#and then ofc proofreading and formatting

[airenyah]

well. time to filter last twilight until i'm done with today's paper writing goal

[outivv]

Scar x masc reader!!

“So like… do you like men?” That stupid idiot of a man asks you from behind bars, tied up cause he’s a dangerous criminal who’s a threat to Jinzhou… but- he’s kinda hot. “Sure.” Is all you say, looking at the book you have to keep you company, or so you thought- but this… Scar fellow seems to be plenty entertaining, or at least he’s trying to be. “So… does that mean a handsome man like yourself would be able to be bribed with some kisses to let me out of here?” Scar says, clearly trying to bargain his ass out of jail… but you just look at him, and roll your eyes. “No.” You can just see the pout forming on his face, and you nearly feel bad for your boyfriend who’s locked up. “Oh- but why! I thought you loved me, my darling.” Jesus Christ, the way he calls you his darling nearly has a shiver running up your spine, and he sure as hell notices it- making a smirk spread across his face.

Are you maybe… a part of the Fractsidus, and just posing as an officer in Jinzhou? Yes. Why? To break your boyfriend out of jail. However, you think he needs to learn his lesson first. “Cause, you were too careless and got yourself thrown into jail.” You say, reaching between the metal bars and flicking his forehead while he’s all tied up. “In my defense, it’s all a part of my master plan, darling.” You just want to wipe that sorry smirk off of his stupid, handsome face! You roll your eyes at him again, and scar stands up with his hands tied behind his back, and he gets closer to the metal bars of his cell. “Just one kiss? You don’t even have to let me out.” He says, almost teasing you- and you know he is. But, how can you resist.

“Fine.” You say, against your better judgement of course, before you gently kiss him between the bars of his cell, and melt into the kiss too… until you hear the jangle of your keys, and his cell door swings open. “Oh, darling- didn’t I ever tell you to never let your enemies get too close?” He teases, hands reaching out to grab your hips- before he kisses you again, and again. “You’re not an enemy, so it doesn’t count.” Your playful whispering between kisses has Scar smirking against your lips, before groaning as he feels your fingers tug through his hair. “Mm- pretty boy… I think we got some time to spare before we gotta kick my master plan into action…” scar says, breaking the kisses just for a second, before playfully rubbing his nose against yours, and trailing his lips over your jaw, and down your neck. Course, this is all just a part of his plan… so how can you say no?

[trendywaifus]

Heeyyy, could you perhaps do some late night headcanons with the fontaine girls (particularly with chloride) where the character cant sleep? Doesn’t necessarily have to be nsfw

ofc, sweets. also, don’t mind me, i’m experimenting with the formatting here. just trying sum. ( omg i realized half way you said hcs, awwww fawkkk, i’m so sorry, my brain is not braining today)

↳ it’s hard to do these things alone

gn! reader | sfw | angsty/fluff

↳ featuring — furina, navia, clorinde, mona

mona’s part pretty short and sweet. i decided against more angst! clorinde’s midly nsfw. not proofread.

furina bites down on her bottom lip in agony, she turns her back towards your sleeping form, hoping you don’t wake up to her pathetic breakdown. she curls herself into a ball, hot tears fills her vision. the dreadful feeling of her heart gradually breaking into two because of the wretched prophecy haunting the corners of her mind deprives her of the desire to rest peacefully with you tonight.

is there anything she could possibly do to stop such an inevitable phenomenon? is she fit to save her people’s fate, your fate? she’s the hydro archon for goodness sake! of course not superior than her previous ancestor but she’s trying her best! but, is trying all she could do because it’s inevitable or she’s merely a cowardly god hidden in plain sight amongst her people? whichever it is, the responsibility and risk of maintaining a doomed nation is far too great to begin with—it was as though the weight of the ocean is on her shoulders. furina wants out but she doesn’t want to abandon her people and break their trust.

confused and frustrated, a broken sob left her lips; her body trembles. “ why me? “ furina forces out and repeats it over and over again like a broken record, desperately hoping celestia answers her.

but they never did. instead, arms wraps themselves around her shaking frame and pulled her closer to their front. it was you who silently answered. you grasp her bawled fist and gently pried it open with your fingers. you intertwine your hand with hers and squeezed it. furina sobs harder at the fact that you’ve heard her cries of despair and came to her aid. “ i-i did n-not mean to w-wake you, — i-i was— “

you hushed her and nuzzled your face into her unruly pale blue curls. touched by your warmth, her sobs eventually died down into soft snivels. furina tightly grips your hand, afraid that you’ll disappear.

some of the cracks etched in furina’s heart healed and the shattered shards of her bruised self-esteem are carefully pieced back together by you for another day.

with a frustrated sigh, navia peels herself from your arms and sits upright against the headboard. she couldn’t sleep and how could she? tonight is the anniversary night of her father’s death. her mind was plagued with negative thoughts and unwanted memories from the past she desperately wished she could change. “ all i want is rest, i don’t want to go through this right now. not tonight. “ navia mutters bitterly, pushing back blond strands of hair that hung over her eyes.

navia sighs once more, this time shaky as she hunches over and places her palms over her tired eyes. it was way too late to visit her father’s grave and it’s not like she wants to wake you up to comfort her like a distressed damsel—that wouldn’t feel right to her. she shouldn’t trouble you, she already did enough of that today. tears of frustration wells up in her eyes, she sniffs. maybe a nice walk will help while she sorts out her mind.

she gently takes the covers off of her body and slides her legs off the mattress. before she can get up, her wrist was caught in a gentle yet firm grip. “ mon coeur, where are you going? “ you sleepily asked. navia straightens her back, having no intention of turning around to meet your eyes as there’s a chance that you’ll see the fresh tears on her face. she clears her throat, “ i am. .going to go on a walk. th-that is all, mon amour. “

navia hoped that you didn’t catch her slip up and if you did, she wishes you don’t address it. she bit the inside of her cheek as she felt your gaze on her back. after a moment, the sheets rustled and she feels your arm around her waist. you use your other hand to brush her beautiful long blond hair to the side to kiss at her nape tenderly. each kiss you pressed against her skin made her chest tighten with a indescribable feeling that made her want to bawl her eyes out.

please let me go. i don’t want to unravel in front of you.

she thought, lips pursed in a tight line. “ come back to me when you’re ready, navia. i’ll be here waiting for you. “ you finally said, pressing one final kiss against her nape and let her go.

tears silently flowing down her cheeks, she nods. navia gets up, walks to the door and pauses.

she inhales and exhales to gather herself before saying, “ thank y-you for understanding, (name). “

the door opens and closes behind her.

the duelist stares blankly at the beige ceiling, mind heavy with unspoken woes she tucked away behind locked lips. “ you’ve been staring at that ceiling for a minute. can’t sleep, clorinde? “ you asked worriedly, touching her cheek with the back of your hand. she turns her head, her lilac eyes meets yours. “ i. .am afraid i can’t, mon/ma chéri/e. “ she whispers.

“ why? “

clorinde pauses.

“ i do not know. “ she lies(?), the melancholic dip in her voice causes you to frown. clorinde believes that her personal matters should not interfere with her relationship with you. however, she also knows that not being honest with you about how she feels could cause a rift between you two.

“ but, “ she faces her body towards yours and cups your cheek. her eyes softens, devotion evident in them. “even if i cannot sleep, being by your side is enough. i am grateful to spend my night with you.” with that, clorinde locks her lips with yours passionately. she tasted like expensive wine you could only get on a special occasion; addictive and rare. “ me too. “ you breathed, ghosting your hand over her bare hip.

your tongue swipes over her peach lips, asking for entrance. she gladly opens up and her tongue brushes past yours as it enters your warm cavern. heated touches and kisses quickly ignites the desire bubbling in your belly. “ j’ai envie de toi. . “ she mutters against your lips, before gracefully rolling herself on top of you. you chuckled, resting your hands on her stomach,

“ then what are you waiting for ma chérie? “

“ mona, stay in bed! your astrology stuff can wait! “

you whine, tightening your arms around her waist as she tries to squirm her way out of your hold. “ unhand me! i simply want to check to see if everything’s in place before i lay my head—“

“ we both know if you get up out of this bed, you won’t come back in! “

knowing that you’re right, she huffs, her body relaxing in your arms. if mona’s restless, she would literally run around the home to make sure everything is in the right spot and untouched then proceed to sit at her desk to “ study “.

a moment of silence fills the room.

.

.

“ mona? “

“ what is it? “

“ i never heard you speak french before. since you’re basically from fontaine, are you naturally fluent in french? you have quite the sexy accent. ”

“ ugh, obviously. i see no need to use it since i am not in— wait right this second, sexy?! must you really use that crude word to describe my manner of speech?!”she squeaks, her cheeks and ears bright red.

“ um. .yes? i’m being honest, mona. i heard that french is one of the most romantic languages in teyvat. perhaps you can try and speak some french to me while you— “

“ e-enough of your blabbering, i’m going to bed! “

j’ai envie de toi = i want you ( intimately )

mon coeur = my heart

[carmesi-butterfly]

hi!! i have this noncon to dubcon request wherein meandom!ricky is the son of your boss, and reader is his mom’s new housekeeper. reader accidentally drops one of the most expensive wines in the shen household (due to ricky intentionally pushing her), and ricky threatens her that he would tell his mom, to get her fired, but he then tells her that he won’t have her fired under one condition and that is to let him fuck her, and use her like a cumdump.

and also, can i be 🍄 anon? thank you!

meandom ricky + fem! reader. word count 1,5k. warnings noncon to dubcon, degrading, abuse. not proofread. a/n: hi! i'm gonna try doing the asks more seriously like this time more often (if i feel like it ofc), if i feel like doing something simple i will be using the format i'm already using. also i feel like i added too much intro and a poor amount of smut, sorry anon ㅠㅠ i may do a part two of this because i loved your idea! welcome to the family 🍄 <3

your stay at the shen household was an average experience as a housekeeper, maybe too many hours but that's compensated with a high salary, nice food, and good clothing for doing your labor without having to use your own clothes. the only problem was the son of the house, shen ricky, a young man with unbelievable beauty, sharp features that made him look like a god in the eyes of a normal person like you, and a devilish aura accompanied by a small grin that was always set at the minimal hint of your presence near him.

instantly as you got into that house ricky started to molest you, it started with a few glances at your chest and ass when you were in a “suggestive position” while doing your labor, he didn't even try to hide how he was looking at you like a jewel exposed in an exhibition, free to everybody to look at, things escalated quickly to the point of him touching you shamelessly, squeezing your boobs and bottom tightly while whispering all the things he would do to you, making you feel humiliated and helpless, the last straw was today’s incident at the kitchen, as a housekeeper you were doing your usual job, leaving everything clean and tidy for the shen family, mrs. shen asked you personally to clean and organize their wine collection for a special dinner they will have soon.

after accommodating the majority of the beverage there was only one left, a beautiful bottle with an eccentric decoration, adorned by gold leaves and letters of the same color on the tag, it was probably the most expensive drink among all the others and the most important one for the event, your assignment was about to be done but the blonde guy appeared in the room, driving your nerves to their highest point only with his presence.

“my mother asked you to do this?” initiated the conversation, getting close to you slowly.

“u-uhm, yes” your answer reflected discomfort, “it's for the dinner meeting…” your responses were brief, trying to avoid a possible next conversation but not trying to be too dry because he's your boss, your earnings depend on him.

“i see” his short reply relaxed you a little bit, you supposed that he wasn't in the mood for a longer conversation and you were perfect with that, as far as you stayed from him the better.

sadly, your assumption was wrong and the chinese boy was just waiting for a moment of distraction on your side, the moment that came when the last bottle of wine had to be kept on the drinks cabinet, as soon as you turned around with the fragile object in hand ricky went direct to your back and pushed you, this was enough for you to fall, the wine slipped out of your hands and ended up colliding on the floor in front of you. the only response that came out of your body was your hands covering your mouth as a sign of surprise, your throat started to hurt as you tried to suppress the tears, a stupid “mistake” like this is going to cost you your job and probably the future ones, working as a housekeeper depends a lot on the recommendations people give to their acquaintances, you think the shen family is going to recommend you after this? of course not, even if you're not at fault in this situation, who is going to believe the humble servant over the son of the family? no one.

“look at what you've done,” pointed out, bending down on your side while looking at the mess he created, “do you think my mother will get you fired for this?” said with a smile.

you turned up to him with an anxious stare, your heart started to beat faster, and the big amount of tears you were saving came out like a waterfall, “don't tell her, i will make it up, clean everything! you don't have to pay me, please just don't fire me” your desperate cries weren't more than a sweet melody to his ears who were pleased to hear it, and craved for more.

“hm… let's have an agreement then” the opportunity of having something as an agreement with the youngest of the shen in a way to preserve your job was risky, especially knowing the kind of behavior he had with you before, but losing your employment wasn't an option you could take right now. “i will take the blame for this,” started, his index finger pointing to the broken wine, “but you have to let me do to you whatever i want, that's the only condition i ask you, you know what i mean by that, right?” it could be confusing for others, but you knew exactly what he was asking for and were willing to give him everything to maintain your job.

“okay, i accept…” you said the words that sealed your contract with the devil and were aware of that. more tears slide down your face knowing what is coming next for you, an act that ricky enjoyed profusely.

“don't cry, you will enjoy it” demanded, his hand grabbed brusquely your hand and made you face him, “clean this mess and go to my room, don't take much time or things will get worse for you” with those words he left the space, leaving you in a spiral of chaos and conflictive emotions.

your face being forced into the pillow absorbed the tears and silenced all the moans, groans, cries, and everything that could come out of your mouth at this moment. roughly, ricky pulled your hair driving your head up, near his so you could hear him better.

