’m afraid not, I’m taking you out for breakfast and then shopping remember?” She nodded “I remember. Sorry I was enjoying kissing you” “Do not apologise amore, I enjoy kissing you too” He placed a kiss to her lips. “Come on, let’s get ready” “It better be a damn good breakfast Demi” She tapped his chest playfully and he chuckled “Only the best for you mi amore”

Once they were both ready Demetri took Danni’s hand in his and they made their way to the garage. He held the passenger door open for her and she climbed in his car “Thank you” He climbed in the driver’s side and they made their way to the mall. He took her straight to the food court’s newest eatery Wendy’s Waffles & Pancakes. Danni’s eyes lit up when she saw where they were going. “Oh my god babe, you’re the best" She pecked his lips and he smiled wide “Gianna mentioned this place opened two weeks ago and I know how much you like pancakes and waffles” He kissed the top of her head. Danni ordered a vanilla waffle with strawberries and maple syrup whilst Demetri just ordered a coffee.

After breakfast they made their way to the shops on the lower levels. The first shop Demetri took her to was a jewellery shop “Pick out a necklace to go with that stunning red dress” He said quietly to her “Dem you don’t need to buy me a necklace” “I know don’t but I want to, so please just choose one and don’t think about the price either” He kissed her temple. Danni went to say something but before she could Demetri kissed her lips and then placed his hand on her lower back guiding her to the necklace display cases. They looked at many necklaces but Danni kept looking back at a white gold chain with a teardrop shaped diamond, Demetri noticed this and smiled at her. “Can I help you sir?” The saleslady asked. “Yes, can we have this necklace please?” He replied pointing at the necklace. “Oh, that’s a lovely choice…” She smiled at him “…We have matching earrings if the lady would like to see them” She said looking at Danni. Danni looked at Demetri shaking her head “We’ll take the matching earrings too please” He responded with a smile. “Very good sir. If you would like to come to this till” They followed the saleslady to the counter and Demetri paid the bill then took the bag thanking her as he did so. “Demi…” Danni began before he cut her off “Don’t say I shouldn’t have got the earrings too” She looked down and nodded “Thank you, they’re beautiful” “You’re welcome, beautiful jewellery for my beautiful girl” He said smiling at her, she blushed resting her head against his chest briefly.

Saturday came quicker than Danni was expecting and she was nervous and excited about her second date with Demetri. Jane knocked on the door and entered the room “Would you like some help getting ready?” “Really?” Danni asked with an eyebrow raised. “Yes, and anyway I want to see you in the red dress” “Ok and thank you” Jane nodded “I’m going to run you a bath, come on” Danni nodded and followed Jane into the bathroom. “Has he told you where he is taking me tonight?” “No, he may have told Felix, possibly Alec, but not me. Probably thinks I’d tell you and ruin the surprise” Jane laughed a little, something she didn’t do often. Once Danni was in the bath Jane came back in “Any ideas on how you want your hair and make-up done?” Jane asked “No idea, sorry. Heidi did that for me last time” “We’ll figure it out together then” Jane replied smiling.

Danni got out of the bath, dried off and made her way into the closet to put on the new red underwear then covered up with a towelling robe. Jane got Danni to take a seat in the bathroom and began brushing her hair, parting it in sections, and straightened each section. Once Danni’s hair was straightened, Jane pulled her hair back and braided a fish plait into her hair, allowing the plait to lay over one shoulder. Jane then applied some light make up including a rose-pink lip gloss. “What do you think sweetie” “Oh wow, thank you Jane. I love what you did with my hair” Danni smiled at her “Glad you like it. Now let’s get you in that dress” Danni nodded and the girls made their way to the closet. Jane helped Danni into the red dress and her silver sandals, before putting the new jewellery on Danni.

