#Magic fireworks that are not dangerous or hot

[lightningzbolt]

Last reblog inspired me to share my own ponified Killjoys designs. Yeah I only made 3 so far, it takes time and I'm not like the biggest fan of the designs overall, but I like making detailed pony outfits, and I like MCR, obviously.

I made these 6 years ago, 5 years ago, and 3 years ago respectively. I guess I'm due for another soon, huh.

Bonus casual outfits and no guns.

[justmystical]

The Forgotten-3

Pairing: Lucifer x Butterfly!Fem!reader

Fandom: Hazbin Hotel x Stsr vs the forces of evil

Warnings: takes place before Hazbin Hotel, Alternative Universe

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You and Lucifer were Currently hanging out in your usually spot below an apple tree, Lucifer was reading a book and petting Keekee. Something he does so often when you guys hang together.

As for you, you were currently hanging upside from the apple tree and thinking was a good thing to do on this fine afternoon. Not gonna lie you were bored, to the point you would learn more spells from the family spell book.

Then you remembered

You were currently getting snacks for both of you and Lucifer, come on apple all the time and your craving some chocolate. Do they have Snookers on earth? No they don't,

maybe a Mewni thing? But SNOOKERS!

You then read about festival that's gonna be held at night in a poster outside of a shop...

You suddenly jumped out from the tree,which nearly gave poor Lucifer and Keekee a heart attack,you gave them a nervous smile.

"i just remembered there's a festival in this Village later , we should go" you suggested, while Keekee looked intrigued, Lucifer froze and debated to join.

"I don't know..."

You noticed this and nudge Lucifer shoulders" hey come on it will be fun...and it's my first festival ever!"you said and he looked at you with a raised eyebrow.

"first?"

"yeah,i never been to festival before" it's true though you been to one,you were always cooped up inside the Castle for protection, monsters roam around a lot so as a Princess of Mewni you and Eclipsa need to protected.

"aren't you like in your early 20s, and you still couldn't go?" He pointed out .

"I'm a busy lady"Busy as in studying magic with Glossaryck , because you late be taught, unlike Eclipsa,she was taught when she was Fourteen until she became Queen. You were taught later on...

"please Luci"Lucifer wanted to agree,but some of people here have Guardian angels and he was doomed if he was caught, you see he was forbidden to even go to earth. He only break those rules for you...

"come on Luci"you gave him puppy dog eyes he couldn't resist.

Ugh the things you do to me

He finally agreed, you jump up and down not notice the root Of the tree and you stumbled on it , falling on top of Lucifer.

Oof

You felt his chest under you and his hot breath on your face ,you looked at his eyes.You two looked at each other as if time stopped and nothing was around you two .

You felt fireworks as held you...

Then the moment was suddenly interrupted by a Meow and saw your Beloved companion in her little earth form.

You the realized you were on top of Lucifer,you stood up quickly , feeling the heat of your face spread .

"c-c-come o-on we s-should go!"you stuttered and ran away quickly as Keekee followed.

Lucifer stood there stunned... also blushing

You walked through the sea people with Lucifer in the festival. You were having the best night of your life trying different foods from different stalls. Keekee was also happy being fed .

As for Lucifer he looked like he was hiding for someone ? He wore a cloak and the hood was on, he was being cautious around other people...

Does he not like going outside in the crowd?

Maybe you should have listened to him not go to the Festival?

Maybe the he didn't agreed at first is because he's not good with crowds?

Then suddenly you got an idea.

"Keekee, can you watch Lucifer for a while?i gonna do something okay?"Keekee was hesitant at first. She was made to protect you at all cost,that why she neve leaves your side...

"oh come on Keekee it'll be quick,and if anything happens I'll shout" Keekee still feels the need to go with you,but she sense a bound between you and the King of Hell. Ofcourse Keekee knew...

She felt the energy radiating from him since day one.But some reason she didn't find him a danger to her wielder....

At the end she agreed...

Lucifer knows he fucked, Ultimately fucked,he sense angelic auras everywhere. He may have hid his demonic aura but he knew one slip up they'd find him and report back to heaven.

But he couldn't say no to you...

He saw how your eye's sparkle at every stall and every games in the festival.

He suddenly froze, a old man walks pass by him and he saw a guardian angel floating by his side.

He screwed...

But some reason he wasn't seen...

He felt something soft brush his legs and looked down to see a cat with cat with a scar on the left eye...

Keekee...

Speaking of Keekee...

Where's n/n?

He looked around and started to panic , until Keekee nudge his leg. She pointed with her paw to a direction and he followed.

She began to guide Lucifer to your whereabouts.

Until they saw you talking to a vendor of...

Lanterns?

He walked up to you ,you smile when you saw him.

"surprise!" You hand him a lantern.

"what this?"he asked

"a lantern"

"yeah,but?"

"just follow me " you suddenly grabbed his hand and walked to a cliff in a fast pace.

Your long red hair flowed through the air as your Turquoise eyes sparkle.

"let's lit this Lanterns up" you told him and he only nodded.

"i saw you feeling uncomfortable earlier so hopefully this lantern can help?it always makes me feel better. My father always make me and my sister these when i was little..."you explained only looking at the Lanterns float away.

Lucifer looked at the beautiful Lanterns float away but nothing can compare to your smile...

"thanks n/n"

"huh?oh... You're welcome Luci!"

You just got back from earth and fell down to your bed with a groan, you enjoyed the festival with Lucifer...

But you remembered what happened earlier before that..

You felt his chest under you and his hot breath on your face ,you looked at his eyes.You two looked at each other as if time stopped and nothing was around you two

You felt fireworks as held you...

Keekee looked at you out of her Earth disguise.

"come you saw that,it was embarrassing but..."it was still in your mind

"you what time for bed!"

You got ready for bed and tomorrow is another day.

You were currently practicing some magic with Glossaryck.

"why are my ancestors spells so hard ?!"

"well how about you try out some of your spells?"he suggested and you nodded.

"Dreamer's Hallucinations"

"our of all the spell-"it hit a mirror and suddenly Glossaryck got cut off when the beam hit him.

"IT'S A POOL OF CHOCOLATE PUDDING!"

"WAIT GLOSSARYCK THAT'S NO-"he already jumped into dirty fountain in the garden.

"Magica Reverso!"you conjure another spell.

The spell before got reverse and now Glossaryck jump away from the murky fountain,he almost ate moss..

"let's not talk about that.."

"aye aye !"

"try another spell that's not included hallucinations..."

You though for a moment...then realized...

"oh i have spell that I've been working on!"it was a spell that can defend your whole entire family and everyone in mewni.

"it's a defense spell"you mentioned and Glossaryck conjured up a puppet.

You concentrate and said the spell in your head multiple times to be ready to say it , Glossaryck waited until you were ready.

"Wither and Decay Let Rose Decompose..." A dark violet beam shot out of the wand as your cheek marks looked like it was blossoming like a rose ?

Glossaryck saw this and was shocked your marks are like roses ?

The beam shot through the poor Puppets chest , roses exploded from it's chest and loud boom echoed through the whole Palace.

You marks were still glowing and now fully blossom to be a dark rose.

You watched at horror as the roses slowly consumed the poor puppet.

"n/n!" You heard sister call out in concern,she heard the loud boom from the garden,she quickly ran out of the throne room because she knows you were having magic lessons with Glossaryck.

She saw you marks,she was shocked. They were not red circles anymore but dark Roses. She also noticed a puppet?

It was slowly getting consumed by what it looked decaying roses?

The Magical High Commission also join in and saw what happened.

"WHAT HAPPENED?!?"A girl with flame ontop of her head yelled out

"what did you do?!"Romulus exclaimed.

Uh oh

Glossaryck has seen this type of spell before...

Eclipsa's

He warned her not to use that spell before,she listened ofcourse... because she was starting to grow black veins in her arms , that's why she now wears gloves...

You felt guilty as you made your sister concerned...

Everyone watched as the puppet exploded into white petals. Now your cheeks where back to a red round shape marks.

"I'm sorry..."

[anemicjellyfish]

So I've been going over the likely possibilities of why Blitzø's gun heated up suddenly in Mission: Chupacabra.

My first thoughts were torn between it being interference from either Stolas or Asmodeus.

Stolas has used his magic to assist Blitzø's missions on Earth before.

Eagle-eyed viewers noticed a red glow of magic surrounding Stolas' hand in the bathtub, matched by a red glow around Martha's bullet in Murder Family. So he can use his magic to effect objects on Earth while being in Hell.

Stolas also interfered much more heavily in Truth Seekers, showing up in person when Blitzø & IMP were cornered and locked down by Agents 1 & 2. He had no issue with his possession of Agent 2 or controlling the unnamed agents to paint a summoning circle for him.

Personally, I think that despite the... "breakup," Stolas is the most likely culprit for the Hot Gun thing. But I'd like to give consideration to Asmodeus, because I think it's only fair to consider all possibilities.

I will tend to use the nickname Ozzie, because my phone's autocorrect hates when I type Asmodeus. Sorry.

While we don't know the rules and regulations of Ozzie and his Crystals, we do have to remember Stolas' line to Blitzø in The Full Moon: "You'll be under his [Asmodeus'] jurisdiction..."

I don't think they'd specify that to us without it being important later. Ozzie has also been a prominent figure since his introduction, and his relationship with Fizzarolli only deepens his importance to the story.

I could reasonably guess that either Ozzie himself has the ability to monitor the crystals & their location and use, or that he has people/a person to do that for him.

While I still prefer Stolas here, I could understand an interference from Ozzie. For whatever reason the show has, the existence of Hell needs to be kept away from humans until after they die. If one of Ozzie's Crystals is being used by someone as irresponsible as our beloved Blitzø, who gets caught by humans sometimes, it could put Ozzie at risk. It was ultimately his choice to give the Crystal to Blitzø (through Stolas), so the responsibility for any mistakes could fall onto Ozzie.

The main reason I don't think the Hot Gun is Ozzie? There didn't seem to be any interference in Unhappy Campers. Not only was Blitzø not in a disguise from the start, but Barbie also ditched her disguise in front of that human guy. Blitzø didn't have a Crystal of his own yet, and the one he used to get to Earth wasn't his.

I doubt the firework that killed the camp counselor was from Ozzie, but like I said, I'm open to the possibility that he keeps tabs on his Crystals & their use. Or, at the bare minimum, he knows when a user is in danger/fucking up, and interferes minimally to get them to safety.

Finally, I'm aware of the theories that Blitzø has had a previous relationship with a currently unknown Sin. I believe the fan theories mainly go with Leviathan? I'm not fully into this theory myself, but I've really only ever heard about it from Tiktok.

Since Blitzø's gun has that slight Pirate look to it, one of the aquatic-themed rings of Hell could be its origin. It could have an enchantment or powers we don't know of yet.

It could also just be a magic gun. Blitzø may have some mental connection with it that makes it respond to his needs.

Can't say for sure right now. But I like the idea of Stolas helping out. Especially since th assistance came shortly after Blitzø's line about sucking cloaca.

[doyelikehaggis]

Femslash February: Batherine | Bonnie Bennett x Katherine Pierce (The Vampire Diaries)

Requested by @hydesjackiespuddinpop

Magic isn't just a candle flickering to life, or some fancy firework-like sparks. It isn't just an object moving on its own from one side of the room to the other, or a book suddenly flipping to the exact right page.

Magic is also a splitting migraine that starts at the base of the skull and then spreads like wildfire, seeping into every crevice and wrinkle of the brain. It's lethargy that deadens limbs and makes even the eyelids too heavy to lift, crushed under the weight of the world only a few hours ago.

It's hot. Literally - it burns as it travels through the veins, right down to the tips of the finger, emanating across every nerve and muscle until the entire body is consumed with the heat of something indescribable and unknowable. It's metallic, like the blood that drips down into the mouth.

But none of that is enough to stop the enchantment of something so bitter; so unpredictably and deliciously dangerous. Those drawn in by the flicker of light in the darkness accept the risk of getting lost in it, consumed momentarily by an irrepressible desire.

Bonnie knows she is on the verge of being lost as she stares back into the dark eyes peering up at her from behind her own arm, fangs lost in her soft flesh. The white-hot flames beneath her skin push and pulse until she is sure she is actually going to catch fire. Magic is oxygen, it is the thing that fills her lungs and is stolen from them almost immediately, and it is the indescribable sensation that ripples through her when Katherine's resolve breaks, becoming too lost in the moment to keep it up any longer. Her eyelids flicker and she laces their fingers together with a soft moan.

Maybe lost is what they both are. Lost to a world that lost interest in them. Maybe magic is finding each other when the world has long-since stopped looking.

[sp-by-april]

SOT FIC SOT FIC SOT FIC!!! Will it be on ao3, fanfiction.net, wattpad ? Do you have an idea of its potential duration ? 📸🎙️🎤📝🕵️‍♀️

Definitely Ao3. I don't use FF.net and my wattpad is dead lol. I will probably post the first few chapters here. I have outlined the first arc and I'm excited about it. Idk exactly how long it wil be, but I'm shooting for 3 good arcs. I'd like this one to have a definite end. I think I've got a good pitch for the first arc... 🗡️ THE ART OF WAR (AND BAD DECISIONS)

Every five years, the realms come together for the Tournament of Realms and pretend they're not on the brink of war. This year? It's a powder keg and Grand Wizard King Cartman's lighting the match. He spins the Tournament as a "peacekeeping tradition" while secretly causing chaos, power grabs, and personal vendettas.

Duels, drama, and magical chaos. The whole thing's hosted on a floating island sealed by a secretive group of skiled magicians: Paladin Butters, Dark Maiden Red, Damien The Cursed and Lord Gregory of the Yardale Elves. There's enchanted bleachers, fireworks on demand, and Jimmy the Bard trying to narrate while Cartman keeps stealing the spotlight.

Everything is at stake. Land, artifacts, political leverage—and the heart of Princess Nichole Daniels, representing the Kingdom of Nymphae. Nichole's not here for romance. She's a brilliant water nymph and battle strategist who plans five moves ahead. Her arranged alliance with High Jew Elf King Kyle is explosive. He thinks she’s insufferable. She thinks he's an arrogant Boy King.

Kyle doesn’t even want to be here. He's snapping under the pressure, unraveling in real time, and trying not to commit diplomatic homicide.

Meanwhile, Sir Stan Marshwalker is spiraling. He's fighting for Kyle, but his ex Tolkien fights for Kupa Keep, and they're one duel from a breakdown. Maiden Wendy (also Stan's ex, now Tolkien's fiance) is trying to prove herself but accidentally sabotages Tolkien — with unexepected consequences.

Princess Kenny is horny, feral, and out for blood. She's reclaiming the Orc Kingdom Cartman handed to Clyde — her ex-ally turned Mad Max warlord. Cartman’s also in love with Lady Heidi, Clyde's adopted sister. Is there a secret thing there? Probably... Is it gross? Absolutely.

This isn't about honor. It's about strategy, scandal, and soul crushing ex drama. Secrets are leverage. Loyalty is flexible. And the most dangerous player might be the one writing the prophecy. Let the games — and the greatest battle of their hot, young lives — begin.

[reyansh727]

Use the Synastry Chart to Gain Understanding of Your Sexual Attraction

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Mars-Pluto Intensity: With Mars-Pluto conjunctions and squares, passion takes its time to bloom. It might start slow, but once it does, there's no turning back. Your emotions drive the intensity, making it a wild and unforgettable ride.

Venus-Pluto Obsession: Venus-Pluto aspects go beyond obsession. It's a magnetic attraction, a love affair with deep feelings, and the thrill of chasing each other. Brace yourselves for the occasional storm, but hey, it's worth the ride!

Conclusion: While these aspects are exciting, remember that not every placement guarantees an overwhelming connection. Minor planets, like asteroid Eros, also play a role in heating things up. If you're curious and need clarity, our experts are here to guide you through the cosmic dance of love. Happy exploring!

[acideathr]

‧₊˚♪𝄞࿐₊˚⊹ 𝖙𝖜𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖉 𝖜𝖔𝖓𝖉𝖊𝖗𝖑𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝄞₊ ⊹ 𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖓𝖙 ● 𝖌𝖑𝖔𝖗𝖎𝖔𝖚𝖘 𝖒𝖆𝖘𝖖𝖚𝖊𝖗𝖆𝖉𝖊 𝗯𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝗳𝗶𝘃𝗲 ● 𝗳𝗲𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 𝗲𝘅𝗽𝗿𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗲𝗱 ⤿ 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗿𝗲𝗲 ● 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗶 𝗮𝗺

♫ .. “ ... 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘯𝘦𝘹𝘵 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳 ... “ ★ . •° . －𝘢𝘤𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘳 ．．• ♡︎

rollo: what...are you...

idia: you had a kid brother.

idia: he had powerful magic that manifested at a young age.

rollo: how do you know that?!

idia: we read your secret fireplace diary.

idia: so, lemme speculate a little. i'm guessing your brother got really big into magic.

idia: and he never had a proper teacher.

rollo: ...!

idia: yeah, figures. the scariest cases are always the ones with mages who get their power real young.

idia: even if they're not powerful enough to accumulate blot, you have to be extremely careful with kids using magic.

idia: any magic is dangerous when used the wrong way — just like with matches or knives.

idia: and now we come to what you wrote about.

rollo: stop...

idia: one day, you two were playing, and he was using magic. he lost control, and it overwhelmed him.

idia: you couldn't use magic yet. there was nothing you could do but watch your brother suffer.

idia: until...

rollo: stop it...!

