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Leather & Lace

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Warnings- oral sex, praise kink, soft Dom h, opposites attract, cum play/swapping

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“How can you be this happy in the morning?” Harry grunted, hoodie pulled over his head as he sat down next to a bubbly Y/N. Her couch was comfortable but it didn’t make up for the fact that he was at her flat at 8 in the morning. 

“It’s not that early, lazy bones.” She hummed, tucking her legs under her as she sat down on the other side. “Thank you for coming to help today, by the way. I know you don’t like getting up early.”

He really didn’t, was the thing. He hated it. Harry only had so many days off and after working a long shift bartending last night, the very last thing he wanted to do was help someone unpack in their new flat. He’d rather claw at concrete than be awake right now, rather eat a raw egg, rather go through tattoo removal. If it was anyone but Y/N he would have laughed in their face at the mere ask. 

But it was her. It was twinkly eyed, pouty lipped, warm hearted Y/N who had asked him a week in advance and promised him a bagel with cream cheese and an iced coffee for brekkie, whatever he wanted for lunch, and ‘whatever he wanted in general!’. Little did she know he was going to say yes anyway, considering he knew he couldn’t say no to her sweet little ask with her smaller hand on his tattooed arm and wide eyes peering up at him. He wasn’t someone who liked to do things for many people without there being some sort of monetary gain, but this was different. 

Y/N had somehow latched herself onto one of the grumpiest bastards in the area while she herself was one of the sweetest girls he’d ever seen. Rarely spoke a mean word of anyone (except when they hurt someone close to her), went out of her way to help anyone who needed it and always wanted to be a shoulder to cry on. He’d seen her take money from her own wallet to cover someone’s bill when they were short, even seen her rush to help an elderly man across the street. It got her into trouble sometimes which was why he was glad that he’d been the hip she’d chosen to attach to. 

Their first interaction had been him sitting in the courtyard of their uni, listening to music under the tree. He’d had his sketchbook in hand, doodling in between classes when he looked up to see a girl with a pretty yellow bow in her hair offering him a cupcake because he looked ‘sad.’. He had been sad, actually, but that was pretty much his normal resting face. He’d tried to blow her off but she’d taken a seat next to him, introducing herself and telling him about her own day to ‘distract him’. He hated to admit that it worked. 

From then on, she popped up everywhere. At first he’d been a bit worried that she was following him but it truly was a coincidence. Y/N had found her way under his skin, wriggled her way into that cold heart of his and made it warm up just a little each time she came around. At some point she’d become a daily fixture in his life, her texts lighting up his phone with emojis and telling him to meet her at the cafe or the library- and for some reason, he followed.

“Mmm. Know y’wanted me here to see me get all sweaty. If y’wanted to see my tats and muscles so badly, you coulda just said so, Sweets.” He smirked, watching her eyes widen. So easy to fluster. 

“No! Stop teasing me, s’not nice.” She grumbled, poking his knee with her socked foot. She’d chosen lavender striped ones today. “I don’t have a lot of strong friends, you know that. Niall’s comin’ by after work to help you put the bedframe together and move the books from the car. Besides, I’ll let you sleepover and everything after we’re all done. I know you loveeeee my bed.”

He did. But more than anything he liked laying in said bed with her. Harry had a hard time admitting he had begun to gain feelings for the girl but deep down he knew he did. He liked that she insisted on cuddles, curling her leg around his and nuzzling her face into his chest, or even better yet the crook of his neck. Loved when she’d sleepily ask him questions about his life and tell him facts about her own. She resembled a tiny kitten while sleepy, insistent on getting all of the pets and attention. 

Harry had decided he wasn’t the relationship type after his last girlfriend had cheated on him with his old best mate- but meeting Y/N had reminded him of the die hard romantic that laid underneath the surface. All the hard work he’d had piling up bricks on top of his red, bleeding heart had seemed to be consistently excavated by the pastel wearing girl who still enjoyed the fairy lights he used to see online in those aesthetic bedroom photos. It scared him a bit at first. Even now, he was nervous about the idea of getting closer to her than they were now because her heart was a tender and precious thing and he didn’t necessarily trust himself not to hurt her- but then again, he knew he’d do miles better than anyone else could. He’d spent the time learning about her as the months went by, listening to her drawl on about the pinterest boards she made, her dream finds she always looked for at the thrift stores, her least favorite reality TV contestants, which pastries she found to be too dry at the cafe and which had the best level of moisture, what blankets she liked, every little tidbit he had stored away in his brain to use at a later date. 

No one would be as protective of her as he would be, which was why lately he’d been entertaining the thought of perhaps moving past the point of no return and trying to see if maybe, possibly, perhaps.. They could be more. 

It had come with a lot of deliberating but he’d come to understand that if he failed, Y/N wouldn’t caste him to the side. She’d never in a million years abandon him like he feared, which only gave him more motivation to go for it though… He was still biding his time. He had to let her get settled here before he shook up her life a bit more. 

They were opposites, the sweet girl and him. Harry was quite literally the bad boy cliche of everyone’s after school special’s dreams. His hair was long and curled, brushing his jaw. He went for darker clothing, usually his ripped black skinny jeans and a band tee but sometimes more eccentric with some silk and leaving his tits out when they went on a night out. His nose had a simple black hoop, his nails painted and chipped though this week they were a bubblegum pink, a la Y/N’s expertise. His body was hard from the gym he liked to frequent and inked, only getting more every month. He wore the occasional eyeliner when he felt spicy. That was only the physical things. 

Sometimes he wondered why she felt drawn to him, as she said. He was dark and moody with a darker sense of humor. Somewhat of a pessimist, he expected the worst from people and tended to stay away from them the best he could. The opposite of a social butterfly, he only usually went out in the past for a drink or to get his cock wet, never for the pleasure of interacting with people. Even then it was rare considering he did quite well in the hookup area being a bartender himself. 

Harry often wondered how and why she felt the pull to be around him and why she felt so at ease in his presence but he figured it had to be that he’d knocked the lights out of a bloke in her philosophy class who’d been riding her ass. He’d made the wrong decision of cornering Y/N at a party Harry had been dragged to, touching her a bit too much and not listening when her smile became thin and she backed away from him after giving a rejection much too polite than the man deserved. There had been no hesitation in laying him out, tugging Y/N into his side and demanding she stay with him for the rest of the party after she insisted she didn’t need to go home. 

Funnily enough she’d been a hit with his own small group of friends, everyone also feeling the same sort of kindred protection over her. Not many people were genuinely warm and fuzzy in the way she was. 

Y/N was… She was the sun, she was a cinnamon roll fresh baked on a sunday morning, she was a kitten sprawled in a sunbeam. All the good things, he could find a way to relate them to her. That probably should have been the indicator he had feelings for her far sooner than he’d ever let himself admit, but she had taken the time to crack him open. 

It was hard to stop thinking about what made her both his opposite and so special. Harry dwelled on how soft her clothing always was, both in color and texture. She liked those pastel colors and fuzzy cardigans, hair bows and those signature mary janes with the tiny heels. Lip oil as opposed to lip gloss because it was ‘too sticky’ but still dragged all his attention to her lips and made him wonder if it really tasted like tangerine like it smelled. 

Her touch was gentle and tender, cautious at first but as soon as she got the go ahead, she showered you in attention. At least, she did to him. Brushing stray hairs out of faces and wiping crumbs off cheeks, she had little sense of personal space once granted permission. She’d been mindful of his distaste for touch at the beginning but once he’d leaned into it, the girl had no qualms about straightening his shirt or leaning into his form, hell- there had been a few times she’d helped herself to his lap when there was no other seating option. Usually that was when she was tipsy considering she would most likely be a little shy sober, but that was something he enjoyed. 

The light to his dark, he doubted anyone else could make him feel the way she could. Hence why he was up after only getting 4 hours of sleep, sipping the coffee she’d gotten him. There was little he wouldn’t do for a hint of her smile. 

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“Babe, you’ve got t’make a decision.” Harry said gently, placing the large mirror down and leaning it against the wall. 

“I know, I know but… It’s bad luck to have your mirror facing your bed.” She wrung her fingers together. “I’m sorry, H. I know I’ve been a bit of a pain in the rear today. I promise m’not trying to, but It’s my first place and I just want it to be perfect.” Her head looked down, making his heart squeeze. 

God damn it. Leave it to her to make him feel like he’d kicked a puppy. Sighing, he tugged the bandana on his head back into place and approached her, placing his hand on her shoulder. “M’not upset with you. Promise. I just think you’re overthinking it a bit.” Her superstitions did tend to make her feel a little squirrely sometimes and he knew it.  “We’re gonna make it look perfect. Incredible, even. Reckon the magazines will be calling you up to feature you, but we can’t just have a freestanding mirror slab.” He’d picked it up for her off of craigslist just a bit ago. Even if it wasn’t a dodgy listing, he wouldn’t let her go on her own. That’s how people got kidnapped. 

“Ugh, I know.” She groaned, flopping into his chest. Never mind it being sweaty, she rubbed her nose between his tits and let out a tired groan, her hair smacking his chin. It’d been tossed up in a very messy bun that was a bit lopsided but made her look doubly as cute, though he didn’t tell her that. “Why don’t we mount it to the back of your door then? Not facing your bed, or another mirror.” 

He could almost hear her brain going as she mulled it over before he felt the nod against his chest. “That will be good, I think. I love that idea.” Y/N had been going back and forth over design choices with him all day as if he had a clue about interior decor, but he had appreciated her caring about his opinion nonetheless. “That can be the last thing we do. Niall’s fucked off somewhere futzing with the books so we can eat after that’s done.” 

The thud of his heart against her ear was steady as he gently ran a hand over her shoulderblade. “What’s on the menu?” 

“Think we’re ordering pizza because I know m’too tired to cook which means you lot have to be too.” She chuckled, finally prying herself out of his chest and blinking up at him.”Then we can go to bed.”  He was thankful her ear was away from his heart so she couldn’t hear the way it stuttered. You’d think after sleeping in her bed a multitude of times that he’d get used to the sound of that sentence but it still did him in every time. 

“Okay. I can run and pick it up after I mount this to the door if you call it in.” He knew she wouldn’t want to go. It was visible on her face how tired she was and it melted him internally. He knew that she’d be a little snuggly menace tonight and fuck if he wasn’t looking forward to it. “Gonna run into the pharmacy t’grab some body wash for here, if thats okay?”

“Course it is.” She beamed at the suggestion, making him happy that he’d even brought it up. Y/N used to suggest he sleep heer a lot before and he’d refuse, thinking she was just trying to be polite- but she really did enjoy him staying with her. “I liked the pomegranate one you used last time, just sayin’.” Patting his chest she moved from his grip, heading to grab her phone. “Normal for you?”

“Yeah, love. Same as usual.” He rubbed over the achy spot in his chest that she’d left by pulling away, looking forward to sleeping tonight so he could feel it fill back up.

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Harry had grabbed the pomegranate bath stuff. He’d grabbed the whole line, actually, the shampoo, conditioner, body wash and some sort of ‘skin buff.’ Whatever that was. 

Y/N had squeaked as he showed her, along with a pack of the makeup wipes she usually used and he’d steal. He’d figured it was about time to be the one to buy the replacements. “Ah! And you got the face mask I like.” Her eyes were wide and bright as she bounced on her toes, smacking a kiss to his stubbly cheek before looking back down at the holographic packaging. He’d hoped he had gotten the right one when he’d seen a sale on them when on his way to the check out counter. It was worth the little bit of money to feel her lips for a moment. “Thank you, H. You’re the best, as usual.” 

“The hell am I?” Niall scoffed, wiping his hands dry after washing them. 

“You’re great too, but he got me the face masks I like and they usually sell out. So he’s a bit higher up in points today.” She placated him, brushing past him to put them in the bathroom. “Harry, plate up the pizza, pretty please!”

As soon as she had disappeared, Niall shot him a look. “When are you two gonna make it official?” He whispered. “The heat eyes bouncin’ off the both of you is sickening at this point. She’s turned you soft.” 

Harry settled with a glare, placing two slices on the paper plate and sliding it over to him. “Eventually. Her whole life is shifting. Can’t do shit right now without rattling her.” It was the first time he admitted or even hinted at having feelings for her besides point blank telling anyone who came around that she wasn’t available. Y/N didn’t know he did that though. 

“Thank fuck you don’t still have your head up your arse. I was worried you’d never admit you’re gone for her.” He faked wiping sweat off his head making the other man roll his eyes. “She’ll be happy, H. You don’t have to worry about her rejecting you. Just go on and do it. She talks about you like you hang the moon every night at this point even when you aren’t around.” 

A weakness he’d spotted, Harry stood a bit straighter before leaning in. “She does? What does she say?” Oh, he hated how desperate he sounded to hear the answer but the fluttering in his stomach made him insisting on finding out. 

“Oh, how thoughtful and kind and generous you are and how you’re the best person she knows, all of that. She stares at her phone and waits for texts from you when she comes out and you’re working, gets these huge smiles or giggles when you do. or tries to get everyone to move the party to your bar.” 

