#and if he moves on then ok that sucks but then at least i'll have an answer....????

[bangcakes]

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[atom-writings]

omgg i cant stop giggling n kicking my feet BUT can i request gn!reader 'accidentally' leaving a lipstick kiss mark on russia, america, canada, greece and japan before they leave for the day and the countries dont notice until either from a mirror or someone else points it out? AAOUGUGGH

hetalia russia, america, canada, greece, and japan when their s/os leave a kiss in lipstick

1.6k words ~ gender neutral headcanons

tw: none!

a/n: hjey guys did you know being a costume director is time consuming? i did not. send help. also enjoythis idk

Russia

It was never an easy affair to get Ivan out of the house. His clinginess combined with how admittedly boring his job was made it near impossible for him to leave without you forcing him to. Today was one of those days, and you were beginning to think you’d have to leave with him.

"But darling, can't you understand? It's so cold and miserable out there..." He whines as he holds you.

He's got you positioned so that you're standing between his legs while he sits on the couch, his arms wrapped tightly around you and his head resting against your chest. So... no escape available without coaxing.

"I know, I know, but you'll be late..."

"They will be ok without me, but I won't be ok without you!"

All you can do is sigh until you're suddenly struck with an idea. You can't go with him, but you can leave something with him. And looking down at his snow-white skin, you have just the idea.

"But you won't have to be without me, Vanya!" You chide, tilting his head up to look at you. His face lights up instantly.

"What do you mean?"

Instead of responding, you lean down and press a soft kiss against his forehead, leaving a pink imprint of your lips on his face.

"That one was magic, ok? It'll stay with you the whole day, so I'll always be with you!" It's childish, and you're struggling not to laugh, but his innocent expression tells you all you need to know. He'll finally let you go, none the wiser as to what you really meant.

-

"Ah- Mr. Braginsky..." Some random intern was forced to prompt later in the day, his tone fearful as to how Ivan would react.

"Yes?"

"You... you have something on- on your face..."

"Huh?" He reaches up to wipe where the intern had gestured, but only smiles when he comes away with your favourite lipstick. He decides that whatever left can stay... it's just your magic, after all.

America

Alfred was a busy man for all the effort he expended to prevent that exact reality. He'd much rather spend all day playing video games at home with you, but duty calls. Though, now, was just glad that for once, you were busy as well.

“Hey, babe!” He greets you with a bright smile, resting his hand on your shoulder before moving to sit across from you. The meeting spot he had chosen was busy, but at least it wasn't far from either places you two needed to be.

“Were you waiting long?”

“No, not really,“ You respond with a sigh, twirling the straw in your drink.

”Well, that's good because uh- bad news, I won't be able to stay l-“

”Ugh! Seriously?“

He shrinks a little, fidgeting with his hair, ”Yeah, I know, but like- I can't reall-“

”Do they know you're a person? Like, a person who needs to live?“

“Technically, I'm not, babe,” He laughs, “But I appreciate how protective you are anyway.“

He continued to talk with you for a while, about your day, his day, a weird guy he saw on the street, about how you can't keep threatening his boss because he's the president- until after only a few moments, his phone rang.

He sucked in a quick breath and accepted it, only speaking for a second. Then, he got up with a dramatic groan.

“That's my cue. I guess I'll see you later, K?”

But he wasn't about to get away that easy. You shot up, grabbing onto his tie and pulling closer so you could kiss his cheek quickly.

“For good luck,” You assure, and he grins.

-

“What are you guys laughing about?” Alfred asks as soon as he goes back to work, looking nervously at the group of co-workers pointing at him.

“Got something on your face, man!”

Instantly, he realizes what happened and hurriedly wipes it off. His face is red with embarrassment, but he can't deny the butterflies in his stomach.

Canada

No matter how long you've been together, Matthew never stopped trying to be the picture-perfect boyfriend. At least, that's what you thought as he chose to show up with roses when he came to pick you up. It might've been a fancy event, but you're sure no one else would be doing that kind of thing. But who were you this kind of attention?

“Uhm- good evening, Y/N,” He stutters out as you let him come in for a moment.

“Awww, you shouldn't have!“ You take the roses from him and set them aside.

”It- It's nothing, really-“

”Most men wouldn't even think of that anymore...“ You assure him. He looks sheepish now as if he hadn't expected you to like your gift.

”Then- then, um- they should learn how to t-treat their partners...“

How cute. You walk over to him and stand on your toes to kiss his cheek, to which he immediately stiffens and blushes.

“Thank you, Matthew.”

“Ye-Yeah, uh-huh- yeah- y-you're welcome,” He mumbles, looking down in embarrassment. The colour gracing his cheeks almost perfectly matches the mark your lipstick left behind. You begin to say something about it, but before you can, he frantically cuts you off.

“So- we should get g-going right? Right, time to go...” He blurts out, taking your hand and almost dragging you out to the car.

-

Finally, once you two arrived at the event, you gathered the courage to tell him.

While you two walked, arm in arm, up to the main entrance, you suddenly blurted out, ”You have lipstick on your cheek!“

Except by that time, more than a couple of people had seen him. causing him to instantly freeze up.

The colour drained from his face, and he weakly whimpered out, ”Um, c-could you- uh- g-get it?“

You immediately obliged, cleaning off his cheek. He was embarrassed, but it was still on his mind all night.

Greece

“But do you have to?”

“Yes.”

“But-”

“I’m not getting out of this one, ok?”

“But I don’t want you to go…” His protests were typical, but that didn’t make them any less annoying. Although, it’s hard to resist him when he’s clinging to you like a lost puppy and he smells like he just finished cooking.

“It’ll only be a few hours, ok?” You sigh, finally finishing your makeup.

All he can do now is whine softly, which makes you realize there may be only one way to stop his desperate clinginess. You turn around in his arms, take his pleading face in your hands, and press frenzied kisses all over it. Instantly, his eyes light up and his lips form a dopish smile, and you know you’re free.

“Is that better?” You ask, and he nods. But before you let go, you have to admire how silly he looks with your lips painted all over his face.

-

By the time you return home, it’s already dark. The house is quiet, and when you check the time, you realize he would’ve fallen asleep hours ago. But considering how exhausted you are already, it’s nothing but a relief.

When you enter your shared bedroom, your thoughts are confirmed. He’s already passed out, his broad body splayed haphazardly over your blankets. At first, you don’t think anything of it. But when you turn on the light to get ready for bed, you notice the red stains still sitting on his cheeks.

Somehow, throughout the entire rest of the day, he never looked in the mirror long enough to notice the lipstick covering his face. Or, maybe he did, and just decided that your tokens of affection could stay.

Japan

Kiku was never late. Not even when tired, sick, or at war, was he late to anything. So, the one day that he allowed himself to relax with you, was naturally the first day in centuries that he hadn’t been an hour early. 

“It’s gonna be alright!” You call out from the bathroom while you do your makeup, and he doesn’t even waste the time to respond. Even from all the way across the house, you can hear him desperately throwing things together.

“It is not alright!”

“You’ll still be on time!” That doesn’t seem to convince him to calm down at all, as you can hear his panicked breaths growing louder as he makes his way over to the entry door.

“Wait, wait, hold on,” You insist, and he pauses for a moment. When you meet him at the door, he looks a mess. His hair was askew, his eyes wild with panic, and his tie nearly all the way to the side.

You sigh and begin tidying him up. He relaxes under your touch, you can tell even from under his layers of stoicism; although he can’t allow himself to bask in your attention for long.

“I must go-”

“I know, I know, just…” You pull him forward, quickly pressing a kiss to his cheek. He blushes but doesn’t let that distract him. In a moment, he’s gone out the door.

-

After a frenzied drive into the city, he can finally breathe a sigh of relief. 10 minutes early… not great, but enough. He looks in the mirror one last time, making sure he looks his best before he finally steps out into the public when he notices it. The print of your lipstick, still on his cheek.

His touch lingers on it for a moment, his breathing stilling, before he rubs it off. You’ll just have to replace it later, he tells himself before he finally steps out of the car.

[tumblerlove]

Some cockwarming with Si...I'm in love, ok

Simon hates having to bring home any type of paperwork back to the house. He doesn't want to take any attention off of you. But if he doesn't bring it home, he knows it won't get done in time for his deadline

When he came home tonight, he had told you he needed to get work done still. What he really wanted to do was just stay with you and cuddle on the couch. But no, he most do important military things... even though his entire body is telling him you're just out that door waiting for him.... fuck these next few hours were gonna suck

Simon was in his office for over 3 hours now. You were seriously getting antsy for him...he was in the same house as you yes...but he was busy, and you knew that and didn't want to disturb him but...

It doesn't mean you couldn't go and check in on him for a second. Maybe even bring him something to drink. Just to see how he's doing, you know...

*knock knock* "Simon, can I come in?" You say softly. "Of course, love," his voice calls back. You walk in holding him a cup of water wearing only a shirt of his, panties and some fuzzy socks

"You've been in here for a while figured you needed something." You hand the glass to him and smile

Simon pulls you closer towards him after he's done drinking. "Thanks, love." He says, resting his head against your stomach while you play with his hair. "I'm not sure how much longer I'll have left, to do... you should just head on to bed." Simon's looking at all the papers he has strewn across his desk that he needs to still do. "I.. I don't mind staying up for you, Si...I just wanted to see your face for a second" he moves you to stand in between his legs so his hands can play with your ass while looking at you

"Thank you, love. I just want to see yours, too, believe me," Simon's says before he has an idea pulling you even closer to him

"I have an idea," he says with a smile while still rubbing your ass "Why don't you come sit in my lap while I finish this up?" "Really?" You ask him already wanting to climb into his big lap

"Yeah, why wouldn't I...come ere love" Simon pulls you right into his lap, having you straddle him. He feels already better having you on top of him. This paperwork feels like it's never-ending. Maybe with you, it'll go by faster or at least be more enjoyable

"Now that's better," he grunts out as he starts working on his papers again with you wrapped around him like a koala bear. After only a few minutes Simon can feel your cunt dragging over his clothed cock trying to adjust yourself. "Mmm" he's groaning out not expecting how nice it feels. "You ok, Si?" Asking not having any idea what you just did to him. "Yeah... yeah, I'm good. " he tries returning back to his paperwork

About 10 minutes later, he can't take it anymore. He can feel the heat from your cunt on his clothed dick and he needs more. He knows your not doing it on purpose and your just trying to get comfortable...but he can't think with you doing that. He can't stop moving now trying to get closer to your cunt. "Si-uh..what are you doing" you try getting the words out as he's rocking you back and forth against his clothed lap

