#Roman wiggling his fingers

[loveandthings11]

Optimistic and sober Kendall, focused and confident Roman, connected and open Shiv, I love them together so much 🥹

[inhumanfuckingdogman]

Guy who posts about succession s4 trailer rolls over goes snork mimimi only to wake back up and immediately start posting again

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Hands off!

The children who wouldn't share their toys are now adults who won't share their henchmen. Specifically the favourite henchman.

Scarecrow: "Don't even think about it. Give them back." Jonathan said coldly, almost glaring at the Riddler. "You're not even using them!" The Riddler rebutted. "The last time I gave you one of mine, you threw a pipe at their head." Jonathan countered, and the Riddler suddenly loudly interrupted. "It was a crowbar, and I threw it at my idiot who just so happened to be next to your idiot and then I beat my idiot to death with said crowbar in front of your idiot! If you're going to act all high and mighty at least get the story right! Besides I won't do that to this one. They've only got their looks..." The Riddler looked you over. "...barely.Its all they can depend on in this world since they don't have a brain." Jonathan turned. "Did your father beat you so much because you couldn't take no for an answer?" He asked dryly. Eyebrows from all directions at this, everyone preparing to run from what could just be hell on earth. "I don't know, Jonathan, did your grandmother abuse you because you're a sociopath?" You held your breath, looking at the nearest exit.

Black Mask: "Pay me, and I'll think about it. Until then, hands off." Roman deadpanned. "As if we'll pay you to sit and consider shit!" Two-Face snapped. "You owe us after our men gave you the numbers for your last little job you did." Harv' added. "I'd hate to think you were being ungrateful." Roman sucked his teeth with a low chuckle, slowly moving towards Two-Face. "Have you forgotten who I am? I ain't gotta be grateful for shit. You're either with me or against me, Harvey. How about you be grateful that I pull the weight in this city and I give you extra wiggle room huh?" Two-Face took out his coin and flipped it before looking for where it landed. "Very well." Harvey replied. "Are they all priced?"It wasn't clear what he was referring to until Roman replied, pointing at you. "That one is. Those ones are not." He gestured to a group of lower ranks thugs. "They'll do." Harvey replied. "Then go right ahead. Consider us even." Roman replied.

Penguin: Roman Sionis came sauntering in, inspecting everyone before his eyes landed on you. He snapped his fingers at you. "You. You'll do." "Not that one." Oswald cut in and Roman slowly turned. "What?" "Pick another one, that one is needed here in the lounge." Oswald replied flatly. "And why is that exactly?" Roman said icily. "Because that one is very good at luring in men like yourself to the lounge. So...pick another." Oswald replied. Roman chuckled after a moment. "I'll give you that, Oswald. They'd be very good at that." Roman's eyes roamed up and down your body behind his black skull mask. When Oswald wasn't looking, Roman beckoned you to him. "Give 'em back, Sionis." "You're a pain in my ass!" Roman ground out in response.

Mad Hatter: "yes, yes, you can borrow one of my rabbits, dear Edward!" Jervis said cheerfully, inspecting one of his mind control hats. As he turned, he noticed the Riddler gesturing to you and Jervis dropped the hat on his seat as he screeched. "NOT THAT ONE!" There was a moment of silence. An uncomfortable stunned silence. Jervis broke it. "I like that one, pick another one." The Riddler couldn't even think of what to say. Jervis picked up his cup of tea, his throat feeling a little scratchy from the sudden scream.

The Riddler: Jonathan had taken you forty five minutes ago claiming the Riddler knew and Jonathan would give you extra money. Now, Jonathan's phone had begun to ring. "Hello?" "GIVE THEM BACK." The Riddler yelled so loud you could hear him on the other side of Jonathan's phone. Impressively or intimidatingly, Jonathan didn't so much as flinch nor did he reply. Edward didn't wait for a response either. "They're mine! Give them back! You didn't even ask!" Horror flooded you and Jonathan smirked. Of course he'd lie to you, even if you would get in the bad books with The Riddler. "My apologies, Edward. We're a little too far away and ... I don't care. I'm busy. Goodbye." "CRANE, I SWEAR-" The Riddler was cut off as Jonathan hung up the phone, looking incredibly smug.

[milkratz]

Ghost was attractive; Even before Soap knew what he looked like beneath that damn mask. In fact, it really only added to the appeal. A strong, bold physique, broad shoulders; The layer of fat that covered what would be an otherwise chiseled layer of muscle. Soap’s eyes drifted to Ghost’s ass more often than not, lingered on his chest, brazenly traced over the shapes of his muscular arms, and- Sue him! Soap was a poor gay man and Ghost ticked off all of his little boxes. 

When Ghost would pull up his balaclava, revealing almost uncharacteristically plump lips, a sharp roman nose, a sharp jaw. His teeth were crooked in an endearing way, his canines almost unnaturally sharp. When he smirked, his scars pulled at his mouth. His eyes, decorated with those thick, pale eyelashes, the dark molten chocolate of his eyes piercing him. 

His voice was deep and raspy, smooth in a gruff type of way. The kind of voice that had Soap feeling like he chugged a well-aged bourbon, left him dizzy with arousal and an ache of comfort.

And Soap, of course, was a shameless man. And a shameless man has no qualms about letting the men he finds attractive, well, letting him know he finds them attractive. And so, one night, over drinks, where Soap had barely enough to get himself tipsy, let alone the type of sloppy drunk that comes with the normal reveal of terrible truths and secrets, Soap let Ghost know exactly how attractive he found him.

“Yer a bonnie thing, aren’t ya,” Soap grinned salaciously, one finger tracing the rim of his drink in a seductive manner. Ghost audibly choked on his own drink, some of the liquid spilling from his lip in a truly uncharacteristic manner. He looked at Johnny, his eyes wide.

“Are you drunk already?” Ghost coughed, his voice rough, as he grabbed some napkins off the sticky bar counter to wipe his face. Soap idly thought about the liquid covering Ghost, drops of it tracing the line of his jaw, thought about lapping it up with his own tongue and- Wow. He was not drunk enough to be entertaining such thoughts.

“Wot? Can’t let ma mate know he’s attractive?” Soap leaned in, wiggling his brows. Ghost furrowed his brows, pursing his lips in a way that highlighted the slickness of them, wet with his own drink of choice.

“Attractive?” Ghost said, with an almost confused lilt to his voice; His face was still red, and Soap was overjoyed to learn Ghost apparently blushed with his whole body - He could see the sweat-damp skin of his neck turn equally red, contrasting the paleness of his skin. 

Soap gasped theatrically. “Mister ‘Quite-The-Opposite’ dinnae he’s hawt?” Soap threw one arm over Ghost, pulling him close. Ghost turned his face away, frowning, but Soap could see the flush was as strong as ever and it was clearly not from the alcohol. 

“Ya barely even seen my face,” Ghost said pointedly, one hand teasing the edge of his pulled up mask. Soap decided, fuck it. If Ghost thought he was drunk, he might as well take his chances.

Soap leaned in real close, his lips just barely brushing where Ghost’s ears would be beneath the mask, his breath hot. “Seen enough to know you’re hot.” He allowed one hand to gently grasp Ghost’s knee, sliding it up just enough that he could feel Ghost stiffen; He thought quickly about removing his hand, but Ghost relaxed, and even pushed his leg up a bit into.

“You don’t know what you’re getting into,” Ghost choked out. One hand was clutching his drink tight, the other wrapped around his face in what would otherwise be  a resting position, but was very clearly meant to block off his blush.

“Why don ya show mae then?” 

[vclvetfleur]

Obedient Chapter 2

roman roy x fem! reader

Summary: After a week of getting the job you seemed to finally get a hold of Roman and his weird humor. You were finally proving yourself to him.

Warnings: Implied drug abuse, dark jokes, degradation

Word Count: 3.8k

Notes: Okay Chapter 2! I do want to warn that (not in this chapter) but later on there will be a reveal of a tragic backstory. Not that y/n is like Roman, but traumatized as well. Theres also going to be some kind of fluff in this one. I am trying to make this a slow burn, but it's so hard. ANYWAYS Soooooo I hope you enjooooy.

Chapter 2: Costa Azzurra Eau de Parfum

You left the office completely stunned. I guess that’s how everyone felt after first meeting Roman. Meeting him was definitely something no one could prep you for. But hey, I guess you finally have a job now. Before you could collect your thoughts, you saw Jess heading your way. “So? What happened? Oh my god, what’d he say?” She spoke quickly, expecting the worst from Roman. Every time she’s been around him wasn’t the best. He was arrogant, disgusting, selfish, rude, well Roman.

“I got the job.” You tried to collect your thoughts. You spent so much time prepping and getting ready for this. You thought at the very least this would be a bit more professional. You didn’t think you’d get berated for 3 minutes. You were at least expecting to even get asked your credentials. If you even made sense for the job. But I guess the Roy’s had enough money to keep everyone quiet and inline. They didn’t need to be too careful.

“You did?” She blinked quickly, looking at Roman then you. Roman spotted her stares and snickered and wiggled his fingers in a way to say hi.

All you could do is nod. “I did.” You finally broke out of your thoughts and started to laugh. You finally were going to see what it was like on the other side. No more struggling or worrying. You could finally pay off your student debt and other debt you’ve unfortunately had to be left with. “Uhh Roman said I needed to speak to you about getting all my stuff organized and all that.” Jess nodded before walking you through what the next steps were.

Before she could even start, Kendall needed her. “uh-Jess, I need you to help me out with a situation right now, Uh- “He started before looking down at you. “What happened? Aren’t you- wait did he just waste our time or-?” He began to question. He seemed stressed. Like he was in a panic for something. Gosh, what a wreck. He was practically sweating an entire fountain. He looked pale. You recognized what it was. Roman hinted at it. Rehab. But it didn’t seem like he quit a while ago. It looked like he really needed his fix. And soon.

“I’m just getting y/n organized, Roman said- “She started to explain before getting cut off by Kendall. I guess they just did that sort of thing. God, how pretentious.

“You don’t work for Roman, do you? No. Now uh-y/n just tell Roman to get someone else to do it. Uh- yea, anyways, I need you…” He quickly snapped before walking away with Jess. You barely made out what he was saying as he left you behind. You were on your own now. You decided to take a breather before having to endure what was Roman Roy once again. Once you composed yourself you turned around, fixed your suit before walking back to his office where he was slouching at his desk, staring at the screen. His head shot quickly up to you as soon as he heard the door, but relaxed once he saw it was you and ignored you for his screen again. “Did you lose your little buddy or something” he teased.

“Uh- no. Kendall told me to get you to help me out instead. Cause, and I quote, ‘she doesn’t work for Roman’” You tried to catch him up. Roman let out an amused sigh as he shook his head. “Wow my brother really does have a way with words. The PC king strikes back again with his stupid fucking union bullshit or whatever. Uh yeah okay, well I don’t know how to do that shit.” His eyes finally leaving his screen to look at you. But not really at you. He really made such intense eye contact. I guess you had to when your dad is the CEO and you might, which I really doubt Roman ever would, become CEO one day.

“Okay, so do I just- “You question pointing your thumbs to the door to go look for someone to do what Roman should be doing for you. “No no, uh just sit down, let me annoy Gerri. Fuck what’s the point of assistant it’s like having a hamster or something” He huffed in annoyance before spamming Gerri with messages to come to his office. He made every attempt to finally get her attention.

You watched an older blonde woman storm into his office, clearly not in a mood to be dealing with him and his issues, which she seems to have been doing for a bit. “What do you want now Roman?” She sighed.

“Well, I wouldn’t mind if you striped naked and y’know call me whatever name you have in your head right now” He implied before seeing her give up with him and nearly leaving. “wait-wait- okay sorry. Uh Kendall got me a new toy and I need her to fill some shit out. You know legal bullshit.”

You just couldn’t believe he could talk to her like that. Nonetheless she seemed like she wasn’t completely livid. She didn’t even tell him off. You looked up at her before standing up and putting your hand out. “Hi, y/n” You smiled. Gerri gave you a smile that gave you the feeling of a disappointed parent, you’ve seen that look before.  “Hi, just follow me and I’ll get you set up. Romans to incompetent to even find where half of his emails are.” She tried to rationalize with you before leading you out of his office. You just followed and sat down in a small conference room with her. “So, what do you do?” You asked before sitting down. She had her back turned to you as she was gathering all the paperwork from the filing cabinets. They had people coming in and out, so they had them ready. But Gerri was right, Roman was incompetent. “I’m the companies General Counsel, uh I basically just make sure they don’t ruin the company with legal stuff” She tried to explain. You nodded silently before taking the papers from her. You decided to read some of it over. You couldn’t believe what was in some of it. For starters I had to be on the clock and at Roman’s disposal 24/7. I had to basically play as this grown man’s mother. The NDA was worse. Nothing that happened or was said could ever leave my mouth or fingers if I were to type it out. I couldn’t tell anything to anyone. Maybe that’s why Jess was so quiet on how Kendall was and what was actually going on. But regardless, you signed. Once you saw what your salary would be, you signed immediately. It was basically making a deal with the devil himself. You practically sold your soul. But who wouldn’t for that kind of money. Once you finished giving off your information, Gerri picked them up and left a hand on your shoulder. “Good luck dear, just one rule I have for you, just don’t pay any of them any mind.” She warned before leaving.

You watched as she walked off, her heels clacking out of the room and leaving you alone. You stood up before finally exiting the room yourself.