That last part, he’d hoped for. He liked the idea of her wanting to be physically close to him and suggesting everyone come and see him, but knowing she did the same thing he did when waiting for messages from him soothed a piece of him. He wasn’t alone in it. It was hard sometimes for him to decipher her behavior considering she was genuinely so friendly with everyone and he didn’t want to flatter himself and think it he was special… but apparently he was. 

He didn’t have a chance to answer when Y/N glided from the bathroom, finding her spot on the kitchen barstools. “What did I miss?” 

“Nothin’, Babe. Just chatting shit.” He murmured, sliding her a plate with her pizza of choice on it. “Figured we’d go to the grocery tomorrow, yeah? It’s a bit sparse in here with the food.” He had the next day off and intended on spending it with her. They’d made lots of progress today and had 80% of the place unpacked, but he knew she liked those restocking videos online. “Think they’ve got those organizers back in stock.” 

“Oh!” She gasped.”Yes, you genius. I’ll need your help though, strong man. I like the one trip wonder.” It was a tease considering she knew Harry hated making multiple trips up with bags. 

“Lucky for you, you’ve got a lift now and I’ve got that collapsible wagon.” Reaching out he gently flicked her nose for being a brat. “So we won’t have t’worry about that.” 

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Y/N was either very oblivious or a tease. Harry could never fully figure out which one. 

He sat on her bed, messing with her telly when she emerged from the shower in her little cotton shorts and one of his shirts. It was one he’d just been looking for last week, actually, an old Iron Maiden one with a few holes in the collar area. Unmistakably his. The faded gray complimented her skin, looking extra cozy on her as her powder blue plush bunny slippers flopped against the ground and she made her way to her skincare desk. 

“You little thief.” He grumbled from the bed, leaning against her headboard. “I was searching everywhere for that last week.” Though he had narrowed eyes she would know he was only teasing. 

“You left it with me, remember? I ended up packing it so I wouldn’t forget it but… It’s super comfy.” She smiled guiltily at him, spinning in her chair. “Is it okay if I wear it? It still smells like your cologne and it helps me sleep sometimes…”

Ah, a shot to the heart. 

Y/N didn’t know what it did to him to know he was an aid in good sleep. That it both made his heart stutter and his cock throb at the sight of her wrapped up in his clothing like she had all the rights to it. Like he was her boyfriend and she liked to wear it to remember him. Her scent had a similar effect on him, leaving it in his sheets when she stayed over,  “Totally okay, lovely.” He smiled gently. “M’just teasing you. Though it does wonders for my ego to know you like my cologne that much.” 

He knew he was making her a little flustered considering she didn’t look right at him, but he thrived off of that. Knowing he made an impact on her like that made him feel just a bit more confident that she felt similarly to him. There was no answer from her, but he wasn’t done with her quite yet. Standing up with a groan, he made his way over to her little makeup and skincare set up, placing his hands on the back of her chair. “What are you putting on your face?” He asked curiously, looking over her head to the products she had neatly organized.

“Well, first I wipe with one of these toning pads.” She opened the little tub, using a tiny pair of clear tongs to grab one. “You don’t want to be sticking your fingers in there and potentially making them all dirty so it came with this little thing. You give it a few passes over your t zone.” She showed him as she did it, Harry watching diligently in the mirror. 

“Mmm. Then what? You’re always doin’ all of this fancy stuff to your face. Figure that's why your skin is so pretty.” He let his fingers fiddle with a few strands of hair. 

“Thank you.” She said sheepishly, picking up a smaller tube. “Um, I use this undereye cream to help with puffiness and brightening. Its soothing. I apply it with the smallest finger though, because while I’m not afraid of wrinkles it’s the weakest fingers and the skin under your eyes is more delicate.” 

Huh. “Didn’t know what.” He was actually learning something from this. 

“Mhm. Why do you think I tell you to go gentle when you use the makeup remover?” A smile tilted up one side of her lips a bit further, eyes focused on the mirror in front of her. She pretended not to notice the slight shiver he gave her when he leaned down, letting his face get more level with hers- but he did. He noticed anything he could. “A-And then I use some vitamin C stuff for brightening, a serum and a cream. I use the little fan to make it dry faster so it isn’t sticky.” She pointed to the mini pink fan he’d always noticed. He’d just assumed it was for when she got hot. “Do you… Would you like me to use some of it on you when I’m done?” 

She sounded hesitant to ask which he understood. Not a lot of the guys in their friend circle would want that, but he wasn’t that insecure about himself that he’d say no to someone pampering him. Especially not when it meant Y/N getting close to him. “Sure, sweets. I’d love that. Reckon my skin needs it.” 

“What do you usually do with it?” She asked curiously, meeting his eye in the mirror. 

“Makeup remover, wash my face, that cream you left at my place if I remember.” 

“It’s not fair you have the skin you do.” She huffed, shaking her head. “Cruel, actually.” It kind of was. He got long lashes too, which she always complained about. “Go and wash your face first, heathen.”

Harry let out a small laugh before going off to do that. Returning with a fresh face, he stood in his prior position, watching her finish up the routine before holding the fan closer to her face to finish it off. It was an interesting process he hadn’t paid much mind to before, but then again, she didn’t bring every single thing to his place either. 

After putting her hair up in a claw clip, she stood up from the plushy chair and motioned for him to sit down. He did as asked, feeling her residual warmth as she lined up the products for them. “Okay, so we start with the toner pad.” She gently pushed him to lean back in the chair, her face coming closer to his as she delicately swiped it over his cheeks and nose. He was getting an up close look at her, noticing the scar near her eyebrow and a few spots on her face. It made him warm up a bit, being able to see her so close when she was awake. Usually this level of observation was reserved for when she was asleep. “Oi, keep your head up.” 

“Sorry.” He laughed, avoiding the impulse to move the chair back and forth. He liked to swing on it at times. 

“Wait- how about this.” Without giving it much thought, she gripped the chair and swung it over to turn his body to the side, helping herself to straddle his lap. “This seems a little easier, no?” Fingers gently tipped his chin up, eyes focused on her motions. 

Harry’s breath had disappeared. No longer available, he felt her sitting on top of his thighs, innocent as ever as she went through the motions. Tender with her movements and pressure, she was treating him like porcelain while giving him a little makeover. He should be focused on how nice the products felt on his skin, but his mind was elsewhere. 

She smelled amazing, as usual, but having it this close up was a little hard for him. Yes, she sat on his lap before- but not in his shirt, with her thighs on display and tiny little shorts. She didn’t straddle him before either, didn’t let his mind wander to places it shouldn’t. All his energy was focused on trying to ensure she didn’t feel the stiffy that was quickly growing in his pants. 

“I can’t believe how good you’re being for me, H.” She whispered. “No whining or anything.” Her smile was soft as she wiped the serum over his face. “You’re so pretty.”

Fuck. He swallowed thickly, trying desperately to not let his cock construe those words into the filthy praise kink he had, but it appeared to be a bit too late for that. She had no idea what she was doing to him and he didn’t want to be a perv, but god damn. If the girl continued, there would be no denying that he’d cream his damn pants. Being pet on, feeling her brush his hair off his forehead while she stroked his face and adjusted his position to where she wanted… He was only so strong. “Thanks.” He murmured, trying to keep his composure. 

“Of course.” She beamed, seeming pleased. “I’m surprised you’re letting me do this, but you’re full of surprises.” It seemed like she didn’t know the battle he was facing internally, which was his goal, but that was soon to be ruined. “Hold on a second.” Shifting slightly on his lap, she stood up momentarily before sliding further up. “Sorry, I was falling down a bit-” 

Harry hadn’t meant to, he really fucking didn’t. But she sat right on top of him, squirming a bit. Giving his dick a bit of friction, making his hands grip her hips and sit her down hard to stop the movement. He couldn’t open his eyes, couldn’t face her as he heard the hitch in her breath. “Fuck, I’m sorry. Sorry, I didn’t- I promise m’not being a creep or anything.” He winced. “Just been a while and uh-” 

“Hey, it’s okay.” Her voice rang out, fingers brushing through his hair. “H, look at me. I’m not mad.” Of course, her words were sweet and syrupy, going right to his dick yet again. Y/N had no fucking idea how much she effected him, how many times he’d thought about her in this positon and how guilty he felt that he’d turned a sweet moment into something like this. “C’mon. You don’t need to be embarrassed.” 

He took a moment before opening his eyes, looking at her face. Studying it, making sure she wasn’t uncomfortable. Her hand cupped the side of his face, a slight pout on her pretty lips. Y/N didn’t seem upset about it, seeing as she sat still and could most definitely feel his cock under her. He could feel her cunt over him, hot through the fabric and he was doing everything in his power to be fucking normal. 

“There you are.” The tables had finally turned. Harry was the shy one in this moment and Y/N was the one seemingly not freaked out. “It’s a natural body function, H. I know you’re not some kind of perv. I sat on your lap, remember?” She soothed his nerves. “Besides, I’m flattered. Was beginning to think you thought I was some kind of troll or something.” The smile kicked up on her face, but his frown deepened.

“The fuck? Why would you think that?” Brows furrowed, he didn’t like that she thought he didn’t find her attractive. He called her pretty quite a bit. 

“Well, I’m not your type. You go for all those tattooed girls with the bad ass attitudes, which is cool cause I think they’re hot too but… I’m all soft and squishy, y’know? I like the soft things, kinda the opposite of you so I just thought I wasn’t someone you’d be attracted to. M’nothing like what you go for.” She didn’t seem offended by this, rather stating it matter of fact- but Harry couldn’t believe how wrong she was. He had to wonder how long she thought this. 

While he was secretly pining after her, she was thinking he was going off to get blowies by the girls that flirted with him which, sometimes he did. At the beginning of their friendship, he tried to stave off those feelings for her by getting someone else underneath him, fucking away the frustration but he learned fairly quickly that none of it did much when his mind was on someone else. It’d been months at this point. Sure, he liked a bit of flirting to boost his ego, but that was only when Y/N was preoccupied. 

“Well, you’re wrong.” He said sternly. “You’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. Dunno where the troll idea came in when m’always staring at you.” He scoffed. “No more of that bullshit. Wouldn’t be hard if I didn’t think you were stunning. Trust me.” In fact, she was the only thing that got him hard these days. Thinking of her mouth, her thighs, her tits, her ass, anything. Even her hands, for fucks sake. “Don’t ever doubt how beautiful you are t’me. Pisses me off.”

“Sorry.” She bleated, pouting back at him. “I didn’t mean to. It’s just.. You call me pretty but I never would have thought you meant it like that. I like that you let me cuddle you and stuff so obviously I know you aren’t repulsed by me but, I dunno.” She swallowed, looking down at his bare chest. “I’m sorry for getting you… if you’re uncomfortable.” 

God, he was mucking this up wasn’t he? He shook his head, letting his thumbs rub over her hips as he softened his face. “No, sweets. Don’t apologize. S’not a big deal, I’m not mad at you. Just don’t like the idea of you thinking poorly of yourself. You’re fucking stunning.” So stunning that his cock was still hard under her. “I’ll go take care of it when we’re done, but no more squirming. Okay?” Squeezing her, he tried to rectify the situation. “No more fussing.” 

“But…” Y/N’s lips twisted slightly, sliding her hands down to his shoulders. “That’s not fair.” 

Harry blinked a few times, looking her over hesitantly. “What d’you mean? I’m okay, pet.” 

“Well, It’s my fault that you’re like this.” She protested. “I can fix it, if you want. Haven’t given too many blowies before, but I can take instruction pretty well.”

Harry truly thought he was dreaming for a moment, his face hot as she gave him an innocent look. Like she meant it, though it slightly embarrassed her for not having a lot of experience. But feeling her shift on him clued him back into reality. This was real. “You- You don’t have to do anything for me, Y/N.” He was holding on by a string. “You didn’t mean to do it. It’s not your responsibility to get me off just because my cock’s got a mind of his own.”

Y/N huffed again, shaking her head. “I want to. Can I?” Her face shifted slightly. “You’re not making me do anything. It would make me feel better If i could take care of you.” Her eyes met his. “I mean it. Promise.” 

And god, if Harry was a stronger man he’d lift her off his lap and insist on taking care of it himself. He’d explain that it could make lines blurry and he liked her a bit more than a friend and they’d have that talk. But he wasn’t a stronger man, and she rolled her hips on him again with a hum, making his head fall back when she repeated the action. “Fuck.” He whispered under his breath. “As long as.. As long you’re sure. I don’t want you to regret it or anything.” 

“I won’t.” She peeped. “I like making you feel good, Harry.” Her face seemed brighter as she watched him nod.

“Go on then, sweetheart.” He sighed. “I’ll show you what I like.” 