"I can't deal with this paperwork without more of you" he's saying as he starts messing with your panties rubbing circles over your clothed clit making you gasp out a little. He's pushing your panties aside and starts teasing your entrance

"Mmm...I want more too" you moan and start grabbing Simon's pants pulling them down...thank fuck you don't have to wait any longer for him

Simon's sliding his fingers throughout your pussy spreading your slick all over and getting you ready for his cock. "I just need a little bit until I'm done...just something" he says when you get his boxers down finally. He's teasing the head of his dick up and down your slit making your hips buck. "Si...please fill me up" you bury your face into his neck crying for him to just do something

Simons grunting out "Fuckkkk here we go," as he slides himself into you. "Mmm God Si" he's filling you up completely now. Your ass is flat against his big thighs. Both of you as close together as possible sitting in the chair

"Shit...ok just stay like that...don't move...while I finish up." Simon can barely get the words to come out he feels your pussy pulsing around him. "Mmm, Si, hurry up..." You're moaning out while rocking gently back and forth, trying to get any friction... you both are not going to make it for long

"Fuck this" Simon grunts out as he tosses the paper out his hands to instead wrap around your waist to fuck you up and down his cock

"Oh, Simon...I couldn't wait anymore," you're crying out to him. Your holding on to his neck as he keeps pistoning his cock in and out of you. "I couldn't either - fuck - its ok." his papers are long forgotten as he's grabbing onto every inch of you he can

"You feel so good couldn't even think straight lovie," Simon says before smacking your ass as he moves you up and down. "Ohh shit" your cunt clenches on his dick from the slap. "You liked that huh?...I think you did. " Simon teases you as he sends another smack to your ass

"I'm gonna cum Si" your holding on to him for dear life as he keeps fucking up into you. Simon's hand comes down to clit and starts rubbing small circles helping you get closer to cumming

"Come on... let me have it, " Simon's groaning out as his pace and fingers quicken. "Oh, Simon, oh," you're crying out as you feel your orgasm hit, making your legs shake around Simon's waist as he keeps thrusting. "Shit...shit" Simon's head is tipping back as he cums inside of you feeling your pussy throb around him

"That was so much better then paperwork" Simon's lowly saying in your neck as his cum is dripping out of you down both of your guys thighs. "Mm I don't think I can move" you laugh softly as you can't feel your legs. He huffs out a laugh. "Who says I want you going anywhere...I never said I was done... forgot the paperwork".... shittt

[yuri-is-online]

Here's a short list of things that I think would affect yuu (not from an omegaverse world) being in twisted wonderland (omegaverse au)

The scent thing. In my mind, everyone has a scent, including betas, theirs are just weaker. So how would Yuu, who has no scent, be classified? Would ortho or idia want to study them and see what's different between twst folks and earth folks? Scent is usually just noted in smut scenes, but it does have a larger role in most a/b/o stories. Mainly, it's how people communicate emotions. If you're happy, it shows in your scent. If your distressed, it shows in your scent. If your scared, excited, horny, anxious, it shows in your scent. People probably focus on scent when it comes to emotions before they focus on your face or body language. So figuring out what Yuu is feeling is probably a lot harder. It's even worse if Yuu isn't that expressive in the first place. Although it does make me wonder about how people try to hide their scents when their trying to be aloof or stoic...

Noises. This also ties into emotions, the more extreme ones at least. A/b/o twst people purr when their happy or content and growl when they're feeling territorial. Yuu might be able to growl, not very well but whatever. But purring? Yeah no. Not happening. Bless Jades heart he's trying so hard to give Yuu gifts they like and listening for a purr and it just. Never comes. Also imagine being Yuu and you're just getting growled at on a daily basis that's just gotta suck lmoa

Warnings for menstruation and omega heats 🤩 (also jade thinks his partner got SAed so HUGE TW). I personally think that TWST doesn't have periods. Mostly because I read Period Drama series by twstfanblog and was like "Yeah sure I'll integrate that into my belief system". So Yuus under a lot of stress right? Especially those first few months and overblots, so I think it's safe to say that an AFAB Yuus cycle would probably skip over those few months or even a year until everything calms down. And then boom! Ovulation! Jade thinks it's a preheat or a heat and is trying SO HARD to be respectful because they did not talk about this before hand and he doesn't know if he's aloud to "help" them the way he's wants to. Doesn't exactly help that Yuus throwing themself at him every step of the way and asking shit like "Hey if we have kids what would you name them :D?". Yuu is killing him. All in all though, it's a pretty subdue heat, they're not confined to their nest (a messy pile of pillows, blankets, and cushions that they impulsively made in Ramshackle one day) or anything, they can go to class and move around just fine (he doesn't let them though. He doesn't need any perverts possibly getting off or fantasizing about something only he should be fantasizing about), and unfortunately, they're not keeping him in their nest and letting him breed them until they forget their own name, so it all worked out just fine. And then about a week later, he goes to Sam's first thing in the morning to buy more snacks and comes back to the strong scent of his loves blood, only to find out that blood was coming from "the void" and they're curled up in pain, and crying. Yeah that was the worst moment of Jades life, actually. 0/10. Would not recommend. He almost killed several people that day 👍

Nests. Yuu doesn't know what the hell a "nest" is or why Jade freaked out so hard with joy when they made their shitty little pillow fort but hey! At least he's happy! Look at him! Just vibrating with joy! While he's sitting just outside the fort and is just... staring at them..... Is he not gonna come in? So now their scooching over and awkwardly patting the spot next to them- and Jades eyes just dilated SO HARD ok

Ruts and knots. The Fun Shit. Jade asked (very flusteredly) if Yuu would be willing to help him through his upcoming rut and Yuus like 🧍👍🧎. And it's a lot more intense than they were expecting. Bro is looking a half step away from feral as he carries Yuu over to the "nest" and just let's go fully shortly after they start. And Yuu is throughly enjoying it but also- isn't this a little much?!It's just a week of a bad Coleen Hoover novel where all they do is have sex and sleep! They ain't built for this! Honestly, they're just a doll for him at this point because there is not a THOUGHT behind those eyes expect for Jade and his dick and they ain't even mad about it!

That last section wasn't a question I was just thirsty. Damn this ask got long as hell shit.

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH bless you. My lifespan... my strength... it is returning 2 me.

I think a lot of this could be cleared up with some communication, but at the same time poor Yuu wouldn't know what they were supposed to be communicating.

If scents are reflective of emotion and how people communicate, I would think they reflect people's personalities in the same way facial expressions do? So a particularly stoic person (like say Silver) would have a much more muted scent when he's happy than someone who is much more expressive (like Kalim.) Of the people who would be most distressed by Yuu's lack of scent, I think it would actually be Riddle since I could see him thinking it is a medical issue they need to get checked out ASAP. It would certainly isolate them from their peers even more than not being a mage would, making them a real alien as far as most people in Twisted Wonderland would be concerned.

Now. Jade. My beloved. I think after he manages to successfully court Yuu he would be very smug about this because he would be maybe one of the only people in Twisted Wonderland able to pick up on Yuu's unique body language. But that's in the future, now he's struggling because on top of no scent there's no purrs D:< He's fantasized about what it would sound like sosososososo many times and he is worryingly close to realizing that he's not above begging. He just wants some praise from his chosen mate... please...

lmao about the growling I just would not be able to take that seriously and probably make some dumb comment that would get my ass beat. But if it was really loud that would stress me out.

... oh poor Jade. In my head I am thinking of Yuu maybe having been told by a (concerned) adeuce that Jade is attempting to court them so they start trying to reciprocate (which does not help anyone's concerns) but they haven't really talked about what exactly that means yet. So by the time Yuu starts ovulating they're still in what Yuu might consider to be a "talking" phase? Because Jade hasn't asked to make things official? Whereas Jade is simultaneously on cloud nine planning the wedding and in the depths of despair wondering how best to continue his courtship efforts because oh he wants to help you with your heat so badly :c he's in a permanent state of horny grip the entire week and so tense. Yuu wonders if it would be too much to offer to help him relax since they aren't all that close yet so they figure they'll ask him some questions to see how he reacts and all that and he is extremely receptive but he still doesn't make a move, even if he does insist on talking to them around the pillow fort a lot?

Speaking of the pillow fort... I'm just picturing Jade sitting so pretty and heavy breathing while Yuu is sat there very confused because he is buzzing with excitement but they can't tell what kind. Man relationships are real hard so is jade when you add in alien biology and customs to them please let him help you hope you aren't doing something wrong? you could never please please please just one chance Yuu one chaaaaance

The period stuff... I don't think my mind would jump to SA but certainly some sort of attack and Jade being Jade, he would not let that stand. Thankfully no one actually gets hurt since Jade asks Yuu for names and they have a very strange conversation about reproductive biology. Oh so you are bleeding because you aren't pregnant? Well that sounds like such an easy fix~ And is probably when you finally have that talk about how horny he was all last week because he asks, very earnestly asks to help you through your next "heat" so you don't have to endure this pain again.

Since you were being thirsty allow me to share some of my... thoughts (￣▽￣||)

I feel like Jade would want to take Yuu in his merform at some point if not first because he wants them to think about it. He wants to ruin them for anyone who is not very specifically him and he is not shy about it, but alas the omega decides where to build the nest and you chose "poorly." Yuu is getting their guts rearranged while Jade bullies them about their poor nest building skills. It's ok, he just finds you so cute maybe he'll walk you through it next time? Sure he's never had to build a nest, never felt the need but he's sure if you follow his instructions nice and slowly you'll do just fine.

You wind up in Ramshackle's tub more than once. Just don't complain about not being able to remember most of it because he'll just take that as you wanting a redo. Say less, he's been good for too long anyway *smack*

[ghostlychief]

Scary Dog Privilege

Pairing: one shot; Simon "Ghost" Riley x Reader

Wc: 1,100+

Warnings: none; just some guy being annoying; fluff

Summary: Ghost being protective when you go to a bar

A/N: Ok, this idea for this drabble came about when i had a scary incident happen to me on public transportation. In the moment, i was thinking how nice would it be to have a large scary looking dog with me bc men always find a way to make you feel uncomfortable and scared. It really sucks that we have to turn towards other men to "protect" us because men don't take no for an answer or simply will just not leave us alone. But this is fantasy land, so I'll allow it this time.

