#both of them are extremly gorgeous

[jiminiecrickets]

Seven days a week couple oc getting hit on in a club and jk being extremly jealous drabble

nsfw for oral (reader receiving), public sex

"hey, handsome."

you nearly crash into someone, grip tightening on two drinks you're carrying back from the bar. you release a soft sigh of relief when the liquid in them settles. "hi. excuse me, please."

you weave around the young man, hastening your step. you don't get far before he steps in front of you again, grinning up at you with hungry eyes.

"where are you off to in such a hurry? c'mon, let's chat a while. my name's hyungbae."

"i am off to see my boyfriend," you say particularly, glancing over the heads of the crowds. you can't find him anywhere and he's not at the table you left him at – shit. he's probably in the bathroom.

"oh, really? which one is he? i wanna congratulate him – he must be gorgeous to catch someone like you."

"he is very beautiful," you agree, trying to edge your way around him. he follows, though, and it's too crowded to simply run off. you can't be bothered to be any sort of polite for this stranger. he doesn't deserve it. you play dumb. "long hair, nice arms, great ass. oh, and those thighs are just amazing when they're up on my shoulders – i would fuck him 'til my hips fracture."

he blinks, a little taken aback by your crass words and airy voice. still, he perseveres, which is more than you can say of other people. "are you sure you don't want to try something different? hey, five minutes in that alley outside together, maybe you'll be a little more interested."

you chuckle. "five minutes? that's a little sad." you stop next to the empty table you once occupied with jungkook. "i'm flattered, but i'm really not interested. i am perfectly happy with my partner and wouldn't throw him away for anything – especially not a five-minute handy."

"that wasn't the plan, handsome. people often change their minds after i use my mouth," he says slyly.

"hey, baby. this asshole bothering you?"

both of you turn as jungkook approaches, his face dark with simmering anger. he hooks his finger in your belt loop, staring hyungbae down. you smile at him, pressing your lips to his temple. he doesn't tear his eyes away, but leans into your touch.

"yes," you say pleasantly, and the man's eyes widen incredulously. "i told him i had a loving partner, but he still followed me all the way from the bar and won't stop asking me to let him suck my dick."

if possible, his expression darkens even further, his jaw working as his molars grind. his eyes narrow. jungkook leans in and fixes him with a dangerous glare.

"you think you can bother my boyfriend by telling him how miserable you are?" he growls. "do you have no respect for yourself? you don't even get paid for it, yet you go around begging randos to stick their dicks in your mouth for five measly minutes! shit, man, this was the most pathetic attempt at trying to fuck my boyfriend i've ever seen, and i've seen many. usually, i go on the normal spiel of 'he's mine, back the hell up', but you don't even deserve that. fuck off, cocksucker, before i knock out your damn teeth."

he glares as the man scampers off, stumbling over his own feet. he harrumphs and takes a seat in your lap, as you had taken a spot at the table while he shouted. you smile gently and wrap your arm around his tiny waist, lifting the glass to your lips. "i'm so proud of you, sweetheart. you didn't shove or punch him once."

"i was about to," he growls, his arms folded across his chest. you can feel his heart thudding in his chest – he was really riled up. "motherfucker... i bet he doesn't even give good head. i'm much better at it."

you hum, soothing him by rubbing his hip and hooking your chin over his shoulder. "that's right. you do."

he shifts on your lap, lifting his chin as he glares daggers into the man's head. he's off standing in a corner, glancing back at jungkook every so often before rapidly whipping his head back around. "mhm... fuck, i'm so sick of people coming onto you the moment i disappear for one second. can you wear a mask next time we go out, or something? your good looks and lovely disposition are like a siren song to these assholes."

"if you want me to." you kiss his neck. "relax, love. you protected me so well tonight. you don't need to burn up like a firecracker anymore."

he huffs, leaning back against your chest. "sorry... i can't really help it. i'm just so – ugh, y'know?"

you tuck his hair back into his ponytail, smoothing it down. "it's okay, baby. i understand."

you glance back at hyungbae and get an idea.

"so, sweetheart... you said you were good with your mouth?"

"yeah." he glances back at you, arching an eyebrow. "what are you thinking about...?"

you give him a secret, filthy grin and glide your hand down his stomach to his bulge, making him jump and gasp, gripping your arms. "well, it's quite dark in here, and you're wearing black from head to toe. nobody would see you in the shadows."

he moans softly, nibbling on his lower lip. his eyes glitter mischievously. "oh, you're bad... so bad."

you kiss his cheek and he laughs softly. "are you telling me that you're not interested?"

your hand lifts from the front of his leather pants. he grabs your wrist and puts it back. "never said that. just that you're a very bad influence on me."

he tilts your face towards his and drops a deep kiss on your lips. he slides down your body, settling himself between your thighs and staring up at you with a grin under the table.

you lean back, glancing around, and run your hand over his curls, resting your palm on his ponytail. the other hand lifts your glass to your lips as he takes you eagerly into his mouth.

"hi there. are you drinking alone tonight?"

with a smile, you set down your glass and tilt your head towards the other glass of alcohol, which has sat untouched until now. "not at all. my boyfriend's here with me right now."

"oh, uh... right now? where is he?"

you grip jungkook's ponytail and pull him down on your cock. you smirk. "under the table."

[angeliqkssxs]

꒰ character(s) . . . ꒱ abigail jones

꒰ info . . . ꒱ 3.4k word count, black reader, dialogue heavy, friends to lovers (eventually), explicit language

꒰ scenario . . . ꒱ you meet her again after 2 years

꒰ flo's notes . . . ꒱ wrote in lowercase bc i like the way it looks, sorry if it bothers anyone ! tried my best !! hope i did her justice, she's so cool..!

꒰ parts. . . ꒱ 1 2

whoever said money couldn't buy happiness was entirely wrong. 

okay yeah, happiness was the feeling of sun-kissed skin on a beach—or the giddy feeling of a sweet treat after a long day, whatever. 

for you however, it was the person that stood in-front of you grinning wildly, abigail jones, but everyone just called her abby. 

happiness made up a short statured woman. her short cropped hair that looked both silky and fluffy, similar to a cloud. a gorgeous bright smile that you’re afraid you’d been staring at for far too long now. and her eyes, on the teetering edge of dark, but there was always a hint of light to be found in them—that or it’s your clear infatuation talking. you two had met once before, when she was on a business trip. it was an almost instant connection, one that you’re grateful for everyday. you soon had to part ways unfortunately and it had been two years since then. 

you had been struggling a bit financially, which did not allow you to see each other for those long, and in your opinion, grueling years. and it’s not like abby didn’t offer to come see you or pay for a flight, but you were stubborn and hated accepting or asking for help. so, you had worked extremly hard, it paid off seeing as you were successful in starting your dream business. you had always wanted to open a library that dueled as a cafe and you had done it. after celebrating with friends and family at home, you had enough to travel the world, and your first stop was her. so yes, money got you a flight to abby, and that was worth more than anything in this world to you. 

abby ushered you in, grin never leaving her face as you both enthusiastically chatted. unassumingly strong arms wrapped around you in a hug as the door shut behind you. warmth radiated from her arms, causing you to feel like this was a gift from the stars for this opportunity. you see, you had developed a crush on your friend quite easily. how could you not when she was who she was? loud boisterous laughter, words full of bluntness and charm. and she never, ever made you feel insecure or silly about something you said or did. of course you fell and you fell hard, but you would not, under any circumstances allow this development to ruin what you two had. so, you just melted into the hug before pulling away, matching her wide grin with a smile of your own. 

showing you around, she leads you to the kitchen where she leans against the counter, watching as you rummage through her fridge and pantry. you were always a huge foodie, and it was intriguing to watch you in action. well, she’d watch you do anything, not that she’d say that to you anytime soon. or ever her mind supplied unhelpfully, fully convinced she had no chance with someone like you. not when you had so many more options than her. shaking her head to clear her thoughts, watching as you bound up to her, arms full of snacks. at first glance she could see two bags of chips, popcorn (when did you warm that up?), two sodas, and a few candy bars you somehow located. abby snorted as you finally stopped in front of her, showing off your finds. “how many minutes was that?" you blink up at her, tilting your head in curiosity. a habit of yours she finds quite endearing. 

she glances over at the clock by the door before back at you, lips quirked up in an amused smirk. “just barley 6 minutes, i’m impressed bun.”

bun that nickname never failed to make your stomach flutter. it stemmed from your love of eating carrots, going as far as considering them a snack. abby picked up on it quite quickly, and it stuck. bun, her bun you thought wishfully. she was the only one allowed to call you that. one of your friends overheard you both talking on the phone once and later tried to use it on you. but it made your face sour, your friend quickly apologized seeing your expression, and from then on it was an unspoken rule. 

“i am just a master at locating the best snacks at anytime.” came your playful response, tongue peaching out from surprisingly sharp teeth. abby just huffed out a laugh and guided you to her game room, where you set down all your ‘treasures’ on the table. making yourself comfortable, you flopped down on the couch, picking-up a controller as abby set the gaming system up. plopping down on the cushioned seats right next to you. if you both noted the proximity was a little closer than casual, neither of you said anything.

confidence and cockiness oozed out of your voice, “i’m going to destroy you in any game we play.” abby raised a brow at you before shaking her head in disagreement, taking her own controller. “in your dreams, loser. you may play games all the time, but this is my domain.” you snorted at the corny sentence but replied to abby anyway, which a sarcastic whatever you say, leaving your mouth.

abby leans back in her seat as she browses through her game library. “so what game am i going to beat you in first?" you turn and give her an incredulous look “mario kart, of course.” she scrolls through the games until she finds mario kart, rolling her eyes at your words. “i’ll definitely remember this when you’re being a sore loser abby.” you tease playfully, sitting up in your seat properly as the theme music plays. your arms brushes hers in the process and you both ignore the tingles that course through warmed arms and fidgety hands. 

“yeah yeah whatever stink bug.” she rolls her eyes pushing your shoulder playfully before starting up the game. you smile at the playful push, leaning back into her hand to push her back. using the excuse of the playful atmosphere for fleeting touches. 

you laugh as the game starts, leaning forward to focus and owning up to your words. “i need to come up with more nicknames for you, but how would i compare to stink bug?” concentrating on the race, she glances at you briefly, an amused glint in her eye. “yeah yeah, as if you could up with any good ones.”

“how about capybara, sticking with the animal themes? you know you kind of look like one.” you tease her, trying to distract her from the game.

the comparison caused her to swerve a bit glaring at the tv. "I DO NOT!!” she was in no way similar to that damn animal, albeit very cute. “call me that and they won't be able to find the body.”

“someone needs to be put down.“

you continue to tease her, not afraid of what she was going to do. despite how scary she could be at times, ie: her line of work, you knew she would never hurt you intentionally. she nearly threw her controller causing her to drop to last place in the race, she always had a bit quick of a temper, which you clearly were using to your advantage. “you little shit. thinking your goofy ass is so funny" 

getting an idea, she shoved you off the couch, picking up her controller from where it nearly slipped out her grasp and tried to catch back up before you got yourself together. you yelp as you were shoved off the couch, struggling to get back up. “no fair!" you laugh, sitting back up and leaning into abby to throw her off as you continue the race.

“hypocrite.” snarking playfully, abby’s lips quirked up in a smile. abby racks her brain as she tries to think of what would distract you. maybe a dumb joke? 

“hey bun, why do you smear peanut butter in the road?"

you think for a second about the answer to the joke, giving up after a few seconds,

“i don’t know, why would you?"

it was so dumb it made the brunette snicker a bit trying to get it out. “to go with t-the traffic jam." you can't help but laugh at the dumb joke, especially coming from abigail. “that was awful" you shake your head, accidentally drifting the wrong way, “shit.”

she smirks triumphantly, almost finished with the final lap at this point. “it was but it worked did it not?”

“you suck, thats not fair" you nudged her, trying to make her fumble the controller as a last resort. “you’re just saying that because I'm about to w—" she was caught off guard by the nudge, the controller slipping slightly messing up her pace. 

she frowned angrily trying to get back on track. “you slick fucker!” 

“sorry what were you saying there?" you poke fun at her as she fumbles the controller, pulling ahead of her in the race. 

you jump up as you finish in first, “eat my dust, buttmuncher!” you cheer excitedly at the win. abby came in a close second, noise of frustration leaving her lips. “you’re such a cheat, i would've won otherwise." abby threw her controller and turns, narrowing her eyes at you. for a second, you pause putting the controller down and setting your hands on your hips. “you cheated too!" you accuse back. 

she pointed at you suspiciously. "ONLY BECAUSE YOU DID!” causing you to roll your eyes playfully, “you pushed me first, might i remind you” insisting on putting the blame on abby when you know you were the one who started it.  giggling, you flop back on the couch next to her, using it as an excuse to get a little closer. huffing, abby picked up her discarded controller looking for another game whilst taking a swig from her soda.  

“whatever you say, what do you want to play next?” you pouted a bit at her uncaring response, but picked your controller back up as well, “hm…what other games do you have?” you glanced over at the screen curiously. taking note of the small pout abby’s eyebrows furrowed, but ultimately didn't know what to do so she stayed silent about it. in her mind she was thinking of how soft your lips look, or how they would feel on hers, which she quickly pushed aside and focused on what you were saying. 

“mm, have some first person shooters, other racing games, shit like cooking mama. whatever you want really, did you want to race again?"

“only if you want to lose" you smiled, looking through the game options. “you wanna play something where we can be on the same team? i don’t think I have the energy to be pushed over again" you joke. 

“you cheated your ass to first place don't even." she scoffed and crossed her arms. humming as she pondered the question, a small snort escaped her lips at the joke. “your energy never seems to run out but whatever you dork. splatoon works for me."

“you’re right, i’m just secretly afraid of you killing me if i win again" you continue to make jokes, nodding in agreement at the choice of game. abby lets out a silent laugh, picking splatoon. “i would never, have you played before?"

“good to know, thanks" you huff and lean against the back wall of the couch and covering your legs with a spare blanket. “i’ve seen other people play it, but i’ve never played it myself.” admitting bashfully, you notice abby’s proximity to you and it makes you skin feel a little warm.

“it’s easy to grasp, we can do the tutorial first."

“to hell with the tutorial, i’ll figure it out"

abby thoroughly enjoyed spending time with you. though, she’d never be caught saying it out loud, at least for now. 

“fine but if our team loses because of you, i’m going to kick your ass into oblivion." skipping past the tutorial, she throws a pointed glare your way. “awehh, come on, have some faith in me I've got this!” you prepare for the game, learning as you go. “yeah yeah alright." she moves to the ground, resting her head on the couch’s edge. Being good enough at the game she could sort of relax while you improved as time went on.

they play the game for a while, doing pretty good despite it being your first time. after a while you put down your controller, laying on your stomach and wrapping your arms around abby’s neck from the top of the couch and burying your face in her hair, “i’m bored" you complain, inhaling the orangey scent of the conditioner in her hair. she grunts at the unexpected touch, tossing the controller away seeing as there was no use in playing anymore. “well, what do you usually do. i can't suggest anything because i either train, sleep, study, or cook."

they reach their hands up to mindlessly play with the hair on the nape of her neck, “you know me, i just usually play video games, but i wanna do something you usually do! I can help you cook something.” you insist, wanting to get closer to abby. wanting to experience what she does so you can understand her deeper, more intimately. abby leaned into the touch, closing her eyes. she never lets anyone get this close anymore, it's a nice feeling. “alright, i’ve been dying to make some spicy curry anyways."

you notice abby leaning into the touch a bit, smiling since she seemed so comfortable around her despite the time spent apart. you really admired her and it showed in gazes you thought were concealed. but abby always noticed them, and it made her hopeful. 

“come on then," she insisted, sitting up and jumping off the bed, excited to go make food with you. you loved to eat and she loved to cook. we fit together perfectly. atleast she could agree with herself on that. “what are you waiting for silly?”

frowning at the fact you had to get up, you just sighed and stretched before standing up. ”i’m coming i’m coming.” you made your way to abby, staying close but not to the point you were touching. “let’s go!”

stepping into the kitchen once again, abby began to give out orders, “grab the rice, potatoes, and whatever meat you want, i’ll grab the spices and utensils." she made his way into the pantry mapping out the plan in her head. you nodded, going to the fridge to complete the mission of gathering ingredients. after procuring everything, you put it all on the counter in front of abby. “what's next chef?"

abby hummed approvingly, nodding at the rice and potatoes. “wash both, peel the potatoes then cut. i’ll be preparing the broth" she turned to work on her portion of the dish before pausing, “hey bun, what's your spice tolerance ?" you raise an eyebrow at the question, pausing your potato cutting. “i’m very concerned and also curious as to why you’re asking. do you want a degree?" you stick your tongue out at her playfully. abby mimicked you, she liked to use ridiculously hot spices and flavors. whatever, at least it tastes good regardless of spice.

you laugh, continuing your work of peeling potatoes diligently. “i don’t think i’m that good with spice as you, but i trust you.” abby let a small smile grace her face as she heard your words. i trust you playing on loop in her mind. she changed some of the spices she was using just to make it more tolerable for you. soon after, she finished with the broth, and moved onto the meat. you also finish up with your task and ask abby for your next instructions obediently. “put them both in the base and turn it on" she pointed to the pot she just finished working with and the vegetables you peeled and cut. you did as told, carefully adding in the ingredients and turning on the stove. you didn’t want to mess anything up since abby always raved about how picky she was with her food. 

abby checked behind you, nodding as it was done correctly. “not half bad carrot muncher.” abby took time to cook up the meat adding it to the pot after making sure it was cooked enough before mixing it in, closing the pot’s lid, she let it simmer. “thank you, “and hey!!! not too much on me.” you accepted the praise proudly, hands on your hips. as they waited you sat up on the counter, ignoring the scolding you always got saying that it was dirty when she witnessed you do it on call. 

“gigi,” you said after a while of silence,  “your new nickname.” crossing her arms, she leaned against the counter studying you while they waited for the food to get done. she nodded her head in approval at the nickname she flashed a smile at you. “it’s nice." she agreed, causing you to smile proudly at the new name, “gigi. i like it too.”

“you know…”she paused mulling over her words, ”…i enjoy this. i appreciate your company, i mean." they had talked quite often, keeping in contact for these two years. but it was different. you were here, in her kitchen. you were cooking with her, laughing with her, for gods sake, she could touch you, hold you in her arms. it just, everything felt right and she didn’t know how to feel about it. it’s not often others would stick around for reasons other than her job. she knew that and despite how many times she denied it for her own sake, loved you.

“aweehhhh," you cooed at abby’s kind words, reaching over to grab her shoulders and pull her close enough to wrap your arms around her for a hug. “i enjoy spending time with you too, gigi” 

“is the food almost done? i’m starrvvinngg…” you whined, burying your head in her neck. ignoring the way your heart sped up at both the contact and the proximity. abby took a deep breath and let her hands rest on your waist loosely. tightening her grip on your waist slightly, he mumbled out “should be like 8 more minutes actually."

you couldn’t help but smile when abby indulged in the hug, “hmm i can wait,” you mumble comfortably, basking in the ambiguous intimacy of this moment. “are we going to my room after we eat or do you want to do something else?" they seemed to melt into each other's arms, physically feeling the moment they both let their guards down. you were comfortable, and was pretty sure abby felt the same. 

“hm…your room if that’s okay" you mumbled into her neck, eyes lightly shut. the truth was you just wanted to spend more time with abby, and you figured relaxing in her room was a good place to do that, somewhere where abby didn't have to think about anyone else but you. she did that anyway, not that you knew of course. “mm that's fine." she replied, feeling dizzy off the feeling of you in her arms. squeezing you tightly once more, she pulled back reluctantly—not wanting to, but she had to check on the food.

“let me go check the food darlin’.” the nickname slipped out but she couldn't bring himself to care, not when she had you here like this. you hum at the light squeeze, excited that they were going to continue hanging out. you slid yours hands off abby as as stepped away, silently mourning the way they held each other. you knew she had to check the food, but you could have stayed there forever, despite your hunger. your face burns with heat at the nickname, brown skin flushing shyly. you expected bun, loser, maybe even dork, so something as...affectionate as darlin’ really threw you off. you couldn't complain though, barely able to hide a timid smile. abby did a taste test of the food, which was amazing obviously. she nodded in approval at their efforts, you did a fantastic job. 

abby pulled out the appropriate dishes to place the curry and rice in. after giving them both equal sized portions, she grabbed the utensils to boot. glancing over to see you smiling, she raised a brow as she approached with the meal. “what’s got you smiling over there?” you jumped off the counter when she started heading over with the food, smile growing at the question. “darlin’” you quoted her, reaching out to hands to take the offered bowl, “i think that's the sweetest name you've ever called me. ’s cute.”

tbc :)

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angel | kuroo tetsurou

summary: the only thing that came to mind when you heard the word angel, was your crushes ex girlfriend. so what do you do when suddenly you’re the angel or how a book can bring two people together

pairing: college!kuroo tetsurou x fem!reader

genre: smut, a lotta plot tho, basically pwp

word count: 7.9k

warnings: dom!kuroo, fingering, oral fem! receiving, praise, both being extremly needy, it’s not really kinky, slight breeding kink tho, a few spanks, vaginal penetration

authors note: pls don’t even ask about the book thing, this entire thing is based of one of my dreams and i had no idea why the book appeared, but it did and i didn’t wanna leave it out soooo, ye<3 here’s a link to my masterlist

you sighed, as you continued typing your essay. maybe coming to the coffee shop was not the best idea you had, since it was friday and apparently every college student on campus decided it was coffee time after their lecture, but you didn’t expect it to be so overflown with people.

sitting at the far back, you realized that you were not going to get any work done with how loud everyone around you was being, so you just sat back and observed the people around you, while drinking the cheap coffee you ordered earlier. observing and analyzing the behavior of those around you always came natural to you. some guy watching his girlfriend as she was deciding what to order, even though she was taking way too long, with love. a friend group of a few pretty girls walking past a table full of sexist pigs who thought the only way to get their attention was by whistling after them as if they were dogs.  and your crush looking at you.

wait.

huh?

quickly averting your eyes back to your laptop, you could feel your heart rate pick up to an unnatural speed. pretending to suddenly be terribly busy with drinking coffee, a million thoughts ran through your head. you were quite positive that you’ve seen his girlfriend sitting right next to him, so why was he staring so intensely at you?

it’s not as if you never talked. kuroo tetsurou was easily the most interesting person you have ever had the pleasure of having intellectual conversations with. you were taking some business classes in your third semester, since you thought they would be of value for your future. that’s where you met him. kuroo sat next to you since the first day of the lecture but you were way too intimidated by his attractiveness to start the first real conversation beyond greetings, so when the opportunity had arisen, you snatched it right away.

after one of the lectures, he left his phone on the desk and since he was already gone, you took it and hurried after him. just as he was leaving through the huge main doors of your university, you caught up to him and grabbed his arm. embarrassingly, not being the most athletic made you look like a creep as kuroo directed his confused stare at your form, hunched over, breathing hard but still latching onto his arm.

