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whatdoeseverybodywant · 6 months

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JEY RIZZO - JEY USO X Kabana Love (OC)

Request: Okay so yk how the raw before war games when they were mentioning how they needed a 5th member? Well, this universe, it’s a mixed war games so Rhea is in. Cody makes his “call” Randy and a former NXT, newly signed Keiarie or Kabana Love for her ring debut with them. Mr. Main Event takes a notice to her and tries to yk, get his game on the whole night with her.

Thank you for the request @shantinextdoor. I hope you like it 🫶🏽.

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“Well if it isn’t Miss Kabana Love..” Kabana smirked and excused herself from her conversation with Kelani Jordan and turned around to face The American Nightmare himself.

“Well if it isn’t Mr former executive vice president.” She shot back, laughing when he rolled his eyes. “You not down here tryna become NXT champion are you?” She asked teasingly as she pulled him into a hug.

Cody laughed. “Nope” he said, popping the ‘p’ “got a special invitation to come down here to watch the show from Shawn”. Kaiarie nodded

“Okay well, unlike you some of us have to work. ” She smirked, patting her NXT Women’s Championship that was wrapped around her waist. “But we should get dinner after.”

“Oh totally.” Cody said, nodding his head. “I missed you busting my balls every chance you get.” Kabana and Cody glared at each other before breaking out into smiles. “Come find me after your match”. She gave him a thumbs up before waving as he walked away, both of them oblivious to the two sets of eyes watching them.

“The following match is scheduled for one fall and it is for the NXT women’s championship!” Kabana took a deep breath and shook out her stage fright jitters and her theme song started to blare through the performance center.

She smiled as she appeared at the top of the stage listening to the fans chant her name as she held up her championship, her opponent in the ring already glaring daggers at her. “Making her way to the ring, from Chicago, Illinois Kabana Love!” She entered the ring walking up to Tiffany Stratton and started talking her shit, title raised high in the air.

Kabana smirked as the referee stepped in between them, separating them and pushing them to their respective corners.

As soon as the bell rang the smirk was off of Kabana’s face, it was game time. It was honestly one of her better matches with her and Tiffany trading move after move, near fall after near fall and the crowd was louder than ever.

It was now nearing the end of the match and Kabana had just got her knees up to block Tiffany’s Prettiest Moonsault Ever and was about to set her up for the Love Tap when someone jumping on the ring apron distracted her. Both Kabana and the referee looked at Dominik Mysterio in confusion.

“Are you fucking lost?” Kabana spat at him, rolling her eyes at the dumb little smirk on his face.

“What the hell?” She heard Vic Joseph say as she was grabbed from behind. “That’s Rhea Ripley Book, what the hell is she doing here.” Before Kabana could react she was set up for the Riptide and planted firmly on the mat. Rhea rolled out of the ring and wrapped her arm around Dom’s waist as the both made their way back up the ramp, smirking at all the boos they were receiving.

Tiffany took advantage of the situation and set Kabana up for another Prettiest Moosault Ever.

1-2-3 ding ding ding

“Here’s your winner and the NEW NXT women’s champion. Tiffany Stratton.” Kabana laid in the ring, glaring up at the ceiling as Tiffany celebrated with her championship.

“Bull-shit! Bull-shit!” she heard the crowd chant and she couldn’t agree more. What just happened was complete bullshit. She had never had a run in with Rhea or any of the other judgment day members, so why in the fuck did Rhea just come out here and cost her the title?

Kabana was livid as she made her way backstage, trying to find Rhea before being told that she and Dominik were already gone from the building. “You alright?” Kabana sighed and turned to face Cody. “That was bullshit and 100 percent my fault.” Kabana narrowed her eyes and crossed her arms over her chest. “They approached me after they saw us talking earlier, thought I was trying to recruit you for our War Games match.”

Kabana scoffed and shook her head in disbelief. “Isn’t that fucking great. On everything I love Rhea better watch out cause she gon get hers.” She said placing a hand on her lower back as it began to ache again. “You still need a member?” Cody nodded with a hopeful look in his eyes and Kabana smirked. “Count me in then Rhodes, bitch got something coming to her.” Cody smirked and placed his hands in his suit pants pocket. Rhea had no idea of the beast she had just awoken inside of Kabana.

Monday Night Raw

Kabana smirked as she made her way through the crowd dressed in all black. It was time for Rhea to reap what she sowed.

Rhea was leaning against the ring post laughing as Jey was getting his ass kicked by Judgement Day and Drew Mcintyre. The smirk was wiped off her face as a figure in black jumped the barricade. She looked around for security before she was knocked onto her ass by a mean right hook.

Kabana took off her hood and glared down at Rhea. She heard the crowd roar as they recognized her but she kept her eyes on Rhea who was backing away slowly. “Oh you done fucked up now.” Kabana snarled and as soon as Rhea tried to get up Kabana pounced, tackling her back down to the floor, throwing blow after blow. Rhea pushed Kabana off her and got to her feet only to be knocked back down by a superkick from Kabana.

“You thought you could cost me my title and there be no repercussions?” Kabana asked a knocked out Rhea. “Bitch are you dumb?” She rolled her eyes as Dom came over and helped Rhea to her feet, helping her walk over to where the rest of the team were standing.

“I’m so happy you guys won the advantage.” She heard Cody yell into the mic as she rolled into the ring to join her team. She paced behind the men, eyes still glaring at Rhea.. “I’m so glad you have a star like Drew McIntyre with you.. Because we’re not alone.” Cody trailed off and Kabana cut her eyes over at him then at Jey who was already looking at Cody. She had heard him talking about Randy joining them but she wasn’t sure he accepted.

“We found a sixth member. Somebody that I.. have a legacy with.” Kabana started to smirk. This War Games team was stacked and she couldn’t wait to get her hands on Rhea inside of the cage.

Survivor Series: WarGames

Kabana smiled at Adam Pierce as she handed him back his pen. She was officially a member of the Raw roster and after War Games her first order of business was taking that title away from Rhea.

“Aww shit.” She heard somebody say from behind her. “Was that a contract I just saw you sign?” Jey Uso asked as he walked closer to her. Kabana nodded her head with a smile on her face. “Good, so that means I get to see more of you.” Kabana furrowed her eyebrows. Was he flirting with her? “Happy you on our team tonight too. We definitely winning.” He said rubbing his hands together.

“Are we gonna be graced with another wonderful press conference?” She asked, smirking at the way his cheeks turned a shade of pink.

“Hell no!” He exclaimed as they started walking towards the dressing rooms. “And I put the blame all on ya boy Cody. Uce was giving me shot after shot.” He scratched the back of his neck. “It was embarrassing as hell too. I was stumbling all over my words and shit..” He trailed off with a shake of his head.

“I thought it was kinda cute..” She said, eyeing him up and down. He looked extremely good in his War Games ring gear. The blue and camo mix looked good on him.

“Stop flirting with my protégé Uce.” Cody came up to the two of them, wrapping his arm around Kabana’s shoulder. “You ready for tonight?”

“Hell yeah, I’m ready to get my hands on Rhea. Stupid bitch been subbin’ me on twitter all damn week.” Kabana said, rolling her eyes and unzipping her hoodie, showing off her new ring attire.

“Damn K.” Jey said, choking on his words as she did a slow 360 for him.

“It’s cute right? I figured I needed something new.” Cody watched as Jey hungrily looked Kabana up and down, a slight smirk on his face. “I’ll catch up with y’all in a bit though.” she ran off an extra pep in her step feeling Jey's eyes on her.

“Have you no shame?” Cody asked, laughing when Jey shook his head ‘no’

“Nah, so uh- what’s the deal with you two?” Jey asked, eyes never leaving Kabana’s frame until she rounded the corner out of his line of vision. “You and her.. You know?”

“Hell no!” The American Nightmare exclaimed. “Brandi would kill me.”

“So I can..” Jey said pointing in the direction Kabana went and Cody nodded, laughing.

“So whatchu doin after this?” Josh asked Kabana, ignoring the looks from the rest of their teammates who were locked in the cage at the top of the ramp with them. Kabana stopped her staring contest with Rhea to cut her eyes over at Jey.

“Huh?”

“Like after the show, you wanna go get dinner or something..” Sami and Cody startled to chuckle at the look of bewilderment on her face.”

“Wait, you’re asking me out.. In the middle of our match.”

“You know what they say, Carpe Diem or something like that.” He smiled, his grillz gleaming in the bright lights.

“Jey, i’m pretty sure, it’s gonna be like 2 am once we actually get out of here.” Jey nodding then stepped out of the cage as the referee opened it.

“Okay, then my hotel room.” He winked, “Think about it.” he pointed at her and smiled before running down to the ring to help out Seth Rollins.

“I can’t believe i’m actually doing this.” Kabana muttered to herself as she stepped off the elevator onto the 3rd floor. She exhaled a shaky, nervous breath before knocking on the door that matched the number Jey had told her earlier before leaving the arena.

She rolled her eyes with a chuckle as he opened the door with a wide smile. “Finally, the food was starting to get cold..”

🫣 i hope you don't hate it. Thank you for trusting me with your request @shantinextdoor 🫶🏽`

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yoru-no-seiiki · 1 year

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YANDERE ! EREN JAEGER X READER HEADCANNONS

TW/CW: mdni, yandere themes, masturbation.

Have some headcannons while I wait for my henna to dry/watch the first season with my cousin.

I wish there were more who wrote for Canon! Eren. Like don’t get me wrong, Modern AU Eren is hot but I mean, fuckboys can be seen everywhere.

But Canon! Eren is batshit insane and that’s exactly what I love about him. I wish they at least add that to his modern counterpart instead of making him a basic bad boy but I mean if that’s what they’re into 🤷‍♂️

Anyways Exhibit A of why Eren in all eras is my fave AOT character:

Like I said, he’s batshit insane.

He has directly killed 2 people by the age of nine, and assisted in killing the third. Although this is out of self defense it still can’t be denied HOW HE TReateD THE SECOND DUDE HOLY SHIT- THE AMOUNT OF TIMES HE STABBED HIM.

Normal kids would just be terrified, maybe be even fight blinding and/or cry, probably even run tf away. But ya boi brought a knife and even deceived the person at the door.

EXHIBIT B:

He’d be a great yandere.

Let’s say that we age up our cast and make 18 the minimum age of enlistment (making him 21 around the attack of Trost).

Trainee Eren has the will of fucking steel. He’ll do whatever it takes to wipe out titan-kind, to make the cruel world he lived in finally know true peace.

To be with you in that new world he’ll build.

You were one of his fellow trainees. Someone who unconditionally believed and supported his desire to see the outside world. You didn’t treat him like a child as Mikasa did, and you weren’t so oddly distant when it came to his help and presence like Armin.

At first it started as a crush. An infatuation towards your looks and kind demeanor which morphed into a twisted sense of love.

You were the only one that understood him, that resonated with his wavelength.

He definitely frequently masturbated to your image. Stress was a known issue amongst trainees and soldiers alike. Many drank to rid themselves of such a problem. But to him just the thought of you two becoming one gave him relief and pleasure that any form of alcohol could never give. In the aftermath of the Trost incident, when faced with your unconscious, battered body he pulls a Shinji and jerks one off. Covering you with his release.

You think you’ll leave his mind once he gets busy with being a titan-shifter and the future of Eldia and such but nope.

Eren only has you and the new world he promised in his heart, body and soul. And that’ll never change.

EXHIBIT C:

Eren believes in freedom first and foremost.

So none of that kidnapping. At least in earlier years. He just wants you to be happy and safe. He’s more of the type to hurt others for your sake rather than be abusive and take away your rights.

Eren in later seasons has the capacity to keep you isolated, and that he will.

Like in other (unfortunately rare) fics of him, he keeps you in a farm land with a bunch of loyalists. If reader is afab! or has the ability to bear a child (for those with abo ocs or something idk) he’ll tell them that you are bearing his child and the future inheritor of his powers.

Otherwise he’ll come up with other excuses like having you as a tactician or war-hero they have to pay respects to.

He’ll give you as much freedom as he can provide while keeping you away from danger.

Though one might argue that his version of freedom for you is just an illusion.

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puddingandp1 · 3 months

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since art fight will inevitably be down for a bit when it first starts, i'm just gonna post wigglez' ref for those who wanna attack me with her! my name on there is the same as here

will also repost the character rules under the cut, so plz read them if you're attacking me:

specific to wigglez:

* if shipping, only with caine plz!! (yknow, the digital circus caine, that guy). otherwise, see the perms for all characters! * also pls do not lewd her, thank you! * drawing her abstracted is totally fine (i do plan on redesigning it though since it's a bit dated and not canon accurate, according to what goose has said lol)

general:

heck yeah:

certain shipping (please read the character's own bio for more info on the acceptable ships lol)

suggestive content (just not explicit and with any of my minor/feral characters)

interactions with your own ocs

different outfits to the oc's own - go wild with your outfit designs if you want!

changing aspects of the designs because you feel it'd fit your art style better (as long as it doesn't go too far)

any art style is totally fine with me lol, as with skill level

though vaporwave/80s aesthetic is preferred, any aesthetic is fine by me!

nope:

explicit nsfw (NOT because i am against NSFW, but it IS against the rules)

basically changing the oc's whole design

suggestive content of my young or feral characters

humanisations and genderbending (just don't care for them lol sorry)

any hateful/gross themes

gore art (unless it's very light, or is something like candy gore)

shipping (unless it's specified you can ship with a certain character in the bio)

please don't attack me just to expect any art back as i cannot guarantee that i will attack back at you lol sorry

political themes

additional notes: * please do not use my art or my characters for your own gain (basically donut steel) * let me know if you do or do not want my attacks being posted on social media! if you wanna post yours than @ me in the post

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aclowntiny · 11 months

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🎉Your Birthday With Seventeen🎉

A little special post I wanted to make for my special day! Where my fellow 10/20 babies at 😎 (Warnings: a few make suggestive implications because I think some members would be more inclined towards certain birthday ‘celebrations’ 👀😅 Also 노래방 = karaoke btw!)