Anyways, here is a short drabble lmao. Hope you enjoy! <3

-Lee

--

To say that Ghost had a staring problem, was a little inaccurate. It’s not like he was on one of the most skilled, and covert teams in existence or anything. He was trained to have a good eye, and follow his target with precision. It just so happened that whenever you two went out, you became his target, and stole away all his attention.

One way you liked to rewind after a mission was to go out drinking with your friends, or occasionally, squad 141. This was how you coped, let loose, hell, forget about all the terrible shit you saw on a daily basis. And seeing that Ghost was your boyfriend, he usually (always) tagged along with you when you went out.

Why did he come with you every time?

One might say he also wanted to blow off some steam, and what better way than alcohol? And for you, what better way than dancing, and being carefree with your friends?

Others might say that he couldn’t let you out of his sight. He was very conscious of his surroundings, and also the surroundings of everyone around him. Whenever you were in the same room as him, he always had his eye on you, following you, and knew your position within his proximity.

When you were out, whether it be at a bar, restaurant, store, he always slightly blocked you from the view in any doorway, always standing closest to it. Somewhat shielding you with his body.

He would slightly walk in front of you, hand stretched behind him to grasp yours when you were walking on the sidewalk. And of course, he always walked on the side closest to the cars, you were always in the inside of the sidewalk.

If by some chance you weren’t, he would wrap an arm around your shoulder and gently move you over; so now he was on the outside. He kept his arm around you though.

In restaurants, he always sat in the seat where he could see the whole room, and the entrance. You didn’t notice this at first, but on one of your dates when you initially starting dating, he sat in the booth seat. You joked and said, “Oh, usually that’s my spot.”

He didn’t get your reference and simply stated, “What? This is the spot where I can analyze the whole room in case something happens.”

You let him have the booth.

It was no different when you went out. His brooding stare and massive height and size deterred any man who even had the thought to approach you. And on top of that he was always sporting his black, half skull balaclava, which added on to the intimidation he exuded. Great for you, you think. The last thing you wanted to deal with was a random man.

Needless to say, you hated dealing with men while out. Especially drunk, pushy men. And there was always at least one during these occasions.

Tonight, everything was going smoothly, and just as planned, like your usual nights out. You were dancing, and having a good time with your friends, Ghost was somewhere in the near distance, and you didn’t have to look at him to know that his eyes were already on you. You might have thrown in a couple extra moves while dancing.

You seemed so carefree in this moment. All your troubles wiped clean from your face, your body relieving any tension it held. You moved to the beat of the music, drink in your hand. You were drunk by now, the full effects of alcohol finally hitting you.

Suddenly, you felt a hand grasp your waist. At first you thought it was your boyfriend, and you turned around smiling, but only to be met with a much shorter man, with no skull balaclava covering his face.

Immediately your lips turned down, and eyebrows furrowed. Your body flinched at the unfamiliar contact. Leaning away from the man, you waited to see what he wanted.

“Wanna dance?” His lips upturned as he asked this, and his grimy hand was still grasping your waist, and even started to move downward.

Bold move, you think.

“No, I’m good.” At your response, his friendly (more so creepy) smile vanished form his face and his brows started to furrow, signaling to you he was offended, shocked that you would ever reject him.

He started badgering you, trying to get you to dance, and you grew more and more uncomfortable by the minute.

“C’mon, just one dance.”

“What’s the harm?”

He also kept trying to touch you. Something you didn’t appreciate at all, and he wasn’t listening to your no’s.

All of a sudden you feel your body being tugged backwards until you hit a firm chest. Recognizing the smell of your boyfriend, you immediately relaxed into his embrace and place your hand on Ghost’s forearm that was holding you.

“She’s with me, fuck off.” Ghost’s rough voice cuts through the air.

The man’s face pales as he fully takes in Ghost’s presence. He lifts up his arms as if surrendering, then swiftly left, tail in between his legs.

Once he was out of sight, Ghost turned you around and brought up a hand to gently cup your face, tilting it upwards so you could look at him. His thumb rubbed back and forth on your jaw, soothing you.

“Are you alright?” His voice much softer than when telling off that man.

You sigh, “Yeah. Thank you, baby.”

You grant him a sweet smile and then wrap your arms around his neck, pulling him down for a kiss.

--

On your walk home, you’re holding Ghost’s hand, swinging your conjoined hands back and forth. Absentmindedly, you say, “You know, you kind of give off scary dog privilege.”

Ghost knows that you’re drunk right now, and he looks down at you to already find you beaming up at him.

“And what do you mean by ‘scary dog privilege’, hm?”

You start gesticulating with your other hand, “You know, if you own a big scary dog like a German shepherd, Rottweiler, Akita, etc., men are less likely to approach you or harass you; i.e., scary dog privilege.”

You hear him hum in acknowledgement and he squeezes your hand.

You bring you other hand up and rest it on his bicep, and lay your head against his shoulder, basically leaning on him as you continue to walk down the street.

“So, what kind of dog am I then?”

“Hmm. Definitely a Cane Corso. They’re known for being noble, intelligent, loyal and strong. All the things you are; but they are also low key the sweetest on the inside. Also like you.”

You feel him let out a brief laugh and he squeezes your hand again.

“Mm, thank you sweetheart.”

You smile against his shoulder and continue walking with him all the way home, the creepy man from before long forgotten.

--

masterlist

[cream-stew]

im back <<<333 all your works are so so interesting and i saw the horny reblogs you put and omg now i’m hehehdh can i request a dom kazuha and sub fem reader ? where he uses a vibrator on her in their room at the crux and he leaves for a while, and comes back to her crying and begging for him ? - 🌸

🔞minors dni

warnings: sub afab reader, use of sex toys, fingering, reader is tied up, creampie, spitting

// note: sorry for letting your request rot in my inbox for months hehe I'm a bastard <3 I hope you like this !

you're kissing and rutting against his thigh like normal, all wet and drippy in your panties already, and you can't wait to have his long cock inside you again, but he seems to have other plans today :(

he coaxes you into letting your wrists be tied to the headboard with rough rope, then your legs spread apart and tied to different bedposts so you can't even close them. he gives you some respite afterwards as he pushes your soaked panties to the side and plays with your pussy, pushing two fingers inside and scissoring them before pulling out already to taste your juices. he repeats this a few times, in between spitting down on your folds to get you even wetter, and you moan his name over and over, begging for his cock while he ignores your pleas.

when he seems satisfied enough, he pulls his fingers out of you for good and pulls the panties back in position, covering the creamy mess he made of your pussy. he moves away to retrieve something, and you start squirming in earnest when you realize it's a bullet vibrator :(

he turns it on with a grin and slips it into your panties, pressing it right against your ignored clit, and he gives you a light kiss over your stomach. "I'll be back in a few, ok? there's some stuff I have to do"

you whine again, trying to buck against the vibrator, but it's on its lowest setting and it's just not enough to make you cum :( you try to beg him to fuck you before leaving, but he just chuckles and leaves you to your devices... how mean </3

he comes back over half an hour later, and even if you realize how merciful that was, you're still so annoyed that he even left at all...

frustrated tears slide down your warm cheeks as you pant, resuming your begging immediately as he steps back inside the cabin, and he's so happy to see you in this state that he jumps over you in seconds!

he pushes your panties to the side again and his cock is immediately there to plunge inside, tho he switches to keeping the vibrator pressed against your clit with one hand, so the added stimulation has you cumming before he's even settled inside your warm pussy :(

he laughs at you, finally putting the vibrator aside, and he starts focusing on his own pleasure instead, fucking you at a steady pace as he looms over you, his head dipping down to catch one of your puffy nipples into his mouth. he sucks desperately on it as he goes to town on your sweet spot, making you cry out in pleasure and cum again in no time.

his breath is coming in short puffs now and you can tell he's about to cum soon too, so you start begging him to fill you up. he's tortured you enough already for today, so he agrees easily, and in just a couple more thrusts he's pumping his cum deep in your pussy, adding to the lewd mess he'll have to clean up afterwards, but hey, at least you're both sated <3

[luceafarul-de-dimineata]

ngl kinda curious what happens if mc gets shipped with one of the nobles more often than the kings instead?

You know the AO3 ship popularity chart? Let's say they did one of those for the "child of Solomon" fandom.

Mod Jjok: The most popular ship with Mc for this month is... Mc x Sitri! With over 20k words in the longest running fanfiction on the ship reaching peak popularity in the middle of the month!

Dantalian: Sitri? Isn't that his majesty Satan's blood bag?

Glasylabolas: It turns out he has a name.

Paimon: I think this must be mistakeeeeen. I just recently wrote in collaboration with Astaroth a 25k words fanfic about Mc x Satan

Eligos: Oh, I mass-reported that one. I would apologise about that, but demons can't lie

Paimon: You're so sillyyyyy

Paimon: You just lost cuteness session priveledgessss

Eligos: :'(

Eligos: It was for the greater good of Tartaros

Bimet: Very noble of you, Eligos

Dantalian: Bimet! You fucking bitch, where's my MC body pillow????

Eligos: @Dantalian please take this in private we don't vibe with this negative energy here

Dantalian: Speak for yourself, I vibe with it!

Gamigin: Guys, what happened????? I was asleep, it's like 5 AM in here.

Gamigin: HOLY FUCK

Gamigin: How did Sitri of all people win????

Paimon: I mean, he's not that baaaaaaad

Gamigin: 20k words isn't even that long! How?!

Gamigin: I think we all have to come together to break the two up

Gamigin: Sitri is a common enemy and we shall stop him!

Dantalian: I'm sharpening my knife as we speak.

Gamigin: His Majesty Lucifer said I'm not allowed to leave Paradise Lost :'(

Dantalian: And?

Gamigin: And ... what?

Dantalian: He's not your dad! Even if he was, you don't have to listen to him. Do you think I listen to everything his majesty Asmodeus tells me to do? No. He may be my dad and my king, but I am in control of my own future.

Glasylabolas: Preach brother, preach

Gamigin: But I don't want to go against Lucifer's orders

Dantalian: Pussy

Glasylabolas: Pussy

Dantalian: First! Suck it old man!

Gamigin: Wait, doesn't Paimon live in the same country as Sitri?????

Gamigin: @Paimon, dearest, could you please kill Sitri for us? At least tranquillise him or something. Make sure he doesn't move anymore.

Paimon: I'm not murdering Sitri over thisssss

Paimon: I'll just ask him if it's true he's dating Mccccc

Dantalian: I think we should vote on Sitri's fate

Glasylabolas: Absolutely. I am for democracy.

Dantalian: Knife or gun death?