“uh, hi? y/n, right?”, the tall boys’ confusion lightly seeped into his questioning tone as his eyes moved between you and the hand you used to hold him back from walking further.

taking one last deep breath, you forced yourself to stand up right and look into his eyes, but oh, what mistake that was. funnily enough, you never actually looked directly into his eyes, so you didn’t expect to suddenly have to divert all your focus on trying to keep the gasp, you wanted to let out, in your throat. in your memories, from the milliseconds you had the courage to look into his eyes when he greeted you, his eyes were brown but all at once you were confronted with the most beautiful hazel eyes you have ever seen.

as a consequence of having to put all your mental capacity on not gasping out loud or even worse, admitting how attractive he was, the words that came out of your mouth only furthered your embarrassment.

“you. phone. lecture. forgot”, you stumbled over your words as if that were your first attempt at communicating.

feeling your already hot face burn brighter as tetsurous confusion further solidified on his handsome face, you only hoped he thought the running was responsible for you looking like a sweaty mess.

you forced yourself to let out a short laugh as you broke eye contact to gain back your composure. “sorry, I didn’t expect the running to get to me that bad. maybe lev is right, I should try some aerobics with him”, starting to mumble towards the end, you shook your head. “anyway, you forgot your phone on the table in our lecture just now. i didn’t want to hold onto it till thursday and didn’t know where else to find you, so i ran after you. m’ sorry if I kinda freaked you out”, you quickly added while holding out his phone to him.

as you never really talked to the tall man before, your head snapped up to look at him when you heard his deep chuckle. was there something that’s not attractive about this man?

taking the phone from your hands, you were finally able to experience the first full sentence kuroo tetsurou ever directed at you. “well, thanks. i definitely didn’t wanna be without a phone two whole days, so i appreciate you running after me with such determination”, he remarked, as he observed how out of breath you still were, grinning.

“oh god, you know, never doing anything nice for you ever again sounds good right about now”, you groaned, lifting a hand in front of your face to stop him from studying your slightly damp face.

nothing on this green-blue-brown floating rock in space that is also known as the earth, could have prepared you for what you were witnessing next. with your mouth slightly ajar, you looked at tetsurou as he leaned over, clutching his stomach, while letting out the funniest laugh you have ever heard in your life.

in your mind, you saw a quick flash of a scene from ‘the lion king’, in which one of the hyenas was laughing exactly like that. you briefly wondered whether kuroo was influenced by that scene as a kid before you couldn’t keep your laugh in anymore after the initial shock subdued.

“my apologies, the situation was just way too perfect for me to not tease you. i’d be honored if you’d grace me with your kindness again, my highness”, he slightly bowed while, once again, flashing you that sly smirk that made you wanna punch and make out with him at the same time.

you tried to match his energy as best as you could with your head jumbled from the proximity to the man you have been sitting next to every tuesday and thursday from 10 a.m. to 12 p.m., but looking back at the interaction, you couldn’t wrap your head around tetsurou wanting to continue talking to you after that conversation.

“i’ll consider it, peasant.”

after that, you and your smart seatmate talked a lot more. you found out that he was majoring in sports management and minoring in chemistry even though it was so different from management, just because he liked it. lev, your best friend at college since the first day when he didn’t see you from his 6’5” point of view and knocked you over as you were looking at the menu in the very coffee shop you were currently sitting in, turned out to be one of kuroo’s old friends from high school. which let you to find out the most unfortunate information about kuroo tetsurou thus far.

as you were walking to your next lecture with the dark-haired man, lev joined in with a tall, blonde, and gorgeous woman by his side. you immediately recognized alisa, lev’s sister. even though the silver-haired boy was ginormous, he couldn’t hold his liquor very well, which resulted in you having to drag the giraffe of a human home after a party quite a few times. there, you met alisa.

wanting to go in for a hug with the beautiful blonde, you froze at once as you tried to process what you were seeing. tetsurou had an arm wrapped around her petite waist, the other one placed on her sharp jaw, as he softly pecked her lips.

lev excitedly started telling you about a new side job he got as a model and while you supported him with your whole heart and were genuinely proud of him for landing that job, you could only zero in on the sight in front of you. your eyes hyper focused on the way his large hands were gently grabbing her waist, your ears on the soft ‘how was your day?’ and flirty ‘better, now that you’re here’ exchanged.

putting on your best poker face and directing your attention to the excited titan beside you, your own reaction startled you. even more surprising was who you were jealous of. you did have a small crush on alisa at the start, who wouldn’t? she’s tall, beautiful, fun, loving, caring, alas she was way too similar to lev to develop a full-on crush on her. then, it dawned on you, that the one you were jealous of, was not tetsurou, but in fact, alisa.

of course, you thought your seatmate was attractive from the first moment you saw him, but how you managed to develop a crush on him without even realizing it, was beyond you. ugly, jealous thoughts made their way into your head about one of the most loveable people you met. those disgusting thoughts slithered their hands around your throat, trying to suffocate you and so you buried that small crush in the back of your mind.

after that encounter you kept your distance to the handsome male. it was better for you, your sanity and everyone involved. in no way were you ever going to go between a loving relationship because of your own selfish feelings.

for crying out loud, you didn’t even know kuroo that well while alisa was like a sister to you. however, you weren’t able to tune out the insecure voices in your head. of course, he liked tall, model-like women who resembled angels not only physically but also with their personality. who were you to compare yourself to her? not even you yourself liked who you were, so why would one of the most attractive guys you ever saw?

you deserved someone good, but alisa deserved the world, so you just wished that tetsurou was the best for her.

and while kuroo tetsurou was a lot of things, he wasn’t ignorant, so when you decided to sit down in another seat in the lecture a few times or made up some excuses as to why he couldn’t walk with you to your next seminar, he knew something was wrong.

which brings you back to right now, with you staring at your laptop, hoping that the boy you’ve been trying to avoid wouldn’t come over to check on you. alas, your luck was apparently all spent, because you could see a tall, dark figure drop themselves on the bench in front of you.

“y/n.”

at the low tone of his voice calling your name, you lifted your gaze from your laptop to look at the boy you were trying to stay clear of.

“hmm? oh, hey tetsurou. didn’t see you there.” bullshit, he thought.

“yeah, ’m here with alisa. just a quick break before she has her next lecture.” while saying that, kuroo focused on your expression, trying to gauge your emotions and maybe get a hint on why you were actively keeping him at arm’s length.

after taking a swift look in the direction the happy couple was sitting just a few minutes ago, you nodded and kept your eyes on your coffee.

“that’s nice, you should probably go back now though. don’t want you to waste precious date time”, you said cheerfully, but weren’t able to keep out the slightly bitter tone out of your voice. that’s exactly why you were trying to stay away from him. the sight of the merry couple only fueled your toxic thoughts about two people you cherished and even though you wished for them to be happy together, the insecurities deep inside you wouldn’t let you.

seeing the slight change in your voice and expression, kuroo cocked his head to the side. did he say the wrong thing?

“she’s already leaving, so i decided to catch up with you for a bit.”

fantastic.

“well,” you remarked while closing your laptop and starting to pack your things, “I also need to get going, was nice seeing you though.”

“i’ll walk you”, was in fact not what you wanted to hear. but the universe hated you for some reason. you looked back at him and waved your hand dismissingly, trying to speedily think of a reason why he couldn’t accompany you: “uh, you see, i, uh... i’m visiting my parents this weekend, so i’ll just take the train. ’m not going back to the dorms.”

even if kuroo would have been stupid and oblivious, which he was not, your hurried attempt at getting rid of him just confirmed all his suspicions. but the ex-captain wasn’t going to let you run away from him so easily.

“no problem, i’ll walk you to the train station. the field i practice volleyball in with lev and a few others is nearby. ‘was gonna head there anyway, let’s go.” this time, he didn’t let you enough time to object, so you were stuck grabbing your things and following him, regardless of what you wanted.

to your surprise, kuroo didn’t say a thing on the way to the train station. you expected him to force you into a whole debate about whether pluto was a planet or not, but he just stayed silent. was that a bit of your luck shining through, or was he angry?

not wanting to push your luck any longer, you stayed silent as well, as you waited for your train at the designated platform. guess you had to make a surprise visit to your hometown because of your little lie, but maybe that was exactly what you needed. some time away to clear your head.

but just as you got excited for the spontaneous trip, kuroo finally dropped what has been on his mind the whole walk or rather, the whole three weeks you’ve been running away from him as if he was on fire and you couldn’t wait to get away from him as far as possible.

“y/n. why are you avoiding me?”, he questioned, looking at the rails ahead, instead of you.

“w-what? i’m not, why would you think that?”, you quickly sputtered out, hardly able to convince yourself of your own lies.

tetsurou gave you a look of complete skepticism, quickly shutting down your protests. “don’t play dumb with me, ’m not stupid. i know you’re not sitting down way further in the back or running out of the lecture on accident. you’re doing this on purpose. even just a moment ago you didn’t want me to escort you. tell me why.”

luckily, the train arrived just on time, so you quickly hoped on with a fleeting 'see you next week' and hoped he would just assume you didn’t quite catch what he said because of the train.

he didn’t though. he knew that you heard him.

the short spontaneous weekend trip turned into you staying for almost two whole weeks because of a cold, so your mom wouldn’t let you return without someone taking care of you, not knowing you had some big news waiting for you once you got back.

“we broke up.”

wou were currently in the library after returning to campus, trying to catch up on some lectures you missed, when alisa entered. together, you were walking around the english literature section, catching up when she dropped the bomb.

“wait, what? how? when? why? huh? what did he do?”, you asked dumbfounded, feeling bad about your two friends, who were so clearly in love, breaking up. but even more than that, you could feel disgust creep up your spine because deep down you knew you were sickly happy about the fact that kuroo was now single. what a shit fucking friend you were.

“relax”, alisa chuckled. “he didn’t do anything, we just kinda came to the agreement that we don’t love each other the same anymore. i felt like he was always distracted the last weeks we were together, always deep in thought, and i decided to concentrate on my graduation and career as a model. it was a great college relationship and i still care for him, we just… we broke up about a week ago.”

“well, as long as you’re both happy with the decision”, you sighed while picking ‘pride and prejudice’ by jane austen from a bookshelf, not feeling like such a piece of shit for being lowkey happy about it anymore, but you still knew you two would never work. even if the breakup was mutually decided, tetsurou was still her ex.

hearing alisa giggle, you turned your gaze from the book in your hand and wondered: “huh? why are you laughing?” the tall blonde only grinned and continued her way down the aisle. completely confused, you followed her with the book still in hand.

“what the fuck? kinda acting sus not gonna lie.”

“wow, I thought you had better jokes than that y/n”, she teased, sitting down at a nearby table.

breathing out some air out of your nose in mock anger, you sat down beside her, tipping your non-existent fedora. “sorry i’m not up to your comedy standards, m’lady.”

alisa laughed loudly before noticing the book you were still holding, her laughter turning into a knowing grin. once again, you shot her a confused look: “what is it with you today? your mood swings are confusing the shit outta me.”

“you know, that’s like one of tetsu’s favorite books.”

“what? 'pride and prejudice'?”, you inquired, puzzled. why was she telling you this? “are you like, having some post-breakup nostalgia or?”

she laughed once again, waving her manicured hand dismissingly and shaking her head: “it just kinda popped into my head. i never read it, but he once wanted to read it to me. it did not end well; i couldn’t take it seriously and had to laugh the whole time. he just gave up and sulked for the rest of the evening.”

“yep, definitely pbn”. the girl shoved your shoulder slightly while snickering before taking out her laptop and working on something, leaving you alone with your conflicted thoughts.

as fate would have it, you didn’t really talk to kuroo for the last two weeks of lectures. finals were catching up and you had a lot of exams, leaving you with no time to catch up with the tall boy. plus, you were still trying to avoid him. you weren’t about to give into temptation and try your luck with alisa’s ex, which was much easier if said temptation didn’t walk around looking fine directly in front of you.

but with the weekend starting, you agreed to go to a party with the haiba siblings to treat yourself to a break from typing essay after essay. it was obvious that kuroo would also be there and this time, you wouldn’t be able to avoid him. the running had finally caught up to you.

before the party, you decided to go to the library to work on one of your essays, but with how much work there was left, you simply forgot the time. at 10 p.m., your phone rang.

“hello?”

“girl? why aren’t you here yet? and why aren’t you answering our messages? we texted you like a million times”, levs’ questioning voice echoed through the speaker.

quickly checking the time and number of messages you got, you gasped: “oh god, so sorry! i was at the library working on my shitty marketing essay! ’m gonna be right there!”

ending the phone call, you quickly gathered your things and rushed to your dorms. stripping on the way to the bathroom in your one room apartment, you hopped into the shower, feeling as if you were trying to break the world record for the fastest shower known to men.

as you were stepping out of the shower a few minutes later, someone knocked at your door, startling you. did the haiba siblings come to pick you up? with a hasty ‘’m coming’, you hurried to the door in only a towel.

“hey, I just got out of the shower, I just need…” faltering in your sentence, you gripped your towel tighter, trying not to freak out. because there were no alisa and lev in sight. just kuroo tetsurou. while you were standing there. with only a towel on. fuck. “that’s uh… you’re not alisa and lev.”

“er… n-no, no i’m not”, kuroo stuttered out, at least having the decency to avert his eyes to the ceiling, realizing what you had or rather had not on after checking you out. collecting your composure, you shot him a tight-lipped smile and stepped aside to let him in.

“come in, I just need to get dressed and do my makeup. you can wait inside.”

walking past you, the dark-haired man pretended to scratch his head to hide his red ears and quickly surveyed your room. “that’s…”, breaking off his sentence instantly when his voice cracked, he cleared his throat before trying again. “nice room.”

while kuroo tried not to have a mental breakdown and remember what he came here for, you picked up your disregarded clothes from earlier of the floor, being mindful of not to flash the man, and made your way to your wardrobe, chucking in your dirty laundry and scanning your variety of clothes to pick out the most flattering outfit for the party. “uh, yeah, thanks. so, uh, what did you want? ee would’ve seen each other at the party later anyway.”

but there was no answer, making you frown. just as you wanted to turn around, calling his name in confusion, you felt a pair of strong arms wrap themselves around your waist loosely, causing you to choke out his name.

kuroo leaned his head down towards your neck, slowly inhaling the scent of your strawberry bodywash before sighing contently. his soft, plump lips slowly trailed up to your ear, creating goosebumps on their way, before lowly murmuring: “you smell delicious. i could eat you up.”

you could feel yourself shiver at the low timbre of his voice and the indication of his words, as your heart rate picked up to the point you had the feeling as though you were going to die right then and there. how did his demeanor change so suddenly? it seemed as if you were in a room with a completely different person.

the ex-captain smugly grinned as he felt your breath quicken and chest heave without him even doing much, tightening one arm around your waist, while his large hand on the other arm splayed itself on your stomach, slowly sliding down towards where you wanted him. “hm? can I do that baby?”

just as quickly as the thoughts of ‘stop, this is so wrong. what about alisa?’ appeared in your mind, they immediately disappeared with the sweet melody of kuroo calling you baby.

not being able to keep a little whine from slipping out at the pet name, you nodded, your cheeks unbearably hot. but that wasn’t enough for him. tetsurou wanted your verbal consent, even if his half-hard cock already slightly twitched at the small noise you let out without him even touching you properly, screaming at him to finally fuck you.

avoiding the area, you wanted him to touch the most, his hand grabbed your thigh, causing you to squeeze your legs together in search of relief. he tsked at your lack of words and lightly spanked your thigh before tightening his grip around the fat, earning him a surprised squeak from you. “no, use your big girl words baby. i want to hear it.”

the instant tetsurou startled you with the spank, you hurriedly grabbed onto his forearms, lightly digging your nails into the muscles. already, everything was getting too much. his smooth voice seducing you, his dominant touch jumbling up your brain, his urgent need to hear your consent, his pleasant scent of a mix of his cologne, mint and husk surrounding you. him, him, him. you wanted more. you needed more. the slick between your legs grew embarrassingly fast, smearing on the inside of your thighs, showing off kuroo’s effect on you evidently.

“please… please touch me tetsu', I need it”, you whimpered out impatiently, making him close his eyes to stop himself from cumming already, your needy voice going straight to his dick standing at full attention. and even though the menace in him wanted to tease you and hear you beg more; he knew that he didn’t have the willpower to deny himself of having you any longer.

as you felt the tall male finally place his hand underneath your towel and cup your pussy, your head rolled back onto his shoulder, giving him full access to your neck. while dragging his middle and index finger through your folds leisurely, his lips and tongue placed hungry kisses on your neck.

“fuck, angel, you’re soaking wet. Is that all because of me, hmm?”, he lowly murmured against your neck, while his fingers simultaneously slowly circled your clit. you couldn’t stop your eyes from lolling to the back of your head or the small whimper that left you, even though the ‘angel’ left a bitter taste in your mouth. as much as the pet name made your stomach all tingly, you always compared alisa to an angel, so it didn’t quite sit well to be called that by her own ex.

but as you felt his middle finger enter you, all thoughts flew out of your head. The only thing on your mind were the raspy praises against your neck and his finger moving at a torturous pace inside you.

“please tetsu', more, I need more”, you complained whiny, because as much as it was all overwhelming, it also wasn’t enough. kuroo could only grin at your eagerness, but couldn’t blame you, since his own patience was speedily wearing thin.

with an uttered ‘everything for you angel’, he added his index finger into the mix, curling the two digits and, not wasting a moment, pumping them into you at a rapid pace, eliciting a quiet moan out of you. the ex-captain noted that you weren’t much of a moaner and mentally made it a challenge to have you crying for him by the end of the night. so, without much warning, his long, thick fingers started hammering against your g-spot while his thumb circled your clit at the same time, making you squeeze your eyes shut with your mouth opening in a silent scream, your hands searching for stability on the closet in front of you.

“c’mon, y/n, baby, i know you want it, fucking give it to me. ‘been fantasizing about this so long, just wanna make you feel good and fall apart for me. show me how much of a good girl you are.” his smooth voice flowed into your ear, seducing you to fully give into him. you felt as if you were being lured by satan himself and you were just a weak little human, not nearly strong enough to resist the whisper of the devil.

with a series of soft, high-pitched moans, you came on his fingers without any warning, your legs giving out at the intensity of it all. tetsurou only tightened his arm around your waist, picking you up without any trouble, making you clench around nothing at his display of effortless strength as he withdrew his fingers from your dripping hole. you thought you heard a small ‘good girl’, but you couldn’t tell for sure with the way you were still floating on cloud nine after he brought you to your orgasm that quickly.

panting and shivering at the goosebumps erupting, you lifted your gaze up at him as he placed you on your bed, only to find him already staring at you with low lids and completely black eyes, the beautiful hazel color of his eyes lost in all the lust and desire that took over his expression.

refusing to break eye-contact, kuroo lifted his with your essence-soaked fingers to his plush lips, wrapping them around the digits and sucking lewdly at them. once again, you felt yourself clench around nothing, rubbing your thighs against each other to get some relief, when you saw his eyes roll back as he tasted you.

the next thing you knew, your back hit the bed with the broad man lying between your spread legs, making you yelp. you could feel the atmosphere around tetsurou change once again. he was a lot more feral than he was before, as if his patience were running out.

his biceps wrapped around your plush thighs, holding you in place since the feeling of his breath against your cunt made your hips twitch up at their own accord, exposing the strong want you had for the man between your legs.

“’m gonna fucking wreck you angel”, he growled against your slit, before diving right in, licking and sucking messily at your clit, your pussy lips, everywhere he could reach. and as much as it shouldn’t feel pleasurable with him being as aggressive as he was, it felt fucking heavenly. you couldn’t help but arch your back, hands flying down to tangle in his messy rooster hair and tugging at the surprisingly soft strands, causing him to moan hoarsely against your sensitive pussy, the vibrations only egging you on. something about kuroo tetsurou losing his usual provocative, teasing demeanor as he ate you out felt so raw and animalistic, that it made your head spin and toes curl.

his large hand crept up your torso and he finally removed the towel that barely hid your breasts from him before palming one, drawing a content sigh out of you at the attention. but as much as he enjoyed listening to you whine and sigh because of the pleasure he was causing you, he wanted, no, needed to hear how much you wanted this, how much you wanted him.

“tell me how it feels angel, tell me how good it feels. ‘wanna hear your pretty voice, baby”, he huskily mumbled against your clit, making you arch your back at the delicious vibrations echoing through your core. but as much as you enjoyed hearing his dirty talk, you felt insecure about yours not turning him on.

preparing yourself mentally as good as you managed with the way he ate you out like a man starved, you allowed yourself a glance down only to see him expectantly observing you. the erotic sight only coaxed another high-pitched whine out of you, your head lolling back against your pillow.

at the next harsh suck on your sensitive bundle of nerves, your hips thrusted up against his skilled tongue and you finally gave in to your desire of wanting to tell him how good he was making you feel. only him.