That same morning Demetri went Gianna’s room and knocked on the door “Demetri, hi. What can I do for you?” “Hi Gianna. I’m after some advice actually. Is it ok to come in?” He replied “Of course” They both sat on the sofa in front of the fireplace and Gianni could tell Demetri was nervous, which is something she has never seen before. “How can I help?” Demetri was looking down at his hands in his lap and took a deep unneeded breath. “Danni turns 16 on Thursday and erm...” He pauses and Gianna nods “You want to know what you should do to celebrate her birthday. Maybe wanting a gift idea?” “Yes. Exactly” He replied, a look of relief washed over his face “I can’t remember the last time I celebrated a birthday or anyone else’s.” “Well, I can say that for us humans certain birthdays mean more than others. For example, when a girl turns 16, it’s referred to as sweet 16 and it’s a big deal. I would suggest a gift that means something, maybe a keepsake or jewellery. We need to sort out a cake for her and maybe speak with the masters and see if they’d be ok if we had a little get together for her. A mini party if you will. After all she’s made some friends here and I think it’ll be nice, especially as her family have not been in touch since she’s been here” She replied “What? Are you being serious? She’s been here nearly two months and they haven’t contacted her?” He sounded shocked and felt a bit angry at hearing this. “Yes, she mentioned it the other day when I asked if she had heard from them. Esme sent her a short letter with her laptop and bits, but nothing else. Sorry I thought you knew” Gianna looked down feeling a little guilty “You have nothing to apologise for and nor has Danni. I am definitely going to make her birthday special especially as it’s her first one with me…” Gianna nodded “…It’s amazing to think she’s only 16 as she seems so mature/grown up for her age. Please don’t let on to her what I am planning, I want it to be a surprise” Demetri replied “Of course Demetri, my lips are sealed. I will take care of the cake, seeing as I’m the only other human in the castle. Let me know if you need help with anything else” “Thank you and I will. I need to be going as I need to speak to the masters and get ready for my date with Danni tonight” Demetri said getting up from the sofa and leaving her room.

Demetri made his way to the throne room. “Masters may I have a private word please?” He asked “Of course my boy” Aro stated and raised his hands to dismiss the few guards in the room. “How can we help you” Marcus asked “Well, it’s Danni’s 16th birthday on Thursday and I was wondering if it would be ok if I arranged a little get together for her? She has made some friends since she’s been here and I think it will be nice; especially as Gianna’s just told me that Danni’s family haven’t been in touch since she’s been here” “I think a little party for Danni is a splendid idea, don’t you brothers?” Aro said smiling “Yes, I think it will make her feel more at home. We are her family now” Caius said firmly “It will help strengthen her friendship ties here in the castle and will also strengthen your mate bond further too Demetri” Marcus added with a smile “Thank you Masters” Demetri replies, bowing his head slightly “Gianna is arranging a cake and I am going to buy her a special gift to mark her special birthday. I would like this to be a surprise for Danni too” He continued “Of course. It’ll give us all something to look forward to” Aro says “We are very pleased that you were able to overcome that little problem you had too” Caius added “Thank you, me too. Masters” Demetri bowed and left the throne room.

Demetri got ready in Felix’s room, dressing in black suit trousers and jacket, with a white shirt and a red tie to match Danni’s dress. He had bought her a colourful bouquet of mixed flowers. “Where are you taking her this evening?” Felix asked “I have booked tickets to the opera. We will have dinner first at Di Marco’s” He replied “Ooh that’s a bit posh” Alec said smiling “I want her to feel special. It’s our second date” Demetri replied “It’s your third, you spent the day at the museum and Art gallery a few days ago remember?” Felix pointed out “I meant it’s our second date night” “There’s a difference?” Alec asked looking confused “Yes, date nights give us an excuse to dress up and do something a bit special, whereas date days just give us a chance to spend the day together outside of the castle” Demetri said smiling “Look at him. He’s totally smitten” Felix said smirking “I think you’re right” Alec agreed “Just wait till you two find your mates. I’ll remember this.”

Demetri made his way back to his room with the flowers to collect Danni for their date. He knocked on the door before entering “Danni, you ready?” “Yes, one sec” She replied and a few seconds later she stepped out from the closet and took Demetri’s undead breath away. “Wow. You look breath-taking cara” He said looking her up and down before kissing her cheek and Danni blushed “Thank you” “These are for you amore” He handed her the bouquet of flowers “Thank you Demi, they’re beautiful” “I’ll put them in water for you and bring them back to your room for when you return. Have fun” Jane says as she takes the flowers from Danni “Thanks Jane” Danni replied.

Demetri took Danni’s hand in his and made their way to the garage. “Where are we going Dem?” “It’s a surprise Danni” “OK” He held the door open for her and she climbed in “Thanks” “You’re welcome.”

They arrived at the restaurant and Danni was amazed at how nice the restaurant looked “Wow Dem, it looks really posh” She said slipping her hand into his “It is but…it’s only the best for my girl” He smiled and kissed her temple and she smiled back at him.