Never in a million years had he expected her to be visibly excited, slipping off his lap and on to her knees in front of him. Fuck, fuck, fuck. Eyes looked up at him with curiosity, hands running over his thighs as she waited for direction. He’d dreamt of this so many times, stroked off in the bathroom to this very mental image to get his load out quicker. His cock pulsed inside his sweats. This was really happening. “M’not wearing briefs under these.” He warned, pushing the waistband down as he slowly tugged himself out of the pants. His hand was slightly shaky ass he gave himself a squeeze at the base, a soft hiss leaving his teeth when her hand covered his own. 

“I’ve only done it a few times but…” Her eyes widened. “Yours is the prettiest I’ve seen.”

And fuck if that didn’t get him going. Harry took pride in his dick, as a lot of men did, but to get that compliment was better than anything else. His hair was normally trimmed shorter, but it had been a while. It was groomed a bit at the base, his happy trail leading up his stomach. “Thank you.” He mumbled, removing his hand and letting hers take over. Y/N was eager and that much was obvious, feeling her give him a few strokes as she shuffled closer in between his spread thighs. “I- I probably won’t last long. I wasn’t lying, it’s been a while.” And he’d imagined her in this position so many times that he was programmed to get off to it quickly. 

“That’s okay. You’re quite big so it’ll be better for my jaw.” She giggled. Fucking giggled while her thumb rubbed over the slit, making him shudder. He’d always imagined she’d be much more shy in this situation, but again he was proven wrong. “What do you like?” 

Honestly? He could cum just like this. Her stroking him slow, looking up at him with that pretty little face. Splatter her pretty face with pearly strings leaking from the slit of his cock, let it drip down her cheeks and chin. But she wouldn’t like that answer. “I’m okay with anything you give me, but I… I like to hear you.” He swallowed, a shaky exhale leaving his nose. “And uh, a bit wet. If that’s something you’d like.” 

Y/N looked like she was taking note, nodding at his words. “I want to know what you like, m’okay with anything.” She smiled. “I knew you had to be big cause.. Y’know you’ve got the energy. And I’ve felt it a few times when we cuddle, before you wake up. It’s just different to see it.” Y/N leaned her head on his thigh, continuing to jerk him off. “I’ll probably choke a little bit, cause you’re the biggest I’ve taken. It’s okay though, I’ll be fine. I’ll pinch your tummy or somthin’ if I need a second to breathe.” 

Who the fuck was she? Y/N had never, ever shown or hinted at being filthy in her life, but here she was. Talking about choking on his cock. He throbbed in her hand, making her eyebrows raise. “You liked that. Noted.” Leaning forward, she kept eye contact with him as she dragged her pink tongue from the base up to the tip, letting it sit there for a moment before she pulled away, giving him a few more strokes. “You can show me what you like too. Don’t be shy about it, H. I want you to feel good.” 

Harry nearly lost it as he watched those gorgeous lips purse, spitting right over the tip. It slipped down his length before her hand caught it, stroking and spreading it over his cock. Filthy, filthy things filled his tongue immediately, but he tried to pace himself. “Fuck me…” He whispered, gently gathering her hair in his hand. “I didn’t know you had this in you, gorgeous.” It nearly bowled him over. “Can you.. Take it in your mouth. Suck the tip for me. I want to see that.” 

Normally, he had no problem being a cocky, arrogant man. He was dominant most of the time with his hook ups- but Y/N wasn’t just a hook up to him. She was special. He didn’t want to do a single thing to potentially fuck this up. He wanted her to like this, to see how much he liked it too. She had no problems following instructions, the man watching as her lips stretched around the tip and dipped down a bit as she suckled on it. A soft hum left her mouth and vibrated over him as he curled the hair around his fist, making him groan. “Yeah, jus’ like that, angel. Fuck.” He kept his eyes on her as she bobbed shallowly, taking moments to rub her tongue over his leaking slit. “You’re so good, so sweet t’me. Can’t believe you’re doin’ this.” 

Y/N pulled off the tip, lips wet as she peered up at him. “I’ve thought about it before.” She whispered, lapping over the side of his length. “Wanted to see your cock. I knew it’d be pretty.” 

What the fuck? Harry’s brian felt fried, completely caught off guard by this information. Sure, he had thought maybe once or twice she was teasing him but it wasn’t often. Y/N was just so sugary sweet and kind, a slight air of innocence, and… Now she was telling him she’d thought about sucking him off before. “You have?” 

“Mhm.” She stroked him a bit firmer, the slick sound of her hand around his wet cock getting louder. “I heard.. Heard rumors and felt left out. You like me the best but you never asked me to do anything.” Rubbing the tip over her pouted lips, Harry was shocked yet again. 

“Cause y’mean more to me than any of the other people.” He swallowed. “Too fuckin’ sweet. I like you the best, you’re right but.. You’re my sweet girl. Didn’t want t’use you for anything like that. Would break my heart if I hurt you and you’d not want to see me again.” 

“What if I wanted you to use me?” She asked, peering up at him with those eyes. They drove him absolutely mad. “I know you wouldn’t hurt me unless I asked, H. You’re so good to me… I just want to be good for you too.” Taking the tip back into her mouth, she pushed herself down further and he felt his stomach clench. It took him off guard, feeling the hot mouth take him down and bob herself against him, a soft hum vibrating over him. 

“Oh- Fuck.” He let out a broken groan, leaning further back into the chair. “You are, baby, you fucking are. Hot little mouth… shit.” She whimpered around his cock at his words, sucking a little harder as her hand stroked the rest of him. She liked that. “What is it, hm? Like when I call you baby? When I tell you how perfect you are?” His words got a bit darker. He was slipping into another headspace and Y/N seemed to be coaxing it on. 

She did a half ass nod, not pulling off his length as she continued. Harry wouldn’t have guessed in a million years that she’d be a greedy girl like this, but he was incredibly thankful that she was. “You are. Such a good girl, so gorgeous with your mouth stretched around my cock. Didn’t know you were gagging for it, baby. Should’ve told me.” He chuckled darkly. “Wouldn’t have wasted my loads in the shower before comin’ t’bed with you. Could’ve pushed into your needy mouth and let you swallow it down.” 

Y/N moaned around his prick, eyes watering slightly as she looked at him. He’d never seen a better sight. “You’re so beautiful, angel. So pretty. Didn’t know such a filthy thing could have you lookin’ even more beautiful.” His throat felt thick as his cock throbbed in her mouth. “Fuck, you don’t even know how many times I’ve thought about it.”

Y/N pulled off, panting slightly as webs of saliva connected her mouth to his cock. “How much?” Her voice was a little hoarse, but he could hear that she was desperate to know. “You- You could have. I don’t want you to waste it anymore.” There was the tiny bit of shyness coming back in. “If umm, if you think  I’m good enough at this. I’ll do it.” 

“Fuck me, baby.” His thumb wiped over her spit soaked lips, breaking the threads of spit as he caressed her cheek. “All the fucking time. S’the only thing that gets me off.” Confessions he hadn’t thought he’d be saying so soon, let alone before he’d ever kissed her, spilled from him. “You’re doing amazing. More than good enough, too fucking good for me.” He couldn’t believe she was offering. “You sure you want t’be the one to take care of it?”

“Yes, I want it. I don’t want anyone else to do it.” She pleaded. “I’ll be the best for you. Just- you can tell me and I’ll suck you or, or anything you want.” Harry tested it, gently pushing her head back towards his prick- which she immediately took back in her mouth. The perfect, wet heat bringing him back to that filthy place in his head. 

How could she think he could ever say no? She’d been his weakness since she brought him over that damn cupcake. 

“Oh, sweet girl. Anything?” He cooed. “Dangerous thing to promise me. Don’t want anyone else to do it either.” His breathing was getting harder, trying not to thrust his hips up into her mouth and make her take it all. Sure, she’d probably do it, but he still felt the need to be delicate with her. “Take a little more for me, baby. Just like- there, there you go.” He praised, mouth falling open as she did exactly what he wanted. “Gonna make me cum.” 

This felt a million times better than rubbing one out in her bathroom. His legs were near vibrating, the wet sound of her mouth taking him down and the clicks of her hand stroking his spit soaked cock filling her bedroom. This was the last thing he’d expected was her on her knees for him tonight and part of him wasn’t convinced it wasn’t a wet dream, but he was thanking whatever higher power that was up there that his sweet girl had a dirty side to her. One he wanted to be the only one privileged enough to see. 

“In my mouth.” She gasped, pulling up for a moment. “Want to taste you. Please?” 

How could he ever tell her no? 

Pushing her back down on his cock, he let his hips rise up and shallowly thrust into her mouth as she moaned around him, drooling down her chin and letting him use her the way he needed to get off. The best part was knowing she was enjoying it so much. It was a miracle he’d lasted this long already, but he attributed that to shock. She was dirty, his sweet girl, choking slightly on his cock as the tip hit her throat, but she made no move to want to stop. 

His last straw, though, was feeling her hand over his balls, whining around him as he let out his deepest groan yet. It was sloppy and messy and so fucking good that he felt lightheaded, tummy hot and legs weak as he felt himself approach his end. “Fuck, jus’ like that, your fucking mouth is perfect… fuck, fuck, fuck, baby- M’gonna cum, gonna cum, gonna-” His voice failed as his head fell back, lifting his hips as his cum began to pour into her mouth. Ribbon after ribbon coating her throat, pulling back a bit to get it on her tongue while she worked him through it. 

He didn’t realize he had so much in him, but perhaps it was just Y/N that made him cum this much. This hard. His ears rung a bit, curses leaving his mouth as he watched her mouth open and hand stroke him to see the pearly mess on her tongue. At the last little bit,he used his grip on her hair to tug her up to his face. 

“C’mere, sweet girl. Share with me, don’t be greedy.” holding her face while the other had her hair, he pulled back into his lap and her mouth to his and groaned as she licked over his tongue, sharing the remnants of his load with him. It was something a bit nasty and deprived, he knew, but Y/N merely moaned back, her clean hand curling around the back of his neck. 

The kisses slowed from frantic and hot, to softer, slow and sweet. Pecking her lips over and over again, her whimpers melted into giggled as he untangled from her hair, sliding his hand under the shirt she had on to get some bare skin on his fingertips. “Sweetest thing, most beautiful girl.” He murmured between kisses. “Thank you. Best I’ve ever had.” 

“You’re jus’ saying that.” She whispered, though the smile was difficult to wipe off her face. Obviously she liked praise just as much as him. 

“Nope. Mean every word.” He confirmed, rubbing his nose over her cheek. “Thank you, baby. Felt so damn good, can’t feel my legs now.” Harry’d never felt like this after a blowie, both in his legs and the fondness he felt for the girl. If there had been any doubts about his feelings for her whatsoever, they were shattered. He was so far gone for her, it was pathetic. 

“Good.” She smiled, feeling the kiss to his cheek. “I need to finish your skincare, though. So tuck yourself back in, cause m’gonna do that and then brush my teeth again. Though.. I can tell you’ve got a good diet. Tasted nice.” 

Though Harry knew cum never really tasted good, he was chuffed that she hadn’t minded. Even more, that she hadn’t minded indulging in sharing with him. “M’not selfish, I need to help you too.” He reminded, though she merely shook her head. 

“I’ll take a raincheck. M’so tired now, and I want to enjoy it fully.” Pecking his cheek in return, she picked up the moisturizer. “Think you need a lip mask too. Thankfully, you’re in the right hands.” 

Harry was sometimes a selfish lover with hookups and he could admit that, but with Y/N he never wanted to be that way. He wanted to make her feel good, but he could wait. It only made him anticipate it more- there would be a next time. 

“Okay, sweets.” He chuckled. “Do whatever you’d like.”

[verstarppen]

summary; there's little time between fast cars and spaceships, but you make it work

pairing; lando norris x fem! star wars actress! reader [ no faceclaim ]

a/n; singapore godzilla return was not on my 2023 bingo card but here we are;

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norrisun HELLO???????

grussellsprout2 getting married before your 6 month anniversary is insane

ferrariclerc THIS IS A JOKE THERE'S NO WAY albonite I tried to reverse google search the photos and I can't find anything

starinz am I desensitized or is this a totally normal thing for them. like yeah lando and y/n got married randomly without an engagement announcement and after a couple of months of dating- that's like a normal thursday.

yukierretruther I MANIFESTED THIS HELP

kingmag9 I don't believe it, they'll come back in a week and admit it's a joke

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mclaren Say "cheese"! 🧀📷 2022, that's a wrap. 👊

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landonorris am i free now

mclaren Not with that wedding stunt, you're not. danielricciardo I want to make it clear I had 0% involvement with this. yndeathtrooper HE HELPED EVERY STEP OF THE WAY

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yndeathtrooper bro's eyes are like liquid moonlight i can drink from flower petals or pure larimar only the gods can mine from the stars

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landonorris hoes mad that i had someone's tongue down my throat and he didn't yn.jpg LANDO NO-MIDDLE-NAME-GIVEN NORRIS YOU APOLOGIZE TO POOR CHARLIE RIGHT NOW landonorris no. yn.jpg 🤨 i would like to file for divorce. landonorris fine. you're so persuasive. charles_leclerc Simp. landonorris BITCH.