˚𝄞. FLASHBACK START

rollo, look!

the fireworks are so bright and sparkly... this is amazing! magic's so neat!

i wanna use more magic!

then i can show you spells that are even more fun!

rollo—

HELP ME, ROLLO!

˚𝄞. FLASHBACK ENDING

rollo: *sniff* *sniff*

rollo: no...

rollo: no... you're wrong! i wasn't the one who failed to act!

rollo: the blame doesn't lie with me!

rollo: it lies with all the other mages who were around us! they had power and didn't save him!

rollo: the one time we needed them, and they stood by while my brother suffered, doing NOTHING!

malleus: so that's why you hate mages. a wholly misplaced grudge, in my view.

azul: it must have torn you up when your magic first manifested.

azul: you gained the very power that took your brother away, making you no different from all the mages you despised.

azul: hating mages while being one yourself... your anguish eventually drove you to commit this atrocity.

idia: "i will use the firelotuses to rid the world of magic. then no one will ever go through what my brother did again."

idia: "such is my duty."

idia: that's how your little mission statement went in your diary, right? but here's the thing...

idia: that's patently absurd. it's so much of a joke, i can't even LOL about it.

rollo: SHUT UP!

rollo: WHAT DO YOU KNOW?!

idia: hee hee. sry, i didn't ask to be an authority on this subject, but here i am.

idia: we're pretty similar, actually.

idia: it's not remotely hard for me to imagine all the hatred and anguish you feel.

idia: you bang your head against the wall, and when that doesn't bring him back, you start thinking that maybe you'll tear everything down...

idia: ......

malleus: ...shroud?

azul: idia, i'm sure it goes without saying, but please don't get any funny ideas.

idia: yeah, it DID go without saying. can you not lump me in with this wrongheaded clod?

rollo: wrongheaded...?

idia: come on, you still don't get it?

idia: all you're doing is throwing a giant tantrum.

idia: you're salty about the hand life dealt you, so you decided to take it out on others.

idia: if you're bent on destroying something, then just direct that energy toward yourself. quit draggin' everyone else into your massive ego trip.

idia: the way you're throwing a tanty while spouting hot garbo about this being for your brother and the world...

idia: LAWL. just rolling on the floor laughing, 'cuz it's such a joke!

rollo: shut up...

rollo: shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up!

rollo: i'm not the problem here... IT'S NOT ME!

rollo: IT'S NOT ME, I TELL YOU!!!

azul: both of you, get down!

malleus: ASHENGROTTO!

⭑♪⊹ ࣪ ˖ 𝗺𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗹𝗶𝘀𝘁 ⭑♪⊹ ࣪ ˖ 𝘁𝗮𝗴𝗹𝗶𝘀𝘁

©𝗖𝗢𝗣𝗬𝗥𝗜𝗚𝗛𝗧 ● @acideathr 2025 ⤿ my work is not yours to take; posting chapters requires significant time and effort. all credit is due to aniplex and yana toboso; show your support by downloading the twisted wonderland. this blog particularly caters to players who cannot access the en game because of their region or those who aren't willing to download the game

[theknightlywolfe]

I wish ordinance type fireworks were illegal for individual use in the US. Country wide.

Yes, because they're dangerous, yes because they're colourful pollution, but also because every tom, dick, and harry having them ruins their appeal.

When every dumbass who didn't bother reading the instruction pamphlet in the box is setting them off over and over and over again all year long then who cares? "Ooo fireworks show!". So what. Do you mean Tuesday? Oh, it's New Year's? Great they've been going off for three straight weeks, who cares.

"But these are the really big ones!". Yeah, and? The ones literally shaking my house as I type, that if I dare go outside will rain hot ash and burn my skin, also were shot off last week. And a month ago, and the month before that, and twice the month before that, and also the month before that. Who cares?

They're not fun anymore, there's no magic, they're just annoying.

[pixiefairybloom]

~ 𝕯𝖆𝖗𝖐 𝕮𝖑𝖆𝖎𝖒~

𝔄 𝔉𝔞𝔫 𝔣𝔦𝔠𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫 𝔟𝔢𝔱𝔴𝔢𝔢𝔫 𝔇𝔯𝔞𝔠𝔬 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔄𝔰𝔱𝔬𝔯𝔦𝔞

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Chapter Twenty-Nine: The Game

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Draco's POV

History of Magic was, without question, the dullest class Hogwarts had to offer. Not even the occasional ghostly sigh from Binns could save it. I’d long since mastered the art of pretending to take notes while mentally planning my entire future—or, more often, how to charm Astoria Greengrass into letting me hold her hand in public.

Today, though, I didn’t have to plan anything. She was already playing me.

It started with her quill. She let it slip off the side of her desk with a soft flutter, and before I could offer to get it, she leaned in to reach across me.

Her hand brushed mine.

It was the lightest contact imaginable. Intentional? Impossible to say. She didn’t react. Just retrieved the quill like she hadn’t just short-circuited my entire nervous system.

I swallowed hard and adjusted how I was sitting, suddenly aware of how warm my collar felt. She didn’t look at me. She never did. Not when she was winning.

Two minutes later, our elbows brushed as she shifted in her seat. Again, barely a whisper of contact. Again, she didn’t so much as blink.

I turned my head the slightest bit toward her. She was staring straight at Professor Binns, her expression blank and angelic. I was not fooled.

Oh, she was good.

And I—I was unraveling at the seams.

I tried to focus on Binns’ lecture. Something about goblin rebellions. Or possibly the tax reforms after them? I couldn't tell. My notes were absolute gibberish. Because all I could think about was how Astoria’s fingers were inching closer to mine on the desk.

She wasn’t even writing anymore. Just tracing slow, idle patterns along the edge of her parchment, so close that the tips of our pinkies brushed every time she circled back.

I could feel it happening. The flush starting at the base of my throat and creeping, traitorous, up my neck. I was blushing.

Like a first-year. Like a complete idiot.

I tried to tilt my head to hide it behind my hair. I casually scratched my cheek. I looked anywhere except at her.

And that was when I heard it.

A whisper, soft and smug as a secret:

“You’re very pink, Malfoy.”

I nearly knocked over my ink bottle.

I turned to her slowly. She was still pretending to be focused, but the corners of her mouth were curved ever so slightly upward, and her eyes glittered like she’d just won some silent duel.

I opened my mouth. Closed it. Opened it again.

“Are you—” I tried, my voice lower than I intended. “Are you trying to kill me?”

“No,” she said sweetly. “I’m just sitting here.”

Just sitting there. Right. With her hand now definitely resting against mine, no parchment in the way. No excuses left.

I swallowed the blush. Or tried to. It didn’t work.

By the end of class, I hadn't retained a single fact about goblins. I was certain Binns could’ve announced the end of the world and I wouldn’t have noticed. All I could think about was the press of her fingers, the slight curl of her smile, and the very real danger of what she could do to me with just a touch.

She didn’t need fireworks or grand gestures.

Astoria Greengrass was playing the quiet game.

And Merlin help me, I was losing.

♧

The class ended with the usual scraping of chairs, the slow shuffling of students pretending to care what Binns had said about goblin tax law. I, however, remained seated for a moment longer than necessary, trying to get a handle on my face, which still felt far too hot for comfort.

Astoria stood, quietly gathering her things like nothing had happened—like she hadn’t just spent forty-five minutes systematically dismantling my composure with absolutely no effort at all.

I knew I should have said something smug. Something clever. That was usually my role in our dynamic. But the words caught in my throat because the truth was… I liked it too much.

She started to walk away, slow, unhurried.

I moved on instinct. Scooped up my things and caught up to her in the corridor, falling into step beside her like it was the most natural thing in the world.

“You’re dangerous,” I said under my breath.

She tilted her head slightly. “Dangerous?”

“I could face a Hungarian Horntail and keep a straight face,” I murmured. “But you brush my hand in class and I forget what year it is.”

That earned a laugh. A real one, soft and low. The sound of it curled around my spine.

“You’re very dramatic,” she replied.

“I am dramatic. But don’t pretend you weren’t doing that on purpose.”

She glanced up at me, all wide eyes and infuriating calm. “Doing what?”

I stopped walking. She did too, just barely, her robes swishing slightly as she turned to face me.

I leaned down, just a bit. “You touched my hand five times. Five.”

“I was writing,” she said innocently. “And the desks are quite narrow.”

“You traced circles next to my fingers for ten minutes straight.”

“A habit.”

“You whispered in my ear.”

Her eyes gleamed. “Observation.”

I stared at her, halfway between exasperated and helplessly enchanted. “You’re actually trying to kill me.”

She smiled—genuinely this time—and something in my chest tightened at the sight.

Then, without warning, she reached out and fixed the collar of my robes, smoothing the fabric near my neck with a motion so intimate and effortless that I felt my heart stutter again.

“There,” she said softly. “All composed now.”

I couldn’t even breathe.

She turned and walked away before I could find a single thing to say.

And as I stood there in the middle of the hallway, flushed and flustered and utterly wrecked by one very composed, very quiet girl, I realized two things:

One—Astoria Greengrass was not subtle. She was precise.

Two—I had no chance of surviving this year with my dignity intact.

And, honestly?

I didn’t mind one bit.

_ _ _

[taimio]

Sure! Here’s an improved version of the blog post headline: **A Simple Guide to Growing Beautiful Foxglove in Your Garden** Let me know if you'd like alternative headline options with a different tone (e.g., more technical, playful, or SEO-focused).

Foxglove is a beautiful, fragrant flower that is not only pleasing to the eye, but also beneficial to people. The plant is known to have a sweet, honey-like taste, and can be used to make medicine that helps treat a variety of ailments. It also is a great addition to gardens, adding a colorful touch to your landscape. Foxglove is a wonderful plant to grow, as it provides beauty and medicinal benefits for those who tend to it.

How To Grow Foxglove Without Losing Your Mind (or Your Bees)

The first time I planted foxglove, I thought I’d accidentally summoned a fairy convention in my backyard. Their towering spires and speckled throats looked like nature’s version of stained glass. *Also: the bees acted like they’d found a five-star buffet.*

Foxglove (Digitalis purpurea) is the plant equivalent of a gothic cathedral—tall, dramatic, and quietly poisonous. I learned this the hard way when my dog decided to taste-test a fallen bloom. (She's fine. I'm more traumatized than she is.)

Step 1: Choose the Right Spot

Foxglove likes a little mystery—dappled sunlight is perfect. Too much shade, and they pout. Too much sun, and they crisp up like forgotten toast.

They prefer well-drained soil with a slightly acidic to neutral pH. I once tried planting them in clay soil. Let's just say... they didn’t write back.

Step 2: Sow With Patience (and a Bit of Prayer)

Foxglove seeds are the size of dust mites with commitment issues. Scatter them lightly on the soil surface; *do not bury*—they need light to germinate.

“Foxglove teaches us patience. It blooms in its second year, reminding us that some beauty takes time—and that's entirely okay.”

In the first year, you’ll get a rosette of leaves. The second year? Fireworks. I nearly cried when mine finally bloomed. (Okay, I did cry.)

Step 3: Water Like a Wise Grandmother

Too little water? They sulk. Too much? Root rot. I water mine once a week, more during hot spells, and talk to them like they're old friends from college.

They’re biennial, but if you let them go to seed, they’ll reseed themselves with the enthusiasm of a toddler with glitter. You may never need to plant them again.

A Note on Safety (And Suspicious Pets)

All parts of foxglove are toxic if ingested. This isn’t a light warning—it contains digitalis, a heart medication in prescription form, and a heartbreaker in plant form.

Keep kids and curious animals at a distance. I personally grow mine in raised beds—*beauty above, danger below.*

Final Thoughts: Channel Your Inner Cottage Witch

Growing foxglove isn’t about perfection. It’s about letting wild beauty take root in your life, even if that means waiting a year for the grand debut.

For more on creating a garden that looks like it was curated by woodland spirits, check out my companion guide on .

In the end, foxglove taught me to slow down, embrace messiness, and trust that magic—real, blooming magic—often arrives on its own schedule.

Learn more about gardening with Taim.io!

[thenewnio]

Fantasy OC: Bibi

The magical Renlei Fountain transforms any living creature it touches into a human, regardless of species. The Dragon demonstrates the fountain's power by capturing a honeybee that got separated from its swarm and pouring Renlei water on it, turning it into a human girl and leaving the poor thing utterly confused and mortified. Initially uncomfortable in her newly human body, Bibi joins the good guys in hopes of returning to both her bee form and her hive, only to end up learning that being human is not that bad.

Character Tropes

Adorkable: As both a bee and a human.

Badass Adorable: Slowly but surely Takes a Level in Badass.

Bag of Kidnapping: The Kamen Brothers use this method to kidnap her, planning to take her to Dolph. However it doesn't go as well as planned when the others intervine.

Bemoaning the New Body: After being transformed, Bibi, horrified by her altered appearance, starts freaking out until Keith steps in.

Berserk Button: Destroying flowers or harming bees will cause her to lose her temper.

Damsel in Distress: Sometimes gets herself into dangerous situations.

Emergent Human: Thanks in most part to Keith, Bibi learns almost everything she needs to know about humanity.

Fatal Flaw: Impatience. Her tirelessly waiting around for one of her older sisters is what drove her to leave her swarm cluster, ultimately leading to her abduction and transfiguration into a human. She also often makes rash decisions in an attempt to speed things up that — more often than not — lead to trouble.

Freakiness Shame: Bibi is distraught upon becoming human, but Keith not only doesn't care, he knows she's actually cute in her new form.

Hot in Human Form: Is just as adorable as a human than she is as a bee.

Humanity Ensues: Bibi is transformed by Thiago into a human girl against her will via Renlei Fountain water. The other heroes promise to have her restored somehow.

I Am Not Pretty: Bibi initially thinks of her human self as ugly, due to believing that all humans are hideous, inscrutable entities, but Keith knows otherwise, and make sure she becomes aware of that.

It's All About Me: Tends to be somewhat self-centered sometimes.

Leeroy Jenkins: She's extremely stubborn and impatient, and as a result often runs headlong into a situation without really considering the consequences. This is toned down as she undergoes Character Development.

Morphic Resonance: When she turns into a girl, she keeps the golden tawny hair and large eyes that she had as a honeybee. Due to Magic Pants, the transformation also gives her clothes which match the colors of her bee form.

Mukokuseki: Bibi has very wide and round Moe eyes as a human, which invoke the similar shape of her eyes in her bee form.

Nice Girl: She's a kind individual and a loyal friend overall, though she can be a little cocky and self-absorbed at times.

Not Quite Back to Normal: She at first isn't able to speak the human language, but after being turned into a human and then being transformed back she retains the ability to speak to humans.

Over-the-Shoulder Carry: Once Bibi's been turned into a human, Brooks has to pull a Crisis Catch-and-Carry with this method after one of Mato's fireworks is accidentally set off. Bibi, understandably, isn't too happy about this.

Really Was Born Yesterday: She looks 13 in her human form, but she's really 21 days old at the time of her transformation, having just completed metamorphosis from a larva into a bee. Once transformed she struggles with walking on two legs as much as a toddler, and has to be carried to safety by Brooks.

Ridiculously Cute Critter: Even in her realistically-portrayed honeybee form, she still holds this element of adorableness.

Virtuous Bees: Bibi is an absolutely adorable honeybee who gets transformed into an equally adorable human girl.

Stumbling in the New Form: It takes some time for her to figure out how to walk in a human body. Before learning how to do so, she has to be carried.

Sweet Polly Oliver: After her rescue from the Kamen Brothers, the group has Bibi disguise herself as a regular human boy named Sirocco. It fools everyone but Lola.

Uniqueness Value: After returning to her honeybee form she becomes unique because she's the only worker bee who can both talk to humans and know about love.

What Is This Thing You Call "Love"?: Experiences romantic love for the first time with Keith as a human, since only queen and drone bees have this knowledge. By the end she's the only worker bee to know what love is.

[archived-daydreams]

— First love, late spring.

Summary: what does it feel like, to fall in love with them?

Characters: Jing Yuan, Dan Heng, Gepard, Kafka, Bronya, Serval, Asta x gender neutral reader.

Word count: 1.2 k.

