#except that we're dorks

[bobosbillionsknives]

i think there are some good things about stampede but bro that episode with. the forking plants vash and knives is so weird. like......ik some weirdo has a weird incest pregnancy tenticle kink but put it in disguise

Honestly I can't really see anything redeeming from Stampede...I feel like none of the original ideas it brings to the table are interesting enough to stand strong on their own/give stampede a unique take on the original story. Especially when the biggest change is incest forced plantpreg nonsense. It seemed to be very obvious proship bait, especially with those seme uke ass redesigns. I just find it distasteful and disappointing. (I mean they literally found a way to make Vash shorter and smaller. They're identical twins ??? They just ignore how a huge part of the story is how similar they are ??? Because they're twins and that's important to the plot ,!!??) I don't really see how it can be defendable after that. There's just a better version of that story without that scene in there at all. 🤷‍♂️🤷‍♂️🤷‍♂️ #readtrimax #hatersstayhating

Except for Conrad's mustache. I do like that. I like including him in the plot more in general. I think it's bizarre that he's not focused on in Trimax as much bc he's literally the last living part of Vash and Knives' childhoods I mean helloooo !???? I still don't like how he thinks what Knives is doing is wrong, but that's not a Stampede specific problem that was a thing in the original too. In my head he's Knives #1 enabler and a huge reason why his personality is so abhorrent. Half of the tragedy of Knives' character is how normal and remorseful he could've been if he wasn't surrounded by abusers and enablers. Father son bonding....🤗💖

(He's still responsible for his own actions tho. Also a lot of the enablers he has he created but he doesn't know that tho idk it's complicated DONT WORRY ABT IT...)

[harrington-stevie]

outrageous lingerie | E.M.

Summary: You buy an exceptional underwear and your friends are making a deal for your own benefit.

Warnings: smut (18+ MDNI), oral (m receiving), masturbation (m receiving), vibrator playing

Word count: 2.9k

"Oh, you're totally going to wear this at the camping!" Robin squealed cheerfully while you were sitting on Nancy's bed as she finished packing her bag.

"No, I'm definitely not wearing this!" You rebut her idea and look at Nancy, who holds an amused smile on her face "Nancy Wheeler..."

"What?" She lifts her hands in surrender, holding back her wish to laugh "I mean, it should be fun. Come on, let's make a deal. If you do this, we'll give you two hundred"

"Woah, wait" Robin chimes in "I admit I'm pretty curious and excited to see how this works, but I am not gonna pay that much just for her to wear vibrating panties!"

You glare at her for being too loud and she shrinks back to sitting on the bed. And as this conversation wasn't embarrassing enough, Eddie seemed to have heard your commotion as he passed by Mike's bedroom. He halted in his tracks, walking backwards, stopping right in front of her door. You all snap your heads towards the curly haired man, who's mischievously grinning.

"Vibrating panties?" He asks and you throw them both a death stare "I'm in. How much are we talking about?"

"We" You interrupt "Are not doing anything"

"Please! I mean, the worst thing that can happen is for you to come in your pants" Robin stands next to you, snaking an arm around your shoulders "And you're making money out of it"

Eddie eagerly crosses his arms behind his back, still smiling at you as you roll your eyes in annoyance "Can I do it?"

"No"

"Please?" He begs.

"No"

"Then why did you even buy it?" Nancy asks, wriggling her eyebrows. She knew why you were willing to bring the piece of fabric to the camping. She was the one you went for help.

"Yeah, honey. Why not make good use of it since you spent your sweet money on that?" Eddie tries to convince you, but he's only making it rather worse.

"First of all, you were not supposed to hear this conversation. It's a girl talk" You shove your pointer finger on his chest and he snorts at you "And second, I wanted to do an experiment. I only asked Nancy if she had ever done it, but Robin is nosy as it is"

Your friend scoffs and pouts playfully "I am your best friend, you should've talked to me!"

"You're still a virgin, Buckley, no offense" You watch as she blushes and flips you off. "Okay, we're done with the conversation"

"How about we make it 50 each?" Eddie pressed.

Both girls shared a glance and agreed to his terms.

"Hey, this is not consensual. It's my underwear, you can't just force me to wear it!"

"It's good money, sweetie. We promise we won't tell Jonathan and Steve" Nancy goes back to finishing her bag.

"Yeah, because that wouldn't be the worst thing to ever happen"

"How would you even wear that out in the woods with all of us there anyway?" Eddie questions, confused with your idea.

"Nancy was going to help me and control the remote. Now, can we drop the conversation?"

But they didn't. Because now Eddie was curious why you picked Nancy to do that, when he could be the one just for the fun. But you bombed him with a pile of pillows, while he still mocked you and your idea. They still thought it would be a good idea if he did it and wouldn't shut up about it. Until you arrived at the far forest out of Hawkins. The place was peaceful and perfect for the moment, considering it wasn't cold nor was it hot. There was a wooden table by the lake, and there was enough space for your tent. You and Robin were sharing a tent, while Jonathan and Nancy would be sleeping together, but Eddie wanted to sleep in his own tent, leaving Steve out.

The entire day, while you were all enjoying the warm lake swimming and playing chicken, Eddie couldn't stop looking at you. He was being a dork and joking, yes, but he wasn't stupid. He couldn't stop thinking how it would happen if you wore the panties, and what you would look like wearing them. And it wasn't helping that you were wearing a nice matching bikini set, the bottom of it only being supported by the tied straps on the side.

You and Eddie were pretty close, intimate enough to make jokes of the kind, and even giving each other advice about sex life. Not that you actually needed them, and it's also not like you knew everything, but he was more inexperienced than you. He hadn't slept with many girls before. Even though it might look like he's a nerdy virgin, he definitely knows how to practice the art of being a tease. He knows you like his tattoo, he always makes sure to leave them showing whenever he wears a t-shirt, or when he's shirtless, like today. He lies on the floor above a spreaded sheet, leaning against his elbows as he gets sunbathed.