You got up before going back to Roman for the day before seeing him grabbing his things on his way to leave. “Where are you going?” You asked. You hadn’t even been here an hour and he was leaving. “An orgy.” He joked before leaving the office. “Give me your phone quickly.” You tried to protest before he snatched it out of your pocket from your suit jacket. “What’s the passcode?” You reached back before he moved it away from you. “Nuh-uh. I need to give you my number if you’re gonna get paid. I do it with all my paid hookers.”

“I’m not a hooker. Or a pet. So, stop comparing me to that.” You stood your ground finally. You weren’t use to keeping your mouth shut. You never really even kept quiet this long. “Yea sure you’re not. That’s what the last Guinee pig hooker I hired said.” He said before using your face to finally unlock your phone. You reached out again before having him smack your hand out of the way. “Ow!” You cried out, holding your wrist.

“Boo fucking hoo, cry me a river, snowflake.” He seemed to try to correct you. You watched him intensely as he seemed to be on your phone forever now. “Oh what, you scared I’m gonna find some sex tape on this? You know it isn’t really smart to keep that on here. With the cloud and whatever the fuck those perverts do. Me, on the other hand, don’t care. You can watch all you want.” He shot you a wink. You reeled back. He wasn’t a good flirt. If this is what he called flirting. It was disgusting. He was basically a walking PR nightmare packaged in a small insecure man’s body. He tossed your phone up in the air before you could even process what happened. You frantically jolted and tried to grab it, thankfully grabbing it before it had fallen on the floor. “Done, I texted myself. I’ll text you what I need after my crazy insane BDSM orgy.” He laughed before hitting the L button. The elevators shut and he was finally gone. I guess it was time to go home too. You decided today was enough. This had been completely overly stimulating for you. It was definitely an intense day. You went home and laid down on your bed. Before you could even cut your eyes, your phone began to buzz. You opened it to see a few texts from Roman. He put his name in your phone to ‘sexy new boss’. What a prick? You’ve never met someone who was so into himself. 

‘helloooooooo’

‘it’s me, your new fuckable boss’.

‘you cant use that against me in court by the way.’

‘hellooooooo I said its me’

‘i’ll send a bomb to your house if you don’t respond to me’

‘okay fine. done. just sent one. now I need a new assistant’

‘ok ok im joking’

You read them as they came one after the other. Wow what a deranged little man. You swiped the messages open and finally replied to him.

‘What do you need?’ you sent.

‘ooo wow so profess. just checking to see if you quit’

‘im kidding again. just checking in on you’

You shook your head before replying to him again with a simple thank you and shutting your phone off again.

This is how it was for nearly a week. You would get ready for work as early as 7:30 am, just to be sent home early because Roman refused to even be there. And when he was, he was basically just making disgusting and deranged comments towards you or whoever the fuck was in the room. But that you can handle. Just an annoyance at this point. He did text you constantly. He seemed lonely. Like he didn’t even have anyone to really talk to. He spent most of his day or even night trying to get you to reply to him. He would send you text after text after text. He assumed because Kendall always texted Jess that was the reason, they were close enough for him to trust her. But he couldn’t break that barrier with you. He didn’t know what he could do to get you to even give him any kind of attention.  You barely flinched at his jokes, at least you didn’t show it and you were social with everyone else. He didn’t understand his need for his attention from you. But he got some kind from everyone so easily. He wanted whatever he couldn’t have. The only kind of reaction you would give him was quiet. You barely even made fun of him back.

You headed to the office later than usual, realizing that you were mostly wasting your time just showing up at 9 am. You were gonna be waiting on Roman for at least 2 hours for him to even get here. He probably had been sleeping in til 12 pm sometimes. You don’t know how Logan hadn’t fired him already. Even if he was his own son. You walked into the building at 11, knowing this was the earliest Roman would even get here. You stepped out of the elevator to see Roman in his office. You walked in before knocking on the door to let him know you were here.

“You’re late.” He sang as he pulled away from his computer. He laughed to himself, looking up at you.

“Sorry, I didn’t expect you to be at the office yet.” You explained before setting down your latte that you got before work. You sat down and pulled out your tablet to review what was next for Roman to slack off on.

“Doesn’t mean you shouldn’t be here. Aren’t you a little slacker? Do I have to look back at your references and experience on that resume of yours?” He sat up, laying his hands on the desk. He was always so amused to annoy you.

“You never looked at my resume, remember? You thought it was a waste of our time.” You remined.

“Yea yea but what do I know? I’m just an attractive billionaire about to be crowned COO.” He shrugged. You didn’t know if he was insulting you and your education or if he was being genuine.

“Crowned? Do you think you’re getting a coronation or something?” You finally fired back at him. “That’s not how that works.” “Yeah I don’t know what the shit is, but regardless, now that you said it, I want it.” He raised his chin up like a little schoolboy. He seemed so proud of his stupid joke. He always did. He really did think he was extremely hilarious. Even if no one laughed at his own jokes, he did. It was the only thing he ever really liked about himself. I mean, he partly hated it because it made people not like him that much, but he knew he didn’t have much to ever offer people. Laughing was the only thing he could do to keep people around him happy enough with him. Or else he’d be just another substance abuser like Kendall or a prick like Shiv or even worse, boring like Connor.

“Yea, let me get my measuring tape out for the dick measuring contest then.” You finally learned to play along. You didn’t want to argue and fight with yourself to keep quiet. You thought it only made your day more stressful.  You expected something bad from Roman for talking like that, but you looked up to only see him actually laughing at your throw back. You hid a smile as you looked back down at your tablet. Even though you didn’t like to admit it too, your humor was also the only thing you liked about yourself. You didn’t like to be alone either. It was too much to be alone with all your own thoughts too. You also didn’t like the silence. You craved hearing people talking about other than your own issues or weird ticks. It was good to get the attention not on you all the time, unless you wanted it. 

“It’s a good 9 inches, alright? I should know I put my dick up against almost every guy I’ve met.” He lied so easily. It was only cause he knew no one would actually believe him.

“Even your dads?” You tried to hit a nerve. This was starting to seem like some kind of fun to you. It was so easy to make fun of him back because he really didn’t care what people even said to him.

“Ew no you pervert. You wish though.” That was probably the first time he said it to someone else rather than being called that. Unless it was Moe or Karl. One of those weird fucks from the board. His dad was tied in with a lot of sketchy guys in all honesty. “Besides, I could whip it out if you’d like to see that badly.”

You shook your head, outing your hand up in protest. “Nope, I’m good. Don’t worry. Anyways you have to do your work.” You said before getting up to go over to him to show him what was due today. He wasn’t gonna do them, but you felt safe enough that Roman wouldn’t grope you. You leaned down to his level, him sitting up to reach up to you, showing him the tablet of the upcoming projects.

Your bodies were barely an inch away from each other that you could even smell the weird pervy cologne he had on. It was a weird kind of nice. You kind of liked it, but you couldn’t pinpoint what you liked about it. Maybe like when you can’t stop tasting or smelling something that smells kind of off just because of curiosity. Regardless, it smelt like Roman just went to a perfume shop and picked the most expensive and ridiculous looking bottle he could even find.

You felt his eyes on you as you spoke, but it wasn’t as uncomfortable as you imagined. “Pay attention.” You redirected him, but he didn’t stray his longing looks away. He tried to get a read on you. You were so unwilling to let him see you crack or even show any kind of frustration. Not that he wanted to, but everyone did at this point. Or at least people expressed so after meeting him for a bit. You continued on and on before stopping to look his way, finding your face almost against his. Your faces were so close to one another you bumped your nose against his. You pulled back a bit as you tried to readjust how you were standing by him. You finally realized Roman was a lot softer than you initially thought. He was an asshole, sure. But he was kind of endearing to you. Something made you drawn to him. Maybe it was the way he tried to get a laugh all the time or that you finally realized his eyes were brown. Or maybe that he wasn’t as harsh looking as you thought. He looked grosser when you first glanced at him, but up close you were finally taking in all of his features. His weird little quirks that made him look so strange actually made sense on his face. You even noticed he was kind of smiling at you. You turned back to the tablet and pushed his chin to face it as well. “Come on now. Do I need to play Bluey or Coco Melon for you?”

“I don’t know what the fuck that is, but if they’re names of porn stars, then yes.” He laid his arm on the desk, putting his hand up to his head to hold it, positioning to look right back at you.

“Doesn’t your brother have kids? Don’t they watch kid shows? Or are you not allowed within a 200 feet radius of children?” You were trying not to get frustrated with him on his tasks of the day. You spent everyday making these notes for him to never even do them. “You really think Kendall takes care of them? Fuck no. He’s too busy doing blow in some undergrown New York club to watch them. My dad really led by example.” Roman confessed something he shouldn’t have, but he was hoping you’d find it all a joke like all of his weird comments. You blinked to understand all the trauma that was dumped in front of you. “Wow. Okay.” Was the only words that could attempt to even leave your mouth. You tried to shake that brand new information off. “Ah yeah, Kendall is a fake snowflake wannabe. He acts like he’s read Karl Marx and that he even gives a fuck.” Roman really tried to keep this impression of hating Kendall. Not that you understood what their relationship even was, but it was confusing to way the very least. They constantly seemed to be annoyed with one another, but you’ve seen other articles and pictures of them where they looked like your average billionaire happy family. You hated to say, but you really enjoyed the insider details of whatever fucked up dynamic this was. “Alright start your speech again, I wasn’t listening.” He seemed actually serious this time. You nodded and just went back to the top of your notes. Roman just wanted to move this topic as quick. He shared too much. He shouldn’t have, but who else could he talk shit about his brother with? Everyone he knew adored Ken except Shiv, but right now she was annoyed at him for whatever reason she came up with now. All because he insinuated that Shiv was with Tom only for comfort and not cause she actually loved him. But whatever, she was being a bitch.

He seemed to actually listen to you, was he actually going to do any of that? Fuck no, but it was an excuse to move the conversation. And just to hear you talk again. You really were smart. You actually did know what the fuck you were talking about and not just playing some kind of role. Maybe with the outfit and hair, but still, you seemed smart enough to know what you even said.

You spent the entire day with Roman before he started to get ready to leave early again. Which was your cue to also get ready to leave. “Oh uh- by the way, there’s a party tonight, I need you on the clock for that. I’ll send over some actually clothes to your place. Not anything from a fucking sweat shop. My driver will get you.” He said as quickly he could before walking off. You never had any time to react to Roman. He was way too fast for you to even fully comprehend anything that left his mouth. It was always so much.

But wow okay. A rich person party. This was new. Not an exciting new. More of an anxious new. Like going to a new school for the first time kind of new. If you looked any kind of wrong, you knew you’d be shunned or even made fun of in there. It didn’t take long for these people to start to laugh or mock people in this office, you could only imagine what it could be like at a party with billionaires like the Roy’s.

Notes: Next chapter is up!

Chapter 3

[love-islike-abomb]

Bück dich

Roman reigns x Avra (OC)

Inspired by current events unfolding in the iwc🤭

Warnings: angst, smut, fluff, errors I may have missed.

Tag list: @reignsangel444 @acknowledge-reigns @pittieprincess22 @queengreenarrowmia89 @foreverlyjay @mzv11 @marchm-langdon @mandeelemons

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"why is that asshole even here?" Avra said rolling her eyes. Everyone in the locker room knew she hated Cody and some found sneaky ways to mock her for it but she didn't care. She hated that man with every fiber of her being! Seeing fans calling him "daddy" made her sick to her stomach. She knew who he really was and the WWE universe was to blind to see it.

"baby I know you don't like him but-" Roman started but was cut off by Avra "don't like him is the understatement of the year so far!" He makes me wanna puke!" She said crossing her arms.

Roman sighed rubbing her arms trying to calm his wife down but her anger towards Cody just being in the same building as her was making her judgement cloudy "I've seen these idiots online calling him 'daddy' and I wanna throw up!" She said looking down at the floor. Roman out his finger under her chin moving her gaze to meet his "I can fix that!" He said wiggling his eye brows earning a smile and giggle from her "there's my girl!" He smiled "he pulled her close to him and leaned his lips to her with "what if I bend you over right here? Or make you get on your knees?" He growled, making her bite her lip "I wouldn't object!"

"on your knees!" He commanded

"yes sir!" She said with a mischievous smirk.

"what's my name baby girl?" He asked, running his hands through her hair.

"daddy!" She smiled.

"that's my good girl!" He smiled back, reaching his hand down to her to pull her up "I'm gonna pound that pussy! The whole locker room is gonna know my name!" He growled, before spinning her around and bending her over the side of the couch. He slid her dress up and pulled her red lace thong down, lowering his shorts to his knees.

Running the tip through her slick folds, he loved the feeling of her squirming against him, begging him to give her what she wanted. "Roman please!" She begged before he slid himself inside her, her pussy gripping his cock like a vice and him filling her up, stretching her out for him. Loud groans of pure bliss escaping both their lips before he slowly began to move "fuck! Daddy your so big!" She groaned. "You like that baby? You like how daddy fills this pussy?" He growled.

"yes daddy!" She groaned looking back him over her shoulder, moving her hips against his "oh yeah baby girl! Fuck yourself on my cock!" He growled "you look so beautiful when you drunk on lust!" He said grabbing her hips, snapping his hips against hers "ugh fuck!" She groaned, trying to hold her moans in. He grabbed her hair pulling her head backwards "let the whole locker room know who makes this pussy feel good Baby! Let them know what I do to you!" He growled "that pussy is gripping my cock! You close baby?" He groaned. All she could do was nod her head, his hips snapping harder against hers "oh fuck yes!" She groaned "fuck me daddy!"