Tags: fluff.

Author’s note: my debut writing for Honkai Star Rail ! I know Jing Yuan hasn’t been released yet, so his part is just personal interpretation; all in all, these are just some sort of little headcanons I wanted to try imagining and writing down, I hope you enjoy <3

Reblog to support your favorite authors ! It helps more than likes.

JING YUAN

Falling in love with the Cloud Knight general feels like returning to a home you still hadn’t realized how much you’d longed for.

His calm presence draws you in, a melodious and crackling hearth beckoning you forward in shades of gold and skies at sundown. To stand beside him could be compared to entering a secret forest, where the moon rises as she kisses the dipping sun on the cheek as they meet at dusk. Birds chirp happily, as if revealing the songs your heart likes to play when you are with Jing Yuan, the heat in your cheeks, a manifestation of the firework embers lighting up the starry twilight. The general puts his arm around your shoulders, bringing your form closer to his, fluffy argent hair tickling the side of your neck.

You lean into him, the sunset looks a little brighter when your lover’s lips graze your temple.

And when his big calloused hand intertwines its fingers with yours, you know with him, anywhere is paradise.

DAN HENG

Scarlet maple forests feel more magical underneath the stars.

In the same way, pieces of every story and memory that constitute the wielder of Cloud-Piercer take form before your eyes as you make your way starwards.

Not one for many words or idle conversation, Dan Heng shows you the emotions he conceals to the public in small actions, starlit fragments only the one who dares to rummage between the layers of crimson leaves will uncover. Shielding you from unexpected enemies, helping you up and down the platform of the express, throwing a blanket over your shoulders when you inevitably pass out on the couch after running around with March… And when, still halfway into your realm of dreams, you call his name, a keen eye may spot on the express gurad’s cheeks some of the carmine usually adrift in the breeze in the autumn months.

Then again, if could be just your sleepy imagination…

Perhaps. is the lingering “what if” echoing on your mind.

GEPARD

The steady rock amidst a tumultuous ocean, relentless waves colliding against its silvery surface, time and time again.

Yet the rock does not yield.

Much in the same way the captain of the Silvermane Guards is your white-hot anchor in the blizzard.

No matter how hurt you are, Gepard stays.

No matter how drained and wasted your last breakup left you, his strong arms embrace you, the biting gales futile against his hold.

And maybe, taking notice of your own (and his) feelings might take you a while.

But Gepard Landau’s heart only knows loyalty.

So he waits.

For you to realize, for the sun to finally shine, and mark the path from you to him.

Because argent tends to reflect the skies, and only when the morning star deigns to shine, can the cobblestones tying you together gleam.

You take a step, and you know Gepard Landau is your only destination.

KAFKA

Exhilarating and with “danger” spelled in boldened capitals, that is how romance with the Stellaron’s Hunter feels.

The rational part of you warned you this was a bad idea, yet, as they say, sometimes, the heart wants what it wants.

Freedom prevailed that night, and your lips met the Interastral Peace Corporation’s most wanted’s.

It could have been the drinks you had, against your better judgment, the sweet intoxication of the alcohol in your system and of the temptation of her, a ticking bomb combination.

But caution is thrown to the wind the moment Kafka wraps her priced coat around your shoulders, her lips sensually whispering in your ear, promises of a million idyllic tomorrows together already tangling in the messy yarn ball of your mind.

But who are you to refuse? Or how could anyone, for that matter? When her painted lips envelop yours under the infinity of the firmament?

BRONYA

Dignified, smart, and the picture perfect image of what a heir should be like.

However, what is hidden beyond that icy facade of flawless poise?

Your sweet lover, a girl who enjoys the sound of tranquil nights and hurried steps by morning, someone who lets herself daydream to the faint music coming from Golden Theater.

A beautiful and enchanting contradiction, a storm of opposites you can’t help but get lost in, from the pretty curls of her lucent hair, to her determined gunmetal gaze.

Who would have thought, you think with a tender smile, as your hands run through her steel moonlit tresses, that you’d get to win the heart of the Heir to the Supreme Guardian of Belebog?

Leaving a soft kiss to the crown of her head, you lay down beside her in bed. With a last look out the window at the slate sky, you close your eyes.

The lyrics to a ballad swirl in your mind, probably coming from Golden Theater.

In the dim light, you find your girlfriend’s hand.

That night, Bronya Rand would be the actress in your oneiric plane, her heart, yours alone.

SERVAL

Electrifying and magnetizing, akin to a violet horizon right before a storm. The thunder in the distance makes your every hair stand on end, yet you can’t help longing for something more.

Afternoons helping Serval out at Neverwinter Workshop always end with you sitting before her, wide smile aglow on your features as she picks up her electric guitar. You always loved the way her sapphire eyes sparkled when she talked about this or that new song she was composing, but actually getting to see her perform for you alone… that’s enough to get you giddy.

Her painted nails strum the cords with ease, each of them bending at the workshop owner’s will, as lightning seems to take command of your heart, its thundering pace and the melody she plays seamlessly dancing to the beat of a fervent tango.

As the sky throws its indigo shawl over the lovers, the blonde gazes at you, a pretty (and unusual) rosy tone on her cheeks, a silent inquire for your thoughts about her new piece.

After all, you’re always the first one to hear every new song she comes up with.

ASTA

The girl who used to dream of naming stars after herself finally found a star that will always orbit around the fiery sun she is.

Her crystalline eyes look up from the papers she was sorting out until moments ago, her lips curving up in a crescent not unlike the one she used to observe, when she spots you.

Two cups of coffee in hand, you sit beside her, your head leaning on her shoulder. Your hand catches hers over the table, prompting her to stop the frantic scribbling of her pen.

And the instant her opalescent gaze meets yours, she is breathless, a nebula the color of her hair spreading through her cheeks. Her pen falls out of her grasp, the words she never seems at a loss for, failing her.

As they do every time when it comes to you.

But who could blame her? When she’d trade every galaxy and celestial body in this universe and the next for a millisecond next to you?

The lead researcher of Herta Space Station closes her notepad.

For now, work can wait.

[sitp-recs]

YES! I love ‘nothing happens but something is happening’ and am dying to see your recs!

Omg thank you so much for indulging me, honey love 🥺💜 convo based on @floydig’s og post!

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[ohayopoko]

🤸🏾‍♂️Fete Love Story🤸🏾‍♂️

Pairing: Eren x ChubbyBlackFem!Reader

Story Playlist: Apple or Spotify

Word count: 17.33k

Warning: 18+ content, dubcon, noncon, degradation :)

Summary: Chubby!Y/n's momma never taught her about stranger danger and Curlyhead!Eren rips her pussy out for being so stupid

Or

Islandbaddie!Y/n can’t take dick and Eren loves training his bitches

Note: I’m smashing Eren smut, Island Baddie culture and a sex training request together in honor of all the carnivals and fetes we’re gonna have in nyc this summer, tunnup!

🎶“‘Top di talkin’, ‘top di fuckery, if yuh wan me yuh fi fuck me!”🎶

A/N: You can either listen to the playlist for the story or you can listen to the song link attached for the first part of the story because it goes with the dancing 💜

Who is this fine ass big bitch throwing bawdy at him like that? She knew she was hot shit, with the way she flipped that long red hair, twirling some strands around her long iced out nail as she made it bounce to the wicked island rhythm that rang in Eren’s ears and battered his chest in. It was a nasty jab-jab fete, the night of j’ouvert and Y/n lost her friends in the crowd. Faceless people threw colored neon powder, mud, and glitter everywhere, and Y/n’s feeling the soca music rattling in her ears and chest, waistline spinning, and soul smiling as she waves her Island flag.

Oh yeah. Eren was on her and the way she backed that ass up on him did all the talking. He came up behind her and the fete is so dark she doesn’t pay attention to his face, not thinking about any of that when he begs her a little whine, catching her waistline and throwing his waistline back.

Everything around them is fast but it’s as if everything slows down and Y/n’s all smiles, excitement, rum, weed, and soca rolling through her veins as she bends over, hands on her knees as she rolls her waistline on her new dance partner. He’s good, cause every time she threw her waistline back he’s winding his waistline to meet her in the middle and it’s such an intoxicating, fervent rhythm they catch. This was the magic of a fete, two strangers coming together and giving each other a good time without a care in the world.

Y/n decides to test him when the music starts pausing and stopping, providing a nasty Caribbean beat. She starts ticking and tocking that waist, her ass rubbing over his crotch and he’s slow to catch her waist at first but when Y/n ticks for the 3rd time he tocks right back and Y/n absolutely has to see the face of the man with such an oiled up waistline putting the work on her. There’s a loud flare, fireworks, and it pops in the night sky as soon as Y/n looks back at her dance partner. He’s white, Y/n’s not expecting that and she’s not sure if it’s the blaze balls or butterflies lighting up her tummy when they lock eyes and his viridian eyes look like they’re glowing when the fete goes dark again, fireworks dying out.

Y/n’s outlined curves call to Eren as Y/n put bawdy on him and he’s never got a whine from a fat girl but fuck, Eren’s determined to manage. He’s touching her now, strong hands running up the middle of her back to grab her shoulder as he whines her, and Y/n’s face gets hot, so she looks away and tries really hard to focus on matching his waistline cause he’s speeding up and she’s not about to lose a whining competition to a Yankee.

He’s getting hard, his dick print rubbing her pussy through the thin pum pum shorts separating them and Y/n feels her pussy getting hot so she works her waistline harder, whining and grinding him. The music scratches up and they know it's the dj getting ready to change the song again, so we do the little jumping and clapping thing to get ready to kill him with the whine.

The song is hype, It’s a bop they’ve been hearing all summer and Y/n barely gets to pelt her waist two times before her friends find her and he melts away into the crowd cause it’s a serious matter on whether they wanna put money up for another 8th. Y/n feels kinda forlorn cause the way that white boy was whining her made her pussy tingle. He’s quickly forgotten when she goes on an adventure through the j’ouvert fete to find a budman to cop the 8th from.

Y/n doesn’t know if she finds him again or if he finds her but they find each other and it’s like a fiery attraction that draws them together and Y/n knows it’s him when she ticks and he tocks and he’s touching her, hands on her waist as he dominates her but Y/n’s a fighter, she’s rolling her waist, she’s pelting her big jiggly ass and she’s killing him with the waistline work right back.

She’s bubbling her ass up on him, throwing her waist back and Eren’s gripping her waist, pelting waist back with enthusiasm and his dick is twitching and throbbing in his shorts from having so many different women grind on it. It’s fun, Y/n’s a challenge and he’s doubting himself but he gets so cocky every time he catches her slick waist and he pelts waist right back.

It’s a game of tennis and Y/n’s getting kinda tired so she holds her ankles and shows him her bacchanal, ass jiggling and bouncing on him and Eren can’t help himself when he claps the top of her ass. This makes your pussy fervently hot and you forget about the dancing, grinding your pussy up against his dick print and he’s holding you, the flesh at the top of your ass dipping under his fingers.

There’s no music, there’s nobody as he grinds back making your clit throb and pussy twitch. Y/n’s pulled back to reality when the music changes again, calling for another pace of whining and her hands are on her knees again she waits until the beat drops something nasty to give it to him and she’s utilizing her waistline, bouncing her ass from side to side as she matches the tempo and he takes it, hands rubbing over the top of her ass, her back, her shoulders as he catches it so effortlessly. Y/n’s face feels hot when his hands venture around the front of her and he’s touching her belly, squeezing her fat.

She’s self-conscious about her tummy, so she grabs his hands and gives him a sweet whine as she stands up, locking their fingers together as she presses her body onto him. When you throw your head back into the crook of his neck Eren’s hands find their way to your tummy again and the music is in your soul, so we let him take us away. Y/n’s hands are roaming him as she whines him, his hands finding her breast as her hands find the flag tucked into his shorts and she feels naughty, yanking it away. Eren laughs a bit in her ear and Y/n’s all smiles when she holds the flag out to see which Island this blessed waistline man was from. It’s a green flag and the words are tumbling out of her mouth before she can stop them, “Which island is this?”

Eren only hears her words because she’s so close and he tells her, “I just liked the color,” Y/n’s nipples are hard pressing through her tank top cause he’s squeezing her breast. “Your flag is pretty though.”

Y/n giggles and spins away from him and Eren’s reaching for her. Y/n takes her Island flag from her waist and gives it to Eren. A bubbly, “Here, be pretty with me.” leaving her lips when he takes it.

The music changes again and everyone starts jumping up, hands and flags in the air as they palance and Y/n still has his flag when the surging of the palancing takes her away. Eren’s mind is blown and he wants bawdy from you again. Nobody compares as the fete goes on and Eren doesn’t run into Y/n again until it’s a slow vibe.

She still has his flag when her friends leave to get food and he still has her flag when he spots her and neither cares about getting them back. Y/n’s smiling at him, taking his hand and pulling him closer and they fuse. Eren can’t tell where he ends and where you begin it feels the same, it feels good. Y/n’s giving him a slow whine, rocking back into him. He’s touching you and you let him cause you know you’re goodas. Plus, he’s managing so well.

“What’s your name?”

Y/n tells him her name, eyes closed as she enjoys the fun. Eren tells her his name and she rolls it on her tongue, giggling at the way it sounds with her accent. Y/n’s friends are back now and it’s comical when she demands they feed her the oxtails because she’s too busy whining Eren. Y/n makes her friends feed Eren some oxtails too, insisting he needs energy if he planned on going to the after-party.

“That was fun,” Y/n tells him with a happy smile on her pretty face when she sees him at the store after the fete. He’s buying papers and Y/n doesn’t know why that strikes a chord in her but she’s fancying him a lot now.

He has a splotch of blue powder on his forehead and his hair is pulled back, his baby hairs are stained blue and Y/n likes the way his baby hairs fall in small ringlets into his face. Y/n can tell his hair is actually brown because the big curly mess of a bun atop his head is the only part not stained with blue powder. It’s cute, his curls give him a feral, untamed look but Y/n thinks it’s sexy. He still has her flag tied around his neck and Y/n can’t look away from his rock-hard stomach. How’d he get it like that?

“Yeah, it was a vibe.” Eren casually replies, picking his rolling papers up off of the counter. He offers her a shy smile, rubbing his neck and she grins at him when he adds a “You were amazing,”

Y/n spreads her arms and shimmies her shoulders. “Pure yaardie, wahgwan?”

Eren laughs at that and she looks so pretty all of a sudden and Y/n realizes the mood shifts when his viridian eyes are gazing into her, hand on his neck as he looks her over. She's dirty too, powder and glitter staining her all over, smearing her face and Eren guesses she had been at the fete longer than him. The way your breast pressed out of your tank top calls to Eren and he licks his lips, eyes on your tummy deliciously peeking out of the bottom of your tank top. Y/n has waist beads too and they’re pink, sitting under her hips and dipping under her belly fat, resting on her fat front and Eren likes it. She’s fire.

Y/n notices he’s really looking at her and she feels a bit conscious, face getting hot and she looks away, addressing the Ock behind the counter, asking for papers too.

“You smoke?” Eren asks her, smirking a little when she looks at him with a sheepish smile.

“Yeah, I’m about to match my friends,” They were gonna bitch for how long you were taking, but this felt nice so Y/n took her time paying. “I’m also gonna pop out to the after-party, see what that’s all about.”

“What are you doing after that?”

Y/n offers him a little shrug, picking her papers up off of the counter. “I feeling to sleep, mi tired like dog.”

Eren chuckles at that and he likes the way her accent made her words seem sweeter. “So, sleep with me.” He’s serious and Y/n feels all the air in her lungs disappear, eyes widening as she sets him with a look.

“Wait, deadass?” She takes a step closer to him and Eren can’t help the boyish grin that lights up his face when she says, “Cause I’ll really do it bestie,”

Eren snickers as he reaches out and swipes at the orange powder splotch on her cheek before he asks her, “What’s your number?” Y/n watches as he inspects it before rubbing his fingers together. “I’ll scoop you.”

One of Y/n’s friends comes into the bodega and she’s rushing Y/n, chewing her ass out for taking so long and Y/n pulls her phone from her big breast and Eren’s surprised he didn’t even notice it. He likes it though and all of a sudden he finds himself wondering just how big those things were.

“Give me your number,” Y/n’s chubby thumbs are poised over her keyboard, looking at Eren expectantly. “I’ll call you,”

Eren’s still staring at her breast when he starts giving her the number but his eyes flow up her chest to her neck, locking on her juicy lips. He liked the shape of your lips, something about it was so dainty. Eren watches her go. Y/n walks so bouncily like she walks like it’s zero gravity- it’s sexy and those pum pum shorts hugged her ass so tight and fuck, baby girl has jello. Eren can’t look away. She’s gone after that, throwing him a little smile before she disappears out of the door with her friend.