S.Coups

He isn’t the type to surprise you- instead he tells you to get ready for a great day! He takes you shopping first, letting you fill your bag to your heart’s content and practically stopping you from putting anything down unless you insist you don’t actually want it. Books, clothes, collectibles, you name your favorite, Seungcheol buys you plenty more for your collection. You basically live out the Anakin and Padme meme when you ask that this is your gift, right? Nope, that’s the matching jewelry sets he got you because you said you’d wanted couple items! Since you guys spent the afternoon out anyway, it’s easy for the day to melt into a dinner together, the two of you holding hands across the table and reminiscing on memories that led to your latest year of life. Seungcheol wants to ring in your next year right, even if it means staying up all night!

Jeonghan

The party can be later- this day is all about keeping you to himself! Jeonghan can hardly keep his hands off you as he brings you to the living room where lights and blankets are all set up, all of your favorite movies laid out for your choice. You grin, but before you can sit down and get wrapped up he presents you with the beautiful bouquet he bought you, some of the most gorgeous flowers you’ve ever seen. Some extra decor, he explains to you with a satisfied grin that only grows wider as you pull him in for a kiss. Then it’s finally movie time, all your favorites and if they’re movies that make you cry, tissues at the ready on the coffee table. You better believe Jeonghan got you the cutest cake he could find for later in the day, one perfectly sized for the two of you since the next day you’ll have the big party cake! The cake is practically the one thing that distracts him from holding and doting on you to your heart’s content, hehe~

Joshua

Decides to throw you a surprise party just to see the look on your face when you walk in! He tells you where to come meet him to celebrate together, completely omitting the fact that all his bandmates and every friend or family of yours he could get over will also be there. In typical fashion, everyone exclaims ‘surprise!’ the moment you set foot in the room, and even if it gives you a heart attack at first you can’t help but beam at the effort Joshua put in to decorate the room, coordinate with everybody, and get your favorite snacks and meal to lay out for the party- all for you! You immediately pull him into your arms and thank him for going to the trouble, trouble he reminds you again and again was worth it. Just to hit home how thoughtful your gentleman is, he gifts you a matching bracelet alongside that one thing you’ve been hinting about wanting for a couple weeks!

Jun

Did somebody say themed party? Because Mr. Wen Junhui did! All of Seventeen’s antics over the years have taught him a thing or two about sticking with a concept and he can’t help but laugh at the mental image of you walking in on him and your friends dressed to match your favorite show or movie. Ok, not full cosplay, but something you’ll be sure to recognize from his clothes. He gets a cake with your favorite characters frosted on it and a plushie of something cute from it to have hold your flowers! The way the rest of Seventeen play along at his behest is heartwarming too, most of the members trying their best to be in character and do bits you’d recognize, all of performance line especially hamming it up for you! You get the most memorable pictures from it, especially when someone gets a piece of cake smashed in their face! All in all, you and Jun are laughing all night, your head falling to his shoulder and his hand taking yours and occasionally bringing it to his lips.

Hoshi

The moment he sees you you’re getting wrapped up in his arms, tumbled around or falling backwards if you’re on or over your bed or couch or spun in the air if you’re standing. His hand closes around yours and then you’re off, getting led on an adventure. Not a second is going to go by without love and fun, whether you guys are checking out the art popup that coincided with your special day or when you hit the slick track where he might just let you win because you’re cute! Soonyoung keeps talking about how your next anniversary or birthday you guys should go skydiving, only coming back down to earth from his reverie if you’re really scared by the idea! After a wonderful dinner, you two rent out a 노래방 and belt to your hearts’ content, swaying with arms around each other and singing a ballad as goody as you can together then getting completely sidetracked in the middle of the next song because you’ve started making out. Soonyoung is so the type to make sure you know that it’s your special day and you get him all to yourself allll day if you’d like 😘

Wonwoo

During the day, you guys can do whatever, but at night? It’s Wonwoo’s plan and he’s spoiling you! He got reservations to one of the nicest restaurants in the area and a new outfit for you to dress up with him- one that perfectly matches his suit, in fact. No expense is spared, candles faintly illuminate the table and you get everything you want to try even if you protest that it’s too much. Not today, Wonwoo reminds you. Normally your boyfriend isn’t one for PDA, but since it’s a special occasion he’s feeling the merriment, eyes extra loving as he gazes into your eyes, leans forward to press the occasional kiss to your cheeks. Beneath the table, his hand finds its way to your knee, idly tracing patterns as you enjoy the fine dinner and dessert. Wonwoo also has a gift waiting for you because, in his words, you’re a gift to him! But that you’ll have to wait until you get home for because it’s a two-part gift- one a bit more for him and one for you since he bought you a game you said you’d like to play together, but also got something you’d had your eye on for some time to make up for any bias in the first one!

Woozi

On your birthday, he wants to wake up next to you, so you stay together the night before- however that looks to you 😉 He doesn’t want to wake you, you look so beautiful even resting, but finally your eyelashes flutter as you wake, smiling at the sight of him and the way he tells you happy birthday in a low voice. He does all the things you normally do for him, gestures like getting breakfast ready and making the bed. There’s something symbolic, poetic even, about being in nature on a day of birth, so he’s keen on taking a walk or even a hike if you’re down to just admire any leaves or blossoms that are out or what endures strongly if it’s winter, comparing those things to you. Jihoon just can’t help himself, singing softly to you as you walk hand-in-hand, his eyes never leaving you. He tells you again and again what you mean to him as someone who lights him up after a long day, takes care of him and encourages him, and earnestly wishes his gifts to you will reflect that. It takes him by surprise when you pull him in for a kiss beneath one of the largest trees, but you can feel his little gape melt into a smile against your lips.

It’s going to be a party all day! Seokmin plans the cutest day, taking you to the amusement park and taking literally every photo op he can. Backgrounds, photo booths, props, even paying for overpriced ride photos. Why, though? Because part of your gift is an adorable, sticker-laden scrapbook of your days together that fills your heart with joy just to look at! Next step is going out with friends for dinner, drinks, cake, the works. It’s a whirlwind of thrill rides, merry-go-rounds, and songs sung with all your favorite people, and all spent in your boyfriend’s loving arms, his smile wide and proud of one of the most wonderful additions to his life so far. Even at the end of it all, you can see how glad he is to have you back one on one because he’d been feeling a bit too shy to give you your big birthday kiss in front of everyone ❤️

Mingyu

Mingyu CANNOT STOP taking pictures of you all throughout the day, just giving you heart eyes at everything you do during your little day on the town. He tells you he can see why that outfit is your favorite, it looks so amazing on you. This guy is also soooo the type to take you all around and make sure to get a few smooches in when people are looking, too- that’s right, you’re his person! Cannot go .01 seconds without telling someone it’s your birthday so they congratulate you, whether it’s a waiter or the person ringing you up for the jewelry he buys you or who he gave the phone to to get a picture of you together. He just chuckles and pulls you in close if the attention embarrasses you, telling you with excitement that it’s your special day, so everyone should be celebrating you! But, he’s quick to remind you, none of them are going to celebrate you quite like he is later 😁

The8

He wants to start the day with you at sunrise, unless you really protest that you are not a morning person! On your birthday morning, you won’t have to lift a finger: Minghao is making you breakfast and tea, draping you in a cozy robe to come sit outside and enjoy it together beneath the rising sun. As you’re sitting there, he tells you all the things he appreciates most about you and wishes upon you for your new year. After that, he draws a bath for you guys before you get ready to tackle the day- whatever you would like that to look like. At the end of it all, he presents you with your birthday cake and gifts, your favorite of which is a gorgeous painting he made and framed just for you! He knows your favorite colors, subjects, what would match your home, and so he nails it. Speaking of nails, he practically has to physically restrain you from breaking out a hammer to hang it up right then and there, telling you in that soothing, seductive voice not now, love, tomorrow. We have plenty else we can do to enjoy your birthday tonight, right? You pout a little at that and all he can do is giggle and kiss you.

Seungkwan

He’s been hyping up your special day now for a while, hinting at a trip, so when you wake up the first thing out of his mouth beside ‘happy birthday’ is encouraging you to pack with wide eyes glittering full of excitement. Your destination, you learn, is Jeju, both of you having been missing the sea and yearning for a break from the city scene. Seungkwan knows all the best places to eat, the most beautiful spots to take pictures and see the water, so every moment takes your breath away, not to mention how sweetly he holds and caresses your hands and how passionate every kiss he gives you is. You stay the night right on the water, no expense spared even toward your night on the island together, however you’d like to spend it 😘

Vernon

Texts you or wakes you up at midnight if you’re together to give you wishes for the day the moment it starts and not a minute sooner. Since it’s your day, he really wants to take care of you, so you find Vernon being a lot more doting than usual, putting music on and taking the initiative to care for you in the bath or shower and do your hair. If you like painting your nails, he does yours and even lets you do his because hey, it’s your birthday what the heck? What a good excuse to have you be holding hands longer. You lay against his chest as he reads to you to while the afternoon away before your evening dinner and movie night, a classic date ending in a late-night drive where he pulls a cake out, lighting a candle for it and sharing it with you beneath the stars. His gift to you is a new pair of headphones, the best he could find, one of those necklaces with the position of the stars on the day you met, and roses cast in resin so they’ll never die, just like his love for you.

Dino

This man is going to whisk you away on a whole birthday trip, like you’ll practically have to stop him from buying plane tickets to fly you guys to Paris. In order to maintain some semblance of practicality, you talk him down to a getaway somewhere more accessible like a road trip or island feery. Wherever that lands, Chan walks you around with an arm around you, showing you off with a proud grin. Every ounce of his demeanor and high head says ‘look at my beautiful significant other’. He’s going to take you out for nice meals and dance with you on a bridge in the dim of night and put just a few too many candles on your blazing cake, making you laugh and capturing that photo before the one of you blowing them out with a wish in your heart and love at your side.

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musings-of-a-rose · 5 months

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Jump Then Fall - Chapter 4

Pairing: Javier Peña x ofc “Vanessa Morales”

Word Count: 5000

Rating: M for mature - 18+ only!

Warnings: Please be aware there is an 11 year age gap. Mature themes and some canon mentioned. Just like ao3, “creator chooses not to use warnings.” If you click Keep Reading, that means you agree that you’re the age to handle mature themes. Also by clicking Keep Reading, you understand warnings may not be complete in order to avoid spoilers for the story.

Notes: Well, we've finally reached the end! I'm so sorry this took forever to get out. I really do love these 2 and would welcome any asks about them! When the story starts, Vanessa is 19 and Javier is 30 but in this part, Javier is 36 and Vanessa is 25.

**Shoutout to @vanemando15 for listening and bouncing ideas from me, and for her guidance with being a Latina herself. Without her, this wouldn’t even be a thing, just another line on my WIP spreadsheet. And also to my husband, who is also Latino and answered any questions I had (along with taking me to Colombia back in 2014). And to @wyn-n-tonic, who listened to my rambles and insecurities about writing an oc in first person.

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<<Chapter 3<<

I don't see him until lunch the next day as he and Chucho had run into town for a few things. They both come in with some grocery bags and set them on the counter.

"They were out of broccoli so I got green beans. Will that work?" Chucho asks as he hands me a bag of fresh cut green beans.

I take them with a smirk. "Why do I get the feeling they weren't out and you just didn't want to eat the broccoli?"

"She's got you there, pops." Javier chuckles as Chucho punches his arm.

"Pendejo."

"Alright, alright. Get cleaned up and I'll make you both some lunch. Extra broccoli for you, old man."

Chucho hides a smile, grumbling as he heads upstairs to his bathroom. Javier stays in the kitchen with me, helping to unload the bags.

"New relaxation thing?" I raise my eyebrows at him.

"What?"

I gesture towards his mouth. "The chewing gum."

"Oh. Nope. Giving up the other one. I'm trying the Nicorette thing."

I close the refrigerator door and look at him. "Really?"

He shrugs. "It's a nasty habit, or so I'm told."

I turn away from him quickly, trying to hide the warmth creeping up at face at his use of my words.

"Well that person must be very smart to say that."

"I think so."

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I don't find the time to tell him the next day. Or the next. Or the next. Despite having a lot of chances to. Javier always finds his way to me around the house, chatting and asking me questions. I try to ask him some too, but his eyes grow dark and distant and he shuts in on himself, no doubt recalling the horrors of his time pursuing Escobar. I stop asking.

"Vanessa! We have to go or we'll be late to Danny's wedding!" Chucho yells up the stairs at me, just as I'm putting on my mascara.

"I'll be right down!" I take one last look at myself in the mirror, smoothing down my dress. It was bold, for me anyway. Spaghetti straps and a form fitting dress that stops just above my knee, a lacy slip over top of it all that's long sleeved. It's a dark green color, always one of my favorites. I'm not sure it's entirely wedding appropriate, but it's the only thing that I liked that fit me decent enough. My hair is down and loosely curled and I turn my head back and forth to make sure the bounce had stayed.