"that's my good girl! Give daddy what he wants! Fuck! That's it milk my cock you whore!" He growled, her orgasm triggering his body to release his and his hot cum shot deep inside her, coating her walls. A few last sloppy thrusts and he stilled inside her, both of them spasming from the intensity of their orgasms.

Slowly he pulled out of her, feeling her pussy spasming almost making him cum again. She stood up and pulled her thong up, and pulled up her dress down while he put his shorts up. He pulled her close to him "I love you Avra!" He smiled at her, kissing her plump lips. "I love you to!" She smiled back.

"I'm gonna whoop his ass for you later!" He smiled.

She smiled widely "I can't wait!"

[joesanrio]

Hey girl could you do something with joseph (roman) having a daddy kink? only if you’re comfortable of course! i love your writing btw:))

MY FIRST ASK!!! Hey boo 🩷 Tysm for the kind words. Tbh, I think about it all the time!! So as soon as I saw this, I already had an idea ;) I hope you enjoy it!

Just this Once | R.R

Summary: Calling him all sorts of things when in bed was your specialty but one word never flew off your tongue, and that’s the one Joe wants to hear the most.

Pairings: Joe Anoa’i {Roman Reigns} x fem!reader || established relationship

Warnings: Pet names, kissing, fingering, oral (fem. and male receives), p in v, doggystyle, hair pulling, ass slapping, use of “Daddy” sexually, cum eating, choking, and etc.

Ratings: 18+

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It was a rare occasion to be out in public with the face of wwe, but today he really wanted to go to the mall since it’s been a minute. “Do you even have American Eagle money?” Joe rolls his eyes playfully as I beg for some jeans from there, “Nope but you do!” I smile and pull him into the store knowing there was more than enough money on my card for some jeans.

“Y/n..” Joe warns as I pick up about 3 jeans at the same time, “Don’t you want to see me try them on?” I look back innocently before placing them in the small bag. He follows behind me giving his opinions whenever I ask, before I finally find all that I wanted and head towards the register.

“Stop pouting. At least you get a little fashion show when we get home.” I smile at the unamused man as he pulls out his wallet, then placing a kiss onto his cheek.

[Home 5:30pm]

All the clothes set out on the bed as I have Joe wait in the living room, “Are you seriously watching Avengers right now?” I shout over the loud TV, down the hall. “Hurry up then.” Joe shouts back causing me to laugh, I put on the lingerie we bought earlier at VS. Looking at myself in the mirror, I become obsessed as the color fits my skin tone perfectly and hugs my body in all the right places.

“Turn it down, I’m ready.” I pout as I peek around the corner at the man, he turns the movie down slightly before crossing his arms allowing his muscles to pop. “Ta-da!” I smile as I do a spin for him, “Isn’t it so cute.. look it’s a small heart.” I point out the little lace detail on my bottoms.

He looks me up and down intensely, taking in every detail as he bites his lip. “Come here.” He practically whispers towards me, I sit onto his lap in anticipation while my hands fall onto his shoulders naturally.

He says nothing as he touches the lace material delicately, his eyes catching every detail of stitching against my soft body. “Let me see the other one.” He smirks before slapping my ass, I nod excitedly and walk back to our room.

Removing the set and finding the other one on the bed quickly, this one even better than the last. Going to my vanity, I roll on a small amount of perfume that he’ll only smell if he’s extra close.

Reapplying my gloss, I head back to the living room in his obviously favorite lingerie. “You look amazing.” He says as I spin for him, “This one doesn’t have a heart though.” I playfully pout as he stands up from the couch. Walking over to me, his arms wrap around my waist as his lips come down to kiss mine.

“You just put some gloss on..” he pulls away from the kiss as he licks the flavored gloss off his lips, nodding at his observation. Pulling him back down to my lips, feeling his hands fall into the small curve of my back. “Our room is a mess, isn’t it?” He mumbles against my lips before picking me up by my thighs, “Just a little.” I giggle as he takes us to guest room instead.

Laying me on the bed, I smile as he takes off his shirt while straddling above me. “Is this what they see when you’re wrestling?” I tease as he looks down at me unamused, “Y/n…cut it out.” He warns before smiling.

Wiggling underneath his body, his finger trail down from my collarbones to the top of my bellybutton. He crawls himself down before parting my legs to make space for himself, “You’re so wet hm?” He smirks as his index traces around my clit through the panties.

I moan softly at his teasing, “More..” I whine as he pulls my panties to the side and slide his finger in between my soaked folds. Placing a small kiss onto my clit, he smiles as he lifts himself from my core and places his finger into his mouth. He moans at the taste before collecting my juice onto his finger again and bringing it to my lips.

My lips wrap around his finger softly before sucking off my arousal as he smiles at the scene in front of him. Pulling my mouth away from his finger, he bends down to kiss my lips, “You’re eating so much honey, that you’re tasting like it now.” He says against my lips making me smile.

“Ass up baby.” He says as he gets off the bed to take off his pants while I quickly get in position. Impatient, I wiggle my ass before a hard smack comes down onto my cheek. “Be patient or you can fuck yourself..” his voice vibrates through my ears as I feel the tip of his cock roll in between my glistening folds.

His large hands pulling my hips back towards him, “You’re soaking my dick..” he moans as he continues to rub himself onto me. “Put it in.” I whine and he shushes me, “Magic words?” He teases. One of his hands making there way to rub on my clit, making me lose all concentration that I had. “Pretty please!” I moan as I feel myself drip onto the sheets underneath.

“Pretty please what?” I can feel his stare on the mess I’m leaving on his fingers, “Pretty please Joseph.” I practically shout as his other hand spreads my lips apart to see my entrance. “Nope, try again for me.” He speaks while his fingers that were playing with my clit now enter my entrance with ease. “I- mmm pretty please Leati!” He laughs at my attempt in pure amusement, before his fingers hit my g-spot.

“Let’s try Daddy? Isn’t that a good one.” He suggests as he quickens his pace inside, causing the room to fill with the wet noises of my pussy. “Pretty please daddy.” I practically shout into the pillow in front of me as he places a kiss right onto my ass. “There ya go.” He praises as I clench on his fingers before he pulls them out, replacing them with his large cock.

As he enters, my walls tighten unintentionally causing him to almost collapse at the feeling of my soft, tight walls. “So good…” I moan as my hips push further back allowing him to slip inside completely, his hands grab my waist gently. “Fuck- you’re big.” I moan as he pulls out to the tip and plunges back into my pussy. “You should see how pretty your little pussy looks right no- goddamn!” Joe exclaims as I clench onto him.

“More.” I beg as he quickens his pace, head thrown back as he pulls my hips back to meet his thrust. The loud sounds of our moans and our bodies smacking together filling the room. “Daddy harder!” I yelp as he slaps my ass and watches it jiggle after each hit, “Oh fuck y/n..” he pounds into me causing my body to jolt against the mattress.

Gripping the sheets and pillows around me, the feeling of my orgasm building in my stomach. “Oh you’re throwing it back now?” He moans breathlessly, nodding eagerly as my hips push themselves back onto his cock. “Right there?” Joe teases as I squeal when he hits my g-spot, “Yes! Omg daddy pl-“ I cry out as the feeling of his cock penetrating my walls deeply starts to become overwhelming.

“You got it. Take daddy’s cock.” He groans as I clench around him, his hand pulling me up by my throat against his broad chest. “I’m gonna cum! Please let me cum!” I whine as my head falls forward, his hands letting go of my throat to play with my boobs. “You can do better than that.” He teases as he pulls at my nipples, “Beg for me..” he whispers in my ear with his deep voice. “Please let me cum daddy! I’ll be a good girl- oh-“ I beg before I cum all over his cock, his hips stutter as I clench onto him.

His rough breath leaving my ear as he pushes me back down to the pillows, his thrust making me squirm due to the overstimulation. “Daddy didn’t say cum.. now you have to just please me.” He grunts as he pulls out of my soaked pussy, “I’m sorry!” I gasp as he grabs my hair. “Yeah? Well be sorry and suck daddy’s cock.” He says as he lays back against the pillows after pulling me up by my hair.

Crawling in between his legs, his drenched veiny cock is on full display. I grab the base as he immediately tenses at the touch, squeezing it before pulling up to the tip. Cum spilling out his reddened tip as his hips thrust into my palm, my plump lips coming to suck on the tip. “Oh y/n! Fuck.” He groans as his hands grab my hair, “Yes daddy?” I tease the tip of his cock before taking him fully into my mouth. His hips rolling as he pushes my head down, “Just like that! Just like- oh I’m gonna cum.” He says while throwing his head back. I swallow every drop of his thick cum, before leaving a small kiss on his tip.

Joe pulling me up onto his lap for a kiss, his tongue entering my mouth while his hands go straight to ass. “You did so good.” He pulls away to admire my fucked out face, smiling I kiss cheek. “What was that all about?” I ask as his fingers trace small shapes onto my ass, “What?” His calm face contorting to a confused one. “Daddy.” I reply as his hands immediately place a small smack on my ass cheek.

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Just Like at the Movies (Drew McIntyre x Fem. Reader x Roman Reigns) (18+ Fic)

Summary: Reader has a filthy fantasy and her boyfriends, Roman and Drew fulfil said fantasy... without the need for getting arrested, of course.

Tags: 18+, dirty talk, praise kink, simulated public sex, voyeurism, kink, consensual kink, consensual sex, unprotected sex, riding.

Word Count: 2,843

“Filthiest fantasy that your partner- or partners- “Drew playfully amended, wiggling his eyebrows like a dork as he motioned to himself and Roman while he took his turn reading from the small card. “-don’t know about or you’re too embarrassed to talk about...”

I threw my head back against our l-shaped couch, laughing boisterously. I was lying on my back horizontally, my head rested on Drew’s lap and my legs were draped over Roman. They both had just come home from being on the road for way too long, and we decided to spend a quiet evening at home to just spend some time together as a couple, playing a couples’ card game I had bought on a whim one night on Amazon.

I took a second to mull over Drew’s question, combing through the deep recesses of my filthy mind to come up with an answer until I began to blush deeply.

“Ummm… oh! I got it!... I mean I guess it’s pretty fuckin filthy since it’s in public…” I began, blushing deeper as both my boyfriends raised the brows curiously.

“Spit it out, babygirl.” Roman chuckled as he lightly squeezed my thigh until I batted him away. I was ridiculously ticklish around my thighs, and he knew that.

“Stooop- uh… well, okay. We said we weren’t gonna pussy out on any questions soooo… I’ve always had this fantasy of fucking in a movie theater. Sitting all the way in the back…” I spoke. I could hear my voice getting lower and breathier as I slowly transported myself into my fantasy without really meaning to.

“Maybe during an action movie. Or a scary movie- yall know I need to be distracted during the scariest parts.” I giggled softly, my mind faraway and oblivious to the way my men were staring at me with their mouths slightly agape.

“I’m sitting in between both of you and… and my hands slowly begin to wander,” I continued, sucking my bottom lip into my mouth as I pictured myself unbuttoning their jeans, my hands reaching in to stroke them both on either side of me, my eyes straight ahead on the movie screen until I gave up and focused entirely on them. I closed my eyes, letting myself fully sink into my filthy thoughts, gasping as I felt a hand- Drew’s- slowly sneak into my silky robe to grope one of my breasts, rolling and pinching my nipple until it was taut and sensitive, while Roman’s hands ran over my calves and then my thighs. Expert fingers massaged my breasts and between my thighs, making me arch my back and whimper.

“And then what, love?” I heard Drew’s raspy voice in the midst of my hazy pleasure, redirecting me back to the scenario I had so carefully crafted in my mind.

“A- and…” I cleared my throat, letting out a soft gasp as the pad of Roman’s fingers made tiny, delicious circles over my entrance, up toward my clit and back, and Drew’s hands continued their equally as delicious torture on my breasts before his hand moved down to join Roman’s hand between my legs. I let out a strangled moan as my clit and my entrance were now given attention by both men, but I willed myself to focus.

I wasn’t expecting anything to come out of this confession. But holy shit, were my boys going to deliver…

“Eventually I start sucking you both off,” I whispered, hearing them groan almost in unison at the mental image. “By the time I’m riding one of you, some of the people in the theater start to slowly catch onto what’s going on… of course they won’t rat us out. Some of them are sitting there scandalized. Others are pretending like they’re not turning to watch us every so often. Like they’re not so hot and bothered that they’re willing the movie to finish so they can go straight home to fuck their wives or husbands. Aside from the feeling of you guys inside of me, that’s the best fuckin’ part.” I said, smirking wistfully. I let out a curse in unison with both men as I felt a finger crook right against my sweet spot. My back nearly arched off the couch and I reached down, laying my hand over theirs as they worked my pussy until I felt that familiar tightening in my gut and in my core.

But my pleasure was short lived.

“Hey, why’d yall stop?!” I whined, slowly opening my eyes. I gasped at the sight I was met with. Their eyes dark with arousal, panting just as hard as I was, Drew and Roman’s gaze penetrated my own. None of us said a word for a long moment before Drew finally broke the silence.

“You think you can work us up like that and we were just gonna give you what you wanted, darling?... Nah,” he said. He chuckled as he shook his head, slowly trailing the pads of his fingertips from my pussy until they reached my lips. On instinct, my lips closed around the digits and goosebumps peppered my skin as I licked his fingers clean, tasting myself before Roman did the same.