It’s late when Y/n calls and Eren fumbles to pause the Hulu he’s watching on his laptop to answer her call with a breathless “Hey?”

Y/n’s giggle travels through his phone and makes his chest feel light. “Wahgwan, bestie?”

Eren scrunches up his eyebrows as he thinks of a response to her patois(pat-wah) and Y/n laughs when he says, “Day ya so?” cause he sounds confused but she knows he means “Deh yah suh, (I’m chilling),”

Y/n gets right to the point, her accent tickling his ears as she spoke into the phone. “Ya nah guh invite mi come ah yuh yard? (You’re not gonna invite me over?)”

“Oh shit, yeah,” Eren jumps up from his sitting position and grabs his car keys. “Where are you? I’m coming right now.”

He comes to get her from the after party and Y/n’s warm brown skin is covered from head to toe in a rainbow of powders, glitter on her ass, her chest, and her back and her powder stained red hair has different colored feathers when she gets into the car.

“You’re not tired?” Eren questions, eyes rolling up and down Y/n’s body as he looks her over and Y/n gasps, eyes widening with feign surprise and she playfully swats his shoulder saying a dramatic, “No!” Eren thinks he’s offended her but when Y/n puts up a peace sign, a bright smile lighting up her face he knows everything is alright. “Me love whine like mi love mi madda cook food! (I love dancing like I love my mom’s cooked food)”

Eren laughs at that and she’s picking feathers from her hair as he pulls off. He steals glances at her in the rearview mirror and she’s so cute, sitting there looking with this unbothered, innocent look on her pretty face. She’s picking feathers from her hair and inspecting them before tucking them back into her hair.

It’s quiet for a while as Eren drives and Y/n’s curious about his circumstances. “Hey,” She says, calling his attention from the road for a second. “What’s somebody like you doing’ at j’ouvert?”

Eren hums at that cause he doesn’t really have a straight answer, it’s a lot of reasons why he was at j’ouvert but he gives her a simple answer. “I just like to party.”

“Ohhh,” Y/n makes a big show of humming out the word and Eren shoots her a look when she resonates it in her throat, looking at him with a goofy grin.

“What?”

“Nothin’,”

“No,” Eren insists with a playful smile on his lips as he rolls the steering wheel, turning a corner. “Tell me,”

Y/n’s bursting at the seams and she explodes with praise, her accent making Eren blush a little. “Yuh can whine good, big up yourself!” She’s clapping, giving him a round of applause, and Eren’s laughing away his embarrassment. “You understood the assignment, sir! Waistline? Wicked! Wig? Snatched! Hotel?-”

“-Trivago!” Eren says the last word with her and Y/n’s all hype, laughing and clapping her hands cause she’s never clicked with someone this well, especially under these circumstances.

She’s doing the most, being loud as hell in his car and for some reason Eren loves it, he loves her vibe.

“He’s cultured?!” Y/n turns away and Eren’s trying to keep his eyes on the road, stealing glances as she talks to herself. “He’s cultured bitch, what the fuck we gon do? You’re supposed to be the funny one!”

“I just watch a lot of Tiktok,” Eren interjects and he has this boyish smile on his face when Y/n turns to look at him and she’s smiling too.

“You do? What’s your handle so I can send you spam,” She pulls her phone from her titties again and Eren doesn’t miss it, the way she pulls it out like a party trick.

“Jaegerbacon,”

“Yegabacon?” Y/n questions and her confusion is clear, her eyes squinting up.

“Jaegerbacon,” Eren says again, glancing at her before he makes another turn. “There’s an underscore before bacon, though,”

Y/n doesn’t wanna seem stupid like she can’t spell or some shit so she tries to sound it out in the TikTok search bar and nothing came up for ‘yeger_bacon’.

“Nothings coming up,”

“How are you spelling that shit?” Eren’s question comes out with a teasing chortle, his small laugh gleeful and Y/n rolls her eyes when he says, “I get a stroke every time somebody misspells my name, I swear.”

“Then you type it in,” She shoves her phone at Eren, pouting and turning her head away and they’re coming up to a stoplight so he takes it, one hand on the steering wheel as he quickly types in his TikTok handle. He taps his profile before he hands the phone back to Y/n. Ya bitch was way off cause his handle was ‘jaeger_bacon’, not ‘yeger_bacon’.

Eren doesn’t post on TikTok and he has like twenty-six followers so Y/n makes it twenty-seven, tapping the follow button. Eren’s phone is in the cupholder between them and it buzzes when it lights up.

“So,” Eren begins as he pulls up to his apartment complex. “What are you tryna get into?” Y/n waits until he parks the car and pulls the key out of the ignition before sitting back in his seat, eyes on her.

“How yuh mean, babes? (What do you mean, baby?)” She questions him right back but the flirty look in her pretty brown eyes tells Eren she’s playing games.

“I’m with whatever,”

“Yuh wan ramp wid me? (You wanna play with me?)

“Yeah, we can play.” Eren’s in the mood to fuck, not to play games but she’s so slick with it so he matches her energy, a mischievous smirk growing on his lips.

Y/n’s flustered by this. The sudden change of his usually calm face made her pussy hot and Y/n’s looking at him and Eren’s looking at her and it’s cute when she breaks character, her dainty lips grinning and Y/n’s moving, getting out of the car throwing a honeyed, “Come, leh we go.” back at him.

Eren lives by himself, at least that’s how it looks when he holds the door for her, and she walks in, eyes flitting around and taking everything in. For someone who liked to party his place is immaculately clean, everything put away neatly, and Y/n respects that, taking off her shoes at the door. Eren closes the door behind her and he takes off his shoes too.

“Can I get you anything?” He’s tossing his keys onto the marble island as he walks around and Y/n follows him.

“A shower?” She laughs nervously, looking around as he leads her down the hallway. It looks like a basic one-bedroom apartment from the layout and Y/n’s feeling it. Cute, likes to party, and lives by himself? Okay, we could get with that.

Eren stops at the bathroom door and he opens it for her. “I figured,” he’s looking at her again and Y/n feels his cool green gaze on her ass as she walks past him into the bathroom. The bathroom’s clean too and he has a green shower curtain. When Y/n turns to face him he’s still looking at her and she’s sheepish when she says, “Thanks.”

Eren’s eyes are slow to meet her own and it’s only because he likes the way her titties sit up on her chest. “Hot water is right,”

Y/n nods, looking around the bathroom one last time and he closes the door after that. She couldn’t help but notice he hasn’t made a move yet and Y/n likes that. He seems respectful, at least. Washing the fete from her body felt so relaxing and Y/n realizes just how tired she is, how much her feet and back hurt from dancing all night. She only feels it though, she doesn’t hear it cause her mind’s already thinking about what she’s gonna wear to the next fete.

“Yeah,” Eren doesn’t have any t-shirts big enough to fit her. “Sorry.”

“It’s not your fault,” Y/n isn’t surprised though, wrapping the towel tighter around her body. “This does the job too.” She’s light-hearted, grinning up at Eren when he looks down at her.

“Hm.” The towel’s small too and he can see up her thigh but that’s it. “It does.”

“Yeah,”

“Take it off.”

Y/n takes a step back, looking at Eren like he’s crazy. “What?” She’s smoothing the towel out now. “I can’t.”

“Why?” Eren comes closer and Y/n’s so busy smoothing the towel she doesn’t realize Eren’s plucked it open until her titties are falling out and Y/n jumps, holding the towel to her body as she turns away.

“I never said you could look!” Her face is hot, she’s flustered as she clutches the towel to her chest and Eren’s touching her now, his hands are on her waist and Y/n feels his body, warm, against her back.

“Can I look?” He’s calm, patient and his voice sends shivers over her skin. He’s really close, so close Y/n feels his dick pressing her ass and her pussy gets hot, but she’s adamant.

“No.”

“Then let me touch,” Eren’s hands are roaming and it feels nice, so she lets him. Eren pulls Y/n into his body, hands wandering up her sides and cupping her breast. Her titties are big, spilling out of his hands and Eren squeezes them, his thumbs stroking the outlined peaks of her nipples through the towel. Y/n feels her pussy getting all heavy and Eren nuzzles his nose into her neck, breathing her in as his hands trail down her hips and she says a small, “Oh,” when Eren’s hands find their way under the towel.

Her body feels soft, she smells good and Eren likes how squishy she is and he’s uttering a soft, “I’m gonna fuck you up,” into her ear as he squeezes her tummy.

“Don’t tek your eyes and pass me,” It’s quiet, a wavering hot breath pushed past her dainty lips, and Y/n’s pussy’s thumping now and she’s forgotten all about the towel.

“You sound confident,” Eren cups her breast again and the towel falls to her hips when he starts massaging them. “Almost.”

“Boy, fuck you.” It doesn’t come out sassy like she intends, it’s a pleased sigh, a moan and she feels butterflies in her tummy when he presses a kiss on her neck.

“Fuck me?” Eren’s humming in her ear and Y/n squirms a bit, her pussy getting wet as Eren toys her breast. “Hm. You can try.”

“I’ll ruin your life,” She realizes the towel’s gone and she moves to grab it again but Eren stops her, his arm under her big breast as he pulls the towel from between them, tossing it aside.

“Come sit on this dick,” Eren lets her go and Y/n turns around to see him pulling his dick out and fuck, he’s slanging. He’s driving a donkey dick and Y/n’s never had one of those before. Eren flops onto the bed and he’s waiting for Y/n, a smug look on his handsome face as he says, “Ruin my life.”

Y/n’s unsure for a second, hesitating at the mere length of Eren’s fat dick. I mean, it seems proportional cause he has big feet- right? She comes closer and Eren likes the way she walks, one foot in front of the other and he sees her toes are done and it’s his favorite color on a bitch, pink.

It’s more intimidating up close and Y/n doesn’t mean to look into his eyes but she does and Eren reaches out, fingers grazing her pudgy tummy. “Sit,”

Y/n feels her pussy thumping again and it’s wet, pussy juice leaking down into the crooks of her thighs and Eren’s relaxed gaze doesn’t leave her as she turns around. The sight of her, curves, back rolls, ass and all, it’s new and Eren kinda likes it, he’s reaching out to touch her anywhere he could as she backs her plushy thighs and her fat ass up on his dick.

Eren hums a soft, “Sit down girl,” as his hand slides down the middle of her back and rests at the top of her ass. He feels the heat wafting off her pussy on the tip of his dick and Eren has to know if her insides are just as delicious as her outsides. He’s encouraging her, spreading his fingers out over the top of her ass and gently guiding her downwards. Y/n braces herself, hands on Eren’s knees as he lays back to receive her. Her pussy’s already wet and she feels warm around Eren’s dick as he slides between her pussy lips.

“Mhm, just like that,” Eren’s leaning back, rubbing the top of her ass and her pussy’s so wet he easily pierces her little pussy hole, and Y/n quints her pussy up, she hisses. She sucks a sharp breath between her teeth and she’s gripping his knees. Eren’s humming his approval, he’s squeezing the top of one of her ass cheeks, he’s stroking her ass crack with his thumb and he’s sliding up into her pussy.

Eren’s stuffing her pussy up, Y/n’s holding her breath as he opens her up and her tummy explodes with pain, bringing her to a hesitating stop. What the fuck did we get ourselves into? Eren’s already stabbing her pussy in and she isn’t even in his lap yet and Y/n’s scared. Her pussy hole is burning, it’s stretching like it’s never stretched before and Eren loves how she grips his dick. She’s such a fiery little bitch and her pussy’s too fucking tight, he wants to, has to feel all of her.

“Sit down,” Eren’s impatient and he moves his hips into her, he sends his fat dick up inside her, and Y/n jumps at the pain. She drags her tight pussy up his dick and he chases her. Eren’s got a grip on her ass as he yanks her down, he keeps her little pussy hole open around his dick and she feels so hot inside, she feels so soft. He was right.

Y/n’s whole body is tense, Eren sees her fat trembling and she’s quinting her pussy up as her toes writhe against the floor. She didn’t have enough pussy for him, but he’s taking it from her, he’s in her tummy and Y/n can’t coordinate her body. Eren manipulates her easily, he releases his grip on her ass cheek when he pushes her forward and he grips her ass cheek, hard, when he yanks her back. Y/n hisses as Eren stretches her out and she whines a small, “Oh fuck, babes” when he’s in her tummy again.

Eren gives her a little break, he lets her sit her big soft ass in his lap but he still can’t leave her sweet pussy alone. He’s digging her out, he’s rocking his hips up into her and Y/n feels her pussy drooling around his dick, his lap is wet and Eren’s enjoying the fuck outta her good pussy.

He’s rearranging her guts, Y/n’s squirming in his lap, she’s moving her waist, her hips every which way as she tries to get used to the feeling of him inside of her. She tries to relax her pussy when she moves this way but it hurts so she quints her pussy up and moves that way and Eren’s encouraging her, he’s rocking up into her pussy and he’s fucking her now. Both of Eren’s hands are on the top of her ass, he’s moving his hips under her and he’s winding her belly out.

Y/n feels lightning frying her pussy, her clit and it shoots up into her brain, she freezes up and Eren likes that, he takes advantage of that and he gives her pussy slow, rough strokes. He rocks Y/n’s body, he makes her shake every time he tears up into her pussy and her thighs are trembling, she’s quinting her pussy up real tight but it’s no match for Eren’s leg.

She’s whining, she’s groaning sweet “Ahh”’s for him and her fingers are squeezing around Eren’s knees. She’s just letting out air, she’s not breathing and her eyes are wide as Eren slides out of her. He relaxes his body back onto the bed and Y/n sucks in a deep breath, gasping, realizing she wasn’t breathing. Eren claps her ass with both of his hands and he grabs her jiggling flesh, he pulls her back onto his dick and it's so sudden, so abrupt, Y/n doesn’t have time to adjust when he hits a new angle and her pussy squishes as she cries out and quints her pussy up around him again.

Eren lets out a pleased sigh, he’s rubbing her ass cheeks with both of his hands as she puts bawdy on him. She’s sitting on top of his dick, her big ass cheeks are resting on his lower tummy and she’s such a fire bitch, she’s putting it all on him. Eren manages, he’s managing so well and Y/n’s panting when he starts rocking up into her again. He’s hitting her core, he’s stabbing out her middle and he’s such a little shit about it.

“I’m not ruining your life?” Eren strokes her again, smug when he sees her body tensing up as he presses up into her pussy. “Am I?” He doesn’t let her answer, he rocks his hips to shut her up and Y/n’s starting to cream, her pussy’s starting to squelch but the sounds are muffled by her plushy thighs and her fat ass.

Eren’s tearing out her belly bottom, giving her all the dick he can and fuck, this was fun, tearing Y/n’s pussy up was fun. He doesn’t give her the chance to run. Eren grabs her waist beads and pulls them tight, wrapping them around her waist as he strokes her pussy out. Y/n’s pulling against her waist beads, her tummy’s pooling with fire, and her body’s tense as Eren puts that dick up in her. Her pussy hole’s burning, stinging and her tummy’s starting to hurt, dragging a hot, “Aah,” from her lips every time he strokes her.

She’s breathing fast and hard, panting as she tries to take his persistent, pussy-aching strokes. Everything smells like him, the air, the room, the sweat on her body and he’s intoxicating, he’s all over her. Eren’s having fun, he’s breathing slow and hard, he’s whining her pussy out and he’s in heaven. The way her strong pussy choked him was heaven. Y/n’s waist beads burst open and she falls forward, ripping her pussy clean off of Eren’s dick.

She has to put her hands out to save her face from the floor and Eren likes the view when he sits up. He’s tilting his head to get a good look at her pussy and its fat, her lips are beefy and Eren’s never seen a pussy so fat, so pretty, he’s intrigued. Y/n doesn’t move, she’s hoping if she leaves her ass in the air her pussy will stop burning, but it’s not working she doesn’t do well with pain and Eren hasn’t even checked on her to see if she was okay.

“Ah coulda dead just now! (I could have died just now!)” Y/n’s accent sounds sweeter when she’s mad, she’s snapping back at Eren as she sits back on her legs, turning her head to glare at him. “And look yuh bruk mi waist beads! (You broke my waist beads)”

Her words are correct, they’re worded wrong though, but Y/n speaks so confidently, so sure, and damn, she looks so tasty, her ass looks so fat when she sits it like that and Eren wants her all over again. “You’re sexy when you’re mad.” He’s got her when she gets flustered, turning back around to avoid looking at him. “Come over here,”

Her red hair is long, flowing down her back and kissing the floor when she shakes her head, letting out a little “No.”

“You don’t want me to come over there, so c’mere.”

“Ah seh no, (I said no)”

”Okay, you want me to come over there,” Eren’s getting up now, slipping his feet out of his pants, and in a second he’s looming over Y/n. He’s touching her shoulder, fingers grazing her skin as he walks around her and when Y/n looks up his dick is in her face. Y/n gulps, pretty brown eyes locked on the underside of Eren’s dick and it looks so big, so juicy she sits up and licks the tip of his dick. Her pussy juice tastes good and Y/n’s licking her lips, meeting Eren’s low, green gaze.