“fuck, tetsu', d-don’t stop. feels so good, you feel so good, only you, please, please, please”, you needily moaned while grinding your hips up, simultaneously pushing his head deeper into your pussy and if kuroo had any self-control left, it was definitely gone now.

his toned biceps tightened around your thighs. his large hands squeezed your breast and hip harshly, leaving bruises for you to discover tomorrow. his able tongue messily switched between being shoved deep inside you and swirling your clit and you could feel the bed shake with how forceful he was humping the bed just from eating you out and hearing you talk like that. every little thing contributed to your orgasm washing over you like a tsunami. you were fairly sure you even blacked out for a few seconds because the next time you focused your attention back on tetsurou, he was frantically unbuttoning his jeans, with his shirt already off, whipping out his cock.

you felt your eyes widen as well as your pussy clench, you couldn’t remember the last time you were this horny, but you also weren’t sure how the fuck you were supposed to fit a cock this big and girthy inside you. meanwhile kuroo took off his boxers and contently sighed as he finally started stroking himself, giving himself some relief but it wasn’t enough. not by a long shot.

zoning in on your face once again - sweaty, low lidded eyes, blown out pupils- the impatient boy leaned down and kissed you for the first time that evening. after everything that just transpired between you two, the kiss definitely felt the most intimate, but it was also what you were craving the most from tetsurou for months now.

you didn’t know how to possibly express all the emotions you were currently overwhelmed with, so you tried to translate it all through the kiss. kissing back harder, all teeth and tongue, wrapping your arms tightly around his neck, pulling him impossibly closer, pressing your thighs against his hips, hoping it was enough to convey what you wanted to say.

apparently, it was, because you could hear kuroo lowly growl against your lips before starting to dig his fingers into your hips and grind against you, finally letting you feel him where you needed him the most.

“n-not enough, tetsu'”, you eagerly whined, raising your hips, hoping it was enough to convince him to finally fuck you like you craved him to. but as thin as his patience was at the moment, kuroo tetsurou would not be kuroo tetsurou without his teasing antics.

he slyly grinned, pressing feather-light kisses down from your lips to your throat, making his way to your breasts, where he teasingly kitten-licked your nipples a few times, letting you think you were finally getting what you wanted before he raised his head and stared you down with his almost pitch-black eyes. “mmm, I know you can do better than that kitten”, he gruffly remarked while continuing to grind against you slowly, making you jerk and mewl every time you felt the head of his cock bump against your clit. “what do you want me to do, baby?”

how he still had it in him to tease and deny you, was beyond you, because you were on the edge of breaking down from how bad you wanted him. “’want you to fuck me, tetsu'”, you confidently said while gazing into his eyes, or at least, you tried to sound confident, but you were only able to whine and moan at this point.

kuroo closed his eyes and felt himself twitch against your pussy. you were going to be the death of him. sitting back up on his knees, he grabbed his cock and lined it up with your entrance, making you spread your legs automatically wider at the sight.

with one sharp snap of his hips, you both groaned simultaneously, your groan high-pitched, his low and guttural, at the feeling you’ve both been craving for. “fuck, you’re on birth control, right?”, he asked, straining himself as to not just start pounding you into oblivion or cum right on the spot.

“yes, shit”, you breathlessly answered, putting your hands against his toned abdomen as to let him know to wait, which only made him clench his abs at the feeling of your soft hands on his exposed skin. “j-just give me a sec, need a moment”, you murmured avoiding eye contact, suddenly shy at the fact that you were just lying there with kuroo balls deep inside you.

sensing your mood shift, the tall male grinned his cheshire-grin at you and teasingly remarked: “why? am i too big for you, huh?”, hoping it’d make you laugh and relax a bit, soon realizing that the idea completely back-fired on him.

as you started to laugh at his arrogant remark, hitting his abs slightly and telling him to shut up, your core clenched in-sync with your laughter, making you freeze at the sudden loud, almost pornographic moan escaping tetsurou’s lips.

looking up at him, you finally realized how much he was holding back as to not hurt you or make you uncomfortable. the handsome boys’ wild hair was already sticking to the sweat forming on his forehead, his jaw clenched painfully, nostrils flaring, eyebrows furrowed, biceps bulging with how hard he was gripping the sheets beside your hips to restrain himself. the thought of him wanting to fuck you so bad but holding back for your pleasure and well-being, was enough to make you clench down on him again, rolling your hips up against his and declaring: “’m ready, tetsu'. please, f-fuck me”.

with your words and the grinding of your hips, kuroo really couldn’t hold back the little stutter his hips did against yours but fuck, was he embarrassed by it. he felt like a teenager, touching real boobs for the first time all over again, knowing he wouldn’t last long. not with how long he had fantasized about this and with how you reacted to his every move and touch, squeezing him so tight, he felt like he wouldn’t even be able to move.

“’m gonna break you”, and with those final words, his large, veiny hands gripped your hips in a bruising, vice grip, pulling out so only his tip was inside your messy, drooling cunt, before snapping right back in, making you choke on your breath at the impact.

as much as kuroo wanted to bust inside you right then and there, the strong urge to see you lose yourself on his cock while he ruined every other man for you was much more prominent. so, the ex-captain rutted in your pussy like his life depended on it, wanting your moans and mewls and whines to never stop. there was so much that was running through his head while being empty at the same time. the only thought was to bring you both to earth-shattering orgasms, but he also wanted to spit in your mouth, choke you, spank your thighs and ass till you wouldn’t be able to sit tomorrow. he wanted to come on your thighs, your tits, face, but he also wanted to breed you.

you two were definitely way too young for children but he couldn’t get the mental image of you, stuffed with his cum with it running down your legs out of his mind, only making it harder for him not to cum immediately.

but you weren’t doing better either. the pace that kuroo was fucking you at, had you seeing stars, riding you up higher on the bed with every thrust and your eyes rolling to the back of your head. you gripped the sheets, his hands, his forearms, your breasts, anything, to try to stabilize yourself as you approached your high embarrassingly fast without your clit even being touched.

just as the thought crossed your mind, you felt tetsus’ calloused fingertips, from years of playing volleyball, circle your clit, causing you to throw your head back with your lips open in a silent scream.

“fuck, you’re so fucking tight kitten, so much better than i ever imagined. cum for me, wanna feel you cream on my fat cock, wanna see you lose your mind baby, give it to me”. at this point, he basically started rambling on about how hot and tight you were, how he wanted you to cum around his cock so badly, how you were gonna make him cum so hard, how you were making such a mess for him, what a good girl you were.

just as you felt yourself almost falling over the edge at the added stimulus to your clit and the filthy praises that were coming out of his mouth, you yanked the boy down by his arm, wrapping your arms around him firmly and kissing him so hard, you were sure you both would have bruised lips later.

with the new position and the intimacy of being pressed up against each other, one more thrust, and you were gone. cumming around his cock so hard, you couldn’t remember the last time someone made you cum that hard, if ever.

the pornographic moans of his name along with some ‘fuck’s and ‘so good’s, the jerking of your body against his and the vice-grip of your pussy on his dick as you came. it was all too much for the poor boy who didn’t even cum once the whole time, while you already had three orgasms under your belt. the last straw was your quiet, little ‘cum inside tetsu', want you to fill me up’ and so, a few short, sloppy thrusts later, kuroo buried his face in your neck, groaning loudly as he came inside, spurting hot, white cum against your abused walls.

the feeling of being filled up to the hilt by kuroo tetsurou was intoxicating. you whined, wrapping your legs around his hips, caging him in so he couldn’t pull out, not wanting the moment to end.

you both lied there, trying to catch your breath. as he pulled out after a few moments and got up to go grab a towel to clean you up, your hand caught his. “don’t go, where are you going?”, you whined needily, wanting to cuddle, to worn-out to care about the mess gushing out of your hole onto the bed sheets.

chuckling, the tall boy leaned down, kissing your forehead: “’m not going anywhere angel, I’m just gonna grab a towel and clean you up”. with that he retreated to the bathroom in search of a towel to use.

you, on the other hand, suddenly sobered up from your drunk-on-lust high at the pet name, making you realize what you just did. fuck, you just banged alisa’s ex-boyfriend. they weren’t even broken off for that long and you already betrayed her.

feeling like a bad friend and complete whore, you didn’t even register said ex-boyfriend was back, making you flinch at the sudden contact of your sensitive pussy with the wet, rough towel.

“relax baby, it’s just me”, he teasingly chuckled, while cleaning you up. when he didn’t hear you chuckle or bite back at his teasing, his expression morphed into a frown, lifting his gaze from your core to your face. “what’s wrong?”

“nothing, thanks.” but of course, you were lying. the panic that slowly settled in your chest was threatening to suffocate you. hell, you weren’t even able to look at him properly.

you felt kuroo grab your chin with his fingers gently, turning your head so you had to look at him. tetsurou was completely serious, he only hoped you weren’t regretting what just transpired between you two, as he repeated: “what’s. wrong?”, emphasizing those two words so you knew there was no point in lying.

feeling your eyes water up, you cursed yourself for showing weakness, since you weren’t one to cry often, especially in front of other people. “what are we going to tell alisa?”

that caught him off guard. “alisa?”, he repeated questioningly, as if he didn’t know what you meant. how could he not know? was he that stupid?

you sat up, rubbing at your eyes frantically with the rising anger inside your chest. “yeah, alisa. your ex. the one that’s like a sister to me. how am I supposed to look her in the eyes after what we just did?”

kuroo wasn’t stupid. you could vouch for that any day. you saw him in your lecture, and you had studied a lot with him, but right now, you were sure he was the dumbest person you ever knew, even beating lev. because even after explaining, he still only looked at you with a confused gaze, saying: “i don’t quite follow?”

groaning, you ran your hands through your hair in frustration, declaring: “you’re really smart, but you’re being so fucking dumb right now. how the fuck am I supposed to talk to one of my closest friends after I fucked her ex-boyfriend, who she loved by the way, not even that long after they broke up?”

finally, it clicked in kuroo’s brain. but the last thing you expected, was to hear him laugh. your head snapped up at the sound, glaring at him you almost growled: “what the fuck’s so funny, you fucking bedhead?”

“oh wow, throwing in the insults huh?”, he said between chuckles. “it’s funny because alisa was the one who encouraged me to come here tonight, though I don’t think she wanted us to outright fuck but, you know.”

what now?

“what do you mean she encouraged you to come here?”, you interrogated perplexed. suddenly he was acting all shy and sheepish, rubbing the back of his neck with his big hand, avoiding your eyes.

“well… we’re still friends, so we were talking about our lectures a week ago and she suddenly mentioned how you also were a fan of 'pride and rejudice'. i just… got kinda excited at that, since alisa wasn’t really interested in things like that, so i started asking her about it. she then called me out on my crush on you, saying she already knows why i was so distracted the weeks leading up to our break-up, thinking about you.”

while listening, your anger slowly morphed into nervousness at kuroo openly admitting he also had a crush on you, but you wanted him to finish his story before addressing the elephant in the room.

“i apologized immediately, thinking she was angry at me, but you know her. she was so sweet, saying she would only be happier if it worked out between us. after, she tried to set us up to talk to each other, but you avoided me like the plague, so she told me to come here before the party since you were running late, to confront you and settle it once and for all but uh…”, he sheepishly smiled, “i kinda got distracted when you opened the door in only a towel, so… that didn’t go as planned.”

sitting with your mouth agape in a ‘o’, your brain tried to process all the information, not knowing what to say to his confession and explanation.

“soooo… she’s not gonna hate me and cancel our friendship?”, you carefully pressed, just to be sure. “no, I don’t think she will”, he chortled.

“oh.”

with that, the room was suddenly extremely silent, making you and kuroo even more nervous. clearing his throat, he couldn’t take the silence anymore. “are you gonna give me an answer to my confession, or am I like, totally embarrassing myself right now?”

“uh, no, yeah”, you softly giggled at his obvious anxiousness. taking his face between your hands, you looked right into his hazel eyes in the dim lighting, before gently smiling at him.

“i like you too, nerd.”

bonus:

the next morning, you woke up to your phone aggressively vibrating on your nightstand beside your bed. you blindly reached out, picking up the call without even opening your eyes, clearly still half-asleep.

“hello?”, you groggily asked your caller, wondering who the fuck was calling you this early, when lev’s voice filled your ear. “y/n? hey, we we’re worried about you yesterday. why didn’t you show up? it was so much fun”, the big, over-grown baby whined.

looking down at the reason you weren’t able to attend the party sleeping soundly with his head on your chest, you smiled, carding your fingers softly through his raven-black hair.

“just… reasons”.

[neobenihime]

THE BLEACHPRINT

basically, a ray of enlightenment hit me after numerous realizations that are obvious to everyone to make this side-by-side comparisons of bleach characters and characters that i think are inspired by them in modern animanga

disclaimer: in no way or shape am I bashing the creators, i am just amazed about how much impact has bleach and these are just fun observations; also, i happen to love all the animangas i am going to mention

SHUNSUI KYORAKU and JIKKA YAMADA ASAEMON (Hell's Paradise: Jigokuraku)

similar in appearance - long hair, facial hair, masculine visual traits

laid back personality, easy going, they prefer not to step in action until they are needed (Kyoraku actually prefers not to reveal the full extent of his abilities until TYBW)

prodigies - Kyoraku is remarked by the First Commander for his talent since the academy days and Jikka has a special intuition to percieve the principle of things

both possess enormous strength and fighting prowess

URAHARA KISUKE and GOJO SATORU (Jujutsu Kaisen)

first of all, they are ridiculously hot teachers

have experienced the narrow-minded, prejudiced principles and presumptuous wrongdoings of the higher-ups ( central 46 and the jujutsu veteran sorcerers and clans) and are determined to change their society in unconventional ways ( the 12th dept and gojo's education style)

also, unconventional ways of training their disciples

they appear at the right place and right moment (ex. Urahara with the visoreds and Gojo with the first appearece of Sukuna)

they like to put a cheerful, often percieved as immature behaviour but can be ruthless when fighting

moreover, both like to cover their eyes ( for gojo is more of a necessity but you get it)

+++ the barrier incidents that are intended to block only them since the enemy percieves them as a major threat

LISA YADOMARU and MAKI ZENIN ( Jujutsu Kaisen)

mostly character design

extremly cool and gorgeous women with swords

note: gege akutami said it is an homage; also itadori's demon/ sukuna is inspired by ichigo's white hollow

also demon slayer's swords are similar with the zanpakutos in terms of changing their appearence (and skills) according to the wielder - gotuge also mentioned this in an interview

if i remember more, i'll add!

[hanna-water]

Dear heartbroken Druck-fan who is wondering about the purpose of life since season 7 ended, you need this: Imagine Isi asking Sascha if he will go to Abiball (prom) with them in some really cute way (probably something with plants and music). And then during the following weeks they go shopping together because they want their outfits to match perfectly and Isi drags Sascha from one shop to another and takes forever because they can`t decide on the right outfit and accessories. Imagine Sascha being drained but loving every minute of it because Isi is so excited and he is extremly happy to be going to Abiball with them. Imagine Isi asking Sascha after every fit, if they look pretty and Sascha just giving them plenty of compliments (maybe with a little bit of teasing and sassiness) and then they both end up giggling and kissing in one of the fitting rooms.  Imagine them slowdancing at the Abiball, both looking gorgeous and then taking plenty of pictures together and with their friends and just having the best time ever.  😌 Whoever is responsible for the Insta-content of season 8 - I am looking at you....  👀

[horrorslashergirl]

Slasher OC: Decebal Avram Chirilă

Full Name: Decebal Avram Chirilă

Nickname(s): Dacia, Dece, The Impaler, Vladislav, Tiger, Lynx, Dracula, Casanova

Age: 38

Gender: Male

Nationality: Romanian

Place of Birth: Bucharest, Romania

Current Location: Travels from country to country

Occupation: Former Romanian Soldier; Now Hitman

Languages: Romanian, English, German, French, Italian, Hungarian, Russian, Turkish

Appearance:

Height: 6'8

Weight: 240lbs

Body Type: Middle Bulky and Atheltic

Skin Color: Warm Beige

Hair Color: Dark Brown

Hair Style: Short on the sides and longer on top, wavy

Eye Color: Pale Grey, almost white, giving the impression he is blind

Face Claim: Stephen James

Clothing: He opts for comfortable clothing mostly because of his job as a hitman and because he is always on the run. He mostly goes with black T-shirts or shirts, a khaki army coat with many pockets, along with camo army pants again with many pockets and black combat boots. He has a long black scarf with the colors of the Romanian flag trimmed along that belonged to his father.

Other features: He has many scars on his broad back and down his arms; his back's scars are covered by tattoos of an eagle and a grim reaper with two swords in an X shape. His has full sleeve tattoos down his arms, picturing all kind of nature scenarios from his country, mountains and wild animals and AK-47's on each forearm. His neck, chest and legs are also covered by tattoos along with his hands. This guy is all inked up. He also has a silver earing on his right ear. He also wears an eyepatch that is covering his scarred eye that he got from a fight with his brother Alexander, the scar mimiking the ones Alexander has, coming from his eyebrow down his eye and over his cheek.

Weapons: Twin Swords, Twin Guns, and throwing knives.

Power/Skills:

Murderous expertise

Brute strength

Skilled usage of weaponry

Skill in hand-to-hand combat

Knifesmanship

Swordsmanship

Multilingual

Cunning Nature

Charisma

Driving expertise

Ruthlessness

Fearlessness

Manipulation

Marksmanship

Master tactician and strategist

Stealth mastery

Symbols: Here is the link to Decebal's symbols

History/Bio:

Decebal was named after a Romanian king by his parents, father Apostol Chirilă, and his mother, Maria Stratulat of Moldovic heritage. They were a poor family that lived in Bucharest during the communist times, a hard period for them. Decebal's father, Apostol was one of the rebels that were against this form of a system of social organization in which all property is owned by the community and each person contributes and receives according to their ability and needs.

Because of this Apostol and Maria, along with their three years old son, Decebal, were dragged into the communistic jails where they were tortured in all kinds of ways from whipping to starvation to being chained into coldness.

Decebal tried to protect his parents even though he was a small child and the army warden that took care of the horrific jails was surprised by the child's braveness and he took him away from his parents, not before forcing him to watch how his parents were killed brutally.

During the rest of his childhood and teenage years, Decebal spent most of his life in the dark underground jail, training with the soldiers, doing hard work. Despite that, the warden thought Decebal about all kinds of languages, cultures, and history. 

'Just because you're a stray dog that doesn't mean you cannot learn to bark and bite.'

In his late teenage years as he grew into an adult man, he got more to the light outside, following the warden wherever he went and did was his so-called 'father' figure did; smoke, drink and got laid with all the ladies.

The warden's words during a drunken late-night:

'You know boy, you will do something big, much bigger than you can imagine. I saw how all these sluts looked at you... You make them fall into your arms like they are desperate whores.'

'Use everything you got; charms, brains, muscles. In this world, there are the ones that walk every inch of the ground as they own it and the ones that follow, all chained. Tell me, boy... Which one you are?'

One of the greatest abilities that Decebal earned during years in the darkness was that he got so used to it that now as an adult, he sees perfectly into the darkness, just like cats do. 

Some people called Decebal 'Lynx'; the moniker originates from the fact that Lynx has exceptional night vision, remarkable hearing, and incredible instincts. The spiritual lesson Lynx carries to you is a reminder to partake of quiet observance, remembering there’s more to the world than what’s accessible through the physical eyes and ears alone.

After communism fell down in Romania, Decebal still maintained the attitude he grew up around; being sadistic, cold, and cruel. People weren't too fond of his attitude; his habits including fighting and torturing people that opposed him, getting laid with other men's wives, strolling down the streets like he owned everything.

He disappeared from Romania when there was a reward on his head to be finally executed. The Romanian army was hot on his trail, turning against him, but he simply vanished.

He strolls from country to country, not having a definitive home and working as a rogue hitman to earn money and to survive.

After a brutal fight between him and his twin little brother, Alexander; the two brothers which resulted in both of them almost dead, they get on an agreement of peace between them, with the help of their third part, their little sister Nadia.

Family: His little brother Alexander Chirilă and his little sister Nadia Nikolina Chirilă

His favorite killing style:

He prefers a kill that will put on a good show, he will shot his victims in both their knees, then he will dismember them with his sharp twin swords.

Personality:

Decebal has two paths of personality; the civilian one and the hitman one, that sometimes cross path depending on the situation at hand. In hi day to day life, he is a charming, handsome man, confident and sure of himself, but also having a modesty edge, just to draw people in closer, because he loves the attention, having a God-like complex.

Despite his childhood, he is a very educated man that speaks many languages, sometimes taking people by surprise, he can even put on fake accents. He also has vast knowledge about other countries history, mostly because that's what his 'father-figure' talked a lot about.

He is a flirt, he simply adores to make women swon by his charming looks and mysterious persona wherever he goes, people always wondering from where he comes. He knows how to sweet-talk people, being extremly manipulative. His looks; big and strong, in his eyes a flaming white glow.

You will rarely see Decebal without his charming smile or dark smirk that makes the ladies sigh and faint. He always puts on a winning attitude, knowing for creating many divorces along his travelings. 

Here goes his saying: 'If the female raised her tail, who I am to deny.'

He has a romantic side, after all he does speaks the romance languages, but it's highly influenced his his Casanova attitude.

He is blunt; this man will tell if you're damn gorgeous or if you're down-right ugly or stupid. He has no problem putting his opinions straight on the table.

His favorite drink: Țuică- is a traditional Romanian spirit that contains ~ 24–65% alcohol by volume (usually 40–55%), prepared only from plums.

His favorite food: Sarma is a dish of vine, cabbage, monk's rhubarb, kale or chard leaves rolled around a filling of grains, like bulgur or rice, minced meat, or both. It is found in the cuisines of the former Ottoman Empire from the Middle East to Southeastern Europe.

His scent: Decebal's scent could be described as a 'game of seduction' with an "exciting rush" of citrus and cool spice top notes. Pungent bergamot "bites" with freshness, revived by cardamom and lavender. Caviar gives a provocative and erotic touch “like a trickle of sweat on a man’s chiseled body.” Masculine and rough notes of tobacco and orris root facilitate the heat of the composition. He has that scent that could be described as smoky confidence irresistible to women.