I grab my clutch and head downstairs. Chucho stands at the foot of the stairs, smiling at me.

"You look beautiful, Vanessa."

"You're just saying that so I won't make broccoli next week."

He chuckles and gives me a hug. "You caught me. Oh, when's Alex back?"

"Next week."

"Pops, we have to get going or we'll..." Javier comes walking back inside the front door, red flannel shirt tucked into tight jeans that hug his body in all the right ways. He stares at me, his eyes moving up and down my body until Chucho elbows him in the stomach.

"Fuck! You uh..you look uh nice, Vanessa."

"Nice?" Chucho says, chuckling in disbelief. "I thought you knew how to talk to women." He heads out the door, leaving Javier and I standing in the entry.

"You look really..handsome." I manage to choke out at Javier. "Now come on. Your dad will kill us if we're late."

I move to hop in the truck and then realize the stick shift will need to be right between my legs if I wanted to ride in the front.

"I'll get in the back," Javier speaks into my ear.

"No you won't. The bed is dirty and I will not have my son walking into church covered in-"

Javier puts his hands up. "Ok, ok. We'll figure it out."

I get in, taking Javier's offered hand to help me up into the cab. I slide across the bench, looking down at the gear shift as Javier slides in next to me. I try to move my legs but there's nowhere for them to move to.

"Tuck them next to my leg." I look up at Javier, the closest I've been to him since that night.

"Are you s-sure?"

"Yeah. I won't bite." I swear he mumbles "Unless you want me to" under his breath but maybe I'm projecting.

We make it to the church on time. Well, early actually as Chucho wanted "a good seat." We get out of the truck and to my surprise, Javier offers me his arm again. I take it, using him to help me out of the cab, smoothing down my dress when I finally plant my feet on the ground. But he doesn't let go, doesn't drop my arm, letting me choose if I wanted to hold onto him or not. I link my arm further in his, noting the small smile he's fighting to contain on his face.

I am very glad I chose to hold onto him. Not just because his touch is electrifying my body, but because the ground in the dirt parking lot is very uneven, the last rainstorm having put in several large potholes and what feels like millions of smaller ones. Javier saved me from falling right in the mud more than a few times. When we finally make it to the pavement, he still doesn't drop my arm, looking down at me with raised eyebrows, silently asking me what I'd like to do.

"Oh no. I'm attached now. If you let me go, I'll fall on my butt I know it."

He chuckles and covers my hand with his large one, engulfing mine. "I got you, baby."

We say our hello's to everyone as we enter and I feel Javier tense next to me at the amount of attention he's starting to receive. Many people wanting to shake his hand and tell them how proud they are of him, that he's a hero. He smiles, although it doesn't reach his eyes, and thanks them, shaking their hands with his free one. This happens several times on our way to the pew Chucho wanted and after the third time, I place my free hand over his, giving it a light squeeze. I can feel him relax into me slightly as the man in front of us thanks him yet again. But as the next person approaches, I cut them off.

"Juan, it's so nice to see you, but we need to sit. These shoes weren't made for real feet," I chuckle and nod my head towards my feet. "I swear if Javier weren't escorting me I'd be taking these things off or fallen on my rear end by now."

"Oh! Yeah go sit. See you later, Javs!"

We finally make it to our row and Javier gestures for me to go ahead. I make my way in, sitting down as Javier slides in next to me.

"Hey, thanks." He speaks quietly so only I can hear him.

"Yeah of course. Anytime."

Shortly after, the ceremony starts and Javier places his arm across the pew behind me and I will myself to not blush and just pretend like I'm focusing on the sermon, the priest now saying something about love and devotion in marriage or..something. I have no clue as I feel Javier stretch a little and slide a little closer to me in the pew, our hips almost touching.

The reception was beautiful, music starting up a bit later while everyone was eating. We finish eating and Javier turns to me, mischief in his eyes.

"Dance with me?" His hand is outstretched towards me and I take it without hesitation.

"Do you know how?" I ask as he pulls me to my feet.

"Do you?"

"Fair question."

He escorts me onto the dance floor, placing his hand confidently on my hip, the other taking my hand. The music starts and he spins us around, our feet moving together to the beat. His eyes are on me and mine on his, the air between us igniting with something that we felt 6 years ago.

That realization jolts me back to the present and I move my head next to his, looking over his shoulder. I really need to tell him. I catch sight of a blonde woman, about Javier's age, giving me a really nasty look. But then the songs ends and Javier pulls back.

"Thirsty?"

"Yeah."

We head back to the table and sit, several more people coming up to shake Javier's hand and tell him how proud they were, that he's a hero, all of it. I can see that far away look in his eyes, like he's here but not here. His eyes lock on something across the room and he leans towards Chucho and me.

"I'll be right back."

I watch him walk across the room towards the blonde woman who had given me such a nasty look earlier.

"Who is that?" I lean over to Chucho, nodding towards them. He glances up before looking back down at his plate of food.

"Lorraine. His ex."

"Oh. They serious?"

He takes a bite of his food and chews. "They were. But that was maybe 10 years ago?"

"Hhm.. how serious?"

"Well, they were going to get married."

"Oh."

Chucho looks at me and leans in. "He left her though. The day of."

"The day of...the wedding??"

"Not one of his best moments. But he was young and scared. And stupid."

I look over at them, a man now walking up to them and putting his arm around Lorraine.

"Well she seems to have done alright."

"Yeah. Married some banker or real estate guy or something. Seems happy. Couple of kids."

"Should you have told me this?"

Chucho gestures around at the room. "Everyone here was there that day. They all know. It's not a secret."

I nod, turning to look back at them when I see Javier turn, his hand doing that thing where it opens and closes, his bottom lip worrying slightly into his teeth. He stops a few steps away from Lorraine and looks back, watching as she picks up her kids and animatedly talks to them. When he turns back around, his face is full of regret and want, but I don't know if it's about her or the kids, his almost family. He walks through the room and out the back door.

"I'll be right back."

I get up and cross the room, heading out the door Javier did. I look around and see him sitting on a bench under a tree several feet out from the reception room. He pulls out some gum from his pocket and stuffs it in his mouth, his jaw chewing furiously. I walk up to him and he looks up at me, his eyes sad.

"Can I sit?" I ask, gesturing to the space next to him on the bench. He nods at the space, leaning back to put his arm across the back of the bench behind me.

"Thank you," I say to him after several moments.

He looks at me. "For what?"

"For...everything. I know you must have had to do some things you aren't proud of in order to catch a very bad man. I can't imagine how that must weigh on you, make you feel like you don't deserve praise. But you worked so hard and they took that ending away from you which was, excuse my language, very fucked up of them and you didn't deserve that no matter what you did, and I just....thank you."

His eyes bore into mine, shifting emotions behind them. Anger, regret, fear, disappointment in himself, disbelief, but then something else. Something softer as he focuses on me. His hand comes up to cup my face and I lean into it, loving the feel of his calloused hands on my skin. He leans in towards me, his eyes shifting down to my lips, his breath fanning out over my face.

"Wait. I have to tell you something, Javier."

"Can you tell me after we make out?"

Can I? No. No, Vanessa.

"I really think I need to tell you first."

He pulls back and it looks like it costs him a ton of effort, just like it did me to tell him to stop. He puts his hand on his lap and watches me, waiting for me to continue.

"Do you remember when I told you that Alex's dad had important things to do? And you thought he was giving me a line?"

He nods. "Yeah..."

"What if...what if that were you?"

He furrows his eyebrows together, confused. "If what were me?"

"If you had gone off to Colombia or were going off and you found out you'd gotten some girl pregnant?"

"I would have come home or not gone."

"Yeah, but wouldn't you resent them just a little for robbing you of this opportunity?"

He scoffs. "They would've saved me a lot of shit."

"You know that now. But then?"

He thinks for a moment. "I don't know. I can't say I wouldn't have been disappointed."

"Don't you think your kid would pick up on that?"

"I...I don't know. I didn't consider....Vanessa?"

I swallow down the tears that are fighting to escape my body. "Yeah?"

"How old is Alex?"

I take a deep breath and look him in the eyes. "6."

It takes him a few moments, probably doing the math in his head. But then his eyes widen and he pulls his arm from around me, scooting back a little.

"6?"

"Yeah."

He shifts on the bench. "Is he...who's his dad?"

I can't help the one tear that falls from my eyes. "Y-you are."

He looks at me before abruptly standing, pacing back and forth, his hand on his hip and the other pinching the bridge of his nose.

"I'm his dad? Me? Are you sure?"

"I've only ever been with you."

He scoffs. "It's been 6 years, Vanessa. You haven't fucked anyone in 6 years?" He stops to look at me and sees the truth in my face.

"I've gone on some dates, but nothing ever happened."

"You expect me to believe that?"

"I can only tell you the truth, I can't make you believe it."

He laughs angrily, finally stopping in front of me, glaring down at me.

"Why didn't you fucking tell me?"

"I-"

"Did you not think I deserved to know?"

"I-I-"

"I would have stayed for you! I-"

I stand up and he backs up a couple steps. "That's exactly why!"

"What?"

"You would've hated us if you stayed. You would've resented it. You just said you'd be disappointed. You don't think we wouldn't have picked up on that?"

"You didn't give me a fucking choice, Vanessa! Does he even know me?"

"He doesn't know who you are. I told him you were a superhero, fighting a really bad man in another country. And that you'd come back when he was caught."

Javier hesitates a moment. "You never gave me a choice! I lost all of that time. I lost...FUCK! I can't even look at you!" He turns and walks away, past the parking lot and into the street, heading towards town.

I call after him but it's no use. I collapse onto the bench, my head in my hands, finally letting the tears out that I'd been holding back for so long.

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The next morning, I set at the kitchen island, a mug of hot coffee clutched between my cold hands as I wait for Javier. I hear the sounds of someone moving down the stairs and I sit up straighter, but Chucho enters the kitchen. I feel my face fall as he looks at me.

"I know I'm not a looker but-"

"Sorry, Chucho. I was expecting.." my voice trails off and he cocks his head.

"Javi? He left."

I sit bolt upright. "Left?"

Chucho pours himself a mug of coffee. "Yeah for Cali. Didn't he tell you? He was going to tell you last night that he was heading back. It was sort of a secret but I told him you'd probably notice if you were no longer sharing a bathroom."

I feel the blood drain from my face. "He's gone?"

Chucho turns, mug in hand and scans my face. "Yeah. I thought he told you? When neither of you returned to the reception, I assumed...well, I thought he'd tell you before he..."

Tears fall wet and hard from my already puffy face. Chucho looks alarmed but sets his mug down and pulls me to him, letting me soak his shirt as he makes calming sounds at me.

"I told him, Chucho. I told him about Alex," My speech is muffled but he hears it all the same.

"What happened?"

I tell him the entire conversation, how Javier just stormed off and how I expected to see him this morning, to apologize and tell him he doesn't have to be involved, that I can move out to make it easier. Chucho waves me off with that last one. "I would never make you move out. Javi doesn't cook nearly as good as you."

I give him a small smile, my shoulders still shaking from sobbing.

"Listen, Vanessa. I won't give you a lecture. You know my opnion and it's no use retelling you. But he knows now. Javier tends to run from things."

"So we're his latest Lorraine?"

Chucho cocks his head, thinking. "I doubt that very much. You're not Lorraine. He looks at you differently."

"Looked. I doubt he'll even want to see me again."

"Mm...let's just give him space, ok?"

"But what if he's down there another 6 years?"

"Something tells me it won't take him that long to think about things."

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Javier

It had been a month since Vanessa told him he has a kid. That he has a 6 year old son he knew nothing about, knew nothing about him. Except that he's a hero. Which is a lie.

The Cali Cartel had another 5 months before they would be "turning themselves in", which was a big joke. He had to catch them before the time was up so they could face actual justice and not this fake, bureaucratic bullshit.

He's tried to resort back to his old ways of dealing, burying himself in a woman. But when he tried to, he couldn't bring himself to do anything, let alone sleep with them. It was everything he could do to not pick up a cigarette, but his patience was wearing thin.

He tried not to think about Vanessa and her confession. But when the work day was over, and he went back to his penthouse the government provided, his brain would play that conversation over and over in his head. At first, he continued to remain livid, that she had denied him the choice of knowing his family, being with his kid. But then his dad's words echoed in his mind, the call coming the day he landed in Cali.

"That girl has been through hell, Javi. Don't be the asshole you claimed you wouldn't be."

"She didn't tell me I had a kid, dad. A kid! Who does that?"

"She was only thinking about you! This whole time, she was worried about your wellbeing. She didn't want you distracted or resentful, even if it cost her everything."

"What did it cost her?"

"Her parents! Her family, friends, her church. Ours welcomed her with open arms only because I was there to vouch for her. She was shunned from her entire life and still only worried about you. Don't be such a stubborn asshole."

He thought about Vanessa, so young and pregnant, trying to figure out how to tell her strict parents she was expecting despite not being married. Them kicking her out, closing her off from all of her friends and family, anyone who would support her. Her finding the strength and will to drive all the way back to Loredo to try and find him and discovering he would be away for an indefinite amount of time. What would he do in that situation? Run away from it, probably. Which she didn't have the option of doing.