Once seated their waiter came over “Good evening my name is Gino, I’ll be your waiter tonight. Can I take your order?” “Can I have the Marco Polo Pasta please?” Danni asked “And for you sir?” “The same please” “Very good and drinks?” “Two lemonades please?” Demetri answered “Of course sir, I’ll be right back with your drinks” They both nodded. “Are you ok eating again Demi?” Danni asked quietly “Yes, I’ll be fine. It’s a date Danni. I’m not going to take you out to dinner and not eat with you” “You really are great, thank you. We’re sharing a dessert though” She said smiling “Of course” Demetri agreed smiling and took hold of Danni’s hand rubbing his thumb over it gently.

Once they had finished their mains Gino came back to clear the plates “Can I get either of you dessert?” “Can we get the Tiramisu please with 2 spoons?” Demetri replied “Of course sir” “You know you ‘play’ human very well Demi” Danni said smiling, “Thank you. I have someone to ‘play’ human for and to be honest it’s nice to do things I didn’t get to do when I was human, seeing as there were no restaurants around in my day” Danni laughed “What?” He asked “You sound old when you say ‘in my day’” “Well I am old Danni, even if I don’t look it” He said quietly “You’re not old, you’re ancient” She laughed again and Demetri smiled, he loved the sound of her laugh “You really should be nice to your elders, little one” He said laughing “I like that we can laugh about your age” “Me too amore, me too.”

Demetri paid the bill and walked back to the car with Danni, an arm wrapped around her waist. Once in the car Demetri said “Now for part two of our date” “Will you tell me where we’re going now?” “No, still a surprise” She nodded. Ten minutes later Demetri parked in the Opera House car park “We’re seeing a show?” Danni asked “Maybe” Demetri replied smirking taking her hand in his. Once inside Demetri bought Danni a programme and made their way to the box he had paid for. “Wow, these are really good seats” She was looking around amazed at the view from their seats “Only the best for my girl” Demetri said for the second time that night, wrapping his arms around her waist from behind. Danni looked at him over shoulder, blushing “You’re spoiling me” “I am and I always will cara mia” He kissed her hair “Come and sit, the show is about to start” “I’ve never been to an Opera before” She said “I hope you like it. Madam Butterfly is a good show” “You’ve seen this before?” She asked “Yes, back in 1904, the year it came out and again in 1906. There were a few changes made during the early years and the version we’re seeing tonight is the 5th version released in 1907. I have not seen this version” He replied and Danni was amazed “Wow. I never knew there were different versions of this show” “I’ve made myself sound old again, haven’t I?” He said looking at her beside him “No. You’ve shown yourself to be very cultured, knowledgeable even and I’m very lucky that I get to benefit from that” She leant over and kissed him, smiling. She held his hand whilst they watched the show.

Once back at the castle Demetri helped Danni out of her dress “You look so good right now” He whispered in her ear rubbing his hands gently up and down her arms, placing a kiss below her ear causing Danni to close her eyes and tilt her head slightly giving him access to her neck. He placed kisses down her neck and across her shoulder before working his way back up to her ear. Danni turned in his arms so she was facing him and wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him down for a kiss. She then stood on tip toes and trailed kisses across his jawline, under his ear and down his neck, one hand trailing from behind his neck down to his chest. He closed his eyes at her warm touch and tilted his head back a little enjoying her touch and kisses. He gently took her hand from his chest and walked backwards to the sofa in the closet and sat her on his lap so she was facing him. He kissed her wrapping his arms around her holding her close, she moved one hand to the base of his neck, playing with the hair there and her other hand was on his chest. He loved how warm she felt against him.