You try to avoid looking at the way his body hair trails down his stomach, reaching the waistband of his swim shorts. You love the way his abs contract when he leans back and his biceps become more prominent. And the realization that he's going to be the one in charge of the remote for the toy is giving you a headache. You tried not to make it too obvious that something was going on, because as soon as you put it on after taking a shower, it's when the show begins.

"Okay, so" He shoots you a smile, but you don't see it as comforting in any way "I'll give you the signal when Robin finishes her shower. We sit down and make our plates. You're done eating, I'll start"

Eddie says it with such an amused look, it's frightening you. You know what you signed up for. Not exactly signed up for it, but you're starting to regret buying it.

He's expectantly waiting for you to finally leave the community bathroom, clasping the remote in the pocket of his jeans as he helps Jonathan cook the sausages. Steve and Nancy are setting the table while Robin is the last to shower. You're stalling for time as you crouch in front of your bag, getting up the courage to finally go outside and sit with them at the table.

The toy is already resting against your cunt, you're wearing a skirt, and it feels completely strange. It's not an uncomfortable sensation, but it's not pleasant either. And the fact you have never tried it before seems to be another reason for you to rip it off. But the money. Think of the money. You take a deep breath and leave your tent, seeing Robin getting to her seat. You sit beside her and watch Eddie sitting across from you. He seems unfazed, holding the cutlery with both hands as it makes you feel relieved. You serve yourself and start eating.

One smooth movement and Eddie pushes the button for the first pattern. There are, like, 11 of them. In a subtle movement, your legs squeeze shut and you snap your head at him for a second. He's still eating his dinner like nothing really happened, both hands on sight. You look to your side, Robin clearly distracted talking to Steve about whatever. Fine, that wasn't bad, you could take it.

Not one minute later, he pushes the button to the fifth pattern that sends rhythmic waves of vibration. This one pushes you a little off to the edge of your seat, and it doesn't stop. When you look up at him, he's not looking back. But he's holding a smirk on his face when he eats a small piece of his omelet. Your knees start to falter when he changes the setting and the pace increases to something you can't exactly control.

There's a small faint buzz under the table, but the parallel conversation and the low music overcome the sound of it. You try to avoid giving it your attention and turn to Nancy, who's talking with Eddie naturally. And when Steve mentions your name about your last trip to Chicago, there's a jolt vibration cursing through your folds in a painful way and you almost buckle your hips.

"We got lost after we left the zoo and it took us almost one hour to find the others. And Dustin almost started crying to you, remember?" He asks in the midst of a chuckle and you force a laugh out.

You're going to fucking kill Eddie. He was not supposed to be doing this before you were finished eating. You swing one leg on top of the other to prevent the toy from continuing buzzing, but it's no use.

"He was so scared we wouldn't find them. And he gave Jonathan the biggest hug I've ev–" Your voice cracks all of a sudden and you glare at Eddie, who's seemingly enjoying your struggle. "God, I think it was a bug"

He snorts. Robin knows the reason behind your abruptness, but she's more discreet than he is. Steve resumes the conversation, not even noticing the way you sit uncomfortable. You can't stop shuffling on your seat, while Eddie keeps changing the patterns to whatever he wants. It doesn't get any better when you stop focusing on the conversations, feeling the waves of vibration tingling against your pussy. It becomes insufferable when you notice him glancing at you with a glint in his brown doe eyes, his head resting against his hand while the other hand stays under the table and he watches you.

You send him a knowing look and he smiles widely, pushing the button again and the same jolt wave hits your bundle of nerves. You squeal unwittingly and buckle upwards, the toy playing over your clit starts making you feel in complete shock from the sudden pleasure you're feeling. Your friends all look at you with creased brows and you send them a forced smile.

"Oh my God" You wince with the new patterned wave and force yourself up "I think this sausage is making me sick!"

You feel the lame excuse weighing over your shoulders when you leave the table, running out to the bathroom, screaming like there was really something wrong with the sausage. You lean over the sink, hands gripping the edge with shaking fingertips. Eddie doesn't really bother to turn it off even when you're not on the table, because the toy works from a good range and you hate it.

He stands by the doorframe, arms crossed against his chest and the same dirty smile on his face. You can see the remote against his palm and huff. "Can you give me a fucking break?"

"No can do, sweetie"

You shove him by the shoulders, walking past him as you round the community bathroom. There's a slight distance between the trees you're standing against and the table by the lake. They can't see or hear you.

"Where the hell are you going?" He asks as he follows behind, trying to catch up on you.

"To get my revenge"

"What-" You startle him as your hand flies down to his crotch and he stumbles back "The fuck are you doing?"

You slightly squeeze his bulge and Eddie lifts his head from his growing arousal to you, but he can only see your lopsided smile as a response.

"Okay, you wanna play that game?" He changes the pattern and the vibration sends you to a frenzy, your legs squeezing shut immediately.

"Eddie, please-"

"Yes, sweetheart?" His voice is almost a nagging, honeyed tone that he makes sure to use when you're this vulnerable.

"Eddie, I swear to God!" Your hands fumble with his belt, grazing the skin of his happy trail. He looks down at your fingers that quickly unzip his jeans and lower them.

He keeps pressing the buttons, changing the pace of the waves. You're in a mixture of pleasure and pain. The high and low of the toy makes you squirm.

"What the hell are you trying to do, sweetheart?" Eddie's voice drops an octave when you pull his boxer down and finally grip his cock tightly.

"Revenge" You respond with eyes locked on him. He immediately throws his head back and groans when you stroke him, but you freeze your movements and he snaps his eyes open. "See? Not so good when I do that, right?"

He wraps his hands around your fist and pulls you down to the grass with him, making you fall flat on his chest as he keeps his gaze at you. It only takes a second for you to forget the vibrator between your legs before you buckle your hips again. Your face is contorted and Eddie seems dumbfounded when he notices you're giving in to the game. He slowly holds your hand and slides it down to his aching cock again.