Other Characteristics:

He is a very good dancer, especially traditional ones and he also knows singing. Attending important parties with his 'father-figure' he learned from the women how to dance and sing. The women basically made him such a charismatic man.

He is a heavy drinker and holds his alcohol like it's water; his moldovic genes showing off. 

He is more of a night person that a day one, mostly because of his very good nocturnal sight.

He is pretty much an Outlaw.

His accent sounds like italian, latin, but with a little bit of russian or another slavic accent. (That's how a Austrian woman described his accent one night)

He is a master at Poker. Another way he earns a lot of money is through poker and plus, he is a master cheater. FUN FACT HERE: He won a man's wife through poker for one night.

He is a sword swallower, bonus he has no gag reflex.

He also loves to smoke from his pipe.

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There lived a certain man in Romania long ago

He was big and strong, in his eyes a flaming glow

Most people look at him with terror and with fear

But to Bucharest chicks he was such a lovely dear

He could preach the Bible like a preacher

Full of ecstasy and fire

But he also was the kind of teacher

Women would desire

DE DE DECEBAL

Lover of the ROMANIAN queen

There was a cat that really was gone

DE DE DECEBAL

Romania's greatest love machine

It was a shame how he carried on

He ruled the Romanian land and never mind the Tsar

But the kazachok he danced really wunderbar

In all affairs of state he was the man to please

But he was real great when he had a girl to squeeze

For the queen he was no wheeler dealer

Though she'd heard the things he'd done

She believed he was a holy healer

Who would heal her son

DE DE DECEBAL

Lover of the Romanian queen

There was a cat that really was gone

DE DE DECEBAL

Romania's greatest love machine

It was a shame how he carried on

(This is an interpretation of the song ‘Rasputin’ by Boney M, mostly because the song inspired me into creating him)

For power became known to more and more people

The demands to do something about this outrageous

Man became louder and louder

"This man's just got to go!" declared his enemies

But the ladies begged "Don't you try to do it, please"

No doubt this Decebal had lots of hidden charms

Though he was a brute they just fell into his arms

Then one night some men of higher standing

Set a trap, they're not to blame

"Come to visit us" they kept demanding

And he really came

DE DE DECEBAL

Lover of the Romanian queen

They put some poison into his țuică

DE DE DECEBAL

Romania's greatest love machine

He drank it all and said "I feel fine"

DE DE DECEBAL

Lover of the Romanian queen

They didn't quit, they wanted his head

DE DE DECEBAL

Romania's greatest love machine

[Spoken:] Oh, those Romanians...

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But when his drinking and lusting and his hunger

[skzshinyy]

Good Boy (Minsung Smut)

pairings: minho!sub and jisung!dom

genre: very fluffy smut

word count: 1.3k

warnings: gay sex, oral giving and receiving, fingering, unprotected sex(don‘t be silly, wrap your willy), daddy kink, praise kink

psa: this is my first time writing smut, so please bare with me, feel free to leave me some criticism if there is anything i could change or improve on. this was proof read by @coffeechangbeanie , she left me some extremly helpful notes, so please follow her and show her some love.(listen to „cool hot sweet love“ and „automatic“ by red velvet for the full effect)

“Ah hyung, I can‘t get this right.. how do you do it??“ Jisung whined as he tried to replicate Minho‘s moves.

But something about the elder was just so special, the control he had over his body was one of a kind, and he knew that first hand. It‘s not their first time practicing the new choreo together, they worked very well together and Minho‘s a wonderful teacher. if he only was to see him dance this nak-

„Hey you, quit daydreaming! we have to get this done! Lemme see how much you‘ve learned so far. Stand in front of the mirror and act like i‘m not here, neither are the fans, it‘s just you alone, okay?“ Jisung nodded hesitantly and scurried to the center of the room.

Minho sat down on the couch and slowly laid his eyes on the younger, the slow, but heavy bass filled the room, Minho could see Jisung‘s eyes change, now filled with lust. He swung his hips and became one with the music. he felt the bass deep in his core and it switched something in him, he felt something he’d never felt.. he felt this certain power, dominance even... and minho caught on to that rather quickly. his eyes followed every single movement in awe, not knowing what the younger was capable of. his hands and feet started to tingle and he could feel himself getting turned on, maybe a bit too much... the two of them have always been close with each other, but not in this type of way, but it felt so... right?

„What are you looking at, loser?“ Jisung said as he finished his part and turned to Minho in a mocking tone. „oh, i‘m sorry i was-..“-„ i‘m gonna go to the toilet real quick, be right back!“ jisung said and left the practice room. minho was puzzled, he felt something for the younger that he has never felt. he‘s usually was a very dominant person, but this time, he felt powerless and small. he played back what he saw a couple of moments ago, the thought of jisung on top of him never leaving his mind. he felt himself getting hard very quickly, he started palming himself over his sweats. his breath started to hitch, already being close to breaking point. When Jisung returned, he saw what Minho was doing and just stared at the elder.

„Did someone miss me?“ - „ nh.. yea-„ Minho moaned, completely immersed into what he was doing, he didn‘t even realize that jisung was standing infront of him until he opened his eyes again.

„strip for me, now“ Jisung said, his tone strict, Minho obliged immediately, standing up, turning to the younger. Minho slowly started undressing himself, first his shirt then his sweats leaving him only in his boxers. The sight was breathtaking, toned abs, his strong thighs and defined pecs. Jisung inhaled sharply, Jisung didn't want Minho to see how turned on he was. He knew what Minho looked like under his clothes, but he never payed it attention until now. And oh boy, was that a mistake, Jisung wanted more, he wanted to see Minho in a different light, get to know him better.

„Sit down on my lap for me baby“ he said, sitting down on the couch. Minho nodded obediently and slowly sat down. this feeling of submission was new for Minho, he felt so powerless. carefully he sat down on Jisung’s lap and started grinding his hips, turning the younger on even more. Jisung wanted to test the elders limits, so he little started bouncing his legs, making Minho to whine.

This moment was so sensual, the dark red lights, the sensual sounds filling the room, it couldn’t have been better. but Minho wanted more, slowly getting closer to kiss Jisung’s lips. it felt magical, the two of them have never felt this close to each other than ever. Jisung grabbed his neck and slipped his tongue in, winning dominance in second’s. Minho let go and let the younger do what he wanted. “Baby, could you take my close of for me and show daddy who’s a good boy?” Minho instantly started opening the button’s of his white dress shirt, unbuttoning his pants, leaving him only in his underwear, never breaking their kiss.

Jisung’s hands slowly made their way to Minho’s abs, feeling them, turned him on a little too much, and Minho could clearly see it. “Can i suck your dick daddy?” Jisung nodded and freed himself from his underwear, his dick springing up and bouncing of his tummy. Minho was amazed and immediately went to his knees, taking and lightly stroking up and down Jisung’s dick, kitten-licking the red angry tip, oozing with precum. Minho licked along the veins of his hard cock, making sure to find Jisung’s soft spot, which made him whimper.

Jisung was getting impatient, he could cum right now, but he didn‘t want that to happen. “On all fours for me, i’m gonna prep you for what daddy’s gonna give you, okay kitten?” Minho eagerly nodded, taking of his boxers and getting comfortable on the sofa. “You look beautiful, if you’re a good boy, i’ll let my kitten cum, okay? tell me if i am being to harsh kitten.” Minho melted into Jisung’s sweet words, completely giving his body to him.

Jisung’s lightly attacked Minho‘s shoulders with the softest kisses, adding very light pressure to Minho’s neck, as he slowly pushed his spit-covered fingers into him.  “aah it feels so good daddy..” Jisung slowly started adding more fingers, Minho taking them perfectly without complaining. “You are such a good boy, You look gorgeous baby” Jisung said as he lightly started to suck on Minho’s neck. he pulled out his now three fingers and slowly pushed in his cock, inch by inch. the stretch felt heavenly, Jisung’s dick molding perfectly into Minho’s ass.

His girth was above average and the length was perfect, exactly the way Minho liked it. Jisung felt Minho slowly getting impatient so he started moving , his hands hold Minho’s hips tightly as he kept a steady pace. “nhh more daddy” Jisung sped up his pace, hitting deeper with every thrust. Minho was on cloud 9, feeling every vein on j

Jisung’s dick. “You are doing so well baby, but i want to see your beautiful face when you cum” Jisung said as he pulled out and turned Minho over, standing between his legs, he went in even deeper this time, hitting the right spot every time, Minho moaned uncontrollably, he never felt this much pleasure in his life. Minho could feel his high approaching rather, slowly building as Jisung went deeper and faster “Daddy i’m gonna cum”- “Wait for me kitten, you are doing so good kitten, can you hold on for me a little longer?”

Minho bit his lip in response,  focusing on Jisung’s body. It was a beautiful sight to see. The way light sweat beads started to form at his hairline, his golden looks lightly bouncing with every thrust, his muscles flexing and veins slowly forming. He looked ethereal. Minho could feel Jisung speeding up, which meant that he was close too, his hips lightly starting to stutter. “You can come now baby, you did so well.” and with that, Minho let go of all this built up arousal, shooting white ropes onto his and Jisung’s stomach, Jisung coming right after, releasing his load into Minho. A low groan left Jisung’s lips, now letting go of Minho’s hips, which have already started to bruise.

“You did so well baby, i am very proud of you! let’s stay like this for awhile, okay baby? i’ll get you cleaned up later, let’s enjoy this moment together.” they both layed down on the sofa, Minho nuzzling his head into Jisung’s chest, which gave Jisung the opportunity to pat the top of his head. Minho looked up and scrunched his nose. Jisung laughed at his adorable face, knowing that this was going to be the beginning of something more serious, and he was totally ready for it, but was Minho too? “Minho, are we a thing now?” - “Only if i get to be on top next time” Minho cutely said as he crossed his arms in front of his chest. “ of course baby”

[uriesmonalisa]

A trip to NY PT 2

The glowing swirls of the portal faded out of Kit s view, when he reached down to stroke Mina s hair. She leaned into his touch, smiling. Showing physical affection still struck him as slightly awkward, but he knew its importance for his young adoptive sister. 

"Its them!! Daddy, Papa look!!", shouted an extremly enthusiasted, blue-coloured boy, as he darted toward them. Mina froze in place, her hand still tightly clasped around Kits fingers. She took in the sight of Max Lightwood-Bane, all elbows and knees, vibrating with energy, showing a smile that started to mirror itself on her own face. 

Max came to an aprupt stop in front of her. "I'm Max and this is Daddy, he is the boss of all good shadowhunters!! And my papa can do magic with his hands!! He told me that your mom's a warlock too, so your parents are just like mine!" His eyes were shining as he waited for her answer. "Hello, i'm Mina. Do you want to be my friend?"

 She extended her hand shyly in his direction. Max beamed and with an unusual sense of carefulness he took Mina s hand into his. "Would you like to meet my dinosaurs? Do girls really like playing tea party all the time? My brother said so!" He paused. "We could let the dinosaurs have a teaparty." Behind him, a slim shadowhunter boy slowly started approaching. His small solemn face gave nothing away about his thoughts of the arrivers. "I'm Rafael and I'm older than both of you, so I'm the boss", he announced in a slightly spanish accent.

Kit blinked. Tessa had told him about both kids and how they had made their way into this new life and family. So this was another orphaned nephilim child, taken in by another tolerate and loving couple.

He glanced over to Magnus and Alec,who watched the scene in front of them in peaceful joy. They seemed so in Balance with each other and the world around them, like pieces of a puzzle that fitted in without even the slightest resistance. Magnus waved. 

"Hello there! Last time I saw you, a ghost let exploded dozens of windows at your home and Tessa gave birth to this gorgeous little princess! How have you been?" Alec beside him gave an encouraging smile, but seemed more interested in following the kids interaction. 

"Last time I saw you I tried to calm myself down with a heavy amount of Whiskey, but i've given up on that right after Jem told me that it was a typical Herondale behaviour", Kit replied. "I'm okay, still trying to learn how to fight demons properly and working out half of the day." 

He glanced down on himself. Muscles had taken place on his arms and legs, but he knew that he was still behind other young shadowhunters of his age. Sometimes time was the only thing that helped, time and an almost brutal amount of training hours. 

The boys had taken Mina in between them and were talking alternatly about games,  adventures and favourite foods, escorting her to a corner in the big living room where masses of toys had been piled up- action hero figures, different kinds of cars and trucks and - of course- Max beloved dinosaurs. 

"I brought my tea set", Mina murmured, rummaging in her bag. She unpacked a few delicate looking cups, plates and a mini teapot. Rafael snorted. "I told you. Girls don't like cars, dinosaurs or playing fights. Just boring teaparties." He got up and walked over to the door of another room.

"Don't worry about Rafe! He didnt mean it like that, he'll come back later to join our game", Max said reassuringly as Minas smile started to drop. "What do you think? Who should have tea with us? My tyrex fought with the triceratops this morning, maybe they shouldn't sit together. Daddy, can we have some water in the teapot for our teaparty?", he called at Alec. Alexander Lightwood-Bane, consul of the clave in exile, nodded with a warm smile, took the teapot his younger son was holding out to him and went to the kitchen. Water started to pour, and soon he came back, handing it over to Mina. 

"Is everything all right, biscuit? You look upset", he asked quietly.  "It was Rafe, Daddy! He said girls games are boring. But I like Mina s teaset! I've never played tea party before!", Max answered in a rush,  before Mina could even begin to say something. Alec s brows lifted for a second, but his face stayed calm and soft. "You don't need to worry. Rafe can be a little bit outrageous sometimes, but he'll apologize later. In the meantime- would you like to have some cookies for your party?" 

So this is Part 2 of my first ever fanfic and I hope you like it ♥️

@heloisacosta23 @purple-haired-faerie & @daisyherxndale hope you like it ♥️

[aoife-bryant]

Taking turns

Who: Daisy, Aoife and Rory  @daisyxbehan

When: Monday 20th April

Where: Aoife and Rory’s home

Notes/warning - Smut/ nsfw

Aoife's heels clicked on the wooden floor as she made her way to the door.  She was looking forward to the evening with the pretty little florist and her gorgeous boy together, even if she intended to make Rory beg for every bit of attention and she knew they would both enjoy that.

Opening the door with a wide smile she greeted Daisy, "Come in beautiful.  You look stunning.  I hope you are ready for a fabulous evening because I know I am."  Shutting the door behind the brunette Aoife caught her hand and held her still for a second, "I'm going to show you to the guest room where you can leave your bag.  You have ten minutes to prepare yourself, use the bathroom, check your make up, whatever you need but I expect you kneeling outside the door in only your lingerie and heels when I return.  Any questions?"

Daisy had only had brief interactions with the Domme, particularly at House gatherings and other festivities.  Aoife had seemed very lovely and she and Rory made a very presentable pair.  From what little she knew, Aoife owned a spa and was perfectly welcoming when Daisy first moved in.  She was definitely one of the few people who made the adjustment a little easier.  But the submissive had to admit that this was a bit of a surprise.  As she stepped in, one hand in Aoife's, she nodded and smiled at the instructions.  It seemed easy enough to do though Daisy bubbled with excitement.  "No questions, miss.  I'll head to the room and get ready for you," she replied before heading towards the guest room.  Daisy swung her bag down onto the bed and simply freshened up since she had already prepared herself prior to leaving her apartment.  Giving herself one last look in the mirror, she let out a small breath, tied her hair up in a loose bun, and situated herself outside, as instructed, kneeling in just her chosen pink lingerie and black heels.

Aoife left Daisy in the guest room and made her way to her own bedroom to freshen up before she would go to the playroom where Rory was waiting for her.  She was very much looking forward to the evening, Daisy seemed a very willing participant in proceedings and the domme loved to tease Rory in front of others.  He knew very well that he was in for a challenging evening but that just added to his pleasure and excitement.  The blonde admired her view in the mirror, a black corset, silky panties and stockings finished off with a pair of her favorite heels.  Her blonde hair hung loose down her back and with a final check of her lipstick she stepped out into the hallway, delighted to see the submissive already in position.  "Good girl, you may stand and follow me."

Leading the way into the playroom Aoife ignored the sight of her own submissive in a cage in the corner to focus on Daisy.  "You look beautiful in that pink.  Now before we start I need your limits and safeword.  I also need to remind you that Rory will be joining with us and therefore I need to know if you have any limits in regards to the three of us playing together."

Daisy kept her head dropped and her gaze down, hands placed neatly on her lap as she waited.  When the Domme returned, the submissive looked up with a shy grin and a soft rosiness in her cheeks bloomed in her cheeks at the sight of Aoife.  Suffice to say, she was quite a lovely sight.  With a nod, Daisy carefully got to her feet, her heels clinking softly against the ground.  "Thank you, Miss Aoife.  And um my safeword is pollen, and my hard limits include scat, gore, vore, blood, um watersports, uhhh needles, anything with feet and pits, and um age play also makes me a little icky but that last one is more of a soft limit."  She nodded once she finished providing all of that information to the Domme.  "Oh.  Um, okay, no I have um I have no issues with that at all, miss, and the same limits I just said apply to group settings as well."

Aoife smiled as she cupped one pink cheek, "Thank you gorgeous.  There is nothing there that will cause us any issues this evening I assure you.  As there are two of you playing tonight your safe word is in use but also you can use yellow to slow down or red for either of you if it gets too much.   Now I would prefer you to only use Miss this evening and I doubt I have to say it but your pleasure belongs to me, you do not touch yourself, Rory or me without my permission nor do you cum without my permission.   Let's go and get Rory out shall we."

Striding off across the room the blonde bent over and released the clip on the cage and opened the door to allow her own submissive to crawl out.  "Rory has been having some time in here to think about his dedication to me and his error on my birthday.   He knows he has to be extremly good this evening to make it up to me, don't you handsome?"  Aoife pushed her body right up against the man's, bare apart from a tight pair of underpants with a very obvious bulge on the front.  The domme leaned up and kissed him hard as her nails scratched down his back leaving a pink trail.

Everything the Domme said was pretty comforting, especially knowing that Daisy would be pretty safe here.  Of course, it also made the heat begin to swirl inside of her.  "Yes, of course, miss," she replied, indicating that she understood all that had been relayed to her.  All the instructions and the guidelines were laid out pretty straight-forward and easy enough to follow.  She continued to memorize and let the information sink in while she followed the Domme to a different room, one Daisy assumed would be where they would be spending the next chunk of their time in.  The moment they stepped in, Daisy could see Rory already inside of a cage, her eyes widening a little at the sight.  It was definitely new and strange but Daisy did her best not to stare.  Instead, she offered him a small smile before turning her attention back to the Domme, watching as she pressed against him in a kiss.  Since she had not received any orders yet, Daisy stood obediently to the side.

As Aoife pulled back from the kiss she let her eyes lazily take in the sight of her own submissive before doing the same to the petite brunette.  "Now I am quite sure we are going to have a lot of fun tonight but first things first.  Rory, strip and bend over the bench.   You have a spanking to receive first."  As the male began to ease off the single garment, his cock springing free Aoife's eyes were glued to him before she turned to Daisy, "Do you like pain beautiful?  Would you like a spanking to get you started too?"

Daisy could already feel her heartbeat begin to race as the Domme took clear control of the scene.  Stepping forward, Daisy let out a small breath, her eyes moving back and forth from Aoife and Rory, especially as the latter removed his only piece of clothing.  She caught sight of his length as he moved to bend over the bench before her attention was brought back to the Domme.  At the offer, Daisy's core tingled a little with excitement.  Biting down on her lip with a small grin, she nodded.  "Yes, please, miss."

Aoife thoroughly enjoyed the look on the brunette's face, even before she heard her answer she knew what the reply would be.  She stepped closer, wrapping one arm around the woman's waist and placed a row of kisses along her jaw finishing with a soft peck to her lips.  "Good girl, I like a submissive who can say what they want.   Rory is getting the cane but I will allow you a choice.  Go over to that white cabinet and open the door on the right.  Inside you will see some different implements.  You will choose two and bring them over and hold them in your hands until I ask for them.   You will stand just where you are right now and I want you to watch as I spank Rory and think about how it will feel when you get your own spanking.  Off you go now, do not take long to choose."  With a firm smack on one cheek Aoife sent Daisy off and picked up the cane that was lying by the bench ready for her to use on Rory.  Running her hands over his ass she spoke softly to him, "I do hope you had a good think while you were waiting because this is going to be a long night for you.  I'm going to plug your ass and fuck you hard and make you watch as I bring this good girl to her climax and you are still waiting.  You will do anything I say won't you?"  Without waiting for a response she brought the cane down hard, right across the middle of both cheeks.

Daisy let out a shaky sigh when she felt Aoife decorate her jaw with a line of soft kisses.  The praise washed warmly over her and she responded with a nod at the order.  Looking over, she easily spotted the cabinet in question and walked over.  The quick smack ass had her jump slightly as she went off.  But as she did, she couldn't help but glance over her shoulder to watch Aoife then deal with Rory.  Hearing what the Domme's plans were for the two of them, Daisy felt her mouth go dry.  She swallowed hard before arriving at the cabinet.  When she peeked in, she could see a wide variety of options presented to her.  Her hands immediately reached for a leather paddle, fingers gliding against the cool, smooth surface.  And she looked over the other options for a second before picking a flogger.  Once those were picked out, she quickly returned to her spot and stood as she instructed with both instruments in her hands.  Her eyes watched the Domme get to work and she could hear the smack from the cane come down on Rory.  Daisy couldn't help but flinch slightly but she forced herself to remain quite still as she let out a slow breath and continued to watch.

Aoife glanced in the direction of the cabinet just as she lifted the cane from the first strike.  Pleased to see that Daisy had located where she was talking about and even more so when she saw the leather paddle in her hands.  It was one of Aoife's favorite's and covered a good solid area bringing up a lovely shade of red.  Turning her attention back to the man in front of her Aoife brought the cane down in a series of strokes, evenly spaced and running the curve of his ass down to his sit spot.   It wasn't a punishment, most scenes of this nature started the same way and she knew that they both enjoyed it. With two final diagonal strikes the blonde laid the cane down next to Rory on the bench and ran her hands over the heated skin, "Well done handsome.  I think we both enjoyed that.  Now be a good boy and go and look out a plug, some lube and a toy for me to fuck you with later.  Choose carefully as these are the only choices you get all evening."  Turning to Daisy with a smile the domme looked between the two toys, "Interesting choices gorgeous.  Why don't you give them to me and strip so that I can see what I have to play with tonight."