A little while later she climbed off his lap and held out her hand and he took it standing up, watching as she proceeded to remove his tie, then unbutton and remove his shirt placing a kiss to his chest. Demetri purred at this causing Danni to smile as she kissed his chest again. She stepped back, picked up his shirt and then turned her back on Demetri, but before he could react, she had removed her bra and put on his white shirt doing up the buttons as she walked back to him and whispered in his ear “Let’s go to bed” She held out her hand for him to take and led him out of the closet and over to the bed. Demetri couldn’t help remembering the last time he saw her in his shirt, it was her first night in the castle. Danni caught him looking at her in his shirt “You don’t mind, do you?” She asked looking up at him “No, cara mia I don’t mind. I was just remembering your first night here, you wore my shirt to bed then too” “After such a wonderful night with you and the intimate moment we just shared, I wanted to wear your shirt, to be close to you” She told him honestly, he looked down and kissed her before lifting her up, her legs wrapping around his waist. He then laid her gently on the bed, not breaking the kiss. She tightened her grip around his neck, bringing one hand to his shoulder to hold him closer to her. He pulled away to allow her to breath before resuming the kiss, running one hand from her knee up to her thigh. Danni sighed at his touch because although it was cold, it sent warm sparks coursing through her, causing her to wrap her legs around him a little tighter. This caused him to break the kiss and growl low in her ear before kissing below her ear and down her neck. “Is this close enough for you amore?” “Yes. Yes, it is…for now” He nodded, happy that she was comfortable with what they were doing and kissed her again, their tongues moving in sync with one another. He rolled off of her and took her with him. “I want to hold you whilst you sleep” “I’d like that Demi. Goodnight” “Goodnight mi amore.”

[aspecpplarebeautiful]

I feel so bad. A terrible horrible person. And a jerk.

I’ve been with my boyfriend a few months short of a year and for a while I’ve been struggling with how I actually feel about him and our relationship thinking that maybe I’m losing feelings for him. All for me to figure out today that I’m definitely Quoiromantic and maybe never had romantic feelings for him ever???? But idk cause wtf are romantic feelings anyways. But it literally explains so much. I struggled a lot at the beginning of our relationship and almost broke up with him a few times cause of being unsure (literally a giant flag I ignored) and then ya know we kiss and cuddle and I really enjoy that most of the time so I was like no you’re being crazy you obviously like him romantically. BUT NOW ITS LIKE “okay maybe that was never romantic and it was sensual??” So now it’s like do I tell my boyfriend? I feel like I have to cause I’m still struggling and he should probably know but also I feel terrible because I know how he feels about me and I know he’ll be absolutely devastated to hear that I probably never liked him romantically but I guess we’ll never know for sure cause I can’t really tell. He was already a little upset after finding out I was ace. I mean he was extremely supportive but the more he thought about it the more it was like “oh…she doesn’t like me like that.” Which sucks it all sucks. He’s so sweet and caring and I love his family so much but now…this.😕

OK so let's break this down a bit. First of all, you're not a jerk. You're someone who's been figuring themselves out. A lot of people get into relationships before they've figured out their identity, that happens. And sometimes these things affect the relationship, sometimes they don't.

The first question I'd ask you to consider is how do you personally feel about this relationship? Now that you know you're quoiromantic, is this romantic relationship something you still want?

If this is a relationship you want to stay in if you can, remember that attraction feelings are just feelings. They're not the things that really matter in relationships, like how much you care about your partner, how supportive you are of each other, respecting one another, etc. You are allowed to want to be in this relationship if you want to be, even if you don't know if these feelings are or were romantic or not, because that's not the part that matters.

On the other side of things it's OK if you don't want to be, anymore. Or if the relationship as it is right now doesn't feel right to you.

These are feelings I'd recommend figuring out before talking to your boyfriend, and this isn't keeping things from him, it's more making sure when you do talk to him that you have direction and you know where you want to go with that conversation.

Coming out is a personal decision, though a lot of people do feel like it's important that their partner know their identity and understand them. Unfortunately it is impossible to know how someone's going to react. Some people are very accepting right off the bat, some aren't. A lot of people need time to think about things and process things, and they may not know what they want either right away. The best thing you can do I think is be clear, get out what you feel is important and don't worry about being awkward or anything like that. Sometimes asking them to ask questions or give their thoughts afterwards can also help them process in the moment and make sure there aren't any misunderstandings.

My biggest advice here is to take your time. Give yourself a bit of breathing room. And trust however things go, in the long term, you'll be alright.

All the best, and good luck!

[not-that-dillinger]

♣ : slowly pulling them into your lap to curl up and cuddle

[Gentle touch meme, from Sam]

It was one of those nights, the kind that followed a day where Ed burned through his social spoons far too quickly that day, leaving him with the sort of bone-deep, mind numbing exhaustion. Oddly it was on those days that Ed couldn't trust himself to be alone. It was very easy, with that sort of exhaustion, for his mind to wander into the well worn ruts of dark thoughts that lead to anxiety.

It was the kind of exhaustion that, paradoxically, made it more difficult for him to actually sleep.