“Yummy, right?,” Eren’s voice is soft when it reaches her ears and he’s pushing her red hair out of her face. Y/n nods up at him, her dainty lips are shiny with saliva and soft to the touch. “You want more don’t you?”

Eren’s pulling her chin, guiding her mouth to his dick and she answers, opening her mouth to receive him. Her lips stretch around his dick as he pushes it in and Eren sighs a “Good girl,” when he feels the warmth of the back of her throat. Y/n’s stush with it though, a loud ‘pop!’ sounding in the bedroom when she pulls back and sits back on her legs, and damn, she’s such a sexy little bitch, sitting there licking her lips up at him like that.

Eren snaps his fingers and he points to his dick and Y/n wants to be his good girl again, so she gets on her knees. She runs her soft chubby hands up his thighs as she opens her mouth and Eren’s looking down at her, he looks displeased until she swallows his dick.

Y/n closes her eyes so she doesn’t see when Eren’s lips part as he lets out a heavy breath and she’s throating him. She really wants to be his good girl again, the way he said it made her pussy flutter and twitch something yummy. Eren sucks in a breath of air when she starts slobbing on his knob, bobbing her head back and forth, side to side as her throat stroked him and Eren gives it to her, breathing out a low, “You’re such a good girl right now,”

Y/n’s pussy preens at this and she’s satisfied, pulling back from Eren’s dick but before her lips leave him Eren’s fingers are in her hair, pulling her warm mouth around his dick again. “Uh uh,” Eren doesn’t stop until her lips are brushing his crotch and Y/n can’t breathe, he’s choking her. “Don’t stop now, eat that dick up, justtt like that.”

Eren chokes her for a few more seconds and Y/n’s pretty brown eyes start to tear up, her vision getting blurry. She’s thankful, gagging when he pulls his dick out of her mouth but Eren hushes her up, ramming his dick into her throat again and it sends shivers up his spine when her teeth graze him. He rips it out again and Y/n’s gasping, eyes on the floor as saliva dribbles down her chin and she’s trying not to throw up.

Eren’s smug as he lets go of her hair. He doesn’t leave her alone, he still doesn’t leave her alone and he’s so disrespectful with it. Eren places two fingers on Y/n’s forehead and he pushes her head back and when Y/n looks up at him he slides his dick into her mouth again.

“Relax,” His tip is brushing the back of her throat, and Y/n swallows, fluffy lashes fluttering as she tries to open her mouth wider around Eren so her teeth won’t hurt him. “Squeeze your thumbs,”

Y/n doesn’t squeeze her thumbs, she’s too focused on keeping her oxtails and liquor down. Eren starts stroking her throat, pulling his dick out, and shoving it back in and he likes the sounds her mouth makes, it’s as if she wants to talk but Eren rams her words back down her throat every time. Y/n’s getting louder around his dick and with every flick of his hips Eren cuts her off and she’s pushing against his hips, trying to shove him away but her mouth feels so good, her throat feels like heaven too.

“You’re gonna eat this dick up today. Move your hands,” Eren rams his dick in her throat, holding her head there and Y/n’s shaking, her pussy’s throbbing, and Eren’s fucking up her lace while he fucks her face. “I said move your hands, bitch.”

Y/n can’t breathe, she can’t keep her eyes open and Eren groans a small, “Fuck,”, rocking his hips in earnest when her nose starts leaking. Her throat feels numb and her pussy feels so heavy between her legs. What was Eren doing to her? Y/n pushes against him and his tan skin dips her fingers until his strokes slow down enough for her to take control and Y/n starts bobbing her head. She’s taking him in all the way, pressing her big lips to his crotch cause she notices he likes it that way.

Eren lets her, low green eyes gazing down at her and she’s doing so well, she doesn’t need his help anymore. He doesn’t know how Y/n does it with no teeth, but she does and she’s such a-

“-Good girl,” It’s drawn out, heavy as it falls from Eren’s lips. “Such a good fuckin girl, look at you, learning table manners.” Her mouth feels like a wet, warm vacuum and she’s slurping his dick up, spitting him out, and slurping him up all over again. She’s going to work on that boy, her chubby fingers closing around the base of his dick as she sucks him in again and Eren utters a slow, “Fuckkk, how’s it taste?”

It sounds like she’s beatboxing on his dick, lips squeezing, sucking around him and Y/n looks so happy, eyes closed as she sucks him up and Eren’s so proud of her, telling her how much of a good girl she is. He’s a mindfuck, saying slick shit and then praising her all in the same breath but Y/n loves it, her pussy loves it and he’s leaking into her mouth, gifting her his yummy pre-cum and Y/n wants more, he tastes so good.

Eren doesn’t wanna cum before he gets a chance to break her pussy in, so he gets stingy with his dick. He wraps his fingers in her red hair and yanks her head back, pulling her mouth off of his dick. Y/n’s hands are still on his dick, her pretty brown eyes are on Eren, and her tongues hanging out of her mouth. God, this bitch was fire, She’s so pretty gazing up at him like that, drooling over his dick like that.

“Get on the bed,” Eren’s pulling her hair upwards and Y/n doesn’t want him to pull her wig off and her knees are shaky as she rises to her feet. He thinks she’s so pretty as she sniffles and wipes her nose and Eren’s hand is on the back of her neck, pulling her in for a kiss. She lets him in, lips parting as they connect and Eren licks his tongue into her mouth and Y/n’s eager, her tongue racing to twirl Eren’s tongue and he squeezes her by the scruff as the kiss gets sloppy.

Y/n’s keeping up with him, swirling her tongue when he swirled his tongue, licking his tongue when he licked her tongue, sucking on his tongue when he stuck it out and Eren moans into the kiss, his grip on her scruff relaxing when she starts to play with his dick. She’s tonguing him, toying him, fingers wrapped around his dick just right as she strokes him.

“You know ah who me? (Do you know who I am?)” Y/n breaks the kiss, words hot on his lips as she runs her thumb over the tip of Eren’s dick before he strokes him again. “Easy yuh hand when you ah touch me, (Be gentle with me)” Eren’s met his match and he can’t look away, nodding his head before he kisses her again and Y/n makes it short, giving him a single smooch before she moves to get on the bed.

She’s holding his hand, she’s leading him behind her and Eren eagerly follows. He’s rubbing her sides, his fingers are getting lost in her rolls and then he’s rubbing her thighs as she gets on the bed. Her pussy looks so fat and pretty, it looks so soft, so wet and Eren has to touch it. He’s stroking his thumb between her fat pussy lips and Eren knows he’s found her clit when she starts arching her back. Y/n’s busting it open for him, she’s making her big ass shake and Eren’s running his hands over her ass, he’s coveting her and Y/n can’t move anymore when he presses her arch deeper.

Eren’s got her right he wants her and Y/n feels his dick poking at her pussy lips as he lines it up with her hole. Eren doesn’t miss, he sinks right in and Y/n starts pushing her pussy out, she starts pushing against him as he makes her little pussy hole open wide. He’s got her pussy stuffed and Y/n’s tummy feels heavy, her pussy’s split open on his dick, and Eren shudders, he lets out a heavy breath cause her pussy feels so good, her body feels so soft against his own.

It’s overwhelming, he’s overwhelming her and the bed smells like him too. Y/n’s still trying to squirm but Eren’s pressing down on her, he’s pressing into her and Eren can’t take his eyes off of her, he’s enthralled with the way her pussy grips him as he pulls his dick out. Y/n hopes he’ll be nice, but he’s not, he rams back into her and she screams, she whines and she’s twisting her body in Eren’s hands but he holds her down. Y/n knows it’s coming again when he pulls out and her hole’s burning, it’s furiously gripping his dick and she’s trying to defend her pussy.

“Where the fuck are you going?” Eren wrecks her, he stabs her little pussy in, and Y/n’s paralyzed again, she’s trembling but she stays still and Eren drags her body straight, he grabs her big jello ass, he yanks it into the air and he presses a wicked arch into her back.

Eren doesn’t take his dick out of her, he keeps her stuffed as he quickly takes off his shirt and tosses it aside. He’s about to kill this bitch and Y/n’s shivering, her skin’s dancing as he carefully places his hands on her pillowy ass and he’s gentle. He squeezes her fat, he rubs wide arches into her ass cheeks until he’s gripping her hips. She’s filling his hands, he’s got his thumbs pressed into her arch, and Eren ruins her life. He rips his dick out and Y/n doesn’t have any time to adjust, Eren starts drilling her pussy and he’s not playing with this bitch, not anymore.

“Ohh!” Y/n’s mouth falls open and she’s drooling on his sheets and her head hurts, “Uhhh,” her world is spinning and Eren kills her, he’s pounding her and Eren loves the muffled sound her ass makes when it claps, he loves the way it jiggles every time he connects with her.

“Hush the fuck up,” Eren’s command is rough, his breath is hot, and his green gaze doesn’t leave her pretty black pussy as he batters it in. “Hush that shit up,”

“Uh, Uh, Ah, Ah,” Y/n doesn’t shut up, it’s the only part of her body she has control of and her toes are curling up she’s sinking in her back even more, she’s trying to run and it’s a mistake. Eren hits a new angle and he’s cutting her pussy in places she never even knew it had. “Aaah! Aa! Aa!”

“What did I say?” Eren gives her pussy a rough stab and Y/n gives him a sweet, slurred, “Aaah,” and Eren’s grabbing at her red hair, “Give me your fucking wig,” he’s wrapping his hand around in it and he yanks Y/n up off of the bed by her head.

She’s staring at the ceiling, her body’s shaking, and her pussy’s twitching and she’s mewling “Na, Ah, Na,”, she’s trying to move her head so Eren doesn’t pull her wig up.

“Gimme this fuckin’ wig, bitch.” Eren sends a rough shot into her pussy when he yanks her head back. Y/n’s putting all her faith in her ghostbond, she’s gripping the sheets and she’s trying to take it. Eren’s beating her pussy down, he’s making her ass clap, and Y/n’s pussy’s squelching in return, it’s opening wide and creaming up and down his dick. The way her body’s jiggling, shaking entrances Eren and he forgets all about her hair, he has to touch her again and Y/n’s head pitches forward when he grabs her ass again.

He’s so disrespectful, Y/n never expected this and she’s running, she’s clawing her way up the bed and Eren doesn’t let her drag her good pussy off his dick, he digs his fingers into her sides as he yanks her back and Y/n kicks at him, she’s scared but her pussy’s still hot, it’s still stuffed and Eren’s tired of her games.

“Get your fat ass back over here,” Eren growls, fingers digging into the top of Y/n’s fat jello ass, yanking her body back as he gives her pussy a rough, long dick stroke. Y/n’s gripping at the sheets, running, turning her body every which way but Eren’s not having that, he’s beating her little pussy up, he’s stabbing her womb out and Y/n sounds like she’s crying when she forces air out of her lungs.

Y/n finds her voice, she sucks in as much air as she can and she sounds so deliciously distressed when she cries out, “Hollon deh! Oh, gad! (Hold on, oh, god!)” Y/n’s trying to shift her body forward, trying to drag her creaming pussy off of his dick. “Wait nuh babes!”

“You talked all that shit,” Eren’s in love with the way her back fat ripples as he beats her slobbering pussy down, the way her ass jiggles in his hands, and God, why didn’t anyone ever tell him fat girls were the wave? “Ain’t no running now, get this fuckin’ nut.”

‘There’s no reason his dick should be so long,’ Y/n's thinking, panicking, face scrunching up more and more every time Eren throws his dick up in her belly. ‘Why’s it so long?’

Eren slips up, enjoying that pussy so much and her back looks so soft, her rolls are calling to his hands and his fingers aren’t gripping her ass anymore, they’re running up her back, getting lost in her softness and Eren’s panting, sending shot after shot into her yummy pussy. She’s not arching, she’s stiff, tummy tense, and her pussy’s cramping up and Y/n runs again, dragging her pussy clean off of his dick as she flops onto the bed. She was so warm, so hot and Eren felt cold, he’s breathing hard as his cream-stained dick bobs against his tummy.

“Can’t we take a break?” Y/n moans helplessly into the sheets when Eren’s on her again, hands running up her legs and over her plushy thighs as he gets on the bed with her.

“No.” Eren’s answer is soft, it’s curt as he worships her ass, hands rubbing circles into her hot brown flesh. “Why you acting like you can’t take dick?” Eren claps her ass, hard.

“Your dick,” Y/n’s breathless when she lifts her hips a little, her ass stinging and Eren sees her fat pussy lips are covered in cream. “Stop all the talking, fuck me,” Eren utters as he grips the bottom of her ass, using his thumbs to spread her cheeks and he sucks in a deep breath and his mouth is watering.

“I can’t” Y/n buries her face in the bed and she’s hot all over as she babbles, “I can’t, I can’t, can’t,”

Eren’s domestic abuse to her pussy was deliciously evident. Her little hole looks swollen, it’s dripping, twitching and Eren can’t help himself, he gets on top of her and Y/n feels it when he mates her again, stretching her hole out and filling her pussy up inch after inch. She feels full like she’s going to burst and Eren leans down, planting kisses on her shoulder as he pushes up into her soft spot. Y/n’s whining now, she’s trying to look back at him and she’s drooling on the bed, her toes are curling as Eren whispers a soft, “I’ll teach you,”

God, he still has dick for her and Y/n lets out a hot, “Haaah Ow, Fuckkk” as her pussy takes all Eren has to offer. Her pussy’s so good, so soft and it’s tight, but it feels full too, her insides are pressing around him, sucking him in. There’s nowhere to run, Eren’s on top of her, his hands are trapping her in but Y/n still spreads out under him, tooting her ass up a little bit to relieve the aching pain of him stabbing her in. He’s not having that though, he presses himself back up into her juicy pussy, and Y/n whines again, hot and breathy when Eren starts stroking her pussy out and he’s working a slow, rough, rhythm. He’s ramming up into her pussy and slowly pulling out before roughly slamming into her again.

“Stay still,” Eren’s words dance over her skin, they make her clit tingle as she starts to squirm and when she listens, relaxing again he gives her another stroke. Y/n feels his tummy moving against her ass, his balls rubbing her clit and she closes her eyes, trying to let Eren in her pussy.

“Good girl,” Eren sounds pleased, nuzzling his nose into her neck and kissing her skin. Y/n doesn’t remember him putting on a condom but it’s too late now, he’s in her back and she’s forgetting how to breathe.

“It’s…” Y/n holds her breath when Eren strokes her and then she breathes a shaky, “It’s too.. too-”

“-I know,” She’s starting to cream again and Eren’s sliding up into that pussy so easily. Y/n feels her pussy getting hot and it still kinda hurts but he’s itching her soo good and she’s relaxing for him, her pussy’s getting used to him and it’s fluttering, it squishes every time Eren pulls out. She’s giving him that pussy now, arching her back and spreading her legs even more, and Eren’s digging in her deep. “You’re doing so good right now, baby.”

Y/n moans a small. “Mmm,” and she sounds pleased, Eren’s fucking her nice and slow and she loves it. She loves the feeling of him on top of her, of him breathing on her, of him inside of her. “Right deh, babes. (Right there, baby)”

“Push me out,” Eren softly instructs, Y/n’s breath hitching when he starts giving her long, deep dick strokes. He takes his time inside of her, he presses up into her and it hurts, but it’s hurting really good now and Y/n finds herself craving it, craving the feeling of him in her belly every time he pulls out to deliver another stroke.

She’s in heaven, he’s treating her pussy so good, and Y/n’s leaking, her pussy’s fluttering so she doesn’t comply right away. She’s slow about it and Eren’s patient, he encourages her, he keeps giving her his dick until Y/n’s good and ready. She tightens her tummy and she quints her pussy up as Eren pulls out and his fingers dig into her ass as fire drips into his tummy. She’s squeezing him inside of her, her pussy’s choking him and Eren’s face is all made up, his fingers are trembling over her ass as he worships the sight.

Y/n’s holding her breath when he answers and he forces it right out of her with a sharp thrust, he stabs her pussy in, and Y/n’s screaming, brows pulling together as she wiggles away. She knocks him back, pushing him clean off of the bed when she scrambles to her knees. Eren catches himself, planting a foot on the floor to steady himself.

“Come here,” Eren’s frowning when she looks back at him and he snatches her fat ass up, grabbing her hips and yanking her to the edge of the bed. “Stop running,” Y/n grips the sheets so hard two of her icy nails break and Eren doesn’t care, his fingers are digging into her skin as he lines his dick up with her fat, creamy, pussy before he plunges in.

“Hurts... Hurts...” Y/n mewls as she feels him opening her up again and Eren fills her to the hilt, holding her still as he stuffs his dick back up into her belly.