“i told you would enjoy it,” bragged, his dick slamming harder into your pussy, the impact of the amount of strength he was using made the clapping sound in the room louder, acting more desperate as a signal of his orgasm being closer.

your mind didn't agree with that, his touch on your skin felt nauseating like if you were about to vomit every time he brushed his fingers over you, but your body said the opposite, your legs trembling, your clit palpitating and your cunt clenching at every thrust while your mouth was drooling leaving a trace of saliva on your face and pillowcase, your mind dizzy with all the pleasure even if ricky was just beginning this torture.

“i already fucked you dumb but we just started, let's see how much you can last” his thurst followed the same fast but steady pace, “we won't stop until you're dripping my cum, yes?” asked you, as if your opinion were important or worth of consideration for him. his last words were an advance of what was about to happen, acting as a premonition that became true, with a last shove of his dick into your pussy the young man had his first orgasm of the night, cumming inside and holding you tight restricting your movements, his mouth biting your shoulder fighting the moans that wanted to be free. for you, this was more than humiliating, but the cumshot was so strong, it hit your interiors and filled you so deliciously that provoked your climax too, causing a strong reaction in your body that never went through a phenomenon as strong as this, the pillow helped to muffle your loud moans whilst your whole physique trembled like gelatin.

the position was changed quickly by ricky, who now had you in a mating press, his cock not leaving your cunt even when he turned you around without any difficulties like a puppet, he didn't want any of his semen leaking out of you until the end of the act. after taking a few inhalations trying to regularize his breath a bestial motion started, his whole dick coming in and out of your pussy hitting your cervix in a way that made you cry, your mouth could merely release stuttering at every shove, you completely lost the ability to speak of how good he was fucking you, even if your hole was so abused by ricky’s dick that it felt like burning or your nipples and clit being so sensitive because of the overstimulation that they react to the most minimum brush, it hurt and at this point of being fucked so dumb you can't think if you like it or not.

by the end of the action, you can't even recall an estimated number of times you've finished, it's safe to say that you probably passed out too, and didn't notice, it's not like ricky cares so you probably fainted and he continued fucking you… but that's okay because his mission was completed! having you filled up to the brim of his seed, cunt so full of it that at the moment you got up to dress it started dripping out and sliding through your legs, which got the mean boy mad and he had no more option than to masturbate you, using his delicate and slender fingers to maintain everything inside while a few insults and degrading words were said, that hurt your ego but hey, you need to accustom to it if you want to keep your job.

[luvrxbunny]

I need something borderline illegal. Like dark and twisted. Like I want to question my moral compass but read on.

Am I asking for dad’s best friend!Joel? pshhhhhh. Am I asking for bratty! reader?? Pshhhhhh. Am I asking for anything???

Am I asking for smutty smut?! Yes I am.

Ofc if you are uncomfortable with any of these don’t hesitate to ignore this and also no pressure ily ❤️

a/n: reader isn't bratty, im sorry! i forgot :((

sleep

pairing: dbf!Joel Miller x f!virgin!reader

summary: Joel can’t stay away from you any longer.  

warnings: 18+ MDNI, alcohol, voyeurism/somnophilia + dub-con, dry humping, cum in pants

wc: 4.0k

a/n: i hope this is dark enough!! the only reason the ask is a ss instead of the actual thing is cus i formatted the whole story then realized i forgot to put it in the reply to the ask (loosely proofread)

It’s 2 am and Joel can’t stop thinking about you. How you’re sleeping soundly in his room, in his bed, in his shirt as pajamas because you had “forgotten to pack some”, something you both knew was a lie. He knows you’re toying with him, you started a bit before, but since you’ve turned 18? It's just been on rapid fire. 

He pulls out his phone and scrolls through your text thread, scoffing at every other conversation. It was so apparent, in every text, how badly you want him. 

Mon, Aug 16 at 4:41 AM

bbg: big man! text me when u wake up i have a joke

You: Why are you awake at this time?

bbg: wtf why are YOU awake 🤨 

You: I have trouble sleeping, you know that.

bbg: aww poor joey 😢

You: Are you going to answer my question, darling?

bbg: im doing skincare and stuff

You: You have to wake up this early for that stuff?

bbg: can’t put a price on feeling bonita 

You: Why are you speaking Spanish now?

bbg: nevermind lmao

bbg: so have u tried meditation

You: What?

bbg: for your sleeping troubles

You: I’m not that kind of guy.

bbg: what about getting off

You: Excuse me? 

bbg: like masturbation n stuff

You: I know what you’re saying.

You: I don’t understand why you’re talking about this with me.

bbg: we haven’t even talked about it 😭 

bbg: obviously we can end the convo if ur uncomfy but its a very good way to fall asleep

He remembers needing a pause after he read that text for the first time. It had only been four months since your birthday and you were already drastically different. Joel never expected it, he always thought your feelings had already reached their limit but it turns out you were holding back because you weren’t of age. Now that you are… He doesn’t know what he’s going to do. His morals may not be strong enough for the thought of  “ his best friend's daughter” to hold him back. He’s already rationalized himself out of the “daughter's best friend” thought. You’re not even going to school together anymore. Sarah lives on campus so you guys never see each other and you barely ever text. 

You: I have not.

bbg: what? literally how? 

bbg: you should

bbg: it totally works

You: That’s good to know. 

You: Get back to your skincare, honey. I’ll message you later. 

Mon, Aug 16 at 5:03 AM

bbg: joel? 

Mon, Aug 16 at 5:37 AM

bbg: are you masturbating? 

You: Sweetheart. You can’t ask me things like that. It’s not right.

bbg: u didnt answer! i got curious

You: Still.

bbg: i dont see the problem we’re both adults 🫢

You: Barely.

bbg: dont be mean

You: Do you need something

You: I said I’d text you later

bbg: wow no punctuation?

You: Busy

bbg: getting off? 

He remembers staring at your text, unbelieving that you’d send him something like that, so forward, so dirty. He remembers the thought that you were joking. Obviously, you don’t expect him to say yes, that’s why you asked in the first place. Maybe his perverted mind was interpreting your behavior as flirting but you’re just being yourself around him. All these thoughts were swirling in his head but the feeling of his hand flying over his cock, pretending it’s yours, that you're in his ear whispering to him... That thought was stronger, that feeling was stronger. 

You: Yes.

bbg: good. have fun, joey

He gets up for his fourth beer, hoping to drown the impure thoughts, starring you, that plague his mind. It’d be so easy to have you, you’ve been throwing yourself at him since you turned 17. He’s been ignoring it, adamantly. It wasn’t right, despite the age difference, the fact that you’re his daughter’s best friend and his best friend’s daughter. On top of that, you only just turned 18. 

You’ve been staying at Joel’s for a month. He takes the guest room because you say that his bed is better. You haven’t gone home because your dad is still working on your birthday present/room renovations and he doesn't want you to see it until it’s done. He offered up Joel’s house to keep you, knowing his best friend wouldn't mind, unknowing that his best friend was corrupt for his daughter. 

Joel was trying to ignore the way his body was heating up, still scrolling through the texts. He remembers that conversation perfectly. He remembers the adrenaline that was coursing through him as he confessed. He remembers how hard he came at your response. When thinking about this conversation he also remembers the guilt, it’s the most vivid emotion he remembers, usually. But the alcohol seems to be drowning that part out, and Joel scrolls on. 

He finds a patch of texts that he actively avoids, usually. It’s picture after picture of you in the most adorable outfits in the most suggestive positions. There are plenty of you lying on your back, some with your head turned to show off your perfectly curved, unmarked, un-bitten, neck. There are a few where you’re sitting down with the camera angled up, giving Joel too many situations his head can come up with. Then there’s the worst one, his favorite- he doesn’t even know how you took this one. You’re sitting on your knees, hands rested on your thighs and you’re looking up at the camera with a shy smile. 

There are two things about this photo that really fuck him up. 

First, your smile, the way it lets him know that you’re trying to fuck him up, you know what you’re doing with this pose, this positioning, you’re even embarrassed by it, a little nervous about it but you still felt the need to take the photo, for him. 

Second, the height, and the way the camera is positioned shows him that these photos were specifically crafted for him because the height the camera is at is exactly how he’d see you if you were on your knees like that for him. 

You made sure that he noticed because the very next day, you needed him to tie a bow in your hair and instead of waiting for him to get off the couch you placed yourself on the ground, between his legs, in this pose. He had to hide his erection until you left and then fight the urge to get himself off in your room for the rest of the night. 

He glances at his room door, you’re sleeping so soundly in there.

She wouldn’t even notice if someone went in there right now. She definitely wouldn’t notice me… Hell, as if she’d mind either way… I mean- Would she?

The alcohol clouds his thoughts, gives him bad ideas, and then convinces him that they’re good- this one being one of them. He grabs his almost-finished beer and heads to the fridge to grab a fifth one, knowing he’ll be in there for a while. 

He does this sometimes, you look so peaceful when you sleep… it’s the only time he can admire you without putting all his relationships at risk. He reaches the door and turns the knob slowly to avoid creaking. He enters the room, his socks padding his footsteps, and the darkness gives him no shadow. He moves one of your tops off of his desk chair and turns it to face your sleeping figure while placing his beers down. You’re already bringing a smile to his face. You’ve got your face shoved into one of his pillows, your arm tucked under it, and your leg is pulled up to your waist, sticking out from under his tan comforter. You’re wearing one of his hoodies for sleepwear—

Fuck.

and it doesn’t look like you have anything on your bottom half. It’s a little cold in his room so little goosebumps have bloomed over your exposed skin. He takes a swig of beer, finishing his fourth as he examines you. Your face twitches for a moment, your eyebrows furrow, and your nose twitches like a rabbit before calming back down. He opens the other beer and fills his mouth with it, hoping that the alcohol stops the fluttering in his stomach while he drinks it down. 

You shiver a bit but your leg doesn’t move, the goosebumps just become more prominent. His hand is reaching out for you before he can think, rubbing your calf gently to soothe and warm you up a bit. You let out a relieved sigh at his contact and your leg presses further into his warmth. He has to take a deep breath as his mind runs wild, convincing him that this is some sort of sign, that even in you’re sleep you’re trying to be closer to him, that he should just give in. 

No, she’s your best friend's daughter. Sure she’s her own person now, legally an adult, an’ can make decisions for herself… an’ yeah she’s not owned or controlled by anyone and just cause I’m friends with her father ain’t a fair reason to completely rule her out from being a potential partner… Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad… maybe it’s actually more fucked up for me to avoid her just cause of who birthed her. That’s totally not fair to her! I mean I know I wouldn't want anyone judging me based on who my parents are y’know? Maybe I should put myself in her shoes. 

His breathing speeds up as he breaks through his last piece of resistance. Now he’s just trying to figure out how soon he can have you. 

I’ll have to court her first, flirt with her a bit before asking her out to dinner, then maybe she’ll accept my offer to be my girlfriend by the third date… From there maybe she’ll have sex with me for the three-month anniversary… she might be a bit more timid than that but we’re looking at a four- five-month plan… That can work- I can definitely work with that.

You whine and stretch your body, your legs straighten and your arms spread out, you turn and rest one arm on top of your head before you lift your leg, bending it above your waist but with the other one this time. The new position leaves the blanket covering nothing but one of your inner thighs and to add insult to injury your raised arms lift his hoodie, revealing a beautiful sliver of your stomach. 

Or I could have her now.

The thought is too powerful to stop, his opportunity is too perfect, Ellie is out with whatever girl she’s currently entertaining, and Sarah doesn’t live here anymore. Your father would never be awake at this time and Joel is hard, wanting, and so so ready for you. He’s crawling into bed beside you after downing half his beer for the nerves. 

He shouldn’t. He knows he shouldn’t. 

He settles next to you and your leg presses into him again, searching for him and his warmth. You slowly turn to him as he stares at you, watching how sluggish your movements are in your sleep. You snuggle into the pillow in front of him and take a long inhale of its scent, a little smile resting on your lips while you breathe out. Your face is inches from his, and his hand is down his pants in an instant. 

The relief is heavenly, he’s been throbbing for you since he read those texts. He can’t help the way he reacts to you. He can smell your toothpaste on your breath as you gently snore in front of him. He wraps his warm hand around his cock and his soft lips part into an ‘O’. His eyes roll back for a second but he immediately focuses them back on you. He’s tugging at himself violently, not even thinking about savoring this moment, just needing to cum for you. He’s trying to hold in his sounds but you look so pretty, just seeing your face while he’s touching himself makes everything better, somehow you’ve turned his sensitivity as high as it can go.

Little whines and whimpers slip into your dream state. You’re confused by the sound, the rustling that coming from—? In front of you? Your brows furrow as you try to open your eyes. “Fuck” You hear someone say. It sounds like… 

You open your eyes just in time to see Joel yank his hand out of his sweatpants and scramble as far as he can get from you before falling off the bed. You’re still confused as you take his form in. His shirt has ridden up a bit, exposing the salt and pepper hairs on his tummy. His hair is sticking all over the place, he stinks of beer, and his eyes are wide, focused on you. “Joey?”

Despite the horrid situation he’s in, his cock is still leaking for you, pulsing at the nickname. He can’t answer, he has to bite back a moan as he feels himself leak into the fabric of his pants. “Joel? What—” Your eyes flutter, almost falling shut but you shake yourself out of it and— Fuck.

You move closer to him. 

You’re too snuggly when you’re sleeping, too cute, and too dumb. You’re not even questioning why your father’s best friend was in bed with you while you were sleeping. You don't want to risk him leaving and you don’t mind in the first place, you actually thought you were dreaming at first. Your heart almost stopped when your fingers actually latched onto his shirt after reaching out for him. He’s stiff as a board, deterring your touch so you pull your hands into your chest and bury your face in his. 