“I didn’t mean to… you asked.” I replied grumpily, causing them both to chuckle.

“We did. And I think you gave us an idea.” Roman said. I gulped hard and my pulse quickened as I watched them share a look. They seemed to be communicating silently until they wore matching wicked grins. In that moment I felt much like a little deer lying between two hungry lions… I had no idea that they were gonna give me one of, if not the best evening of my life.

“You trust us?” Roman asked.

“Of course,” I nodded without hesitation.

“Good.” Drew replied.

~3 Days Later~

I felt giddy as I got ready to spend the evening with the boys. I had decided on a maroon flare skirt, a white off-the-shoulder crop top, along with some cute maroon flats to match my skirt and minimal makeup.

We weren’t going out, though. We had our own home theater and the boys put their heads together to make things happen tonight. They said they wanted to give me fantasy- without the threat of actually getting arrested or to be put on a watchlist which, I had to say I couldn’t agree with more. The idea of being caught was hotter than the reality, I was sure. So, I was grateful that Roman and Drew were extra creative.

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“Are you sure she’s gonna go for this?” Drew asked Roman skeptically as they set up the home theater in the upstairs part of their shared home. The lights have been dimmed with only the glare of the movie screen showing a still from Evil Dead Rise. The boys had decided that a scary movie would be the best option for tonight. They weren’t planning on really watching most of it anyway… soft popping sounds could be heard coming from the popcorn machine whirring into action while both men fluffed up a couple pillows into some of the seats, draping them in hoodies and other articles of clothing to give the affect of an actual human sitting down to watch the movie. They had also invited a couple of their neighbors and friends who were also kinky to come and watch the action and they had all readily agreed.

“Man, did you see how she just spaced out the second just from thinking about it? … Look, the mind is powerful. Plus, we got some of our friends coming over- She’ll love it.” Roman replied.

Once they were done setting up, they texted their friends to make sure everything was on schedule before they took themselves downstairs to my bedroom to take me to our home theater.

I gasped as I was led through the halls of our home. Movie posters of what was currently in theaters lined the walls, just like there would be in an actual movie theater. The warm buttery smell of popcorn, mozzarella sticks, and candy hit my nostrils before we even entered the theater room.

“Woahh yall went all out, oh my god…” I marveled, laughing as the guys led me to the theater room with their hands on the small of my back. LED lights led the way to our seats and as soon as our butts planted in our seats, my palms began to sweat, and my stomach began to erupt in nervous butterflies. Holy fuck they really went all out… for me…

Those butterflies intensified as some of our friends filed into the room, smiling at us politely as if we were total strangers to then make their way to their seats. With the pillows stuffed into the seats, the room looked packed, and I could feel a bead of sweat trickling down my back in anticipation of what was to come.

Roman went to go grab us snacks before we all sat down to watch the movie and I didn’t even think to ask how the movie was playing seemingly on its own.

At first, I was too shy and too floored to initiate anything. So, my boys, reading me like a book, slowly took each of my hands in theirs and guided them toward their crotch. I let out a soft gasp as their hardening lengths grew underneath my palm and I let myself unbutton their jeans before my hand slipped inside and I stroked them to full hardness. By then some of our friends were starting to stare, whispering amongst themselves with put-on scandalized looks in their eyes that made me squeeze my thighs together and my skin warm… The way Drew and Roman both stifled their groans during a quiet part of the movie made me sink further and further into character and by the time they urged me to lean down and take them into my mouth, I was sure we’d get caught doing something we shouldn’t.

“What if- “I began, my lips ghosting over the tip of Drew’s cock, but they both quickly shook their heads.

“We’re not gonna get caught. They can’t see us.” Drew said.

“But they’re looking…” I whispered back, discreetly nodding toward one pair of our friends who were blatantly staring.

“Do they look upset?” Roman replied, an eyebrow raised, and his eyes amused as we looked our friends who… who were anything but upset.

That was all I needed.

As my head bobbed on Drew’s cock and my hand stroked Roman’s I moaned eagerly, my eyes smiling at Drew as his hips ever so slowly thrusted upwards and his hand rested over the back of my head. Though his eyes tried to focus on the movie, I let out a muffled giggle as the blue irises began to go a little unfocused.

“That’s it… good fucking girl.” He murmured and my heart soared, and my pussy throbbed in response. It was a wonder how I wasn’t soaking through my skirt and the seat underneath me at this point.

“And a fuckin’ dirty one too,” I heard the smirk in Roman’s voice as he took his eyes off the screen and watched us. “… Shit. Sit up, sit up.” Roman suddenly urged, pulling my arm lightly but urgently. In lieu of zipping his pants back up, Drew instead grabbed the bucket of popcorn he laid on the ground by his feet and placed it over his exposed crotch as a movie attendant with a flashlight entered the room, scanning the seats until his squinting eyes landed on the three of us.

… Mox?!

Oh my god… If I weren’t so immersed in this fantasy, I would’ve marveled at the mere idea of the boys somehow roping Mox into this. My blush deepened and I wanted the ground to swallow me as Mox scanned his eyes over the three of us… welp, guess that answers the question of who started up the movie. Mox was a trusted friend and someone who we all wanted to play with at some point and he was... ridiculously good at this. My pussy throbbed even more, feeling sensitive underneath the thin fabric of my soaked panties as Mox eyed us suspiciously. As if he knew we were up to no good.

Oh my god… if either Drew or Roman weren’t inside of me within 2 seconds, I was surely going to pass out.

“Everything okay over here?” Mox asked gruffly, pointing the flashlight at each of us. Though I loved my boyfriends to death, I couldn’t help but notice that the movie attendant uniform hugged him in all the right places…

“Uh- y-yes. Yup. Mhm.” I stuttered out, my lips and eyes glistening in a way that left no room for doubt as to what was happening before Mox had entered the room. Roman, Drew and I shared a look before we all smiled innocently at him.

We kept our innocent smiles as he gave us one last suspicious look before he walked down all of the seats, the light on his flashlight lighting up different parts of the room. He took his sweet ass time and the three of us were starting to get antsy. We watched Mox walk around the room at an agonizingly slow pace until he was seemingly satisfied.

My heart pounded as he threw us suspicious every now and again and I let out a whooshing breath of relief as soon as he walked out of the room.

“I thought he’d never fuckin’ leave… C’mere, baby.” Roman whispered, unbuttoning his jeans again before my mouth sank onto his cock next. He wasted no time in thrusting his hips upwards and I could hear the low murmurs of our friends during another quiet moment in the movie.

I felt insanely powerful, watching the head of Roman’s cock drip precum onto my hand and I heard Drew panting hard next to me.

I released a surprised yip, muffled by roman’s cock as Drew parted my thighs and reached between them to run his fingers over the soaked fabric of my panties. I moan loudly, forgetting about the other “moviegoers” for a moment as Drew toyed with my sensitive pussy.

“She wet?” Roman asked, grunting as I took him as deep into my mouth as I could, gagging a little before I willed my throat to relax.

“Our dirty little princess is soaking… aren’t you, sweetheart?” Drew murmured. I let out an eager ‘mhm!’ as my head continued to bob before I redirected my attention back to Drew. I wanted them both dangerously close to their release.

“Lookatchu… so fuckin’ beautiful… pretending to be all worried that we were gonna caught. I think she wants us to get caught.” Roman panted, smirking at Drew who was barely holding his grunts and growls back at this point.

“Fuck…! I think so too,” Drew whispered.

…I couldn’t take it anymore. I slowly stood up, moaning softly as the fabric of my panties rubbed against my tender and aching pussy. My jaw dropped as I rested on Drew’s lap, and he pulled my panties to the side and his girth deliciously stretched me open.

“Shit that was easy… fuck you’re soaking wet, darling… Oh you’re gonna cum already, huh? Good… cum for us, kitten…” Drew murmured against my lips and our tongues danced together for a moment as I wasted no time in rolling my hips, taking him as deep as I could. I let out a shaky whimper in response and my thighs trembled as Drew’s reached back down to toy with my sensitive clit.

“Oh my god,” I whimpered, going cross-eyed for a moment as the pleasure quickly became too much.

My eyes caught one of my girlfriends with her head in her boyfriends’ lap, bobbing slowly. I let out a guttural groan at the sight, pistoning my hips faster until the head of Drew’s cock jabbed at my sweet spot. My orgasm caught up to me quicker than I expected, and I shattered in Drew’s lap, my arms wrapped around his neck as he quickly followed suit.

Giving me little time to recover, I was tossed unceremoniously onto Roman’s lap and we both groaned as I sunk down onto him, my juices intermingling with Drew’s seed still seeping filthily out of me.

“Oh, fuck you always take our cocks so well, baby…” Roman growled. “You see what you did?” he asked, the veins in his neck prominent as my walls squeezed him. He nodded toward our friends who were well on their way to give us a show of their own. “I can’t blame em for not waiting til they got home, you look so fuckin beautiful riding us like this, babygirl… You gonna cum again, baby?” Roman crooned as my chest heaved and my thighs began to tremble again in that tell-tale sign.

“God you guys are the fuckin best…” I replied, my words slurred as my body spasmed with pleasure over, and over, and over again…

[imaginexwwe]

HIS GIRL - Roman Reigns

JUST SOMETHING I HAD SITTING IN MY DRAFTS SINCE LAST YEAR ✍😅 MY FRIEND WHO'S NOT ON HERE AND DOESN'T WRITE HELPED WITH THE SEMI SPICY PART LOL 🤣

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REAL NAMES WILL BE USED JUST CAUSE

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Y|N AND JOE HAVE BEEN BEST FRIENDS SINCE MIDDLE SCHOOL AND HAVE EVEN FOOLED AROUND OCCASIONALLY BUT THEIR RELATIONSHIP SOON CHANGES WHEN NEW BOY COLBY LOPEZ ARRIVES

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"I should get going, Joe." Y|N giggled, trying to wiggle out of his grip causing the guy next to her to tighten his grip. "Joseph, let go."

"I don't want you to go."

And I don't want to leave.

Y|N sighed.

Her lips slowly turning upwards into a smile as she unknowingly sunk deeper into his muscular arms.

Just hearing Joe say he didn't want her to leave made her stomach do backflips.

But she knew she had to stop herself before she got too deep in her feelings.

Like who was she kidding?

Joseph's her bestfriend.

Has been her best friend since the day they met when she was the new girl in school.

The first day of seventh grade, to be exact.

It was only recently that they had decided to give in to the temptation that had began lingering over them since their junior year of high school, and had, had sex.

It was Y|N's first time.

Not so much Joe's.

Of course, the man's like every girl's fantasy at school.

But that's beside the point.

Y|N had swore up and down that night she had allowed Joe to take her virginity that she could handle her emotions, and not be one of those clingy girls that all of a sudden wanted more than no strings attached.

Those girls that would ultimately find themselves wanting a relationship.

Wanting said bestfriend to be theirs and only theirs.

When deep down she had quickly became that girl.

All because she wanted her bestfriend to make her feel the way he had made those other girls feel.

It just so happen, Y|N was good at hiding how she felt.

But then there would be times like now, when Joe would say things like 'I don't want you to go.'

Something so simple that would only make Y|N long for something more, even more.

Get yourself together, before you ruin everything.

With another sigh, Y|N began wiggling again. "It's the night before the first day of senior year, Joe. I have to go home and get some sleep."

"Sleep here." Joe quickly replied, with a chuckle as he leaned over to nip at the skin on my neck, almost immediately causing me to close my eyes, and bit down on my lips. "Please."

Y|N shook her head, trying to fight off the urge to moan, as Joe's hand began to slide further and further down her body. "I have no clothes." She quickly blurted out, trying to think of any excuse to be let go.

"Wear something of mines." Joe countered with a smirk as his hand stopped. "You love stealing my stuff all the other times."

"My dads will be pissed." Y|N gasped out, feeling Joe's finger come in contact with her folds. "I'm not about to show up on the first day of my senior year dressed like you. And I know if I stay I won't be getting much sleep."

"Are you serious?" Joe questioned, looking over at Y|N in disbelief. "You really want to go? Right now?" His grip now loosened from around Y|N waist.

No!

"Well..." Y|N stuttered out, rolling over so that she could face Joe. "Maybe I can be a little late. But we have to be quick."

"No promises." She heard her bestfriend say, smirking, as he gripped Y|N's face, pulling her in for a kiss.

This boy will be the death of me.

•

"Looks like you and Joe had a good time." Trinity said, nudging Y|N with her elbow as she, Y|N and their other friend Liv walked down the hall at the end of school.

"Is it really noticeable..?" Y|N blushed, already knowing her friend was referring to the hickey Joe had marked her with last night when they were going for round two. "I was up at six this morning covering this thing up."

Thank goodness the other three are in a place they won't see, Y|N thought, giggling to herself.

Liv shrugged, playfully rolling her eyes at her friend. "Well, it looks like you need a touch up."

"I'll put more on in the ca-"

Before Y|N could finish what she was saying, a male voice was heard calling out to her.

"Who's he?" Liv was the first to ask, as the three girls turned their attention to the unrecognizable boy calling out to Y|N.

"Oh..." Y|N spoke with a smile. "The new guy, Colby. He just moved to Florida from Iowa."

Trinity laughed, eyeing her friend. "And how do you know all of this?" She asked, taking note of the instantaneous smile that formed on Y|N's face.

"He's in my first and second period."

And before either one of her friends could think of anything else to say or question her about, Y|N had walked off heading over to Colby.