"Just... don't stop, okay?" He asks, uncertain. But you nod and start pumping him, using your thumb to collect his wetness, spreading the precum along his shaft. "Fuck, that's good sweetie"

He forgets the remote for a moment, relishing on your gentle fingers wrapping him up and down. His hips thrust upwards against your hand, losing his line of reasoning as he throbs into your hand. You rip him off his daze with a low moan, spreading your legs apart as you roll your hips against nothing.

Eddie presses another button and the vibration against your clit quickens, making you lightheaded, feeling your heart pounding against your chest. He's still fucking your hand absentmindedly, cursing through his teeth. You're both a mess of groans and whimpers, not even giving a shit about your friends.

"Eddie-" You feel the wetness of your pussy dripping down your ass, the fabric is soaking and you can't seem to be bothered about it.

"Ye- Yes, sweetie" He grunts when you squeeze his tip and stroke him up and down, rubbing your thumb over and back on the head of his cock "Oh fuck"

He hits the back of his head against the tree and changes the pattern in response to your movement. While you twist your hand around his length, you feel the jolt wave hit your swollen nub and it makes your arms become wobbly. You watch as he slowly starts to crumble down when you run your fingertips softly against his frenulum, flicking it from side to side.

Eddie knows he pushed the last pattern, meaning the jolt is three times more powerful and, thereafter, you're going to cum pretty soon. But he's in a shocked state when you suddenly dive your head down his slick cock, your mouth wrapping around his girth and your tongue savoring his taste. His hand rushes to the back of your head, grabbing a fistful of your hair.

You're in a blissful stupor of lust and you don't care. You and Eddie have been too close for like forever, and you don't think this would ruin your friendship. You feel too comfortable and safe and it's obvious how attractive he is. You bob your head up and down, sliding your mouth to the base of his cock, your throat almost swallowing his tip.

"Sweetheart, I'm gonna-" He hisses when you hollow your cheeks. And when he throbs inside your mouth, you feel your own apex building up in a twisting knot in your stomach. You only pull back to breathe and heave his name.

His hands are still tangled in your head, pulling you back only a few inches just so see him fucking your mouth. His eyes drift to your parted legs, your rolling hips and your glistening pussy that sparkles with the moonlight. Eddie hears you whimpering against his cock and praises you. He watches your belly contort and takes a sharp inhale when he sees you're finally coming. Your hips halt and you start to convulse under him, your legs immediately closing as you still cum in your panties.

You roll your tongue on the tip of his cock and suck him off, draining the life out of his body. It feels like there's something about to snap inside of him when you unconsciously push the panties to the side after your orgasm and you leave your glistening pussy exposed for him to see you. It's the uphold he needs to finally come undone. He spurts inside of your mouth, he forgets the remote was still clasped in his hand. That's the reason why you pulled the fabric to the side. You take all of him, using your tongue to overstimulate him and bring him to the edge of hysteria.

You pull back and lick your lips with his dick still on your hand, and you look up at him with hazy eyes. He's smiling at you lazily, his curls are messy and he feels the blood rushing through his veins as his head pounds.

"Shit, that was so... incredible" He pants. You help him pull his jeans up and he leans against the grass.

You're still exchanging glances. The staring doesn't make you blush, it makes you feel... eager. It makes you want to cling to him. He feels a shift between you two. You didn't seem to notice your skirt had ridden up. Neither had you seen your how wet and exposed your pussy was, but the sexual tension was still in the air and Eddie didn't give you time to recollect yourself when he caught you and latched his lips against yours.

Your first reaction was to cradle his face with both hands, his tongue sliding against yours in a feverish, but quick kiss. He slithered one hand down your waist and pulled your skirt down, squeezing your ass "We're not done yet, sweetheart. Can you meet me here later?"

You only nod, speechless at his sudden action towards you. He helps you up and you walk down the path leading to the tents, where you grab your bag and follow to the bathroom, finally getting rid of the soaked panties. Your legs are still shaking when you change it to a new underwear and clean yourself. You feel the headrush taking over you at the thought of meeting Eddie later.

He most definitely wasn't thinking when he gave the idea. He didn't know how it would end up and now, as he sits next to Jonathan while they smoked a joint, he can't stop thinking about fucking you senseless in your tight little skirt under the moonlight.

You're not even sure how your friends are going to react when they hear how the story turned out.

@kellyxo1 @sammybrrr @zafetycar @andvys @hellfire--cult @skeltnwrites @stevie-petey @ghost-proofbaby

[airbiscuitz]

“If I kissed you right now, would you hate me?”

𓇼 ⋆.˚ 𓆉 𓆝 𓆡⋆.˚ 𓇼

Summary: After a surf session gets interrupted by a sudden downpour, you and JJ take shelter under a lifeguard tower. Despite being soaked and shivering, JJ keeps the mood light with his usual humor—until he unexpectedly blurts, “If I kissed you right now, would you hate me?” What follows is a sweet, rain-soaked moment filled with laughter, teasing banter, and a long-awaited kiss that shifts everything between you. Beneath the sound of the rain and JJ’s jokes about haunted towers and ghost surfers, something real begins.

Pairing: JJ Maybank x Reader

Word count: 1k

Warnings: None!

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟

The rain hit like a surprise drumline, crashing down just as you and JJ were lugging your boards out of the water. One second, the sky was a soft silver haze, and the next, it broke open like someone tipped over a bucket the size of the Atlantic.

You both ran for the nearest shelter: an old lighthouse tower with peeling white paint and a loose bolt that squeaked every time the wind pushed. You huddled under it, wet hair plastered to your forehead, legs pulled up to your chest, shivering slightly.

JJ flopped down next to you, his board balanced behind him, and casually qiped salt water off his face like this wasn't the first time he'd ended up soaked under questionable beach structures. 

“Didn't know we signed up for the storm package,” he joked, elbowing you gently.

“Next time I'll ask Mother Nature to chill.”

You huffed a laugh, pulling your body closer. “She's dramatic today.”

He leaned back on his hands, rain dripping off the ends of his blond curls, still grinning like he'd just pulled off a prank. “I kind of love it though. It's like… we're in a moody indie movie.”

“Oh, totally,” you said, glancing sideways at him. “We're just one sad acoustic guitar away from winning Sundance.”