He takes a swig of his drink, the ice cubes clunking against his top lip. He wants to meet his kid, Alex. Wants to tell him that the bad guy was caught and that he's back. Would he be back? It's probably good Alex doesn't know who he is, in case something happens to him here. But if he gets to go home, he knows he wants to be in his life.

What about Vanessa? Will she let him in their lives? Javier is pretty sure she will, even with the way he left. But what about her? If he's honest with himself, truly honest, when he looks past the anger, he sees her big eyes, the freckles on her cheeks, the sass she gives him in her quiet manner. And he thinks, no. He knows. He knows he loves her. He thinks she loves him. If she didn't, surely she would've told him long ago, not caring about his well being. But she had been so adamant about not telling him, wanting him to be safe.

He crosses his arms, pinching the bridge of his nose. Fuck, what was he doing? Granted he signed up to go back to Cali when they called him in, assuming that if he didn't they would throw him in prison. But honestly, he was ready to come back and actually be here when they get the bad guys. But then Vanessa came back into his life and now a kid.

Fuck, he's an idiot.

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Vanessa

6 months. It had been 6 months since Javier stormed out and ran away to Cali. Ok, run away was harsh as he went there for work, agreeing to it long before he knew I was here. But he hadn't called and I took that as a sign, no matter how many times Chucho said it doesn't mean anything because he doesn't call him either. He gets too caught up in his work.

It's the start of summer, the windows are open to get a cross breeze coming through the house. I do miss the ac back home, but I'll take Chucho's home over the one I grew up in any day, heat or no.

Alex got a new book and I hadn't seen him for a couple hours as he's spent them in his room, devouring the latest in his series. He did come out once, nose buried in the book, to ask me for a snack.

I finish washing his cup, setting it on the rack to dry. I stare out the little window over the sink, watching Chucho putter about between the barn and the shed, thinking about the animals and how hot it's going to get out there. I know they're used to it, but still. I'' have to get some extra ice trays at the store so I can throw some more in their water troughs. Chucho says that's why they all like me so much.

Suddenly, I hear heavy steps on the wood floor behind me, much heavier than Alex's. I spin, my hand gripping the cast iron pan that was sitting there. But when I fully turn, I nearly drop the pan.

Javier is there, standing in front of me, his chest heaving, a small bead of sweat sliding down his neck and onto his chest, which is slightly exposed by his several undone buttons in his lavender purple, button up shirt.

"Javier, I-"

"Sshh. I'm sorry."

"What?"

He takes a few steps towards me. "I never should have just left. I at least should've told you about Cali."

"No. I'm sorry. I should've told-"

He's only a couple steps from me now. "No, it's ok. I understand. You were thinking about your family. About how it would affect even me. you did what you had to do."

This was not what I expected. He reaches for the pan, still clutched in my hand. He takes it and sets it on the counter behind me, leaning close to me. He looks down at me, his hand coming up to cup my cheek and I inhale sharply at the sensation.

"You're so brave and I'm a fucking idiot."

"You have every right-"

He pulls me to him, gently pressing his lips to mine, giving me time and space to stop him. But what he doesn't know is his touch has sent me spiraling, spinning away into the sky. And when his tongue slides into my mouth, my body trembles slightly, my hand coming up to mindlessly grab onto his arm. But then he pulls back, staring into my eyes.

"I'm in love with you."

My stomach lurches, a thousand butterflies being released in my body at his words. Love? He loves me? I never thought I'd hear those words from anyone, let alone the man I've loved since I was 19. The reason none of my dates every worked out.

"And it's ok if you don't-"

"I love you too."

He smiles, a real smile that lights up even his eyes, both of his hands now cupping my face. "Really?"

"Why do you think none of those dates ever worked out? It was always you, Javi."

He kisses me more passionately now, his hand leaving my face to grip my hip, pulling me against him. I feel him through his tight jeans, pressing into me and I groan a little in his mouth.

"Fuck, you're so intoxicating. It was killing me not to kiss you."

"Mmm." Is all I can manage to say. But then I remember we're not alone, not this time.

"Do you want to meet him?"

Javier pulls his face back from mine. "He's here?"

I nod. "Yeah. Reading, upstairs."

He shifts, tugging on his pants. "Hell yeah I want to meet him. But uh, give me a sec?"

I glance down and chuckle. "Maybe I can help you with that later?"

He groans. "You aren't helping any now."

He turns and walks out the back door and I see him say hi to his dad, embracing him. Chucho watches him for a moment and then a smile appears and he claps him on the shoulder. I can only assume he's telling him he's going to meet Alex. Javier comes back inside, taking a deep breath.

"Ok, I think I'm ready."

"Alex! Can you come downstairs for a minute?"

Small feet patter across the floor upstairs and make their way down, Alex appearing in the kitchen a moment later, his book still propped open in his hand.

"Mom, I was at a really good part!"

"Alex, I have someone I want you to meet."

"Can it wait?"

I kneel down to get on his level, his eyes, so like Javier's, staring back at me, sensing the seriousness.

"Alex, meet your dad, Javier."

Slowly he turns, looking up at Javier who waves at him awkwardly. "Hey, kiddo. I uh, got the bad guy. I'm sorry it took me so long."

Alex continues to stare at him for a moment. Then he throws his precious book to the floor, running full out towards Javier, who throws his arms out at the last minute as Alex leaps into them, nearly knocking him over.

"Dad? It's really you?"

"It really is."

Alex clutches onto him, tears in both of their eyes. "I always dreamed of meeting you! This is the best day of my life!"

Javier hugs him tight, fighting back the tears that are quickly gathering in his eyes. "This is the best day of my life too, son."

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2 years later...

I load up the old tractor with a couple of picnic baskets, 4 large thermos full of homemade lemonade next to them. I close the back and carefully hop up, driving slowly across the property, a smile on my face. After a while, I pull up to the 3 men in my life: Chucho trying to carry wood by himself, Javi yelling at him as he runs to help him, and Alex, hammering away at a spare piece of wood. They were at the back end of the property repairing a downed section of fence. Javier sees me pull up and he rushes over, offering me his hand to help me down.

"I wish you hadn't driven this thing."

"Well if I walked, it would've been dinner by the time I brought your lunch."

"Mom! Watch me!" Alex starts hammering on a piece of wood Chucho had laid in the ground, Javier moving to help him pound it in further.

"My strong man!"

"Son, gather up the tools and put them in the box. We're taking a break for lunch."

Alex starts to look around for the tools as Javier turns back to me. He wraps his arm around me and leans in to kiss me, sliding his tongue over my bottom lip.

"Now now none of that. That made this happen," I rest my hand on my enlarged belly as Javier leans down, planting a kiss to my stomach before standing back up. He leans close to my ear.

"I plan on putting as many kids in you as you'll let me."

I slap his chest, but the thought warms me. "Let's just see how these 2 go first, yeah?"

He smiles at me, kissing me again before lifting Alex into the back of the trailer, helping me to set up the picnic lunches I had made for all of them. As we stare out at the river, a boat comes through, obviously carrying illegal items, most likely drugs. Javier stiffens, but then looks around at us.

"I'm done. I've done all I can. Now I just want to spend my life with my family."

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aquacomet · 1 year

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September 21st is coming up and you know what that means? It marks the Reveal-versary of Sun and Moon! (Reveal-versary being the anniversary reveal and birthday all rolled into one.)

For this occasion I've been wondering if people would be interested in a birthday-themed magma for the two?

The main idea is to set up a collab page where we attend their party to celebrate. You could possibly pick a sona, OC, au variation, or a version of how you draw one of them to attend. Kind of like those images where one person adds a character to a scene then someone adds onto it but it's in a magma that lasts a few days. (Though we'd have to keep characters a reasonable size so we have enough space for a bunch of people to add in there.) We can also have a board or two set up for casual doodles too on the day.

Still plotting on more details but consider this a interest check for now!

(Imagine the poll has less time than the full week, you can only pick a day or a week and want longer than just a day so people get chance to see it.)

While there's no pressure for it feel free to share this around, if there's plenty of interest the more likely this may happen!

#event #poll #fnaf #daycare attendant #DCA Birthday magma #dca reveal-versary collab #I'm back on my plotting mini event things

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atinyjules · 6 months

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Hi can I request a bf! Doyoung (treasure) scenario, the story is up to you but can you make it like a bit suggestive hehe tyia🫶

Baby I'm Yours Ft. Kim Doyoung

A/n: This was requested! I've never done anything suggestive but since I'm 18 now...maybe I can test the waters with this one 🌚

I'm not too great with suggestive ones but I hope this was a good first try.

Soo here ya go!

Genre: romance, suggestive, fluff, established relationship au

Pairings: Boyfriend!Doyoung x Fem oc

Warnings: swearing and suggestive (nothing too crazy)

"Babyy! How are you not done yet?" Your amazing boyfriend of three years whined from the living room as you got ready for your best friend Haruto's birthday party.

"We still have an hour, chill." You said and rolled your eyes as you did your hair.

"But don't take too long!" He complained making you sigh as you continued styling your hair.

After finishing your hair you stood up and changed into your outfit for the night. Haruto being the cool dude he was (well at least he thinks he is) decided to host a black outfits only themed party. So of course you wore a simple but elegant black mini dress. Before heading out, you looked over at the very expensive luxury perfume bottle Haruto gifted you on your birthday sat on the vanity. Promising that it would make Doyoung stick to you like glue, Haruto insisted you wear it to the party.

I haven't really gotten a chance to wear it yet anyways.

You took it and spritzed the perfume on yourself and walked out of the bedroom to see your boyfriend fixing his hair in the mirror.

"I'm donee!" You say in a bright tone making him let put a sigh of relief.

"Finally! Can we go...now." The last word came out in a softer tone as Doyoung stood there speechless with his jaw on the ground as you made your way towards him.

"What?" You ask while closing his mouth.

"Damn...you look...gorgeous." He says before breaking into a proud smirk and twirling you around, then pulling you to him by your waist. He takes in your scent and pulls back to look at you with a new sense of confidence.

"New perfume?" He asks making you chuckle as you nod.

"Yup, you like it?" You ask but instead of responding to your question he pulls you in for a passionate kiss as his hands roam around your waist.

"Can we just not go?" He whispers in your ear as he presses a kiss to your jaw.

"No, Haruto will be upset. Besides, didn't you want to go from the start? Now, stop kissing." You say in hopes of pushing him off of you but he only tightens the grip on your body.

"Haruto can wait, I can't. " He says in a soft tone and presses a trail of kisses to your jaw down to your neck.

"You can wait, Haruto can't...it's his birthday baby. Come on, now stop being sappy." You say making him whine as he crashed his lips into yours. After resisting for a while you let yourself melt into the kiss and wrap your hands around his neck as he caresses your cheek.

After breaking the kiss to breathe he looks at you with a smile.

"Does that mean we can skip?" He asks making you smile as you wrapped an arm around his neck and used the other to wipe the red tint of your lipstick from his lips.

"Nope, now be a sweetheart and go put Haruto's gifts in the car while I retouch my makeup." You say making him groan and give up as he took the gifts to the car.

While you retouched your make up, you looked at the ysl libré perfume bottle and sighed.

"Guess Haruto wasn't lying after all." You say with a smile and head to the car to go to Haruto's party.

After Doyoung pulled up infront of Haruto's place you were about to get out of the car when Doyoung pulled you by the seat belt and locked you in place before latching his lips on you again.

"We could just drop off the gifts and wish him a happy birthday and be on your way home...what do you say?" He whispered after breaking the kiss.

"No, Haruto is my best friend...we can't just ditch him." You say with a smile before pecking his lips and getting out of the car.

"And I'm your boyfriend...Aeraaa!" He called out your name with a whine as you left him in the car.

×××

"There's the birthday boy!" You cheered as Haruto proudly opened his arms and let you hug him.

"You're late." He said making you laugh and apologize as Haruto broke into a smile.

"I'm just messing with you." He said and made his way to give Doyoung a bro hug.

"Happy birthday bro." Doyoung said with a smile as Haruto nodded proudly.

"Thanks, sooo what do you think of the party?" Haruto asked while spreading his arms to motion at the decor.

"It's so you, oooh a bar!" Doyoung said and slipped away as Haruto looked at you with a knowing look.

"What's got him so...weird?" He asked as you rolled your eyes.

"He kept insisting that we skip the party." You say making Haruto laugh.

"Well, now you owe me 10 dollars." He said making you scoff as he smirks.

"I told you the perfume is magic." Haruto says proudly making you sigh as he pushed you towards the bar.

"Go cheer up loverboy before he becomes a sad boy." He says making you chuckle as you thank him and head to where Doyoung sat and drank a cocktail on his own.

"Hey, baby." You say in a sweet tone as he looks up at you happily.

"Are we leaving?" He asks in an excited tone as you shake your head.

"Nope, buuut I'm here!" You say in a cheerful tone as doyoung pulls you by the waist and puckers his lips, asking for a kiss which you happily give.

"Baby I'm yours." He whispers in your ear making you giggle.

"Why so sudden?" You ask as he presses a kiss you your ear making a shiver run down your spine.

"I just thought that you should know before we head home." He whispered in your ear.

Oml this was so weird. I'm sorry the ending was weird. I didn't know how to end it so I just abruptly ended it like that cuz...well...my mindwas not cooperating iugwim.

But I hope it was good enough!🥹🎀

Likes and rebloggs are appreciated 💖✨️

#kpop fluff #kpop #kpop imagines #kpop masterlist #kpop ff #kpop fics #treasure x reader #treasuremasterlist #treasure doyoung x reader #treasure fluff #treasure reactions #treasure #treasure oneshot #treasure imagines

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opal-owl-flight · 2 months

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7. Do they take part in ink battles? What kind and how often?