•

"Is that Y|N?" Joe heard his cousin Jonathan ask as him and Jon's younger twin brother Joshua turned a corner in school, heading for the double doors to leave out the school building.

Joe stopped in his tracks, looking in the direction that his younger cousin was looking.

Seeing none other than Y|N.

And some guy he didn't know.

"Who's that guy she's talking to?"

"Oh, that's the new guy, Cory." Jon answered.

"It's Colby." Josh spoke up, correcting his brother. "He's the new kid from Iowa. He's in first period with me and Y|N."

Joe nodded, his eyes locked on his bestfriend as she was deep in conversation with Colby.

Even when Joe tried to tear his eyes away, he couldn't.

And for some reason, the longer he watched the more his blood began to boil.

Wait, why was his blood boiling?

Y|N's talked to guys other than him and his cousins before.

Hell she's even dated guys before.

She's even been out a few times with guys since they began fooling around.

And Joe's never had a problem before.

But then again, he's never had to watch Y|N talk to a guy other than him, his family and a few mutual guy friends.

People that went to school here knew Y|N was Joe's.

And because of that she was off limits.

So, he most definitely didn't want to start having to watch some clueless ass new guy step on his territory.

Now that he's got a good thing going on with her.

As if someone was controlling him, Joe had quickly made his way over to where Y|N stood, laughing with the new guy, Colby.

"Hey, beautiful." He greeted Y|N, leaning down giving Y|N a sloppy kiss, shoving his tongue into her mouth.

That's my girl, Joe thought smirking into the kiss as Y|N almost immediately kissed back.

•

Okay.

What.

The.

Fuck?

Y|N slowly pulled away from the kiss, her hand on Joe's chest as she pushed him back.

Where did that come from?

She could feel heat rising to her face as she stood there for a second or two trying to catch her breath after Joe's spontaneous tongue filled kiss.

And 'hey beautiful?'

When did Joe start addressing her as beautiful?

Don't get it wrong, Joe has always been the main guy to call her beautiful or make her feel beautiful but that was maybe when Y|N was showing off a new outfit or you know, when they're having sex or whatever.

But addressing by saying beautiful?

That's new.

She wasn't even sure if he's ever even addressed her as babe, or even baby before.

So why now?

Y|N looked up at Joe for the first time since he came over to her and stuck his tongue down her throat seeing a new emotion that she's never seen before.

Jealousy.

Joseph was jealous over something I was doing?

Could he be feeling the things I've been feeling for him lately, for me?

"I'm sorry about that, Colby." Y|N said embarrassingly as she tried to focus her attention on her new friend, while also taking notice of how close Joe was pulling her in to him. "This is Joe."

"Colby." The guy she's only met this morning during class said a smile on his face as he stretched out a balled up fist to Joe seemingly to give him a fist bump.

Joe nodded, ignoring Colby's gesture. "I heard Y|N." He mumbled turning to Y|N dropping his arm from around Y|N's waist. "I'm ready to go."

Y|N nodded taking note of his tone.

It wasn't something she liked considering it didn't seem like the Joseph she'd known since she was twelve.

But at the same time he was her ride home and because of her being unable to say no to a second round with Joe last night, she was on the verge of being grounded by her dads after coming home half an hour after her curfew.

"I'll see you tomorrow." She said to Colby, before turning and walking off with Joe.

•

Joe walked to his car, an slightly angry Y|N leading the way as she stomped ahead, her arms crossed over her chest.

This is gonna be a long ride.

Seeing Y|N had reached his car before him, Joe used his key fob to unlock the car giving her access.

About a minute later, Joe had finally gotten settled in the car and had thrown his backpack in the backseat next to Y|N's.

"What the hell was that?" He heard Y|N ask, her head snapping in his direction as he put his key in the ignition, starting his car engine. "And don't ask what like you don't know I'm talking about you shoving your damn tongue down my throat."

"I thought you loved my tongue." Joe fake gasped, pretending to be hurt bu Y|N insinuating she didn't enjoy their kiss.

Y|N blushed, rolling her eyes. "I do love your tongue Joe." She replied. "But that's not what I mean."

"Then I'm confused."

"You've never done something like that at school, Joe. That's what I'm trying to say." Y|N tried explaining, hoping Joe was catching on to what she was saying or trying to say.

"I've never had to." Joe replied, glancing over at his bestfriend. "I've never felt like someone was threatening me."

Y|N scoffed. "How was Colby threatening you? All he was doing was talking to me."

"I don't know." Joe mumbled. "It's just everybody at school knows you're mine but here comes some new kid and he's basically flirting with you." He added. "I just wanted him to know you're my girl."

"Really?"

"Really, Y|N." Joe quickly answered, unaware of the way Y|N thought he meant when he said she was his girl.

Joe did mean it when he said Y|N was his girl.

He won't even deny that he's got actual romantic feelings for her to anyone, other than Y|N herself.

But he didn't mean it as he plan to stop seeing his other flings.

After all him and Y|N had an understanding.

And him getting jealous didn't mean much right?

As long as Y|N kept her romances out of his sight and she stayed away from that new kid, this thing between him and his bestfriend was good.

•

Y|N smiled, while also side eying her bestfriend.

She wasn't stupid.

Which was why she knew Joe hadn't meant that she was his in a way she'd hoped he'd meant.

But that was fine.

Cause atleast now Y|N knew Joe had enough feelings for her that he would get jealous over her simply talking to a guy.

After all he wouldn't have gotten jealous over someone he just saw as a friend who he enjoyed having sex with from time to time...

Right?

One thing's for sure Y|N had more hope in this moment than she did last night when they were together.

[devils-little-sista]

It would be really cool if Hades would enchant Nicos skull ring to have all the powers of the helm of darkness. That way Nico could shadow travel all the time as much as he wants to anywhere in the world without having to worry about being exhausting himself. (Will and Piper are not apart of this I’m sorry.

And Hades does this right after the war with Gea when Nico is still fading. Hades doesn’t ever want something like that happening to his son again. And he would have enchanted the ring sooner but he was so busy with the whole split personality disorder with Pluto. The only problem is he doesn’t think to tell Nico that he’s taking the ring for a little while to enchant it.

So Nico wakes up one morning a couple days after the war and he just feels wrong. Something about his hands feels unleveled. He wiggles his fingers and reaches for the ring that he was in the habit of twisting around his finger. It’s not there. Gone. Family heirloom and last gift from Bianca and/or his father is just gone. Oh the tragedy. Oh the despair.

He thinks it might have fell off while he was sleeping which has never happened before but well he has lost some weight maybe his finger just got a little too thin and the ring slipped off. So he turns the entire Hades cabin upside down looking for this ring because he knows he had it when he went to bed last night. He vividly remembers fidgeting with the ring as he was about to fall asleep so it’s gotta be somewhere in this dam cabin.

Hazel woke up to Nico scuttling around on the floor and quietly hissing “where is iiiiiiiiiittt. where is iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiittt!” His bed was overturned and blankets were thrown across the cabin. Everything was out of its place. Ugh. She had to get the Roman’s all packed up and ready to leave before noon, she did not need to be dealing with her insane brothers antics and shenanigans this morning.

Nico goes insane for several days fretting over this ring. Hazel and Reyna help him look as much as they can but they’re very busy with the Roman’s and soon they leave. Jason helps him look after that but they find nothing.

In a fit of despair Nico decides he’s looked everywhere literally everywhere even the places where it cannot possibly be and he decides to take a trip to the underworld and apologetically explain to his father that he lost the ring because Maybe Hades can help find it.

He explains this to Jason and promises he’ll be back within a weeks time (because he might want to stay for dinner and rest before the long trip back and might want to say hello to a couple friends down there). Jason insists on going with him. Nico reluctantly obliged.

So they go to the underworld. Nico is a total mess. You’d think he did something actually awful and genuinely regretted it by the way he was acting instead of loosing a ring. He tells Hades what happened and apologizes profusely. Jason is just kinda standing there next to him the whole time.

Hades is confused why his son is acting this way at first but then apologizes for taking the ring without warning and explains that he was enchanting it to replicate the helms powers and was going to give it back as soon as it was done.

Nico collapses on the floor of the throne room and rolls around and cries in relief. The ring is safe. The family heirloom is not lost. The last gift from Bianca and his father is in trusted hands. His loving father who meant well just had a moment of stupidity and forgot to tell him.

And Jason breathes a sigh of relief as well and sits down on the floor as Nico rolls around and has his little tantrum.

Afterwards Hades invites them both to dinner and they eat all their favorite foods and Hades offers to let them stay in Nico’s room for as long as they like or until the ring is finished or they could go back to camp now and Hades will send the ring up when it’s done.

They choose to hang out in the underworld until the ring is done. Hades sends a few cadavers up to the mortal to get food groceries for Jason and bring them back down there cause Jason can’t eat underworld food.

They have a great time playing in Nico’s giant apartment. There’s a trampoline and a hot tub and a pool and a game room and a ping pong table and air hockey and video games and movies. They just have a good old time.

And when the ring is done Hades literally brings it to Nico on a silver platter. He puts the ring on and discovers it also has healing properties. He no longer feels fatigued at all. Not a single part of him is the least bit shadowy. But the shadows still cling to him and are easier to control. He basically has all the power of a god with this ring now. But everyone knows they can’t really say that out loud or else you know who will be mad.

Nico and Jason decide to stay for one last dinner with Hades and Persephone. They have a great time. Jason unexpectedly gets along great with Hades. And Persephone is kinda quiet but there are no arguments as there sometimes are. They say goodbye to Hades and Nicos first yeast run of the ring is from the palace kitchen to Camp Half-Blood. It works like a charm. Happily ever after.

[ashtonisvibing]

"I dare you to..."

Fandom: Sanders Sides

Alternate Universe: None

Ship(s): Intrulogical

Character(s): Logan Sanders, Remus Sanders

Warning(s): Dissection, mentions of cannibalism, possible actual cannibalism (depends how you look at it)

Originally Published: Nov. 15, 2023

Author's Notes:

wowowow, sanders sides! i've finally added them to my roster, wowie!

intrulogical fanfic cuz i love my favorite lab rat x mad scientist couple :}c

side note, the cannibalism tag is on a technicality... and also as a "just in case". you'll understand when you read, but if it doesn't ACTUALLY count as cannibalism please let me know!

also... i have no idea how a dissection works, only time i dissected something was during biology when we dissected rats, and i barely remember how we did that. but hey, i think a messy and improper dissection is perfect for these freaks (affectionate)

pronouns check:

logan - he/him

remus - he/it

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The squelching of blood and organs mixed with Remus' mindless chatter was always a mix that Logan enjoyed during their "dates", if one could consider cutting into your boyfriend and dissecting him a date. The duke was talking about his most recent idea to prank Roman, arms gesturing around as he tried not to interfere with Logan's careful slicing of his skin. The last time he accidentally got in the way he nearly lost a finger. Not like he hadn't caused himself to lose more than just that before, placing his dismembered limbs around the Mindscape was a real treat when he heard Patton and Roman's terrified screams.

"So, what surprise do you have for today's escapade?" Logan interrupted his boyfriend's endless chatter, having made the incisions and waiting to get any sort of hint for what could be under the nearly deathly pale skin. It was always something new with their dates. One time the duke had replaced everything inside of his chest- bones, organs, even the veins and muscles and blood- with globs of clay. The nerd's first sign that something was amiss should have been the fact that no blood had surfaced when he inserted his scalpel into the skin.

Remus simply gave a chuckle as he looked up at Logan. "What, you really think I'm gonna tell that easily?" He then made an attempt at wiggling his upper body seductively. To anyone else it would look awkward, the laying position he was in certainly didn't help. For Logan and his visibly blue with blush cheeks it did the trick quite well. "C'mon Mr. Scientist, crack me open and rearrange my insides like you did last night~" And that blue blush was quick to become the nerd's blue face, to which Re cracked a smirk. It wasn't hard to fluster his boyfriend, he had learned how to make his innuendos obvious enough for Lo to understand while still being able to have fun with the wording.

Logan cleared his throat as he adjusted the goggles on his face; he insisted on wearing eye protection, just in case he was splattered with any sort of substance once again. "The difference here being that I may have to gag you this time if you keep speaking like that." Dating Remus certainly had its ups. The innuendos and suggestive flirting was something that had rubbed off on him. And the duke absolutely loved it.

"Aww, don't threaten me with a good time, sir~" Remus laughed. "'sides, I know you can't resist all the sounds I can make~"

"Do you want me to literally open you up or are we doing something else now?" The nerd hummed as he looked at the man below him. Admittedly he didn't want this date to switch over to anything else so quickly. While it might not be obvious to anyone else who didn't know him well enough, Lo was excited to see whatever surprise awaited him in the chest cavity he had created in Re. He didn't want to have to sew his boyfriend up without even getting to see anything. Remus was honestly the only one who knew Logan well enough to see that excitement in the other's almost midnight blue eyes. How could he possibly pull his boyfriend away from this just for some sex, especially when it was obvious that he wasn't in the mood.

The duke gave a smile as he set his hands on either side of his abdomen, as if he was presenting whatever was in there to the nerd. "Open me up, berry. Think you'll be surprised by this round." He chuckled softly.

On that command Logan grabbed a couple pairs of retractors to pull the skin flaps back and hold them in place. And what he saw in the cavity was... Quite normal. Heart, lungs, liver, nerves, everything seemed to be there. There wasn't any discoloration, no weird textures. Everything was as red and pink and fleshy as it all should be. Lo raised an eyebrow as he looked around for anything that could be out of place. Maybe bugs were about to start crawling out from who knows where? Maybe a strange creature would pop out Alien style? But nothing happened. "Is this it?" Logan finally asked as he looked at his boyfriend's face. He couldn't help the bit of disappointment in his voice, Re's strange antics were why he loved these dates.