JJ laughed. “I'll write the soundtrack. Track one: ‘Wet Sand, Wet Socks, Full Heart.’ “

You rolled your eyes, but you were smiling. JJ had that way of making everything–detours, delays, even being drenched in a downpour–feel like part of some grand ridiculous adventure.

For a few moments, you just listened to the rain. The beach was empty except for a few stubborn gulls and your abandoned flip-flops, slowly filling with water. JJ stretched out a leg, his foot brushing yours, and didn't move it. He kept talking , though–nonsense stuff, mostly. 

“This lighthouse tower’s probably haunted, right? Like, definitely a ghost surfer named Brad who drowned in 1986 and now spends eternity making people wipe out.”

“Poor Brad,” you murmured, deciding to go along. “He probably still wears neon board shorts.”

JJ tilted his head dramatically. “Rest in peace, bro.”

You giggled, and that's what when he went quiet.

It was the kind of pause that felt…loaded. Not awkward, not exactly. Just different. The air between you shifted.

You turned to look at him, and he was already looking at you, like he had been for a while. His eyes–always a little mischievous–were softer now, scanning your face like he was trying to memorize something.

Then he asked it.

“If I kissed you right now, would you hate me?”

Your heart paused, the rain didn't. The world kept pouring, but inside, everything stilled.

 He blinked, like he hadn't meant to say it out loud. “I mean-uh, I was going to keep that in my brain. But then my brain was like, ‘Nah, let's be chaotic today.’”

You stared at him, unsure whether to laugh or say something profound. But then he added, “Also, in my defense, this does feel like a very kiss-in-the-rain-moment. Like, if a narrator suddenly said, ‘And that's when everything changed,’ I wouldn't even be mad.”

You bit your lip, trying not to smile too hard. “You're such a dork.”

JJ leaned a little closer. “Is that a yes, I'm a dork, or yes, kiss me?”

You didn't answer. Not with words.

Instead, you reached out and grabbed his necklace, his shark tooth necklace, pulling him toward you. He blinked once in surprise before grinning–really grinning–and meeting you halfway.

The kiss was gentle at first, tentative. But JJ kissed like he surfed–fearless, grinning halfway through, like he couldn't believe he got to do this and wasn't planning to waste a second. His hand cupped your cheek, thumb brushing rainwater away like it bothered him that it was touching you before he could.

When you finally pulled back, breathless and a little stunned, he rested his forehead against yours.

“I knew the haunted tower would come through,” he whispered. 

You laughed, leaning into him. “Brad really set the mood.”

JJ beamed. “We owe that ghost a thank you. I'll pour one out of him later. Probably coconut water. He seems like a coconut water guy.”

You both stayed there for a while, curled into each other under the lighthouse tower as the rain softened to a mist. The world was hushed, just the waves rolling and the wind teasing your wet clothes.

Eventually, JJ spoke again.”So… now that I've kissed you, are you contractually obligated to go surfing with me every Saturday? Or is there, like, a probation period?”

“Depends,” you teased. “Do you always talk this much after kissing someone?”

JJ looked mock-offended. “Excuse me, but this is premium post-kiss banter. I come with great surf playlists, emotional availability and a lighthouse tower shelter knowledge. That's boyfriend material, thank you very much.”

You laughed again, leaning your head on his shoulder.

And just like that, the rain wasn't a bother anymore. In fact, you're pretty glad that the rain decided to pick this time to pour heavily, because in return? You got to kiss JJ Maybank. The boy with ocean blue eyes and hair in the color of the sand.

[muzetrigger]

Pluto and “The Black Cat”

I guess it takes a community event for me to actually write out that Pluto post I've been planning for *checks notes* 2 months.

So, let's talk about Pluto (finally)!

By the way, spoilers, so if you're not into that:

We're first introduced to Pluto during the Maze arc, where he's unceremoniously dumped on Duke and Lenore by the Posh Crew, which also includes his roommate Prospero.

At first, it's easy to write Pluto off as kind of an emo soft boi. And in fact, Duke even tries to ditch him during the Acrophobia Trial.

It's not hard to see why. Aesthetically, Pluto has a much darker presentation than the rest of the cast which gives him the impression of a gloomy introvert that won't really contribute anything to the team. He wears a grey turtleneck instead of a white dress shirt marks him as a visual outcast; his slouching posture projects a lack of confidence; and his eye covering bangs actually do a lot of work to make him appear less communicative (windows to the soul, right?).

On top of that, Pluto's pretty small, a trait emphasized by his overly large jacket, which unlike other students, doesn't seem to be tailored to him, and his prickly personality don't earn him any teamwork points. I mean, just look at him:

The point being, Pluto isn't exactly the image of confidence that Duke and Lenore need to help muscle through the maze.

That being said, like most great characters, Pluto almost immediately shows he has a lot more going for him than first impressions.

One thing that readers might have noticed is that because Pluto is pretty small and unassuming, he's great at sneaking around.

But since it's mostly played as a gag many people might have also missed this detail right after:

Pluto stepping on a branch isn't mindbogglingly important, but it does speak to his character in a really touching way. He immediately recognizes that his silence upsets Duke and Lenore and goes out of his way to make noise so they aren't startled by him, even though they really haven't been the nicest to him.

It's a small detail, but it shows that right from the beginning, Pluto is someone who cares about other people, which is further reinforced when he tries to break up Duke and Lenore during Duke's inconceived attempt to awaken Lenore's spectre:

The maze also highlights a few of Pluto's other positive traits. For example, he's surprisingly interested in etymology (what a dork; I love him), which gives Red an easy way to explain the Greek/Latin roots to the readers while also playing up Pluto's allusion to the Roman god. It also indicates that Pluto is fairly book smart, which is directly contrasted by Duke's street smarts in the Chronophobia trial and Lenore's... instinct? Let's call it intuition.

We also get a bit of foreshadowing for Pluto's spectre. One, he's actually pretty dextrous on a tightrope, and two, he can't swim, both of which are traits stereotypically associated with cats.