Absolutely! Inksport leagues are what most of the NSS do outside of agent duties. Theyre a major part of most Inkfish's lives in my writing, a lot of the themes I explore revolve around uh. Sport Movie kinda dealios BAHAHAH (alongside rhe Horrors but shh. When it comes to ocs outside the NSS, Inksports are the main focus)

3s a turf war legend both topside and underground. They were there when the sport was something only the delinquents did, unregulated and dangerous, matches that moved at a fast pace and where they had to leave IMMEDIATELY after or be caught by the authorities. Squid Force eventually found this sport and started sponsoring a safer, more regulated version of it. 3 rose up the ranks all the same (while complaining abt how EASY it is now). Theyve been here since the start. Their splashtag is whispered in awe ans reverence. They are usually followed around by a gaggle of fans or press (please leave them alone qoskw). They still participate in trench turf to satisfy their desire to turf like the good old days. 4 and 8 and Neo3 have no clue about it. They show up with new light scarring and people think its from agent stuff they do on their own -- nope!!

They also play ranked. Tower Control is their favorite mode! Positioning is critical in all modes, but this one has some very specific spots they can exploit and the battles have a flow thats easily readable to them. Its the same route every time! Opposing teams move in pretty specific ways! Its like chess to them. Massages their brain just right.

4s a rising star in the turf leagues. She was great at it back in her hometown in the highlands (the sport has been established here for awhile), but she feels that people are intentionally throwing their matches against her because shes a clan singer. She wanted to have the Real Deal. Moving to Inkopolis, she had a taste of what real turf matches are like...and saw how much more brutal they are. She grit her beak and learned, explosively, in fact, how to play properly. She rose up the ranks quickly the second she found her main weapon class. Shes only ever played topside turf but she is a force to be reckoned with. 3 complains that the new regulations made the game "easier", but someone who grew with the rules can see that its added more complexity. You cant just brute force everything in here. 4 weaves around these added limitations with ease. One can argue shes just as good as 3, if not better...

Her favorite ranked mode is (obviously) Rainmaker. Sneaking around, getting up close and personal with the carrier or their teammates clumped around them is something she greatly enjoys. Holding the nuke itself also gives her quite the rush!! Literally. Shes so beefy that she can carry it faster than the rest of her team (Judd flags her for that, she has to slow herself down to keep the game fair for everyone else). The Rainmaker mode is also reminiscent of some of the ceremonies she does/participates in back in the highlands. Its her job in those ceremonies to call the rain. It involves moving from place to place, carrying a relic that will make her voice heard to the heavens. Despite her not liking how suffocated she was in her homeland, she admits that she misses it, as well.

8 is relatively new to the turf scene. Shes always yearned to be a part of it, back when she was still underground. Now that shes on the surface, she frankly doesnt understand why its such a big deal anymore. Its just a game?? Why are people sweating over this?? And why is all this violence so revered here?? I think her general dislike for combat/conflict may be due to her being raised in a wartime context. She got out of that life, shes not going to go back to it. Still, bc she adores hanging out with 4 (and later 3), she plays the more casual turf war leagues. She occasionally plays ranked modes (splat zones are a favorite), but she tends to stick to the casual side of things. The high octane action and vigilance of the pro leagues makes her uncomfortable...

Neo3 is very new to the turf scene. She compares it to the sacred salmon runs that shes been a lucky witness to (its her only point of reference, bless her hearts). A fight for honor! A fight to the death! And you get to keep living after them? Its the best of both worlds! She enjoys terrorizing the opposing team in any mode. Shes as tenacious and as stubborn as a salmonid that easily slithers over enemy ink. Hitting from blind spots. Easily overwhelms foes with strength and numbers. As annoying as a flyfish. Occasionally, she claws and bites her opponents...which gets her flagged down by Judd. Its fine!! Shes having fun here!

Her favorite ranked mode is definitely Clam Blitz. In salmonid spawning season, the survivors of the runs gather the dropped eggs around the battleground into the nesting grounds to hatch them. Neo3 is reminded of that time as she gathers clams. She defends them as if they were eggs. (And then you see her trying to crack the clams open so she can eat them after the match....)

#splatoon #splatoon ask game #splatoon headcanon #agent 3 #captain 3 #agent 4 #agent 8 #agent neo 3 #neo agent 3 #opal owl hoots

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corruptimles · 1 month

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I R EMMEBERED TO SEND YOU ANOTHER ONE. 🌠🌪️🖍️🎀✏️✂️🏊🌌 november

sicko at the window for talking about beans

🌠 SHOOTING STAR - if they could make any wish with no repercussions, what wish would they make?

for if everything didn't happen (legacys deaths? the supernova? them?)

🌪️ TORNADO - what is the biggest change you've ever made to them? how have they changed from their original version?

November's characterization and appearance has actually stayed consistent since making them. At most, he doesn't talk as much anymore in his default state, and avoiding being outside of their suit more.

One thing that was retconned was a scene when November talked about missing safety railings. That was originally from Greyvember whose character was developed further later on, so the dialogue doesn't suit him anymore and Northvember said it instead.

🖍️ CRAYON - what advice would you give to them?

uhhhh that's rough buddy

🎀 RIBBON - how would they fit into other worlds / aus? what aus would you like to try out? what fictional world would they fit / not fit into?

November is really weird to fit into other worlds. He can't be in anything that doesn't include some form of a supernatural/magic system and/or creatures? Because if I were to simplify his concept down to what's recognizable: November is a collection of souls associated with a form or container where they attempt to be one guy or one thing. So any "modern au" without supernatural elements wouldn't really work. November's situation is not equivalent to irl cases of DID. Fantasy settings are probably fine. Be some weird cursed person or artifact, easy. Armoured suit November? could you imagine. There's a Pokemon AU for Modleyverse, where the only difference is that Pokemon exist. BUT. If November WAS a Pokemon, they're like a Spiritomb.

✏️ PENCIL - is there a particular quote / lyric that you associate with them?

From the playlist made for them uhhh maybe these parts

from Each Time I Die - Bones & Beeker

from November - Sparkbird

✂️ SCISSORS - what is the "last straw" for them to cut someone out of their life? how easily do they let go of people?

November so far hasn't been in a situation where it's gotten to that. It's theoretically very easy to get November to start avoiding you if they become afraid. An example is when Mars accidentally sliced the suit and November got scattered and panicked, and so started associating Mars with his tools rather than as crewmate. They got slightly better though, because they're both on a spaceship with nowhere to go, with Mars trying to coax November out of the vents, and something keeps urging November to do his tasks, so he couldn't hide forever. Other situations wouldn't resolve as easily, especially if November doesn't have any connection to the person prior.

🏊 SWIMMING - can they swim? or are they afraid of water? how well do they swim? how do they feel about swimming in the ocean?

Nope! It's really hard to swim with a suit, and otherwise would be extinguished if it's enough water. If with a proper suit, still cannot swim well at all. How they feel about swimming depends, but you're most likely to get either "no.. that's scary.." or "yes, I am an excellent swimmer :)!" and proceeds to not move because of subconscious self-preservation.

🌌 MILKY WAY - what was the inspiration behind your oc? what was the first thing you decided about them?

First was their name. I just like code word stuff so I picked a couple names from the phonetic alphabet (my beloved) for an astronaut character. I think I had: bravo, kilo, november, tango, and whiskey? Friends suggested november because I was using the white suit and the month of november is cold. This influenced having a winter outfit theme later as well.

Visually, November was recycled from an old UOHRPG (different OC world) enemy + Vashta Nerada from Doctor Who

Other influences were also: The Flood (The Waters of Mars episode) which were liquid parasite colonies The Lux Foundation Library/Doctor Moon's concept of "saving" (which are also from Silence in the Library which is where the Vashta Nerada were introduced, and were the reason needing "saving") (cuz November is both the murderer and victim) That one specific burnt Elsen from OFF (which is what the UOHRPG enemy was inspired by) And the specific discomfort and fear I got from Everyman being swarmed in Undertale Obligatory The Thing mention, which may have also helped with the winter theme. And I like fur hoods, winter clothing in general -> the jacket/bag helmets and gas masks -> the fighter jet helmet uniform/military dress uniforms -> hat/neck tie/aiguilettes

#talk to me tag #egg-node #ask meme #this is my oc tag #november #modleyverse #long post #forbidden initial november sketch/concept art #modley interrogation

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sofasoap · 1 year

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In your arms

Pairing: Simon “Ghost ” Riley x F!Reader ( OC aka Mini MacTavish )

Summary: Comforting your husband after a nightmare.

Connecting to event of “Death, Comes easily”

Warning: Mature theme. Nightmare discussion ( related to PTSD ), discussion of death. Angst.

A/N : This was an extension of ANOTHER drabble/comment I wrote a while ago thanks to my midnight muse @a-small-writer-in-a-big-world ( seriously please let me sleep LOL )

Character of Mini MacTavish is from @saltofmercury fic “The Favorite MacTavish”” which she graciously let me borrow and write bit more expanded universe. Please go read her wonderful story to get bit of background

“masterlist” for more prequel to this Mini MacTavish expanded universe

You stare up at the ceiling. Eyes wide open. Fidgeting away.

It’s three in the morning. But you are not sleepy at all. Even after a solid twelve hour afternoon shift.

Oh, you should add more carrots into the twin’s lunch box….

You started making a mental listing of what you need to get from the grocery store tomorrow. Maybe that will tire your brain out and finally get some sleep.

That wallpaper is peeling off slightly beside the window… need to get Simon to fix that..

Is Johnny and Emma coming over for lunch this Sunday?

Crap the electricity bill is due soon….

Ok, this isn’t working. Your mind is even more stimulated with all these questions and a list of chores in your head.

Tucking yourself into the armchair beside the fireplace you just rekindled, armed with a generous mug of hot chocolate ( and maybe with a sneaky dash of whisky in it ) you set yourself about getting back into the historical romance novel you started a year ago but never had the time to finish.

Turn to the left, fluffing up the pillow. Nope. Not helping either. You knew that extra cup of coffee after lunch wasn’t such a good idea.

Letting out a sigh, you finally accepted that you weren’t going to get any sleep that night.

Swinging your leg over the side of the bed, you shuffle towards the lounge chair beside the window, grabbing the hand knit throw over blanket Gaz made for you last winter. Draping it over your shoulder, and quietly slipping out of the room, without waking Simon up, down towards the kitchen.

The heavy footsteps become more frantic, and you hear room doors opening and closing, and the person in question is running down the staircase.

Barely three pages in, you heard stomping noise coming from the bedroom upstairs.

You set the book down,looking up, frowning. Is one of the twins awake? But the noise sounds like it’s coming from your shared bedroom with your husband.

The next second, you saw Simon, shoulders uptight, breathing erratically, with tears streaming down his face. As soon as he spotted you curling up in the armchair, his beautiful brown eyes widened. Mixture of panic and relief evident in his eyes. Your heart aches at the sight.

Simon calls out to you. Voice quivering, like a scared little child.

Extending your hands, silently asking him what he needs.

He stares at you for the moment, before slowly moving towards you, kneeling down on both knees, enveloping his large, warm hand around yours.

“… Just want to feel you. Knowing you are here.” He whispered in a deep rumbling voice, tinged with sadness. “That you are real.” his voice broke into a sob. “ That you are alive.”

“ Oh love…” You immediately knew he had one of his nightmares again. Flash back to the bombing incident. Death of his mother and brother’s family.

“I woke up, I couldn’t find you, you weren’t there in bed, I thought the worst…” grabbing onto your hands tighter as he poured out his fear, “I thought I failed you… Just like I failed my family… I got you killed.. And the twins.. The team…” He buried his face into your lap, trying hard to control his emotion.

It pains you to see him in such a vulnerable state. A side he never shows. Not even to his most trusted team mate.

But here, in front of you, he’s not the ruthless, fearsome Ghost.

Here, he is just Simon Riley, your companion, beloved husband. The men you trust with all your life.

And he loves and trusts you enough to pour his heart and fear out to you. Laying it bare.

Pulling him up to a stand, giving him a kiss on the lip. “Come on, you should get some rest.”

Leaning forward you place a kiss on the back of his head, whispering into his ears, trying to reassure him, “I am here love. I am not going anywhere…” pulling one of your hands out from his grasp, you stroke his hair lightly, “You haven’t failed us. You saved my life that day. Both of us came home safe and sound to the children and the team at the end, right?”

Cupping his face and lifting his head up, you smiled gently, “It’s all behind us now Simon.”

“You're not coming to bed with me?” He asked in a small voice.

Looking at the fireplace, “I can’t leave it burning overnight. Besides, I couldn’t sleep anyway, that’s why I am down here, reading a book.” pointing to the book and drink, abandoned on the side table.

“Can I stay with you?”

That is how the twins found the two of you the next morning, sleeping on the lounge, wrapped up in thick blankets, with you cocooned in Simon’s embrace, with a contented smile on both of your faces.

The sweet twins woke both you and Simon up, with simple breakfast and tea all ready on the table for both of you.

tag:

@a-small-writer-in-a-big-world

@floral-force

@homicidal-slvt

@kaplerrr

@siilvan

#simon riley #simon ghost riley x reader #simon ghost riley #simon riley imagine #simon riley x you #cod mw2 #simon ghost riley x you #simon riley x reader #simon riley x f!reader #mini mactavish #mini mactavish universe #call of duty #simon ghost riley x f!reader #cod

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adhd-coyote · 2 months

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@whiskygoldwings you wanted to be tagged for oc infodumping? Well, I've finished organizing my 212th ocs, but there's a lot of 'em, so I'll just do the one's I have picrews for at the moment!