Joel is almost shaking in exertion as you press your soft little body against his. It’s just your upper half, leaning into him and finding wam solace in his chest. He can handle this, he thinks. He can calm down, and be with you like this. He’s supposed to court you first anyway, he can’t believe himself. Was he really going to just get off with you in the same bed? What kind of pervert would even try something like that?

You hike your leg up over his waist, half asleep, not realizing your motions. 

All his perverted feelings return with a vengeance. 

You wiggle around a bit, trying to get comfortable but his cock twitches, flicking into your soft lips for a moment. At first, you really didn’t know what it was, all you knew was that the sensation felt good. So of course you chased it. Your hips grind into his cock arrhythmically, trying to find that same angle again, not realizing that you’re basically fucking him through your clothes. His hands have to come to your hips, gripping painfully for your eyes to snap open and your hips to freeze. 

Your eyes widen further when you finally process the situation, and even in all your teasing and sensuality, at the end of the day, you’re still just a virgin. You never had any real intention of acting on your desires, especially if Joel wasn’t the one initiating. 

Oh fuck. What did I do? What do I do? He’s just staring at me… Maybe he didn’t notice, I didn’t! But it felt so good. Will he let me? Maybe if I—

Your hips tilt into his before you can process whether this is actually a good idea or not. His hand tense over yours, like another shock of clarity through your bones. You shut your eyes tight, not wanting to see the disgust or uncomfortable pity in his face. “I’m so sorry, Joel. I didn’t… I-”

You try not to let tears well in your eyes as you whimper and pull back from him. But he doesn’t let you. His arms tense, his muscles flexing as he keeps your body pressed against his. You open your eyes, a bit shocked at his refusal to let you go but still too scared to meet his eyes. Your gaze is on his stomach, the way his gray shirt rode up, exposing the way his belly keeps tensing with every breath. “I-” He manages to get out before letting out a shuddering sigh. You finally look at him. 

His eyebrows are pulled taut in between his eyes, his gaze is something you’ve never seen before, and he almost looks angry. It’s desperate, but sorrowful, with the added haze from his intoxication. He keeps biting at his bottom lip, worrying it red as he tries to form a sentence for you. His hands tense over your hips again but this time they tilt you into him again. His face is a hard grimace as he slowly presses you into his raging bulge. You watch him fight with his expression, it keeps breaking into something weak before he goes back to his angry pout. You can’t help the way you press into him, you want to feel it again, that fire in the pit of your stomach that spreads to your soaking pussy the more he pulls you in. You watch his face contort into something heavenly. His brows pull up, almost shocked at how good you feel as his eyes roll back and shut. His entire body shakes as he melts into the pillow. He’s breathing deep and slowly, trying to regulate the pleasure he feels. 

Now he’s focused on savoring the moment. He wants this to last as long as it possibly can. You’re making him feel incredible,  he’s so sensitive, it’s like he’s been edging himself for you. You whimper, high-pitched and muffled but it’s so beautiful that he forces his eyes open. You have one hand gripping the bedsheet like it’s your lifeline and you have the other bitten between your teeth to hold your sounds in. Your hips are grinding into him at an uneven, unsteady, desperate pace and he’s mesmerized by the sight.

He knew you wanted him. He didn’t know you needed him. You’re fucking yourself against his cock like you’ve been waiting for it your whole life. Your hand comes up to grip his shoulder instead of the bedsheet. He grunts and tilts his hips further into yours, a sadistic smirk coming to his face at the sound of exclamation that shoots from your mouth once you’re able to grind your clit against his shaft. Your thrusts start to stutter at that, your body constantly wanting to fold in on itself from the assault of pleasure but you try and will yourself to keep going. 

Unfortunately, your pace is ruined by your pleasure. Your sensitive body can’t handle how good his clothed cock is making you feel. You lose your pace and your pleasure becomes rocky and teasing. He watches as your face changes from pleasured to pouty. Little whimpers and whines of frustration slip from your lips, growing in volume and frequency the longer you’re unable to grind against him properly. Joel’s watching you through hooded eyes, fingers digging into your hips painfully at this point and all he wants is to not cum yet. He wants to make you cum first, he needs it, he needs to see it, to hear it. 

He’s been telling himself it’s fine because you’re grinding against him, not the other way around. You’re choosing this, there’s no way he’s manipulating you, or swaying your decision if he stays completely indifferent. But you’re begging him now. You’re gripping desperately at his shirt, removing your hand from your mouth to grip him harder and pulling yourself closer, wrapping your arms around and moaning right against his chest. He shouldn’t. He can’t. But he does.

His eyes shut tight as his hands leave your hips. You almost climb on top of him in protest, whining a loud “N- Please.” into his chest as your leg hikes higher onto his waist. One of his hands cradles your head, pulling you further into his chest, muffling the moans you’re already letting out at his touch. His other hand goes to the small of your back, pressing you against him perfectly and guiding your rhythm as your hips start up again. He dares to speak. “S’this okay, baby?”

Your reaction to his voice is visceral. Your hands shoot up to his shoulder and hair, pulling yourself up a bit to bury in his neck, getting a new angle from his cock, now fucking him against your leaking hole. “So good, Joey. Thank- Thank you s’much. Thank you, thank you.” Your gratitude is like a searing knife through him. His entire body is set alight as he tries to regulate his breathing. He can feel goosebumps break out on his skin, his pleasure filling every molecule in his body, ready to overflow for you. Fuck. He’s definitely going to cum before you. 

“Mm. Good, good girl. Just- Keep going, sweetness, take what— Shit. Take what you need, darlin’.” His breathing quickens and shudders as your hips increase their pace against him. He’s leaking continuously now, he’s getting in his head, trying to stop himself from cumming but every thought that pops into his mind just brings him closer to the edge. He can’t focus on anything but you. You’re moaning for him, grinding against him, this desperate for him. 

The hand on your lower back migrates to the back of your neck, gripping you there, holding you in place as his hips begin to thrust into yours. “M’gonna cum, darlin’. Fuck, I wanted t- wanted to last for y- Mmm oh fuck.” His entire body starts to tremble as your nails dig into him so painfully he’s sure they drew blood. Your eyes are comically wide as your body tenses in his hold before breaking down into a shudder that overtakes your entire being. You’re cumming. 

He explodes at the realization. In all his desperation, intoxication, and pure need… He was still able to make you cum first. He buries his face in your hair, huffing the scent as he floods his sweatpants. His eyes shut as tightly as they can as his orgasm tears through him. He’s been waiting so long for you to make him cum and now that it’s happening, it feels even better than he planned for. His low grunts turn into shocked moans when his orgasm doesn’t stop after shooting two ropes of cum against his sweats. You’re already coming down as he hits what feels like his second peak. You can feel his hands shaking over where they’re gripping you and you get an impulse that you act on without a second thought. 

Your hand slides down from his shoulder quickly, over the sliver of stomach he’s showing off, and right down his pants. You don’t know what you’re doing so you just grip him, wrapping your hand around his shaft but it seems to do the trick. He lets out a sound that resembles someone getting kicked in the gut. His face is pulled from your hair as his head is thrown back. He arches into you a bit before his hips start thrusting into your fist, desperately prolonging his already overwhelming orgasm. It’s embarrassing; how long he was cumming for, the way his body was violently quivering for you, the ludicrously large dark spot spreading over his pants, showcasing how much he came for you. 

He moans gently when he comes to. You’re stroking over his chest with a soft, sleepy, nervous smile. He pulls you in for a kiss before he can think about it. You guys haven’t discussed anything. Neither of you knows what this means for your relationship but you know that neither of you has felt more comfortable than when you’re in the arms of the other. So why question it now? 

You fall into a deep sleep listening to Joel’s heavy snores, getting rocked to bed by the way his chest expands. It’s the best sleep of your life. 

thank you so much for reading!! please please please give any feedback you may have! I want it all! also if you liked it please take a look at my masterlist!

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[yeahspider]

hotline 🕸️

Ve’s note - skz hyung line as voicemails they leave you . kinda angsty kinda fluffy . never done a format like this so bare with me . maknae line eventually i promise . this is sfw basically . not proofread ofc . enjoy !! <3

bang chan

babe i know it’s late and you’re probably not awake …. at least i hope not but i just wanted to call and let you know that i love you . i know i don’t say it often as i should . i’m sorry . i’m sorry i’m always away from you . i’m sorry i’m always at work . you mean the world to me and i never want you to think anything different . i love you . forever . anyways i’ll call you in the morning . i promise . goodnight .

lee know

fuck- i didn’t realize it was so late over there . i know i promised to call earlier and i’m sorry i didn’t . you didn’t answer so you’re either angry and ignoring me or you’re asleep . if you’re asleep i hope it’s peaceful . i know you get worried when i don’t call . it’s just tour is so stressful and i’ve been so busy ….wait i know that’s not an excuse . i’ll make it up to you as soon as im home . i promise . and i mean it . sleep well my love .

seo changbin

i know you’re upset . don’t go to bed angry it’s not good for you . call me back . please babe . i would like to apologize to you and not your voicemail . i know i’ve been distant lately and i know it’s causing a strain . but we can make it through anything . a few more days and i’ll be home and all yours . we can go to all your favorite places and i’ll pay for all . i’ll take care of you . just don’t shut me out . don’t forget to drink a glass of water before bed and to take your medicine in the morning . it’s on the bedside table . i love you . call me back when you get this .

hwang hyunjin

my light please pick up . why arent you answering ? i can tell you’re upset and it’s breaking my heart . let me fix it . let me apologize a thousand times over for making you feel anything other than happiness . just talk to me okay ? you can yell at me if that helps i just need to hear your voice . i’m almost home to you . i can’t wait to hold you in my arms again . there’s this song i’ve been meaning to show you . it’s just a draft but i wrote it for you . i know that won’t make up for anything but it’s just another show of my devotion to you . to us . to our love . just hold on i’m coming home . i love you .

[tetsuswaifu]

Can you do HQ boys hcs w an astrology girlie ( like she can do brief analytic about others personality based on their d.o.b ( yerr ofc not always 100% correct)) thank u so muchhh 🥰

Haikyū!! Astrology HCs

⋆ ♱˙𓆩☠︎︎𓆪˙♱ ⋆ feat: (Bokotu Kōtarō, Kozume Kenma, Kuroo Tetsurō, Suna Rintarō, Oikawa Tōru, Iwaizumi Hajime, Akaashi Keiji) x f!reader

word count: 1030(including names and signs)

a/n: i used a website to get their big 3 signs, i dont know what time and where they were born so i put them all born at noon and in tokyo to try and get the most standard chart for all of them. also got more information from other websites to get an overall understanding. i hope this was to your liking and the format you wanted, i was struggling to figure out what would be best 🫶🏼 also hopefully got these readings somewhat right , lmk if i missed writing about someone you wanted specifically, thank you again for the request, youre welcome love, have a wonderful day/night ! 🫶🏼

likes, reblogs, and replies are always appreciated, thank you for taking the time to read my work :)

sorry not proofread completely

・❥・Bokotu Kōtarō・❥・

-☀️Virgo🌙Aries ↑Sagittarius-

this man is so enthusiastic and supportive of you being into astrology. he loves how passionate you are about it and eagerly listens any time you have an analysis on someone, especially if it's him. he might not understand it but he's your number one supporter.

this man is so eager to know everything about his birth chart, like he's calling his parents to get the details right.

you tell him his virgo sun explains his hardworking and detail-oriented nature. his aries moon adds to his energetic and impuslive personality, and his sagittarius rising shows his adventurous spirit.

he often asks you to explain his horoscope to him, like he's convinced astrology is the reason for his mood swings. "babe, is my moon in a bad spot today? i feel off"

i feel like he would definitely try and learn it to impress you, but would get things mixed up and signs crossed, creating hilarious misunderstandings, "oops"¯\_(ツ)_/¯

・❥・Kozume Kenma・❥・

-☀️Libra🌙Cancer↑Capricorn-

kenma is an open-minded person, but initially he is skeptical to it. he doesn't believe it much but he does enjoy seeing you excited about it. he's also an observant person so if you gave him an analysis of someone, he would def look for signs and mentally take note. sometimes you're right and he will be taken aback by how on point your description was.

you would explain his libra sun makes him a balanced person and diplomatic, while his cancer moon gives him a sensitive side which can lead to moodiness from him. his capricorn rising makes him appear serious and stoic to people who he doesn't normally interact with.

kenma will give in sometimes and ask for a horoscope, especially if he's stressed about a game or project he's working on, "this game is kicking my ass, can you tell me if luck is in my favor today?"

if kuroo is ever being extra around him, he will always say something along the lines of "he's being such a scorpio today" to you and you can't help but laugh. even if he is being sarcastic he's right most of the time.

・❥・Kuroo Tetsurō・❥・

-☀️Scorpio🌙Taurus↑Aquarius-

he is so playfully curious, definitely teases you about it. he absolutely would be respectful about it though. whenever you have an horoscope, he listens intently. mentally combs through his astronomy knowledge to see some cross over, but he would also enjoy debating you about the validity of it. having that banter with you, being flirty and playful during those talks

he is interested in his birth chart to see if any of it is actually true, so he wants all the details. his scorpio sun gives him a magnetic and ambitious personality. taurus moon is strong in him, making him emotionally steady and practical. you explain his aquarius rising makes him unique and progressive, often very friendly and confident.

off the books he's checking to see your compatibility online. he learns a thing or two from his research. he's very perceptive and uses your astrology insights to plan surprises for you. he knows when you might need excitement or extra comfort.

"does my scorpio sun make me intense enough to handle your love for astrology?" always smirkin'.