Speaking of which, Pluto's spectre:

According to Poppet, Pluto is a Crytid, a type of Spectre that manifests when someone had a deep-seated desire to escape social constraints, but somewhat paradoxically, Pluto is a cat, a domesticated creature.

I'm going to take a small aside to say that cats really aren't that domesticated. I mean yes, who doesn't love tea cup kittens, but cats can return to the wild and they still share most of their genetic code and evolutionary instincts with their untamed counterparts, which can't really be said about dogs.

Okay, back to Nevermore, except I lied, we're actually going back to 1845 when Edgar Allan Poe published "The Black Cat".

If you didn't know (but you probably did. After all, you're reading a Nevermore character analysis), almost every Nevermore character is based on one or more works by EAP. (You can check out their main inspirations in this other post.)

And Pluto's story is "The Black Cat". It isn't one of Poe's most famous works, so you could be forgiven for not knowing about it, but if you have read it, you probably immediately recognized its influence on Pluto.

First, a brief overview of the story: (CW: animal abuse)

Like most Poe short stories, "The Black Cat" is narrated by an insane murderer (that's a tad hyperbolic, but you get the point). Unlike other narrators though, this narrator actually started out somewhat decent.

You see, the narrator used to be a loving husband to a woman that he married early in life. Both of them loved animals, so over the years, they cared for a lot of pets together, including "birds, gold-fish, a fine dog, rabbits, a small monkey, and a cat."

This cat is, of course, the titular Black Cat and his name is Pluto. He's also described as being the narrator's "favorite pet and playmate."

Unfortunately, the narrator is also an alcoholic, and his addiction gradually turns him from a loving and sensitive man into a violent mess. He's able to stave off his alcohol fueled abuse from Pluto for several years, but eventually, Pluto ticks him off and he grabs the cat and purposefully cuts out one of its eyes with a penknife.

Understandably, Pluto (the cat) does not take kindly to this, and for the rest of its life tries to avoid the narrator, which the narrator takes surprisingly well.

At first.

Eventually, his alcoholism catches up with him and he decides that, for literally "no other reason than because he knows he should not" decides to hang the cat.

So, there are a ton of references to the short story in Nevermore. Pluto's dad is a physically abusive drunk who cuts out Pluto's eye, Pluto's name and spectre are inspired by the Black Cat, and the way Pluto unlocks his spectre mirrors how the narrator hangs his pet.

But there are arguably lot more allusions from the rest of the story. You see right after the narrator kills Pluto, his house burns down and there are two characters in Nevermore who are associated with fire:

Lenore and Monty, both of whom have a pretty interesting relationship with Pluto, especially when you line them up with Pluto's short story.

If you associate the narrator's house burning down as karmic retribution, then Lenore is a natural pick. After all, she not only burns down her estate, her presence in Pluto's (after)life is arguably what causes him to start standing up for himself more, and at the very least, her leadership is what gets him through maze for a shot at the second life which dovetails nicely with the fallout of the narrator's house burning.

You see, the narrator doesn't perish along with his material possessions, but one wall of his house also survives, and burned into that wall is the image of a hanging cat, a reminder of his sins.

Soon after, the narrator, still drowning his sorrows and guilt at bars, happens upon a second cat who is "fully as large as Pluto, and closely resembling him in every aspect but one." It's even missing an eye. The only thing that separates it from Pluto is a patch of white hair on its chest.

Now the concept of doubling is one of Poe's hallmarks, and it's mirrored wonderfully in Nevermore by the students' past lives and their current unlife as students, or alternatively, their human form and their spectre form, but it's also symbolically present for Pluto because by leading him out of the maze, Lenore also leads Pluto on the path to a second life in addition to inspiring him to be more confident, which is arguably the difference between his past and current self.

Based on Pluto's memories, it doesn't seem like his father thought of him as a "man" and given his character introduction, Pluto was a meek person. But after meeting Lenore and befriending Duke, Pluto does this:

One, it's hilarious that Pluto is talking about taking eyes, but two, Pluto is fully ready to kill Monty here and that leads me to part two of the fire.

Monty is a self destructive individual. He purposefully instigates fights, loves to stir up trouble for no reason, and suffers from trauma that arguably isn't his fault (not to say that dealing with that trauma isn't his responsibility).

In some ways, he's haunted by his religious upbringing as much as the narrator of "The Black Cat" is by his alcoholism. Both are aware of how much it ruins their lives, but they can't help leaning into those violent tendencies. The narrator even calls his alcoholism a "fiend".

And, they both wall up someone they're rooming with.

Because, there's even more to the new black cat than driving the narrator insane. In fact, the narrator goes as far as murdering his wife while attempting to kill the new Pluto (I can't believe she stuck around, the poor woman).

And like any Poe narrator worth his salt, "The Black Cat" narrator decides to hide the body by walling her up in a false chimney. This comes with the added benefit of scaring the new black cat away so the narrator can finally enjoy some piece and quiet.

Only it turns out this is a lie. Just like Monty narrowly avoiding Pluto's gunshot, the Black Cat's absence turns out to be the narrator's undoing because the narrator accidently walled up the cat with his wife's corpse, and it's the cat's screeching that ultimately unmasks his crimes.

Similarly, it's Pluto's belief in Duke that activates Duke's spectre, "freeing a corpse" and leading to the much needed string of chapters where everyone dunks on Monty. (Thank you, Pluto.)

I think it's really neat that Red managed to blend multiple Poe stories into a new plot thread, and I'm really looking forward to seeing what she and Flynn have in store with Pluto because even though his inspiration story has been pretty much fully acted out, most of spectre abilities really haven't been explored.

For instance, while "unlucky" is a general description of black cats, Pluto's presence has actually been a major boon for the misfits, saving Duke, explaining the thalassophobia trial in the maze, guiding Lenore and Duke through Acrophobia, and also warning Lenore and defending her during the Manor arc. Maybe it's bad luck for his enemies or straight up luck manipulation?