Tooka

He/Him

Naive but clever

A huge cuddlebug

Favorite type of candy is sour gummies

Secretly a little shit

Lives up to his name in curiosity

Pesky

Gender? What's that? Can he eat it? Mostly uses he/him pronouns out of convenience, but fine with anything

Gold and red wing tattoos stretching across his shoulders, with matching paint on the back of his armor. Plus a tramp stamp reading "Os'ika" (little shit in Mando'a) that he was "forced" to get after losing a bet

Excellent pilot

A mischievous little vent gremlin

Looks like vod'ika, but has ori'vod(/older cousin) energy

Most talented and creative prankster in his battalion, if not the whole GAR

Voted most likely to start a mutiny for fun

Rain

He/They

Medic

Rainstorm themed sleeve tattoo on his left arm

Quiet, gentle, a very soft voice

Honest but not blunt

The kind of medic that talks you through everything he’s doing and praises you when he’s done

They usually send him to deal with the shinies, especially right after their first battle

Chomps

He/Him

“Bite me” tattooed on the back of his left shoulder

Would bite a droid

Fangs painted on his helmet

“Nom nom, motherfucker”

His armor (mainly his vambraces, gauntlets, and pauldrons) is covered in teeth marks

Vent

They/Them

The 212th's other vent gremlin

Messes with Shinies by giggling in the vents and then scurrying away without a word

Likes puzzles, riddles, and the like

Always knows all of the gossip, and can be bribed if you know what to offer

Squirrel

He/They

Mechanic

Hyperactive

Somehow both a math gay and a driving gay

He go zoom, both in and out of a vehicle.

Kneecaps

He/Him

Always goes for the knees in a fight

You’d think this would make him predictable to fight, but nope. He just gets more creative with going for the knees.

Sunny exterior, but absolutely ruthless underneath

Drake

He/Him

Sniper

Right eye is a prosthetic

Snarky, levelheaded, and cynical

Absolutely feral on the battlefield

Acts like he doesn’t care but will not hesitate to verbally (or even physically) tear you apart if you are mean to/hurt one of his vode

Laugh is more like a cackle

Sharp grin and an even sharper scowl

Very observant; an amazing strategist

This is only about half of my 212th ocs; y'all will get to see the rest once I've either made picrews or drawn them <3

#star wars #the clone wars #clone troopers #clone trooper oc #coyotes clone chaos #tooka #pesky #rain #chomps #vent #squirrel #kneecaps #drake #212th battalion

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heartfullofleeches · 1 year

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Alien brain rot realll love our funky little unknown creature ❤️😭 spare us crumbs of them plz they’re my fave oc so far

The sky is beautiful tonight. Beneath the blanket of night, the stars shine for you alone - little, twinkling balls of green as far as the eye could see. You've never seen them so close before-

"Hey Alien, do you know how all those glowy stickers got on my ceiling?"

One of the patches lands on your companions face as its adhesive gives. They discretely slide it back into the horde within their pocket as they shrug. "nope."

"Huh. Been there for a while." Roughly a year if you had to guess. You've been finding space themed stickers taped in odd corners of your home tracking a few months back, but from dim of their glow, some had to be there far longer. Locations and numbers ranged from a single star on top of your fridge to the entire galaxy stretched across your bedroom ceiling. You haven't really paid attention to it until your friend asked if you wanted to stargaze with them and landed down on your floor. Funnily enough, the stickers began popping up a week after you formally met. They didn't seem that interested in them as they had been staring at you all night. When you asked them about it - all he said was he was looking at the brightest one.

"My bet is on ghosts."

"I thought you didn't believe in the paranormal."

"I don't. Complete horseshit if you ask me, but sometimes you just gotta believe in the unbelievable, Y/n. There is no logical reason to this. I'm sure everybody knows that you leave your window unlocked and you're cutest when you're sleeping."

You point at the far corner. "I think that's a camera spray painted silver someone duct taped to the wall."

"That is clearly a comet and should be left exactly where it is - just like this conversation."

"Alien, have you been sneaking into my-" "Yes I have, please kiss and or marry me."

#yandere alien #yandere oc #yandere x reader #yandere imagines #yandere x you #yandere headcanons #yandere insert #yandere blurb #yandere scenarios #yandere #alien my oc #yandere exophilia

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melswifeasf · 1 year

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Safest in your arms pt 6

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Pairing: Georgia Miller x Fem!OC

Summary: night smoke seshs continue with Georgia and Samantha.

Warnings: (18+) MDNI cursing, drug use, underage drinking, age gap relationships (18 and 30) grooming, sexual themes.

SMOKE BLEW OUT into the night as Samantha and Georgia were sitting on the blondes balcony. each of them had less than half of a blunt left, they had been outside for half an hour now. it was past midnight and Samantha made sure to wait until Georgia texted her that her daughter was asleep before she went over. it had been five days since they kissed at sophomore sleepover and things were.. interesting. after the kiss Samantha expected Georgia to avoid her again and half expected the same from herself but the blonde woman ended up texting her the night after asking if she wanted to come over. Samantha would never give up an opportunity to spend more time with her so she accepted.

from then on it was the same routine, Georgia would text her and Samantha would go over with weed for both of them or sometimes just for the blonde since she wasn't the kind to smoke every day. even though things were great between them, they hadn't actually brought up the kiss or talked about what it could mean. initially Samantha was fine with that, it's not like she was expecting a date out of it or for them to even become a thing but that didn't mean she was opposed to a little clarification on where they stood. she wondered if they could kiss whenever they were in private or if she was allowed to send flirty messages, she needed to know in order to not make the blonde uncomfortable. that's the last thing she wanted.

they had kissed a couple of times since, on the first day Georgia kissed her goodbye which left the raven girl a blushing gay mess. since that Georgia would sometimes kiss her spontaneously, it would at times end with a make-out session or other times it would just be to fluster the young girl. it was safe to say it worked.

"so," Samantha spoke up as she watched Georgia put out the very small remainder of the blunt in her ashtray. she had opted out of smoking since she had taken her medication a lot later than usual and she didn't want to have a bad trip, she had made that mistake before. the blonde raised a brow in question. "i know i said i'd never mention it again, but.." she trailed off trying to find the most respectful way to word her sentence. she had one hand holding her vape, her her head leaning against the wall as she faced Georgia. "why did you take that money? i thought you had a rich husband" she asked and brought the watermelon flavored vape to her lips.

Georgia chuckled softly at her words, "it's a little complicated." she said half expecting Samantha to just let it go but that wasn't the case. her words only ignited more curiosity in the girl.

"we have all night." Samantha shrugged with a small smile, far too excited to learn more about the her hot neighbor who she most definitely has the hots for.

Georgia shook her head with an amused chuckle as she threw her head back against the railing softly, "i'm not getting out of this, am i?"

the raven girl shook her head, "nope" she said simply. they hadn't had truly deep conversation in since they started whatever it is they were. most of the time they would just talk about Ginny and her new boyfriend or about their day. most of the time it was Georgia talking about her day per Samanthas request. the only time they had a more sentimental conversation was when Samantha talked about how she and her friends became a group.

Georgia let out a dramatic sigh, "well.. technically i was married but his ex wife is contesting the will." she explained with slight distaste. Samantha chuckled at that.

she nodded, "what are you gonna do about it?" she asked and brought the vape up to her lips once more. she made sure to turn her head before blowing the smoke, not wanting it to get in the blondes face.

the blonde shrugged, "i have my lawyers working on that but considering i don't have that money we're kind of broke." she said.

Samantha's eyebrows furrowed, "are you sure taking money is the best idea though? everyone knows everything about everyone in this town." she explained. she would never judge Georgia for what she was doing, if she were to have two kids who relied on her financially then she would also do anything to make it from day to day. more importantly, her school had more funding then anything else in the town and Georgia needed it more then the school did.

"don't worry about that, i make sure to be careful" she said waving her off. even though that should've been enough for Samantha to change the conversation topic and move on, she couldn't. what if Georgia was caught? her reputation would be ruined and everyone in the town would make sure no one ever gave her a job again. she would probably go to jail on top of that too.

"i could always help out," tue younger girl said before she could stop herself. "i have a lot of savings and you could just pay me back whenever you get the money." she said trying to further convince the blonde. she didn't need the money as much as Georgia did, it was mostly just for college and she knew she would most likely get a full ride and most of the time she just spent money on drugs or buying things online.

Georgia frowned, "i don't need your money." she quickly said, a little too defense that Samantha couldn't help but think she had offended her.

"it's really not a big deal Georgia, most of my money will just be frozen until i move out and even then, my parents are fortunate and money really isn't a problem" she tried to reason. Samantha sat up a little straighter now, her vape long forgotten on her lap as her face turned more serious.

"im not taking your money Samantha. i've been getting by since i got here, i really don't need handouts" she shook her head. her posture stiffened, a very obvious sign that she wasn't enjoying having this conversation.

Samantha sighed, "it's not a hand out. it's like - a loan. you can pay me back whenever you can."

Georgia shook her head once more, not at all budging. it was understandable but that didn't stop Samantha from feeling slight disappointment. "i don't need it, Samantha. i'm serious. now can we please talk about something else" she said a slight snap in her voice.

Samantha swallowed, not taking her annoyance to heart knowing how she must feel. no adult would want a teen offering them money because they don't have enough. that would make anyone annoyed. she flashed the blonde a small smile as she nodded her head. "so.." she trailed off, "how was your day?" she asked trying to lighten the atmosphere.

it was then that a smile finally began to twitch on the woman's lips, "it was okay. how was yours?" she asked.

Samantha shrugged, "basic. i got a fifty dollar tip though." she said with an excited smile that only made Georgias lips curl into a matching expression. it wasn't irregular seeing Samantha smile like this, Georgia had seen that when she was with her friends or family but it was different in that instant. there was a simplicity to her smile that made the blonde question why it was the first time she had seen it. the raven haired girl seemed to always have something weighing on her. there always seemed to be a distant look in her eyes, with her friends, family and even the first night they smoked together.

"can i ask you something?" Georgia spoke up, her smile fading just a little, it alerted Samantha that this would be a more serious conversation. a slight dread began to brew in her stomach. she really hoped it wouldn't be anything to make the air between them even more thick, especially not after the conversation they just had.

Samantha cleared her throat, now remembering about the vape on her lap as she grabbed it and brought it up to her lips. she inhaled deeply before letting the smoke out into the peaceful night. "sure." she answered.

"the first night we talked i asked if you had a girlfriend and you said no because you had a complicated relationship before," she said earning a nod from the younger girl. "what happened?" the blonde asked with slightly furrowed brows.

the slight dread in Samanthas stomach seemed to deepen at her words. this wasn't what she expected her to ask and frankly she would've rather she asked quite literally anything else. as much as she knew Georgia wasn't someone that went to her school and could gossip about it, she was Ginny's mother and she couldn't risk her telling her. besides, she simply wasn't ready to talk about it, she could barely mention her name in front of her friends, much less talk about what happened.

"it's a long story" Samantha said looking down at her lap with the same distant look in her eyes that Georgia had grown used to seeing. the young girl quickly shook it off as she looked back up at the blonde and spoke once more. "but i should get home. it's late after all." she said and leaned in toward the blonde. without a second thought she kissed her softly, it only lasted three seconds and her when she pulled away Georgias eyes were still closed.

a giddy feeling formed in her chest at the sight, the kiss was spontaneous even for her. if she wasn't so caught up on the question she had just asked, she never would've done it. she never thought she'd be brave enough to initiate a kiss with the blonde and yet here she was. Georgias eyes fluttered open once Samantha was standing, the raven girl shot her one last smile before she began to climb down from the balcony. she missed the way the blondes mouth opened and closed, any thought in her head disappearing as she watched Samantha run across the street and toward her home.

the regular lunch time rush at blue farm was giving Samantha a headache. it was the first time she had to work before classes ended. considering she had half days she figured she'd pick up earlier shifts so she could have time to hang out with her friends later into the day. although she was kind of regretting that now.

the girl had just gone on her break as she sat down in front of Nia. the brunette had been keeping her company since her shift started, although she really wasn't doing a good at that, she had been on her phone since the moment she sat down. it was weird, Nia wasn't really the type to be so engrossed in her device, especially not when it was just the two of them. it didn't happen often, most of the time someone else from the group would be with them and although there weren't any secrets in the group, there were just some things they only kept to each other. one of those things being Georgia - Samantha had yet to tell her since they weren't usually alone. she had hoped it would be a good day to tell her then but the brunette hadn't even realized she was sitting in front of her.

"earth to Nia" Samantha said expecting the girl to finally snap out of her little daze. that wasn't the case, instead Nias lips curled into a smile and tint of pink covered her face that only made Samantha question what was so important that she was engrossed in her phone. Samantha rolled her eyes and brought her hand toward the girl, she snapped her fingers twice, immediately getting the brunettes attention.

"what?" she asked in surprise. she turned her phone off quickly after and set it faced down on the table.

"who were you talking to?" Samantha questioned with a raised brow.