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[star-suh]

Delivery Boy

Johnny Suh x Male Reader

cw: dom-ish top johnny, johnny has a big thick dick… man's hung >:D, rough sex, spit play, dub-con, blowjob, deepthroat, unprotected sex, dumbification, underwear gagging, a bit of degradation, musk kink, choking, tummy bulge, creampie, cumming hands-free, pwp.

an: the mission = end the johnny suh drought.

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it was sunday and yn was bored and the bastard decided to make prank calls to the local pizzeria, ordering pizzas with fake voice tones and giving wrong addresses that led to nowhere. one of the delivery boys, johnny, was starting to lose his patience, then the phone rang and he answered “hello, pizzeria, can i take your order?”, “oh yeah hello” on the other side of the phone yn was snickering trying hard to not laugh, “i want the extra large with lots of cheese please”. unfortunately, yn got careless and spoke with his normal voice tone and johnny recognized him, now knowing who the idiot behind the prank calls was, he was ready to give him a spoonful of his own medicine…

someone was calling at yn's door, he was weirded the fuck out because he wasn't expecting visits at night, “oh hello johnny” yn greeted laughing nervously “what are you doing here?”, “came here because someone ordered a pizza” johnny was unfazed. “i'm s-sorry i di-didn't ordered a pizza. you must be confused”. “why are you stuttering ynnie? you didn't stutter while making those prank calls” smirked the taller. “what?” 

johnny forced himself into yn's house pushing him against the wall, with one hand he grabs the other by both wrists and put them above him and unconsciously putting his knee right under yn's crotch “cut the bullshit yn, i know you were the one behind those calls”. “i'm not, you dumbass” he answered, trying to get out of the other's grip.

“do you know how much time we've wasted,how much money did we lose, all because fucking yn was bored”, johnny pressed his knee more feeling the bulge above it. his head hang low… he smirks and look at yn directly into his eyes “you like it rough huh?” his evil smile sending shivers all over yn's body. “l-let me go please” yn begged “i would pay for all the pizzas but don't hurt me. “well… you have to pay for them of course but i want something else to make up for the wasted time” his knee pressed harder and harder on yn's bulge, making him moan shyly. 

yn's eyes wandered on johnny's body and that's where he noticed the bulge on his pants ‘looks heavy’ he thought, a blush appearing on his cheeks. 

johnny forces yn to kneel down, then the next thing yn knows is johnny's thick big cock coming out of his pants and landing on top of his face, yn sniffed his balls and shaft, the muski scent making him feel dizzy. “open up” johnny demanded and yn obeyed “that's a good whore” inch by inch the taller's cock intruded into his wet mouth, until it was balls deep. his cock was so big and thick that it formed a bulge on the other's throat. when he pulls out he wowed watching his cock dripping in thick saliva, he shakes it a bit and then put it on yn's face smearing the saliva on it too. watching how hot he looked with all that saliva, johnny grabbed him by the jaw opening his mouth and spitting on it kissing him right away, playing with the spit inside their mouths. 

johnny once again introduced his cock on the other male's mouth, thrusting hard this time forcing yn to deepthroat him while pinching his nose to make him gasp for air and therefore thightening more his throat “is so fucking thight. who would've thought your mouth would feel this good. shit!”. with every thrust johnny did yn's head bumped against the wall, tears falling down his cheeks. johnnt kept mouthfucking yn until he flooded it with his seed, laughing at how yn was massaging his jaw for how sore it was.

johnny lifted yn and pushed him against the wall, he tapped his thighs “open wide”, yn obeyed , opening his legs and showing his pink hole to the taller. johnny slaps right into the hole making yn moan and his legs tremble, the top slapped the tip right into the hole and introduce it all at once forming a bulge in yn's lower tummy “ugh.. so.. fu..cking big~” he slurred, feeling the big thing rearranging his insides.

each thrust was stronger than the last, yn could feel the anger that johnny had at him for what he did that could have cost johnny's job, “slow… down plea-” the bottom couldn't finish his sentence because the other gagged him with his underwear “you look better being quiet” he whispered.

yn's legs were shaking for how rough johnny fucked him, he pulled out his cock appreciating the puckered gaping hole spitting on it and watching how it rolled deep down the other's insides, johnny pushed yn's head against the wall with his big hand “you've been a bad guy yn” he says “you don't deserve my cum inside you”. he takes out his cock and starts to stroke it while still pushing the other's head. lots of thick gooey cum came from the tip of his cock, painting yn's back and ass cheeks in white “however, the time we spent now was very hot and i kinda like it so maybe you deserve to have just a little bit of it inside you” and as he says that, he puts his cock back in, which still had traces of cum on the tip. the thrust was so hard and reached so deep inside him that it made yn cum hands-free.

johnny finishes and yn fell down the floor, his legs kept shaking and he was tired, “next time think before making a prank again” johnny was about to leave when he heard yn mumbling something “maybe i should keep doing pranks specially in where you work”. yn was laughing, he enjoyed it and he wanted more. johnny scoffed and smirked “you're an unbelievable son of a bitch. keep doing those pranks then” leaving right away.

[boombox-fuckboy]

Hey!!! You commented on my post about limetown haha which is why I’m here. You offered to give podcast recs! What are your favorites?? I’m looking for some new ones

I completely forgot I had this ask, excuse the delay. Here's a selection of 30 podcasts I enjoyed from a broad range of genres: hopefully at least one appeals.

Let me know if you're after something more specific.

Arden: (Investigative, Comedy) On the 25th of December, 2007, heiress and young actress Julie Capsom crashed her car into a tree and fled into a nearby forest clearing, leaving a trail that seemingly vanished into thin air, and a dismembered torso in the trunk. A decade later, Bea, the first reporter on the scene, and Brenda, a detective on the case, are hosting a true crime podcast about it, and neither is remotely impressed with what the other has to say. Arden is also a retelling of various Shakespeare plays.

Desperado: (Supernatural, Adventure, Horror Elements) In a modern world of gods and magic, three young people, all under the patronage of death dieties, embark on the same adventure for different reasons: for safety, for revenge, and to kill The Old Man in the Sky. Fantastic banter and killer action sequences.

The Far Meridian: (Magical Realism) An agoraphobic young woman wakes one day to discover her lighthouse home has travelled to somewhere entirely unfamilar. As this continues to happen day after day, she uses the opportunity to search for her missing brother. A really unique and charming piece of fiction.

Gastronaut: (Sci-Fi) Interstellar travel audio blog of a former food critic as he travels to an active warzone to get firsthand experience with unfamilar cuisine. ft. Disgruntled martian nobility, sinister businessmen, explosive mushrooms, forbidden snacks, rogue revolutionary artists, and the consequences of your actions.

Girl in Space: (Sci-Fi) The Girl In Space lives alone on a space station, doing science, making cheese, rewatching Jurassic Park, and tending to the plants, animals, and artificial sun entrusted to her. It's a little lonely, but not a bad life. Would be a shame if someone came along to ruin it.

The Goblet Wire: (Microfiction, Weird Fiction) A surreal microfiction with horror elements, taking the form of phone calls to an audio-based game in which the voice of the mysterious Dictator leads each player through fantastic and horrific world and story.

Hello From The Hallowoods: (Horror, Supernatural) A dramatic entity beyond your comprehension visits your nightmares to tell stories of the people (in varying degrees of human and alive) that inhabit the strange, deadly, and beautiful Hallowoods, as they find meaning and sometimes eachother.

Hi Nay: (Supernatural Horror) A year after moving to Toronto, sound designer Mari finds herself drawn into helping people around the city with various horrific supernatural encounters due to her babaylan (shaman) family background. It quickly becomes apparent that there's something much more sinister and complicated happening in the background.

Inco: (Microfiction, Sci-Fi) A perpetually exausted interstellar information trader and her peppy AI find a mysterious (read: bratty) boy floating in space and are inadventently pulled into a world political intrigue.

Inn Between: (Fantasy) Ever curious about what the D&D characters get up to at the tavern between sessions? A generally lighter-hearted (with some exceptions) with richly-written and always-growing characters. A really interesting format, too: a lot of the adventure appears in the "next time" and "last time" segments which makes it all flow really nicely. Not a tabletop podcast.

Janus Descending: (Sci-Fi, Horror, Tragedy) A xenoarcheologist and a xenopaleontologist are sent to a study a dead city on a distant world. Nobody likes what they find there. A unique format, with one set of logs presented first to last, and the other last to first. I'd recommend listening to the supercut for this one.

The Kingmaker Histories: (Steampunk, Weird Fiction, Adventure, Fantasy Elements) In the Valorian Socialist Republic 1911, on her 25th birthday, tailor's apprentice Colette experienced the worst headache of her life. As a result, she fleed from town with a human artificer and a fae chef - both now smugglers - pursued by an utterly furious flesh-crafter. I'm not sure I'm selling how good this podcast is but it's very good.

Life With Althaar: (Sci-Fi, Comedy) A human repairman moves to a space station on the edge of human territory that is perpetually on the edge of self-destruction, and ends up with a less-than-ideal last-minute roomate. Althaar is polite, friendly, deeply interested in human culture, and eager to be friends. Unfortunately he belongs to a species that sends humans into a visceral panic at a glance.

Lost Terminal: (Sci-Fi, Hopepunk) Seth is a very lonely AI living on a satellite. His crew were left stranded aboard with no hope of return, and it's been longer than he can count since then. The Earth below him has changed dramatically, and with only a few other AI down there to talk to, he's very lonely. But! He has a plan to make some new friends.

Love and Luck: (Romance, Slice-of-Life and Urban Fantasy Elements) Voice messages cataloguing two young men falling in love and opening a queer dry bar together.

Midnight Radio: (Light Supernatural, Romance) Sybil McIntyre, host of the ever-popular 1950's nightly radio hour, begins exchanging letters with an old fan who has reluctantly returned to visit Sybil's beloved town.

Midst: (Weird Fiction, Western, Sci-Fi and Fantasy Elements) The old-western planetoid islet of Midst floats, rotating steadily, in a sea of reality-warping darkness. Down in the town of Stationary Hill, things are in movement, and vistors from the light above are about to bring unanticipated change. ft a monocycle-riding monster-hunter, radio-famous airship paladins, deadly mica, the universe's peppiest cultist, good dogs, and a really strange businessman.

The Mistholme Museum of Mystery, Morbidity, and Mortality: (Weird Fiction, Supernatural, Urban Fantasy and Horror Elements) A friendly AI tour guide leads you on a tour of the Mistholme Museum, explaining the strange and often alternatural story behind each item.

Monstrous Agonies: (Supernatural, Relationship Advice) An interpersonal advice show for supernatural entities and other people living liminally in the modern world.

Night Shift: (Urban Fantasy, Investigative) Set in a modern world with the addition of magic, which manifests in small inherited skills/traits, can warp people in horrific ways, or can be manipulated with the right science (and intense work) to induce superpowers. Sebastian Fenn is a barista at Night Shift Coffee, but since things are slow he's decided to start a podcast to talk about various mysteries, crimes and conspiracies around the city, and of course finds himself deeper in them than he'd intended.

The Pasithea Powder: (Sci-Fi, Thriller Elements? I think?) The last major interplanetary war was full of atrocities, but none more infamous then the creation of Pasithea Powder, a memory altering drug which was used to horrible effect and landed it's entire team of creators in prison. So when decorated war hero Captain Sophie Green sees one of them wandering free, worlds away from his prison, she gets in touch with a very old, estranged friend: one Dr. Jane Gonzalez, who's behind bars for the very same reason.

SCP: Find Us Alive: (Weird Fiction, Supernatural, Horror and Slice-of-Life elements) You don't need to know anything about SCP to enjoy this. A research team gets trapped in an underground research facility when the complex collapses and the building is dragged into a pocket dimension. The tear it was designed to study begins creating tiny copies of itself, generating strange entities the team needs to deal with. And as if that wasn't enough, the entire situation physically resets itself every 30 days. And yet, this is genuinely also an office comedy.

Second Star to the Left: (Sci-Fi) Audio logs of a scout sent to explore and establish early infastructure new world, and the communications with the minder in charge of keeping her alive.

Seen and Not Heard: (Slice-of-Life, Drama) Seen and Not Heard follows Bet, who's still adjusting to life a year after a bout of severe illness, and the resulting hearing loss it caused. It's about the ways we make connection, and food, and art, and different kinds of grief.

The Silt Verses: (Horror) In a modern world where gods are abundant, frequently both commercialised and restricted, two devotees of an outlawed river god go on a pilgrimage.

SINKHOLE: (Sci-Fi, Weird Fiction) Forum posts from a data restoration community in a near future where the human brain is its own computer and one city hosts a massive void.

Starfall: (Fantasy) Seeking to escape her mysterious past and find some purpose, a young swordswoman joins a travelling actor's troupe. This new life is unfamilar and sometimes stressful, but she's taken under the wing of stagehand Fel, who's determined to help her feel welcome as she experiences the figurative and literal magic of the theatre for the first time.