Remus simply shrugged in response. "Eh, not feeling that creative today." Before the nerd could retaliate the duke kept speaking. "How 'bout we play some truth or dare while you look around in there?" He let out a giggle. Now Logan was even more confused.

"Truth or dare..??"

"Yeah!" Re's giggle turned into a laugh as he nodded, his hands shooting up into the air. "That's what can be different this time! Playing a fun game together! Please, berry?"

Logan could never resist when his boyfriend pulled those puppy eyes, they made him completely melt. How could he not when the other looked as cute as he did? So he gave a sigh and nodded, picking up a scalpel to begin his dissection. Might as well do something while they played truth or dare. "Alright, alright. Who's going to start?"

"I will, I will!" Remus continued to laugh as he clapped his hands over his head. "Truth or dare?"

The nerd took a second to think his choice over. "Truth."

"Is it true that you looooove me~?" Re's question was ended in a snicker as he looked up at his boyfriend, cheeks a slight green. He was rarely ever corny with his flirting, preferring to be more sexual and gross. But he had his moments when it was just the two of them. And those moments always managed to bring a smile to Lo's lips and a flutter to his heart.

"I wouldn't be dating you if I didn't love you, you rat." Logan chuckled softly as he not-at-all carefully broke off one of Re's ribs to get a better look at it. He was still convinced that he would find something unusual about the other's insides. It happened with every other dissection. Why was this time any different? "Truth or dare?"

"Hmmmmm... Dare. Gimme a good one, a real... Creepy one." Remus chuckled softly, his arms crossing behind his head to prop it up a little.

Logan set the rib on a separate table beside him, where he'd keep anything else he'd pull out. They'd be placed back inside his boyfriend later. "I dare you to pull your eyes out."

Re's response was to blow raspberries at the nerd before easily pulling his vibrant green eyes out of their sockets with a comical pop, a black ink-like substance now oozing from the holes. He didn't seem very pleased by this dare. "C'mon Lo, pulling my eyes out is the oldest trick in my book! I did this a couple'a days ago to put them in Virgin's soda! Should've seen the look on his face, if he was Patton he would've vomited right then and there!" He gave a triumphant laugh before putting his eyes back where they should be, and the black substance stopped dripping. "Shame he's got a stronger stomach, but he went even paler than even my skin!"

"Apologies, I would have given something more horrifying, but..." The nerd drew out his sentence as he cut and pulled out one of Remus' kidneys, showing it off to his boyfriend. "I'm occupied with something else, as you can tell." The pair shared a chuckle - from Logan - and a laugh - from Remus.

"It's fine, berry. Just try to gimme something better." The duke smiled, taking his own kidney from the other to hold it in his hand and get a closer look. "Ain't nothing too gross for the Duke of the Macabre!"

"Of course, how could I forget?" Logan chuckled again, taking a pause from his work to take one of Remus' hands into his own, placing a soft kiss on the back of it. He couldn't help his smirk when he looked over at his boyfriend's face and saw the other's cheeks were a bright green. Some may think it hard to get the duke to blush and become flustered considering his crude and smutty way of flirting. Lo knew that all it took was gentle affection and the duke was putty in his hands. He just had to make sure no one else was around, but he was fine with keeping such moments private. It was his own precious secret.

The pair went back and forth with their little game for a while, the truths and dares getting more and more wild as the rounds went on. Until Logan asked for a dare, a shift from his truth preference, and Remus gave one

"Dare you to take a bite out of my intestine ya got there."

Sure enough, the nerd was holding his boyfriend's small intestine in his hands. The cavity was nearly empty by now. Only the heart, lungs, and small intestine having been left in. Logan did know that logically Remus would be able to survive without his heart and lungs, but he was still hesitant to take them out lest something go wrong this time.

The dare made him take quite a pause as it registered in his brain. He glanced at the organ in his hands, then at his boyfriend, then at the organ again. "Are you suggesting cannibalism?"

Remus gave a simple shrug in response, his eyes closed and arms once again crossed under his head. "Cannibalism, having a little snack, call it whatever ya want." He then snickered as his eyes opened to look at the other. "C'mon, don't chicken out now. No one else is here, they'll never know. We're technically not even real so, like, it's not really a crime, right? Don't gotta worry about infection, either! Promise I wash my insides every other day!" He then propped himself up by his elbows as best as he could so he could be closer to the other, those vibrant green eyes full of their usual mischief and chaos. "'sides, you're really gonna tell me you've never thought of it? What it might taste like? If it might gush with blood the moment you bite down into it, or how tender it might be. I'm not Janus but you can't lie to me. You're dating the Duke of the Macabre after all, you've gotta have some fucked up thoughts sometimes."

It honestly wouldn't be a lie to say that the thought had crossed Logan's mind a couple of times before. Of course Remus of all things had eaten human flesh before, mostly as a prank. Last Halloween he had tried to set out a bowl of assorted dismembered fingers and eyeballs and even tongues, and to try to prove his point that his bowl should stay among the actual candy, he pulled out one of the fingers and just ate it like it was a chicken leg. And while everyone else - save for Janus, the only other person besides Logan who was used to Re's antics - was utterly horrified, Lo couldn't help his thought of joining Remus to see just what it might taste like. Knowing the duke there was a chance that the bowl wasn't actually filled with body parts, only food made to look like such. But... Maybe they were. He now would never know, until now. He could satisfy his curiosity.

And so, after a surprisingly short think over, the nerd closed his eyes and bit into the intestine in his hands.

"... Blueberry-?" Logan spoke with the biteful still in his mouth, and with his eyes now opened he could see that... The intestine had turned blue, and had a gummy-like appearance to it. And sure enough when he started chewing, it was just like chewing a giant gummy worm. There was confusion written all over Lo's face that made Remus erupt with laughter.

"And that's the surprise! Gummy insides!" The duke sat up and reached over to the table where the assorted guts and bones sat, and all of those had turned into different colored gummies as well. He took a now orange stomach and bit into it with a happy smile. "Mmm, citrus... Think it might be grapefruit, can't quite tell." He shrugged before taking another bite, this time speaking with the candy in his mouth. "Figured I'd make this round more surprising by revealing it later." He swallowed his bite before continuing to speak. "Though I'm surprised, you didn't think over your dare that much before you took a good bite. Maybe you really are as fucked up as I am." He snickered.

Lo continued to stare at his boyfriend with that intended surprise before chuckling, hopping up onto the operating table. "Well, I am dating you after all." He took out the other end of the small intestine and handed it to Remus. "I'm sure I have to be... Fucked up, as you put it, to date you." Remus' smile grew more as he took the other end. Eating his gummified small intestine Lady and the Tramp style with his boyfriend wasn't a prediction for today, but it was certainly something he'd welcome with open arms.

"And that's why I love you, berry."

[ronearoundblindly]

♟ and Jake Jensen (shocking I knoe)

Arts and Crafts

No warnings. Pure fluff. WC ~700

Record-setting torrential downpours for days. It feels like it’s been raining for weeks, months even. You are starting to hate what used to be one of your favorite things.

You can’t nap anymore. You’ve run out of books to read (and listen to). You are trapped inside and ready to start pulling your hair out for the fun of it.

Although a gamer and techie who regularly sits in a dark room staring at a computer for twelve-hour stretches, Jake is also going stir-crazy and loudly announced that he was “fucking done” this morning before disappearing into his office.

You give up staring out the window by 9 AM, knocking on his open door in time with the scratching sound of the 3-D printer.

“Whatcha doing?” you ask in that cute way he likes.

Jake spins in the chair, a huge smile on his face, the kind that lifts his glasses with his cheeks.

“Nothing,” he lies, a mischievous glint flickering over the lenses.

You know better. “You’re bored, Jensen, and up to something.”

Your boyfriend opens his arms as you saunter over and perch in his lap, eyeing his screen over his shoulder. His feet shuffle to turn you both around.

“Is that some sort of longboat?” you guess. “Like the Vikings? Trying to get in touch with your roots, huh, Mister Frosted Tips?”

Jake chuckles while you play with his hair a bit, then he snuggles you closer.

“Actually,” he pushes at the bridge piece over his nose, “that is a Maori waka. Similar, but they made war canoes…and technically the Vikings had longships.”

You hum.

“Dork.”

Jake snorts and sags in the chair, resting his forehead on your shoulder. You simply card your fingers through his short hair some more.

“So why are you building yourself an ultra-tiny canoe?”

“Just an idea,” he mumbles, “and I think I’ve just had another.”

He starts clicking through schematics and typing a new search. After landing on his intended target, he wiggles you—nicely—off of him to load more material into the printer.

Bouncing with new-found purpose, Jake grabbing string and a drill bit has you a smidge worried.

“Hey, pretty lady, you wanna play in the mud?”

Why you two even bothered to put on raincoats, you’ll never know.

Less than ten minutes into your epic boat race on the raging creek in the backyard, you’re both soaked through and still beaming. The strings make sure you don’t lose your vessels either down the current or to the now invisible bottom.

You keep trying to clothesline Jake while your noticeably faster vessel tugs you past him. He’s hurtled over you a couple of times, hoping for best two-out-of-three or first to ten.

“Face it, Jensen! I am owning your W.A.S.P.y ass with a flightless bird.”

Although enjoying your delighted smugness, he takes a short break to shake droplets off of his eyewear. “Oh yeah,” he practically wheezes, “you’re not competitive at all.”

You stick your tongue out as you pass back to the starting point at the edge of the property.

He jogs, following. “Ready to eat your words?” Jake lines up the boat in the water, his longer arm placing him right by your ear. “It’s go time.”

You release your grip and start running, screaming behind you. “I’m sorry. Did you want a pushover?”

“Absolutely—duck—“ he vaults over you just as your knees hit the squishy silt shore “—not.”

It’s a good show, but he gloats when finally his longship overtakes your waka, dancing in victory and shouting into the traitorous weather. Once he reels in the little boat on its line, Jake plops down in the mud, huffing beneath his dripping hood.

He watches you carefully retrieve the christened ‘Kiwi’ and join him in the rain.

He elbows your side. “Thanks for letting me win one.”

“I can only whoop your Anglo-Saxon ass so much, babe.”

“Love you, too,” Jake squeaks, gently tackling you to rub his goatee on your cheek. Once you stop squirming, he pulls back to wiggle his eyebrows over foggy, wet glasses. “You wanna print a tanker and try to sink it with Roman candles?”

Rain becomes one of your favorite things again.

from this game of "Comfort My Characters"

Thank you for asking!

Skipping the taglist because this is two in one day and hopefully one each day until I'm done, so yeah, just check back for comfort fics!

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[oliviaischillin1204]

Hungry For Raspberries

[olivia's note: hello gang! time for another wonderful offering from the incomparable anne onymous! thank you anne!!!]

Today had been a rather tickly day for Virgil. Not that he minded, of course. Tickling was pretty common in the Mind Palace, but today really...took the biscuit? Took the cake? Took everything in the bakery, or however the saying goes, Virgil couldn't remember. It first started this morning when Roman was given the dreaded task of waking Virgil, who always slept in until noon if you let him.

Virgil buried his face in his pillow, giggling madly as he tried not to think of Roman who was hovering over him with wiggling fingers. "Come on, Virgil. If you don't come out, the tickle monster's coming iiin!" Roman teased in a sing-song voice. "I'm gay!" Virgil squealed, his voice muffled by the pillow. "That's not what we meant and you know it." Roman said, sitting down on the bed. "We?" Virgil asked, looking up at the creative Side. "Yes, "we". As in me...and the TICKLE MONSTER!" Roman exclaimed, scribbling his fingers all over Virgil's ribs, causing the emo to squirm and giggle.

Safe to say, Virgil definitely didn't oversleep this morning. And that was just the beginning. Later on in the living room, he kept putting his feet on the coffee table which annoyed Logan to no end. Finally, he had enough and grabbed Virgil's feet, placing them on his lap.

"How many times did I tell you to stop putting your feet on the coffee table?" Logan asked. "Four." Virgil replied. "And how many times did you listen?" Logan queried. "Zero." Virgil answered. "Hence why it is your own fault for what I am about to do." Logan said, tickling the arches of Virgil's socked feet. "Ahahaha! I'm sohohohorry!" Virgil apologised. "Somehow I doubt that highly. Perhaps your punishment should be more precise." Logan reasoned, slowly slipping off Virgil's socks. "Uh-oh." Virgil giggled. ""Uh-oh" indeed, Virgil. Allow me to tell you the story of five little piggies. And since I know you just adore this story, I might even tell it twice." Logan said with a sly grin as Virgil hid his face in a couch pillow. He was pleasantly surprised that Logan would play "This Little Piggy" with him given how serious Logan tends to be and how that nursery rhyme is for children. 