“Shh, shh,” Eren cooes, he’s all too enthralled with the way her juicy pussy squished around him. Her pussy was gripping his dick something wicked and Eren shudders at the sight. He’s stretching her pussy out real good and Eren breathes a small, “Fuck,”

This bitch was bad, too fucking bad. He could fuck on her all day if she’d let him. Too bad she couldn’t take dick. Eren starts giving her pussy slow, short strokes and Y/n quiets down cause it feels good. “Take it, I know you can.”

“O-Ohh,” Y/n sighs, relaxing as she lowers her upper body to the bed, pushing her ass up against Eren. Eren holds her right there as he works her pussy and he’s falling in love with her, he’s falling in love with the way her black pussy greedily sucks at his dick. She’s such a yummy bitch, she’s so full of ice cream.

“Jesus,” Eren starts rubbing the top of her ass and the whole pussy’s so fuckin good his strokes are slowly getting faster. He’s not expecting it when she starts fucking him right back, arching her back and throwing that big ass back on him and he lets her, taking his hands away to stare at the way her ass cheeks clapped and jiggled every time she bounced against him. Fuckkk, this bitch was fireee.

“Yeahhh, throw that pussy back,” It’s eager, filthy as it falls from Eren’s lips, and Y/n moans in response, loving all the dick he was giving her right now. He was stretching her big fine ass out and Eren’s proud as fuck that he had more than enough dick for her. He’s rocking on his toes, beating her pussy red in return, and Y/n’s surprised when he grabs her arms, she’s yelping a sexy, “Ah!” and Eren wants all of her. He’s stabbing her pussy out as he pulls her arms back.

“Oh, fuckkk, babes!” He’s in her belly and Y/n’s eyes roll back, obstructing her view of the ceiling and Eren fucking loves it, he’s breaking this bitch in right. He’s giving her pussy some mean strokes and her backshot air smells really good, it’s fueling him.

Y/n can’t breathe, it’s like she almost remembers but then Eren scrambles her mind when he long dicks her drooling pussy. Eren hears her gasping as he crucifies her and fuck, was everything about this bitch so sexy? Y/n’s body ripples every time he slams into her, arms, back, ass, and all, and Eren’s wrecking her pussy, sending shot after shot up into her tummy.

“You’re just gonna let me fuck you like this?” His balls are slapping against her clit, he’s stabbing out her womb and fuck, her pussy’s so creamy. “Push that pussy out for me, push it out for daddy,” Eren feels it, warm, wet and plushy all over his dick and it’s like a slip n slide between Y/n’s legs and Eren wants more, he wants all of her ice cream.

He’s not giving her any time to recover, her breast and tummy jumping with every railing, suffocating stroke. It takes everything inside of her to tighten her tummy and Eren sighs a filthy “Ohh my goddd,” when she starts pushing that pussy out and he’s an animal, his fingers are clamping around her wrists, he’s grunting, panting as he sends shot after shot up into her pussy. Y/n’s pushing that pussy out just right and it looks so fucking good, stretching out and gripping his dick, and every time he strokes her pussy she stains his dick with fresh cream.

This was some serious dick he’s putting down on her and he’s splitting her head, he’s rearranging her guts and Y/n’s tummy hurts, she’s cramping up and pussy’s fluttering around his dick. Eren’s angling his hips as he drills her pussy out, he’s pleased, he’s breathing a hot, heavy, “Ah,” in return to her every, “Oh!”

They’re dancing again, they’re fusing and Y/n’s hot, she’s warm all over, her face, her breasts, her tummy, her pussy, she’s burning up and she’s down bad when her eyes start getting wet. Her vision is blurry and soon tears are running down her chubby cheeks.

“Are you gonna run if I let you go?” Eren’s got her wrists crossed over the top of her ass, he’s pulling down on her arms to keep her up off of the bed and his strokes aren’t consecutive anymore, they’re timed slams, they are waiting, curious and Y/n’s tongue feels like lead hanging out of her mouth. She’s drooling on to the bed and all she knows, acknowledges is that the puddle is getting bigger. Her pussy loudly squelches every time Eren fucks into her and he’s waiting, but she doesn’t answer.

“Take that as a no,” Eren starts killing her pussy again and Y/n cries out a sweet, confused sounding “Haaa,” and Eren asks her again. “Are you?” He squeezes her wrists and Y/n’s pussy hole is on fire as he rips out of her.

“Because,” He pounds her pussy in one time. “I’m,” Y/n screams and Eren shuts her up, he starts drilling her little pussy hole out. “Tired. Of. Your. Fucking. Games. Are you gonna run?”

“Na, Na! Naa,” Her breasts hurt from swinging so much, her back hurts and Y/n’s thighs are shaking as she pulls against Eren, crying out a pretty chorus of, “Naahah, Naa,”

Eren lets her go and Y/n falls face-first into the bed. She can’t breathe with her face in the sheets and it's all hot and stuffy and Y/n feels light-headed when Eren claps her big ass with both of his hands.

“Fuck me then,” Eren’s got one knee on the bed and he’s still as he rubs the side of one of her pillowy ass cheeks. “I like exercise, don’t you?” Eren slaps the side of her ass cheek and the way her flesh deliciously ripples makes him lick his lips. He promises himself he’ll get a taste of her before morning.

Y/n starts throwing her ass when Eren slaps it again and she’s lazy with it, she barely drags her pussy off of his dick before she throws it back again. Eren’s watching, his green gaze trapezes up her back and down to her ass over and over again, and he’s disappointed. All that ass and she can’t even throw it properly? Eren decides to give her some motivation. He licks his thumb and Y/n tenses up when he starts rubbing it over her asshole. He gets right to the point, Eren applies pressure and he forces her tight asshole open and Y/n’s still, she’s trembling as he moves his thumb around deeper in her ass.

“Move,” Eren hooks his thumb inside of her as he grips the top of her ass. He sounds mean, he sounds as if he’ll violate her if she doesn’t listen and Y/n compiles, she turns her head so she can breathe some fresh air before she starts working a gentle rhythm on Eren’s dick. He’s pleased, he’s watching her fuck him and She’s being careful, she’s pressing that pussy around the base of his dick before she drags it to his tip, and Eren’s pleased.

He’s murmuring small, “Mhm,”’s when they connect and it’s warming Y/n up again, it’s making her hot and his thumb in her ass feels so good all of a sudden. Y/n reaches for the other side of the bed and Eren thinks she’s running so he hooks his thumb into her ass and grips the top of her ass, tight. Her pussy squelches the next time she throws it back and Y/n’s purring, she’s curling her fingers over the edge of the bed, and Eren’s watching, he’s curious as she sinks in her back and spreads her knees a little more.

The next time Y/n throws her ass she drags her pussy to the tip of Eren’s dick before she knocks Eren back a little bit when she puts the pussy on him. Eren has to flatten his toes and press his knee into the bed to keep his balance and Y/n’s hot, she’s aching when she knocks him back again.

“This is how you get down, ma?” He sounds excited and he’s had faith in her since the beginning. Eren hooks his thumb into her ass as he holds on for the ride and Y/n rumbles him, he can’t keep straight, she keeps knocking him back and he’s fighting to stay in her pussy, Eren’s fighting to give her the dick she wants from him. “Oh yeah, show me how you get down, Mhm, Mhm,”

Y/n’s rocking her hips, she’s bouncing her ass against him with a passion and it feels like fire and he’s scraping her womb, he’s itching her scratch. She’s moving his hand, guiding it up and down as she maneuvers her ass, and Eren’s in love with this bitch, he’s in love with her creamy pussy stroking his dick up and down like that, it’s amazing.

Y/n’s still drooling, her cheek is wet and she’s whining her waist now, she’s mesmerizing Eren and he can’t look away from the way her ass cheeks bounce up and down. One goes up and one goes down and his dick is covered in new cream as she drags her pussy off of his dick and he’s breathing hard when she throws it back. She almost knocks him clean off of the bed with that one and Eren feels as if he’s being bested. Who did Y/n think she was? Fucking him all nasty like this?

Eren slides his knee further onto the bed before he takes control of Y/n’s ass. He stretches his thumb out in her ass as he digs his fingers into the top of her ass and he steers her, he pushes her forward until her belly grazes the bed, and Y/n whines out a sweet, “ah, babes,”, hot in the bed, when Eren pulls her ass back as he thrusts into her. He does it again and she’s pushing her ass against him, trying to suck him into her tummy again but Eren denies her. He pushes her forward and the muscles in his arm tense as he holds her there.

“Relax,” Eren pulls her back and Y/n purrs in answer when he stabs into her soft spot. “It’s my turn now.” He starts manipulating Y/n’s pussy up and down his dick as he thrusts into her and Y/n’s praising him, she’s letting out small moans and whines, and Eren’s catching a wicked rhythm. He’s not pulling her back all the way, he’s meeting her in the middle and he’s stabbing her little pussy hole out, he’s rocking Y/n’ body and she’s undone.

“Jesus fucking christ,” Eren’s having a fun time, he’s all worked up and she’s pushing her pussy out but it still feels tight and she blows his mind every time he rams her pussy open. “How old are you?” Eren doesn’t let her answer that, it’s almost as if he doesn’t want her to when he stirs her guts again. “God, I hope you’re legal,” She’s hot and soft inside every time and he’s given up manipulating her, Eren’s cracking her pussy and Y/n’s mind is fried, her pussy’s drooling too and he’s fucking her so good she isn’t able to confirm that she actually is legal.

Eren’s long dicking her, he’s ripping his dick out before slamming into her belly again and Y/n can’t see straight, everything’s spinning so she shuts her eyes tight. Her pussy squishes when he pulls out and it squelches when he rams into her and Eren’s wrecking her, he’s beating her little pussy down. She feels as if she’s going to burst and Y/n’s eyes cross behind her lids when he strikes her pussy again and she lets out a long, drawn out, “Hnnnn,” as she squirts on Eren’s dick.

Eren hooks his thumb into her ass and he pushes her pussy to the tip of his dick and Y/n’s still squirting when he pulls her back into a rough thrust. “You sloppy fuckkk,” It’s filthy, pleased when Eren heaves his chest and he’s grinding inside of her pussy as she squirts on him. Y/n’s crying out, she sounds distressed as Eren whines her belly out and he’s making the puddle bigger. Eren’s sneering his lip, his green gaze is low as he violates her womb and when Y/n doesn’t have any more squirt to give him he starts cracking her pussy again.

He takes his thumb out of her ass and Y/n’s whimpering when he grabs her hips and presses an arch into her back. Eren’s delivering that dick like consignment, he’s putting it in her belly, he’s putting it in her back and Y/n’s quinting her pussy up again, but Eren splits her pussy open every time. He’s sending lightning into her core and Y/n’s squirming, she’s screaming and her pussy’s getting hot all over again. He’s fucking splashes of pussy juice out of her, every time he rams into her globs of it wet his lower tummy and Eren’s feeling the base of his dick start to knot up, it’s aching and her pussy’s so good, it’s so fucking good.

Y/n jumps when he floods her pussy with his children. It’s hot, thick inside of her, and Eren delivers it with a shuddering thrust and a deep groan. His eyes are closed, he’s panting and he barely has the energy to pull out. Y/n falls onto the bed when he does and Eren opens his eyes in time to see his cum running out of her pussy. It’s pooling on the bed and dissolving into the sheets with a creamy residue and Eren has a smirk on his face when he slaps Y/n’s ass.

“Hey, get up.” He’s reaching for her and Y/n’s moaning, she’s a mess when he rolls her onto her back. “Are you okay?” Eren’s sliding his fingers into her fingers and he’s trying to get her to sit up but she’s heavy, she won’t move.

“I need a minute,” Y/n’s words are fast and jumbled together and Eren squeezes her fingers before he lets her be. Y/n doesn’t hear him leave but he comes back a couple of minutes later with a warm wash rag. Eren kneels over her on the bed and Y/n feels like a baby when he passes the washrag between her legs three good times to clean her up. He’s being gentle with her, he’s slowly pushing her legs wider so he can get the crook of her thighs and he’s going about it as if it’s normal. Is it normal?

Y/n’s used to getting herself together alone after a hookup but Eren’s taking care of her. She’s still breathing hard when he comes back from rinsing the rag. Y/n still hasn’t sat up so Eren gets comfortable next to her head. Y/n’s staring up at him as he wipes her face and he’s taking his time, he’s getting the corners of her eyes, the corners of her mouth and he’s wiping the dried tears away too. He even stops to wipe her nose and Y/n thinks she kinda likes him.

“Do you like cookies?” Eren’s stroking some flyaway baby hairs back from her forehead as he looks down into her and Y/n thinks he’s trying to slick again but he’s waiting for her, he’s waiting for her answer so she shyly gives it to him.

“Yeah, bestie.” Y/n reaches up and she touches his arm and Eren’s so pretty when he smiles down at her.

“What kind?”

Y/n tells him her favorite and Eren’s moving to get his clothing. He tells her to stay before he leaves and Y/n hadn’t planned on moving any time soon so she’s still there, laying naked on the bed when Eren comes back from the store. He has your favorite cookies and Eren’s standing between your legs when you sit up. He gives them to you and it’s kinda weird how he doesn’t move when you start eating the cookies. He stands there, between your legs and he strokes your hair, he’s moving it over your shoulder and he’s twirling it around his fingers as he watches you.

“Are you feeling better?” Eren waits until she’s done to ask her and when she nods up at him he says, “Good, give me that.” Y/n gives him her trash and he’s gone again, so she gets up to survey the damage to his bed. It doesn’t seem too bad, if he has a mattress cover all he has to do is change the sheets. If he doesn’t then there’s going to be a stain.

She tries explaining this to him out of guilt when he comes back, but Eren doesn’t care about any of that. He’s got his hands on her waist and he wants her to kneel on the bed again, so she does. Y/n thinks he’s gonna fuck her again and Eren loves the way she tenses up in his hands. He’s sliding them down the sides of her thighs as he gets on his knees and Y/n isn’t ready for the broad, wet lick he places between her pussy lips. It vibrates her body and she feels herself getting hot again.

It’s a sample, a test lick and it leaves Eren’s mouth tasting tangy. Eren reaches his arms under her hips and he wraps them around her thighs. Y/n shivers when he grabs her ass cheeks and he pulls them apart until he’s face to face with her pretty fat pussy. He gets to the point. Eren dives in and he’s eagerly licking her up between her pussy lips. He’s dragging his tongue over her clit, around it and Y/n’s pussy starts feeling heavy when he drags the back of his tongue down her clit. Eren’s a menace, he doesn’t give her clit any time to register the feelings, he drags his tongue up her clit, and Y/n’s softly moaning when he drags it down her clit again.

His nose is in her asshole, she feels it prodding against her and it’s a dangerous game he’s playing when he flattens his tongue as he drags it through her pussy lips, over her taint, and up to her asshole. Y/n’s not sure, she’s trying to move her hips but Eren’s not having that, he holds her still as he swirls his tongue against her tight asshole. She whines when he gets inside. Her brows pull together and it’s new. She’s never had her ass eaten before and Eren loves eating ass, especially when it’s this juicy, this jiggly. He’s tongue fucking her little asshole and Y/n feels his breath hot on her taint, she feels his lip grazing her pussy and she doesn’t know what to do when Eren bites her.

He closes his mouth around her asshole and the way his teeth graze her pussy lips sends tingles over her skin. Her pussy twitches and Eren doesn’t miss it. He soothes her, he takes his tongue out of her asshole and drags it down her pussy. He wiggles it between her lips and Y/n relaxes, she pushes her ass back against Eren’s face when he starts licking her clit out again. Eren starts sucking her fat pussy lips up and he’s sucking at her pussy so hard she feels the suction on her clit and it’s intoxicating. Her pussy’s leaking now and Eren tastes himself when he laps her juices up.

Eren nibbles at her pussy lips before he lets them go and her clit’s so tiny, it’s a delicious angry pink and Eren nuzzles his lips between Y/n’s pussy lips as he sucks at her clit. It’s like he’s kissing her down there and his mouth is just as wicked when it’s not talking. He’s flicking her clit up and down with the tip of his tongue as he sucks and Eren’s breathing through his nose, he’s breathing her ass in and she’s so fucking yummy. Everything about this bitch is yummy and Eren’s salivating when he opens to take her whole pussy into his mouth.

He’s licking everywhere, anywhere his long tongue could reach and Y/n’s pussy feels like it’s in a frenzy. It’s all hot and heavy now and she tastes so good. Eren’s adam’s apple bobs up and down as he fills his thirst. It’s like torture, Eren keeps licking her pussy up and down, side to side, round and round and he’s eating just to eat, it’s not even like he’s trying. Eren’s got her pussy all wet, he’s got her dripping and Y/n wants his dick again. She wants him to ruin her life, but he doesn’t. Eren holds her right there at the edge of the bed and he keeps her sweet pussy in his mouth, he keeps working her up.