As Aoife rained down strikes against Rory, Daisy could already see lines of red breaking to his skin.  Clean marks rose in the spots where the cane had met him.  Chewing on the inside of her cheek, Daisy watched what felt like such an inside-look into Aoife and Rory's relationship.  Since she was still relatively unfamiliar with the couple, Daisy was still excited.  When the Domme was finished for the moment with her partner, Daisy held up her two options as Aoife turned to her.  She handed them over before reaching back to unclasp her bra.  She hadn't expected to completely strip so early in the scene but that only made the submissive even more eager.  Once all pieces of her lingerie were shed off, placed in a small pile on the floor, she stood before the Domme for her to look over.

Aoife was thoroughly enjoying having two such eager submissives at her beck and call and she leaned back against the bench as she watched the woman strip bare.  It was tempting to have kept them both 'dressed' for longer but other that soaked panties and the obvious strain to Rory she didn't see the point.  In a situation like this where she intended to use them both thoroughly it was far more enjoyable to her to see exactly how their bodies were reacting from the start and she did always enjoy the feeling of power being the only one still dressed.  Her gaze travelled over to Rory for a moment as she admired the stripes on his ass before she turned back to Daisy with a smirk.  "Did you enjoy seeing how Rory's ass turned red for me?  Did it excite you?  Did you imagine how each stripe would feel against your own soft skin?" she asked as she walked around the brunette, her fingers brushing against patches of pale, soft skin as she did.  "If I slid my fingers between your thighs right now would you already be wet for me?"  Her final question was punctuated by fingers that ran gently down the front of the submissive's body, over her breasts until they stopped just above her slit as the domme looked at her and waited for an answer.

Daisy didn't want to get so overly excited already but she couldn't deny the warmth that had already begun to pool between her legs.  Even from just standing there and watching, she had to fight the urge to fidget and found herself squeezing her thighs tightly together.  And Aoife expertly brought on the anticipation and the submissive could easily feel herself wanting to follow every word and order.  Her head nodded with each question that came from Aoife's mouth--she had enjoyed seeing all of that, had found herself growing more and more excited, and she certainly had felt her own body aching already for similar contact.  As Aoife's fingers traveled along Daisy's body, she let out a small gasp with each step.  She bit down on her lip, holding onto the answer but she knew she couldn't hide it.  Her body would tell the Domme everything.  With her large doe eyes meeting Aoife's gaze, Daisy nodded shakily.  "Y-yes, so wet already for you.  M-miss, please touch me."

The submissive's body language was expressive and that pleased Aoife.  There was nothing worse than a submissive who tried to hide their reactions, especially when you hadn't played with them before and it always put the domme off doing anything remotely interesting.  Her lips curled into a bright smile as the submissive confirmed her thoughts though she refused to comply with the request.  "I will touch you gorgeous, I promise you that but not yet.  Bend over the bench, ass nice and high for me and I'm going to turn it a beautiful shade of pink to match your pretty lingerie that you wore.  I might even make it red so you match Rory's, that would be a pretty sight for me to enjoy wouldn't it?"  Until she saw how Daisy reacted she didn't know how far she would go but she had decided that it was the paddle that she would use so she lifted it and rubbed it across the pale cheeks once the brunette was in position.  "Deep breath gorgeous, this is going to sting."

"Yes, please.  I would very much like that, miss," Daisy grinned with her cheeks turning a light shade of pink, a light giggle following her words.  Normally, the submissive wasn't this shy but since this was a new scene and a new experience with both Aoife and Rory, Daisy wanted to be sure that she didn't overstep and that she matched their paces.  For now, she was willing to open up more as the night went on.  Moving over to the bench that Rory had just been on moments ago, Daisy draped herself over it with her ass high in the air for the Domme.  Feeling a bit daring, she shimmied it just slightly to tease as she quickly glanced over her shoulder to see Aoife select the leather paddle before turning back ahead.  Taking in a deep breath, she braced herself for the first impact.

Aoife smirked to herself at the little ass wiggle, so many started off like that but they weren't wiggling at the end if she had her way.  Still she wasn't going to go too far with this one as she didn't know how much the girl could take so lifting the paddle she brought it down against one cheek before quickly repeating the action on the other.  Pausing for a moment to gauge the reaction she repeated it another four times, turning the whole of the pretty butt a glowing pink and making sure to get right round to her sit spot too.  Stopping she ran her hand over the warm skin, "Don't you look so pretty now, all glowing brightly.  I bet that's made you drip even more, you want to be touched so badly don't you gorgeous?"

The moment the paddle smacked down onto her skin, Daisy let out a yelp.  It wasn't out of pain but more so out of surprise even though she had tried to brace herself for it.  With each hit, she felt her body jolt forward.  Her fingers twisted tightly together while she let out a sharp breath after each impact until the sharp stinging covered a large portion of her ass.  And with each hit, Daisy felt her center grow warmer and wetter by the second.  By the end of it, Daisy was already panting excitedly with a large grin on her face.  "Thank you very much, miss," she sighed softly as she felt a hand rub over her skin and quelling the stinging.  She looked over her shoulder to meet the Domme's gaze, quickly passing glances with Rory, before she nodded breathlessly at Aoife.  "Y-yes, very much so.  Just for you, miss," she panted.

"Good girl," Aoife replied softly as her other hand stroked down the submissive's spine, keeping her bent over the bench for a bit longer.   "Rory, hands and knees here, " she ordered sharply.  "Start opening your ass up, one finger then two."  Aoife watched him comply immediately with her order,  one of her own hands slipping down from Daisy's ass to toy with the brunette's slit before a solitary finger stretched out and rubbed slowly at the submissive's clit.  "Mmmm," the domme moaned quietly as she played with the woman while watching the man.  "Such good little submissives to keep me entertained this evening.   Tell me gorgeous, should I tie you or Rory up first?  One tied up and watching while I play with the other......all hard or wet and so very needy."

Daisy preened a little at the praise, instinctually leaning slightly into the Domme's touch while she remained on the bench.  Her knees already felt a little weak but she took this moment as a reprieve to compose herself.  She wondered how Rory felt, seeing his mistress handle another submissive.  But that thought quickly dissipated when Daisy felt Aoife's finger slip down between her folds.  She let out a shuddering gasp, fingers squeezing tightly to the edge of the bench.  The motion momentarily broke Daisy's focus and she almost missed the Domme's question.  Letting out a small whine, Daisy bit down on her lip as she and Rory locked eyes.  "I'm happy to wait patiently while you play with Rory first."

The whine was adorable and the offer sweet but Aoife wasn't prepared to make it that easy for her own submissive.  He was going to work hard to earn any release that she was generous enough to give him, the brunette was a different story.  "Stand up gorgeous and face me," the domme instructed sweetly.  "That's a very kind offer and one that Rory would appreciate I am quite sure.  However he is  still on a warning and knows perfectly well he is lucky he is not in a cock ring or a cage tonight and will thank me for every bit of attention he does get, isn't that right handsome?"  The man looked over but quickly dropped his gaze to the floor as he replied, "Yes Mistress."  Running her gaze slowly, hungrily down Daisy's naked form Aoife made a decision. "Spread your legs and place your hands behind your back," she said quickly as she walked over to the cabinet.  Choosing a few items she was soon back and placing the toys out of Daisy's sight she walked behind and fitted a pair of soft handcuffs to the brunette's wrists.  Staying behind her Aoife's hands reached round and tweaked and rolled both nipples between her fingers, pulling them gently while she placed soft kisses on Daisy's shoulders.  "I think you will look stunning in some nipple clamps, have you ever had them on before?"

Daisy couldn't help but feel a little bad for Rory and she had tried to throw him a bone, but the submissive did not forget how he had neglected to buy flowers for Aoife on her birthday.  She chewed on the inside of her lip before turning her attention back to the Domme.  The guilt wouldn't linger too long as her desires moved to the front and center.  Plus she couldn't be upset if Aoife decided to play with her.  At the instructions, the submissive nodded with a shy smile and secured her hands behind her back, just resting above her stinging ass.  She watched eagerly as Aoife stepped back to the cabinet, wondering just what she was going to return with.  Excitement continued to swirl warmly inside her as she took a few steps to widen her stance.  She wished she could see just what the Domme retrieved but the mystery of it had Daisy bouncing on the inside.  When Aoife placed the clamps onto Daisy, she sucked in a sharp breath at the sensation.  "Very stunning.  You have wonderful taste, miss," she confirmed, nodding her head while her gaze continued to take in the new additions on her body.  "A few times before but not often enough."

Aoife tightened the clamps in place and walked around the front to admire the view.  "They are so very pretty.  I often like a chain between them to pull on but maybe we will leave that for another occasion," she explained, as much talking through her own thoughts for herself as the submissive.  Reaching back she brought out a vibrating egg and showing it first to Daisy she reached her fingers into the brunette's channel and began to play with the wetness she found, preparing the woman for the toy.  "You are wet but I want you dripping for me.  I want your thighs sticky with need before I come back to you.  This toy is set low, almost frustratingly low.  You won't get near to wanting to cum from it but you are going to watch the little show that Rory is going to put on for you as well.  Just relax and enjoy and think about how you will feel next time I touch you."   Her fingers didn't cease their movement as she spoke before Aoife pushed the egg inside the woman, rubbing hard at her clit for a moment before she removed her fingers.  "Clean them," she ordered with  a smirk, holding them up to Daisy's lips and admiring the view of the cuffed submissive, clamps on her nipples and a toy inside her and having to wait now for attention.  The feeling running through the domme at the sight was almost too exciting for her.

As Aoife made her way to stand in front of the submissive, Daisy shifted slightly where she stood.  Having the Domme look her over gave Daisy the urge to stand up a little straighter and lifting her head up a little higher.  All of this tonight was for Aoife to enjoy and to work with.  She liked the idea of having the chain as an additional factor to play with but nodded in understanding at the Domme's decision.  When a vibrating egg came into view, Daisy's eyes widened in excitement.  She let out a small moan, feeling the continued teasing between her legs and another gasp as the toy was set inside of her.  She couldn't help but squirm with delight as the toy slid into her, vibrating in place.  Like promised, it was set very low but Daisy still had to force herself to hold on especially with the Domme's attention to her clit.  It was going to be difficult to not react as the pleasure continued to build, especially when she was going to watch Aoife take care of Rory next.  With a large grin, Daisy opened her mouth and licked Aoife's fingers clean.  She hummed softly as she tasted herself, head bobbing slightly in place while she sucked the fingers.

Aoife held her hand still, her own body warming at the sight of the woman's mouth against her fingers and able to imagine all too easily how it would feel against her body.  Once  she was done she pulled her hand away and leaned in to place a kiss on Daisy's lips as a small reward.  Without saying anything she turned and walked away to the man on the floor.

As she reached him she lifted her hand and planted a firm smack against one ass cheek, pulling back to admire the red hand print she had left.   Sitting back she nudged his hand from his task and reaching around she turned his cheek so that he was looking at Daisy.   "Doesn't she look pretty?  All decorated and dripping.  I can hardly wait to have you both worshipping my body," she told him, loudly enough so that Daisy could hear too.  "Pass me the lube," she ordered briskly a moment later and she moved him back into position, her fingers slipping easily inside him to finish the task he has started for her.  Sliding the plug into position she took a cloth and wiped her fingers, passing it to him so he could do the same before she stood up.  "Stand over here and face our guest.  Legs spread and hands behind your back too," the blonde ordered as she marked the position for Rory, making sure there was space between them for her to walk.

Watching Aoife work on Rory further spread the warmth through Daisy's core.  While the low, vibrating egg did a lot of work on her, getting a glimpse into these two, watching all of this set up... it only increased the anticipation.  The submissive's eyes were glued to the scene before her, occasionally meeting the glances from Rory, his own eyes lustful and heavy.  "You deserve to be worshipped, mistress," he muttered under his breath, his words causing Daisy to nod silently in agreement.  Standing now face-to-face, the man towering over her, Daisy tilted her head up.  Her body was tensing in an attempt to lessen the squirming, but she could feel herself begin to drip down the inside of her thighs.  For a moment, her breath hitched in a soft gasp from the vibrations, causing Daisy to dig her fingernails deep into her palms.

While she was in full control of the situation Aoife's own body was very ready to take things further and get some attention.  Her core was wet and as she stroked a hand lightly down her own arm she could feel the reaction run through her, her skin like paper barely containing every nerve.  She stood at the side of the pair, just back a step from being inbetween and just taking in the scene.  Her gaze moved from one to the other.  Two pretty, naked and needy submissives for her to play with and it more than made up for late flowers on her birthday.  Finally she spoke, having taken in her fill of the picture.  "Rory, while I have no doubt of the answer I want you to check if Daisy is ready for me.  Kneel down and taste her, see if she is as sweet as I expect she is."  The man glanced briefly to Aoife and then to Daisy before he dropped to his knees and wrapping his hands around her thighs he pushed his lips towards her pussy."

Daisy had to bite down on her lip and forcibly take deep breaths.  Each vibration only turned her on even more, but the low setting, it was making it so frustrating and making her desperate for more.  Her head angled slightly toward the Domme who seemed to enjoy the view, and Daisy swallowed hard.  When the offer was extended for this, she wasn't sure what to expect from this experience but she found that Aoife was quite the expert in controlling both submissives.  At her voice, Rory obediently brought himself down, knees a little weak and shaky.  And there was definitely no need to check; the evidence was clear that Daisy was more than ready.  Still, Rory did as his mistress asked of him.  With a shuddering breath, Daisy inched her legs apart as Rory positioned himself between her.  His head angled up to her core as his hands held her in place.  "Oh fuck," she gasped softly when she felt his tongue lick her up and press against her clit.  Between the egg and his tongue, Daisy had to squeeze her eyes shut to not let herself get too excited.

Aoife watched, glued to the scene before her, her lips parting in a breathy gasp as she heard the woman call out.  It was delicious and she wanted so much more.  "Enough," she called as she stepped forward and pulled Rory back to standing, kissing him hard and dirty and tasting the sweet juice on his lips.  "Lovely," she smirked as she turned back to Daisy and repeated the action, kissing  her deeply too.  "Why don't you return the favor gorgeous?  Down on your knees and take him in your pretty lips.  Swallow his cock for me."

The moment Rory stopped and pulled away, Daisy let out a shuddering breath.  She wasn't sure if it was of relief or of disappointment, but either way, her hazy mind had a chance for a brief moment of clarity.  Eyes back open, she swa the scene before her, Aoife kissing Rory deeply before the Domme leaned into Daisy.  She could taste a mix of herself and Rory on Aoife's lips, her kiss returning the same fervor.  When the Domme pulled away, Daisy found herself missing the contact but she nodded nevertheless.  Her shaky knees brought her down, now situating herself between his legs.  Reaching out, her hands grasped his cock, giving it a few strokes before her lips wrapped around his tip.  Her eyes darted up to meet his gaze for moment before her head began to bob deeply along his length, her hand moving in sync.

Aoife waited until Daisy was in position and working Rory up nicely for her before she moved.   She had already looked out a strapless strap on, her favorite for ensuring she got as much enjoyment but she had a harness and dildo laying by the side too.  Stripping out of her corset and panties in view of Rory she tapped her fingers over both before she lifted them over to the bed and placed them down.  Sitting on the edge of the bed she clapped her hands, her eyes trained on both submissives. "Stop," she said firmly.  "Both of you come here."  As soon as they stood before her Aoife stood herself and looked from one to the other before settling on Daisy, "I'm very impressed with you both.  I think it's time to get down to some rewarding fun but fuck was it hot watching you use your mouths.  I hope those lips are all properly warmed up now."  Her hand lifted and tweaked lightly at the clamps on Daisy's nipples, "You don't need any more accessories."  Deftly she removed the two clamps and without pause her hand pushed between the submissive's legs and into her core to whip out the egg.  Her thumb paused to rub lightly at her clit as Aoife leaned forward and whispered in Daisy's ear, "You enjoy being on display like this don't you?  You are so messy but I'm going to make it even worse before we are finished."

Daisy continued sucking, feeling a bit of her drool begin to drip down her lips.  Her eyes watered both from choking on Rory's cock but also from the agonizing yet delicious vibrations that continued to torment between her legs.  Any sense of clarity that she had gained earlier was quickly dashed away as she focused only on the task before her.  Then came the sudden command to stop.  Removing her lips from Rory, a slight string of drool connected her flush lips to his length.  Her hair, previously tied up in a bun, was mussed with loose strands shaping her face.  Breathing heavy, Daisy stood up with a bit of help from Rory and the two made their way before Aoife.  She let out a small gasp as the clamps were deftly removed, her nipples perked and swollen with arousal.  And when the Domme reached to remove the vibrating egg, Daisy let out a choked moan, managing a nod, hanging onto every word and motion from Aoife.  "Y-yes, miss, thank you miss," she murmured, chills traveling throughout her body.

As Aoife spoke to Daisy her other hand moved unseen to stroke along Rory's cock.  She turned to him with a wicked grin and well aware how close he was to begging for his release too.  "And you are so needy too aren't you handsome?  The merest word from me and you would make a mess all over the floor.  Look at your cock, leaking constantly....but you are my good boy and behaving."  The submissive's eyes were wide and never strayed from the blonde domme's face though the strain on him was evident.  "Yes Mistress, I am waiting for you."  Aoife smacked her hand down against his rigid length with a grin before she moved back and lay on the bed, "I think it is my turn now.  Rory bring that sexy mouth up here and worship my breasts and Daisy I think it's time I find out how good those lips are.  Rory certainly enjoyed it but I want your attention on my pussy.  Let us see who can impress me enough to fuck them first."

Between the two submissives, Daisy could sense how heady and needy the two of them had become.  A single word from Aoife and she could easily undo both of them.  Even just seeing the way the Domme treated Rory had Daisy's core growing wetter and warmer.  Turning her attention back to the blonde, Daisy crawled onto the bed, her eyes watching the scene unfold.  Rory situated himself on the bed beside the Domme, his eager mouth placing heavy kisses against her skin before lips wrapped around her nipple.  Not one to fall behind and certainly not one to miss out on such an incentive, Daisy got to work.  Her hands grabbed onto Aoife's hips while she started kissing upward, starting from the inside of her thighs.  Making her way up to the Domme's center, Daisy buried her face in.  Her tongue lapped up the juices that were already leaking out of her.  She moaned and hummed as she continued, tongue spreading the folds, mouth sucking on the swollen clit.  Looking up, Daisy wanted Aoife to see her, to watch her, as she did her best to please her.

Aoife was pleased that both submissives instantly followed her orders, not that she had expected anything less.  Rory knew just how to tease and lick at her breasts to get a reaction from her but it was clear that Daisy knew what she was doing too.  Making sure her head was raised on a pillow so she could see the whole scene Aoife moaned softly, whispering words of praise and encouragement to them both.  It didn't take long for her to get to her own point of climax and one hand reached down to hold Daisy in place while she called Rory to her.  Kissing him thoroughly she held them both captive as her orgasm rolled through her, a moment of stillness followed as she let her body calm again before she released her hold on them both.

Maybe she was at a bit of a disadvantage.  Daisy wasn't as familiar with the Domme's body as Rory was considering the time the two of them must have spent together.  Still, she was eager to please, nose pressed as close in as possible, tongue working to pull a climax out of Aoife.  Her face was covered in the Domme grew closer and closer, and it was evident that she must have done something right because Daisy felt a hand pull and hold her head in place.  She let out a small "umf" before she quickened her pace, sucked harder, and felt Aoife cum all over her face.  Her own breathing grew heavier, a warmth of pleasure that soaked her aching core.  When Daisy felt the grip slacken only then did she move away and placed lazy kisses against Aoife's inner thighs.  "I hope you enjoyed that, miss," she breathed with a small giggle.

Kissing Rory again Aoife smiled lovingly at him before she turned her attention back to Daisy, crooking a finger to call her up towards her.  "I enjoyed it very much gorgeous," she praised as she kissed her lips too and enjoying more than she should the tell tale shimmer of her own arousal on the brunette's face.  "You are both wonderful and have done so well for me," she said as she looked between them both making her decision.  "However I don't think it's fair to make our guest wait any longer.  Daisy, lie down on the bed.  It's time for my good girl to get her reward."  Aoife stood up and fitted on the harness and dildo, knowing that if she was to use the two way one so soon after her own release she would be falling apart herself before she got to Rory.   "Let me just check you are still ready," she purred as she lowered her head towards the brunette's pussy and licked a long stripe down the centre.  "So very ready and so sweet," she remarked before kneeling back up and sliding the toy into the woman's channel.

Daisy continued to place a trail of kisses against the inner thighs, letting a small lazy grin spread across her face.  When she was pulled up, she locked her lips with Aoife's and let out a satisfied moan.  The promise of a reward had flitted away from her mind until the Domme spoke once more.  Rory gave a nod despite his own aching desires, though Daisy was so preoccupied with her own desperation to even feel bad for him.  Biting down on her lip, Daisy scooted onto the bed and laid down.  Her eyes fluttered shut as she felt Aoife's tongue glide across her center, eliciting another moan.  Her fingers gripped the bed sheets that pooled in her fists.  Daisy was eager to accept whatever Aoife wanted to do to her, and her swollen lips parted in a gasp when she felt the toy slide into.  "Oh fuck, miss...," she whimpered in small cry.

With a nod to the floor Aoife didn't wait to check that Rory had moved himself to kneel on the floor.  She wanted him to watch, knew how he enjoyed it but she also wanted to let Daisy have her moment without concern about anyone else.  "Good girl," Aoife praised lightly.  "Just relax and enjoy it."  Building up the speed she snapped her hips back and forth settling into a good rhythm for her and one that seemed to be pulling reactions from the submissive.  "How does it feel beautiful?  You look so gorgeous with your tits bouncing and nipples all hard and your legs spread like a needy girl.   I bet you are so close, let Miss hear you beg.  I bet you sound so pretty when you beg."