Glasylabolas: I prefere knife. Gun's make everything messier. How am I supposed to get arroused by a pile of guts?

Dantalian: Ask Ronové or Phenix and they'll tell you

Dantalian: I once saw Ronové remove an angel's intenstines and fucking them

Eligos: That's why nobody wants to visit Abaddon.

Dantalian: In his defence, it was kind of hot

Glasylabolas: I can imagine

Glasylabolas: I should call Ronové again...

Dantalian: He charges for one night stands now cause Abaddon lost its health care recently

Gamigin: Yeah, Morax told me about how you started getting curious about his eye hole.

Dantalian: I don't even blame Ronové for that one. I'm also curious what happens if you cum down someone's eye socket.

Paimon: Ok guyssssss

Paimon: I talked with himmmm

Paimon: It turns out that he just had a lot of black tea recently and wrote 20k words in a dayyyyy

Paimon: And a lot of people read it because Asteroth recomended it on his bloggggg

Dantalian: ah, yeah, shipping

Dantalian: Asmodeus x Mc for the win

Eligos: In your dreams

Dantalian: Yes. I do dream about that often.

Dantalian: I don't even know why y'all care so much for Mc's sex life

Dantalian: Having sex with only one partner is boring

Gamigin: Keep your shitty opinions to yourself.

Dantalian: Only if you make me

Eligos: I'm going to mass report it

Gamigin: I already did <3

Sitri: All of you are so mean

[Mod Jjok stopped comments on this post]

[aquickstart]

ok sure i'll talk about farleigh start. i'll talk about his tragedy of never being enough as it were and then having to deal with fucking oliver. sure. disclaimer: it's about class (and race) and the horrible reality of the rich. the horrible reality of living as farleigh.

another disclaimer: i'm white! and poc definitely pick up on everything i'm talking about here as it is, and better. i was and am specifically interested in farleigh vs. oliver but it's impossible to examine without considering race. definitely let me know if anything abt this sucks!

farleigh and oliver are similar. it's annoying because every intruder that is not himself is annoying, partly because felix's attention swaying from farleigh is dangerous; there is always a threat of being discarded, even if no precedent existed. the potential is terrifying.

but you'd think he's seen this before, every summer (if venetia is telling the truth) or at least often enough to learn to recognize it fast, so he should know this will pass. part of it is i think still the deep anxiety, and i think he hated every boy that was there before, and it is sort of routine.

but definitely a huge factor in farleigh's annoyance is the fact that he's a biracial (black for cattons, that's all they see) man in a white rich household. he's alert and exhausted all the time. of course he's angry at oliver, regardless of whether he's the first to crash at saltburn for the summer or the fifty-first.

but the important thing is this.

farleigh is very jealous of and angry and pissed at oliver because farleigh sees all the similarities between them. outsider, in financial trouble, whatever it is, in need of cattons; and yet oliver is preferred. and farleigh seems to be the only one to really consider it. felix does not pick up on the hint when farleigh brings up the birthday party vs. his mother. felix's clumsy "different or... anything like that" is as much about race as it is about class, of course. the "we've done all that we can" bit is felix absolving himself of guilt because surely they had, surely the mysterious collective cattons that he's not really part of had tried all they could do. to him, farleigh is different from oliver, because farleigh has been helped. felix is rich and white and twofold uncomfortable with farleigh, even if he's nice about it, even if he genuinely enjoys his company; he doesn't look too close at farleigh because he feels too guilty to come too close. and farleigh can't do anything about it. he can't nice himself into it. the fucking tragedy of him is that he's never enough in the world of the ultra-rich white, even if (especially because!) he's born into it.

farleigh is very pissed at oliver because farleigh also sees all the differences between them. you know who can be nice poor white enough to fit in? fucking oliver. felix says "just be yourself, they'll love you" when oliver first moves in. farleigh was also probably told the same thing, and felix also probably believed that farleigh could just be himself, but even if the cattons were magically not racist at all (impossible), it wouldn't make a difference to farleigh. he would still self-censor, keep in check, be in dangerous waters (because racism is not just about the individual, but about the system). we see that he'd won himself leeway by years of trial and error by the way he speaks to the family, but it's still within the boundaries of acceptable, built by the cattons. he's part of them because they allow it, and farleigh is very, very aware.

the annoying thing is oliver can be himself. like, truly, genuinely, he can just be. and farleigh can't help but envy that.

as a side note, oliver is obviously jealous of farleigh in the beginning as well, because regardless of the reality of farleigh's situation, he was born into it, and hence, at least in oliver's mind, has his position solidified. oliver's whole thing is unquenchable thirst and hunger for whatever and everything the cattons have (including themselves!). he wishes to have been a catton from birth. to oliver, at first, there's nothing farleigh can really do to lose it. and until he figures out the cattons completely, he can't help but envy that.

but i think farleigh senses something different about oliver early on. at least on the level of the text, we have "you're almost passing [for] a real, human boy", which is so important because farleigh is the first to point out oliver's weirdness. the next to do so is venetia in the bath scene calling him a freak, but it's too late. farleigh is too early.

and i like to think he clocks oliver too early because he sees the jagged edges that he recognizes in himself. i think that one other thing that farleigh envies is oliver's freedom to let go. freedom to let go is very similar to freedom to be, but not quite the same.

to be is about perception: farleigh knows he cannot fall out of line, but would like to, and oliver does not have to worry about it at all (i mean, he does, because oliver also performs for felix, but farleigh doesn't know that).

to let go is about the self: farleigh is too scared to even want what oliver eventually does, to even consider the possibility. oliver can let himself want. oliver can let himself act. oliver just can do things and want things. i'm not sure farleigh can.

and so in this scene, when oliver's wants and actions have landed him nowhere with farleigh, felix, venetia, the cattons, of course farleigh gloats. he can let himself do that, because if the cattons are slowly discarding him, farleigh can allow himself this one small victory. he's relieved because despite the dangerous similarities, oliver is, thankfully, not really the same as farleigh, right?

but like. this movie is a love letter to all things gothic. oliver is a white man. he prevails. the brief performance that oliver put on did eventually end up more effective than farleigh's lifetime of constraint. my heart fucking breaks for him to be honest.

the issue that remains is the fact of farleigh's survival. i like to think that oliver came to respect him. oliver is smart, but farleigh is clever. he picks up on everything oliver does (to refer back to the karaoke scene, farleigh immediately retaliates in the cleverest way, in the moment), and he's the only one to do so consistently (venetia, again, for example, comes close, but too late; oliver doesn't like that, there's nothing to work with). hence, stay with me for a little longer, the paradox: farleigh survives because he was never enough for the cattons, but he is very worthy of oliver's attention. in his own freaky way, oliver wants him. look at that.

so. farleigh. farleigh might come back. he always comes back. and i think oliver wants to try harder next time.

[kentosbabes]

Hii how are you? Can I please request kento Nanami x F.Reader? But it’s reader first time?

YES!

first time with bf!nanami

you’re nervous, you’ve never had sex before, most of your previous relationships have ended because of this. sure you have gotten yourself off, but only by your hands. family being strict, you were never allowed to date, citing religious reasons and conservative parents as your reasoning. your boyfriend nanami was going to be your first time. you met him at a home warming party hosted by your close friend gojo who set you two up. you are perfect together, your personalities bounce off of each other and your energy is synced. he’s never made you uncomfortable in fact it has been the opposite, you feel comfortable enough to try new things and you don’t fear his reaction to them.

sure you two have done other things that might make a priest raise his eyebrows but nothing being inserted. you have been thinking about the perfect time to discuss this or even just to do it and you realise it’s his birthday in a week. this would be a perfect birthday gift, you wrapped up in a bow and lacy lingerie you specially went to buy for him.

you call him and turn on the light, revealing the fairly lights, balloons and his favourite home made chocolate cake. his eyes crinkled and a wide smile graced his face, “i love you, thank you so much.” picking you up and spinning you around, “that’s not all, i have another surprise for you.” you smile at his confusion and head into the bedroom to take the satin matching robe he got for you.

you walk out, feeling exposed and you can hear ringing and your heart beating loud in your ears. you felt nervous, you had never been this intimate with anyone but nanami’s face certainly helped you; appearing to be dumbstruck and feverishly aroused. you walked closer to him, his eyes looking crawling all over your body, you didn't know how to feel being appraised by him, but you knew it sent a deep heat to your gut. "you like what you see?" he steps forward closing the distance between your lips, pulling you from your waist passionately. "so" he pecks your lips, "fucking", he pecks your cheek, "beautiful." you press your forehead on his, "i'm ready."

you tug his tie, bringing him down to your height and into the bedroom. spreading your legs and looking up at him. he asks if you're ok constantly, pausing at every flinch to ensure you are fine with him continuing. he was patient with you, planting kisses down your collarbone and navel feverishly down your body. getting down on his knees on the bed, laying you down and really taking you in, worshipping your body. slowly undressing you, he slid your panties off of you. kissing your thighs, narrating his every move- talking you through it all. he leaned into your ear, hot breath sending shivers down your spine, "i'm going to lick and finger fuck you to get you ready to take my dick, alright?" it was jarring, to say the least, you've never heard him swear this much but it was kind of sexy and you got wetter, whether it was due to the words or the breath.

he pushed her legs up and spread the apart, feeling her lips spreading as well. nanami's fingers teased your slit just before he started to kiss your pussy. he was ravenous, like a man starved, licking and sucking at you until you were whimpering under his touch. your back arched and you let out a moan, his fingers sank into you, curling upwards and thrusting back and forth, reaching places you could never get to with your smaller hands.

"don't worry i'll take good care of you darlin'" he paused, "i'll be gentle." with the earlier foreplay, it was easy for him to slip into you, he could hear you let out a whimper, it was caught in your throat and nanami's eyebrows knitted together. a groan makes it out of his throat, you were perfect, tight but fit like a glove- like you were built for his dick and his dick alone. nanami's cockhead snuggled up between your pussy lips, teasingly moving from side to side, up and down, slowly inching and parting into you as he pushed. when nanami's large member finally bottomed out inside of you, you threw your head back onto the pillow. moaning his name sends electricity down his dick, making him throb inside of you.

the drag of his cock thrusting into you and the gentle motion of him building up pleasure. you looked cock wrecked by him, hair tangled and lingerie ripped revealing your hickey-littered skin. you felt like you could cum on his dick as your body got more and more sensitive the quicker and harder his pace got. you wrapped your legs around him, bringing him in closer to you, letting his dick get deeper into you. his hips snapping and grounding into you to the hilt. "mh, fuck yes! right there i'm gonna cum!" you managed to stutter out, "me too, shit, darlin' i'm gonna cum in you." with a grunt, you could feel ropes of white cum shooting out of him and against the walls of your cunt, your pussy coaxing and tightening as you both cum.