"Blink" could be a reference to Pluto's dash attack, but Pluto also has an uncanny ability to disappear from people's perception as demonstrated during the maze and to a lesser extent when he hides from Eulalie in the forbidden wing.

For those of us into TTRPGs, blink is also sometimes used to refer to teleporting or the DnD spell of the same name with causes the caster to fade in and out of existence!

And finally, "evil eye" is a very intriguing ability. While it could just be a reference to Pluto's missing/remaining eye, as @takescrackseriously and other readers have pointed out, it could also be a reference to Poe's "Telltale Heart" maybe having the ability to drive victims mad, like Pluto's namesake (er, reincarnation?) does in "The Black Cat".

That brings up another question, which is why is Pluto still missing his eye? Lenore was also seriously injured in life, but she isn't crippled like she was post-Theo as a student. What injuries get to be healed and which remain in Nevermore?

I'm interested to see if, like Will's freaky blood wax clones, spectres' powers can develop and how far they can develop. After all, Pluto's power set seems fairly basic, and while I love underdogs (undercats?), ostensibly there's some kind of balancing system that makes traits like "blink" and "teeth" keep up with monsters like "fear itself" and "divine light".

Okay, maybe not given the ruthless nature of the academy and the Raven's comments, but narratively that can feel a bit unsatisfying, y'know? Because it would be such a waste for Pluto's development to stall here despite the amazing amount of progress he's already made.

Plus, aesthetically, I'm willing to bet Flynn is going to incorporate more white into Pluto's character design, because a considerable amount of detail focuses on this one difference between Pluto and the new cat in the short story. In fact, it seems to be one of the factors in the narrator's full descent into madness because he starts seeing the cat's white patch as morphing into the image of a noose.

And to close out this really lengthy post on a bright note, have some terrified Pluto:

What a cutie. We must protect him at all costs.

By the way, if you enjoyed my rambling, here are links to similar theory/analysis posts talking about Ada and Annabel!

[sexisbetteronthemoon]

this fic gives me heartburn

While Blue easily acquiesced to letting Lance fly her, Black and Red were different altogether. Red grumbled at Keith and literally turned her back on him in petulance, while Black refused to acknowledge Shiro at all. “This might not work,” Keith said. “You think?” Allura said, flat out sarcastic. “Maybe we're shuffling too many Lions,” Shiro said where he stood before an unresponsive Black. He was in Paladin armor, but where theirs was color-coded according to their lions, Shiro's was the reverse of Keith's. All the white was black, and the colored parts were white, thanks to Coran. Shiro had been ecstatic to match Keith, the dork. From behind Red, Keith turned to him, frowning. “What do you mean?” Keith asked him. “Blue is the only one who needs a pilot,” Shiro said. “Let me try to fly her instead. That way, Red can keep Lance, and Black can keep you.” “But you've never piloted any Lion except Black,” Keith said. Shiro countered, “We can at least try, can't we?” “You're right,” Keith said. He tapped at his helmet. “Lance, bring her in. We're going to try something different.” “Aw, but she's such a sweetheart!” Lance complained. “Red can probably hear you and she's not going to like that,” Keith warned him. “Whoops,” Lance said. “Sorry, Red! I love you! You're the love of my life, okay?” Keith went stiff. Once, Lance had teasingly called him Red. Just once. And yet it was like Keith had instantly developed a Pavlovian response. He closed his eyes and reminded himself that those words were not for him. “Just bring Blue in, Lance,” Keith said quietly. “Sure thing, bossman.” They tried again. And when Shiro asked Blue to let him pilot her, she opened up. “She really is a sweetheart,” Shiro said through the comms from within Blue. Allura made a noise and Keith glanced at her. Shiro had taken Allura's bayard from Lance, and Keith could see how she flexed her hand like she was attempting to summon it. In her other hand was a staff she had retrieved from the armory. She seemed very put out about handing over Blue a second time. There was a furrow in her brow as she looked longingly at Blue. “Take her out,” Keith directed Shiro. “See how you handle her.” “Sure thing, boss,” Shiro chuckled. Keith sighed. He got off the comm and turned to Allura. He said, “Don't worry, it's just temporary. You'll get her back.” At his words, her Altean marks brightened and she huffed a little. “I wasn't worried,” she lied. “We should go watch from the bridge.” Then she turned and made her way to the elevator. Keith shook his head and followed, Lance hopping to after them. Shiro did very well piloting. He had always been good. It was why everyone in his class had hero-worshiped him. But then came the real test. “Alright, team,” Keith said into his helmet. “In your Lions. We're going to try and form Voltron.”

[seandiazworms]

dating sean diaz hcs pt 3

sassy man apocalypse is real

- does that thing where he lights ur cig/joint/whatever like he did w lyla at the beginning w u ALL THE TIME. in fact he will purposely offer u one just so he can do it. he absolutely loves it and he has no idea why

- if ur not a smoker at all he thinks u coughing up a lung is cute in a weirdly endearing way! he pats ur back while laughing and urges u to try again bc he can be a bad influence at times LMAO

- whenever u guys sit together in class sean has a natural tendency to start doodling on ur arm. some days he just does one or two cute little drawings and other days hes a whole fucking tattoo artist. u walk around school with whole arm sleeves for the rest of the day

- “don’t move (y/n) im drawing the tentacles”

- “sean u said u were gonna draw a little rose…”

- he will look up rlly quick at u and goes back to drawing the kraken LMAO

- u draw like one little dot on his paper and u guys start fighting over it 😭 by the end of it theres 50 micopenises on his paper and u have a HUGE detailed penis on urs bc sean is extra asf

- sean loves messing with ur hair. after a while of dating he will just walk by u and ruffle ur hair at school. honestly, a part of him likes doing it and just fast walking away bc he can hear u complain in the distance LMAO

- hes weirdly into the unkempt look...

- bf air is real with him. if u wear makeup, u always leave his house with smeared lipstick and smudged eye makeup. not even bc u guys were getting down (sometimes) but just bc u guys are constantly play fighting

- u almost always text sean later saying how embarrassing that was and get mad at him for not telling u the whole time

- daniel, being a blunt kid, tries to say something abt u looking like a mess when ur about to leave and sean just slaps his hand over his mouth. daniel makes indistinguishable whining under his palm while sean ushers u out the door 😭 he chooses not to tell u bc he loves when u look like a mess, stray hairs and everything.