・❥・Suna Rintarō・❥・

-☀️Aquarius🌙Aries↑Taurus-

he doesn't care much about astrology, but likes hearing you talk about it. well he loves hearing your voice, he's always interested. he will be sarcastic towards you about it and joke around from time to time.

he'll send you astrology memes and tiktoks that he stumbles upon, often making you laugh.

his aquarius sun makes him independent and a great listener. aries moon gives him a self-sufficient and fiery personality, sometimes having a reactive behavior to him, but also caring deeply for the people in his life. on the flip side, his taurus moon gives him calmness to combat his fieriness. 9/10 he's a steady type of guy

on the down low he probably looks up teammates birth charts to get a better understanding. "no wonder the twins are the way they are."

・❥・Oikawa Tōru・❥・

-☀️Cancer🌙Sagittarius↑Libra-

this man is genuinely so interested in astrology and anything you tell him. he does his own research so he can have an educated conversation with you about it. he believes it helps him understand himself more and appreciates your daily horoscopes.

he loves discussing the compatibility between your signs and jokes about how they are destined to be together.

his cancer sun makes him a caring and sensitive person, always in touch with your feelings. his sagittarius moon is strong in him, making him focus on what can be done and not what can't. libra rising gives him all the charm and charisma. "you think my signs make me perfectly balanced for you?"

・❥・Iwaizumi Hajime・❥・

-☀️Gemini🌙Gemini↑Virgo-

he's a pragmatic guy but open-minded to it. haji is skeptical about astrology but he appreciates how much it means to you. again, another respectful guy, willing to listen but doesn't believe it himself. he does ask questions though to better understand you as a person.

his gemini sun and moon make him adaptable and curious. it aids him in being communicative as well. the virgo rising in him gives him humility and practicality, making him very structured.

sometimes you will give him astrology advice if he’s stressed, giving him it as an option in case if his other stress-relievers aren’t working

“does my double gemini signs make me twice as unpredictable?”

・❥・Akaashi Keiji・❥・

-☀️Sagittarius🌙Taurus ↑Pisces-

a very thoughtful listener, for sure. he enjoys what you have to say about astrology, finding it interesting himself and enjoys learning from you.

he appreciates your thoughtful way of analyzing personalities, often nodding in agreement with you.

his sagittarius sun makes him inquisitive and independent, he's got a philosophical side to him. taurus moon in him makes him emotionally stable, no wonder bokuto and him work so well. pisces rising makes him intuitive and friendly, accepting people for who they are.

akaashi is the type to get you books and star maps, or anything astrology related that looks legit. he finds your insights helpful for personal growth, which in turn, brings you guys closer.

"either our stars are aligned or your influence is just strong on me" with a wink, of course.

[schizoidcel]

Would you mind doing Zooble x Gangle alphabet bs? Just trying to see more of the ship on my fy yk? (Also just to clarify, bc I feel the need to say this and bc it’s commonly misunderstood, Zooble and Gangle are both ADULTS Zooble is 22 and Gangle is about 24 or so)

# ZOOBLE x GANGLE ☆

Yes ofc. I love these 2 luvlies they own everyone

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♡ FLUFF ALPHABET !!

warnings :: None except the fact that once again I didn't proofread. Also this has the old alphabet format I used

Activities - Their favourite things to do with one another is drawing, crafting, talking, literally just doing anything together or being near one another is their favourite thing to do with eachother

Boo! - Neither of them are too fond of suprises. Gangle finds them abit off putting, and Zooble finds them lowkey corny and annoying

Comfort - Gangle definitely makes it obvious that she's upset, it's definitely unintentional though, therefore Zooble knows whenever to comfort her. Though if we're speaking the other way around, Zooble dosen't like to talk about what upsets them too much, but if Gangle realizes, they'll definitely try cheering them up to the best of her abilities

Dance - I dont think neither of them are good dancers, nor like dancing that much, but Gangle definitely likes to dance secretely ..

Emotions - Gangle is more open than Zooble, but Zooble makes sure to also share their emotions with Gangle once in awhile, as to not make her worry about them

Future - Both of them are unsure, but they definitely want to keep being together after they get out one day

Gifts - Gangle definitely is the main gift giver. She loves giving Zooble things she crafted or drew, and I imagine Zoobles room also being lots of abstract things so they fit in perfectly

Hold - GODDD THEY CAN HOLD EACHOTHER SO WELL since Zoobles body is kinda a mish mash and Gangles body is very flexible thanks to the ribbons she can just wrap them around their body. It's perfect.

Ideal - Their ideal date is definitely a quiet place. I feel like both of them don't like people that much, so I think dates behind closed doors is where they're most comfortable

Jealousy - I think neither of them would get jealous that much, Gangle definitely more than Zooble, but again it's unlikely because they trust eachother alot

Kisses - Kissing is a . hard situation for both of them. While Gangle kind of has a mouth, Zooble dosen't really, so Gangle usually kisses Zooble anywhere on their head

Love - Again, mostly its gift giving for Gangle, and words of affirmation/quality time for Zooble

Melt - I think it's just when. Like whenever Zooble compliments Gangle she dies abit inside /pos

Nicknames - Gangle sometimes calls Zooble a corny nickname, and even if Zooble gets inner shivers from it, they can't help but get flustered abit everytime. Zooble also likes to call Gangle a petname only when it's them two hoheha

Obvious - The crush they have on eachother you can DEFINITELY see more clearly on Gangle than on Zooble. But you can see how Zooble gets abit more nervous when near Gangle

Pets - ... I don't really know how u could have pets in this place . But they'd definitely have a cat together

Quiet - They LOVE being in comfortable silence with eachother

Romance - Gangle is a sucker for romantic stuff in secret I feel like, though Zooble not really. But I think that both of them aren't "romantic" all that much, you get me ?? 😭

Safe - I think the fact that Zooble always stands up for themself is what makes Gangle feel so safe around them !!

Tend - While Zooble only gets slightly worried, while Gangle gets over the MOON worried whenever Zooble even gets a scratch ...

Unique - I think. Their "contradicting" personalities is what attracts them both to eachother most 💁‍♀️

Variety - I feel like Gangle would like the same old things, while Zooble is a bigger fan of trying out different stuff. So I like to think that for example, whenever they try a new thing out (like a new activity to perform), they do the same old things in eachothers room after they're done with it

Wash - Does the concept of stinking even exist in this place . Either way, both of them would be clean people, but Zooble definitely has a stricter routine than Gangle. If it were the real world, they'd so do eachothers nails

XO - Both arent a big fan of PDA. Zooble dosen't want to deal with teasing or looks, and Gangle would get too flustered, they'd rather have eachother for themselves privately

Yearn - I think when they miss eachother, they don't show it that much, as much as they want to feel eachothers presence

Zzz - Like I said back in the cuddling point, they definitely sleep like that whenever they sleep together. They're adorbs

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ׂૢ་༘࿐ Thank you for reading! ♡

I tried my best wit this. hope u likesy luv 🌚

[joelsmochi]

Desperation - Javier Peña

Plot — [ofc] Jackie is visiting Columbia for a short getaway and meets a man who can satisfy her…In more ways than one.

Part 2 here.

Warnings: horrible spanish sentences + grammar (bare with me y’all i haven’t studied in a few years), speaking of spanish there is quite a bit of spanish conversation in (mostly in the beginning but some during the… act), some typos (edit: i did a lazy proofreading) smut (MINORS DNI beyond this point).

Smut Warnings: this will be disgustingly long and descriptive and perhaps a little awkward to read so this is your warning now, cocky!Javi (as expected), unprotect piv (it's a story y’all std’s don’t exist in this timeline), choking, hair pulling, light (?) slapping (out of praise), squirting, good girl bombs, daddy bombs, oral (f & m receiving), LOADSSSS of pet names, anal + (judge me 🤗), drinking + tipsy sex, vaginal creampie, possible ooc javier?

Word count: 6.9k (i didn’t mean to i just couldn’t stop writing😭)

translations will be in purple at the end of paragraphs ! so the format will be a lil ugly but ik not everyone speaks spanish + if my spanish is worse than i remember/could figure out then i want y’all to know what i’m trying to say without having to scroll up and down [BIG SORRY]

⋅˚₊‧ ୨୧ ‧₊˚ ⋅ ✮ ✧˚ ༘ ⋆｡˚

The warm air is thick tonight, pooling a layer of sweat over Jackie's skin as she swings her hips around to the music. Her newly made friend, Angie, startles her by yanking her arm and pulling her from the middle of the bar.

“Jackie, miras!” Angie exclaims. Jackie finds a smile playing on her lips at how pretty Angie sounds saying the most simple words; she admired how beautiful the language is, and how much more precious it sounds coming from the Colombian woman. “Este es el hombre del que te hablé,” she says while pointing to a blonde-haired man. Jackie’s lips curl downward as she examines him, impressed with his leather jacket and choice of haircut. “Se llama Steve Murphy. Èl es muy, muy lindo, ¿verdad?”

[Jackie look! // That's the man I was telling you about. // His name is Steve Murphy. He is very cute, right?]

“Meh,” Jackie mumbles, “No es mi tipo, pero… Tú y èl, veo, pero ¿conmigo? No.” She looks from Angie back to this Steve Murphy, suddenly seeing a man just as well dressed by his side, but much more her type. Dark hair, tan skin, and pants that give her flashbacks to the 1970s (which made her all the more interested as hers were as well). He seems a little more brooding than the other man, but Jackie isn’t one to back down from a challenge especially when it consists of getting a fine man like this one’s number. “Angie… ¿Quién es el hombre en la derecha?” She wonders while looking at her friend.

[He's not my type. I can see you and him, but me? No. // Angie, who is the man on the right?]

“Hmm,” Angie mumbles. “No sè. ¿Por qué?” She drunkenly giggles. “¿Crees que él lindo?”

[I don't know, why? You think he's cute?]

Jackie scoffs, batting her eyes back at the man whom she makes eye contact with. She maintains the stare they are sharing while she responds with, “No. No lindo. Él es sexy.”

[Not cute. Sexy.]

“Well,” Angie urges in English which catches Jackie's attention once more. “Go say hola, perra.” Jackie laughs at her friend’s persistence and stumbles over her heels after being gently pushed. The man watches her strut over to him and his friend, eyeing her outfit up and down and making the mental note that she’s not dressed like the average Colombian woman.

[perra = bitch]

American? He wonders.

“Buena,” she says after reaching their bubble. “¿Cómo estáis?”

[Hello, how are you (guys)].

“Somos bien,” the dark-haired man says with a cheeky smile, “¿y tú?” Jackie watches his eyes follow the curvy lines of her legs and hips. He finds the way she bats her eyes a huge turn-on for a reason he cannot explain and he almost falls to his knees when she sends him a more-than-obvious flirty smile.

[We're good, you?]

“Mas o menos,” she shrugs earning a curious looks from the two men, “me sentiría mejor si me dijeras que eres soltero.”

[More or less... I'd feel better if you told me you were single.]

“What’s she saying?” Steve asks with a questionable expression.

“She’s flirting with me, shut up,” Javi utters out of the side of his mouth. Jackie threw him off of his own game, making him feel slightly incompetent but it intrigues him nonetheless. Although he finds her formality a bit strange. “Eres Americana?”

[Are you American?]

“Sí. Mi español es poco formal, claro… Espero que encuentre lindo… Mister.” Jackie sends the tall man a sensual look through her eyelashes, watching his partially exposed chest rise and fall with anticipation. She hopes that maybe he will find her lack of cultural exposure cute or funny enough to keep him intrigued which works wonders on him — he chuckles at her words, admiring her confidence despite the jab he made.

[Yes, my Spanish is a bit formal, of course... I hope you find it cute.]

Why is she here, he thinks, vacation? School? Family? Relocating? He wants to—needs to know more.

“Sí, sí. Eres formal, mm-hmm, pero no limitada,” he adds before offering her a cigarette. She takes it gently and he swears she has the touch of an angel, though he is already a bit tipsy so he might just be being dramatic.

[Yes, true. You are formal, but not limited.]

“Cómo se llama, Papacito?” She daunts seductively after he lights her cigarette.

[What's your name?]

“Me llamo Javi, y el es Steve.”

[My name is Javi and this is Steve.]

“Ah-huh, my friend thinks you’re sexy,” she says to the blonde man. She raises an eyebrow as if she misspoke. “Well, cute. She used the word cute.”

Steve obviously blushes, but slaps his hands on his knees and shakes his head bashfully. “Lo siento, but I am a happily married man.”

[lo siento = i'm sorry]

She feels a bit saddened for her friend but Angie always bounces back fast, so Jackie turns to find her friend dancing in the crowd on a random guy; laughing she looks back at Steve and shrugs. “Looks like she’s already forgotten. She knew you by name though, you come ‘round here often?”

“Yeah, sometimes,” is all he says. He senses the tension between his colleague and Jackie but notices the tension in Javi's pants a little more.

Jackie squints at Steve for his shortness but regains focus on her original intention. She raises her head to watch Javi fold his glasses into his shirt pocket, trying her best to not drool over the prodding veins in his arms or the peak of hair on his chest. Instead, she maintains eye contact (with the occasional glance at his lips) and takes a small step closer to him.

“May I pull you away from your friend?” She asks, just barely speaking above the music. Javi catches the briefest glance into the gaping space between her cleavage and chest, in fact, the glance is so brief that Jackie doesn’t even notice it. He begins to think about what her nipples looked like as well as if she has any hidden tattoos anywhere and if she did, then what would they look like? He can see she’s not one to wear a bra so that makes him wonder if she’s not wearing panties either.

“Only if you tell me your name,” he says hoarsely.

“Jackie. Jackie.”

Jackie Dawns, what a pretty name, Javi thinks, very fitting for the beauty standing in front of me.

She catches Javi looking towards Steve for permission to which Steve doesn’t give him much of a reaction or response, just a sly smirk. Growing impatient, she grabs one of Javi’s hands and pulls him gently. “Only for an hour or two,” she promises.