The Tower: (Weird Fiction) A low-key, meditative podcasy about a young woman who decides to climb a seemingly endless tower. Gorgeous sound design.

The Vesta Clinic: (Sci-Fi) New GP Dr. Fae Underwood, with the expert transcription skills of resident AI Sec, writes up patient reports on human and alien patients of The Vesta Clinic, a medical clinic on the edge of human space. Really comfy and creative.

Victoriocity: (Steampunk, Mystery) Set in the steam-powered Victorian city of Even Greater London, an aspiring journalist and a tired detective find themselves working together to solve a strange murder. I say Victorian but as queen Victoria is now an extensive grandiocity of cyborg components following seven only-kind-of-successful assassinations, you may need to adjust expectations a little.

[starbeamssovereign]

What type of yandere do you think the Ancients would be if they were one

Thank you for the idea anon <3

Yandere Ancients x Reader

Summary: Oh, lookie, lookie here! It seems that you've managed to charm each and every ancient into loving you dearly...a bit too dearly perhaps. But that's just how they show their affections, right? Maybe that one cookie you were talking to the other day is alright and well and not dead in a closet?

TW: Stalking, manipulation, murder, threatening, not beta read and has never done yandere hcs before. Have fun pookies :D

(It goes from least scariest yandere to most)

REMEMBER WHAT I SAID WHEN I HAD NEVER DONE THIS BEFORE 😭

Hollyberry Cookie

She's definitely attached to you, thats for sure.

You know love bombing? Make it like she's sending a tactical nuke right towards your heart.

She's very clingy, but would allow you to go and do things on your own, you just have to tell her what you did and where you went. Oh, and who exactly you were with.

Hollyberry would never lay a finger on you in a harmful way. Why would she if she knows you'll never want to hurt her affectionate and adorable heart?

Golden Cheese Cookie

She treasures you much, much more then any piece of gold or glittering item she could ever create in her kingdom. The kingdom would be worthless without you in it.

Golden Cheese would stalk you and your every move, sometimes even commanding the marzipan cookies to follow you and photograph your day.

Talking to someone that wasn't the Golden Sovereign? Consider them gone, turned to dust in mere seconds.

She's a goddess! Why would you not want to worship her as much as she does to you..?

It would almost make her sad. Luckily, her best option is to make you do it.

And how could refuse such godly words and beautiful voice?

White Lily Cookie

She’s certainly worse then most of the Ancients. White Lily may just keep you inside the Faerie Kingdom at all times, perhaps even convincing Elder Faerie to keep you under house arrest. Although, she wouldn’t tell you specifically…

White Lily always had her eyes on you, the way you smiled at her words, how you hold her close and say how much you love her.

And she’ll convince you almost every time that you need her.

How could you refuse such a sad and pouty face she makes every time you want to doubt her? It’s almost pitying.

Knowing her goals and past, she would want you to reassure her that you love her, no matter what.

No matter what.

Dark Cacao Cookie

He CANNOT lose you. Anything that you do must be monitored.

Hell, he may even want to use Affogato Cookie’s old spells to keep you under his watch, all agreeable and soft..

He has threatened you once or twice whenever you try to question his judgement, saying stuff like:

“My love, don’t fret. I’m only protecting you.”

But your fears and suspicions were confirmed after one of the Watchers you were talking to suddenly went missing the next day. All you did was say hello and made small talk…

You knew he lost a lot, of course he had the right to be protective over you.

Except being so overprotective and going so far as to…eliminate someone out of sheer jealousy?

You had caused this situation. This was worse then what Affogato Cookie did to the King, because you were doing it completely on accident.

So, to stop hurting anyone else, you just…accepted his love, remaining safe and unharmed within the citadel, avoiding everyone in case of another accident.

Pure Vanilla Cookie

He was supposed to be a pure soul. Someone who’d never do anything horrible or wrong…

Yet when he met you, he instantly got attached. Why? Not even he could explain. You just had some sort of connection with him that made Pure Vanilla love you so dearly.

He definitely hurt you while you were sleeping once or twice, and the feeling of watching you thank him after healing you was…exhilarating.

His habits started from little cuts on your legs to full blown “love” bites and deep cuts on your arms and hands.

At first, you didn’t realize it was him, but after becoming concerned by how much it was happening, you decided to pretend sleeping and wait until something happened.

And it was an understatement that you were shocked.

It was more…terrifying, honestly.

And when you confronted him? He practically almost broke down crying, pulling on your clothes and begging for forgiveness and that he wouldn’t do it again.

Oh, how a King fell so far from purity, nobody will know.

Because after this incident, you forgave him. Surely he was going to stop? You loved him after all, of course he wouldn’t do it again..

And he didn’t. The reason? It’s because you’ve started to lose sleep now. At a concerning point…

Was that coffee in the air? No, just vanilla, as usual…

[fanfic-gremlin-ft-trauma]

hello dear people here are some pjo incorrect quotes from actual things me and my family + friends have said x

Kid: are there gay people at camp half blood?

Chiron:

Chiron: are there Catholic people at a church?

*showing the Kids™️ a really pretty girl*

Percy: I want her to… exist

Leo: I want her to like, throw a shoe at me and gossip about me

Annabeth: or she could just take you for coffee, and avoid toxic behaviour 

Leo: but I wouldn’t be mad

Annabeth: because you would be concussed

Leo: because of her beauty 😩😩

Annabeth:….

Annabeth: BECAUSE OF HER SHOE

Nico: k I’m gonna go get antidepressants and cheese bye

Will, trying to flirt with Nico: y’know the gays are very fruity

Percy: raise your hand if you hate Mr D right now 

Grover and Annabeth: *BITCH?* Mr D: *walks past*

Percy: HI SIR 😀👍🏼

Piper: *shows Annabeth a really unfortunate photo of Percy*

Piper: if you ever wondered how your boyfriend looked at that angle, here you go

Annabeth: I could’ve gone my whole life without seeing that

Piper: you’re supposed to love all of him!

Annabeth: I do just not from that angle

Leo, to Percy: and were you popular with the Gods?

Percy: um a little bit but I used to beat them up

[kalims]

‎˃ ᵕ ˂ . . "are you a fool? don't fall in love with me."

high school, wise fool,

to be straightforward. a remake of high school otome au :D

parts. one , two , three , remake

characters. epel, riddle, jade, ace, deuce, leona, jamil, malleus, floyd, neige, silver, and mysterious character.

cw. not proofread, yandere in the end. silver lowkey being main guy.

includes. gn!reader.

note. pretend we are smart cause we still are in this remake. this was kinda rushed cause I was struggling to fit all of them in the 3 paragraph limit I set for myself.

・ㅤyouㅤㅤ— a surprisingly gifted child whom acquired a scholarship granted by headmaster crowley himself, just before an honorary recommendation from your loving father figure; crewel. nearly all professors had taken a certain liking to you though even if they didn't crewel would've been sure to 'discipline' their minds to see what an angel you are because no way anyone would hate, you. his lovely, lovely child. now everyone is weirdly being nice to you just because they're scared of him.

・ㅤepel felmierㅤㅤ— your childhood friend who can see through you anytime, it doesn't matter if you're a good or horrible liar. epel will find out anyways despite all the odds against him just because of the fact on how well he knows you. well,, it's a given since he's been by your side the whole time you grew up. if there's anything epel has over the multitude of people equipped with brilliance, or money.. it's the thousands of memories you've both made and he's certainly not gonna lose to some losers who don't know the first thing about you!

epel was your first man! the one who was there to wipe your tears when your ex carelessly played with your heart, the one who screamed with you when there's a jumpscare on the screen, and the one who laughs with you on random occasions you both catch sight of each other and honestly start dying after the other breaks into a snort. he might be unseen as a 'real' man in everyone else's eyes but he was yours, and he's gonna commit to that title till he dies.

out of everyone epel is the one particularly iffed by the decreasing time both of you spend together. he can't tell if you entering school with him was the best or worst ever because the tides of time are pulling you apart! next thing you know he's barging in your room to demand you spend time with him and personally claimed a day he called "epel day" and you can't really say no to his face, right?

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・ㅤriddle roseheartsㅤㅤ— the terrifying student council president that might as well call his presence terrorizing because he's just eating and everyone would be quaking in their boots, even the lunch lady. your first encounter with him wasn't all that pleasant cause the moment your classmate burst into the classroom and yelled, "code:rosehearts!" was the moment the class went to chaos. everyone was hastily fixing their appearances, fast cleaning, sitting properly—oh my god someone just jumped out the window. midst your confusion (since you were a transfer) his eyes immediately zeroed on the hamburger on your hand. and you hear a whisper, "it's a tuesday." what?

okay so apparently eating hamburgers on tuesdays was banned and you were sent to the red room somewhere in heartslabyul. whatever the red room was, but apparently it's a discipline area or whatever. it was just a room you were made to stay in for like half an hour till' you were discharged. it wasn't that bad, but from now on you officially started hating on the prez for his poor judgment skills cause hello? couldn't you get a pass? you became an absolute migraine to riddle and now he hates you too because can you stop putting cheese in his tarts?! enough with this blasphemy! now riddle is trying to screw up your life too.

you learn that he's just actually really lonely so you swallowed up your pride and sat next to him in lunch since you noticed he looked quite.. sad eating, whereas he was alone. riddle only raised a brow and looked you over judgmentally. (lesson learned; don't tell him that you pity him because he's gonna start denying he ever looked sad with a red face, but strange.. he looks heated over your explanation for another reason other than anger..)

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・ㅤjade leechㅤㅤ— your ex a year back. jade leech was one of the most random relationship you ever had in your life, once. you saw him in class, and the smile he had was somehow.. charming. mischievous, polite, and cunning. not the most ideal traits someone would look for a man but you'd admit you would have a thing for anyone who would treat you right. and he did! though to this day you're still not sure why he approached you in the first place but one thing led to another and now you've started dating.

everything was perfect. (keyword: perfect) you were content, and at some point gave a future with him some thought. the assumption that you were one of the rare people that saw first hand the more 'innocent' sides of jade leech got you wondering right now, the times where he looks like a little, happy kid watching his mushrooms or the remarks that genuinely got you flustered. you wonder why it all ended in the first place.

he cradled your heart in his hands and dropped it to sink under the water without turning back once. there was no explanation, just a simple; "let's break up." and it was all gone, just tears left. so when you were just at the climax of picking yourself up why in the hell is he standing in front of you right now wearing the same smile that enchanted you?! you hate the way your heart aches when he still remembers the things you told him since forever and you swear to ignore his existence even when he's awfully intent on messing with you again.

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・ㅤace trapollaㅤㅤ— your roommate who would be more suited to classify as a demon, ace is one of the most annoying people you've ever met in your life and you simultaneously want to slap and smack him in the face because he's too laid back ninety percent of the time. you both, sorta disliked each other at first. him not liking you because you whacked him with a broom in dead of the night after overtime practice (but you don't blame yourself because it was totally justified!) and you to him because he started insulting your entire being.

anyways he's the worst roommates ever. there was clearly your name highlighted in bold colors on the tupperware of your favorite snack in the fridge then you find it completely empty the next day, sometimes he even has the audacity to place a sticky note containing "thanks for the snack loser :P" which in turn made you stick another note on the fridge, "fuck you" as a response. now it's some kind of ritual for the two of you to paste derogatory, lowkey playful messages to each other on the fridge. whoever comes over is gonna be concerned with the amount of sticky notes in the fridge.

he moans about how he's one of the 'talented' froshes in the basketball club which you actually can't deny because he's a first year being considered to be a regular on the team and some of the third years are still in the benches! actually, some of them hate him for it and for once you join him on complaining about them cause it wasn't even his fault? though his statement; "they're just bad at it and jealous of me" was concerning but eh.. it's ace, what else would you expect?

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・ㅤdeuce spadeㅤㅤ— suprise suprise! turns out ace and you weren't the only ones who was going to be roomed in one dorm. here enters: deuce spade, your second roomie who is a hundred times better than ace. compared to the latter, deuce is a gift sent by god. he cleans up his messes, even insists on cleaning some of yours even when you try to talk him out of it. okay so apparently he still had trauma from when his mother whooped his ass when he didn't clean the house when it was an order. a mommas boy indeed.

unfortunately to the abrupt appearance of a new roomie (no thanks to crowley since he didn't even tell you.) ace and you had used the spare room as a dump for your stuff so it was full of random things like the the electric guitar you don't even use anymore. so you declared that all three of you will be cleaning it out, deuce wasn't originally in the plan but he offered to pitch in so.. the cleaning was full of sweat, heavy lifting which you left to deuce because damn. he can lift those without much effort compared to your arms.

deuce has a concerning obsession with eggs cause whenever it was his time to cook breakfast he always cooks a variety of eggs. you do like eggs but the taste is starting to make you nauseous from how many times you've eaten it for days straight. unlike ace who would attempt to kick you out of your room when you trespass even when he does it freely to yours, deuce even welcomes you in. and you don't know why ace is tagging along with you on your trips to deuce's room. (also deuce joins in on the sticky notes but ace says his notes are that of a boomer because all he puts is the grocery list)

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・ㅤleona kingscholarㅤㅤ— the dude who you accidentally stepped and literally tripped on right after, who knew the dirt on the floor tasted so bad? when you said you were hungry you didn't mean this! leona peeked an eye open and when it landed on you, you were now his self proclaimed slave. or to word it better, working for him as repayment for stepping on him and dirtying his clothes. which got you flabbergasted because is it not already dirty from the grass and dirt he's sleeping on? does this dude not know what a bed is?

you only actually learn his name through epel since he never told you when you pointed at leona blabbering about he's the guy that practically enslaved you for stepping on him (which you'd emphasize on accident) and epel looked absolutely horrified when he frivolously whispered; "that's leona kingscholar!" to you but the guy still somehow heard it because he made a gesture for you to follow him. from now on starts the demise of your life.

you might as well call yourselves two peas in a pod because he always had you following around and doing tasks he can't be bothered to do. making you run off to his club room to grab a spare ball since he wanted to practice.. or running around looking for his lost shoelace, in short it was a nightmare! you're not sure why the hell he made you wear his jersey for a game and making you sit in his team area, place thing... for the period of the game. apparently it was so he can go back to you much faster when he wins this (he actually said that like he's sure he would) and the crowd goes silent when he tilts his head to you and asks if he was good.