So yeah, quite a busy morning. As for right now? Virgil was currently in a very tickly cuddle with Patton on the couch. He was smothering Virgil's neck and ears in kisses and nuzzles while squeezing his sides. As Virgil squealed and wiggled in his embrace, Patton thought he could hear a "stop" among his giggles. "Sorry kiddo, are you not in the mood?" Patton asked, stopping everything. But Patton couldn't be more wrong. His neck nuzzles and tickly kisses were the best, but all the previous attacks put Virgil in a really big lee mood. One that couldn't be cured with gentle tickles. Virgil wanted something a little more...intense. "Actually, umm, I was just wondering if you could maybe, uhhh, move to a different spot?" Virgil asked shyly. "Oh, ok. What about your armpits? Is that better?" Patton asked, scribbling in Virgil's sensitive hollows. "Eek! Hahahahaha! Nohohoho, nohohot thehehehere!" Virgil giggled. "What about your ribs?" Patton asked, poking and prodding at Virgil's ribs. "Ahahahaha! Gehehetting wahaharmer!" Virgil squealed. "Oh, I see. You want the tickle monster to give you tummy tickles, hmm?" Patton teased, skittering across Virgil's tummy with both hands. 

"Ahahahahaha! Yehehehes, buhut nohot lihike thahahahat!" Virgil cackled, pushing Patton's hands away. "Not like what?" Patton asked. "Not with...not that way." Virgil said. "You mean with my hands?" Patton guessed. Virgil nodded. "Oh. Well I'm sure Roman has some crafting feathers we could borrow. Or we could use this new feather duster Logan just got, oh my goodness, he got me with it yesterday and it was so tickly, I didn't even know I could be that ticklish. I think I could even tickle myself with it, but of course Logan would argue that your brain anticipates–" Patton suggested but Virgil interrupted. "No f-feathers either, just...I mean...God, why is this so hard?" he stammered, burying his face in his hands in frustration. Virgil and Logan always struggled when it came to asking for tickles, Roman and Patton were the only ones who could shamelessly ask. One time Roman upright asked Virgil and he almost choked on his coffee. 

"Maybe try texting it to me. That way you don't have to say anything." Patton suggested. Virgil took out his phone and started to type. But it turns out just writing the word and having to look at it can be just as difficult sometimes. Thank god for emojis. Just one problem: there's no raspberry emoji on his phone. But there was a strawberry emoji and a mouth emoji. That should do it. Patton's phone buzzed as he got the text but his face screwed up in confusion as he read it. 

💜Virgil🌩: 

👄🍓

"You wanna get a snack first?" Patton asked hesitantly. Virgil facepalmed and groaned. Take 2. This time he had to be more direct. Patton's phone buzzed again and Patton thankfully didn't look as confused as before at this one.

💜Virgil🌩:

👋❌ 🪶❌ 👄✅

"Ahhh, I think I get it now." Patton said, pushing Virgil's shirt up and straddling his thighs with a mischievous glint in his eyes. Virgil covered his eyes with his arms to avoid eye contact with Patton. "Ok kiddo. Ready?" Patton asked. Virgil nodded and Patton blew the biggest raspberry he could into Virgil's belly, making him scream with laughter. "AHAHAHAHAHA! OH MY GOHOHOHOHOD! HAHAHAHAHA!" Virgil shrieked, kicking and squirming like crazy. When it finally ended, Patton caught his breath while Virgil giggled happily from the phantom vibrations that made his tummy tingle and gave him butterflies. "Was that fun?" Patton asked, smiling as he noticed Virgil's eyeshadow had turned purple and glittery. Virgil nodded then suddenly covered his belly protectively with his arms, giggling more. "Had enough?" Patton guessed. "No, I just thought how much it would ti...how bad it would be to experience three r...to have three at once." Virgil confessed, curling into himself. "Think you can handle it?" Patton asked. Virgil nodded.

"Logan! Roman! Virgil's hungry for raspberries!" Patton called. Logan and Roman rose up into the room with amused expressions. "You're still in the mood for tickles?" Roman asked. "Was my storytelling not satisfactory? I was even generous enough to do it twice." Logan teased, causing Virgil to squeak and hide his face in his hood. "I'd suggest moving from the couch to the floor for this, Virgil." Patton advised. Avoiding eye contact with anyone, Virgil walked away from the couch and laid down on the floor. "So, how are we gonna do this?" Virgil asked hesitantly. "How about Logan on your left, Roman on your right and me in the middle?" Patton suggested. Virgil nodded in agreement and the others got into position. Logan knelt down by Virgil's left side while Roman sat by Virgil's right side and Patton went back to straddling his thighs. "Let's do a warm up first. We should see if you can handle two at once before diving into three." Patton recommended. Virgil held back a whine and nodded. Without any warning, he felt two raspberries being blown on the sides of his bare belly. 

"HAHAHAHAHA! HEHEHEHEHEY, NOHOHOHOT FAHAHAHAIR! AHAHAHAHA!" Virgil bellowed. Roman and Logan gave each other a smug look while they caught their breath. Meanwhile Virgil giggled like a mad man and squirmed from the phantom tickles as he recovered. "Still think you can handle three?" Roman asked. Virgil nodded. "Just in case, we should come up with a safe word." Logan recommended. ""Panic" works for me." Virgil suggested. The others nodded in agreement and prepared themselves. "Ready Virgil?" Patton asked. Virgil nodded and braced himself. "Ok, on three. One..." Patton started. "Two..." Logan continued. "Three!" Roman finished. They all took a deep breath and blew right into Virgil's belly. He screamed and cackled and kicked and bucked like crazy. "NOHOHOHOHO!!! AHAHAHAHAHA!!! PAHAHAHAHANIC!!!" Virgil screamed. Everyone stopped immediately and Logan went to the kitchen to get some water for Virgil. 

"Thahat...wahas...soho bahad." Virgil gasped. "Was it still fun?" Roman asked. Virgil nodded. "Here, Virgil. This should help you." Logan said, handing him the glass. "Thanks." Virgil replied, drinking the water gratefully. As he continued to catch his breath, Patton couldn't help but feel slight envy. Oh well, there's an easy fix for that. "My turn!" Patton exclaimed, lying down with his arms up. The others gave Patton a fond look before surrounding him in a similar fashion to before with Virgil: Roman and Logan by his sides and Virgil straddling his thighs after finally composing himself. "Any specific instructions?" Virgil inquired, moving Patton's shirt up to reveal his sensitive tummy. "First I want just one on my belly, then two at the same time, and then all three of you at once. Please." Patton instructed. "Got it. Safeword?" Virgil asked. Patton thought for a moment before blurting out "Kitties!"

""Kitties" it is. And if you forget or can't say it, just bang on the ground like a wrestler tapping out, ok?" Virgil suggested. Patton nodded, eagerly awaiting the tickles. Virgil decided not to go first considering he was just tickled senseless a minute ago, so he gave Roman a subtle nod and he gladly did the honours. Thankfully, Patton still seemed to enjoy himself. "YAHAHAHAHAY! HAHAHAHAHAHA!" he squealed. Virgil smiled down at the giggly father figure as Roman got back up for air. "Would've gone first, but I need to give my lungs a break." Virgil explained. Patton nodded in understanding but was soon cackling like mad as Roman and Logan once again went for the surprise tactic. "HAHAHAHAHA! IT'S SOHOHOHO TICKLY! HAHAHAHAHA!" Patton cackled. "That's kind of the point, Padre. This would be really awkward if it didn't." Roman pointed out after he stopped. 

"Still certain you want to go through the final round?" Logan checked. Patton nodded eagerly. "Ok, if you insist. On three?" Virgil suggested. Patton shook his head. "Ok, I guess we're diving right in." Virgil said. And just like that, Patton felt three raspberries being blown on his ticklish tummy and completely lost it. "HAHAHAHAHA!!! NOHOHOHOHO!!! KIHIHITTIHIHIES!!!" Patton shrieked. The sensations stopped immediately and Roman went to fetch Patton a glass of water. "You good, Patton?" Logan asked. Patton nodded, still catching his breath. "Here." Roman said as he gave Patton the glass. "Thahanks." Patton gasped before swallowing it down slowly. The others watched him for about two minutes to be sure he was definitely alright. "I'm ok, don't worry. Just needed a second." Patton assured. "I must say, this activity is actually quite amusing. I'm tempted to try it myself." Logan confessed. "You should try it, Logan. It's really fun." Patton said. "Well, it is my job as Thomas's logic to understand things, so, very well." Logan reasoned, blushing hard.

"Don't bother with the singular one, I'm already aware of how it feels." he added, lying down comfortably. "Ok. Safeword?" Virgil asked. "Crofters." Logan said. "How original." Roman teased, straddling Logan's thighs. "Don't get cocky or I'll make your turn figurative hell." Logan warned. "Isn't that the whole point of this?" Virgil asked, settling himself down by Logan's left side. "Touché–HEHEHEHEHEY! HAHAHAHAHA! IT'S SOHOHO BAHAHAHAHAD!" Logan cackled in surprise as both Patton and Virgil blew on his belly. "I wish you could see this from my perspective, because this is hilarious." Roman remarked as Logan recovered from the surprise raspberries. "Roman, be nice." Patton scolded. "You still good to go, Lo?" Virgil checked, relieved when the logical Side nodded. "Care for countdown?" Roman inquired. "From five will do." Logan said. "Alrighty then, in five..." Patton started. "Four, three..." Roman continued. "Two, one!" Virgil finished, before everyone blew on Logan's belly, shattering his composure. "GAHAHAHAHA!!! I CAHAHAHAN'T TAHAHAKE IHIHIT!!! CROHOHOHOFTERS!!!" Logan shrieked, causing everyone to stop and Virgil went to get him a glass of water. 

"You alright?" Patton asked. Logan nodded and sat upright, trying to calm his breathing. "Here you go." Virgil said as he handed Logan the glass, watching him sipping carefully. As soon as he was done, Roman spoke up. "Looks like we've saved the best for last." he said, lying down confidently and pulling his shirt up. "Don't bother with warm-ups, just dive right in!" Roman requested, raising his hands behind his head. "Are you sure, Roman?" Patton checked. "Yeah, it's pretty intense, dude." Virgil warned. "You should at least try two at once before just submitting yourself to three." Logan advised, straddling Roman but was met with a glare. "Alright, if you're positive about it. Safeword?" Patton asked. "Disney, obviously." Roman replied. "Fitting. Would you like a countdown?" Logan asked. "From ten." Roman answered. "Ten?! Jeez." Virgil exclaimed. "What can I say? Anticipation is half the fun." Roman said. But he didn't just mean his own anticipation. Roman smirked as he watched the others impatiently count down from ten and decided to tease them by saying they were counting too fast and must start all over again. Finally after ten agonisingly long seconds, touchdown. 

"AHAHAHAHAHA!!! IHIHIT TIHIHIHICKLES!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!" Roman bellowed. "That's the point, Roman. This would be a fruitless endeavour otherwise." Logan said as everyone got back up for some much needed oxygen. Patton went to get Roman a glass of water but Roman stopped him by grabbing his ankle. "Agahahain." Roman giggled. "You wanna go through that, again?!" Virgil asked in disbelief. Roman nodded. "Uhh, well, if you're sure, Roman. I guess we could do it again." Patton said hesitantly, kneeling back down. "Should we go down to two at once this time?" Logan suggested, causing Roman to shake his head and looked almost offended. "Very well, then, if you're certain. Shall we count down again?" Logan asked. Roman shook his head again. The others didn't bother with responding and just blew more raspberries on his belly again. "GAHAHAHAHA!!! OH GOHOHOHOD!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!" Roman cackled. The others stopped to catch their breath and Patton once again tried to go get a glass of water for Roman, but the prince stopped him once again. 

"One mohohore." Roman giggled. "Are you kidding me?!" Virgil yelled. "Roman, if we do this too much, it could have serious repercussions such as loss of consciousness, bladder failure or even-" Logan protested but was interrupted by a kick and glare from Roman, causing him to roll his eyes. "Fine. Just don't say we didn't warn you." Logan said. "I thought I had it bad earlier, but you're like a masochist today." Virgil commented. Against their better judgement, the three once again blew into his tummy and Roman lost it. His laughter went silent as he banged his fists on the floor. Virgil was the only one who remembered the tapping out backup plan and stopped, pushing Patton and Logan away from Roman. Patton rushed to the kitchen to finally get that water while Logan and Virgil guided Roman through his breathing. Patton arrived with four glasses, receiving a rather puzzled look from Virgil. "Uh, I don't think he needs that much water, Pat." Virgil said. "It's not just for him, the other three are for us." Patton explained, passing out the glasses. Roman desperately gulped down his water while Logan, Patton and Virgil merely sipped away slowly. After about five minutes, Roman was finally fully calmed down. 

"You ok, Princey?" Virgil asked. "Yeah, I'm alright now." Roman assured. "We warned you to not push yourself too far." Logan said. "But I was having fun." Roman whined before letting out a yawn. Patton giggled before finding himself yawning too. "Hey Roman, you got enough energy to help me summon something?" Patton inquired. "Sure, what do you need?" Roman asked. Patton whispered in Roman's ear, causing the creative Side to hold back giggles. His ears weren't usually ticklish, but those three rounds of raspberries pumped up his senses from one to one hundred. Nonetheless, he understood Patton's request and gladly delivered. The room was now covered top to bottom in blankets, fairylights strung across the ceiling and pillows scattered across the floor. Logan and Virgil couldn't help but smile at Roman's handiwork. "I thought we could use a cosy blanket fort to take a nap in after all that." Patton explained, summoning his cat onesie. Logan and Virgil wanted to protest but couldn't fight back their own yawns. Roman and Virgil summoned their onesies while Logan summoned his blue pyjamas. "Come on, Logan. If I'm doing this, there's no reason you shouldn't." Virgil argued. Logan wanted to protest but found himself too tired to do so and summoned his onesie. The four Sides cuddled up together under the blankets and enjoyed a well-deserved afternoon nap.