Well, the hour or two slipped away pretty fast and the sun is beginning to set painting the sky oranges and pinks. The pair can’t seem to get enough of each other, it certainly rolled Steve’s eyes more times than anybody could count, who, by the way, is beginning to regret not bringing his wife as they had originally planned. Watching Javi and Jackie dance together, whether it was slow or fast or romantic or sexual, makes Steve realize how little he has done to show his admiration for his beloved spouse so he gets up from his seat after paying for their drinks and walks towards the tipsy couple.

“Hey, Javi, I’m gonna get home to the misses,” he says in his real thick accent.

Jackie notices the time on a clock nearby, immediately feeling guilty. “Sorry, I musta let the time slip,” she says.

But Steve shakes his head. “No, don’t apologize. Real quick though, when a lady becomes your wife does she still want flowers?” Jackie squints at him again but with more annoyance laced throughout her features. Steve takes that as a yes and nods stiffly. “Flowers it is.”

“Get her flowers she actually likes, not roses just because they're a classic.”

Steve stiffens up even more. “I—…” Guilt riddles his face and Jackie gives him an incredulous look, basically calling him a lousy husband without actually saying it. “I’m gonna go now, uh… See you in the office Monday? All right, bye Javi.” He gives Jackie wide eyes indicating either annoyance or intimidation. “Jackie.”

Javier laughs at Steve as he walks out before turning back to you. “I think that’s the first time I’ve seen him speechless,” he laughs.

“Dumbass doesn’t know his wife’s favorite flower,” Jackie as well. She places her hands on his chest and he smiles down at the red nail polish on her long nails. “See something you like?” She flirts after they’ve begun swaying to the music again, both of them noting the Phil Colins song Another Day in Paradise playing.

“Your nails are pretty, just like you,” he practically coos. She touches her nose to his warm one and smiles big and wide. “So… What are you doing here in Colombia?”

“I could ask you the same,” she says, “but because you asked first… I am in medical school.” Javi gives her an impressed look which bothers her, but not for any reasons he could control. “I hate it. It’s not what I wanna do.” She slowly puts space between their faces so that she can look at the specks of sunspots barely showing along his cheekbones.

He shrugs. “So why do it?”

She scoffs and looks down for a moment. Her nails tangle together behind his neck and her cheeks blush at the way he looks at her. “Because my parents would cut me off if I didn’t go.”

“So?”

“You say it like it’s simple.”

“It is.”

She slaps his chest playfully. “Stop using that tone, it’s rude.”

He chuckles. “Sorry, honey.”

Jackie finds herself smiling even harder at the nickname wishing she could hear the way it rolled off of his tongue a hundred more times before the night ends. He has a way of speaking that makes her feel like a teenager in lust again. She feels his hands dip an inch below her waist, and if she could take him on one of the counters nearby she would have her way with him. Those sultry brown eyes of his are the only thing she is praying to see for the rest of the night, though she is willing to sacrifice looking at him if it meant him fucking her through an orgasm.

But she played it cool. A little too cool for Javi’s taste.

“What d’you mean? It’s simple?” She asks.

He wishes he wasn’t so nonchalant about it, knowing good and damn well it’s not that simple most of the time. But he knew what he truly meant. “You won’t get to enjoy any pieces of your life if you ask for permission for everything.”

Jackie is amused, her expression not hiding it either. “Oh, this is coming from the grown-ass man who was about to ask his coworker to dance with a pretty girl?! That is rich.”

Javi takes the hit with stride, using her laughter as a reason to bring his lips to her ear. “You know if you like asking for permission so much… I can make you beg.” He pulls back to look into her now idle eyes. “All you gotta do is ask,” he teases in a whisper.

“What kinda car you drive?”

“Uh…” He is confused by the change in topic. “Cherokee, why?”

“Bigger than mine.” She slowly steps away from him to the door nearby. “I hope that’s okay, Mister?” She pouts at him, waiting for a few seconds.

He pushes the door open and walks behind her. “It certainly is, honey.” They reach his car and he leans her up against the trunk door, hanging his head over hers. “The sunset looks beautiful,” he speaks quietly, gently tracing his calloused fingers over her smooth jawline.

“You’ll look even more beautiful once I get you moaning my name,” she mumbles against his lips.

While he certainly did not doubt her abilities, he wanted to appear stronger than that. “Oh, mi amor, I’ll get you speechless before I’m done with you so then you can beg me to stop.” She shuffles her legs a few times to relieve some tension on her clit, to no avail of course. She’s hoping he’s not all bark and lives up to the aura he gives off. Javi noticing her prolonged silence smirks and gives her lips a sensual kiss. “Looks like I’ve already done it.”

Rolling her eyes, she can’t contain her smile. “Your dick better be good, you little cocky smart ass.” He laughs and opens the passenger door for her, but she just lets herself into the back seat. “Drive somewhere secluded.” He obeys without question, and after only about five minutes of driving he sees her moving in the backseat but before he can process what’s happening she sits her panties over his jean zippers.

He adjusts his rearview mirror so that it’s down on the seductress and sees her eyes reflecting a devilish grin his way. Then he sees her hand trail over her slit, watching her pretty red nails work wonders around her folds to get her juices flowing. He can see that as desperate as she is to please herself she is saving her most sensitive bit for him. His foot presses harder on the gas pedal causing her to giggle; he looks at her reflection again and watches her spread her slit open for him to see. He lets out a heavy sigh and palms his stiff length through his tightening jeans.

Javi makes it to a secluded part of a beach not too long after, wasting no time getting in the back seat next to Jackie; he moans loudly when he presses his lips to hers in hunger, loving the way she clings to him so perfectly. He lays her on her back and gently curls his nails over the outside of her thighs making her whimper. He savors the taste of tequila on her tongue and the smell of her Love’s Baby Soft perfume.

As their tongues tangle together Jackie reaches between their heavy bodies for his belt buckle. He lifts his hips a little to give her more room to work with, but she fumbles over her own eager hands regardless. “You’re an impatient little thing, aren’t ya?” He laughs over her chin once his pants are unzipped. “Gonna have to teach you some manners.”

“Oh yeah?” Jackie quips, Javi responding with a hum. “How you gonna do that?” She coos while palming him beneath his briefs.

“I can show you better than I can tell you, pretty girl.” She moans and giggles at his response, throwing her head back on the seat and running her hands up his back just to dig her nails into his shoulder blades, dragging them down his back. He hisses at the pain but chuckles regardless. He smacks this side of her thigh a little sharper than he intended, but she doesn’t seem to mind. “I was gonna be a gentleman about it, but—“

“No,” she interrupts, “I want you to use me.” Her nerves are becoming needier and needier, making her feel antsy and more submissive. She doesn’t want just to fuck anymore, she wants to feel controlled and tamed which is out of character for her. Javier normally doesn’t mind obtaining a dominant stance, but he worried he wouldn’t be able to fulfill her particular desires. She seems much more in tune with this realm than he is and the thought of not being able to please her enough crosses his mind more than once…

Much like her, however, he doesn’t back down from a challenge.

“You want me to use you?” He whispers.

“Yes.”

“Is that it? Huh?” He slides his trembling hands up her stomach to her chest to her neck, gripping it tightly causing her to choke and cough a little bit, but the smile on her face tells him to not remove his hand so he tugs at her neck to lift her face to his. “Is this what you want?” He groans. She only nods, feeling out of breath from her excitement, but grips a little tighter making sure he isn’t hurting her. “Use your words.”

“Yes.” She tries to kiss him but he pulls back feeling unsatisfied with her shortness, urging her to use her words once more. “Yes, Javi, te deseo mucho. Dentro de mi.”

[I want you a lot. Inside of me.]

“Mm, mm-hmm,” he moans finally releasing her neck, “Not yet.”

“What?” She exclaims, propping herself up on her elbows. She watches him untuck the rest of his shirt before sliding down to her naval, kissing it tenderly and sending a devious smirk her way. She jumps at the ticklish feeling, giggling out of embarrassment which he finds cute. His mustache scratches at her inner thigh where he places his kisses as she constantly bucks her hips upwards in an attempt to get his lips to her clit, succeeding after a minute or two. He forces her hips down onto the seat and glares at her. “Please, please, I’ll be so good if you do this one thing for me.”

“Well,” he says tauntingly, “that’s an offer I just can’t refuse now, is it?” He drags his tongue all around her vulva for a few seconds to see how impatient she grows but to his surprise, she remains pretty steady, so he decides to reward her with a juicy kiss to her clit.

Her body had been begging for stimulation for so long that the single kiss he gives her is enough to eject a loud moan out of her, one that was full of relief. He chuckles at her response and kisses it the same way again, only this time darting his tongue out for a quick second to get a taste of her skin. He doesn’t taste much, so he goes down to her slit, using his thumbs to spread her sopping lips before laying his tongue flat on her entrance and giving her a series of kitten licks; he moans at the combination of saltiness and sweetness, swearing to himself that he can also taste the fruity shots she was taking earlier. The mix of alcohol and hormones coursing through his body has him feeling more pleasure from eating her out than he would have ever expected. He loves the way her hair falls over her eyes, how her hands fondle her breasts and nipples over her shirt to add to her physical experience as well as his visual one, and how gentle but confident she sounds while she pleads for him to keep licking the way he is—all of the little things he normally doesn’t pay attention to just adding up and giving him reasons to keep going.

His lips permanently planting themselves atop her clit so that he can begin sucking on it is what drives her to the edge. She hits the top of her head on the door behind her from how hard she throws her head back, but she ignores the pain. Realistically she has no choice but to ignore it with how rough he is sucking her into his mouth, still managing to maintain some comfort with his slick lips. As the tingles build deeply inside of her clit her fingers go flying to grip the short hairs on his head. She feels layers of sweat pooling on her forehead and her inner thighs, and her nipples perk up indicating her nearing her orgasm. She cries his name louder and louder, before remembering she promised to be good.

She asks, “Can I come? Can I please come?!” He refuses to lift his head up out of not wanting her to lose this feeling, so he just nods eagerly onto her clit while mumbling mm-hmm’s. “Fuck,” she screams, “yes, please, please, please—“ Her pleas are interrupted by air getting caught in her throat when he clit begins to throb.

Javi almost cums at the feeling of her pussy throbbing between his lips so he lifts his hips a little to halt any friction from the seats. He shakes his head up and down to make a grinding motion on her clit wanting her to feel this good for as long as possible. Her thighs tremble around his ears and his scalp begins to sting with how hard she’s pulling; the knots in her stomach only seem to get bigger and she refuses to pull away. Not like he’d let her anyways, that is until his jaw begins to hurt. He comes up to kiss her again not even bothering to wipe his face clean.

“You wanna be used?” He asks against her lips.

“Mm-hmm,” she moans into their kiss.

“Yeah?”

“Mm-hmm.”

“How do you want me to use you, baby?”

“Use my mouth.”

His brows raise and he grins wide while she licks her juices off of his stubbly chin. “Your mouth?”

“Mm-hmm,” she repeats.

“How ‘bout…” He pauses to analyze her facial features, spotting some wet mascara on her cheekbone beneath her fallen curls; he smirks as he knows it from her squeezing her eyes shut so hard from her orgasm. “…You ride me until you’re about to cum… And then you let me fuck that pretty little mouth of yours?” She melts beneath him at his request, fluttering her eyes shut and peppering kisses along his cheeks. “Does that sound good?”

“Oh, yes.”

“Yes, what?”

“Yes, daddy,” she corrects. He gives her hip a few love taps, helping her up onto his lap. For the time being neither of them even bother taking his pants off, she just pulls his semi-hard shaft out and traces his warm tip along her folds, sinking onto him slowly. They both gasp the closeness, indulging in the feeling of him stretching her out gently. She pops a hand behind his ear, the other laying flat against his sheened chest. She feels his member twitch and grow harder inside of her, and gives him pleading eyes as she fully sinks him inside of her. “Daddy?”

“Yes, baby?” He encases her face in his clammy palms, adjusting his posture to get more comfortable for her.

“Can I come just one time on you first?”

“No, baby, I told you what I wanted.”

She whines, rolling her eyes. “Just one time, it’ll be so quick—“

“Don’t be stubborn,” he hisses, landing a smack on her ass cheek. He struggles to maintain his composure at how it practically jiggles back into his hand. He smacks it a few more times just to watch her ass move against him, grinning wide at her her body moves. “You said you’d be good for me.” She bites her lip nervously, annoyed at her promise. His dick is now fully hard and he admits, “Your stubbornness is sexy, though.”

She grins bashfully and lifts her hips slowly. “Mmm, I have that effect on you, huh?”

“Sí, mama, me gusta una reto.”

[Yes, mama, I like a challenge.]

“¿Una reto? ¿Qué eso?” She questions as she builds up a steady pace. “A challenge?”

[qué eso = what's that]

“Verdad.” He gently tugs at one of her nipples, memorizing how her discharge feels pooling around the base of his shaft onto his balls. His face contorts when she digs her nail into his chest and feels her walls swell around him.

[Correct.]

He loves the way he fits so perfectly inside of her, the way they both curve into each other is majestic for the pair. She props her feet up onto his thighs and rocks her hips in a grinding motion which makes her pussy feel tighter as he enters and exits repeatedly. His hands grip her hips so tight his knuckles slowly turn white, and he notices that she is out of breath but continues fucking him relentlessly. She had never been so needy for a fuck before; her hair is sticking to the sweat on her forehead, her shirt is clinging to her back, her hips aching from the grip this man has on her — all of these uncomfortable things and all she could think about was riding him as he told her to.

Jackie switches from a grinding motion to bouncing, rounding her shoulders so that her head isn’t hitting the roof. Javier’s fingers find their way to her top to tug some of the buttons loose. He goes to pull it off of her so she moves her arms to make it easier but ends up losing her balance which makes him slip out of her and she nearly falls off of his lap. She laughs at how evident her being tipsy is.