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・ㅤjamil viperㅤㅤ— technically he was just ace's teammate to you. suprise, suprise! ace did make it into the regular team and now it's customary for you to attend his games, practice or not because he threatened that if you didn't he'd eat all the food you'd try to hide. you only know of jamil's existence after he had dropped an exhausted ace off your dorm just after he had also taken him to the nurse's office. you don't know if you hallucinated or not but there was definitely a bitter kind of look on jamil's face when you fretted over ace.

huh. since then you've been thanking jamil endlessly for taking the time to take care of ace (and admittedly throwing shade lowkey about ace's careless nature) apparently he had taken a nasty fall for his agressive play. jamil himself seems quite.. shy about your praises, probably having not been used to being openly grateful for his actions. you don't know why you're being so thankful to the extent that you had been learning how to make a decent bowl of curry for him..

though jamil's pokerface twitched a little when he sampled your 'first ever experiment' "it.. could use some work." he coughs and you wonder if he knows that you can see his hand impatiently shaking to gulp down the water. since then he's helped you hone your curry skills to the max and there's one thing you can say. he was an absolute god in cooking, for that you cried praises savoring the dishes you were given the luxury to eat. you've grown a lot closer than before and this time he looks particularly at peace when he's the one suffering the injury and now being the subject of your worry. perhaps this is one thing he'd like to have for himself.

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・ㅤmalleus draconiaㅤㅤ— a stranger you've met by the woods, your parent would be recoiling violently if they found out you went against their firm words to not wander anywhere. especially forests! but you won't give up the beautiful spot you've found within the premises of the forest, just a perfect place for yourself. calm and serene are your favorite words. apparently it was an old building owned by the school, crowley wouldn't certainly mind if you used the place for yourself.. right?

the place was a bit dusty, old with a sense of ancient familiarity with it. a certain charm of the old place you supposed. nevertheless you've taken residence in the porch whenever there's just some things you don't wanna deal with. you were scared out of your wits when you heard a creak of the floorboard and several other signs that there was... something inside the house as you are.

here enters the 'thing' that scared you to death, a mysterious man with misty green eyes. he refuses to state his name when you've already given yours, seemingly quite delighted at your ignorance towards his existence. tsunotaro (the nickname you'd given him since he insisted you have whatever) was there when epel didn't understand you sometimes. he listens quietly, you'd mistake his silence to be bad but it's a habit so that he could hear your voice easier.

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・ㅤfloyd leechㅤㅤ— the unbearing brother of your ex, ever since you and jade broke up you never really heard from him again. so you assumed it was because of the fragile relationship you had with his brother and eventually let it go. since you found out jade was also in NRC, you assumed the worst and that his two friends would be here as well. floyd in particular kinda terrified you sometimes but he's a good guy... usually! albiet his habit for violence to solve a problem.

speaking of violence he never had a problem offering his fist to you, which you'd mistaken as a fist bump but it was actually a sign of 'friendship' and it meant that if you ever needed someone to be taken care of.. floyd will gladly spare some of his gracious strength to pound them into oblivion! violence aside. he looked ecstatic by your presence, not at all affected by the fact that you were separated for like a year. save for a pout and a, "shrimpy, where were you?" then he went back to being all affectionate like in the past, you weren't sure if it was appropriate since he is your ex's brother but eh.. you aren't with jade anymore and floyd was a dear friend so..!

besides all that he still keeps the promise of protecting you ever since a year ago, which is kind of weird since jade (as your boyfriend) should've been the one to make that kind of oath. which is evident from the way he scares away all the bullies that might pick at you for being only able to enter the college through academic means. one thing that everyone knows how to calm down floyd though, is that your mere presence sends him into a flowery mood which explains why you're always getting dragged around somewhere.

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・ㅤneige leblancheㅤㅤ— the celebrity happy-go-lucky boy from the rival school of NRC; royal sword academy. you can say this at the very least, you were just a small, teensy tiny little fan of neige! it's not your fault he's so genuinely adorable! moving into a new environment meant discovering new favorite artists and you just so happen to enjoy neige's music from time to time. so you can admit you really didn't expect to meet neige through VDC.. since you're only the manager you only expected a glance or two but.. talking live with him makes your heart race!!

the descriptions of him online honestly doesn't do him justice at all! 'bright and cute' neige isn't just a handsome face, they should see the events he held to donate to charity and your inner fan came out and decided it was time to tell neige how awesome he was without filter. it is admittedly embarrassing that our mouth run off without your consent but the boy himself looked awfully frustrated by your genuine words.

it seems like neige really had taken a liking to you after the little rant but hey, you're glad he didn't find you weird at all! a dream come true.. neige finds himself thinking of you every quarter of the day, bursting into a deep flush but he can't tell if it's by the thought of your kindness (oddly enough) or the fact that he caught himself in the act. either way.. even he notices that there's lots of other people parading for your love.. it's selfish of him to think so but no person can ever live up to you!

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・ㅤsilverㅤㅤ— the ever softer gentleman that you had caught snoozing his life away in a grassy field. out of the goodness in your heart you gently shook him awake, knowing full well there's classes about to start at the moment and from the uniform he adores its clear he was a student like you. the first thing you thought of was, "stunning" and you had actually paused to register the rare, glistening colors in his irises. honestly it's not fair how much natural beauty this random man you just met had effortlessly..

you learn that silver is the whole package deal. where he is kind, he is also strong. he holds the type of persona that would fight the world for you, avenge you, and love you unconditionally. okay technically you're starting to get lost in your concerningly vast imagination including silver but you honesty can't stop daydreaming because he's like the epitome of a prince(ss) wait he could be anyone's type right now.

silver is kind, and frustratingly sweet. you think that maybe it's your love story blooming when he gingerly ties the stem of various flowers together and place it in your forehead. a craft he learned from when he was bored in his childhood. you feel like someone when he casts you the softest gaze you've ever seen in your life and it's breathtaking. since when did life move by so fast that you're comfortable napping amongst the vast green field together?

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・ㅤmystery characterㅤㅤ— the one who witnesses, the one who knows the feelings of all these puny idiots towards you. the one who will remain a viewer to your story, and perhaps never make a debut for the main leading role, your love interest. if he can't get in your story, then he will drag you in his whether you like it or not. do you still remember him..? because he would have never forgotten your face since that day.

he refuses to let your story end with that silver haired buffoon who won't get half the luxuries you deserve.. this can't be.. you just can't have an ending where you're happy with someone that's not him...

[starandcloud]

And They Were Roomates

Civilian!Y/N x Simon Riley

Tw: Alcohol, older male friends

Word Count: 815

Y/N and Simon have been living together as roommates for almost three years at this point. Y/N had grown used to Simon's absence, you weren't aware of where he worked. But he paid his half of the rent, so you really didn't care. You weren't expecting to come home to Simon sitting on the couch, decked out in his hoodie, sweatpants, and hello kitty socks. All of which you had bought for him for Christmas.

"Business trip end early?"

You asked as you set your messenger bag down on the ground, and started to take your shoes off. Your skirt brushed over the floor as you took a step towards the kitchen.

"Yeah, something like that Sunshine"

Playfully you rolled your eyes and opened the fridge.

bread, left over mac-n'-cheese, samich stuff... none of this looks good for dinner...

"Do you want take out Simon?"

You asked as you leaned over the back of the couch, reading whatever documents he was working on over his shoulder.

"Sure, whatcha thinkin'? Chinese?" "You read my mind~"

You said as you gently patted both of his shoulders then picked up your phone.

"Anything special?" "Noodles. The good ones. And that chicken you got that one time."

You couldn't help but laugh at Simon's terrible memory.

"Alright, alright. Are you going to have anyone over?" "Johnny?" "Yeah, him."

Simon had to think about that for a moment, looking at his phone for a minute.

"Would you mind?" "Of course not! I love Johnny!"

You said, making Simon smile gently and pick up his phone.

"I'll get him some noodles and chicken too, I think he'd like them."

You said as you watched Simon call Johnny, you had liked his friend since you first met him. Johnny matched your chaotic energy and often endorsed in your stupid ideas but, more importantly? He made Simon happy, and that's all you cared about.

Hours passed, it was about twelve AM now. The three of you were all intoxicated and... Y/N had never really noticed how nice it was to hear Simon laugh like he was. So carefree and happy, it was adorable.

"Shouldn't the kid get to bed?" "Hey! Fuck you! I'm twenty-five!"

Y/N yelled, defending themself before Johnny threw a couch pillow at them.

"Yeah, and I'm thirty-two. You're a kid!"

You scoffed and let yourself flop back against the floor. Your skirt had been swapped out for a pair of sweats and the turtle-neck had been switched for one of Simon's hoodies.

"Isn't that hoodie Simon's?"

Johnny asked before a loud, skin-on-skin, slap filled the room followed by a groan.

"Yeah, but Simon is nice enough to share his clothes with me."

You said, twirling your hand through the air. Watching how the light disappeared and reappeared as you shifted your fingers in front of the light, then away.

"Sunshine?"

You heard Simon's voice and you pushed yourself up.

"Yeah Si? What's up?" "Head to bed, it's late and you have classes tomorrow."

You nodded in agreement and stood up, grabbing your dirty dishes and alcohol you took a step towards the kitchen. A strong hand grabbed your arm and another took the plate from your hand.

"Give me these, go to bed. Johnny and I will pick up, you need the sleep."

Simon said, his chest rumbling as it pressed against your back. Gently leaning your head back, you hummed before softly saying.

"I can pick up after myself Mr. Riley~"

You said as you took back the dirtied dishes and disappeared into the kitchen, you heard hushed talking before laughter from Johnny as you put the porcelain in the sink and started to dump the alcohol down the sink before pausing.

It couldn't hurt if I drank what was left

You thought as you lifted the bottle to your lips. Chugging the chilled liquid, you felt it burn down your chest as you tried to finish it. Pulling the glass bottle away you quietly gasped for air, you listened to the talking just outside of the kitchen before dumping the rest out. Stumbling into the living room you expectantly stood by your door and waited for Simon. It didn't take long for him to notice you standing there. A quiet chuckle left his lips as he stood up and walked towards you. Wrapping his arms around you he gently rocked you.

"Sleep well Kid, I'm right next door if you need me."

Simon promised before sending you off to bed. Laying under your comforters you quietly smiled and started to drift off to sleep. Simon had been such a positive influence on you, and your life had been much easier since he moved in. The neighbors left you alone now and less people cat-called you when they saw Simon walking behind you. Maybe... Maybe you could fall for him..?

. .. ...

Nah, that's the alcohol talking.

[old-poptart]

Hello it’s been awhile! ^^ Can I request Yashiro, Kou, and Mitsuba(alive) with a rich s/o who just loves to spoil them to death. Like giving them with so many gift and take them out to random places that are expensive?