As Rory moved to the floor, kneeling and watching, Daisy felt herself already panting with each thrust.  Her eyes stung as the Domme built up the pleasure once more.  It wasn't difficult since the submissive was already so wound up from the entire night already.  "Fuuuuck, mmm, so good, oh my god, miss," she cried out as Aoife set out a pace, gliding in and out of her.  The air filled with a slew of whines, cries, moans, swears.  Her back arched with each unrelentless thrust, leaving Daisy closer and closer to a climax.  Her eyes squeezed shut as Daisy felt herself grow close.  "Oh god, miss, please, can I cum?  Can I cum for you, please, miss, please?" she begged desperately.

The sounds tumbling from the pink lips filled Aoife with delight.  Every breathless moan and expletive told her that she was working the girl up in the best way and when Daisy began to beg Aoife's grin grew.  Had it been Rory she would have pushed it further, knew how far she could push him but she hadn't played with Daisy before so she wasn't to allow the woman to fail.  Looking to the side she smiled wickedly at Rory, "Stroke that cock and keep yourself ready.  Listen to all those beautiful sounds and imagine how you will feel when it is your turn."  Turning back to the brunette, her hips never stopping their movement she reached out to rub at her clit, "You can cum beautiful.  Nice and loud for me now."

With the additional pleasure against her clit, Daisy's hips bucked against Aoife's.  Everything was just tunnel visioned onto the growing journey towards her climax.  Whatever delicious outcome that resulted, Daisy was so close.  She just needed those words, the permission.  And it came like a beautiful siren.  A few more thrusts and Daisy's body tensed as she came in loud cries.  Back arched, toes curled, fingers tightly gripping the bedsheets, she had come completely undone for the Domme.  Panting, Daisy was fully in her subspace now and had to take several pants before her body relaxed back onto the bed.  With a large, tired grin across her face, she tilted her head up to Aoife.  "Oh my god... thank you, miss."

Aoife continued to fuck the submissive right through her orgasm, thoroughly enjoying the way her body twisted and bucked below the blonde.  Pulling the toy out slowly as it was clear Daisy was coming down from her climax she lay down by the side of the submissive and held her close for a moment.  "Well done gorgeous.  You looked stunning," Aoife smiled, pressing a kiss to the dark haired woman's forehead.  "How are you feeling?"

She could feel strands of hair stick to her face as she looked over at the Domme now laying beside her.  Even if her mind was still fuzzy from the orgasm, she couldn't stop grinning.  "Really, really great, miss," she replied honestly.  Her face might start hurting from all the smiling but she was still beyond herself with what had just happened.  "Thank you miss."  She blushed at the compliment, knowing that Miss Aoife was the one who had made her look stunning with that fucking.  Her fingers and body ached from all the tension she held but it was a satisfying soreness.

Brushing some hair back from the submissive's face Aoife kissed her cheek softly.  "I'm glad you enjoyed it.  Now how about I get you into a nice hot bath to relax and soothe those muscles and then I'll get some cream on that red ass?"  This was always the hardest part for Aoife when she scened with two submissives, making sure both had adequate aftercare and time to come out of their subspace.  Wrapping the blanket over Daisy she stood and kissed Rory's lips as she passed whispering, "Soon."  The bathroom was across the hall and while she had considered having a bath installed in the playroom for this very reason she had decided it was better to give submissives time to come down rather than try to relax if she was still with someone else.  The tub filled quickly and she made sure to lay out fresh towels and a selection of toiletries Daisy may need.  Coming back to the playroom Aoife spoke softly, "Your bath is ready Daisy.  Let me help you in and you can relax."  As she stepped back she looked to Rory, "All fours on the bed handsome."

Daisy nodded, feeling her body already grow heavy.  She enjoyed the gentleness now that came from the Domme, a stark contrast from the roughness that came earlier in the scene.  Still, the submissive liked both.  With the blanket wrapped around her shoulders, Daisy managed to find some remaining strength in her legs as she passed the patient Rory and followed Aoife to the bathroom.  "Thank you, miss," Daisy managed softly as the bath filled up.  Discarding the blanket to one side, the submissive carefully stepped into the  water with Aoife's help before letting warmth envelope her.  "I'm good, miss, I promise.  You can go to Rory."

Aoife made sure that Daisy was safely in the bath and settled before she stepped back.  "The door remains open and if you need anything you just call.  Use anything that you want."  She kissed her forehead again before she made her way back across to the playroom.  Quickly swapping to the strapless toy she made short work of drawing a well deserved and hard earned orgasm from the man on his knees and another for herself before she collapsed into his arms and feeling the air of desire settle around them both.  Leading him through to their bedroom Aoife ran another bath for them and getting Rory situated in that she pulled on a silk robe and made her way back to Daisy.  "How are you gorgeous?  Ready to get out?"  Helping her out of the bath she led her through to the spare room and after applying some cream to the submissive's behind she left her to get dressed while Aoife went downstairs to pick up some snacks for them all, should anyone want them.

The bath had both relaxed and rejuvenated Daisy.  From across the hall, she could hear Aoife and Rory go through their scene, feeling pretty satisfied that all three of them had gotten at least one orgasm tonight.  All the while, Daisy cleaned up and massaged her arms and legs from the soreness of the scene.  She had let her hair down as well, dark wet locks floating in the water.  The scene had been amazing and the aftercare already was bringing Daisy back from her subspace.  When the Domme returned, Daisy greeted her with a large smile.  "Yes, please," she replied, holding onto Aoife as she pulled herself out.  Wrapping herself up with a towel, they returned to the guest room where the cream was quickly applied to her bottom.  "Are you Rory ok?" she asked softly.  Daisy could already feel herself lulling off on the comfortable bed but she managed a few more "thank you"s before Aoife left.

"We are fine gorgeous.  Both feeling very relaxed after such a fun evening."  Aoife came back from the kitchen and placed a bottle of water, one of apple juice and some crackers and chocolate on the bedside table.  "You were so good for me Daisy, thank you.," Aoife praised as she turned down the covers of the bed.  "I am just down the hallway if you need me and if not then I will see you in the morning.  Get some sleep gorgeous.  Good night."   Covering up the woman Aoife places a final kiss to her head before she left to return to her own submissive, bath and bed.

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A lot can happen in seven minutes, One shot

So, toshisurtsdottir and I decided to both do a one shot for an idea she came up with. To see how similar or different they would be! Go check her page out for her one shot. :-D

Idea: Loki has had a crush on you ever since He first saw you. But you dislike him and ignore his flirting as good as you can. (it can get extremly annoying at times.) During one of Tonys partys, Tony suddenly has the idea to play seven minutes in heaven. After a few times the bottle lands on you. Loki sees his Chance and uses his magic to make the bottle point at him next. Now you have to spent 7 minutes in a wardrobe with Loki.

You weren’t best pleased when Tony suggested to play seven minutes in heaven. It had been bad enough playing that during stupid sleepovers when you were younger when boys sneaked in.

But to be playing with The Avengers? Even worse!

You especially hoped that Loki wouldn’t end up in the wardrobe with you. You did your best to avoid him. No matter how much he flirted with you.

It wasn’t that you didn’t find him attractive, oh no. You had eyes after all. You found him to be drop dead gorgeous. You struggled to take your eyes off of him when he was training at the same time as you, watching those muscles of his move under his shirt. The way he was so graceful and could glide across the field with such ease and skill.

No. You kept reminding yourself about everything he did before he joined the team. The rest of them had perhaps forgotten it. But you wouldn’t. The destruction, the pain, the heartbreak of New York. Even if he hadn’t been himself, it still troubled you.

And he had become a royal pain in your ass of late since he upped his game of flirting with you. It was just getting out of hand and downright annoying. It made you despise him, you desperately wanted to punch that handsome face of his.

You sat in the circle, with the rest of the team around you. Loki was sat just opposite you, slightly to the right. He kept looking at you with one of his mischievous smirks. You knew he was just waiting for the bottle to land on him so he could hope it would then land on you.

The game lasted a while. You did end up going in, but it was after Natasha had already been chosen to go in. It was funny, you almost gave yourself up by laughing as soon as you entered. Though she knew it was you as soon as she felt you up, feeling your boobs was a big giveaway.

She’d then whispered into your ear to play along, pretend to have some fun to give the guys something to talk about outside. So the two of you moaned and gasped, making the rest of the team really confused and wondering just what the hell was going on inside the wardrobe.

It was no surprise when the two of you emerged that the guys were all red faced and had slight, ahem, bulges. It just made you both laugh. But they soon realised they’d been played, since both your clothes were still in-tact.

The team all ended up with one or another. Bruce nearly ended up turning into Hulk at one point when Tony ended up in there with him.

Then the bottle landed on you again. You felt your stomach drop. Wondering who would end up with you. The sly smirk on Loki’s face made you feel even worse. You could only pray to God, a different God, that it wouldn’t land on him.

You were so nervous when you went into the wardrobe. Not knowing who would be entering. You had to stand with your back to the door, so you wouldn’t see whoever entered. It would be cheating otherwise.

Your ears perked up when you heard the door open, then it closed again and suddenly the space seemed so much smaller. You knew instantly it was one of the men, you could just tell. Then when you turned around you knew exactly who it was without touching them.

The smell of leather, rather lovely cologne, and a masculine kinda smell hit your nose and made your head swim.

Loki.

Loki towered over you, enjoying the way he could sense your trembling. He could hear your every intake of breath, the shakiness of it. He deliberately took a small step closer, closing that distance between you both.

Your breasts hit against his leather and metal armour. Your instincts made you reach up and push against his chest, but he didn’t move.

‘Why you?’ You said through gritted teeth, trying to keep your cool.

‘Why not me, darling? Come now, I can tell you like this. Being in the dark, with me. What could be better?’ You couldn’t see the big ass smirk on his face, but you knew it was there.

‘I’d rather be in here with a lion.’

‘Oh that could be arranged, my dear.’ He then shifted slightly, leaning down so his lips were right by your ear. ‘But I assure you, I am hungrier than a lion.’ He growled deep from within his chest. And there was no hiding the small whimper that came from your lips, making Loki feel triumphant already.

‘Don’t.’ You only just managed to say when you felt his large hand come to rest on your hip, his thumb moving in slow circles against your skin. You cursed yourself for wearing a dress with lots of parts showing skin.

‘You do not sound very convincing, love. For months you’ve denied my advances, but I know you don’t want to resist.’ He then flicked his tongue against your earlobe, sending a shiver down your spine.

He was right. You really didn’t want to resist. He was making it so difficult.

‘No, you’re an asshole.’ You tried to keep yourself together, but Loki’s hand slid up your side, until he cupped your breast.

‘Are you sure about that? You know, there are legendary tales about my silver tongue.’ As he spoke, he rubbed his thumb across the front of your dress, right where your nipple was. To your shame, it was already hard before he even touched it.

‘Oh, god!’ You groaned and your head fell backwards. Your nipples were so sensitive, a weak spot.

‘Yes, I am.’ Loki chuckled, amused at your actions but also pleased that he was winning.

He took advantage of your new position with your neck, exposing more to him, and he started suckling against you. His thumb still moving over your nipple, where you secretly, desperately, wished wasn’t covered with clothing.

‘Loki.’ You moaned.

‘That’s it, darling. Give in to me. Say my name.’ He purred, nipping lightly against your neck.

‘We… Only have seven minutes.’ You gasped out when he finally stopped attacking your neck, letting you think again.

You couldn’t see the big grin that spread across his lips.

‘Oh, you don’t know what I can do to you in seven minutes.’ You’d never heard his tone like that before, dripping with pure sex.

You don’t know how you didn’t just sink to your knees for him there and then…

Tony was keeping track of the time, then he pulled the doors open when the timer went off. ‘Alright time’s uuuuu… EWWWWW GUYS GET A ROOM!’ Tony shouted, completely appalled what he saw upon opening the doors.

Loki was kneeling down with his back to everyone, but he had your legs draped over his shoulders with his head buried between your thighs. Your back was firmly against the back of the wardrobe and your hands were tangled in his hair.

Even with being exposed to everyone, it was too late. Loki’s skilful tongue swirled expertly around your clit and just after Tony quickly shut the door again, you screamed in pleasure as Loki made you come on his tongue.

[queercode-my-minecraft]

I heard Mamma Mia au. Nobody said it? Fine, here ya have it

Everything here has been created with the help of the gorgeous and hilarious @adultmorelikeadolt (also, a thanks to @darknightvirgil for having created the server where we came up with this idea)

Lets unravel this story shall we?

The Backstory

After graduating Logan de los Santos, bidding farewell to his best friends Remy Alexander and October “Toby” Mese, decides to pass the next year traveling around the world

His first stop is London, where after watching a theatre production (the main characters being a certain Roman Garcia and Dorian Valentine) meets the charming Roman Garcia who he quickly falls in love

The two pass three weeks together in London, having the best times of their lives

Until Dorian, who always wanted to one up Roman in everything, decides to meet Logan and try to woo him

Logan doesn’t truly fall for this man from the mistmatched eyes and a ferocious glint, but he is good in bed so y’know

Dorian decides to take Logan to Paris and Roman is heartbroken, and thinking that Logan loves Dorian he doesn’t follow them

They arrive in Paris at four in the morning and as they’re getting out of the airport the two lose track of each other and go deperiate ways

Logan meets this half Greek half French lady called Linda, who has really messy hair

The two pass some day together, visiting the city (they discover they both have a passion for museums and ancient history) and as Dorian is walking through the city kind of lost he sees the two of them, both with dishevealed hair and matching grins

Dorian confronts Logan who tells him to fuck off 

So, Dorian returns to London where he discovers that in his absence Roman has become a famous actor 

Meanwhile, Linda decides to bring Logan where she grew up: on a small island in Greece.

The two go, full of hope and Logan falls in love with the place (they reside in a seemingly abbandoned house complex, which is Linda’s from the moment her parents died)

Nine months later, Linda dies having a child which Logan decides to call Patton after Pathos

The Story

Patton has grown up knowing that his mother was Linda and had extremly messy hair

however, he had always loved looking through his parents stuff and two names had always popped up: Roman Garcia and Dorian Valentine

As he was getting married shortly he decided to invite these two men, who, from what he gathered, had loved his Dad (which he loves a lot, thank you)

((who is he getting married? Virgil Alighieri of course, who’s too anxious to tell his love that he doesn’t really want to marry right away and would love to visit the world with him instead))

Roman is pleasantly suprised of having been invited to a wedding, he recieves a lot of fanmail but Logan had invited him to his son’s wedding and he would love to see the other man again

Dorian is suprised too, but negatively and although he destroys the invite he takes his boat and goes to place, just for a quick glance

Logan meets up with his best friends: Remy and Toby (he thinks his parents were smoking something for having him and his bothers called like fucking months).

Remy loves the stage and loves singing, and although he isn’t the lead voice everyone loves him (and they probably went in his bed)

Meanwhile, Roman and Dorian arrive on the island, welcomed by this young man who acts like the embodiment of an actual ray of sunshine and who they discover being the child of the quiet but alluring Logan de los Santos and this woman from the messy hair

As the two reside in a tiny uncomfortable room, Logan sees them and the ghosts of the past come to hunt him once more

(I’d love to see Logan sing Mamma Mia)

The moment Roman sees Logan he is a lovesick fool, and although Logan tells them to fuck off he decides to stay with Dorian on his boat but remain for the wedding 

Logan has no idea what to do, because he wants everything perfect and thinks that with those two all he worked for will be brutally destroyed, Remy and Toby are having a field and decide to cheer him up, in their unique way

Patton, in the meantime, tells Virgil what he has done. They talk softly on a desolated marina as the sun is setting and around them everything is pink and these truly soft and tranquil colours. There, Virgil admits that he would love to see the world with Patton, and he will gladly marry Patton if that made him happy

The next day Remy meets Dorain in a bar and nobody sees the two for some hours

Patton meets up with Roman and they bond. Roman tells Patton about the shows he has performed and the places he has visited and Patton talks about the life on the island and convinces Roman to at least try talking with his Dad

It’s noon and Roman manages to round up Logan and tries to talk with him. However, Logan doesn’t understand why this man, who is successful and so beautiful, would, as he states, leave everything to be with him. On an island forgotten by the entire world

Roman leaves the aread and finds himself with Dorian, his so-called-rival he hadn’t seen in years. They talk things out, admiting their own problems they had caused when young and trying to foget their past conflicts

Nostalgia time for Logan!

The sun is setting once again, and all the guests are in the church eady to celebrate the wedding when Patton gets on one knee and asks Virgil:

“You want to marry and forget about your dreams to visit the world, but I don’t want to see you caged on an island forgotten. So, Virgil Alighieri, would you make me the happiest, or second happiest, man and be my partner as we travel the world?”

Virgil is in tears, he says yes and all the guests are freaking out. Is the wedding canceled?

However, in the chaos Roman looks at Logan at gets on one knee and asks:

“We have met yeas ago and there isn’t a moment I haven’t wished I had followed you to Paris, and then in Greece. I would give up anything to be with you, because I believe that by your side is where I truly belong. I would love if you would marry me on this day...”

Before he can finish his speech Logan is a sobbing mess, hugging him and murmuring “I love you’s”

Roman and Logan end up marrying and Patton and Virgil, after the celebrations, start traveling the world

The two send Logan and Roman post cards from everywhere, their personal favourite place was Disneyland in Florida

[revengeworld]

Let the Past die. XV

Zombie Apocalypse AU

Kylo x Reader (+ Solo siblings)

Words: +2.200

Warnings: HORRIBLE written Fluff, Angst

AN: I think this is one of the worst written Chapters yet. :’D I hope you guys still enjoy it.I just had a huuuuuge writing block while working on this chapter. Let me know what you guys think!

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Chapter 15 - Home

Later then originally planned, the two of them were inside the snow covered mall. It looked extremly beautyfull but creepy at the same time when they thought about all the people that would normally stroll through here.

“The roof collapsed. We should be careful.” she whispered and Kylo nodded, looking around this abandoned place.

“So since we don´t really need to be worrying about biters in this cold. What do you want to do first?” Kylo had the widest gin on his face and already stomped through the snow to a distorted floor plan.

It was obvious that Kylo enjoyed to be on the road again, not being locked up in the hut.

“You know what? I let you decide.” she smiled, while kissing his cheek. Seeing him so excited warmed her heart even in this cold winter day.

Thinking silently for a moment it seemed like he had a sudden idea.

“Come on!” pulling her onto the snowy escalator, they carefully climbed the metal stairs.

“So what is your plan?” she asked while looking around the upper floor.

“Play pretend! Ready for Prom?” he grinned wide and she could only shake her head with a smile.

The first hours the both of them just walked around, looking into the windows and explored the shops while stealing kisses from each other.

Pulling her into a clothing shop, Y/N first thought they would just look for new clothes, especially for Ben, but when they were passing all the regular clothes she got suspicious.

“Uhm Kylo?”

“Just a little more.” he promised and soon they were surrounded by fancy clothes.

“We pick your prom dress!” he suddenly announced and twirled her around. Starting to giggle, she looked at all the fancy dresses in front of her.

“Are you serious?” she asked, letting her fingers run over the soft fabric of a red satin dress.

“Why not? Today is our Date, so why shouldn´t it be our Prom as well?” Kylo asked and pressed a gentle kiss against her temple.

“Today is our day. Let´s enjoy it.” he whispered into her ear and she could only grin.

“Let´s party!”

Grabbing everything they could carry, the soon wrecked the dressing rooms, trying on the weirdest combinations while laughing their heads off.

“God you look hideous.” Y/N tried to contain her laughter when she saw her boyfriend with a top hat.

“Look who is walking, Miss Mermaid!” he stalked around her and looked at the enormous gown.

“Did you pick anything yet?” he asked while unbuttoning a black shirt.

“Actually yes.” proudly holding up a simple black dress he smirked. She did fit it to his liking he knew that, but as long as she liked it too he was fine with it.

“You will look gorgeous! Take it,  and let´s look around a bit more, the had some good warm clothes up front. Maybe we can find something from the Wishlist.” he mumbled while pulling over his shirt and big flanel jacket.

“Sounds good to me. How about the Toystore on the corner.” she nodded and shouldered her backpack.

“And the CD Shop on the other side.” he added.

While they looked through the normal clothes, Y/N couldn´t hinder a sighed leaving her lungs. All these fashion clothes just a waste. The y weren´t even usable in anyway, even if they would try and make something new out of it.

Everything that could be slightly usable wandered into empty bags, and Y/N and Kylo were more then satisfied with the bigger clothes for Ben. There weren´t much with space prints but dinosaurs should be just as good.

When they slandered through the Music Store, it was like a flashback from an earlier life. Normally she would have hung out with her friends here, while trying to get the newest CD of their favourite Artists. But now this store was empty, filled with dust and things that would probably never been touched again by anyone when they would leave.

“What do you think of this one?” turning around to Kylo, who had called out to her, she saw him hold up a black new acoustic guitar.

“I think it´s a good replacement for your old one.” hugging him tightly she knew how much he missed his old one, which sadly got damaged.

Looking at his open big, she noticed the at least 20 CD cases. “Geez Kylo what are all those?” she giggled and wanted to reach out for one but he stopped her.

“Just… music….” he mumbled and quickly walked around her. Shrugging her shoulders she followed.

Exploring every store they could get into they soon noticed that it was already getting dark.

“Well at least we found the clothes we needed already.” she looked at the bags on the cargo bed of the truck and then back to the sky.

“Okay, then let´s look into this thing and then we go back for now.” Kylo swung a crowbar before returning inside the mall and up the escalator. Y/N followed slowly, watching Kylo turn a corner before she stopped in her tracks. Maybe it was just her imagination, but she thought she heard a scratching sound nearby.

When she wanted to call out to Kylo, he already came sliding around the corner. “RUN!”