“You okay?” He asks after lifting her back up, placing a few kisses along her newly exposed collarbone.

Giggling some more she nods. “I didn’t realize how much I was leaning on you.”

He smiles, pulling her hands behind her waist and slouching himself further down after putting his aching cock back inside of her. “Let me help you out,” he says, his tone hinting at yet another dare. Locking her arms in place he begins thrusting up into her heat going well beyond her g-spot, but never too far. Her walls begin to spasm against his length and he grunts seemingly angrily. “You better not cum.”

Insistent, she shakes her weak head. “I’m not, I’m not, I promise.”

“Good girl.” He raises one hand up to smack her cheek lightly; she buries her cheek into his palm afterward to signal she wants him to make it feel better which he does. She holds his forearm with her locked hands, scratching at the skin nicely just to feel as much of him as possible. “Cógeme, cariño, ¡cógeme como un rey!”

[Fuck me, honey/love/darling! Fuck me like a king!]

She moans, starts bouncing on him again earning the freedom of her arms, and touches her forehead to his. “Eres el rey de mi mundo, Javi.”

[You are the king of my world, Javi.]

He sweeps her lips up into a kiss as if he were trying to swallow the words as fast as they had come out. Despite his typical confidence with women, he must admit that no one has ever made him feel the way she does. He likes the excitement and the praise, hell her looks alone were getting him rock-hard earlier. He can’t even respond with words, he just reaches his arms around to grab handfuls of her ass to bring her in closer while still kissing her sweetly. Jackie feels the pressure inside of her growing again intensify when Javi uses the pads of his fingers to rub tiny circles on her clit. She claws at his neck and shoulders to draw out the feeling as long as possible without cumming again and before she knows it she hops off of him and kneels between the small space of his legs and the center console.

She practically shoves whatever she can fit of his cock into her mouth, gagging when his tip tickles the back of her throat. His fingers tangle themselves in her hair and he pushes her head down carefully, craving the feeling of her throat closing around his dick. She bobs her head up and down occasionally stopping to take him in her throat whenever she can; a few tears fall from her eyes after gagging so many times so she pulls his length out of her mouth to stroke it with her spit-covered hands and props her mouth on his balls, sliding her tongue around every inch she could reach.

“Oh, fuck, babygirl,” he moans, “you’re doing such a good job… Yeah, you’re doing so good right now, cariño.” His muscles tense and he flinches when her thumb rubs around his tip so she goes to put him back in her mouth but he stops her. He stares at the strings of spit mixed with her precum all over her chin before enveloping her in a sloppy kiss. He moans at the taste of his cock mixed in with her juices and licks her lips much like he did her clit earlier. “Will you lay down for me right here?” He coos after wrapping his hand around her jaw, the other holding the back of her head in place. She nods and hums to confirm. “Yeah?” He smacks her cheek and it makes her smile. “You like that, princess?” He smacks her a little rougher this time.

“Yes, baby, I love it,” she says.

“Good…” He pecks her lips and taps her jaw a couple of times. “Lay back right here.” They switch spots so that she’s laying where he was once sitting and he removes his pants and boxers. Although her neck feels a bit stiff from her head being pushed up against the back of the seat she knew that once he fills her up again with his cock the pain wouldn’t even be noticeable. She eyes his thick shaft and tip while he slaps it over the skin of her pussy, her eyes growing wide when he slides the head over her sensitive bud. “You want it, baby?”

Jackie doesn’t even bother trying to come up with something witty or bratty to say, all she can say is yes over and over until he teases her dripping entrance. “Javi, te quiero mucho. I want you to fill me up with your—“ A gasp interrupts her begs of desperation after he slides the tip in slowly. He quickly readjusts his legs and pushes her thighs back so they’re flesh against her stomach. “Fuck,” she drags out, “it’s so fucking big.” He fills her up only halfway which gets her to tighten her legs around his hips in an attempt to push him in deeper but he remains idle and slaps her breast. “Please,” she whispers. After he asks what she wants she answers, “I want you—fuck, I love the way you stretch me out, I wanna feel you deep inside of me, baby.” He barely slides inside of her a little more earning whimpers from either of them but mostly her. “Please,” she begs.

[te quiero mucho = i want you so much (in this context).]

He presses his palm onto her pelvis with fingers pushing into her stomach so that she can feel him in even the deepest parts of her body. She whines out at how deep he goes, thankful he’s doing just enough to not hurt her cervix. She feels an awkward urge to pee but before she can say anything her squirt begins to splash everywhere.

“Look at that!” Javi boasts, not even thinking to stop his rhythm. “My God, girl, you are just full of surprises, aren’t ya?” Profusely blushing at his compliment she puts her hand down to signal she needs a break, but he just frowns at her and goes, “Move your hand.”

She decides to defy him and tries to wiggle out of his grip to get a reaction out of him. “No,” she quips with a grin.

“I said…” He slams her hand above her head and buries his cock deep inside of her. “Move your fucking hand.”

She sarcastically pouts. “Awe. What are you gonna do? Punish me?”

In the blink of an eye, his warm hand is wrapped around her neck. “I can do that.”

But still, she doesn’t let up, wondering how much she can get away with. “How you gon’ do it? Stick it in my ass?”

He incredulously chuckles and ponders on whether or not this is just an extremely vivid dream he’s having. He decides speaking would just egg her on to push his buttons even more so he pulls out, lines his tip up with her ass, and pushes it in slowly. She gasps with alertness in her expression—she didn’t think he would really do it. Most guys she asked didn’t, and if they did they asked if she was sure.

Not Javi. Not tonight. Not after the shitty fucking week he had. He took this woman’s confidence as a sign to take what he wants as long as the offer was on the table.

That’s what makes her even more aroused.

Watching his spit drip from his lip straight down to his dick before he slides deeper inside of her Jackie finds herself rubbing her clit and admiring the man above her. A man that knows what he wants, she thinks, and takes it? I like him. She knows the chances of them ever seeing each other again were slim to none, but she’ll always remember him.

Javi. Dark and unruly curls, soft brown eyes with harsh wrinkles surrounding them, broad but slender shoulders and calloused hands that touch her so gently, and a voice so deep it nearly rumbles inside his chest.

She bites her lip trying to ignore the pain she feels. Instead, she focuses on his mannerisms: his chest rising and falling while he slides his length inside her tight hole. The way he will pause to glance up at her ensuring her comfort. He feels her tighten around him so many times he was sure it must have hurt but every time he looks at her he sees her pleading for more with her pretty and low eyes. He manages to get about two-thirds of the way in before it becomes too tight for him.

“That feel good?” He questions, pursing his lips anxiously after she says yes. He spits a couple more times to help relax her muscles, but he notices her eyebrows furrow. Placing a few kisses on her forehead he tells her, “I got you, honey. Tell me what you need.”

“I’m fine, it’s just been a while,” she chuckles nervously. “That’s good!” She squeaks when he settles at a steady pace. He smiles down at her and slips his tongue into her open mouth, moaning at the sound of her whines. He rubs his thumb over her clit and fights her tongue with his own, letting her into his mouth eventually. She moans at the taste of her still on his lips, digging her knees into his sides and tugging at the ends of his hair. Her wetness overflows onto his cock helping lubricate her entrance. She tightens around him to add more stimulation for him and that causes him to collapse atop her body. His body is overwhelmed but he can’t get enough of how dirty she is by letting him have her—all of her. “Quiero hacerte amor con mi culo, papi,” she shouts. “Mi cuerpo te pertenece.”

[I want to make love to you with my ass, daddy. My body belongs to you.]

“Tu español suena mejor con mi reata dentro de ti, ¿sí o no?” He grips her ass to lift her hips higher, to make her more level with him.

[Your Spanish sounds much better when my dick is inside of you, no?]

Jackie trembles in his arms, crying out at the feeling of constantly being stretched out by him. “Claro, claro que sí,” she screams breathlessly. She reaches to grab the door nearby as she doesn’t want to scratch him and her fingers wipe away some of the thick fog on his car windows. She glances outside and notices how dark it has gotten, but she didn’t want him to stop edging himself inside of her. She sees how much he loves being in her mouth, her pussy, and now her ass, she just doesn’t know how much more pounding she can take.

[claro = of course; claro que sí = of course it does (in this context).]

Sweat drips down from his temples to his jawline from the thick air inside of the car and the amount of restraint it’s taking him to not finish inside of her ass. He isn’t sure where she wants it, so before he cums for her he pulls out so suddenly it takes her a few seconds to realize he’d done it. “Where do you want it, babygirl? Hmm?” He whispers against her ear.

“Hmm?” She questions.

They nibble and kiss each other enjoying the small break. “My cum. Where do you want me to cum?”

“Wherever you want,” she speaks strongly with a shrug of her shoulders. “Didn’t I just tell you that my body belongs to you, daddy?”

His eyes roll beneath his heavy eyelids. “If you had to choose…” He says regaining his composure (or what was left of it).

“If I had to choose?” Jackie grabs his dick and lines it back up with her vagina, forcing her hips forward to push his tip inside of her. “My pussy.”

He likes her answer so he just presses the rest of his dick inside of her. “Mm, I’m thinking right…” He rubs the deepest parts of her with his swollen shaft. “Here.” Her nipples harden at the feeling of him grinding himself against her walls and the stubbly hair on his pelvis tickles her clit enough to elicit a few moans from her. “You’re still so goddamn tight for me, my fucking God.” She clenches even harder around him at his little praises, telling him thank you and littering kisses all around his neck and shoulders. “Sweetheart, if you wanted I would fuck you every day.” At last, he pumps in and out of her, telling her, “You’ve been such a good girl for me tonight… You anything else you want me to do—do for you?” He grips her ass even harder, holding off his nearing orgasm as long as possible.

Her fatigued eyes barely open to look up at him, and she sloppily pushes her wet baby hairs out of her face. “I ju—oh, I just want to feel your cum.”

“Yeah?”

She cups his face in her hands lovingly with a persuasive smile on her lips. “I want you to empty your balls inside of me.”

“Oh, fuck.” His face drops into the curve of her neck.

She feels his cock twitch inside of her and it encourages her to keep talking. “I want you to fucking use me, use my pussy to cum. Yes!”

He buries himself as deeply as possible for a few thrusts, and she feels him pouring his seed inside her. Their moans and pleads mixing in the air is just enough to get one final, but short orgasm. Nothing near as powerful as before but an accomplishment for her nonetheless. He pushes his shoulders up and off of her to give their warm bodies a sense of space, but he fails to stay up for long and lands right back on her chest once again which gets a tired laugh out of her.

After a short while, he pulls out and spreads her shaky legs apart to watch his cum slowly pour out from between her wet lips. Admiring how pretty her messy body looks he leans down to place a warm kiss on her clit one last time. She flinches at the feeling but remains still in her position. She rests her eyes and runs a hand over her stomach.

He remembers that he has some napkins in his glove compartment, reaching for them and then carefully cleaning her up before he cleans himself. He sees how much more worn out she seems than him so he helps her move to give him space beside her, then twists her legs into his lap. He grabs his cigarettes from the car floor along with a light; he pops one in his mouth and hands another to her.

The pair are silent for about five minutes as neither of them feel the need to speak immediately to fill the air. They want to enjoy their highs and prolong it with nicotine. After they smoke up half their cigarettes and air out the car a bit by rolling a window down an inch or two Javi finds himself the first to break the silence.

“¿Cómo estás ahora?”

[How are you doing now?]

“Muy, muy bien, querida. Thank you for being so gentle with me.”

[querida = love/dear/darling]

It takes him a moment to realize that despite the domination she was seeking from him she still wanted to be cared for. “Of course, sweetheart. You don’t need to thank me.”

“Mm,” she groans before tossing her cigarette out of the window just before he does the same, “I know that, but you’re a man who deserves all the praise.” He smiles at the comment, reaching a hand between her hair and jawbone. “You never answered my question… Why are you in Columbia?”

“Work, confidential bullshit.”

She reaches for his chin to give it a small pinch. “I’m sure you’re amazing.” He scoffs and shakes his head. “Come ‘er.” They move so that he is lying between her legs and his head is resting on her chest.

“Hey, Jackie?”

“Yeah?”

“What’s your favorite flower?”

She laughs loudly at this and plays with his hair while she thinks of her response. “Tulips. I love tulips.”

“Tulips, eh?”

“Don’t be surprising me at my job with some damn flowers now.”

He pops his head up defensively. “I’d have to know where you worked to do that… Where do you work?”

They both laugh and she gives him a tender kiss. “I actually don’t work right now, I’m living off of trust fund money.”

“Ah, where do you live?”

She frowns seemingly offended. “I am not telling you where I live after only knowing you a day!” He can see through her bullshit easily. She wants to see him again, she’s just being cautious. Not like he blamed her for it, but he found her attempt at lying cute.

[faenemy]

Hii don't mind me, just wanted to ramble abt Mark and friends series in ur ask box cuz why not :3 (you've drawn fanart of them b4 btw!)