"round two?"

masterlist

[festive]

✿ - and when I look at you, I know I am loved.

and at times like these, I wish I could keep you here forever.

✿ - cw: fem!reader, slight angst, maybe some spoilers if you haven’t done the three magis quest, morning sex, vaginal sex, vaginal fingering, cum eating, cervix fucking. added my own headcanons onto Cyno’s appearance.

✿ - a/n: more cyno x scholar reader because I got him c6 and I really can’t get over this dynamic. thank you, thank you to my beautiful beta readers.

+ tagging: @rczc @kazuwhora @manjiroscum & @bubble4u <33

The sun peeking through the blinds was enough to wake you up, nearly blinding you as you opened your eyes. It's almost a quiet morning, almost. The soft snores next to you tug at the corners of your lips, causing you to smile. You turn as carefully as you can without causing the bed to creak.

Your eyes soften — looking over your lover's sleeping body, watching in awe as his chest heaved up and down. His hair disheveled upon the pillows and his lips parted slightly as he continued to snore. One arm draped around your waist while the other rested underneath his head. You allow your eyes to travel lower, heat rising to your face as you scan over the scratches and marks you left on his skin from the night before. 

Cyno looked peaceful, and then the reality of it all hit you at once — pulling at your heartstrings. You wished you could stay like this forever, but you knew you couldn't. So after this, you'd be heading back to the Akademiya, and he would stay here, in the desert underneath the red sun — the land he calls his home.

Guilt begins to settle in your stomach, almost making you feel nauseous. I don't want to leave, you mumble to yourself. The impending dread of waking up alone the following day is weighing heavily on your mind.

"Then don't," Cyno's voice is soft, although still groggy. He startled you, crimson eyes looking directly into yours — his face mere inches away from your own. 

"Did I wake you," you breathe out, admiring every little detail in Cyno's features, from the shape of his nose down to the sunspots on his cheeks and even the little freckles.

"It's fine," Cyno's lips are soft against your forehead, and even though the kiss was brief — you can still feel him lingering. "Stay with me,"

"As much as I'd love to, you know I can't. Not everyone in the desert has the same luxury as me and Setaria," You sigh, correcting yourself. "I mean Setaria and me,"

And As much as Cyno hated to admit it, you were right — there's a heavy silence, and if you were being honest, you hated it. It was uncomfortable. Cyno's gaze on you is heavy, and you're anxious to know what he's thinking. "Then stay a little longer." 

You look at him, desperation gleaming in his eyes. "Just a little longer, please," 

You nod, "I'll leave tonight, so at least we can stay like this until then," you can hear the sigh of relief that escapes Cyno's lips. "Although, I want you to give me a reason to." 

"Oh?" Quirking an eyebrow, Cyno looks at you. "Am I not enough for you, or are you alluding to something else?" He teases — capturing your lips with his. The kiss is long and heated; he's not sure when he'll get to have you again like this, so Cyno makes sure to savor you as long as he can. So even when you're gone, he'll still have the memory of this kiss.

Both of you pull away for air, and as soon as you catch your breath, your lips instantly search for his again. You nearly whine when he denies you another kiss. "As much as I'd love to kiss you again, I'd like to do something else," 

"You suck,"

"I suck? Hmm, you weren't saying that last night, if I can remember correctly, weren't you the one doing the sucking on my—" Your hand is pressed tightly against Cyno's lips, instantly silencing as you're reminded of the events that took place last night, much to your embarrassment. "Ok, ok, that's enough out of you, smartass!" You can feel him smirking underneath your palm.

"I hate you," You murmur, looking away bashfully as you move your hand — before you can say anything else, you're flipped on your back, with Cyno hovering over you. 

"Mhm," he says, placing a kiss on the column of your neck, one hand beside your head while the other inches its way toward your lower area. 

You let out a sharp breath, feeling your lover's fingers drag across your folds, smearing your own slick that your cunt had produced — until finally, he slides them in. 

"Cyno," you moan — his fingers buried deep inside, pumping in and out of your hole as he bites and ducks on your neck. He angles himself better, making sure to pay extra attention to that sensitive spot inside of you while he thumbs at your clit. Rubbing circles against the swollen bundle of nerves.

You're clawing at his back — your nails raking across his skin, adding more scratches along the surface. (It's not like he'd mind, he'll wear them as a trophy on the subsequent trial he faces.) 

Sobbing as your orgasms hit you hard, your walls spasming around his fingers, drenching them in your essence. Cyno pulls back — bringing them to his lips as he sucks them clean. "I'll never get enough of you," 

His cock is stirring in his palm as he aligns the tip with your cunt. Finally, he lets out a low hiss, the shaft of his cock sinking further into you until he finally bottoms out.

"Look at me, my dove," He grunts, his hips slamming against yours as he thrusts himself deeper inside you. You do your best, mind partially gone from the euphoric bliss — but you're able to. You watch him, focusing on how his freckles crease with each movement of his face and the sharp fang peeking through his lips.

 Cyno places a needy kiss upon your lips — swiping his tongue across your bottom lip, begging for entrance. You give him what he wants, allowing him to explore the cavern of your mouth while he devours you whole. He hates the fact that you both need air. He pulls away — cursing both your mortalities.

And when he pulls away, he stares at you intently — red orbs drinking in every little detail of your face, from the way your eyes are blown wide in pleasure and down to the shape of your lips. Immortalizing this version of you in his memories for as long as time flows.

The sound of skin slapping against skin resonates throughout the room, loud enough to rival the mixed moans and mewls that escape you. 

His cock stretches you out with each thrust as he forces his way inside you — the tip of his cock grazing your cervix each time, making you writhe and groan. 

Cyno knows you're close. He can feel it, almost afraid that if your walls squeezed around him harder, they'd snap his cock in half. 

Cyno's name falls off your lips like a prayer as you reach your end — your body going limp underneath him. It doesn't take long for him to chase his own high.

His cock throbs inside as he cums, coating your walls with his seed — making sure to leave something to remember him by. 

And after all, is said and done, he rolls off of you, panting heavily — he turns to you.

"I love you," his voice is soft, the sudden declaration almost has you fighting back tears — and as many nights you've shared with your lover, you've never seen him this raw, this exposed. Still, the look on his face, you know he's being genuine, and that's what makes things worse. 

And you think about it, it's enough to make you reconsider. "I love you too," 

You clear your throat, "Listen, even when we're apart, I will always keep you in my heart." 

"I will never love another," Cyno says, rubbing circles into your back — your skin feeling soft underneath his touch. You snort, laughing into his chest. "Please stop. You'll see me again in a few weeks,"

"And I will count every star in the sky until you return,"

"Cyno shut the fuck up."

[kiiwiigii]

Cramps

Alec x Fem!Reader

Summary: The cramps are so bad you think you're pretty sure you're about to die. Alec assured you that you're not, and does his best to comfort you.

Warnings:

None, except that periods suck.

Word Count: 600+

Requested?: Yes! I hope you're feeling better, nonny!

A/N: Turns out im cramping like mf today. 😭 I hope y'all enjoy!

I was certain I was going to die. The cramps today were fucking awful, and I found I couldn't move more than an inch or two. I refused to move, tired and crabby from the pain. To top it off my heating pad was broken, and I was out of Midol. The day was starting off great. 

My door banged open, and I jumped, hissing in pain and then doubling over from the sudden movement. My poor heart. My poor sides. My poor everything. I could already feel the tears of annoyance and frustration welling up. 

"Why do I smell blood, love?" 

Alec was by my side in an instant, checking me over before pausing, nose flaring. 

"Oh. Oh, amore. I am sorry." He said softly. "I just smelled blood and panicked. Are you ok? Never mind, that was a dumb question." 

He fluffed up my pillows before helping me lean back onto them. 

"What can I do for you, amore?" He asked quietly, pushing my sweaty hair back away from my face. "I am afraid that I am rather useless in these situations. What do you need?" 

"You're not completely useless, Alec." I nuzzled into his cool hand. "I could really use a heating pad. And some Midol." 

"Have you eaten anything today?" 

I shook my head. 

"Give me a few minutes. I'll be back." 

He was back in less than twenty minutes. A large paper grocery bag in one hand, a steaming bowl of soup with grilled cheese in the other. 

"Here, tesero." 

He gave me a water bottle and put two pills in my hand. I took them obediently, already impatient for them to start working. By the time I was done, Alec already had the heating pad plugged in and warming up, slipping it underneath the covers for me to rearrange to my liking. Finally, when all of that was taken care of, he handed me the soup and grilled cheese. 

I smiled up at him softly as he leaned forward to place a cool kiss to my forehead. I sighed happily, leaning against him for a brief moment. 

"Do you have any duties today?" I asked. 

"None that cannot wait." 

"Then stay with me?" 

"Of course, amore." 

He was on the other side of the bed, snuggling up to my, placing his hand lightly over the covers where the heating pad lay, the weight helping the heat seep into my skin. I nibbled on my grilled cheese. To be honest I wasn’t all that hungry. 

“You should eat, Y/N.” 

“I know, but my stomach is a bit too upset.” 

“At least try to eat half for me, amore.” 

"Want me to put something on the tv?" He already had the remote in his sand. 

"Sure." I said tiredly. 

He pulled up The Vampire Diaries on Netflix, while I tried to eat as much as I could before setting the half-eaten food on my nightstand.  

"This is so inaccurate it is not even funny." He grinned at me. 

He let me get settled against him, leaning into his chest, my hands following suit. He put his arm up under the pillow I was using. 

"I think I would be alright using my power, just this once. Just until the medicine kicks in." 

I looked up at him surprised. Alec had never used his power on me before. He absolutely refused unless it was a serious situation in which I needed it. Which was never. But here he was, offering. I gave him a slow nod. 

"I would really appreciate that, Alec. I feel absolutely miserable." 

He looked at me, eyes searching my face before nodding. 

Slowly I could see the black mist pour from his hands, right over my torso, and I felt myself go numb. It would have been unnerving had it not been for the sweet relief that was no more pain. I could still see him watching me intently, gauging my reaction. I gave him another soft smile before nuzzling into his chest. I could feel the sleepiness beginning to overtake me. 

"Thank you, Alec." 

"Anything for you, mio cara." 