For a moment she wasn´t sure if she believed her eyes, when she saw a bunch of dogs running after him. “Oh Fuck!!” turning on her heels the both of them were running as fast as they could.

“The escalators!” Kylo screamed before Y/N jumped on the middle part to slide it down, falling into the snow, she quickly jumped up before Kylo crashed right beside her, the dogs still on their heels.

“Get to the Truck quick!!” breaking through the doors she suddenly felt Kylos hand grabbing the back of her jeans before he tossed her onto their vehicle, landing next to her seconds after.

Catching their breaths, both of them soon started to laugh while the dogs circled the car. Not hearing anyone of them growl but more whimper they carefully looked over the edge.

“I think they are just hungry. We could spare some...” she suggested to Kylo who ruffled through her hair before he nodded.

Throwing the dogs the snacks the had kept for themselves, Kylo rummaged through his backpack to reveal another polaroid camera. Taking a few shots of the dogs and how Y/N feed them. Soon all of them left as a big group, jumping and playing around in the snow.

Looking at herself in the mirror, she almost didn´t recognize herself, even with the fancy, black long dress on. Half a year ago she probably would have tried to curl her hair and put nice make up on, but now the only thing she could to was to put up her hair with the pins she wound in a drug store and a bit of eyeliner.

“Can I come out now? Why did I even need to put it on now?” she sighed, disappointed that she couldn´t be prettier even if she wanted to.

Opening the bathroom door, Kylo grinned and looked her up and down.

“God you look so fucking hot...” he mumbled and it quickly put a smile back to her lips. “Even though I prefer your biter slayer look.” gently hitting him against his shoulder he slowly pulled her into the living room.

“Wow...” she could only breath while looking around. He had barricaded all the windows so that the light from the at least 50 candles wouldn´t be noticed from outside, while soft music was echoing through the room.

“It´s not ideal, I know. But it´s … some kind of prom?” nervous he scratched his neck while he looked on the floor.

“I love it...” she whispered while cuddling up against his chest. “Thank you.”

“When did you came up with this?” taking her hands he only shrugged with his shoulders.

“I don´t know, it just came to my head.” starting to slowly sway to the music she gently laid her arms around his neck.

Pulling her closer, the two of them slowly danced to the quiet music in the background.

Laying her head against his chest, Y/N closed her eyes, just enjoying this normal moment, before a weird pop song started to play.

“Oh my God, I didn´t know that they were such horrible fucking songs on this fucking CD.” Kylo quickly apologized and changed the music.

“I don´t care which music is playing just come here!” stretching out her arms, he soon returned to her before pressing light kisses against her lips.

Stretching under the warm blanket, Y/N wrapped her arms around Kylos large Torso before opening her Eyes.

“Kylo?” sighing she tried to take a look out the window but he was holding her down.

Growling he tried to bury her again under the blanket, but she was having none of it this time. Since about three days they had all the stuff they needed and normally they would have returned already, but somehow Kylo managed to persuade her to stay a little longer.

“I go take a shower and after that, we should plan, okay?” she whispered and showered him with little kisses all over his face.

“Yeah… sure, whatever.” Kylo pulled his pillow closer and pressed his face in it.

Shaking her head with a smile, Y/N searched for clean clothes before retreating into the bathroom.

Suddenly hearing screams, Kylo opened his eyes again, had he dozed off before the faint scream became more prominent and his head snapped up.

“Y/N?!” calling for her he didn´t got an answer. Stumbling onto his feet, the screams became louder and louder by the second.

“Y/N answer!” he screamed through the House and hasty looked into every room before he came to the locked bathroom door, the screams now so loud that they were ringing in his ears.

“Y/N are you okay?!” rattling at the door, panic was rising in his chest when she didn´t answer. “Open the damn door!! Come one sweetheart!!” his heart started to race and the screams became more and more painful. Not being able to see another way, Kylo started to punch the wooden door until a gaping hole had formed, on the other side was Y/N looking shocked at him.

“Are you okay? I...I heard you screaming ...” he suddenly mumbled until he noticed her scared look. His eyes suddenly widening in realisation. She hadn´t screamed and she wasn´t in any danger.

Closing his Eyes he pushed the hair, that had falling in his face, back. It was all in his imagination. The moment he woke up and she wasn´t around his mind had instantly switched to the night were this bastard was dragging her away, being forced to listen to her screams while he couldn´t help her, they were burned into his mind.

Catching her breath, Y/N was watching Kylo closely while pulling back on her sweatshirt, before opening the destroyed door.

Cupping his face, she looked in to his eyes which were focused on the floor in horror.

“It´s okay...” she whispered, realising that he probably had a panic attack.

“Kylo look at me!” sternly lifting his chin, his eyes which were filling up with tears met hers. “You need to breath, come on.” taking a deep breath herself, he soon joined her, even though his were extremely shaky.

But soon both of them took deep and long breaths together and he seemed to calm down.

“We are fine Kylo. Nobody is hurting us anymore.” Y/N tried to reassure him and could hear him repeat her words quietly.

Smiling at him she carefully left small kisses on his cheek before pressing a final long one on his lips.

“How about you join me in the bathtub? Then you don´t have to be scared to loose me.”

Feeling his hand on her neck, Y/N let him pull her into another kiss before he slowly nodded.

“Y/N I ...” laying a finger on his lips, she leaned her forehead against his. “It´s okay.” Hugging his Torso tightly the two of them just stood there a few moments while embracing each other.

Leaning against his bare chest, Y/N was staring down at there connected hands.

“We really should go home.” feeling Kylo push his head against the back of her shoulder she sighed.

“I know you rather would stay a little longer, but you are worried otherwise you wouldn´t just had that panic attack. And I´m worried too.”

He knew she was right, even though he didn´t want to admit it.

“I know...” he finally agreed and hugged her tighter.

“Besides, Ben will hate us if we don´t show up with his stuff soon” hearing his soft chuckle, Y/N looked over her shoulder and pressed a long kiss on his cheek.

“You know what?” she suddenly asked and turned around in the bathtub. “Maybe you should get a white beard, you could be Santa.” she giggled while putting foam on his beard and hair.

“You little...” grabbing her by her hip, he started to tickle her while she tried to fend of his hands with a laugh.

At the end both of them were totally covered in foam, laughing at each other at how ridiculous they looked, before Kylo was wiping her face clean, gently stroking over her cheek.

“Yeah, let´s go home.”

Tags: @karma-jolie @hungrymango @sdavid09 @attorneyl @celestiaelisia @zoemonster200 @marveloussirens11 @plethora-of-things @ayatimascd @ghostslikemydoubts

[god-of-lust-negan]

The red for Passion and Warmth

A/N: This is written for @flames-bring-a-ton-of-ash ‘s “fall into negan writing challenge” and I’ve chosen the prompt “knitting a scarf” because well, scarves can be used as cuffs ;). I hope you enjoy. Also, a note for the creator, this is my fanfiction blog, my real account is @yarabi99 

Summary: You and Negan expect a baby and you are really good at knitting you so you make something special that made him cry.

Pairings: Negan x reader

Warnings: Implied smut, not too sexual but just him talking is dirty talking. Also, there will be angst, beware. Angst with a serving more angst and for dessert there is a special: Tears of Sadness. 

      It was a chilly afternoon in the early fall.You were humming softly to your favorite song while you rocked yourself on the white, soft recliner chair. You were busy knitting happily while waiting for your husband to come home from work. You were cautious with the long, steel needles from poking your fingers and your child.

     You were currently waiting for your husband to arrive home from work, excited to tell him that you completed your fifth the final scarf. You stopped rocking when you heard the door creak open and slam, a very giveaway that he was tired, letting the door close on it’s own. You then heard the familiar, rough and deep tone voice, “Fuck, I am so fuckin’ tired.” He groaned.

    When Negan entered in his coach’s uniform, you admired his sense of fashion of going with the black track suit, making him look slimmer and much more sexier. He dragged his feet to the brown, soft-looking chair, his hips moving lazily. You smiled small and looked up to see a resting face, with close eyes. You removed your dark, gray blanket onto the basket that was filled with yarn and other materials.You carefully stood up, placing your hands on your belly. You walked up to Negan’s chair and you saw his eyes open, seeing a smile form immediately. He removed his fist from his chin and spread both arms to hug you. 

    Negan sat up as he placed his hands on your belly, leaning forward to kiss it, fascinated that inside of you was a baby that he so desperately wanted to holding his arms. “Hi baby.” He grinned, his deep dimples showing his smooth, shaved jaw, “You aren’t giving any trouble to mommy huh?” He placed another kiss and looked up to see your gorgeous face. “Hey baby doll. Any troubles?” He asked, as he softly rubbed his hard on the belly.

   You shook your head, “Not since yesterday, sweetie.” You say, moving your hand to place on his hand, “How was your day sweetheart?”

  Negan sighs in frustration just thinking about his day, “Fucking Freshmen...” He took your hand as he stood up, “Why do I always get the hormonal teens?”

   You snickered as you poked his chest, “That’s your punishment for always cussing, I told you before to control it and you let the dog loose.” You remarked and saw his eyes roll from one side to the other with a smirk on his precious, kissable lips. You heard him chuckle as he moved behind you, resting his chin on your shoulder and his hands on your belly, rubbing softly with his calloused hands. 

   “I still can’t fucking believe I’m going to be a father.” 

   “Believe it hun, and soon you’re gonna regret it.” You sighed, already excited to hear the cries in the middle of the night, the dark bags bringing flashbacks of your college, restless nights, “ Don’t start complaining when you check up on your son in the middle of the night.”

   You heard him scoff, “What makes you think I will wake up up to the sounds of my child crying?”

  “Because one!” You held up a finger, startling Negan, “You got me pregnant, painful agonizing hours.” You held up a second finger then you lifted your third finger, “You knocked me up.”

  Negan scoffed at your third claim, pulling away from you, “You’re fucking making it look like it was my decision but let me fucking remind you.” you can feel his hands slither onto your hips and down your thighs, his mouth so close to your ears, “You didn’t want me to stop, so with your pretty little voice you said, ‘More’ and I gave you more, more and more that your mind was just focusing on my huge fucking hard dick and you didn’t want me to pull out and so while I claimed you as mine, you wanted something much more; my children.” He smirked, the things he said getting onto you, making you blush a deep red. You did not expect Negan to go so far as to what you wanted that night.

   “Nothing to say? That’s what I thought.” He grinned and kissed your cheek.

   You wanted nothing more but to just prove him wrong but you were left speechless, knowing full well he was right. You huff and pull away from him stubbornly hearing him chuckle. 

   “I made you something.” You say, changing the topic. 

   “Really now?” He grinned as you waddled your way to the basket. Negan saw the opportunity to help and rushed over to the basket before you even started your bending.  He moved the blanket and saw a purple, blue and red scarf. You curse as he saw the surprise you wanted to show him, “Dammit Negan it was a surprise!” You whined.

   “And surprised I am baby doll.” He took all three out, examining each. He saw how the purple scarf was a short length, for a kid. He smiled involuntarily as he compared it to the blue and saw it was longer but the loose ends had braids, for a woman. He finally saw the crimson red scarf, the length for a male and the loose ends turned into knots. He inhaled deeply and let out a lazy sigh, “Surprised I am.” 

    You were actually very nervous while he was staring at each with interest, this was the moment of truth to see if you had officially made him happy again.

    There were few moments in his life where he was genuinely happy. When he first met you after two years of his beloved Lucille’s death, you were there for him in the worst moments, seeing him vulnerable like a kid- he was actually relief and grateful that someone did not make fun of him for crying. You made him comfortable and you said, in quotes: “Life is tough when special ones are gone, and some times we just need to have a good cry to accept the reality...it’s okay to cry Negan, even the biggest, most baddest person cries.” and from then on he knew you were perfect, you were definitely the one to guide him in a light, and he truly fell in love with you. He did not forget about Lucille but because of you -and his future child- he learned to accept her death, and move on.  

     He placed the blue and purple scarf on the white chair carefully and held the red one with the other, feeling the soft material, “You really do have skills with your hands.” He smirked, glancing at you. You rolled your eyes with a smile, “I aim to please then.” 

    Negan snickered and raised the scarf over his head and on his neck. “Mm, if you weren’t pregnant I’d know how to use this scarf on.”

   You giggled as you got closer to him, “Keep using that hand of yours mister, you are grounded.” You smiled and wrapped the scarf loosely for a moment and unzipped his jacket. Negan kept his eyes on you, watching how to wrap the scarf her way. You tucked the rest of it in the jacket and zipped it up enough to not get the fabric caught. You patted his chest softly, “It looks well. You look very handsome.” You smiled softly, lowering your hands to his hips. Negan used his thumb and forefinger to lift your chin, “Thank you baby, I love it.” and he leaned down to press his lips on yours, claiming your them with a deep passion. 

~

It was a peaceful night while you two were cuddled up in the king-size bed when all of a sudden you felt an unbearable pain which had woken you up, “Negan!” You shook his hand and he snorted, waking up, “Wha- wha-?”

“Negan, the baby-!”

“Shit! Is it time? Right now? Like this moment like right now while I was sleeping?” He jolted, half-asleep.

“NO NEGAN IT’S JUST ME PRACTICING FOR THE BIG DAY OF COURSE IT’S THE BABY!!!”

Negan knew than to talk back, something that scared him was angry you. He went to the closet and grabbed his jeans and his shirt, putting them on, “I’m coming I’m coming!” he shouted, hopping to you as he picked up his pants. He grabbed the baby bag from the floor next to the drawer and put it on, “Okay, okay honey let’s go.”

The ride was long with your screaming and grunting from the baby. You were gripping on the seat hard that you clawed into it. Negan had your doctor on speed dial, using his free hand to press the button, “Hurry up, hurry up fucking dammit!” He shouted. You began to scream and while you scream, he screamed from the stress of you screaming. He heard a familiar voice on the phone and he shouted, “The baby! The Baby is coming!” 

“Bring her here as soon as possible, we’ll get her ready!” she responded, hanging up already. 

It was a busy night for everyone in the room, you were crying and holding in your screams as you held Negan’s hands. No, not held. Squeezing like a stressing ball. Your doctor helped you step by step and you cried from the pain. It felt like time had slowed down when you were pushing on doctor’s orders. She had told you that she was able to see the head and that motivate you to push further, helping your baby out. It was a long time before you could hear the miraculous cry. The first time you heard the cry, letting go of his hand. Negan’s hand was red and he used his other to massage it as he walked over to the doctor, carrying the baby in a blanket. 

“Congratulations, it’s a girl.” The doctor smiled and handed her to his arms after seeing his arms go towards her. Negan was surprisingly speechless at the sight of her baby girl. He felt his eyes watery, using his finger to caress the skin, “Hi doll...I’m your daddy.” 

She didn’t respond, barely even moving her hand. Negan turned to you with a smile and you smiled as well watching his smile being genuine. You were glad he was happy again. You watched as he walked over to you and held out the baby towards you, holding her for you to look. ou were extremly exhausted, smiling again, “Wow, I gave birth to a Negan...” you joked, giggling audibly. 

“Ah but she’s beautiful, just like you.” and he leaned over to give you a kiss, accepting it happily.

Negan opened the door with an exhaustion expression. He entered the room and saw one of his wives sitting on the bed. Tonight was not the night for him to pound into someone like he normally would. He raised his free hand to his scarf, slowly caressing the thin fabric, “You can leave darling, go ahead and sleep in your room tonight.”

   As soon as she heard those coming out of his mouth she rushed to get out. She closed the door after leaving, Negan standing alone in the middle of the room. He moved towards the bed and sat down, slowly removing the scarf. He leaned his special bat against the bed and held the scarf in his hands, raising it to his lips. He smelled the faint dust but in his mind he can smell the clean, rose smell of the scarf.

   “I still can’t believe I wasn’t able to do anything...fuck....Fuck fuck fuck fuck, FUCK!” He screamed in anger but not at the scarf, at himself, he was useless once again, memories flashing before him. Memories of his beloved wife. He lay down on the bed and stared up at the ceiling. This was out of character of him if he was outside, but the thing of being completely alone in his room in the night while everyone else was sleeping, or some guarding, was that he can let go of his feelings like someone special had taught him to do. He continued to stare at the ceiling with a blank expression but his mind had flooded in by the memories of his late wife, (y/n). He felt his eyes ache for a second when the tears began to appear, his throat strain, forcing him to gulp. He sniffled and felt the tears fall from each corner of the eyes. He took extra breaths as he sobbed away the sadness. Behind each inappropriate comment, behind each movement with the swing of a bat was a human who had deep feelings that had yet to let go. He closed his eyes for a moment as the tears flow. When he opened them again, his whites had a faint red from the tears. He raised the scarf to his cheek and mumbled her name over and over again. He turned onto his side and held the crimson scarf close to him, closing his eyes to remember her again.

Tragic events happened one right after one. The one that affected him the most was your body weakening for unknown causes. He was terrified that you have cancer but your doctor assured him that wasn’t it. Your baby was 3 months old when you caught some sort of virus that made your legs paralyzed. You were so weak that you were complete bed rest. Negan would come every day with little bella -you asked him if he wanted Lucille as her name but he rejected it, going with bella instead- and he would take you out in a wheelcahir for a walk. Each day was miraculous but also hell for him to see you in the hospital bringing him pessimist thoughts. He took your advice and went to his room to cry silently, while Bella slept peacefully in her crib. 

   It was November and you were waiting for your husband to arrive with Bella. You were just looking out the window when you heard a happy tone knock, making your head turn almost immediately to see something unexpected: Negan was wearing blue jeans, a v-neck black shirt and his scarf that you made. On top of that, he had his reading glasses hanging on the scarf. You teared up, in disbelief that he remembered. 

   As he walked over to you with the baby car seat carrier in his hand, you noticed something else when he set it on the chair and unbuckled Bella. You saw him pick her up and she was dressed in a light purple one-sie and wrapped loosely around her neck was the purple scarf you also made. You began to sob and cried happily at the sight. Negan smiled small and held out Bella for you. You reached out to get her and held her close to you, “Hi Bella.” you cooed, sniffling.

“That’s not all hun.” He said and went back to the carrier and pulled out the rolled up blue scarf that you gasp. “You can’t make purple with just blue, you know.” He smiled.

You snickered, sniffling as well. You realize that out of all the times he made you happy and vice versa, this was your favorite moment with him. He helped you put on the scarf loosely as well.

“There, now we are a family.”

That is, when you felt weak all of a sudden. Your vision blurrying and your happy expression disappeared to a concern one, “Negan? Negan!”

This was all unexpected and Negan took Bella from your arms, placing her back in the carrier. 

“Baby what’s wrong? What’s wrong!” He ran out and called out for the nurses and doctors. A few rushed over to the room and the nurse took the scarf off and placed it on the carrier. He watched with shock as he saw how you shook and jumped around for help, calling out his name. “Negan!Negan!NEgan!NEGAN!” you cried out in fear. He’s never seen you so scared in your life, he knew you weren’t scared of anything but when this happened, it terrified him. One of the nurses took the carrier and made Negan go outside of the room. He begged  and denied but another nurse got to him as well and they both managed to get him out. Bella was crying and he picked her up to put her back to sleep. He did his best to calm her down but he couldn’t help it, a tear ran down his cheek, and another one, and another. One by one came more. He held Bella so close to him, whispering to her as she cried, “It’s going to be okay baby. It’s going to be okay.”

And it wasn’t. It wasn’t until the doctor came out hours later to find Negan -and Bella asleep- sitting in the chair were his hands clasped together, his chin on top of them. Negan lifted up his face to see his doctor’s eyes sadden. He lowered his head and closed his eyes, hoping it was not real. His breaths shook everytime he exhaled. He stood up and began walking to the room. 

“Sir, ple-” 

“Get the fuck out of my way, I have the right to see my fucking wife.” He responded so coldy. The doctor lowered his head and stepped away. Negan strolled slowly to see his wife laying on the bed peacefully, the wires taken off. His eyes teared up again as he raised his shakey hand to his mouth, “No...” he rushed over to your side and grabbed your cold hand, “Baby doll...baby doll...(y/n) please wake up...please wake up! Don’t leave us here please!...” He cried. His emotions bottled up were broken, letting them all go. He held your hand with both of his. He was letting go of all his emotions when you heard someone scream, “RUUUUNNNN!!”

Negan looked up and turn to see people running and he began to run towards the door when he saw soomeone knock over the chairs, the carrier falling over and Bella landing on the floor with a screeching cry. 

“BEELLLAAA!!!” He cried and went  over as fast as he could.As if it couldn’t get any worse than this broke his humanity, his soul, his heart at the sight before him. Two people ran by, kicking the carrier out of the way and hearing a bone crack. Negan’s legs gave out, falling onto his knees with a shock expression.

Negan’s eyes snapped open and with a sharp gasp he woke up, sitting up, “Bella!” He screamed, panting heavily in a cold sweat. It took him a few seconds to realize where he was and he looked down to see the crimson scarf. He looked out the window and took note that it was morning. Another day to become the douche of the group. He stood up from the bed and walked to his bathroom where the mirror was, holding the scarf. He looked at himself in the mirror and took off his jacket with an emotionless expression. It was easy to put on a smile and make comments so everyone can know that he was a heartless monster, but what was more difficult was coming back to the safe place and stop pretending to deal with his past. 

He wrapped the scarf the way you did for him a long time ago, step by step he did. He remembered that smiled of yours that always warm his heart. It seemed to help him relax knowing he could remember those precious memories of his wife. When he finished with the scarf, he put on his jacket and head out to pick up Lucille. He caressed the bat slowly, “I miss you too, I miss all of my girls.” and when he opened the door he grinned so wide like a wolf, “Simon! Fuckin’ come ‘ere, today is a fucking busy day like always.” and out he went, leaving the passionate warm memories in his room, to come back every night to remember. 

[smoothshift]

Purchased a new 2017 Fiat Abarth and wrote a mini review via /r/cars

Purchased a new 2017 Fiat Abarth and wrote a mini review

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I recently purchased a new car to replace my old 05 Focus ST (which was totaled by a hit and run outside of my house, 2 years ago. With my credit shot, I had to buy a really crappy car for 4 grand and make payments on it, which ended up improving my credit score to a "prime rate" which I ended up selling back to the dealer for 2 grand. I began shopping around and I had 2 cars in mind, this abarth (which I have a love for) and a newer focus ST or a fiesta ST.