Days—and nights—like these, were getting rarer, thankfully. Rarer, and easier to deal with. Admittedly, partially because things at the company were better now that Mackey was gone, but mainly because he had Sam and Alan to help him.

He had a family, now. A very odd family, admittedly, but Ed knew from a young age he would never be happy with what society expected his family to look like.

He had a family now, with Sam as a partner, and their son, Ouran, and Alan being every bit an adoring grandfather to Ed's son (and the father Ed didn't—couldn't—have when he was young; a thought that Ed still does not entirely understand, and still tries not to think about for the mess of emotions it evokes that he isn't sure he can untangle or truly process).

He had a family, now. It was a notion that helped keep the dark thoughts at bay.

What helped more, was Sam's company.

It was nearly midnight, and they were curled up on Ed's couch, Sam leaning into Ed with an arm around his waist and his head resting on Ed's shoulder while they watched Star Trek on the television. Ouran had been tucked in bed with goodnight kisses hours ago, so it was just them in the living room, lit entirely by the glow from the small flatscreen that showed the Enterprise racing through space.

Though Sam hadn't admitted it, Ed knew he was struggling today, too. From what Ed could guess, he was having nightmares about the grid again, and that biting comment one of the board members (one Mackey's few remaining lackeys on the board) made about Sam's father only made things worse.

Sam was fighting to stay awake, despite being very comfortable.

On a whim, Ed pulled Sam into his lap, and wrapped his arms around Sam so they were cuddled close. "I got you," Ed murmured. "Get some sleep, okay?"

With Sam cuddled into him, Ed had never felt more comfortable in his life, and Sam's weight seemed to help smother the remaining shreds of anxiety from the day. It wouldn't be long before he, too, was drifting off to sleep.

[bvnnyl0v3r]

An angels kiss pt.2-Nikolai cuddles ig?

A/N: So like yeah… um…. This plays some hours later

You were exhausted. This day, or yesterday or tonight or whatever you may call it had been exhausting. Nikolai had been way more clingy than usual and you kissed Bram. 

Well anyway you were back at home and went to your room. Even though it was middle of the day you changed into your pj‘s aka sone short pink pants with flamingos on them and a frog hoodie. You plopped onto your bed only to realize, you couldn‘t sleep. You tried and tried for 15 minutes or so but soon gave up and went down stairs. Fyodor was in the kitchen. He looked you up and down.

“Not in the mood. Just tell me what‘s wrong“

“you‘re wearing quite the shirt outfit don’t you think?“

Fyodor quickly answered. You looked down at yourself and sighed.

“Oh please the worst thing that could happen is Nikolai slapping my ass….“

Fyodor nodded as he turned back to his tea. 

„No that we‘re talking about Nikolai…. I found him passed out on the floor while talking to Fukuchi. He then carried Nikolai on the couch“

“Hm…. Kinda sad he didn’t die from that hit…“

Fyodor drank a sip of his tea

“I mean i knew Nikolai was pathetic but dying from the simple hit of a pan…. It would have been shame to face god afterwards“

“How did you know i hit him with a pan….“

“I‘m not dumb“

Right. For a second you forgot you were talking to Fyodor…. You opened the fridge on,y to be attacked by confetti.

“I. Hate. Nikolai. So. MUCH!“

Fyodor just walked out at this point.

Still covered in glitter and confetti you went to the couch where Nikolai slept on

“Fuck you!“

He looked at her. As he had just woken up he rubbed his eyes before looking at your Glitter and confetti covered figure and chuckling

„You found my special surprise!~ Now you get a price! Let‘s role the dice, cuz you got spice!“

„…..what….“

Fyodor walked in

“He said you look hot and he wants to fuck“

“WHAT“

Nikolai chuckled. Fyodor just walked out again.

Nikolai slowly stood up and hugged you tightly. He wrapped his arms around your waist and burried his head in your neck and started nuzzling it.

“What are you, a fucking cat?“

„I can be if that‘s what you‘re into~“

„Hell no“

“Meowwww~“

You tried struggling out of his grip but without luck. He had your legs through some portals so you couldn‘t escape. 

„NIKOLAI LET ME GO OR I‘LL HIT YOU WITH A PAN“

“Fineee….. but first, give me a kiss“

“no!“

“you‘re gonna have to do it so or so“

“i don’t care!“

Nikolai made these kissy lips to wich He received a slap

“ugh…. Fine i guess i deserved that one….“

This was wrong…. Nikolai agreeing to having done something wrong? Was today the day you would die? Was today the day you would walk through the doors of heave- aaand he‘s touching your ass. You had hopes for a second.