Y/n doesn’t know how long he’s been eating her pussy, she can’t remember and her clit’s all swollen and twitchy and Eren finishes her when he starts working a fervent rhythm between her pussy lips. It’s like fire every time he drags his wet tongue over her little clit and Y/n doesn’t mean to squirt in his mouth, she doesn’t mean to squirt all over Eren’s face and she thinks he’ll be mad but he starts rubbing his face in her pussy. He starts nuzzling his nose into her stream of squirt and Y/n hears him groaning. He’s grabbing her ass cheeks harder, he’s spreading her pussy wide open and Y/n feels dizzy when he starts licking at her clit again. She’s not even done squirting and he’s already demanding more from her.

He’s licking her pussy up, over and over again and he’s taking his time getting her clean again. He’s licking around her pussy lips, over them, between them and Y/n doesn’t tense up when Eren starts eating her ass again. He’s dragging his tongue over her puckered asshole, he starts at her taint and he ends at her ass crack, and Y/n’s purring when he sinks his tongue into her ass. His tongue is long and he pushes it as deep as he can inside of her, he’s making Y/n’s mind fuzzy when he swirls it around and she’s never had this before. It feels different, it's like an aching different, it’s not tingly like when he eats her pussy and Y/n doesn’t want him to stop. She’s all relaxed and Eren can’t get enough of her. He’s pulling her cheeks so far apart her asshole turns into a slit and his tongue is dipping in and out of her, he’s gathering her on his tongue, and Y/n shivers when he spits on her asshole.

Eren’s nasty about it, he licks all the spit up and he swallows before he goes back to tongue fucking her asshole. She’s so soft in his hands, her flesh is like jelly, and Eren’s massaging her ass cheeks. He’s squeezing her flesh between his fingers and her asshole looks pretty too when he pulls back to admire her. Y/n likes the way he moans when he gives her asshole a slow, broad lick. He’s got her asshole spread so wide he can see her pink insides and Y/n moans in answer when he licks her again. Her taste is dancing on his tongue when he places a kiss on her asshole before he lets her go.

Eren’s content, he’s thinking of all the ways he’s gonna fuck her in the future as he kisses her pussy and he doesn’t tell her to stay when he gets up, but she stays and Eren likes that. He slaps her ass again before he lays back next to her.

“C’mere,” Eren opens his arms to receive her and he looks like he wants to cuddle, so Y/n moves closer and she gets comfortable on his chest. She puts her leg over his legs and she fills his hands. He doesn’t make a move for a long time after that and the silence is comfortable, he’s stroking her skin with the pads of his fingers and Y/n doesn’t know what she’s doing here. She doesn’t even know how she’s getting home in the morning but it’s too much to think about right now. Her eyes are heavy with sleep and Eren’s still touching her, he’s still stroking her when she closes her eyes.

Eren doesn’t let her get any type of sleep. She can’t focus on sleep when he’s constantly moving around the bed. He’s squeezing her breasts and then he’s sucking at her nipples, he’s touching her tummy, her sides, her thighs and he’s kissing her body all over. It’s sweet, he can’t leave her alone and Y/n thinks he’s gone to sleep when he rests his head on the fatness of her front, but he hasn’t. She knows Eren’s still awake when he pushes her leg aside and slides two fingers inside of her. He’s kissing her front, placing soft butterfly kisses on her skin as he pumps his fingers inside of her pussy. It’s quiet and the only sound in the bedroom is the sound of her pussy squishing as it gets wetter and wetter from Eren’s experiments.

Y/n’s got her fingers in his hair now. His bun is gone and she’s wrapping her fingers up in his long curly chocolate locks. He hooks his fingers up into her gummy spot and Y/n feels dizzy, she yanks at his hair and Eren loves that shit. He wrecks her pussy and Y/n makes up her face, she pulls at his hair and Eren’s breath feels like hot puffs of air against her front. He starts kissing her there and he’s peeling her pussy open, his fingers are stretching out and they’re curling up inside of her, pushing different parts of her vagina around and Y/n can’t think. Her pussy’s constantly squelching around his fingers and it’s like he wants her to cum again. He doesn’t stop, there’s no movement from him other than the kisses on her front signaling that he was gonna stop.

Eren whispers a hot, “Good girl,” against her front when Y/n lifts her legs. He adds another finger and Y/n’s grabbing at her thighs, she holding them back as Eren pries her pussy wide open. He’s a savage, it’s like he wants to break her and Y/n’s a mess when he puts his mouth on her front. He’s wiggling his tongue between her lips and Y/n arches her back when he grazes her clit. He doesn’t give her time to recover, Eren starts eating and Y/n’s eyes are crossing, her pussy’s splashing his face and Eren’s in love, he’s in awe.

Y/n tries to let her legs down but Eren bars them with his other arm. He’s pushing them back and he’s balling her up. Y/n can’t bend that way, she doesn’t think she can but Eren makes it happen and he’s milking her pussy. He’s sucking her lips up as he stirs her insides and Y/n’s leaking. She tastes like juice and Eren’s eager to drink all of her down. He’s pressing his tongue flat between her pussy lips and he sends lighting into her core when he rips his tongue up to her fat front and he’s persistent, he does it over and over and over again. She’s wetting his face, with every powerful flick of his fingers she squelches and Eren catches her on his tongue.

Y/n’s discombobulated when Eren fits himself between her legs. He’s groping around in her pussy, he’s wiggling his fingers deeper and Y/n cringes when he grazes her cervix. She opens her eyes and Eren’s in her face, his eyes look like they’re glowing with fire. He’s working his fingers against her cervix and it’s as if he’s curious, he’s gauging her expression every time his fingers drag over the opening of her womb. He’s found a crevice on the smooth surface of her cervix and Eren loves the way Y/n makes up her face, he loves the way she cries out when he pushes his middle finger inside of her womb.

She’s burning with fire and her tummy lights up with cramps that make her nauseous and Y/n’s pretty brown eyes are fluttering, they’re rolling back and she feels as if she might pass out. He’s hurting her, he might be hurting her but she’s so pretty like this. Eren takes his time exploring this new part of her and it’s really tight. It feels like a vise grip on his finger and Eren tells her a soft,

“Open your mouth,”

Y/n’s eyes are filled with stars, she’s drowsy, and her tummy’s lurching with pain as she parts her pretty big lips. Eren grabs her jaw and he pries it open before spits into her mouth. He forces her mouth shut before telling her a rough, “Swallow it,” Eren squeezes her face as he curls his finger up to rearrange her insides. “All of it.”

The spit’s bubbling out of Y/n’s mouth and she doesn’t tell him to stop. Her pretty face looks so confused and Eren doesn’t let the spit fall. He moves his fingers over her lips and he presses down on them as he rips his finger out of her womb. “Swallow it,” He starts hooking her pussy in and Y/n’s moan sounds like a warbled cry in the back of her throat. “I’ll rip your fucking pussy out if you don’t swallow it.”

It’s leaking down into her throat already, she’s already swallowing but Eren’s not pleased until he sees her throat move, he’s not pleased until he rips her mouth open to check. He’s humming, he’s purring and he’s pleased and Y/n pussy’s making such a nasty sound, it’s crying every time Eren forces her little hole open.

“You’re such a sloppy bitch,” Eren’s words are slow and hot on her lips as he scolds her. Y/n can’t look away, his voice rings in her ears as he flicks her pussy out. “A sloppy bitch with a sloppy pussy. Why are you fucking up my sheets? Can’t you hold it in? Do you have to make such a fucking mess everywhere you go?”

Y/n’s whining, her thighs are trembling in her hands and Eren’s hurt her feelings, he’s hurting her pussy, and her tummy’s tight. She’s quinting up her pussy, she’s trying to defend her pussy against Eren’s constant battering and she’s trying to hold it. She has to hold it.

“Fix your face, aren’t you embarrassed? No fucking basic human decency. It’s like I have to teach you everything you sloppy little fuck, hold that shit in, hold it in,” She can’t hold it, Eren’s fingers are vicious and Y/n’s gasping when she squirts. She’s furiously clenching her pussy up, she’s trying not to but Eren’s taking it from her.

“What the fuck is your problem? When the fuck did I say you could cum?” Eren takes it all from her, her squirt flies out in wet streams every time he hooks her gummy spot in and it’s drenching his tummy but Eren doesn’t care.

“And you’re still going? Just fucking look at you, I bet your mother’s real proud. Why the fuck is it yellow now? Oh, you filthy bitch, come here,” Eren rips his fingers out of Y/n’s pussy and he shoves his pants down before shoving his dick straight up in her pussy. Y/n yowls, she quints her pussy up as she tries to run but Eren grabs her. He twists her hips sideways when he shoves both of her legs down to one side and he goes to work. Eren starts beating her little pussy down.

“You like to squirt, right?” He’s ramming into her and Y/n’s giving him all of her ice cream, her pussy’s twitching, and her squirt bubbles down to a stream. “Squirt now, keep that pussy open, what the fuck do you think this is?” Eren’s got her body at an odd angle and he thinks she’s trying to run when she turns her upper body sideways to get comfortable so he bends her up.

“C’mere bitch, come here, come the fuckkk over here,” Eren grabs one of her legs and he pushes it back as far as it can go and Y/n screams when he rams his dick into her core. Y/n tries to stretch her leg out so it doesn’t hurt so much and Eren sits on her thigh, he’s not letting this bitch go anywhere. He’s still drilling her pussy, he’s still sending shot after shot up into her creamy pussy and Y/n’s trying to fight back, she’s pushing at his tummy, she’s trying to grab his arm to stop him from fucking her so deep.

“You’re not gonna let me kill it?” Eren snatches Y/n by her wrist, he’s got both of them clamped in his large hand when he starts delivering gut-punching strokes. He’s cracking her little pussy and Y/n can’t breathe. “Let me kill it Y/n, let me kill your pussy,” Eren’s making her pussy squelch something nasty, he’s suffocating her moans in her throat. “Let me kill this pussy, come on, Y/n, come onn, isn’t this fun?” Eren slams into her and he starts grinding her pussy out and Y/n’s wailing, she’s fighting him, she’s writhing her body, and Eren’s excited, he’s rubbing his crotch over her own and her pussy cream’s staining his crotch when he starts fucking into her again.

“Do you want me to stop? Say the word,” Eren lets her leg go and Y/n can’t coordinate her escape because he clamps his fingers around her neck and she can’t breathe either. “I’ll stop, you know I will just say the word, Y/n, say it.”

Every shot he sends up into her pussy fries her brain and Eren knows he’s got her when she stops fighting. It’s like she’s his prey and he’s looming over her, he’s got her wrist, he’s got her neck, he’s got her pussy and he’s devouring her. Y/n’s thoughts are scattered every time he plunges into her belly and Eren loves the way her breasts and her tummy jump every time he rails her.

He’s making her pussy lips swell up, he’s beating her pussy red and Y/n can’t even stop him. She feels her insides stirring with every stroke Eren sends down into her and she’s leaking. The bed’s wet under her and it’s sticking to her skin, Her breasts are pulling at her chest and Y/n’s babbling uselessness, her words aren’t forming so it just sounds like a garbled mess.

“That’s what I thought, gimme those fuckin’ guts,” Eren’s digging in her pussy deep, he’s giving her timed deep strokes, and her pussy’s burning, her little hole’s gripping his dick so tight. Eren takes pleasure in stretching her out, he’s having fun in her pussy and she’s just letting him, She’s making up her face and she looks so pretty. Eren’s drunk on Y/n, drunk on everything she has to offer and he forgets she needs to breathe and Y/n passes out.

Eren keeps fucking her and it feels good, but he wants to hear her so he lets her neck go, he lets her hands go too. Y/n’s body bends to his will, her hands go over her head and her legs bend back until he has a delicious view of her heavy breasts, her pudgy tummy, and her fat pussy. Her thighs are big and plushy, they fill Eren’s hands as he holds them back and her pussy feels so hot and soft on his dick. Her fat pussy lips are spread wide open and Eren’s breathing hard when he pulls out.

She grips him, her pussy hole sucks at him and Eren’s so proud of her for taking all of him so well. Eren starts playing in her pussy, he starts sliding in and sliding out just to see his dick stretch her little hole out, just to marvel the way his dick dragged her hole out of her pussy as it tries to grip him. She’s still creaming, she’s creaming a lot more now that she wasn’t fighting. Her pussy’s a mess, the cream’s all the way in the crooks of her thighs, it’s leaking down between her ass cheeks and Eren puts his elbow on one of her thighs so he can feel at her breasts.

Her body loves it. Her nipples are hard and Eren doesn’t remember her areolas being smaller. They’re not soft anymore, they feel contracted, squiggly under his fingertips and her pussy creams squelching out against Eren’s crotch. The base of his dick feels tight but Eren doesn’t wanna stop, her pussy’s too good, so good it makes his dick hurt. It’s getting harder to slide in, her pussy’s clenching up, it’s snapping back and Eren loves to fight, he loves the way her pussy squelches in defeat every time he strikes her soft spot.

Y/n’s so tired, she can barely grasp her surroundings and she’s barely conscious, it’s flying away from her and the last thing she knows is the beginning of a nasty orgasm. Eren’s stroking her pussy out, he’s ruining her, and Y/n’s body is on the edge, her eyes are closed, she’s whining, she’s turning her head side to side and Eren’s pinching her nipples. He’s got both of his elbows on her thighs and he opens the floodgates when he twists them before pulling them downwards and Y/n squirts.

She snatches it from him, she clenches her pussy up so tight, she squishes and chokes Eren’s dick and his face crinkles up, his pretty face looks absolutely disgusted and Y/n’s squirts harder when he starts shooting thick, wet streams against her cervix. Her toes are curling and Eren’s not pulling at her nipples anymore, his fingers are trembling over her breasts and his face is flushed, he’s turning pink.

It’s a cruel orgasm, he didn’t wanna cum and Y/n just took it from him. Just like that. She’s sucking his dick dry, she’s drenching him and she’s vibing Eren out. He’s spilling with her, he’s cumming in her as she cums on him and Eren’s spasming. He’s trying to pull away but Y/n holds him there, she keeps him in her pussy and he’s red now, he’s sputtering nonsense about, “Let g-go, fuck, Y/nn, let- let go,” and he’s shooting blanks.

“Oh fuck,” Eren’s wheezing, he’s collapsing against her and she’s like putty under him, she’s soft, and her body’s molding to his own as she drains him dry.

When Y/n wakes up there’s an overwhelming scent of bacon. Her body hurts and she’s trying to remember where she is. She’s laying on towels and her middle feels empty, like there’s no core inside of her when she sits up. It’s aching, Y/n feels as if there’s this gaunting cavern inside of her and her flesh, the walls, ached around it.

Her body’s clean though. There’s no evidence of anything ever happening to her and there’s no evidence of Eren. Her tummy grumbles and Y/n’s slow to get off of the bed. It’s only because she can’t really feel her legs and she’s really hungry, the bacon smells good. It doesn’t smell like your typical nyc bodega bacon, it smells sweet and smoky. It smells like the expensive premium bacon Y/n never bought at the supermarket and her nose leads her out of the bedroom and down the hallway. Eren looks up when he senses Y/n and she’s peeking around the corner at him.

“Hey,” Eren’s behind the island and he slides one of the plates in front of him to the other side. “I hope you like bacon,” He offers her a sheepish smile when Y/n sees it’s only bacon on the plate.

“It smells good,” She’s still naked when she comes around the corner and Eren’s gaze falls to her buttery body until she’s at the island, then he meets her eyes and she’s pulling the plate closer to her side. “Yuh ‘ave syrup? (Do you have syrup?)”

It’s hard to understand what she’s saying sometimes and Eren listens for keywords, action words and he listens for words he’s heard at fete’s before and Y/n thinks he hasn’t heard her because he stands there, he looks as if he’s just idle and she fixes her mouth to ask again but Eren moves off to get the syrup.

Y/n gives him a look when he offers her the syrup and it’s a scrutinizing look, as if she’s mentally judging him and her pretty brown eyes don’t leave him as her chubby fingers grasp the syrup bottle from his hand.

“I’m not dumb, I swear.” Eren’s watching her pour syrup all over her bacon and her red hair is all messy and frizzy as it falls down her breasts.

The corner of Y/n’s big lips curl up and her pretty brown eyes have this mischievous glint when she flicks her gaze up to him and then back to her plate. “Yuh does act pagalee sometime, babes. (You act stupid sometimes, baby)”

There she went again, twisting Eren’s brain up with a serious lag. He doesn’t hear any keywords and the only word he recognizes is the last one, but it’s a name, it’s what she calls him,

“I’m sorry, what?”