(Take your time and have a nice day💖)

a/n: HELLOOOOOO!! it has been a while! IM SO SORRY IM DOING REQUESTS THIS LATE I JUST NOW HAD MOTIVATION 😭😭😭 school is rotting me to tha core 🧟‍♀️ ANYWAYSS ONTO THE HEADCANONZ!

warnings: cute stuff :3

Yashiro 🐠, Kou 🍽️, and Mitsuba (alive) 📸 with their rich s/o:

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Yashiro 🐠:

"oh, you didn't have to!"

dawg this girl is HEAD OVER HEELS for typa stuff

like... you attractive, go romantic things like taking her out on dates n such, and spoil her?!? who are you bro cmon now

at first she was a lil hesitant n nervous to accept these luxuries from her s/o but she was soon accustomed to it 🤭

she finds it soooooo sweet and charming, it's a nice way to tell her you love her!

i can tell that she absolutely geeked out sm when you took her out on her first expensive, fancy date

scratch that, her actual real first date where she doesn't do all tha work 😭😭😭

(real tho)

she will try anything and everything to pay you back, even if she never truly will in her eyes

the fact you're so attentive to details too when doing your gift giving just baffles her and sends her right back to la la land

"i saw these earrings that matched your favorite brooch, they're not as big and fancy as the other ones i've given you but-"

"MARRY ME."

overall she thinks that your love language of gift giving is very sweet, but nothing can top your love for her awwwww

Kou 🍽️:

"for me?!"

oh it's a competition for this boy

we all know our young lil exorcist comes from money

he loves your gift giving! he saves every gift you give him, they remind him of you 🤗

he'll even save the receipts from expensive dates and pin em to a board or take pictures of them and save them in an album on his phone

he has to pay you back somehow!

kou is determined to make you feel just as spoiled and gifted as he is

he fights offers to pay for meals, gets you jewelry, buys you new makeup/hair products when he knows you ran out, overall homeboy is a sucker for getting you back unknowingly you're gonna get him back in a bigger and better way

bro is blushING whenever you take him out ona cute cheesy date

you'd def take a picture of him and he's in the most awkward, goofy agh pose but it's so cute ugh he's adorabul 😓😓😓😓

like HE LOOKS SO TENSE BUT HES SMILING SO NERVOUSLY N HIS FANGS RGAGAGAGAGH

mb got carried away but yes this boy is a ray of sunshine take him out more spoil him to death

Mitsuba 📸:

"of course you'd spoil a cute guy like me!"

i don't know much about alive! mitsuba, but i do have a grasp that he isn't as cocky and is actually kinder

of course i feel like he'd show his true colors when he gets more comfortable with you further down the relationship LAMAOOA

dawg is so flustered n genuinely cheesing when he accepts one of the many expensive gifts from you

"FOR MEEEE?!!!!"

as yall get more comfortable with each other, he starts getting more snarky with his comments and reactions 💀

like like liekeoiek

"these hair clips are cute, but they'll never be as cute as me! obviously you'd wanna see me wear these so you can photograph me and save it for later!"

deep down he really admires the thought and effort you put into these gifts n spoiling him

blud was so nervous on his first fancy date LAMOOOO

he did NOT know what to do, bro couldn't even pronounce the dishes on the menu 😭😭😭

help him sound them out please

he'll try to make an attempt to give you back but horribly fails, at least he'll always have pictures of you at those dates to save

HOPE YOU ENJOY!

-ooga :D

[memyselfandmya]

7 days until JWCT

So this is how it's going to go. We got a new clip released today so that's the first thing I'm going to talk about and it'll be below this paragraph. After that, there's going to be a "keep reading" section and below that will be my 1st episode reactions. Please, please, please, if you haven't yet watched the episode don't click that or you might end up getting spoiled and I'd hate for that to happen. You have been warned.

Okay, now for the fun stuff!!

So here's the new clip ^^^ We've got another look at Darius and the allosaurus but ALSO we got revealed some very critical information. 1. Darius has gained some notoriety and worked for the Department of Prehistoric Wildlife . Well, technically this isn't very new because at the end of CC we saw that Darius is doing ted talks and stuff. 2. Darius is hunting a dinosaur, specifically the allosaurus. This demonstrates such an interesting shift in his character from the character who once fought for dinosaurs. Now, obviously we see that Darius is still protecting some dinosaurs, all but one. 3. Darius is trying to avenge Brooklynn. This is what gives us a lot of insight into what Darius' character will be like in the show and I'll go into further depth of that when I review the 1st episode. 4. Darius isn't a complete recluse!! Yayy!! Granted, he still lives alone in an isolated cabin in the woods and mostly ignores people, but he still talks to people and gets out some. Also more on this from the 1st episode.

I'm trying to be careful of what I say in this part so that I don't accidentally spoil anything in the 1st episode so this is where I'm going to end this new clip post.

now. The new episode. This feels like the secret gossip session of the sleepover in the middle of the night. So, hello to everyone who has watched the 1st ep, you ready for this?

So here are some of the screenshots I took with the nublar six roblox characters! They're not real but I still love them and Yasmina acknowledged me.

With every new release, I see more and more of what creators are saying about the show being much darker and what Paul was saying about D's character. This hunt that Darius is going on in order to avenge Brooklynn? Insane. And you can tell he's going crazy about this, like the talking to her voicemail to bring himself comfort? Sobbing. Him feeling guilty about her death? Kill me now. Darius getting flashbacks? Absolute perfection. I have no complaints about this episode except it felt way too short. 24 minutes never felt so fast.

Darius and Brand have my heart, I'm glad we got to see their relationship especially in the first episode. Darius eating spray cheese from a dirty mug, wtf dude please get some help. And Brand suggesting he talk to the others? Adorable.

It's so interesting to see the way that dinosaurs have been incorporated into the world. Like you have this radio station talking about dinosaurs, dino brand cereal, the DPW, and Dark Jurassic.

ALSO, let's talk about that. Never did I think that Ben would be one of the people actually on dark jurassic. Like "we're actually an online community of like minded individuals who-" BEN PLEASE😭 you're such a dork I love you <3

Now I'm going to talk about the trailer at the end in tomorrow's post because there's so much I have to say.

[untilwedont]

Heart To Heart

I love you.

PAIRINGS: Ethan Landry x Male!Reader

Summary: In which the reader meets a terrible fate during his time alone.

Warnings: Reader death, mentions of blood

A/N: This was inspired by the script I made for my og character, Max, who is the love interest for Ethan <3 Script is at the end of this blog :D

You sat on the your couch in your dorm, flipping through different channels, trying to find a good one. You were interrupted from a vibration in your pocket. It was your phone. You took it out and looked at the caller ID. ‘Eth 💕’. You smiled and answered the call, putting your phone to your ear.

“Hello?” You asked.

“Hey M/N, just making sure you’re alright.” Ethan asks through the phone.

“Yeah Eth, I’m fine. Are you guys at the subway?”You ask, getting up from the couch and walking over to the kitchen, putting the call on speaker mode.

“Yeah, just arrived. It’s packed here so we should be safe.” You could hear the sounds of people talking through the phone.

“Alright baby, stay safe alright?” You tell him, leaning against the kitchen counter.

“You stay safe. I love you.” He responds back. You could tell he was smiling through the phone.

“I love you too.” A grin appeared on your face as you ended the call. You pulled out a box of macaroni and cheese from the cabinet, but you were interrupted once again by another phone called, this time it was an unknown caller.

You hesitated for a sec but decided to pick it up, placing the phone to your ear.

“Hello?” You asked curiously.

“Hello, M/N. It seems to me that you’re just asking to die. You have a death wish, don’t you?” You recognized that voice on the other side of the phone. It was the voice that constantly terrorized not only you, but your friends.

“What do you want from me?” You ask, turning around and speed walking to the front door, making sure it was locked.

“Nothing more than to slit your throat and watch you gurgle on your blood as you try to gasp for air.” The other voice on the line said. Damn, that was descriptive..

“Nice try fucker, but every window and door in this dorm is locked.” You responded back, a bit of panic starting to set in you.

You walked back to the Kitchen to grab the largest knife you could find as a defense weapon, keeping it close to you.

“It'd be a shame If I was already inside your dorm, wouldn't it? Or what if I had your precious little Ethan chained up right beside me?” He was clearly trying to get under your skin, but you wouldn’t fall for his tricks.

“Bullshit. Ethan's already at the subway.” You responded, sitting back down on the couch and turning the TV off.

“Oh really? Why don’t you look at the picture i sent you and tell me what you see.” The voice replied. You put the call on speaker and looked at your messages. You saw a message from the same person you were talking to.

You clicked on it and it revealed a photo. It was a photo of Ethan. He’d been chained to what seemed like a pole.. his face was bloody and bruised. Your heart sank, “I swear to God if you laid a hand on him!” You yelled, taking the call off speaker mode and putting it back to your ear.

You grabbed your shoes to put them on before running towards the front door of your dorm. You opened it and was suddenly met with a stab in the stomach and ghostface staring at you.

You screamed out in pain as they took the knife out of you. You tried closing the door but they forced it open. You ran behind the couch, pleading for him to leave as your hand covered your wound. You were trapped in such a tiny space with nowhere to go. They were blocking the entrance and exit.

“Please, please don’t hurt me!” You cried out. It hurt to breathe. Ghost face didn’t comply with your plead. Instead he ran onto the couch and over it, catching you off guard. They fell onto the floor, but only before slashing your shoulder, bringing you down with them. You screamed as they got up, attempting to pierce their knife between your eyes.

You kicked their leg as hard as you could, watching them fall back to the ground. You got up and ran toward your bedroom, closing the door and locking it. You cried in pain as you grabbed your phone from your pocket and dialed Ethan’s number.

Your hands were so bloody that it made it hard to type his digits in, but you were successful. Ghostface tried to get into the room and you screamed and cried for them to leave you alone.

Ethan picked his phone up.

“Hello?” He asked calmly.

“Ethan, their here! Ghostface is in the dorm right now! Ethan, please help me, i don’t wanna die!” You spoke fastly as you began to hyperventilate, backing up against a wall. The knife you originally had fell onto the ground outside.

“Wow, calm down baby, you’re talking too fast. What’s going on?” He asked, his tone turning more concerned.

“Ghostface is trying to kill me, ethan!” You screamed and cried, “Please, leave me alone!” You cried as ghostface continued to try to get into your room.

“Ethan, I don’t wanna die! Im so scared, Ethan!” Tears poured out your eyes as you feared for your life. The only thing between you and ghostface killing you was the door. “What? O-okay, uh- is there anyway you can get out? Like the window, have you tried the window??” Ethan asked through the phone, his voice clearly becoming more panicky. “Ethan I wouldn’t make it- Wait, no, stay back! Please, don’t hurt me!” You pleaded and cried.

Ethan frantically called your name as you screamed for your life, until the screams came to a stop. You slid against the wall as you felt your life coming to an end. Ghostface left you, but not after stabbing you multiple times in the chest. This was it. It was your final moments on earth as a hopeless teen who only hoped to survive.

Ghostfaces job was done… and so was Ethan’s.

A/N: I didn’t finish the script since I was too lazy but lmk if you want me too 😵😵

[ultra-raging-ghost]

Hello again :D

As it has been a difficult week with no cucuhalo, i would like to humbly request your Nacho hc's, I must find a way to cope... And Nacho with their little (probably paper plate) mask seems to be the perfect thing

NACHO HCS!!! Nacho is my absolute beloved ill spread the HCs to yall like bird seed once more <33

theres speculation around the office that Nacho's gun is just a toy gun or that its like a really well painted nerf gun, but nobody can confirm or deny bc on one hand nachos a kid, on the other hand theyre cucuruchos kid so they wouldnt put it past him to give them a real gun, and also they cant get it away from them to check (its a real gun)

Nacho has their own special fed assignments to carry out in the office (unlike the ones on the clipboard they yoinked) which is usually just little stuff, but occasionally cucurucho will be like "hey go tell fred if he doesnt get this on my desk by friday ill use his skin as paper while i do it for him" and nacho will be like OKAY :D and go tell him, which usually is met with horror but cucurucho gets to giggle from his office while he watches through the window with popcorn

Nacho likes to dress up in many kinds of frilly outfits, most of them being white, but usually struggles because theyre a baby and theyre hard on their clothing. Oftentimes they dont pick up their feet yet and step all over the back of jeans or skirts they wear or get grass and dirt stains on their little white shoes or on their sleeves <3

They keep having to replace their mask bc they are just a baby and see it like ass their face, so when they eat oftentimes they initially try to eat through the mask's mouth which results in grilled cheese or peas or soda getting all over the mask. They insist on a new one every time, its very important!!!! Thats their face, they cant just walk around without their face!!!

I like to think nachos ears are real and alongside this they have a cute little bear tail that wags when theyre happy (if youve ever had a dog with a nub tail you know what i mean)

Nacho likes to go mirmirmir in cucus lap while he works at his desk, they are so very little and they are so very eepy they need their mid day nap with their papa bear its a requirement non negotiable (cucus doesnt mind bc thats his egg ofc but doesnt love how the workers tend to coo when they enter his office.... hes so big and scary and definitely not a good caring father)

This is semi cannon but i like to think Nachos like the addams family kids/nanny mcfee kids in those two movies and that they keep getting assigned different babysitters (usually bunny ones) and keep tormenting them and making them run away <3

[choccyhearts]

A Collection of Steddie Thoughts For You

Note: Hello!! It's good to be back ^_^ While I was away, I've been daydreaming about Steddie x reader so much and I need to share

CW: 18+!!, NSFW headcanons at the bottom but aren't too detailed or graphic, g/n reader, r's genitals not mentioned, oral sex m and r receiving, penetrative sex, daddy kink, d/s dynamic mentioned, mentions of getting high, plz lemme know if I missed anything

Getting a new boyfriend is always so exciting and fun! But...what if you got another new boyfriend...who was also your boyfriend's new boyfriend?