SO LETS START OFF WITH SOME CONTEXT. Mark and friends is a completed series on YouTube made by this guy ashur gharavi, it follows the story of Mark blah blah i can't talk in this format snymore I need to go silly mode holf on. SO MARK IS GHIS 'LITTLE MONSTER' KID RIGHT, AND ANOTHER CHARACTER IS BILLY WHO IS AN ADUKT HUMAN. SO THE SERIES IS KINDA LIKE A KIDS CARTOON BUT WITH BLOOD AND MURDER. BILLY KIDNAPPED MARK AND FORCED HIM TO DO STUFF FOR CAMERA. AS THE SERIES GO ON, THERE WILL BE LITTLE HINTS IN THE FORM OF NEWSPAPER OF LIKE WHATS ACTUALLY GOING ON AND WHY HES FOING THIS. READ EVERY SINGLE BACKGROUND NEWSPAPER EVEN IF IT DOESNT FEEL IMPORTANT, THE LITTLE DETAILS ARE SOOOO GOOD. MARK IS LIKE 10 YEARS OLD AND HES LITERALLY SO CUTE, HE DONT DESERVE EVERYTHING THAT HAPPENWD TO HIM. IM NOT GONNA SPOIL THE ENDING FOR U, CUZ ITS LITERALLY SO GOOD I REMEMBWR WHEN I FIRST WATCHED IT AND THE ENDINV IS JUST SO PULLING MY HEAET STRINGS AND LIKE SUCH A TENSE SCENE YK. ITS LITERALLY SO GOOD, THERE ARE 3 COMPILATIONS OF IT (PART 1,2 AND 3) I THINK ITS LIKE 2 HOURS LONG PLEASE PLEASE WATCH IT (ONLY IF U WANNA OFC NO PRESSURE) I LOVE THE CHARACTERS SO MUCH THEYRE SO WELL WRITTEN, I HATE BILLY BUT I LOVE HOW WELL HIS CHARACTER AND MANIPULATION IS WRITTEN HES SO FUCKING CRUEL. I LOVE HOW ASHUR ISNT AFRAID TO JUST FUCKIMG MAKE HIM DO TERRIBLE AWFUL SHIT. I LOVE IT SO MJCH ITS SO CREATIVE I LOVE MARK TOO, HWS SO CUTE I LOVE DRAWING HIM. OH AND ALSO, ITS CANON THAT TWOMP TAKES PLACE AFTERRR THAT SERIES AND MARK IS FRIENDS WITH ARGOS AND MR PLANT. I LOVE THEM SO MUCH THEYRE SO UGHHHHH. THE ACTOR IS EYE CANDY TOO HES SO COOL. PLEASE WATCH IT ILL GIVE U A COOKIE IF U DO (AGAIN, ONLY IF U WANNA THO NO PRESSURE) :3

SOME PICTURES ^^

(This ask wasn't proofread btw)

HI HI HI Thank you for the ask box rambles I love them <3

Definitely did not go and binge the whole series, nope, not me

ANYWAY MY RAMBLINGS AS I WATCHED AND THOUGHTS UNDER CUT

I love this little green guy!

Marks parents seem to be murdered (go figure)

I'm assuming he was kidnapped in an ice cream truck/van??

Mark is kept in a cage without an actual bed it seems, at least when he isn't on camera

Are the puppets the actual children, or do they just represent them?

Mark keeps rubbing his side/stomach, maybe where his kidney was removed??

Child star shows an actual person so kidnapper might have started as a child star?

Grandma knows her kiddo is still alive (GET HIS ASS)

Is the plant guy who killed Big Monster Mr plant?

Donovan escapes???

Cupcake monster gets killed (very sadge)

WHY THE FUCK DID THEY PUT TOMATOES IN A FRUIT SALAD??? JAIL!!!!

apparently monsters are edible, might be some cannibali going on?

Also humans are considered monsters in this world

In "cooking" the newspaper is obscured, but it seems to read (missing childs body found, but not his head) Cupcake Monster???

UPDATE DEFO CUPCAKE MONSTER NOOOOOO

No Illinois, Minnesota or Indiana

Maybe the other kids were from Minnesota and Indiana, since Mark is from Illinois?

Aight my man was defo the child star, I'm assuming he is repeatimg the crimes of big monster???

Oop so search led to Indiana, snap my prior theory lol

Big monsters cousin changes last name

Frame lasted long on that, so I assume it's important

I keep forgetting Billy's name LMAO

Big monster and sewer? Seems like an It reference

So they're near Michigan now, noted

WHY MUST YOU TORMENT ME :(((( I luv paper bag dog NOOOOOO

Mark seems more vocal and challeging billy more now

Billy straight up gave the kids psychedelics my god

Someone save the child pls

Donovan my beloved is traumatized:((((

Oooooh the photos in the background are crying now, I think those are Marks parents?

Mr plant defo killed Big Monster, king shit

OOOOOH

okay so kid star (johnny) met with big monster in the sewer, got murdered

But Billy was the one who encouraged him to, Billy was going to star in the movie before Big Monster was convicted. So he was the kid who was crying in the article because his role was dropped

NOOOOOO MARK IS ADDICTED TO DRUGS

Get HIS ASS GRANDMA

I can't read the teleprompter, get this dude some glasses.

Just remembered how Mark cannonicly has his photos taken???? And sold I think??? Wtf???

Donovan had started a charity:((( he thinks his friends are gone

The date on the newspaper in the back keeps changing

Can I fight Billy??? I think I could take him easy

Mark straight up ate a razor blade get this kid a doctor

OH MY GOSH THEY'RE GOING TO THE DOCTOR

APOLLO HAS BLESSED ME

the eye test in the back reads "Mark has one more week before I kill him" if my new son dies I riot

Can I adopt Mark

Goal list; dispose, replace, repeat

I wonder if there are other shows featuring Donovan and Cupcake Monster?

Why were they kidnapped?

Befriend that strange man??? NOOOO

Did my son just kill Billy???? HELL YEAH

RUN BOY RUN

MY SON IS SAFE!!!!

In conclusion, I would like to adopt Cupcake Monster, they are now my child. I would also like to punch Billy repeatedly :D

[r-ene]

any tips on how to be motivated in doing thesis? or just any general, helpful tips. thank you! <3

Hi !! I had fun doing our thesis so I feel I might ramble a bit here, haha +++ this is a very long read so I'll list it down w bold key points blue if u dont want to read d whole thing – most of these are the things my team did, I hope this is of help !!

sorry for the delay w my response, I thought about this for days so I could be more helpful hehe

first, idk if you're doing a solo or partnered or group thesis but if you have a partner or group, getting along really well with the team + having mutual understanding can make the whole process smooth. my groupmates are my close friends (we're 6 in the group and i love them dearly) and everything went smoothly because we're aware how, for example, i hate cramming and love scheduling + doing things in advance, so all of us agreed to do things in advance but with a time period of 1-2 weeks depending on the heaviness of task (related lit is long so we did that 2 weeks minimum)

do not procrastinate and cram = love scheduling. following my first point, i made a time table for our group and i was the secretary/assistant leader so i made it a point to follow up every now and then and kept the deadlines pinned in our chat. since we had a system, we never crammed and since all of us also loves to do things now for longer chill days, we were never late for a deadline and just waited for our prof to ask for outputs since there were no fixed deadlines.

pick a topic you and your team is very interested in + relevant to today's society/generation + your major. all of us had very good topic proposals since each of us had to pitch at least one topic and we chose to do a study on telemedicine for chronic respiratory disease patients – very timely, interesting and relevant to our generation + our major ofc. we were very invested in this study :)

love reading, love your study and the process. this makes things SUPER easy. a little segwey but i did my junior internship under occupational therapy and loved the patients (majority were stroke patients) and one of them, when my intern asked what advice to give me since i want to become a doctor/hcp, he was a doctor and he told me to "isapuso" (take in heart/love) what i will be studying and doing and that's what i did with our thesis + my major. Makes everything easier ♡ oh and also since thesis needs loads of reading, the more you love your topic, the more you'll just automatically read on it regardless whether you're doing your related lit at the moment or not. i still read on telemedicine till now

have one in your team to be the one in charge of formatting and one for references. this seems very minor but it helps prevent unwanted headaches especially if there's a bunch of you in the group so the document won't be altered much as you work and would have a much more consistent formatting for both

ethics committee can be a pain in waiting both in uni and if ever you want to conduct your study based on a hospital. our uni ethics takes a week while hospitals take over 2 weeks to over a month to approve your request/s. best to also assign 2 people on ethics-related things since i think we filled out 5 documents the whole thesis period to submit to ethics. however, during the waiting process or even before submitting, make revisions and consult with your research adviser and/or other profs knowledgeable on your topic + our best decision was to consult the head of the uni research. though we had to revise our title + changes in the whole paper, as a result of consulting w profs n head, we were able to get the best result we could hope for !!

review your paper every now and then because there are technical and content-wise revision you won't notice at first and second time you proofread your paper. in addition, if working in a group, have your groupmates check on your work afterwards no matter how confident you are with it — this helps them study on your part/s and see corrections you weren't able to. double, triple, quadruple checking's not bad. It's very helpful.

this is ironic since thesis is a major task but: don't stress and don't put too much pressure on yourself. personally this was very helpful because it clears your mind, especially before defense and can help you think of the possible questions the panelists might ask and you yourself would be able to deliver your parts better + be the one to figure out the loopholes you missed (so idk but in our case before the panel pointed out our loophole, we were the ones who brought it up and already had a defense on it and stuff) and it makes the whole defense process shorter, smoother. just make sure to take notes on the loopholes, possible qs, panel qs and recommendations and not dwell on the anxiety (there will always be a percentage of it in u) you have in your body while they're asking stuff, hahaha

sleep early before defense days !!! i sleep latest 11 for these and go to dunkin near uni at 5 or 6am to study up for the defense, no matter if the defense is at 8 or 10. you can nap peacefully after + the morning auras can help calm your nerves

ran out of ideas but i believe you can do this !! thesis might sound intimidating and scary but i hope you don't let it get to you. you can have a stress-free thesis making period as long as you really like your study (as i mentioned), trust and have confidence both in you and your team, be very diligent to get rest and whenever you get time to. if you feel overwhelmed, step back and take a walk even just for 5 minutes, it makes a whole difference. I'm not sure what drives you – awards, grades, feeling of fulfillment... and I don't know what field your in but trust that your study can help make an impact no matter how you think it's "too simple" in comparison to those making apps (in my case, but no shade to the other contestants in the research competition, i was very proud of my fellow respi students regardless whether we're competitors or not that time).

To put emphasis for boost: you are great. you will do great on your thesis despite everything and convert pessimism to optimism !! its not naive, it can get you through anything if you broaden your outlook 🤍

[riewritten]

what do you do when inspiration suddenly hits you? like do you just memorize it in ur head or note it somewhere or do u work on that idea immediately?? im very very curious about ur creative process PLEASE OVERSHARE because i believe there are things that are new to me. like you write and draw and it's amazing how tou do both! i'm more curious about ur writing process because i don't write much (nowadays i only journal or write diary entries, in the past i did write fanfictions but they're almost all oneshots or unplanned dropped after 2 or 3 chapters). (how) do you plan your storyline? do you consider yourself flexible (like are u comfortable with changing plans in a big project where one change could lead to other changes?). Do you beta read by yourself or is there anyone who does it? if you do it by yourself, what do you feel when re-reading your writings? i literally have sm questions but i don't wanna overwhelm you 😭😭😭 you don't need to answer if you don't want to, that's alright!!!

when u said i could overshare

for whenever the inspiration hits, i tend to start on it immediately. writing is such a mood booster for me and i'm in a low mood most of the time so i seize the moment whenever motivation comes :'D sometimes when i'm busy (let's say school/work) and a great idea pops in (usually in quote format), i just lay it down in my gdocs. for oneshots, 1 doc would suffice. for longfics, the docs per chapter are contained in a folder.

i don't think i'm great in fan arts (i just get the boost from those who draw well—like u!) so i'm glad you appreciate it as well <3

regarding my writing process, someone actually asked me about it before! but to generalize my answer there, i ponder on 3 things (plot, characterization, & chapter study). my first fic (and my first series in general) was dusk in the brightest. i worked on chapter study first: detailed sequence of events from C1-10, vague concept in 11-15, then the rest is just 2-3 sentences of how i want the story to end. the 2nd one, character study, was smth i learned from a professor in one of my subjects when i submitted a one-act play script to her and she heavily criticized my characterization (like so badly i still get jitters remembering it) 😭 since then, i've been very wary with getting things accurate and consistent with my characters. for my plot-heavy fics, that's what i'm most serious for.

i think my flexibility (i dont even think i got that) was v challenged during the last arc of DIB because i suddenly had a complete change of mind with the ending (exactly what u had mentioned: changes that would lead one thing to the other). it was def not comfortable but a great tip (i think) to work around it is that: go back to your earlier chapters, pick up the most random scenarios you had made, then come up with a reason why that random thing ensued. an example of executing it is how isayama worked around aot's first scene (child!eren crying & mikasa being the first one he sees) by connecting it to his last scene in the manga (ofc i wouldn't assume isayama just thought abt it midway. it's just with how he executed it).

i don't have lots of friends in this app so i usually do the revisions all by myself. i'm a type of author that releases chapters impulsively—i'd publish smth that i hadn't proofread yet, read it in the app, then just do all the editing there. i'll repeat the process until i finally get satisfied. i think it's easier for me to point out mistakes when i feel the urgency to do so (like omg i have to hurry in polishing this bc readers might click anytime soon 😭) though someone helped me change POVs (from 1st to 2nd) in DIB C1-13 and let me tell u that i never thought having someone help me beta read my work could bring me so much delight.

and pls don't worry about overwhelming me! using this app and dumping all my work here are literally what keeps me sane from the overwhelming things in my life atm. to have u appreciate it gives me joy & comfort. thats why i'd be honored to answer all of ur questions :'D

[kazimiierz]

I've kind of noticed a lack of these in the tag so I'm gonna write one up, gender neutral ofc (no formatting because I'm on mobile sorry):

Hellagur is a man of war, once walked the path of a general leading an army until it all fell apart with the death of his best friend which changed his life from dealing death to protecting life with his Azazel Clinic. Once aboard Rhodes Island he serves to protect all and above all else, Neon.

• you find that he's a gentle man above all the previous years of training this man has endured and dealt on the end of that impressive weapon he carries with him. Around the younger operators the usual stalwart face on the battlefield turns tender as he ensures their wellbeing. You can't help but feel a twinge of joy seeing this man work well with everyone!