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Please, ma'am, could I request a reader who's a people pleaser and a perfectionist. Someone who always tries to stay optimistic for other's sake. Preferably platonic but I don't mind either way.

Do whatever else you want with it. I just think the dynamic with the team and a high-strung happy-go-lucky personality would be interesting.

Tenderheart Bear

A/N: Hi Bestie! I got you, girl! Look at me *holds your face* I got you! This is so cute! I love! Because this is literally me lmao. Also I got the name from the Care Bears lol I'm sorry (No, I'm not lol) but I hope you like it!!! - I hope you're ok with me making the reader a field-medic. I also made her a slight cry baby, mainly because I am a cry baby. I hope you're ok with that lol

Taskforce 141 x F! Field Medic Reader who's Miss Happy and a People Pleaser Perfectionist (like me lol) - PLATONIC

Warnings: Cursing? Members of the 141 being stressed and depressed, per usual.

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Sometimes the members of the Task Force 141 wondered why their Captain had brought you onto their team. You were just... so nice.

You're always smiling.

You're always in a good mood.

You're always seeing the bright side of things - even on the field.

You were a field medic. Even field medics had some sort of arsenal of weapons, yet for some God damned reason you refused to carry any of them, except for a few utility and military knives - which is all you ever needed really. Johnny dared to ask you why - and beg you - to have something else other than a knife.

"No, because how would I be able to carry more medical supplies?"

Johnny looked at Simon with a dumbfounded expression, then back at you, "No, you at least need a gun, lass!"

"Sergeant, I don't need a gun! I have you guys!" You shrugged as you continued to pack your medical backpack.

"Oh my God, Woman!" Johnny exclaimed, waving his hand in protest as he left the room. "LT, please talk to her."

Simon looked over at you, sighing slightly, "Y/N, he has a point."

"I haven't had an issue before, why would I have an issue now?

"Y/N. What are you going to do if you get cornered? A knife isn't going to protect you against bullets."

"True. But again, I have you guys."

The vein already bulging out of Simon's forehead became more prominent.

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"Wait, stand still!" You sucked in a breath, pressing your lips together as you bandaged Kyle's arm. The mission was over and you were waiting for a helicopter to come and pick you and the team up.

"Y/N, I'm fine." Kyle told her calmly.

"No, I have to re-wrap it because you keep moving, Serg-" Your eyes began to gloss over. Kyle placed his free hand over one of hers, making her look at him.

"Hey. You're ok. I'm fine, just a little surface wound. The bandaging doesn't have to be perfect, just good enough for us to make it back."

"But it'll get infected if I don't do it right!" You pouted, tears threatening to fall.

Kyle took a deep breath and re-assured her once more: "Y/N. It's ok. I'll be fine. You'll be fine. You did good out there."

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Captain Price patted each of the pockets of his cargo pants, looking for a pen. You stood beside him, holding a pen out for him. He thanked you for it, and started looking for something to write on.

You pulled out a small note pad from one of the side pockets of your cargo pants and handed it to him. He looked at you for a moment, thanked you again, then started looking for something.

"What are you looking for?"

"My cigars."

"Oh, you left them in your right jacket pocket with your lighter." You smiled at your Captain who just looked at you, then walked over to his jacket that was hung over a chair and checked the right pocket, finding his cigars and his lighter. Thinking you may be playing a prank on him, he looked at you for a moment, then thanked you.

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"I'm sorry."

"Why are you apologizing?" Simon sat on a chair beside you while you were being patched up by one of the nurses on the base.

You couldn't meet the Lieutenant's eyes. Your eyes glossed over and tears threatened to fall. "Because I got hurt- I didn't- I couldn't-"

"Y/N. Look at me."

The nurse had left, leaving you and Simon. You took a deep breath and finally looked at him, eyes puffy and rosy cheeks from crying earlier.

On the inside, seeing you hurt, or seeing you cry, or upset - at anything, wrung his heart. He scooted over and looked up at her, speaking softly, "Hey. You did good out there, sport. We all get hurt on missions, you know what - there's a reason we got you on our team. You're our little healer - and we protect our little healer. But you getting hurt this time was not your fault. If you should blame anyone, blame me because I didn't keep an eye on you."

Simon - or anyone else on the team - only spoke softly to you - they all knew that and you knew that. Because they cared. You made sure they were patched up on the field. You made sure they were ok. You were their little healer. It was only natural that they make sure you're ok.

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Here’s the Lasko/his listener one I made!

@annahxredaxted here you go!!

Thank you to @meepisindahouse for beta reading! <333

Kody is their little brother but they don’t know what he did, till Lasko tells them-

“Hon, you know I love you but you've to at least try, I cant keep doing this,” They said exasperated.

Their brother was sitting on their couch once again, venting about how people at his school were targeting him and even getting him kicked out of his dorm.

“I did! It's not my fault everything is against me!”

“I know bud, but this keeps happening, you know you have at least some part to play. You always blame the people around you for everything, so it makes sense why they don't like you. I'm not saying it's ok for them to get you kicked out, but you could at least try to be more pleasant and not as back-stabby.”

“Stop siding with them! The shit they accuse me of is total bullshit! I'm nothing but nice to these people and then they get their friends to target me! I had nothing to do with these other people!”

They sighed, “Look I know, but my neighbors are getting really fed up with you showing up randomly and making a bunch of noise. If they report me again it's going to start being an actual problem that can get me kicked out of here. I don't mind you staying here, hell, it's nice to see you, but it can't keep happening this way, /please/.”

Their brother sighed, rolled his eyes, and fell back onto the couch, “Ya ya, whatever. Your neighbors suck.”

“Thank you Kodes, Now I have to run out for some food. Any requests?”

“Mmm, I don't care. You can't just make something?”

“Tomorrow I can, but I’m having dinner with my boyfriend tonight so I'm just going to grab something for you.”

Once again their brother groned, “Can't you just tell your boy-toy that you can’t see him tonight?”

“Don't call him that. I actually really like him Kodes, I think this one’s gonna last.”

Defending their romantic relationships from their brother's scrutiny wasn't new. He was always annoyed whenever they got with someone. The two were always close growing up and Kody always hated when they went out with guys. There were quite a few relationships that ended poorly because Kody got in the way.

“Ya ya whatever, I doubt it. I just wish you would hang out with me and not with some guy who's probably gonna dump you.”

They sighed, “I'm gonna go to the store, I'll be back soon.”

“See ya,”

They grab their keys and head out.

Shopping didn't take long, but well they did they thought about how much their little brother had changed over the years. He used to be so sweet, but something happened after they had moved out. The next time they saw Kody was when he got into D.A.M.N, after they had become a teacher. They had tried to meet up with him multiple times before then but he never seemed interested.

When he started at D.A.M.N. he ignored them for months, they tried to talk with him but he always had some things to do, which was fair enough. He was grown up now and had classes. But at some point something had happened and he ended up getting expelled. He asked them not to do anything about it, but he did crash at their place for a while after it happened. They were ready to try to fight for him, but he practically begged them not to, saying that he didn't want their career to suffer. So they didn't, they just helped him get into a new place and get back on his feet.

As they walked back up to their apartment they saw a familiar face, “Lasko?”

Lasko turned, “Oh! H-hey, I was just on- on my way to pick y-you up.”

“Oh is it time already? I'm sorry, I went out to get some stuff for my brother.”

“Your br-brother? I didn't know you had one? Does he live with y-you?”

“No, he's just staying with me for a few days. I'm excited for our date tonight! Just let me drop this stuff off and put on something a bit nicer, ya?”

“Y-Ya that's totally fine!”

The two of them walked back to their apartment door.

“Do you want to come in? I'll be quick,”

“Ya, s-sure!”

They let themselves and Lasko in, “Kodes I’m back! Laskos here, so be nice!” They drop the bags off on the tables and see a scribbled note.

“Went out

Be back to eat”

They sigh, “Sorry Lasko, it looks like my brother went out so you'll have to wait to meet him,”

“Oh! That's alright! I’ll j-just sit on the couch till you're ready,” Lasko smiled and went to sit.

As they got ready, Lasko looked around. There wasn't much on the walls, but there were some framed pictures. Curiosity got the best of him so he started to look closer. He got up and smiled at his lover's happy face in the pictures.

There was one where they were holding their little brother when they were kids, they were both so cute. It was labeled “Kodes and me<3”. However as he looked, one of the pictures made him stop, his blood running cold. He could feel the air around him tighten in his anger. The picture was labeled just like the other. “Kodes and me<3” It was Kody. The same Kody who had hurt Freelancer, the same one who had led people to their deaths by being a dick during The Inversion. He was… their brother….

He didn't realize how much time had passed until their hand touched his shoulder, he jumped and turned around.

“Lasko? Are you alright?”

“Kody’s your brother?”

“Mhm, Do you know him? This doesn't feel like a good thing.. Did he say something to you too? I know he's not the best sometimes but I didn't think he knew you?” The worried laced their voice, they had no idea. They couldn't have any idea, they were so sweet, there was no way they would care for him if they knew. But how could they not??

“Oh I know him.” He could hear his own voice, he was angry. He stopped, took a deep breath, and looked at them.

“Do you not know why he was expelled from D.A.M.N?” He was quiet, he had to be.

They shook their head, “No, he asked me not to get involved, that it wasn't worth it. So I just figured he did something stupid and pissed the wrong people off…Did…Did he do something?”

“He was the one who hurt Freelancer.”

Everything stopped, their eyes widened as they processed what that meant. They had talked to Freelancer quite a bit. They had told them about the bad experiences with another student, but never said his name. The kid had bridged with them without them knowing what it meant, then continued to harass them. It only stopped when the kid was expelled and that only happened because their friends had convinced them to take action and helped along the way. That…that couldn't have been their baby brother. He was a jerk sure, but he wouldn't do that….He couldn't.

“It…it was him? Are you sure?? 100%?!”

Lasko nodded.

Their eyes began to water, completely overwhelmed, they sat on the floor. Lasko dropped with them, holding their hands tightly.

‘’I…I'm so sorry, I…I knew he was causing his own problems but I never imagined he could do something like that…”

“I know, it's not your fault.”

They shook their head, “What- What do I do? I- he’s my baby brother but..but he..I can’t..”

“I know, take a deep breath. I know this is hard.”

“I…can't, I can't have him here..I can't support him like this…He..he's really terrible isn't he? He really is a bad person isn't he??” They broke down into sobs, clutching onto Lasko.

He rubbed their back as they sobbed, they kept repeating that same question, “He really is a bad person now isn't he? Oh god he is, it really was him.”