“Fuck off.“

“I‘d rather Fuck yo-„

You gave him the deadly glare to wich eh soon let go and made the portaks dissapear. He then sat down k. The couch quietly.

“you‘re even scarier than Fyodor…..“

“I. Know.“

You yawned. You were really exhausted. Nikolai took your arm and pulled you towards him, holding you closer. That bastard and his mood swings. One moment he teased the shit out ofyou, the other moment he wants to fuck you and then there‘s these really weird moments like now where he actually seems to care. I mean he was still touching your ass i‘m not even gonna deny that but still…. You were really to exhausted to care.

Sigma walked in again.

“Guys! This is the 4th time this week! Are you sure you’re just friends?!“

“Sigma you‘re to innocent to understand….“

nikolai seductively whispered

“What he wanted to say is that he‘s assaulting me but i’m to tired to care“

Sigma just left without any other words. He went to his room probably to question his life choices. 

A/N: Oml guys srry for the short chapter i wanted to post but i was lazy? So yeah…. Enjoy this shirt chapter

[missdbrill]

I feel like I am either in the most confusing or the simplest relationship of all time. He says what he thinks. Literally. And is very literal about everything. I am forever trying to read between the likes and analysing what he really means. But what if he means exactly what he says 🤔 I seem to misinterpret everything he tells me according to him. When he said he wants to think short term he says he meant generally but not that our relationship is short-term. Whenever I question anything be says he m its so much simpler than what I make it out to be. Sometimes I question if he gas lighting me. But then I don't know if I am thinking that from past bad experiences. This relationship makes me feel like I kmow nothing about relationships.

But then for example this weekend, he's out Friday night, well at his mates house. Jad a few drinks and sends me the most loving messages. Tells me I'm one in a million, knows how rare I am etc. Saturday morning it joyfully continues, such loving messages

Saying he can't wait to see me. Go round there and it is amazing. But he's so quiet in person now. When we have sex all the compliments seems to have gone, the reassurances that he wants me forever. As the evening went on it almost felt dull. I felt lacking in attention from him but maybe I expect too much. He was being his usual loving and caring self. I don't know what more I was lookikg for really. I guess I miss when he truly adored me. Then bedtime cane and it took me an hour to get him to come to bed. And that seems to happen a lot nowadays. He's never eager to come to bed, he just wants to be on the sofa. It doesn't make sense to me. We only get this one night and all I want is to cuddle up to him. It's nearly 1am when he finally comes and cue me having an absolute meltdown. I don't know if it was justified or not. I think it was late and I felt neglected. I wonder if the problem lies with me. Do I again expect too much? Or get worked up over nothing. I told him I was struggling with how little time we get together, how the weekends have become so short with losing half of Saturday most weeks. Because I sacrificed the Fridays so he could always get a lie in after his long week. But I feel like surely Sundays there should be more effort in return. We go to bed so late Saturday and then he sleeps half of Sunday. Does he really wven care anymore? Am I being mugged off? I went through a stage of feeling like he only wanta me for sex, but that's not true as he still comes over when the kids are here and makes a real effort with them. Them today was the strangest day yet. Sunday and we didn't have sex at all. No morning sex. No afternoon sex. I mentioned I wanted sex and didn't get it. We went for a walk and I mentioned I was sad we hadn't had sex, got back and still mo sex. Questioned why not and got no response. That is what I struggle with. In person he simply doesn't respond. I don't know if it's disrespectful or what. I don't get any answers. I just get silence. And I get so tired of the silence. He never tries to make conversation with me. I don't know how to feel about that. I have never seen him with his friends but I have no doubt he isn't quiet around them. I don't know what it is.

So today we had no sex for the first time ever on a weekend day. And somehow it felt bad yet good. I feel like it shows sex doesn't completely underpin our relationship. That we can have a day without it and the relationship won't fall apart. Although I still don't truly understand and still feel rejected.

I do love him so very much but I don't always understand him. I don't know what any of it means. He felt like my soulmate. Yet 1 year on we have almost gone backwards in our relationship. We see each other less and there is def less effort from him. I just wish he would open up more so I could get a better idea of where his head is at. I want it to be him ❤️