[multi-fandomedfreak]

Sanders Sides fic idea:

Janus, Logan, or Virgil (writer's choice!) teaching female!Reader how to waltz. Why? Because Roman's planning his birthday in the Mind Palace, and it's bound to be extra.

Authors note: This short fic will be about Janus but I would love to write about Logan and Virgil later on so if you want it just send me an ask or leave a comment (P.S, sorry this took a little while lol)

Warnings: none

Janus and you were trying to cook dinner for the other sides. Keyword: trying.

The reason you both weren’t getting very far was due to the amount of blatant romantic tension that was going on between the both of you. At least, it was blatant to the other sides.

You and Janus just couldn’t seem to pick up on the thick, romantic tension between the both of you. You just wrote it off as having imagined the tension due to the fact you just couldn’t wrap your head around the idea of Janus reciprocating your feelings towards him.

Which frustrated the other sides more than Remus (which is a very rare accomplishment so good job?). This has been going on for months now and today was no exception.

“No, that’s not how you bread the chicken. Here let me show you.”

Janus said before stepping behind you and wrapping his hands around your torso and taking your hands with his. His soft hands guiding yours, the warmth of his chest against your back, his face right on your shoulder. All of these things made your heart race and your cheeks heat up, making it hard to concentrate on the task at hand. You could’ve sworn he stopped guiding your hands to bread the chicken and was instead caressing them.

Janus opened his mouth to say something when he suddenly jerked away from you at the sound of Romans loud voice coming from behind you.

“Watch out, lovebiiirds! The noblest Roman comin’ through!” He announces in his overly dramatic fashion like usual, making his way between the two of you, which effectively ruined the moment between the both of you.

You quickly tried to hide the fact you were flustered beyond belief and cleared your throat in an attempt to clear my head.

“Oh we-we’re not-.. it’s not like-” You attempted to keep your usual sarcastic attitude up up but failed miserably. That was before Janus interrupted while focusing on washing his hands before putting his gloves back on.

“Love how you just barge in so dramatically, Roman.” Janus said in his obviously sarcastic voice, and with clear annoyance, but Roman couldn’t seem to catch on to that.

“Oh thank you! I’ve been told to tone it down a bit but cmon! Who doesn’t love my dramatic self!” Roman said with his dramatic arm gestures that you had to dodge. Janus rolled his eyes in annoyance and looked down sassily at his gloves as he fixed the buttons on them.

“I can think of a few people.” Janus mumbled under his breath but Roman must’ve heard him as he whipped his head towards the deceitful side and raised an eyebrow at him.

“Excuse yo-.”

“So Roman, any reason why you came to talk with us?” You exclaimed in a loud manner to get his attention back and stopping the brewing argument. It seemed to work as Roman then turned to me and a smile replaced his offended look.

“Oh yeah! Soooo, because my birthday is coming up, I decided to host a formal dance! Yknow like waltzing and everything. Here’s an invitation.”

He was talking quiet loud again and summoned a very glittery, bright card to shove into your hands. He then walked away in a dramatic fashion while wiggling his fingers at you both and said in a teasing tone, “Byeeee, don’t be late lovebirds!!” He finished off with a wink before strutting away. Roman calling you both ‘lovebirds’ made you flush red yes but then you realized. You have no clue how to dance.

You sighed as you opened the invitation, looking down at it in slight annoyance over the fact you didn’t know how to dance.

“Hey, you ok?”

Janus’ voice snapped you out of your own thoughts and you looked up at him, seeing a worried look etched onto his face.

“I know Roman can be a lot at times but you shouldn’t let that…theater diva get to you.”

He said with a slight smirk at the name he called Roman. You let out an airy chuckle and look at him with a slightly mischievous face.

“First of, you’re a diva too..” You said tauntingly and cut him off before he could retaliate. “…and second, it isn’t Roman’s fault I felt a little..disappointed you could say.”

“…Disappointed? Why would you feel like that?” He asked with a tilt of his head. He moved slightly closer to you as he said this and as you looked up at him, you couldn’t help but think he resembled a puppy. This made you crack a smile as you motioned to the card.

“Well it’s a formal dance and…I can’t dance.” Sheepishly, you rubbed the back of your neck at admitting this. While you started to get lost in your own thoughts, you heard Janus give his most dramatic and most exaggerated sighs of all time.

“Oh wow you beat your ‘dramatic sigh’ personal record.” A small smirk settling on your face as you said this. Janus just continued giving you his signature sassy look and sighed once more before speaking.

“You’re the one being dramatic here. I could easily teach you how to dance. Specifically waltzing. It’s not the end of the world that you don’t know how.”

You looked at him for any sign that he was lying to you but nope he was being one hundred percent serious about that. He even gave you that look that made you realize he was not lying in the slightest.

“You..know how to waltz? I’m both not and very surprised.”

He rolled his eyes, trying to fight the small smile making its way onto his face. He grabbed your hand with his gloves ones and pulled you into the living room, turning around to face you once you got there. You raised an eyebrow as he pulled you in closer to him by your waist, trying your best to stop the blush from creeping up to your face.

“W-wait, right now? What about dinner?” You said in a confused tone as Janus lifted one of your hands, making you instinctively place your free hand on his shoulder. He shrugged and made a face that said, ‘we’ll deal with that later.’”

“Now, I want you to take one step forward with your left foot ok?” He said as he guided you by the waist. After stepping on his polished dress shoes a couple of times, you both managed to settle into a nice rhythm. You even managed to do it without having to look down at your feet.

The waltz felt beautiful. Both of you ignored the world around you as you could only concentrate on one another. The waltz wasn’t very graceful or professional but it was imbued with the passion the both of you held for one another as you continued to spin around the living room.

You couldn’t help but get lost in the moment as you continued the dance. Your eyes grazed over his appearance, specifically the snake half of his face. His slit pupil, the pink around his eye, the smooth scales running down his face to his neck disappearing down into his dress shirt. You’re chest swelled up with love at the fact you were sharing this intimate moment with him. One where it was just the two of you and no one else. One where, even if you both weren’t saying anything, the waltz clearly spelled out what you felt about each other.

A sly smirk settled on his face as he saw you basically checking him out, failing to hide the deep passion he held for you in his eyes. This in turn made him pull you in even closer as you until both of your chests were touching. Due to this you both came to a slow stop to just stare into each others eyes. His breath was intertwining with yours from how close you were and his eyes were drinking in your appearance.

You felt your heart practically stop as you saw him lean in closer to your face. This couldn’t be happening, right? You’re just imagining his eyes glancing from your eyes to your lips, right? Once you realized this was all very real, all other thoughts calm to a screeching halt in your mind as all you could focus on was the sincerity and love in his eyes. You took your time leaning in wanting this moment to as long as possible.

You could practically feel his soft lips grazing yours when, not surprisingly, all of the sides barged into the room as if it was on queue. The sudden sound of all the sides talking all at once made both you and Janus jump away from each other as if you were burned.

“We absolutely cannot take a dog off the street, Patton. You don’t know where it’s been, if it’s someone else’s, if it’s been vaccinated-”

“But Logan! That dog needs a home and did you see his face!? He needs love.”

“Patton we’ve been over th- REMUS GET DOWN FROM THERE!”

“OK IF YOU SAY SO.”

“NOT HEAD FIRST-”

“I’m going to my room you all give me a headache.”

“I give you a headache!? IM LITERALLY THE ONLY ONE NOT YELLING.”

“You are now, stupid.”

“HEY DONT SINK OUT ON ME JACK SMELLINGTON.”

Janus once more groaned in annoyance and had to pinch his nose in order to not lash out at everyone (and also to hide his flushed face) while you simply just snickered at all the havoc going on.

You moved closer to Janus and placed a gentle hand on his shoulder, successfully getting his attention.

“We can continue what we started once we finish the food.”

A little cheeky smile made its way to his face and he nodded as you both made your way to the kitchen, getting ready to have to spray Remus with soap in order to keep him from adding random objects to the meal.

[beansprean]

TATTOO AU PUNK SLUT ARTIST LUCIUSSS! city boyyyy I love youuuuu aaaaaa

ID under cut bc I describe every single tattoo oh no

[ID: 1. full body of modern lucius as a punk tattoo artist standing with thumbs in his pockets, grinning off to the side. He is wearing a black tank top that says “if you seek Amy” under a long sleeve mesh top, studded leather collar with a gold charm imitating his canon kerchief, a studded belt, and long black smash mouth shorts with silver hoops down the sides. He has a leather cuff, black rubber bracelets, and several rings on his right hand and a modern prosthetic finger with glove on his left. He has medium sized gauges, two studs in his left cartilage, two hoops in his right, a stud in his left nostril, and two cheek piercings. His tattoos include: a Celtic knot ring and teardrop on his right ring finger, safe for work Sasuke on his right forearm, an Allen Ginsberg quote “The weight of the world is love. /Under the burden of solitude, /under the burden of dissatisfaction /the weight, the weight we carry /is love” on his inner right arm, a heart containing a hairy man’s ass in a jockstrap on his right shoulder, Roman numerals 13.3.14 (date of same sex marriage legalization in the UK) on his right collarbone, part of an arrow sticking up from his left pec surrounded by a few blood drops disappears under his shirt, the name Pete surrounded by hearts on his left shoulder, 3 black rings around his left bicep, and a pride flag down his inner left forearm, the colors dissolving together like light on water as it goes down his wrist. Text next to him points to his back and says “has an ‘abandon hope all ye who enter here’ tramp stamp.” His nails, including the top of his prosthetic, are painted black. 2a. Close up of Lucius with one hand dramatically poised on his cheek, holding up his left hand with the prosthetic to stare at it in a fakey “woe-is-me” way. He tearfully says, “I was an artist…until a client bit my finger off.” 2b. Zoom out, Lucius is making a cutesy cat grin and wiggles both hands in the air, saying, “jk I’m ambidextrous.” Fang, dressed in a floral short-sleeved collared shirt, pink polka dot headband, and green apron with the logo for Queen Anne’s flowershop, smiles at him indulgently and replies “that’s what’s up bro, love who you love!” A tattoo on his bicep says “I heart Tulips”. /end ID]

[love-islike-abomb]

Wild side

Roman reigns x Y/n

(a/n: when I was a kid I thought the song said "take a ride on the water slide"😂🤷)

Warnings: SMUT!! Errors I may have missed.

Tag list: @angelreigns444 @acknowledge-reigns @windhamsrotunda

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I always loved Valentine's day. I got the most beautiful deep red roses and my favorite chocolate from my husband every year but this year I wanted to go all out for him. It was the least i could do after everything he'd done for me.

I had planned out everything... I made spaghetti and bought Fresh strawberries for dessert! I always loved feeding him strawberries! Feeling his tongue dart around my finger as I put the strawberry in his mouth.

Stop thinking about it y/n! I felt my thighs clench together... My fingers weren't the only place I wanted his tongue!!

I had the table set with candles and a glass of red wine for each of us. I just finished setting the table when I heard the door open. "hey baby!" He said giving me a kiss "what's all this?"

"I wanted to do something special for you after all you do for me" I smiled

"baby girl you didn't have to" he smiled back.

"no but I wanted to" I said giving him a kiss.

"spaghetti! I love your spaghetti!" He smiled sitting down "you look beautiful in that dress baby!"

I blushed 'i bought it because I know how much you love red on me"

"I do love red on you and it makes your ass look sexy!!" He said wiggling his eyebrows

"food first! Im hungry!" I giggled before sitting in my chair.

"how's work been?" I asked

"hectic as usual! They want me to face LA knight and I can't stand him!" He laughed

"honestly he strikes me as kind of a dick!" I said taking a sip of my wine.

"it's business though and you know me I'm always professional whether I like someone or not" he shrugged. "I'm gonna be taking some time off soon as well because of the movie I have to start filming"

I put my hand on his "I miss you" I half smiled setting my fork down.

"i miss you to Baby girl" he reached his hand to my face and gently rubbed his fingers against my cheek and I leaned into his touch "I got fresh strawberries" i smiled.

'i know why you did but what it I wanna eat you right here in this table?" He winked at me making me bite my lip. "Or what if" he said standing up and walking over to me "I lean you over this kitchen counter and pound that pussy?' he said licking his lips.

"I wouldn't object! Infact" I said standing up, leaving towards his ear "I dont have any panties on right now" I said hearing a low growl escape him.

He spun me around and bent me over by my neck before lifting my dress up and undoing his jeans. His thick fingers ran through my folds "fuck baby! You're so wet for me already!" He growled.

Stroking himself a few times he slid into me as we both let out a grown of pleasure "fuck baby girl! You've been a good girl while daddy's been gone!" He growled.

I bit my lip "yes daddy!"

"hmmm good girls get rewarded! Give me them hands!" He ordered

I reached my hands behind my back and he pulled my arms up allowing him deeper access. "Fuck!" I groaned.

"oh yeah baby girl! You like that? You like how good daddy makes this pussy feel! Uhh yeah! Milk my cock with that pussy!"

"oh fuck just like that!"

"that's my good girl! Come on my cock baby!"

My orgasm rocked my body and I felt his cock twitch inside me before he let out Primal growl of his own and ropes of his hot cum coated my walls.

A few more sloppy thrusts and he stilled inside me, both of us trying to catch our breath. "I missed you!" I said as he let go of my arms and he pulled out of me. "I missed you to baby! Come on we'll go upstairs and get a hot shower and lay down. I know you're just as tired as me" he smiled

"don't tempt me with round 2"