After going back and forth between both dealers, I decided to go for the abarth (mostly because the dealer wouldn't let me leave this time and they kept offering me incentives). Granted I really wanted a Focus ST honestly, because this is my "car" and I don't plan on trading it anytime in the future, so if it needs to turn into a people carrier I can do that.

This is also purely a pleasure car since I have a work vehicle

I ended up paying 24900 for the Abarth, (with cloth sport seats, AC/Heater/Heated Seats, No Sunroof, 17 inch sport wheels instead of the 16 inch. This is actually 8 Grand off it's MSRP that the dealer was asking which was 32000. I do know that they do not hold value and like I said above, I'm keeping this car for a while. I do regret though not getting a moonroof or this http://ift.tt/2wXfdY6 colour though, but am pretty happy with my panda abarth.

The Pros

The Looks

This is honestly one of my favourite cars for looks, it really stands out on the roads I feel, I love all the abarth badges everywhere ALTHOUGH I feel like the ones on the steering wheel do not feel premium (it looks like it was screenprinted ontop of a piece of metal and glued on the steering wheel, I would have loved to see a 3d cutout version instead. It honestly looks special and even if some angles it looks fucking ugly, other angles it looks absolutely gorgeous.

Also the steering wheel is really premium, it's nice and thick in the hand and wrapped in a really soft leather, the cloth seats are alright, mine came with the black red combo, which looks great too. I'm not a big fan of the plastic dash although They put some premium leather above the spedometer it just feels sorta out of place. Also the doors are heavier than previous years, and close a lot better, it's actually one thing I noticed immediately compared to my friends 2013 fiat turbo.

The Sound

My brother owned a maserati in the past and when I rev this thing up I literally get an orgasm everytime. There is something magical about this exhaust note. https://twitter.com/MeowjinBoo/status/933243114742886405 Just hearing it makes it feel like it goes faster than it really does, and once in a while you hear a little backfire (and i'm sure some flames are shooting out of the exhaust when it does it), I get a tremondous joy when I drive this car. The sound system that comes stock is pretty good (although there is a BEATS option, I can't imagine it being that much better.

The Drive

Alright this is a good and bad thing. The most annoying thing is when I start the car everytime I have to hit 5 buttons. I turn on the rear defroster, front defroster, turn off the traction control, turn on the sport mode, turn on the fog lights, turn on the seat warmer. I JUST WISH THAT IT WOULD REMEMBER MY SETTINGS FROM WHEN I TURNED OFF THE CAR. Driving this car without the sport mode just feels sorta sluggish and honestly I have no idea why you would do that.

Even when I ratbag this car I get 8L/100km. I fill up with Supreme (94 when I can). I can't imagine the fuel savings but you'd probably get an extra 100km out of a fuel tank with the button turned off, which is a savings of 15 dollars. Plus it drives so fucking dull, you lose the throatty exhaust notes, the car doesn't throttle as fast, although the shifting isn't as janky so maybe its good for carrying lots of people around who are whiny passengers.

The car handles great, sometimes you feel like it can't really go around a corner and the car wants to lift off but it grips, and feels great zooming out of traffic, and I love driving it in Downtown as it's super easy to find parking. The suspension is also lowered and stiffer so expect to the feel the road alot more.

Now there is turbo lag, and most of your power is going to come after the 3k and feels like it flattens out at the 6k range and when the turbo PSI builds up the exhaust gets really loud, people will really know your hitting it hard. I don't really think its a problem but one thing that annoys me is that I can't really start the car in second gear, and I can't tell if I'm a bad driver, but sometimes you hit a right turn and in my old ST you could do it Second, but in this you can't 70% of the time, but when you throw it in first it just jumps forward. Is this an odd complaint? Am I bad driver? I'm not sure.

Also odds are this car won't break 20k km after 4 years. Also the insurance is around 155 a month for full coverage for me from ICBC.

Chryslers LED Speedo thing

It shows you the amount of G's. Thats fucking awesome.

The Cons

Obvious Stuff

First of all even though you can sit 4, your not going to be super comfortable int he back, granted I've had 4 people in there without a real issue, everyone likes to make stupid remarks about it being a clown car. You do have a little room in the hatch for some groceries too and the seats do fold down, but again you bought this because its a pleasure car and nothing else.

Resale Value

YOU WILL LOSE LOTS OF MONEY WITH THIS CAR NO MATTER WHAT. FROM WHAT I UNDERSTAND THE POP'S AND THE BASE FIATS ARE NOTORIOUS FOR BEING UNRELIABLE DUE TO EXTREMLY CHEAP PARTS, THE ABARTH/TURBO HAS A DIFFERENT ENGINE, Different fuel pump, different gear box, different everything. But it probably didn't help the resale, ontop of the fact that in North America people do like their bigger cars.

Also my rear lights are fogging up, and I have to take this to the dealer already for them to deal with it.

Driving Position

Honestly I'm use to it by now, but I have no idea why I can't find a super comfortable driving position. The pedals are too close together, I can't get the steering wheel on the right angle, and I cant get my seat on the right angle. I'm also 6"1, 230 pounds with a really wide and muscular frame (although I am a fatty right now) but even at my slimmest, I can't imagine finding a decent driving position. It might get annoying on a very long drive, although the seat feels lower than my friends turbo, I feel like it's too high still.

The Car Buying Experience

Man, I am not a fan of the dealerships here in Vancouver. Infact if I were to buy another car in the future I'd probably go used with saved money/bank loan. My only other car buying experience is when I purchased an 08 Acura TL and had a no nonsense car buying experience (probably due to the financial crisis at the time) and ended up making 8 grand at the end of my lease.

Now this dealership, wouldn't let me leave (claiming that if I slept on it I'd lose the financing which honestly wasn't a big deal to me, I didn't really need a car), when they told me the price per payment they included a 1500 dollar extended warranty that was essentially 6 oil changes and tire rotations and a detailing. I signed it but according to http://ift.tt/2zMVEXV I can actually get it refunded, which I am doing this weekend.

But seriously I calculated the cost, and how in the world is 6 fucking oil changes costing me 250 dollars each? They also told me if I wanted the "lifetime" engine warranty that I would have to go to their dealer to get all my oil changes done. Also they didn't detail the car properly, left some stickers on the pedals, and the wrap that was on it, still has some residue. I'm taking it in for a second detailing.

Chryslers weird touch screen ugly thing

http://ift.tt/2Ac0kWh

Just look at it. Seriously, it does everything well, but I just think it's so ugly and out of place.

TL;DR

I LOVE MY UGLY GOOD LOOKING CAR BUT HATE THE DEALER AND HATE THE DRIVING POSITION.

Also I plan on keeping this car as my pleasure car and intend to keep it in very good condition. I think it will age very well and it will make people all gitty if they see one 20 years down the road.

[gastro-nomique]

MPMK Preview Gift Guides: The Hottest Toys of the Year!

It’s that last day of September, which means I am furiously working on this year’s gift guides (I’ve actually left my family and stashed myself away for the entire weekend to do so!)

There’s still plenty of work to do, but I couldn’t help but give you this sneak peek in the meantime. Enjoy…

Fingerlings – Interactive Baby Monkeys

(Ages 4 – 12) Starting at $14.99

  These adorable finger-sized animatronic monkeys are the “It Toy” of the year. In fact, it’s the end of September as I’m releasing my gift guides and they’re already completely selling out everywhere.

If you get the chance to buy one- do it!! (Even if you end up getting something else for your kids, you will be able to make bank on eBay come December.)

So what’s all the hype about?

These pets react to sound, to motion, and to touch. They love to hang onto your kids’ fingers, backpacks, other toys and pretty much everything else.

With over 40 animations, kids can rock them to sleep, blow them kisses (and have them blown back), make them sing, and much more.

Like a lot of the hot toys out this year, they’re also incredibly life-like. They blink their eyes, turn their heads, swing by their tails, fart, and more. Plus, if you can get them at retail price – they’re cheap!!

And if the Toy Gods are really smiling down on you and you can find them, I also suggest both the Fingerlings Playset…

And the Fingerlings Jungle Gym for even more extended play time fun (as well as a handy place to store the little guys so they don’t get lost).

Another way to go are these 40 Piece Money Stix sets that seem to have been quickly produced by an industrious 3rd party company.

I am really digging that with this playset version kids get to engineer their own set ups for their fingerlings, plus it’s not another bulky toy to have to store somewhere.

  LEGO Boost Creative Toolbox Building and Coding Kit 

(Ages 7 – 12) $159.99

  This is the toy that we’ve all been waiting for LEGO to make! Robotics and coding have become so incredibly huge in toys, in fact, that I’m really surprised it took this long.

I can (and will) tell you a lot more about this astounding kit but I HIGHLY RECOMMEND you watch thr short video below on this 837 piece set – you will be sold!

It demonstrates a lot of what your kids can build and do, including a super cool robot, a working LEGO 3D printer, a very cool working electric guitar and more!

  Until now, if you wanted to parlay your kids’ love of all things LEGO into an interest in programming, your only real option was the very expensive LEGO Mindstorm kits, which are also geared more towards older LEGO builders.

At a cost of $200 less than the Mindstorm kits, the new LEGO Boost kit still has everything you need to get your kids building, programming and coding and – frankly – I think the builds are more fun and approachable, especially to kids who aren’t hardcore coders.

Like all building and programming toys, this one works with a free app that you download on your tablet or phone and what I really love is that the kit builds not one, but five different models. The above video showed the robot.

Here is the working 3D printer.

And here is the guitar… This toy does SO MUCH, I predict hours and hours of educational play with this one!

KIDS IMAGINE MERMAID PILLOWS

(ages 2 – 14) $47.99

    If you’re a parent, you are likely familiar with the mermaid fabric trend. Kids absolutely cannot get enough of playing with and “drawing” on this magic fabric. (To be honest, either can I – each night when I lay with my 3-year-old, I just can’t stop myself from petting this pillow. It’s so, so relaxing.)

As such, these pillows from Mermaid Pillow Co. have become my new #1 suggestion for gifts from grandparents.

Why? Because grandparents like to buy things that have a big “Wow!” effect, they often don’t mind spending a little extra on their precious grandchildren for something that’s high quality, and if left unchecked grandparents can often misguidedly gift monsterous plastic toys that you would never normally allow into your home!

Mermaid Pillow Co. sent one of these pillows for each of my kiddos to review (I chose the “Sharks Think” for my 8-year-old son, the “Fairies Fly” for my 7-year-old daughter, and the “Dinosuars Discover” for my 3-year-old son.)

There are a couple of things I love about these particular pillows. First, the affirming messages are really cool – just the kind of encouraging note we try to hit in our parenting – and it was nice that there were so many to chose from! I was able to find one that perfectly suited each of my kids’ personalities and interests.

(I also love the message of this one.)

Second, I was very pleasantly suprised with how soft the front of the pillows were. You can never really tell when ordering from a website, but these are extremly well made and super soft. They came beautifully packaged and seemed like something I would have bought from a boutique.

Last, but not least, is the mermaid fabric! Every bit as addictive as you might think, this stuff can be played with for hours. It’s fun to draw designs in, to write on with your finger, and also acts as a really nice tool for relaxing at bedtime or calming down from a tantrum. I highly recommend!

   Cozmo by Anki

(ages 3 – adult) $179.99

  There are all the other robots on the market… and then there is Cozmo.

I have never seen anything like him and, trust me, you haven’t either. He’s basically a real-life Wall-E that you can bring home to the kids.

He has the things you want in this kind of toy; i.e. a very cool and continually growing programming platform and a free app that’s iOS and Android device compatible so kids can learn to code. But he also has SO MUCH more.

    Thanks to artificial intelligence, Cozmo can express hundreds of emotions (his face is just like Eva’s from the movie Wall-E). From curious to clever, persistent to playful, he has personality x 10.

He also has facial recognition that allows him to get to know your name, face, and quirks. And best of all, he continues to evolve the more you hang out with him.

    He’s not just a novelty toy though (I already mentioned he can help your kids learn to code and program) he’ll also play games with you.

In fact, Cozmo is a game-playing machine. Literally. Whether lifting his Power Cubes or challenging you to games like Quick Tap and Keepaway, he’s always up for action. And in Explorer Mode, Cozmo lets you guide him through his environment to see what he sees — day or night. Cozmo’s skills and games are constantly updating, so the fun never runs out.

If you’re even thinking about a robot for the kids this Christmas, this is the one to get- you won’t be sorry!

  L.O.L Suprise Dolls

(Ages 5 – 12) Starting at $15.99

  If there is one thing that elementary aged kids just can’t get enough of, it’s collectibles. From Shopkins and Funko to Pokeman cards, small things that they can hoard like crazy are like catnip to kids this age.

And since toy manufacturers aren’t dopes, there are a few brand new collectibles that are sure to fly off the shelves this year (seriously- buy one or two for each of the special kids in your life now while you can still get them and they’re not stupid expensive).

All the rage this year are the already uber-popular L.O.L. dolls. Let me just start by saying that every year when I start researching for the gift guides I tell myself I cannot start buying for my own kids until at least October… and every year I fail because I see something that I know they will love and I know will be hard to get later.

This year, this was the thing I couldn’t resist buying in September for my daughter.

  Note: Because these things are so popular this year, there are a lot of imitations. When you buy, be sure the company is “L.O.L. Suprise” and that it is shipped and fulfilled by Amazon.

  These little balls of joy have all the miniature cuteness that’s required in a collectible for girls this age, plus a couple of really cool features.

The wrapping is part of the toy itself. It’s got 7 layers that need to be peeled off and each layer contains a new surprise. (I’m seriously considering stocking up on these just to keep around for future plane rides – talk about a glorious time killer!) The 7 layers of surprises include: (1) Secret Message Sticker, (2) Collectible Sticker Sheet, (3) Water Bottle Charm, (4) Shoes, (5) Outfit, (6) Accessory, (7) L.O.L. Surprise tots doll 

The ball itself acts as a playhouse and storage case for the doll (Yay! for having somewhere to store the tiny pieces!!)

The doll itself is also a surprise in how it reacts to water. The many change color, drink, spit, tinkle, or cry.

  Peppa Pig Lights and Sounds Family Home Playset

(ages 2 – 6) $59.99

  Ah, Peppa Pig- how I love thee. So bright and cheerful and inviting, so gender neutral and appealing to all kids, so fun and happy! And this new lights and sounds family home playset is no exception.

First and foremost, your kids are gonna be impressed by the size- it’s big!

Which means your older kids will love it because it will be large enough to play with their friends during play dates (always a must) and your toddlers will be able to get their hands easily into all of the play spaces.

That makes this a really great toy for multiple siblings to share, which is something I’m always on the lookout for. It’s so much easier on my budget to buy one big toy for everyone and also less clutter in my house!

Plus it encourages coooperative play, a skill we’re always working on around here.

The last thing I really, really like about this stellar doll house is that it has some fun effects like lights and sounds, but they’re not overwhelming. It’s just one button to turn them all on or off and, while engaging, they don’t seem to be the main event of this toy (that would be imaginative play all the way).

With it’s vivid colors and bigger proportions, this house looks like it came straight from the pages of a gorgeous picture book. Plus the 7 rooms each have plenty of fun accessories to keep your kids engaged in tons of dramatic play.

    Crayola Rock Painting Set

(ages 3 – 14) $19.99

At first glance this rock painting kit may not look like much, but don’t let the unassuming presentation fool you. This toy is gonna be a BIG WINNER in your house. Here’s why…

First, with clubs like “Seattle Rocks” or “Richmond Rocks” (insert your town’s name) popping up all over the country, rock painting is all the rage with the kindergarten and elementary school set these days. (And, of course, preschoolers will love it too with a little help from mom or dad.)

These fun clubs encourage families to decorate their own rocks at home, hide them somewhere in town and then join a facebook group to leave hints about where you left your rock and also to get hints on where to find other rocks around town.

This is a family activity that has so many beneficial elements for your kids. They get to flex their investigative skills in your community while being creative, social, giving and adventurous. Plus, they spend time with the family (and maybe even learn a little about using the internet safely with you).

Ok, so clearly I’m into the rock clubs- but even if you’re not, your kids will still love painting rocks for their own homes or just for sharing with friends. And if they’re gonna do it, THIS is the kit to get.

    The biggest thing about this kit is that it comes with a tub to keep everything in!!! This is major! The one thing I do not dig about rock painting is the potential for half-painted rocks, paint and brushes scattered all over the house. This will keep it all contained!

It also comes with a lot of things other kits don’t, like 8 very cool shimmering metallic markers, a paint mixing tray, and finishing glaze. Of course, it also comes with acrylic paints in white, black, brown and the primary colors.

At first, I thought that didn’t seem like enough colors but then I watched the video above and realized the idea is to use the primary colors to mix your own secondary colors. Another learning element great for preschoolers and kindergartners!

  Fort Boards

(ages 4 – 10) starting at $61.99

Kids LOVE making forts and, I gotta say, I’m a big fan of anything that will buy me a solid hour or two of busy time.

What I’m not the biggest fan of? The beating my couch cushions take when my kids get into fort-building mode.

That’s reason enough alone to love the Fortboard kits but there are quite a few other reasons too.

First is all the super cool kinds of forts you can build. After Fortboard sent us two boxes to review, my kids started with the instructions for making a house on their website company’s website. Next up was the submarine.

After a little trial and error, they pretty quickly got the hang of it and, let me tell you, they were pleased as punch about their new fort- which they insisted stay up for a week. That was fine by me as it resulted in TONS of cooperative dramatic play.

Next up was the submarine and the castle, both of which were equally successful. By then, even my 3-year-old was able to build stuff with these on his own. His current favorite is to make cubes, which he calls “bombs” and use them to knock down stacks of even more cubes Angry Birds style.

Fast forward a few months and they’re now building their own master creations like that 6-wheeler semi-truck pictured up top. It’s become a thrilling game to challenge each other to see what they can build next.

The second thing to really love is the ingenious ways these boards can connect in different ways to create all sorts of angles, and even curves.

The secret is the connector arm that can be moved to join the boards in different ways (and teach your kids about angles in the process).

It’s so innovative, in fact, that it’s won multiple awards and even a Microsoft Small Business Contest.

The final thing I love about Fortboards is how compact they are when it’s time to put them away. Unlike with their competitors’ sets, there are no awkward polls to store (and no polls for kids to hit their siblings with). Everything tucks into a box and neatly stores under a bed or in a closet when playtime is done.

    Like other fort sets, this one is spendy but if your kid is a builder it’s worth the investment, especially if you’re looking for something great for play dates or for siblings to play with together.

  Teddy Ruxpin – Storytime and Magical Bear

(Ages 3 – 6) $94.00

He’s back! That’s right guys, the evil toy geniuses totally have our number and know that we will pony up the cash for anything that brings back nostalgic memories of our own childhood. And in the case of Teddy, I’m 100% here for it.

I mean how can you pass up a chance to share that with your kid?! And, of course, they made him way cooler than the first time around.

Most notable are his crazy-emotive LCD eyes with over 40 animations- SO MUCH better than the creepy blinking of the original version. The cassette player in his back is gone too because Teddy now reads books on the free app- but don’t worry, you don’t have to have the app to use him. He can also tell his stories and sing without it.

He truly is a nice toy for encouraging reading in pre-readers and emerging-readers. By being able to pause the reading just by tapping his paw, they can ensure that Teddy goes at their pace and he is sure to have them asking him to read to them again and again.

  Hatchimals Suprise

(Ages 5-9) $69.99

Hatchimals CollEGGtibles

$9.39

Hatchimals Glittering Garden

$54.88

These interactive, magical creatures that come (and eventually hatch out of) their own egg were the hottest toy of the year last year. Every elementary-aged girl I knew, including my kindergartener daughter, had one at the very top of her list and they quickly sold out everywhere.

Naturally, they’re back this year with the originals being as popular as ever and, count them, three new iterations for your kids to covet. First, though, a refresher on what we’re dealing with here…

    The magic in this toy is how kids are encouraged to nurture it both to come out of it’s egg  and once it’s in the world. 

    The magic in this toy is how kids are encouraged to nurture it both to come out of it’s egg  and once it’s in the world. 

To get the egg to hatch, kids have to pay attention to the color of the eyes inside the egg as well as the sound the hatchimal is making and respond to it appropriately. My biggest question was how long the hatching would take and it turned out to be about an hour. Check out the whole process in the video above.

Once it hatches, it’s time to give your Hatchimal a name and raise it through 3 stages: from baby, to toddler, to kid.

And here’ where I eat my words- Last year I wrote that ,”My suspicion is that this toy isn’t quite as cool once it hatches, but it does do a lot (walk, talk, dance, play games, and more) and though you can’t put it back in the egg, you can start it over as a baby whenever you want.”

Turns out my daughter’s enthusiasm didn’t lessen any once the thing hatched and a year out it’s still one of her top toys… So what’s new this year?

First up are  CollEGGtibles.

Seizing on that love of all things mini that I wrote about above, the Hatchimal people made a whole variety of mini eggs.

  Open these guys by rubbing the hearts until they change color and they crack. Works a little differently but the excitement is the same and the lower price point sure is nice! These will make great stocking stuffers and kids will love this nursery playset once they collect several collEGGtibles.

  Next Hatchimal Surprise.

Along with going smaller is also the option of going bigger… and that’s all I can tell you right now because what’s inside is a mystery until October 6th. This one is pretty much guaranteed to sell out way before Christmas.

    Lastly is the Hatchimals Glitter Garden.

This guy works exactly the same as last year’s hatchimal but with a little more sparkle!

            So those are my top picks for the hottest new toys but there will be a lot more to come in the next couple of months leading up as I finish up the 2018 MPMK Toy Gift Guides so stay tuned!

In the meantime, don’t forget to check out all of our picks from last year’s…

  MPMK Toy Gift Guides: The Complete Collection

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