"i wasn't talking to anyone"

"uh-huh. were you watching a thirst trap or something?" she questioned further, a hint of sarcasm dripping in her tone. Nia looked confused by her words which made her best friend roll her eyes at how oblivious she was being. "you had a shit eating grin. tell me who you were talking to." she said motioning to the phone.

Nia kept her confused face but Samantha didn't back down from her stance. three seconds later the brunette sighed heavily, "fine." she groaned, her facial features relaxing. "but you can't tell anyone" she said quickly after, holding her pointer finger at her friend in warning.

Samantha chuckled, "seriously? who would i tell? you know all my secrets, i wouldn't risk it." she answered. Nia rolled her eyes knowing what her best friend had said was true. her hands slowly found their way to her phone where she gripped it tightly, an uncontrollable smile making its way onto her lips. the action made Samantha match her smile.

"so.." she trailed off trying to find the words to tell her friend. "remember sophomore sleepover?"

Samantha's eyebrows furrowed slightly, "how could i forget? you two were so drunk you threw up in Gittens trash" she said with a shiver of disgust. although that wasn't why she couldn't forget, the answer was blonde and beautiful but it wasn't the right time to tell her.

Nia rolled her eyes at her statement, "okay that wasn't my fault. Matthew stuffed me with popcorn and it made me sick." she shrugged. Samantha chuckled but motioned for her to hurry up and spill. "so you know when you were gone for like half an hour? which i really dont understand considering you were just supposed-"

"yes yes, i know. we've been over this a hundred times. now please don't try to distract me from my original question" she said cutting off her friends rambling.

with yet another eye roll the brunette began to talk, "okay so.. Matthew and i kind of started talking.." she said her eyes drifting away from her friend and down at her phone. Samantha could see the way she was biting her lip to try and contain her smile and the shine in her eyes.

"no shit. did you two..?" she trailed off knowing her friend would get what she was implying.

Mia shook her head quickly, "what? no! ew! like i would ever have sex at school." she quickly responded with a grimace.

Samantha chuckled at her reaction, "okay so what happened?"

"nothing.. we just talked about stuff. he was actually kind of sweet," she said sheepishly, the blush Samantha had seen before coming back. "he didn't talk about any of his flings or try to flirt with me like he always does. he just.. asked me stuff about me, stuff he probably already knew and yet he acted like he was genuinely interested."

the raven haired girl smiled at her words. she wanted to be happy for Nia, wanted to be as excited as she looked on the outside but she couldn't be. Matthew had a habit of breaking girls hearts, intentionally and sometimes unintentionally and she didn't want Nia to be one of those girls. there was always something there and maybe Matthew did have feelings for Nia, feelings even he didn't understand but she wasn't sure them exploring that would be the best. not only would it break the group apart but one of them would wind up hurt - that person almost definitely being Nia which would result in most of the group turning their backs on Matthew. Samantha loved them both equally and she could never choose sides. but she was getting too ahead of herself and people could change.

so she did what a good friend would do, she plastered on a smile. "does someone have a crush?" she asked in a teasing tone.

Nia groaned, covering her flushed face with her right hand. "oh my god, stopp" she said in obvious embarrassment.

Samantha laughed, "okay i'll stop. but do you actually?" she asked a lot more serious now. her right hand slowly reached across the table to grab Nias, once she was holding her hand she squeezed softly in reassurance.

"i don't know?" Nia said, "i mean, i think i've always had a crush on him but that night it wasn't just like - a crush. i felt something real, something i hadn't before and ever since he's been texting me every day. whether it's good morning or goodnight texts and sometimes he'll even call me before bed to ask me how my day was." she gushed with a dreamy voice that only made the smile on Samanthas lips widen.

whether or not she thought they were a good idea, she couldn't deny that they would be a great couple. they complimented each other well and seeing Nia this happy was everything Samantha wanted. "then i think i'm happy for you." she responded softly.

Nias features softened, "really? you don't think i'm being delusional for thinking he could like me back?"

"of course not," Samantha shook her head. "Matthew is an idiot who doesn't know what he wants, like most teen boys but if he's making an effort for you then that must mean something, right?" she continued hoping it would reassure Nia more.

the brunette nodded, "you're right." she said.

"just take things slow, okay? until you both know what you want. it's better to have things be awkward for a couple days then to have things be awkward for good." she said. she felt slightly selfish for thinking about the group dynamic before their relationship but she couldn't afford to lose any of them, they really were like her family and she couldn't live without them.

"yeah. maybe it's just a dumb crush anyway" Nia said with a slight shrug. even though she was trying to come off as indifferent, Samantha could see right through her. she couldn't tell her that though, Nia and Matthew needed to figure things out on their own and she couldn't meddle in that. even if she thought they'd be a cute couple above anything else.

deep breaths were leaving the girls lungs as she exhaled and inhaled deeply, she was trying her best to keep it steady but that didn't stop it from wavering slightly every couple of minutes. sweat was forming on her forehead, she could feel her back wet from it and her chest as well. her legs were hugged by black leggings and the sweater she had brought thinking she'd need to shield herself from the morning wind was forgotten and tied around her waist. she had ran two miles by now and she could see her house down the street from where she was. it was just a warm up to finish her day, it was her rest day anyway.

her pace began to slow the closer she got closer to her house, her breathing slowing with it. she was lightly jogging on the sidewalk when her eyes subconsciously trailed to a certain home. it seemed to be that way a lot lately, when she was driving home, alone in her room or simply sitting outside with her friends. somehow her eyes would always trail to that damn house where the woman she had the biggest crush on lived. much like most mornings she saw the blonde tending to her garden. usually she wouldn't be bold enough to go over and say something, she'd just shoot her a smile and admire from afar but she was feeling particularly bold that day. with one last glance toward her home, to make sure no one was looking, she jogged across the street to meet with the older woman.

Georgia was on her knees, seemingly planting something new, she had her regular sun hat and a pink blouse on. her white shorts were decent, they didn't show off much skin but that didn't stop Samantha from looking. once she was in ear reach she spoke, "howdy neighbor." she called out immediately getting the blondes attention. she glanced at her for a quick second, a smile forming on her lips before she turned back to her garden.

"is my accent rubbing off on you?" she responded as she began to stand, once she was she dusted herself off.

Samantha shrugged, "you could say that. or maybe other things are rubbing on me." she shrugged sending her a sly wink.

Georgia snorted, "is this your attempt in flirting? i've got to say it's not as smooth as i thought you were." she said and crossed her arms. she tilted her head slightly, her eyes narrowing to take a closer look at the girl. her actions made Samantha glance at her chest, her pink v-neck showing it off quite a lot which made her swallow dryly. god she was hot.

the blonde wasn't far behind, her eyes raked down the girls body. her chest was glistening with sweat, her stomach on full display and she could clearly see how defined it was. she had noticed that before, Samantha didn't shy away from crop tops but seeing it glistening with sweat, drops of it threatening to run down her stomach just made her realize how attractive they really were. Samantha's staring didn't last long so she quickly saw how she was being checked out, the thought bringing a smirk to her lips.

"like what you see?" she asked in a slightly teasing tone. the blonde didn't seem to be embarrassed she got caught as she took her time meeting her eyes once more.

"how could i not?" she shot back with the same tone.

Samantha chuckled softly, "you look beautiful by the way. really digging the whole 'hot mom across the street' thing we've got going on right now." she said sending a wink her way.

Georgia rolled her eyes at her words, "you really need to work on your flirting there."

a gasp left the raven girls lips, "i'm quite offended you would even say that," she said in an exaggerated manner. Georgia raised a perfectly shaped brow which cause Samantha to chuckle. her eyes sweeper her surroundings in a second before she turned back to the blonde and took two steps closer. it wasn't enough for anyone to question their relationship but enough go the point in which Samantha could see the lacy white bra the blonde was wearing. "maybe you'll think differently when i take you out later." she said lowly although it wasn't necessary since no one else could hear them, it made the blonde shiver so in a sense it was necessary in Samantha's mind.

"your taking me out now?" Georgia asked, her eyebrow still raised in a questioning manner.

Samantha shrugged, "if that's cool with you. it'll be late and i know a place." she said now feeling a lot shyer. she had no idea what came over her inviting Georgia out like this, it wasn't even in her plan. it simply popped up and the words left her lips before she had time to even process anything.

there was a beat of silence which made Samanthas heartbeat accelerate, the blonde seemed to be thinking of something and that alone made the younger girl worry it was of ways to reject her. had she took things further then she wanted? was she moving too fast? did Georgia just was a warm body to fill her emptiness in the depths of the night so she wouldn't feel cold and alone? there seemed to be a dozen bad thoughts all jumbled in Samantha's head but none of those things were the reality she was in.

"okay." Georgia nodded.

"really?" Samantha squeaked embarrassingly. the blonde chuckled in amusement and nodded her head, "cool so i'll text you?" she said trying to play it off.

Georgia nodded once more with an amused smile, "i'll be waiting."

those words erupted a swarm of butterflies in the girls ribcage, the kind that made her feel queasy and a fuzzy warm feeling to spread in her chest. she really hoped the warm that was moving up to her face wasn't visible. they shared one last smile before Samantha turned around to leave with a huge grin and a an excited feeling in her stomach. her eyes were trained on the floor as she walked across the street, it wasn't until she was in front of her house that she saw two teens standing in her driveway with gaped mouths. fuck.

hurried footsteps echoed throughout the home as the three teens rushed upstairs. they made sure to say a quick hello to Ellen who looked at them confused when she saw how they were following her daughter like lost puppies. once the door closed behind them, questions were being thrown at Samantha left and right.

"what the hell was that?!" Nia exclaimed as she watched her friend take off her sweater and throw it in her hamper. the shorter girl smiled softly seeing how bewildered her friends looked at what they had seen.

"since when are you and bootylicious friendly?" Matthew asked and laid down on the girls bed on his side. he reached toward where her pillows were and grabbed the scream plushy and pulled it close to him. Samantha rolled her eyes at her friends words. by now Nia was sat beside the teen boy.

"so, a couple of things have happened since Sophomore sleepover." she began.

both of her friends raised a brow in sync which their friend found quite amusing. she went to her dresser to grab her clothes so she could shower, further stretching the time to tell her friends what happened.

"and?" Nia snapped feeling rather impatient that her friend was dragging it out for so long.

the raven haired girl chuckled in amusement and finally turned to look at her friends. "so remember when i went to grab the lighter?" she asked now feeling a bit of deja vu from the day before when Nia had told her about she and Matthew. the brunette seemed to be thinking the same thing as she slyly looked at the boy from the corner of her eye. what Samantha didn't miss was the fact that Matthew was doing the same, thinking no one had seen him.

"when you took a million years?" Matthew said with a sarcastic smile.

Samantha laughed, "yeah sure. anyway, she was putting money away when i saw her and we kind of talked i guess then out of nowhere she just started kissing me." she said. although a lot of details were being left out, they weren't particularly important to the story. it didn't exactly affect the outcome of what happened, the kiss. the two teens looked just as shocked by her words, each of their eyes wide with eyebrows risen in complete and utter shock. even though it wasn't exactly the most shocking thing ever, they each knew at some point Samantha would wind up caving and talking to the blonde. the shocking part was the fact that Georgia had been the one initiating the kiss.

"you mean bootylicious kissed you?" Matthew asked mouth gaped. the scream stuffy was being squeezed in his embrace as a reaction of what he had heard.

Samantha nodded, "it surprised me too. then Max came in upset and Georgia went to console her and if i'm honest i was half expecting things to go down the way they did last time which is why i didn't tell you guys but she was the one who texted me and stuff." she explained.

"holy shit, my best friend is officially dating a milf" Matthew said with whilst nodding his head in shock.

Nia rolled her eyes at him, "not your best friend" she muttered.

"says who?" he quickly shot back, glaring at the girl. Samantha rolled her eyes at both of them.

"we aren't dating. it's just casual." she said hoping this was enough information for them to drop the subject. it wasn't that she didn't want to talk about it but she knew with Matthew in the conversation it would be an endless conversation of how she and the blonde were 'doing it'. before either of them could get a word in she grabbed her clothes and went to the bathroom so she could shower, only to realize both Matthew and Nia had both followed her in there and were shoving one another through the doorway.

she laughed, "what the hell? i have to shower" she said and put her clothes down on the counter top.

"we need more than 'we're just casual'" Matthew said. leaning his body against the sink with his arms crossed.

Nia nodded whilst pointing at him, "hate to say it but he's right."

"hey" the boy said obviously offended, Nia ignored him, still staring at her best friend whilst she awaited an answer.

Samantha sighed, "there isn't even much to say. we are just hanging out" she shrugged.

"is she a bottom? she gives me bottom vibes" Matthew said with a slightly amused smile.

the raven girl rolled her eyes at him, her nose scrunching, "why are you thinking about this?"

the boy shrugged sheepishly, "what? it's not like i'm the only one thinking it"

"you kind of are," Nia said looking at him.

"whatever"

"give me details, you usually always would" she said referring to not only Samanthas ex girlfriend but also the many hookups she had.

"there aren't details" Samantha said, "we've kissed a couple times but that's pretty much it." she shrugged.

Matthew looked quite disappointed to hear that, "that is so lame."

Samantha looked at him, her eyes narrowed and eyebrows furrowed, "okay now you are just being weird" she said toward him, "and i really do have to shower so can you both please get out." she said opening the door and motioning for them to leave.

Matthew held his hands up in surrender, "fine. fine, i will be saying the same when you guys ask about the girls i hook up with." he said before sending the older girl a glare. with that he walked out of the bathroom with Nia behind who was muttering something about him needing to chill out.