- despite u not liking it AT ALL he draws it in his journal later while kicking his feet LMAO

- sean is very prone to accidents. it doesnt help he loves risky activities (ex. skating) which causes lots of scrapes and bloody noses

- he likes when u wipe his nose with a tissue with a concerned face it has him feeling pampered asf.

- when u get close to his face with a swab and nag under ur breath abt him doing stupid shit he just goes “ur right it wont happen again” while trying to suppress a cheeky lil smile. he loves it when u care for him and act bossy/motherly in general 😭 does this imply the void karen left is very big and wide? maybe! he lacks self-awareness in this department tho.

- all he knows is gf take care of him = feeling like a snug bug in a rug

- hes a dork but also a gentleman so hell do backflips to hold the door for u and make sure u walk on the inner part of the sidewalk. when u refuse to listen he gets mad and forcefully drags/shoves u 😭

- i feel like u guys are such a night couple. sean just enjoys places better when its dark tbh. plus u guys are always up to weird antics so… u guys get to be as loud as u want and nobody is out to hear—and boy r u guys loud

- VOLUME UPP on ur guys favorite songs in some desolate area and screaming the lyrics in sean’s car is ur guys' THING. u guys start acting out the lyrics and dancing bc both of u feel so comfortable with each other

- the thing is u guys r always doing separate dance interpretations. chronic engagement in parallel play 😭

- except sean stops like a deer in headlights when he hears a crunch. sean is a scaredy cat tbh he def snapped his neck to look at where the noise came from. both of u guys slowly turn ur heads to each other and sean immediately starts the car. u call him a party pooper and hell just keep shaking his head instead of responding LMAOO

- "we're not staying here that's some white people shit (y/n)"

- considering sean grafittis, i feel its an almost given for him to know all the local abandoned places in seattle

- at first u were totally creeped out by the dark corners but sean made it a point to keep u safe and comfortable! sean was acting like a lil ninja and kept peeping around corners. the whole way there he awkwardly semi-rotated around u like a shield bc u couldnt decide whether being behind or in front of him was scarier LMAO

- he was also a lil smug bc he finally gets to the be the one whos not scared. he does the MOST to look cool in front of u

- “squatters better not snatch my girl around the corner…” u just look at sean in disgust 😭

- sean used to HATE the phrase “my girl” and thought it was so corny. he started using it ironically bc both of u guys thought it was funny and now he cant stop 😭

- when u guys got to his spot u were smacked in the face with all his VIBRANT beautiful work. u walked up to each of them like a museum exhibit and sean stood behind u rubbing the back of his neck all embarrassed

- sean does a little one dedicated to u! u watch his concentrated face; his furrowed eyebrows and occasional lip lick before he turns to u with a shy smile!!!! he gives u the spray can and guides ur hand to put a little smiley face + ur initial next to it

- since then, u guys always made it a small thing to leave ur marking everywhere. u guys r the couple that etch their initials into trees, benches, etc 😭😭😭 im sick.

- sean keeps a sharpie in his pocket just so u guys can do an impromptu grafitti sesh

- on nights where sean doesnt feel like seeing daniel u guys go to empty parking lots. he does little skate tricks while u sit there in his hoodie complaining about something and he exclusively replies in "right" and "mhm”

- u get annoyed thinking hes not listening and then he responds word for word what u said PLUS his interpretation 😭 shuts u right up

- sean acts like he doesnt love girl gossip but hes a closet chismoso. theres this little curious glint in his eyes whenever u start talking more passionately and he stops skating just to sit next to u on the sidewalk w u and tune in

- ud be dropping hot gossip and sean would do dramatic ass facial expressions. his eyes would bulge out his head and his mouth would drop LMAO. he hollers “what??” after u drop big details too

- he doesnt like anyone u dont like and he supports u blindly ALL THE TIME. even when u backtrack and think u did something wrong he reassures u that ur right with a deadpanned face

- he lowkey a little instigator bc he always feeds ur delusions

- sean and u have like two screws in ur heads combined so when u guys call u just sit in silence and try the filters. literally all u can hear for half an hour is nose huffs from sean and screenshot clicks when u change to another filter

- u guys will start talking with ugly filters over ur face and sean's eyepatch and parrot filter starts glitching when he turns to tell daniel to get out of his room LMAOOO

- both of u guys are weird as hell bc the call will be going on for another five hours and sean will be in the kitchen with a horse head eating cereal. neither of u guys are questioning it at this point

- tbh u both can be kind of tmi with one another 😭 u guys say “eww” to each other so often but it doesnt stop either of u LMAO

- best friends who are also lovers is a must

also i associate steve lacy with sean sm like infrunami, SOME, bad habit, and Uuuu is what i envision when i write these hcs. when steve lacy was trending it was such a good era 😭😭 oh and also i associate los retros with sean heavy

[nerdy-willowsthetic]

❛❛ can you play ken? ❜❜ | agent00

𝘤𝘸 ☆ 𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘨𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦, 𝘴𝘶𝘣!𝘢𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘵 & 𝘥𝘰𝘮!𝘧𝘦𝘮!𝘺/𝘯, 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘸/𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘫𝘰𝘣, 𝘧𝘰𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘦𝘴, 𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘰𝘧 "𝘮𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘺, 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘣𝘰𝘺, 𝘦𝘵𝘤" 𝘱𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘬, 18+ 𝘯𝘰 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘰𝘳𝘴 𝘱𝘭𝘴, 𝘱𝘭𝘶𝘴 𝘴𝘪𝘻𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘤 𝘸𝘩𝘺 𝘯𝘰𝘵 🤷🏾‍♀️.