After some time they pulled back, their breathing still heavy and their cheeks tear stained.

“What..what do I do?” They sounded so lost. “He, he can't stay here, I won't let him but how…how do I tell him to leave? It feels like I can't just kick him out…he's…he's my baby brother but…I can't…how do I…”

Lasko took a deep breath, “I know it's hard, I-I know it's hard to cut off family. You don't have to do this by yourself. I can call Freelancer and Gavin ask if Gavin can come help. I'm sure he wouldn't mind helping get Kody out. D-Damien and Hux too.”

“God, I have to tell Freelancer, don't I? I have to tell them he's my brother-”

“Hay,” Lasko’s soft voice cut through the impending second breakdown, “Freelancer won't blame you, they know you. They will not blame you, you didn't know and were just helping your brother. You know now and you're not trying to defend what he did. It's going to be ok.”

They nodded, “Can…can we call Freelancer? I don't think I'll be able to kick him out by myself…”

“Of course.”

One call later the two of them were on their way to Freelancer’s apartment. It wasn't a long drive but it felt like it. They were too emotional to drive so Lasko did, during the drive he held their hand and kept telling them it would be ok, but it didn't feel like it.

Once they reached the apartment Gavin let the two in instantly, his usual playfulness missing. The three went into the living room where Freelancer was sitting with several cups of tea.

“Hey, there you are,” Freelancer's voice was soft, they got up and hugged them.

“I'm so so sorry, I didn't know-” They held Freelancer tight and they could feel the tears start to resurface.

“No no no, it's alright. It's not your fault.” Freelancer lightly swayed the two of them, “You didn't know, you were just caring for your family, I can't and won't ever blame you for that. His actions are his own, never yours.”

“He hurt you..”

“He did, I didn't deserve what he did. But he does deserve what happened to him and he doesn't deserve someone as sweet as you as a sibling.”

“I'm so sorry.. I..I didn't know what to do..”

Freelancer pulled back, taking their hand and led them to sit on the couch. They handed them a cup of hot tea, “I know, I can't say I know what to do either, I've never been in a situation like this before.”

“I don't want him near me, I love him because he's my brother, but…but my baby brother wouldn't do something like this. I don't know what happened, I don't know why he turned out like this…’’

“I can understand that, I can't relate to having someone who I care for turn out to be like how Kody is. I'm so sorry that you have to go through this too. I might not understand the care you have for him, but you can vent to me about it, I know this is hard.”

“I can't ask you for that! He violated you, I can't vent to you about-”

“Let me stop you there,” Freelancer interrupted, “You're not asking, I'm telling you and offering you to. I know what he did to me. It took me a long time to come to terms with it and well, I am still affected by what he did. That doesn't change that you are a friend of mine. He hurt you too by doing all of this. I might not be the person to tell how kind and sweet he used to be in a dream like way you can't talk to me about how this has hurt you too. Without my friends, Lasko, Damien, Hux, and Gavin, I wouldn't have recovered. Some of those conversions were about how Kody wronged them, or how they were upset about how he hurt me. And those helped, it was another perspective. I don't ever plan to forgive him and I never want people to try to defend him to me. You ranting to me isn't you defending him, it's just giving me another reason to never forgive him. He hurt another one of my friends.”

They nodded, “Thank you,” They sniffled and Freelancer placed their hand on their arm.

“I just don't understand how he could have turned out like this.. He used to be so sweet, I knew he changed and that that change wasn't good but I never thought he would do something like this.”

“We never expect the people we care about to be monsters,” Gavin said, he was standing behind the couch, his hand on his lover's shoulder, “It's hard to accept that sometimes they are.”

Freelancer nodded, “What do you want to do? I know you said you don't want him in your place anymore, but there are a few ways we can go about that.”

“I…I honestly don't know. I don't think I can just kick him out by myself. I don't want him there, but…”

“I understand don't worry, you don't have to explain yourself to us. Do you want Damien and Huxly to be there with you and Gavin? That way you're not alone? I would offer to go, but I don't want to be anywhere near him.”

They nodded, laughing breathlessly, “Ya, I get that. I don't want you to go anywhere near him either. I want to tell him to get out myself, having the others there would be nice. I don't think he will react well though, I don't want anyone getting hurt-”

“Oh trust me, Aquafina won't hurt any of us. He's learned that lesson. If he tries anything he won't get far.” Gavin said. His smile was slightly disconcerting. ‘:3’

They nodded, “Can you guys explain it to the others, I don't think I can explain it again..”

“Of course, Gavin and I will do that, you and Lasko can sit here while we call, ok? If you need something to eat feel free to rummage, ok? And all the tea is open for you.”

Lasko took Freelancer's place once they got up, “How are you doing?”

“Not good, honestly,” They laughed, though there was no humor in it. “It doesn't feel like I'm drowning at the moment, but this is so much to accept. It's a whole another layer that it's so easy to believe all of it… I think that's the worst part of it all. How easily I can believe Kody did all this..”

They let Lasko hold them. They both just sat there for a while.

After a while Freelancer and Gaivn walked back in, “The others are on their way. They were grabbing food so they grabbed some for all of us as well, Hux said food might help.”

“Hux is so sweet..”

“He really is.”

“Freelancer?”

“Ya?”

“Thank you, I know this has to be hard for you. I'm sorry for making you think about him all over again. But thank you for helping me.”

Freelancer smiled, “Of course. This is hard, but I mean hey, at least we have one more thing we can gossip about as if it wasn’t heavily traumatizing now?”

They laughed, caught completely off guard.

Over the next ten minutes the four of them talked lightly. They weren't ignoring what was going on, but more giving them a chance to calm down before having to do the hardest thing they needed to do.

Huxly and Damien arrived and Huxly immediately asked if they wanted a hug, they accepted. His hug felt safe and they stayed there for a while Damien handed out food. Once all of them settled down Lasko and Freelancer explained a bit more to the other two. They both listened intently.

They also immediately agreed to help get Kody out. The room heated up a few degrees even as Lasko explained.

“I want to talk to him…I want to tell him to get out,” They said. That was the only thing they were completely sure of.

“Ok, so we obviously want a game plan going in, Kody definitely isn't going to be happy. I wouldn't put it past him to try to get violent. Especially if he thinks you're alone.” Damien was logical and it helped them feel safe.

“If you want to be the one to tell him, I completely respect that, but I don't want to run the chance that he'll hurt you,” Huxly said. “Maybe we can wait out of sight until he tries something?”

“That still puts them in danger though,” Damein said.

“I mean..can..can you be in the room with me, Lasko? I know it's a lot to ask. I'm not worried about Kody really trying to hurt me but that's because I don't think he would. So that's based on an idealized version of him. I don't want to be alone in a room with him..”

“O-of course! I- I understand why you don't.”

“Ok. So here's the plan so far, Me, Hux and Gavin will be off the side, out of sight. Lasko will be in the room with you as you confront him and if he gets aggressive the three of us will step in and get him out and make it clear you don't want him to come crawling back. Freelancer are you going to stay here then?’’

“Ya, I’ll stay here and make sure all the wards and such are ready for when you guys come back.”

“What do you mean?” They asked, They were leaning against Lasko on the couch.

“Well, you're not going to stay at your place /obviously/. Kody is the type to try shit so once he assumes the others are gone, he's going to try to pull something. So we won't give him the chance. The best way to combat that is for everyone or at least most of us to stay here tonight. We have wards already set up against Kody, so even if he tries to follow you guys on the way back he won't be able to even come close. Plus I know it's not good to be alone after a bunch of stuff goes down.”

“I- Thank you..that..that means alot to me…I would really like that actually.”

Freelancer smiled, “Of course, you're our friend. We aren't going to let you go through this alone.”

They took a deep breath, “Let's do this. I want to get this over with.”

The others nodded.

Everyone except Gavin and Freelancer got into Lasko’s car. Gavin decided to rift ahead to make sure Kody wasn’t back yet. Damien drove this time.

“Hay dude, are you sure you wanna do it this way? This shit’s hard.” Hux asked.

They took a deep breath, “Yes. He's my brother, I have to be the one to do it. It will be hard but having someone else do it will make him think it wasn't my choice. If I need you guys I'll say so, don't worry. Just knowing you guys are there makes me feel safer..”

Hux smiled and patted their shoulder.

Once they got to the apartment building Gavin met them at the door.

“I'll text Kody to come back and you guys can just go into my room, it's a pretty small place so it's not far from the living room and you guys should be able to hear everything. Lasko if you want to be in sight you can be on the couch, if not the hall should work, He won't see you at first I don't think.”

“Ill s-sit with you. I don't w-want you do this al-alone.”

“Thank you Lasko,” They took his hand and pulled him into a tight hug.

Ten minutes later, Kody said he was on his way and the guys got into place, Lasko and them taking their seats on the couch.

Once Kody opened the door and walked in, he didn't immediately notice Lasko. “Finally you’re back, I didn't think your stupid date would be so long. What the hell were you even doi-” He stopped completely once he saw Lasko on the couch.

“Why the hell are you here?! Get away from them!” He yelled.

Kody yelling immediately caught them off guard, but they stood, “Don't talk to him like that. I know what you did, Kody.”

“I didn't do shit! Whatever bullshit he is telling you is a lie!”

“I know he's telling the truth, Kody. I want you out.”

“You barely know him and you're going to believe just anything that comes out of his mouth over me?! I’m your brother for fuck’s sake!”

“Kody you bridged with someone who didn't want that!”

“They said they did! I didn't do anything wrong!”

“They didn't know what that meant! You can't just say that and make it alright! What else have you done?? What else did you do and then come crawling to me for help when you got punished for it?! What the hell Kody?! I knew you were getting bad, but I never thought you would do something like this!”

‘You’re my sibling, you're supposed to support me! This is just that dumb fucking Freelancer trying to ruin my life even more!”

“Get out, Kody.”

Kody laughed, “You're not actually making me leave.”

“Out.”

“I'm your brother, I have nowhere else to go! Do you really want me out on the street??”

“You'll figure something out, I'm sure. But even if you don't it's what you had coming for pulling all of this shit.”

“I'm not going anywhere.’’

“Guys.”

Kody looked confused for a split second until Gavin appeared right in front of him. He stumbled backwards. Domain and Huxy came out into the living room, Lasko now standing and holding his lover.

Kody immediately tried to attack but was immediately shut down by Gavin. “I don't think that's a good idea.” He said coldly.