Samantha shook her head with a slight smile tugging at her lips as she closed the door behind them.

#ginny and georgia #georgia miller x reader #georgia miller x fem!reader #ginny miller #marcus baker #maxine baker #gxg #lesbian

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AU interlude: MADE BREATH and SKIN

Noah Sebastian (The Watcher of the Woods) x onbc (Taylor)

Word Count: 2.7k+

Cw: language, supernatural themes, sexy stuff: oral (oc receiving), fingering, slight monster fucking (monster, demi-deity, whatev Fuckface McGee thinks he is), pet play if you squint, unwrapped p in v (be safe, kiddos), telepathic dirty-talk, overstimulation

“I don't need to be babysat. Like they're gonna try to break into my house and kidnap me,” I said, crossing my arms over my chest.

“Well, too bad. Like I have anything better to do than babysit you,” Noah said, shedding his leather jacket he had over his hoodie. I could hear the playful undertone in his voice, thankfully. And to be honest, I was kind of glad he was here.

“Need help?” I commented as he pulled his hoodie up.

“Nope,” he said, lifting it up above his head. I mainly watched just to see how he could manage to get it over the antlers that were sprouting from the sides of his head, but I would be lying if I said I didn't sneak a peek at the part of his stomach as his shirt rode up. “Jeez, do you have to keep this place like a sauna in here?”

“It's not even seventy degrees in here,” I said, trying to avoid staring too long after he managed to get the hoodie off, but I still couldn’t get over the fact that he was actually that… big under all that clothing. He was now down to just a cut-off tank, leaving all the binding sigils that ran up and down his arms and across his collarbones and shoulders on display. Honestly, combined with the muscles, it made me want to punch him.

But still, after a while, my eyes were drawn back up to the antlers. While not as wide and impressive as the last time I saw them, they still seemed to make him seem taller and bigger than he already was.

“My eyes are down here.”

His words snapped me out of my reverie before he flipped down onto the couch beside me. “What're we watching?” he asked. When I looked down into his eyes, with his face drawn up into a smirk, I was almost taken aback when I noticed the smattering of freckles under them. The Lost Boy Who Would Become King.

“Does it hurt?” I blurted out.

“Does what hurt?” Noah asked.

“The antlers… when they grow out. Do they hurt?” I clarified, curiosity getting the better of me.

He blinked. “N-no?” he replied awkwardly, like no one had bothered to ask that question of him before. “Mostly they’re just sensitive until they reach their full point. Kinda itchy, too.” His thigh bumped against mine.

“Has anyone touched them?” I asked.

“No, usually people are too busy screaming ‘Ah, don’t kill me’ if I get—“ I cut him off with a backhand to the chest. “What? It's true!”

“I meant like Nick and the others,” I huffed, leaning back.

“Nah, they're not stupid enough to–” Noah said, but then stopped dead when I pressed my thumb against one of the points.

“Shit, I’m sorry, did I hurt—“ I stammered, pulling my hand away until I noticed his eyes. They seemed to pin me to where I was sitting.

“No, you’re fine, it's just…” Noah swallowed thickly, “I didn’t expect it to feel like… that.”

“Like wha…?” I trailed off as I realized what he meant. Oh.

My hand, which was still hovering near his head, fell back down to his antlers. Curiosity getting the better of me, I traced a light line from where they met his skull up to one of the first points. He shuddered under my touch, a small moan slipping out.

“Stop that,” he gritted out.

“Stop what?” I asked. I meant for it to be an honest question, but I didn't think he took it to be like that. Especially when his hand shot up and snatched my wrist away from his head.

“Stop teasing,” he said with a low rumble, dipping his head down to where he was eye level with me. My heart stopped when I saw how dark his eyes were.

I felt his other hand snake around my waist, pulling me closer to him. As ironic as the comparison was, I felt like a deer caught in the headlights. “Is that why you asked about them? So you could see me like this?” he asked. I was practically on his lap at this point, my knees straddling his thighs. He dipped his head lower to nuzzle his lips against my jaw.

The movement snapped me out of my paralysis, and I finally found my voice. “Aww, is Bambi sensitive?” I cooed, reaching my free hand up to run a finger up his antlers again. He shuddered against me, breath panting and ragged, and I froze up again when I felt his dick begin to harden underneath my core.

“I said watch it,“ he growled, grabbing that hand as well. “Do you like being a tease? Touching me like that?” He pushed me onto my back, pinning my wrists to the armrest above my head. He easily was able to hold both of them with one hand, those long fingers wrapping around them as he freed a hand to roughly grab my jaw. “Touch me again, and I’ll build you up to just leave you here wet and needy.”

My eyes widened a little bit as I took in what he said. “No—“ He cut me off with a small squeeze. The little puffs of breath he let out ghosted over my ear, making me shudder in his hands. When he finally let go of my jaw, it was to only run it over the hollow of my throat and stop. He leaned down, his lips leaving light but wet kisses along my neck.

A soft whimper escaped my throat, and my legs squirmed under his. He chuckled, my only warning before he bit down on the sensitive flesh between my neck and shoulder. A sharp gasp left me, which turned into a moan when his teeth retracted to let his tongue sweep over the mark.

“I want everyone to know what’s mine, little rabbit,” he whispered. “I want them to know that you belong to the Watcher of the Woods.”

The possessive tone he used slightly pissed me off, but as he alternated between biting and soothing at my tender skin, I could barely care. That's when I realized that despite my fogged-up brain, my mouth was close to the base of his antlers. So, between keening, I let out a breathy moan that I knew would hit them.

His reaction was instantaneous. He let out a loud moan against my wet skin, hips involuntarily shunting forward against mine. The straining in his jeans pressed against my covered core, earning a sharp inhale from me. I didn't know how dizzier I could get.

Noah pulled away to look me in the eyes. “Seriously, Taylor, if you want–”

“Noah, I want you, monster or not,” I panted.

For once, Noah was stunned into silence. He hovered over me, jaw slightly dropped as he took in my words. He then brought his lips down to lock with mine in a messy, heated kiss.

There was no gentleness in this kiss, and I didn't expect any. This was a man starved. He finally let go of my wrists and trailed his hands down my chest, my waist, to my hips, then trailed them back up, under my shirt this time.

His thumbs ran small, feather-light circles around my nipples. “No bra?” he asked, smirking against my lips.

“Never wear one,” I admitted.

“Good,” he commanded. “I wanna look at you.” He pulled away to give me space.

Somehow, I knew what he was talking about through the sex-addled white noise, and I lifted my shirt up and over my head. I flushed under his gaze that slowly raked over my body.

“I could absolutely devour you,” he admitted, leaning back down, lower this time. He ran his tongue up my sternum, up the small slope of one breast, and closed his mouth around my nipple. I keened and squirmed as he flicked the tip of his tongue over the hard peak, feeling helpless as he teased the other between his thumb and fingers.

Eventually, after both tits were given enough attention, he pulled off with a soft pop, biting into what flesh there was. He left little nips as he trailed down my tummy until he finally reached the waistband of my jeans.

“N-Noah…” I whimpered, trying to get his attention.

“Yeah…?” His eyes flicked up to mine as I gazed down my body at him.

“Please… not here,” I pleaded.

He blinked, his dark brown eyes darkening further. “You don't want me to fuck you on the couch?” he asked.

“P-please n-no.”

Suddenly, with supernatural strength, he hitched my waist over his shoulder, pulling up and taking me with him. I let out a small yelp of surprise, but soon he was taking me back to my bedroom. My world was just an upside- down view of the back of his top and ass. If I could just manage to get my arm up, I could just–

Before I could smack anything, he roughly tossed me onto the bed. He crawled up between my legs, undoing the button and zipper of my jeans. I wriggled my hips as he pulled my jeans and underwear down in one fast motion. With a groan, and without tearing his gaze from between my legs, he carelessly tossed the garments somewhere on the floor. “Fucking hell, you've been dripping this whole time, haven't you?” he asked, leaning down.

“Noah–”

“Are you okay with this?” Noah asked. I stared at him in surprise, and he rolled his eyes. “I might be a monster, but I'm not that kind of a monster.”

“Fuck, of course Noah. Just fucking–” My tirade was cut off as he dove down like it was his last meal. My hips lifted off the bed in surprise, and he lifted my legs over his shoulders, wrapping his hands around my thighs and pulling them down against him.

I couldn't think of anything past the feeling of his tongue flicking over and around my clit, spearing into me and then flattening as he licked long stripes up and down my arousal. All I could do was grab the top of his head, tangling my fingers in his long tresses as I tried to keep myself grounded.

“Oh, God, No… ah–” was all I could manage to get out as I shook like someone possessed. His fingers dug into my thighs, the pain of his nails pressing in only adding to the pleasure. It felt like the more I reacted to him like this, the harder he worked to make me feel good.

I looked down at him to see that he was already intently staring at me. Somehow, his dark eyes seemed to be bright when they met mine. I felt him smirk against my lower lips, and then I heard,

YOU TASTE SO FUCKING GOOD.

Speaking into my head, hearing that praise, sent a bolt of pleasure through me that had me arching, releasing onto his tongue as I swore up to the ceiling. He lapped it up, not relaxing his movements one bit, and the overstimulation carried me into my second orgasm, my scream tearing through my throat.

THERE IT IS. THAT’S IT, GIVE IT TO ME.

He slowed down, kitten-licking me through my aftershocks, and then finally pulled away, settling me back down onto my bed. “You good?” He asked, like he didn't just completely shatter me.

Through ragged breaths that hurt my throat and my swimming vision, I nodded. Dear God, that was–

“He's not here, and by the end of tonight, I'll have you screaming my name like you worship me.” His growl sent ripples throughout my body. Noah crawled up on top of me, caging my face between his hands, and kissed me roughly. I could smell and taste myself on his lips.

“Noah, please, I need you,” I managed to say between fervent kisses.

“Say my name then,” he demanded.

“Noah.”

“Louder.”

“Noah–”

“Plead louder for me.”

“Please, oh god, Noah.”

When I opened my eyes again, it was to see him shove his jeans off, but what made me gasp was the sight of his antlers, now the crown of bone that I remembered. With his hair wild and tangled from my fingers, and the tattoos spread all across his now naked body, he truly looked like the forest god he was.

He perched over me, leaning down to kiss me hard enough to stoke the fire in my belly again, and trailed fingers up and down my still-slick center. He slowly pushed two of them into my hole, alternating between curling, scissoring, and pulling them out before repeating the cycle. I was a moaning, whimpering mess that could barely talk when I realized that he was lining himself up.

“N-Noah, f-fuck… please,” I near sobbed.

“Shhh, I've got you,” he said quietly, gently brushing some damp hairs off my forehead. He then slowly, tortuously, pushed in, making me cry out in pain and pleasure.

“Ohh god, Noah, a-ah!” I said. “'s n-not gonna f-fit.”

“Yes it will,” he rasped. I was so glad that he, too, was having a rough time handling me like I was handling him. “I know you can do it.” He then pulled my legs up and hitched them around his waist, nearly folding me in half. With a few more shallow thrusts, he finally bottomed out, hitting a spot in me that turned my moans to something primal.

“There we go, good job. I told you you could do it,” he muttered, kissing the bridge of my nose. The feeling of me clenching on his cock had him groan, a sound that seemed like it came from somewhere deep inside him. “You ready?”

“Y-yes, Noah.”

His pace was steady at first, torturously slow. I rolled my hips to meet his, and his hands flew down to them to encourage the movement. “Go on… Take what you need,” he said, voice hitching at the end. I reached up to wrap my arms around his wide back, feeling the muscles flexing underneath my hands. His forehead dropped to mine, and our lips brushed together in unison.

FUCK, IT’S LIKE YOU WERE MADE FOR ME,

he said, a hand reaching up to cup my cheek, tilting my face so our lips could finally press against each others,

MY LITTLE RABBIT.

Noah, I’m gonna - I’m gonna… I was desperately close, and his pace just kept getting hastier. I knew I was about to topple over the edge, and Noah was going to push me over with no remorse.

LET GO,

he said,

I’M RIGHT BEHIND YOU.

When I opened my eyes, I saw his big doe eyes focused on me. I couldn’t hold it anymore, and I screamed his name as my head rolled back against my pillow. I swore I nearly blacked out, or at least the edges of my vision turned black, as my vision blurred. I felt my sweat-slick skin press against his as my back arched completely off the bed.

Noah chased his own release a little bit later, thrusting into me while growling something that might’ve been words in the other tongue or just gibberish. Soon after, his hips stilled, and his body sagged onto me, the weight and warmth being welcome.

We lied there, chests heaving as we tried to catch our breath, and I found myself gently scratching at his scalp. My fingers gently brushed against the base of his antlers, and I stilled.

“You’re fine, I can’t feel anything when they’re fully grown,” Noah muttered against the skin of my neck.

“You know that, but not when they’re forming?” I asked.

“Like I said earlier, it never came up.” He chuckled airily.

We stayed like that for a while, his body like an anxiety blanket, until my body decided I needed to get up. Noah thought otherwise as he wrapped his arms around my midsection and pulled me back against him every time I tried to leave the bed.

“Lemme up, I have to go to the bathroom and take a shower.”

“Only if I get to join you,” he said with a sly grin.

“Those things aren’t gonna fit in the shower,” I said with a momentary glance up at the antlers.

“Oh, I’ll make them fit.”

“…Gross.”

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