“Nuttin, (Nothin)” Y/n puts her arm on the counter and she’s leaning as she takes a bite of a syrupy bacon strip. Eren raises an eyebrow at her and he’s feeling as if she just said some slick shit, because why couldn’t she just repeat it in English?

“Why do I get the feeling you’ve just insulted me?” Eren’s squinting his green eyes at her and Y/n snickers at the confused look that spreads on his handsome face. “I’m not wrong, am I?” He puts his hands on the counter and Y/n likes it when he leans in too.

“You’re not wrong,” Y/n finishes her bacon and she’s reaching for another piece. “It was more of an agreement, though. An observation.” The bacon is really good, it tastes savory and juicy.

“Hm.” It’s the only sound Eren makes as he watches her eat. When she’s reaching for another piece he says, “Teach me,”

“Teach you what?” Syrup runs down her chin and Eren doesn’t let Y/n wipe it away, he does it for her. His thumb swipes her chin and it’s gone and she can’t look away when Eren licks the syrup off of his thumb. “Patwah? (Patois?)”

“Yes, I want to know when you’re insulting me.” Y/n’s really looking at him now and she thinks she kinda likes him. He’s talking in future tense and Y/n likes the thought of being with him again, but he ruins it when he adds, “I feel like I’m having a stroke every time you speak,”

“Open your fuckin’ ears then,” Y/n’s offended and she’s looking at him sideways as she reaches for another piece of bacon. “It’s just broken English. All the cultures your people destroyed and you haven’t picked up some jungle slang?”

Eren gives her a look and Y/n thinks he looks tired for a second but he’s really pretty when he slowly says a drawn out, “I’m like, twenty years old.” His pink lips move in an intoxicatingly lazy way and it sweets her. The way his catty green eyes leer over the island at her sends shivers over her skin and the bacon tastes amazing.

Y/n’s curious about him now. He has scars on his body. They look wicked even though they’ve healed with time and Y/n wonders what that’s all about. Her pretty brown eyes are on his scars for a long time and Y/n catches herself when she realizes it’s quiet, he’s not talking because it’s her turn to talk. Y/n rolls her eyes up his body and her face gets hot when she meets his staring green eyes. His face is calm, it’s indecipherable as he looks at her and he’s hot. Like, really hot.

Y/n’s hand is over her mouth when she coughs and she looks away too. She doesn’t look back at him for a long time so Eren assumes she doesn’t wanna talk anymore. He starts eating his bacon and they continue in silence. Y/n finishes her bacon before him and Eren shares with her. He pushes his plate to the middle of the island and he motions for her to take some.

When she does, he says a casual, “I’m a fast learner,”

Y/n glances up at him and she’s swirling her bacon in the syrup on her empty plate. “Really?”

“Yeah,” Eren sucks on his thumb again and Y/n really likes his lips. They look slick, as if the only words he utters are insults, but Eren’s laid back, he’s chilling when he says, “I’ve only just started going to those parties like two weeks ago.”

“Oh?” Y/n’s intrigued and Eren lets her have the last piece of bacon. Her lips smile for a split second in thanks as she reaches for it.

“They’re like,” Eren moves his hands a little bit as he tries to figure out his words. “A horny college party and a rave smashed together. Does that make sense?”

Y/n giggles at his comparison and she can totally see that. “Yeh, yuh mek sense. (Yeah, you make sense)”

Eren thinks she’s really pretty when she leans both of her arms on the counter and her breasts are big, they’re almost touching the island, almost. “Am I gonna see you again?”

Y/n smirks at that and Eren feels himself getting flustered so he breaks eye contact, he busies himself with stacking the plates. Y/n watches him, she waits until he’s done so he’ll have no choice but to look at her again. When he does she says,

“Yeh babes,” It’s sweet and slow as it falls from her lips and Eren likes her, he’s got a smirk of his own as she says, “Considering I’m your tutor now,”

“And mutuals on Tiktok,” If looks could kill Eren would have already devoured her, mouth, pussy, ass and all, and Y/n’s leaning off the counter.

“Did you get my spam?” She’s stretching now and Eren likes the way her rolls disappear, he likes the way her curves really jump out and her breasts look so perky on her chest like that.

“Yeah, I really liked the one where it’s like ‘don’t be pullin up on me like that,’.” She’s yummy and Eren takes a second to admire her before he starts gathering the plates.

“Wait, woah! Don’t be pulling up on me like dat,” Y/n’s doing the little dance, she’s moving her arms and she looks like she’s tryna stop him. “Don’t be, don’t be pulling, up, on, me, like, that!”

“Yup,” Eren’s chuckling, and Y/n doesn’t know if she likes the way he bites the inside of his lip but her pussy likes it and it’s thumping real hard and slow now. “That’s the one.”

She’s shy all of a sudden and Eren doesn’t see her leave because he’s facing the sink, but he knows she’s gone when he glances back and she’s not there. He’s done when she comes back and Eren’s waiting for her. He has his car keys and he’s going through the rest of her spam on the couch when she comes into the living room. Y/n’s wearing her neon-stained fete clothing from last night and she has her panties in her back pocket, mentally working herself up to do the walk of shame, but Eren looks up and he seems happy to see her again.

“Can I take you home?”

He’s nice. Was this the bare minimum for him or did he actually like her? Y/n doesn’t trust it, but she was not ready to do the walk of shame. It’s like eighty degrees today and everyone’s outside.

“Come, leh we go,”

[andiitom]

WARNING: SPOILERS FOR EN FUTURE CHAPTERS AND EVENTS

note: sorry if these headcanons are all over the place (ノ*°▽°*)

The biggest mistake in NRC history ever to be made was when AC!mc, the Silent Menace coffin was opened, and the funny thing is they're super small compared to everyone AC!mc being a good 4'0.

Crowley thinks the almost burning down of the mirror room was the worst possible that could happen that day. There hasn't been a day of peace since AC!mc was released into the world of Twst. One of AC!mc favorite passtimes is placing objects where they'll be the most inconvenient. A pile of garbage infront of classroom door? yessir! A marble statue in the middle of main street? oh 100%.

Many think they're cold and calculating but in reality mc is very much "No thought. Just empty head". A thing you can find AC!mc doing is running around in circles or being chased by angry bees

During the VDC, which was a trip and a half, Ace and Deuce already knew what was going on when they put a 'Jamil do not enter' sign on one of the rooms. Adeuce side eyeing mc. It's the tarantula room.

AC!mc loves to go fishing. One time someone found mc surrounded by fish tanks. If you see mc fish up a decorated egg no you didn't and you should turn back now.

Vil almost had a heart attack when he came downstairs to find mc rearranging the furniture 3AM. Then he almost lost it when he kept tripping over their little work benches.

On that same note they weren't to happy when Styx destroyed their dorm. They had a few choice expressions and hand gestures

Rook loves how photogenic they are, he was so sad he couldn't be there for the fairy gala as what he's heard from Kalim they stole the whole show.

Vil is lowkey jealous of how fast AC!mc can cycle through expressions. They can do (*´▽`*)(＞﹏＜)(•̀ω•́) (ಡ‸ಡ)Σ(°△°|||) in about 5 second

They love giving gifts to their friends, it's always the most random things to. They've given a maid dress to Malleus, a froggie hat Leona and a fish tank containing an oarfish to Azul. sometime's the gifts are meaningful like the picture book of rare flora found on Sage Island to Jade or the time they made Riddle a whole bunch of pressed flower bookmarks for him.

During the Land of Hot Sands firework event AC!mc was a nightmare. When Grim fell into the canal mc pulled out a full ladder and when they went down to get Grim the ladder broke. Jamil was already annoyed but having to deal with babysitting bot Kalim and Malleus but AC!mc who kept running and getting into things. He finally had a use for the child leash he originally bought for Kalim.

How could I forget about AC!mc pockets.. They got in trouble cuz the pulled out an axe during class. So Cerwel had them empty their pockets so he could confiscate potentially dangerous items, so when they pulled out a star fragment from the Wish Upon a Star event and a FULL spinosarous display, he about quite his job.

And their magic clothes wand had everyone flabbergasted. one minute they were in uniform next a egg yolk jacket, birthday cake hat with swim flippers.

[collectingsparechangemadeeasy1]

Painting the Town Red

So I’ll be adding it in the tags, but there’s a trigger warning of a child being beaten, and a very brief mention alluding to kidnapping, if there’s anything else I should add to that, let me know!

Oscar bounded after his dad after leaving Fairytale at the stables with Long Memory. They were visiting the town today to run some errands, and Oscar was ecstatic! He so rarely got to go into town, partly because they had what they needed to live at the farm, but partly because dad was a little over protective, and said it was dangerous. But he was going today! He was so excited, he could just explode! In fact, he kinda was! Little green magic fireworks shot off randomly from his head, sometimes his magic would do funny stuff when he was feeling something really strongly.

He bounced along his dads side, half listening to the itinerary of the day. Hot cocoa ingredients, new horse brushes, blah blah blah, potions from aunt Glynda! But she wasn’t in today… so they would get them from her assistant Gray, boo. Seeds, blah blah blah.

Oscar looked around in wonderment at all the stalls and built shops around them. People selling clothes of bright hues to the left, someone cooking delicious smelling meat to the right, and ahead some someone yelling about how amazing their jewelry was, another was arguing about prices.

Oscar pressed a bit closer to his dad. It was… so much. He’d been to town a few times, but they didn’t go through this part… Was there an event? Was something special happening? It was hot outside too… His head was starting to  spin, people were yelling, some calling out to him, everything was so bright, it hurt his eyes. He tried to cover his ears and close his eyes, but people shoved into him and made him stumble, they glared or even shouted at him. He didn’t immediately register he wasn’t with his dad anymore.

His breathing was heavy and erratic, he felt hot and uncomfortable, his clothes were clinging in all the wrong ways and places and he felt tears brimming in his eyes. He wanted his dad! He wanted to go home! This was a bad idea! He should have stayed on the farm today! He wanted to go home!

Finally he stumbled into an alleyway between two shops and was able to scurry away from all the noise and heat and light. He curled up, putting his head between his knees as he sobbed softly. This was turning into a horrible day… He felt gross but in a bad way, not in the “just worked the fields and now I’m gross” way. He’d lost his dad, he had no idea where he was, and he was too scared to leave the alley…

He didn’t know how long he cried for, when someone roughly grabbed his hair and yanked him into the air, making him cry out in pain. He wriggled and kicked, fearful tears coming faster now. He sobbed, looking into the eyes of the man that held him. He was clean shaven, and smelled like something sweet and cigar smoke. The smell was oddly comforting, since his dad smelled like cigars sometimes.

 He had bright red hair that covered one of his eyes, the visible one was a bright flashing green. He wore a white trench coat, his hands bore black gloves with orange jack-o-lanterns faces on the backs. His shirt was a black blouse, a gray ribbon tied around the neckline, with gray pants and black shiny shoes. He also wore a bowler hat, with a dyed pink, brown, and white feather in the band.

His companion was a small girl, with half pink and half brown hair, little streaks of white running through the dual colors, her eyes matched. She wore a white three quarters sleeved sheath dress with a slit up to her thigh up the side, and a half pink half brown demi-loop corset that had black lace around the edges.

“Well… look what we have here? A little brat all alone. Where’s your mommy?” The man holding him up asked mockingly, shaking Oscar and making him cry out in pain.

“I-I don’t have one, let me go!” He pleaded, but it only made the man laugh at him, the girl smiled cruelly.

“Awwww! He doesn’t have a mommy!” he cooed patronizingly. “How sad! Say Neo, you want a kid?” The girl, Neo, gained a look of utter disgust and spat on Oscar.  “Woof, tough break kid. My partner here doesn’t seem to like you.”

He shook horribly, his head hurt so much from where the man was holding him, and he wanted his dad more than ever right now. “W-what do you want from me?”

The man scoffed and jostled him roughly with another cry of pain.“There’s nothing a pipsqueak like you could really give me. But I’ll take whatever you have, and since I’ve had a rough day, I think I’ll take it out on you. Sounds fair?”

Oscar grunted in pain as he was suddenly thrown to the ground, his head banging against the curb, making stars dance in his eyes. And then… pain exploded through his abdomen as a hard kick connected, making him gasp, gag, and wretch horribly. Tears dripped down his cheeks as darkness blurred across his vision. 

Another blow rang out, but this time it wasn’t aimed at Oscar. A rock clattered to the ground, one that had been thrown at the man, hitting him square in the forehead. “Ah! What the- who would dare- Ow!” He cried out as another rock hit him, and another and another! It was a malstrom of projectiles.

Oscar looked to the end of the alley where the rocks were coming from. Three teenagers stood there, throwing the rocks at his assailants.

“Get lost creep!” the shortest girl cried, hurling a large rock at the pair. Her hair was short and a bit choppy, like she’d cut it herself, and a bright pale orange. Her eyes were a bright baby blue. She wore a white long sleeved shirt, a pink heart painted on the front. A dark grey sweater where she seemed to have endless rocks stored, was around her shoulders. And her skirt was a pink and blue plaid design, a white petticoat under it.

“Yeah! Leave him alone!” The blonde boy agreed, though his voice was shakier. He had blue eyes and a little brown cap on his head, and brown fingerless gloves. A black hooded cloak with a gray bunny on the front was around his shoulders. As well as a white blouse and blue pants, with brown mud caked boots.

“Go away! Get out of here!” The boy with the pink streak in his hair huffed, using vines to throw more pebbles at the pair. He had bright pink eyes, like the geraniums his dad planted last year. He wore green overalls with a pink lotus on the front chest pocket, a pink long sleeved shirt with black sleeves, and black boots with gold laces. His hair was tied back with a white and pink ribbon.

“And don’t come back!” The tall girl nodded, levitating some of the stones to hurl at the two. She had bright green eyes, but not like the mans, hers were kinder, even in her furied state. Her hair was long and red, held back by a black cord and kept neat with a gold circlet that had a green emerald in the center. She had a brown blouse with a braided design on the sides of the chest and a collar. Her knit sweater was a dark red color and seemed a bit big on her. She wore a golden yellow skirt with matching suspenders, black tights, and brown boots with gold heels.

The pair looked ready to attack the group of teens, but realizing they were outnumbered, and that the four were magic users. They shared a look, glared at Oscar, and ran, leaving the scent of cigar smoke and something sweet. Oscar didn’t get up when they left, the kick was strong and Oscar was sure the man had been wearing some kind of metal shoe. His stomach ached, his head was throbbing where the man had grabbed him, and he was sure he was bleeding… “Hey, are you ok?” the short girl with orange spiky hair asked, kneeling next to him.

Oscar shook his head, whimpering softly. “N-no…”

“Here, this might help.” the boy with pink eyes knelt next to him and hovered his hands over Oscar. They glowed a bright pink color and Oscar felt his pain easing and he breathed a sigh of relief. Healing magic… Not an easy thing to learn.

“Thank you…” he said softly, slowly sitting up with the aid of the tall girl and the blonde boy. “You saved me.”

“Awww, it was nothing. We just saw a creep and knew we had to put the beat down!” the orange haired girl declared, sticking out her hand. “My names Nora! These are my friends!”

“Jaune.” the blonde one smiled sheepishly.

“Lie-Ren.” The one with pink eyes bowed slightly.

“Pyrrha!” The red haired girl chirped. “And what’s your name?”

“It’s-”

“OSCAR!” there came a cry from the end of the alley, and Oscar’s heart leapt to his throat.

“DAD!” he cried, trying to stand to rush to him, but could barely take a step before falling over. Luckily, his dad was there now, and he caught him.

“Oscar! Oh Oscar! I lost you in the crowd! I was so scared! Oh never scare me like that again!” his dad all but sobbed, holding onto him like his life depended on it. “What happened? Who hurt you?”

“I-I don’t know… One was named Neo I think…” he sniffled, holding tightly to his dad.

“Neapolitan and Roman Torchwick.” Ren informed, “Known criminal kingpins of Vale. Guess they were having an off day.”

“We scared ‘em off though! They ran like a couple’a babies!” Nora smirked triumphantly.

Oscars dad breathed slowly and stood, holding Oscar still. “Thank you. All, I don’t know how to repay you for this.”

“No payment needed!” Pyrrha laughed a bit nervously, pausing as Jaune whispered something in her ear. She went a bit red and quickly snatched the circlet off her head. “Just uh- doing the right thing!”

He smiled and kissed Oscar’s head. “Well… why don’t I at least buy you all some treats, hm? Candy floss or ice cream perhaps? You did a great deed, let me thank you.”

Before Pyrrha could protest Nora was already tugging the older man by his coat, “Both! Can we do both! I want both!”

“Nora, remember your manners.” Ren chided as he followed along, Jaune trailing behind, holding Pyrrha’s hand as they followed his dad like ducklings.

Oscar smiled softly, sighing contently as his dad slowly wound his own healing magic through him. Maybe this trip to town wasn’t as awful as he thought…