“Oh?! So the Freelancer really is collecting everything they can?!! They're just as bad as what you are!” Kody spat.

Despite knowing this could happen they still held tightly to Lasko’s arm.

It didn't take long after that. The three others got Kody out and definitely made sure Kody knew they didn't want him back. They were pretty sure Hux had to stop Damien from punching him more than once.

Once Kody was out he banged on the door for a bit, but Gavin soon let them know he had stormed off.

They all spent some time in the living room, it wasn't long until they started to cry in Lasko’s arms. Gavin and Huxly were kind enough to go and get a bag ready for them. Well Lasko told them which clothes to grab and some other items.

After a while they were able to calm down, Damien and Lasko sitting with them as they breathed. Once Gavin and Huxly had gotten two bags ready for them they all went back out to Lasko’s car, Gavin deciding to rift ahead to let Freelancer know it was over. Lasko grabbed their blanket and wrapped them up in it.

They made it back to Freelancer’s without any problems which was nice. The four of them were mostly quiet, but once they got back to Freelancer’s the mood seemed to switch.

“Do you need quiet or noise? Either one is alright. If you want to try and just process everything it's alright, or if you want to relax for a bit and try to have some fun to get your mind off it. We've got Mario Kart and a bunch of other things we can all play.”

“Can…Can you guys play? I don't think I can focus on controls but I love watching you guys play.”

“Ya of course! Now, what do you want for food? Snacks? Drinks?”

They laughed lightly.

That's how they ended up sitting in between Lasko and Freelancer on the couch. Listening and laughing as the others played and yelled at each other. The day was hard and painful. That pain wouldn't go away fast but they had people who truly cared for them, and maybe that would be enough.

“Thank you,” They whispered to Freelancer once again.

Freelancer smiled and threw their arm around them, “Don't worry about it, Now you sure you don't want a turn? I bet you'll crush these losers.”

“Hay!”

They laughed and took the controller, “I'll try once I guess.”

[euijoosorangeslice]

hi!! lately ive been thinking about having sex with jo in school bathroom .......... literally jo can't get enough of his gf's tits so he sucked them between lessons.... and fingers her 🤭🤭🤭

mhm yes ok ok (i suck at writing jo but here i go ig)

wrnings: fingering, boob sucking, jo is a little bit mean.

School was boring the hell out of you. Your teacher was going on an on about another final project you had to finish. At least, you hoped? You weren't quite listening, because you were thinking about what your plans were after school. Though, it was only barely after lunch ended. Suddenly, your phone vibrated on your lap. It was a message from your boyfriend.

jojo <3

fuck babe, can you meet in the upstairs bathroom?

im missing you really bad

mostly your boobs read 12:34

You giggled to yourself, leaning your chest down to secretly take a photo of your chest.

you

[sent one attachment]

mm. is my baby horny right now?

don't worry, meet me during class change.

promise you'll make me feel good? read 12:37

Shutting off your phone and sliding it into your bag, you adjusted your school uniform tie. You didn't want to admit that you had been thinking of your boyfriend during class. How nice his hands felt on your body. Now your thighs were clenched together in a desperate attempt to slightly relieve yourself.

As class change began, you never walked so fast to the bathroom. As soon as you walked in, Jo pulled you by your wrist into the stall. He pressed you against the wall, kissing you roughly. "Such a tease. How much of a slut do you have to be to send me photos of your tits during class?" He slowly moved his head down, kissing your neck and leaving marks. "Jo...we'll get caught." You moaned out, making him smirk against your neck.

"Maybe they should know who you belong to. Let me make you feel good?" You quickly nodded, removing your panties while Jo put a pair of his fingers into your mouth. "Suck." You stared into his eyes, watching his lust-ridden expression. "So pretty. Can't wait to have you on my fingers." You whined, taking his hand away from your mouth and pressing it on your core. "I'll give you what you want now."

He slid a finger inside of you, making you moan and grab his wrist. "Don't fight it, baby. Just enjoy it, yeah?" You moved your hands, placing them over his shoulders. He used his other hand to unbutton your blazer, taking off your bra. He slipped another finger in, attaching his lips to your nipples. You tossed your head back, tangling your fingers into his hair. He groaned, speeding up his fingers. "Jo! F-fuck ah- feels so good. Please-" He used his thumb to rub your clit, making you shut your eyes in pleasure.

"I think I-I'm gonna cum." You whispered, Jo speeding up his fingers. "Think you can make a mess for me?" Jo questioned, sucking rougher onto your nipples. You vigorously nodded, Jo feeling you clench around your fingers.

You let your orgasm wash over, squirting onto his fingers as the both of you watched it drip onto the floor. "Wow. Didn't know you would make that much of a mess." You rolled your eyes, lightly slapping his arm.

[veryredd]

Hiding

Tim Drake x reader

A/n: it's been so long since I last posted so here :P. And by long I mean like two years. Idk if i should start making a masterlist. mayb i should, idk. oh and if this hc sucks it's probably cuz it's been sitting in my drafts for 2 years. like fr

You remembered when you first dated Tim Drake.

It was amazing. Sure you two were unsure but at least you were in this together.

You don't text often since it's not quite your style.

It didn't help that you lived so far from each other.

As time went on, it became difficult to maintain your relationship

From your point of view at least

"say Tim....what if I chose to go overseas to study instead of coming to Gotham academy.... I wouldn't have met you no?"

"Mm I guess not n/n. Where is this coming from anyways?"

"I was just wondering."

It pretty much went down hill from there.

Your insecurities were getting to your head

It didn't help that you saw Tim talking to another girl

You know it's nothing that it was just a short chat, no flirting but it didn't help that she was pretty.

I mean look at yourself and look at her.

Tim could easily find someone better like her.

And so after a long consideration

You decided for him

You texted him.

Y/n: hey tim. I just wanted to say firstly it's not your fault. I considered for a long time before deciding. I think it's better if we broke up. It's not you, it's me. I wish you nothing but the best and truly hope you find someone better. Thank you for the memories and for everything.

You blocked him after.

Packing your bags, you left for Keystone city.

To say Tim was shock was an understatement

He was in disbelief. The love of his life slipping right through his fingers

He searched for you.

High and low.

Even asking the batfam for help which says a lot.

After four months, you settled well in keystone city, made some new friends.

You met Wally West and Artemis Crock

A fellow gothamite. You hit it off instantly

They help you settle in

One day Wally was going to meet an old friend and invited to tag along because in Artemis's words, 'he is really friendly, you'll love him'

Reluctantly, after much persuasion, you agreed and followed Wally.

He never really told you the name of his friend and you kinda wish he did now

"Dick! Hey I want you to meet someone. This is Y/n L/n. Y/n, meet the famous Dick Grayson."

You froze up

What are the chances, Wally's best friend was Dick Grayson aka Tim's brother

You gave a polite smile

"Hi I'm Richard Grayson but you can call me Dick."

"Y/n... Y/n L/n. Nice to meet you."

Throughout the hangout was awkward

Wally ditched left you guys alone

He wanted to set you two up. (Trying to be a good friend)

"so... Why did you leave?"

"i don't know what you're talking about. We only just met"

"Don't play dumb with me. Tim searched high and low for you. He loves you with all his heart. He was utterly heartbroken when you disappeared"

You bit your lips, looking away.

Your door bell rang

Opening your door, You weren't expecting him to show up at your door at 11pm

"You gonna let me in?"

You snapped back to reality and you moved aside to let him in

"You want anything? Coffee, tea?"

"we need to talk"

You kept quiet, staring to the ground

"N/n why? Why did you leave?"

"You deserve better...."

"Who told you that? Who gave you that idea?"

You avoided eye contact

"I love you. I love you. You are the love of my life. I can't just let you go. Not without a fight. That little voice in your head, it's wrong. And I'll prove it wrong". He said with a determined expression.

You had expression full of doubt.

"Tim... you deserve better..... I mean you are the heir of Drake Industries and the son of Bruce freaking Wayne... I... I can't... There are other girls that are better for you..."

Tim's expression twisted into one of confusion before his face dropped

He reached forward and grasp your hand

"I love you Y/n, nothing... nothing will change that. Let me show you... please"

You hesitated before nodding

"I.... ok... ok"

Tim's face brightened up as he wrapped his arms around you

"Thank you. I love you, Always"

[bomberqueen17]

sweaty

well so i'm two weeks into trying a higher dose of vyvanse and i can confidently say i can't fucking tell whether it's doing jack-shit or not

so there's that

Some of it is undoubtedly that I've been frantically busy at the farm, and have had very little time to not be frantically busy.

But like. I had a slower couple of days just now and haven't managed to reset from the frazzledness. And then I posted a story I'd been working on for two years today, and expected at least a sense of satisfaction, but I felt basically nothing, and while it's been nice to get some comments about it, I haven't managed to scrounge up any fucking, idk if it's dopamine or serotoinin or whatever, i've just been like "ah yes ok good" and moved on. Which is incredibly disappointing, and is also very clearly my interior reaction and has nothing to do with people's reactions.

Like. Do I just not get to have things feel nice, now? IDK. Is that the Vyvanse? Is it just that I suck? I don't know. I spent much of today, when I was suddenly less busy, struggling to make basic decisions, and completely failed to do the one errand I had wanted to do, because the very basic logistics of it were completely outside of my capabilities. A single decision will drain my life force like a fucking vampire, it's insane. And I have discovered new levels of getting stuck on the couch scrolling apps I don't actually want to look at but physically cannot close, it's really wild how much worse that could get than the bad it was already in my normal unmedicated life.

So. I guess I've proven that I don't respond to stimulant medication. So there's not really any point keeping up with these $300 3-minute psych appointments. Most of the people I know who've managed to get diagnoses and treatment have admitted that it was hard to get the meds right, but most of them have managed to find something that does fucking anything.

All I get is dehydrated. That's it really, I know I've taken the meds becuse no matter how much water I drink in a day it's not enough. I've been really faithful on the Vyvanse and it's a moderately high dose.

Maybe it isn't ADHD? Maybe I'm just really uniquely bad at experiencing emotions and executively functioning. I don't know what else to try, and don't really have anyone else to ask.

I guess I give up. At least I don't have to wonder anymore whether so many of my life's problems could be solved with medical treatment. Hurrah, the answer's no!

Great.

(edited to add: i guess i don't need to bother making another appointment so I can pay a further $300 to this shrink to tell him that I'm discontinuing treatment because I don't think he can actually help me. I guess I can just do that in a message, though the app doesn't work so the only option I'll have is to text this to his assistant. Cool.)