• he's fond of everyone around him, even indulging in listening to the Ursus student council at times when they permit him council (at times the two forces are wary due to how Ursus has treated them both but came to find a comfort in training) he can also be found with Kal'tsit on the odd chance discussing medical paperwork over some of his former patients that were discharged into Rhodes Island's care. However the only time you have ever found him alone felt like a fleeting chance because the Liberi is always surrounded by company.

• when you do find the rare chance at approaching him alone Hellagur appraises you wondering if something had come up for him to be approached privately but you explain you just wanted to get to know the former general more at a time that best suited the atmosphere. He sits you down and prepares tea, surprisingly the way most do on the ship as you had remarked he seemed more refined but Hellagur merely rebuffs that it's easier to acclimate to the standard Rhodes carries than a higher one. Maintenance of image is better left to those in higher positions, a nod to Amiya and her speeches that were proofread by none other than him.

• at length he tells stories, of what he's seen that echoes the Reunion battles they currently are met with. Of past loves, brief like snubbed candles and even regaled about his position on how he was receiving it felt more like a party than a somber event. For what seemed like hours merely was shared between you and him as if time held no meaning.

• more private occasions were met with shared discussions of tactics and other merits before finally, more personal talk. Discussions of Amiya and Neon, both seen as adopted family in the eyes of the other with a warm fondness for their growth. It was something that lowered your guard and his as well, allowing each other a little closer.

• between the walls your relationship would grow past operator and director, it would simply be a budding romance between two people. He'd oft remark that it was odd for someone like you to be interested in someone his age, but your rebuff was he was just the right person you were looking for. Age mattered not, with war life could be short and feelings between two people shouldn't be limited to life or death. His charisma and charm weren't without the help of his gentle kindness to aid the slow burning fire of your affections towards him

• however it wasn't to say he didn't have more experience than you (or did you have experience before the amnesia? No one would be around to tell you) his kisses, albeit hidden from most as if it were a quick examination to ensure you weren't damaged from the combat drill or the battlefield, were warm like the honey he stirred into your tea. A slight tilt of your chin and his lips met yours briefly as if to ensure you hadn't forgotten, amber orbs watching yours reflect back in earnest of the quiet moment before letting go. His height will tower over you (he stands at an impressive 6'3) or he will simply be met by other means. Alone you're met with his hands gracing yours to hold, scarred by time and the rough callouses reminding you of how long he's held that weapon even with gloves on. Your ears always are the first to be whispered sweet allure into before administering a kiss just on the temple, he's relatively keen at keeping his hand locked in yours or your habit of keeping his hand between both your hands just to know he's there still if you fell asleep.

• eventually you begin to notice a simple silver band whenever his gloves are removed after battle, as he conducts his words with his hands if passionately talking it glints in the light to catch you to notice, and if he noticed you looking well, he knows how you deduced it's origin.

[kyoriis]

HIGHSCHOOL AU ? ! ☆

featuring !! — luxiem.

synopsis !! — if the luxiem members were in school. like which type of students they would be lmao.

format !! — headcanons.

warnings !! — cursing. not proofread sorry :(

kyori's note !! — this has been sitting in my drafts for wayyy too long. anyways tysm for 100+ followers <3 !

VOX AKUMA ! ☆

two words : everyone's crush.

he's like those senior students yk? like the ones who are good at almost everything.

like they know their shit.

his locker is full of love letters too.

mr attractive here definitely has his way with words. ✧\(>o<)ﾉ✧

like he'll cover up for you with his smooth talking skills for sure.

i'd say he has never lost an argument.

he's not loud but he's not quite either.

but he's not fond of the student council, like they might as well have asked him a hundred times but he said : no <3

literally everyone would gush over him, even the teachers because of how well he performs.

his grades definitely are good. i'm talking about straight A's and B's.

his favorite subject is prolly chemistry smh. mf has a big brain.

but once you become close friends with him, oh boy he changes sfjshw-

only his close friends get to experience his goofiness lmfao.

he will make unsieso jokes for sure. and literally the next second he'll answer the question the teacher had asked. pog.

so basically : hot nerd but not really ???" ( he has def pulled some pranks on some teachers with mysta and always got away with it. )

IKE EVELAND ! ☆

pretty boy.

like literally, everyone calls him that.

he basically plays almost every instrument.ヽ(｡◕o◕｡)ﾉ

his favorite subject is either english or history.

has never skipped a single class. never.

prolly never dated anyone.

he won't talk to you unless you talk to him. ( i'm calling myself out- )

once you become close, he's still the same but definitely more talkative.

ike's definitely every teacher's favorite. no doubt.

he's not really a fan of attention.

obviously he gets amazing grades bestie, like straight A's. has never gotten a B in his life.

like he manages his time so well, like he gets good sleep and also submits everything before the deadline.

has never been late either.

younger students definitely look up to him.

however he hates biology with a burning passion. ( same. )

idk why but i feel like he dresses really nicely too. he wears very aesthetically pleasing outfits.

definitely in the student council.

he also tried to wear eyeliner once. and oh boy.

everyone fell in love with ike that day.

SHU YAMINO ! ☆

a certified nerd. in the best way possible ofc <3

he's good at everything. help.

he loves maths sm it hurts.

part of the student council too cause his parents forced him into it lmao.

only has like some close friends.

shu isn't the biggest fan of school events either. so he definitely has lied some ( multiple ) times that he's sick and can't make it.

says "ayyyyyy" unironically whenever he gets something right.

he has the weirdest sense of humor.

he drinks wayyy too much tea.

like literally shu please stop and drink some water ffs. Σ(ಠ_ಠ)

he likes art but sometimes ends up goofing off by drawing balls on the canvas. but like it's abstract so you wouldn't know it was intentional lmao.

and then when the art pieces are displayed he's trying his best no to laugh.

he submits his projects like the next day they were assigned. like mf you have an entire week. no need to pull an all nighter.

shu isn't really that popular. but people who know him call him a meme god because of his extensive knowledge on memes.

he has like 273989 hoodies istg.

LUCA KANESHIRO ! ☆

himbo. duh.

he's "that" jock yk?

people are simps for him. they're so down bad but luca is so innocent bro i can't.

he loves sports a lot. plays basketball, soccer, literally anything. you name it.

he's definitely a rich kid.

istg luca wears the most expensive colognes in existence.

also his fashion sense is immaculate.

he tries his best in other subjects but he's an average student.

like constant B's sometimes an A, he tries his best tho. ʕ ꈍᴥꈍʔ

the type of guy to help you when you can't reach anything.

he's really dense when it comes to romance as i've mentioned before.

"luca i love you !"

"awww i love you too" :)

obviously he uses pog wayyyy too much.

literal sunshine. the classes are gloomy without him.

idk he has this friendly ( golden retriever ) aura that just makes everyone love him. you can't hate him, it's impossible.

doesn't like maths. has skipped loads of math classes lmfao.

buys ppl lunch wayyy too often, like sir i know your rich but please. that money could've been spent on c6 kazuha vdjsj-

MYSTA RIAS ! ☆

he's wild. ofc he is, he's mysta snjskdk-

epic prankster. literally his brain is so big when it comes to pulling pranks it's kinda concerning ngl.

obviously all of that big brain energy shrinks when it comes to maths.

but he's a pretty average student too.

according to mysta "it shouldn't exist since calculators are a thing".

i feel like ppl don't realize he's actually about to graduate because of how he acts sometimes ( º _ º )

but he's surprising mature when it comes to group projects. like sir where's the screaming child that we all love?

man's got drip.

mysta the type of person to leave class the slowest and then miss out on lunch and be like "AYO WTF?!?"

he needs to stop chugging down literally every fucking energy drink.

so about the pranks i mentioned earlier, yeah he's never been caught.

he writes and doodles random ass stuff on his notebooks.

"hey mysta ! can i borrow your notes ?"

"sure !" :)

and then there will be a terribly drawn dog on the pages hyusjs-

it's cute tho <3

mysta fucking rias also needs to sleep because holy this bottom does not get a wink of sleep.

oh and yes, he sometimes listens to literally the most weird music in existence.

one time his earphones got unplugged and oh boy.

© KYORIIS 2022

[hooterhorror]

Hello lovely!!

I was wondering if I could request some headcannons! I’ve been meaning to reach out to you because your writing is splendid and you’re on my blog a lot too!! Could I request some soft Billy Lenz with his s/o hcs?

I hope you’re having a wonderful day! ♥︎♥︎

- @slasherb1tch

OMG AHAJDJSHS I really did spend a hell of a lot of time on ur blog huh 😭 and TYSM!!! you're literally so sweet <333 that means sm coming from a blog I admire!!! I hope this is good ❤️

Billy Lenz soft headcanons.

format: headcanons... ofc.

warnings: none! but not fully proofread and it's 6am as I start this lol

taglist: n/a

To start this off I have to say: Billy may act in a certain way, but he is totally inexperienced relationship wise. He's overjoyed to be with you, don't get me wrong! He just needs a few days to settle.

By now you've already shown him an incredible amount of patience. You and he had liked each other and had something undefined, but he wasn't catching any of your very blatant "hints" and went wide eyed when you'd compliment him or etc.

It's all very new, but I assure you when he's fully able to comprehend what you both have now, you're going to be showered in his affection!

He also expects to be showered in yours too <3

He does have limits though. Sometimes touching him is off the table. He doesn't even want to hug you, but he'll sit on the couch or in bed with you and just.... Soak in your presence.

I think you and Billy spend most of your time cuddling. Sometimes he can't stay off you and just clings to you like a koala bear-

just you and him on the couch, and him nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck.

Bonus points if you're ticklish and giggle at this. It's likely to spur on him doing it more to get you to laugh, or even end in a full tickle fight.

He's definitely ticklish too. It's kinda cute when he curls into a ball and screeches as he attempts to protect himself from your attack-

He's both protective and possessive to certain extents

You're just so wonderful to him! And he's insecure, but he doesn't really know that

All he knows is that his chest gets tight and he feels queasy when you have guests over, or you bring up that you had gotten hit on while you were out of the house

if this was Brahms, he'd throw a fit.

But it isn't. Billy is still upset and can be pretty emotional and chaotic, but he isn't about to destroy things

"You aren't going to... leave billy, are you?"

Maybe you're not so surprised by the change in Billy's mood, by now you're probably used to it even-

Just take his face in your hands and tell him you're his. You're never going to leave because you love him

He'll grab onto your wrists and kiss the palms of your hands. All he can do is nod at your words.

If you've had a rough day or some form of chronic illness/pain, Billy would be very willing to try and massage your pain away

or kiss it better!

it's silly and even he probably knows it doesn't work, but it's so sweet that you can't help but smile :(

"Do you feel better? need more kisses from billy?"

But now if he gets banged up in the attic or anywhere around the house, he needs immediate kisses! Help y/n, he's gonna die!! Kiss him rn!!!

If you happen to show affection via biting like some people do (or maybe you just have urges to bite people) Billy would be very receptive. Confused, but as long as you don't bite hard he's ok <3

"....What are you doing?"

Just don't catch him off guard with it. He'll probably complain then

Play with his hair. Do it.

it instantly puts him to sleep omfg....

I also feel like a cherished gesture of his is back kisses.... Whether he's kissing your back or you're kissing his, he loves it. It's tender and either of you say a word.

He does it when he spoons you and wants you to do the same 🥺

Totally loves any pets you have. Verye energetic and keeps trying to get your dog to howl. Or cradles your cat like a baby and baby talks it

Have any snakes or insects? Oh my god he's gonna be so intrigued. infodump on him, he loves it

have like a... lizard or something? yeah that mf is gonna ride billy around the house on his head. If it's small, anyways.

Paint his nails <3

somehow, I feel like Billy is an underrated character. I see plenty of content for him, but a lot of it is purely smutty. We need more soft Billy!

[allisonlol]

hii! may i ask one thing, if its not too much of a bother?? if is, feel free to ignore me and this ask!

the question im curious about is if you write for bungou stray dogs poe?? if so, can i request overall relationship headcanons with him? again, if not is totally okay! take care s2

a/n: not a bother at all, ofc i can write for him !! (•◡•) take care too x

@strawberrypoegar this is the same as your request so, here u go as well !!

warnings: ONE itty bitty nsfw mention, otherwise this is all fluff!

Dating Poe HC’s

poe had absolutely ZERO experience with relationships before u came along

so at first it may be a bit awkward on his end

dw tho, he'll get more used to it over time !!

he is such a sweetheart to you omg

for dates, the two of you go to bookstores a lot

you pick out some mystery novels you'll think he will like, and in return he picks out books from your favorite genre for you to read

cafe's are also frequent date spots !! or basically anywhere that's relatively quiet and not crowded 😭

you introduce poe to your friends and while he is a bit shy, they all adore him

poe then introduces you to...karl 😅

karl LOVES YOU and always tries to climb onto your shoulder, which makes poe really happy

definitely writes you into one of his stories omg <3

speaking of his stories, you also help out with proofreading his writings once they're finished

he gets so excited to show them to you...its adorable

compliment him on his skills and he'll get all flustered

i feel like poe's love language is quality time so, the two of you are always near each other even if working on completely different things

your presence just...calms him and he really appreciates it

im begging you. pls give this man impromptu kisses because he'll get so nervous and shy

you also like to sneak up on him for surprise hugs and whenever you do, his face gets all red and flustered

his kisses are so soft and gentle omgg <3 he treats you very delicately because he'd never want to hurt you in any way

(yes, this behavior extends into nsfw times as well,,,he's very considerate)

i feel like poe is super good at cooking too ?? so he always makes food for you and teaches you different recipes

the two of you will always bake cookies & brew tea together at 3am 😭 really cute tho

overall poe is just so loving and sweet to you, and all he asks is that you are the same in return <3

a/n: ty for this request, it was adorable !! posting this from my phone so if there's any formatting issues, that's why

Thank you!