That's how it started; you and Eddie Munson longtime friends slowly falling into each other as lovers, enjoying the honeymoon phase much to the envy of mutual friend (and secret crush) Steve Harrington, only for him to end up invited into your lives, relationship, and hearts.

Now, the three of you are inseparable (well, as much as you can be in a small town with an even smaller mind...)

Anyways, on to the fun....

Sfw:

The three of you piling onto a king-size mattress every night, separating from each other at some point but finding yourselves twisted together again by the morning.

Steve and Eddie like taking turns cooking breakfast, claiming you deserve your beauty rest and to be served like royalty

You and Steve sitting in the front of his car, parked at a drive-in movie and Eddie pops up dramatically from the backseat floor, gasping for air as if he wasn't begging to be the one snuck in.

Sitting on Eddie's lap and playing his guitar, his fingers guiding yours as Steve watches from across the room, heart melting.

Always having a dance partner wherever you go (usually Eddie). Eddie loves indulging in the joy or excitement you express through little dances and hyper movement and wants to encourage you so he joins in. Anything to keep the smile on his baby's sweet face.

Steve will join you if it's something he can either hold you close to sweetly, romantically and innocently...or not so innocently...*cough* man LOOOOVES grinding with you in dark bars and clubs *cough*.

On this topic, this isn't reallyyyy Steddie related...but I need it out, fuck does Steve love MJ. His albums have scored many a impromptu at home dance break or steamy makeout session. I just think it's the raw energy MJ has that entices Steve and he loves how effortlessly he can sweep a lady off her feet in the music videos and that's how he wants to make you and Eddie feel all the time. Steve may be an idiot, but he isn't dumb. He knows you and Eddie go ga ga over him and he knows he's attractive so he loves making the both of you flustered with his sensual energy and suave nature.

Steve having to witness yours and Eddie's weed fueled antics. Such as chasing trailer park kitties and begging Steve to take one home (he didn't enjoy having to be the bad guy).

But don't worry, he caves and you guys get a healthy kitty from a shelter...and return a few months later to get a labrador pup for Stevie cause his heart craves a little animal to love.

Eddie giving you and Steve massages that make you see God. Like actual massages, this isn't the NSFW part yet. He has such strong and skilled hands from all his little hobbies and having to fix his van so often. He loves getting to make his partners feel so good (😈)

Finding random hairs in random places....come on, ya'll are all gonna be shedding, if not just the two boys alone would. You haven't seen either boyfriend in hours but you just pulled a Stevie hair from your shirt and an Eddie hair from your own hair.

Eddie taking you all on a graveyard date. A sweet little picnic of Eddie Munson's famous mac n cheese (barely warm), sliced up fruits, cookies, your favorite drinks...all on a thick black blanket taken from the back of his van. It's beautiful under the stars and full moon, your boys holding on to you and basking in your warmth. Crickets chirp, little paws scamper over leaves and...is that...a growling sound under ground?....eh, oh well, you guys are too in love and in your own world to notice if there was a zombie outbreak

Steve goes for runs as a part of his morning routine, donning the same pair of navy short shorts and tennis shoes every day. Eventually, Eddie decides to join after he notices how much good it does for his boyfriend's thighs and ass (👀)

Soon, it becomes a regular occurrence to see a shirtless Eddie Munson jogging, wearing a similar pair of short shorts as Steve, just in black. The community at first thinks he's acting suspicious, a part of something they'd see on the news later...but it never happens. What does happen is the ladies, and some gentlemen, of Hawkins have taken to going outside more often...coincidentally at the same time Eddie or Steve are out for their usual run...

Jokingly squeezing Stevie's titties (🫠)

"You're so cute, I could just eat you up" Steve 🤝 "I love you so much, I wanna cut you open and live inside" Eddie

Eddie writes songs about both of you, kepeing them to himself until he's perfected them for you both to hear

You each feel like you've found your forever home. It may not be as conventional as you each probably envisioned for your future but it's so much better.

Nsfw:

Getting soft, slow, romantic, passionate, hot sex with Stevie and goofy, nasty, spicy, lustful, hungry sex with Eddie. The two of them getting a weird combo of them both when it's just them.

You adapt to whatever they throw at you and also keep them on their toes too. You love teasing them, showing your strength and that you can always handle what they give you. You act as their rock, comforting them when either of them gets emotional in any way. They both have slight issues with intimacy and having an added person can make things a bit overwhelming and each of you is understanding and caring.

Sometimes when you're too sleepy to get in the mood, you tell them to just do it next to you so you have something to fall asleep to. They do it of course, going even harder than usual to make a scene.

Sucking on Stevie's titties -- you occasionally make eye contact with Eddie whose latched on to his other one.....

They allow you to dominate them -- sometimes seriously and sometimes they keep you in subspace as they let you do what you please to them, being the sweetest, loviest softest dom daddies ever😵‍💫

S: "Aw, look at you, getting your daddies to do whatever you want them too...you're doing so well, keep going, Daddy still has a little fight to him...aren't you just the cutest dom to ever live..."

E: "Look at you, baby, so strong taking whatever you want from Daddy...good job, you're so strong, so dominant, baby...learned from the best, huh?..."

(This isn't totally NSFW really but idk, this is still daddy kink so...) Getting what the guys refer to as "daddy sandwiches", which is where they both smother your face in kisses at the same time. It's usually to cheer or rile you up, and they both love it. They just love loving on you.

Taking care of both of their morning woods, ducking under the sheets as they slowly wake up

Fucking in Eddie's van and someone at some point banging their head on the ceiling

While they both like to watch the other fuck you, it's usually Eddie that hides out of sight and watches as Steve brings you orgasm multiple times, touching himself slowly as to not give away his presence

But you also love being a little voyeur, watching your two boys love on each other, their muscles flexing and shining in the moonlight, their hands looking soooo pretty while wrapped around each other's cocks

Steve sloppily making out with you while Eddie goes down on you under the kitchen table

Licking at Steve's irresistible puckered hole as he slams in and out of Eddie🥲

2 boyfriends means 2 mouths and that just means more hickies

2 boyfriends also means lots of attention during aftercare, one going off to get you what you need as the other holds you against his chest, softly whispering words of encouragement and praise

sigh....🫠🩷

[thedomesticanthropologist]

Hello!!

I got a wicked little idea, in my wicked little brain and so I thought I'd share the idea in hopes that a good writer can turn it into reality >:D

I wondering if you could write something about Halsin x Tav x Astarion with a AFAB Tav where Tav and Astarion basically plan to jump Halsin (not that they would need to, he'd happily go with his lovers anywhere if they asked) and tie him up and basically use him as their own personal charcuterie board.

I don't know if you've seen that picture of Halsin licking fruit juice off of his arm, but that's what inspired this thought!

Tav and Astarion (it was all Astarions idea of course) tie Halsin up and lay a variety of fruits, vegetables, jams, crackers, cheeses and of COURSE honey on his naked body and eat it off of him~

Well Tav would be eating it, Astarion would just have fun teasing him. Maybe even have himself a little drinky drink. But Tav would be having their own fun licking and biting his body as they ate.

I hope you like this idea as much as I did!

(and of course no pressure to write it!! <3)

I will post this for another writer to see, but I'm currently 2 WIPS behind on promised stories for humans so I can't take on another one right now

It's cute! If I were to write it, I'd have to have them get Halsins permission first cause his trauma in the underdark has maybe some conflict with being kidnapped and tied up and used that way? I might be over thinking it. But as a triad, they could explain the game, get permissions, and then Halsin would have to wait for DAYS building up anticipation not knowing when he's going to get stolen for an evening of pleasure and attention

I think this could work with a little modification

Happy writing to whoever picks it up!

[jessysapphireblue]

Sweet as an angel Luffy x Oc

Nicknames included are Lu and Je. Female is a born magician without a Devil Fruit, but you can use it as y/n since nothing else is mentioned.

when you first came abord the Merry, you escaped from a traumatic past with the Marines and since your mother was a pirate, you felt more safe with them then anyone. It took some time and a lot of patience to be back to your happy self again but you managed. The straw hats grew to be your family, and in Luffy, you found the comfort and happiness you have seem to lost so long ago.

Now, 2 years later after and in the new world, it was finally a calm day to relax. "Hello, Sanji", you said with a smile as you entered the kitchen. "MELLORINE!!!", sanji swooned to you, making you chuckle at his antics, as you were never mad at that. "what can I get you, my honorable Goddess~" "I just wanted to ask if I can make some dessert for later? I can cover you so you can go bathing", you smiled softly at him, your hands behind your back as Sanji froze. "Sanji?", you asked him as he came back from his trance. "why did this stupid rubber captain landed an literal Goddess?!" He looked so broken and hurt and she touched his shoulder. "Don´t worry, sanji. Somewhere is a woman who waits just for you, her shining prince!" "Do you mean it?", he looked at her with big eyes, lip almost quivering. "Yes! Believe me, ok? And if someone breaks your heart, she get her ass whoopin for a lifetime!", you said, determinated, as Sanji was so touched before he left the kitchen.

Standing behind the counter, you started to make a passion fruit cheesecake, when the door was burst open. "SANJI!!!", Luffy yelled loudly, arms outstretched. "Sanji is bathing, I´m making dessert, Lu" "Dessert?!", he began to shine and joined your side in a sec, arms wrapped tightly around your waist, his head resting on your shoulder while peeking at the cake with a soft drool. "It´s not ready yet", she said and turned your head to kiss his temple, making him whine. "But it looks so good! when is it done?" "In a couple of hours. The cream cheese must get more solid" "HOURS?! Je", he began to whine, making you laugh as you scooped a big portion with a fresh spoon, holding it out for him. His eyes began to shine before opening his mouth and you feed him, making him sparkle. "So good!!!" "Yeah?" "mmh! More!" "When I have something over, ok?" "buh...", he pouted, burried his nose into your neck, making you laugh. "Je, pls...mmh~ for me" "No. Later" "But you´re always weak to me!" "Yes, I know nut I need to stand my ground", you admitted and looked everywhere besides your boyfriend, who used his stretching to an unfair advantage. "Your devil Fruit won´t work on me" "What if I pay you with kisses?" "Lu", you began to whine, knowing how much you loved to kiss his cheek and vice versa.

In that moment, the door opened and Robin came in. "Oh? Am I interrupting you two?", she chuckled. "Robin, tell Je she should give me her cake now" "No. The cream has to sit, like I said" "Je!", Luffy began to protest as Robin chuckled again. "Luffy? Franky said he has to show you something that you´d like" "really?!", he beamed and dashed out, as you quickly finished the cake and stored it away. "Robin, you´re a lifesaver! What would you like? Tea, Coffee?" "Oh, the coffee you make from the passion beans I´d like" "It would be my pleasure", you smiled and went to work, as Robin watched you. "Right, Nami asked for a cup of fennel tea and some of your cookies for a break" "I got it covered", you smiled and presented Robin her coffee.

It was later after you gave Nami her tea, and Sanji being back in the kitchen, you strolled on deck as "NO-JE!", you turned around but too slow, causing Luffy to crash fully into you, sending you flying over the deck, almost hitting the wall before you began to laugh loudly, since his hands were on your tickleish spots, making him grin and abuse you to the point you wheezed with laughter and he finally stopped. "Oh...hah...you...he...get revenge" "If you catch me!", he laughed and jumped up, running away as you heard him laughing, and you running behind it. It was an endless game of chase until you sneaked around and tackled him down the slide into the grass. Both of you laughing as you made him room to sit up, causing you to cup his cheeks and kiss him. He went directly silent and you pulled away, your thumb gliding over his cheek in a gentle movement. "Je" "Yes?" "Why do you never stretch my skin?" "Why? Well, because I fell for you and not your devil fruit", you simply said and looked at him with so much love, you swore his cheeks went slightly pink. Taking one of your hands, he placed it over his heart as you could feel the beat. "Is this normal? Whenever you kiss me, and especially look at me like I am some kind of tasty meat, my hearts beats like crazy!" "It´s normal, yes. Nothing is wrong with your heart" "Is yours beating also like this?" "yes. But don´t touch me. If Nami or Sanji sees that-" In one swift movement, you were trapped in his arms, face burried in your hair. "Mine! You´re mine!" "Luffy, until we draw our last breath, I´ll always be yours", you looked into his eyes before sealing your lips in a gentle kiss, almost like a breeze so fleeting did your lips touch. "Sometimes you´re sweet as candy" "You mean like the one time to tried to bite my cheek after you said I smell good?", you chuckled at him, brushing your nose against his. "No...like when we kiss, it feels right! Like so sweet you can´t get enough. Or when you hug me. It feels so safe! Like I´m wrapped in a soft blanket, knowing no one can hurt me...NOW I GET IT!", he looked straight at you, "Chopper and the rest said you´re like an angel! are you one?! Can you fly?!", he beamed and you simply laughed, standing up. "Who knows~" "Je! Come on, tell me!" "hmm~ a mystery should be a mystery", you only hummed and walked away, as Luffy walked behind you, demanding an answer, which only made you smile