𝘢/𝘯 ☆ 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦. 𝘪'𝘷𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘐𝘛𝘊𝘏𝘐𝘕𝘎 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴! 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘯! 𝘴𝘰 𝘦𝘯𝘫𝘰𝘺~ 😉

divider credit @omi-resources @cafekitsune @bernardsbendystraws (idk i forgot srry 😔)

— ୨୧₊˚ 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐊 𝐈𝐒 𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐌𝐀𝐃𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓. 𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄 𝐃𝐎𝐍'𝐓 𝐑𝐄𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐘𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐄𝐋𝐒𝐄.

in the amp household, everyone is a alpha. everyone, except agent who is a omega.

omegas are stereotypically known as weak, submissive, innocent and small. clearly agent isn't any of those stereotypes.

he's still the same agent00 that everyone knows. and sure, someone in his twitch chat makes fun of him being the only omega in the amp crew but he never paid attention to them.

agent would try and find his mate ,but none of their pheromones would effect him so he never bothered him when the rest of crew would be doing their... "business" every six months.

another six months came, agent woke up usually late in the morning and did his morning routine, when it came time for the shower he noticed something was off.

his dick was harder than usual and leaking with pre‐cum. "what? is happening?" he muttered confusedly, he twisted the knob on the shower to hot and waited.

in the meantime he was on his phone and scrolling on social media full of memes, pictures of women and lastly his friends talking about spots that they're gonna hang out tonight. he scoffed and put his phone down and stepped into the shower.

he after letting the steaming water drip all over his body, the arousal feeling came back. agent grunted and closed his eyes as his hand slowly began to trail down to his erect penis and began to slowly stroke it.

the sound of the shower water muffled his moans and grunts as he continued to fix himself... if you know what i mean. "haaa...f-f-fuck!" he whined as a climax about to happen "fuck...FUCK–!" agent came all over his shower wall as he trembled and whimpered.

"haaa... has god answered my prayers?" agent internally thought to himself.

"oh agent~!" kai said peaking his head into his bathroom.

"what's up kai? what's the plan for today?" agent said even though he pretty much knew the answer.

"aight! listen, like usual we're gonna go out and hang with our girls and you my friend are coming with us!" kai said excitedly.

agent turned off the shower water and stepped out with a towel around his waist "kai..." agent said slightly annoyed.

"come one gang! this is one time opportunity! don't you wanna find your mate?" kai asked agent.

"of course man! but it's so hard! what women would date a male omega?"

kai leaned over to agent "just tryyyy" he whispered before the leaving bathroom.

agent just laughed to himself "i'll try...but if some cougar approaches me.. what's the worst that could happen?" agent said.

night came and the amp crew were outside hanging with their girls while agent stayed behind on his phone. not paying attention to anyone or anything.

"yo! agent! we're heading out for the rest of the night, you alright?" duke asked him.

"yeahhhhhhh...i'm kinda nervous about this..." agent said fidgety.

"listen, don't sit around and wait for someone to approach you and don't be a dork too!" duke said patting agent on the back before walking away.

"i-i'm not a dork!" agent said slightly embarrassed.

agent walked around the block before heading inside a small drugstore and grabbing some chips and drink,he then sat on the sidewalk and heard some commotion on the other side of the street.

"you lied to me! you said you were a alpha!"

"i-i-i am! i promise–ahh!"

agent stood up as the women fell onto a puddle and the guy was continued to yell at her "female alpha's are supposed to be strong,tall and pretty! and–and you can't be one of those thing's?! pitiful..absolutely–"

the girl kicked the man in the nuts and ran across the street bumping into agent "s–s–sorry!" she apologized dissapearing into the next street.

agent could feel her pheromones emitting from her body which made him..follow her. he turned on a corner street and could feel the atmosphere get intense.

"uhhhhh–" agent was standing at the next next to her but words couldn't form "a–a–are you okay?" he said sitting next to her.

she looked at up at him with teary-eyes "yeah...men, am i right? wait– your a men– man!" she groan and hid her face in embarrassment.

(y/n) was a female alpha which wasn't rare but like the omega stereotypical, alpha's are mature, strong, tall, attractive and possible rich.

"you.. you want some chips?" agent asked hand over this bag of chips towards (y/n).

and that's how it started! now you're probably waiting for the part where they do the chitty chitty bang bang! so...here you go!

after a year of getting to know each other (y/n) has decided that it was time, agent will be her mate.

she invited him over for a "chill" dinner night. she prepared her whole entire house for this special night and slipped into a deep red suggestive dress with black heels.

the air shifted which caught (y/n)' attention,her breathing quicken and her body trembled "h–h–he's here~!" she calmed herself down and began to walk towards the door.

on the other side of the door, agent could feel her pheromones getting stronger and stronger, his heart quickening and his body felt weaker.

"hi agent~" (y/n) softly spoke while eye–fucking agent. agent was standing at the entrance, dumbstruck at (y/n)'s appearance.

"y-you-you look amazing!" agent nervously stuttered.

"thank you baby! come in! foods gonna get cold!" (y/n) said walking into her home.

after a few minutes they both sat at the table across from each other, (y/n) sat down her utensil and looked at agent.

"baby...we've known each other for a while and.. i wanna do something new tonight" (y/n) suggested.

agent looked up at her with his eyes slightly wide like a baby deer which made (y/n)'s heart melt "hmm? what is it?" he asked nervously.

(y/n) playfully trailed the tip of her heel onto agents crotch and began to rub and squish his forming erection. agent grunted and closed his mouth trying not moan out loud.

then agent felt himself getting weak by the second. "pheromones..." he thought to himself.

"agent.. my sweet boy~" (y/n) got up from the table and walked towards her trembling mate "i think, it's time you became my mate." she leaned over towards him face to face.

agent was sweating and shyly covering his bulge as (y/n) stood over him, she lifted his face towards him there was small moment of silence before agent whimpered out "p-please?"

(y/n) giggled and before your know it agent slammed his lips against (y/n)'s. he picked her up and continued to kiss her passionately. (y/n) parted lips from him "someone is eager? aren't you boy~" she said running her fingers through his hair.

"please.. i-i want more..." agent whined while visibly flustered and dazed with lust.

(y/n) instructed agent towards her bedroom in which he gladly carried her towards but this is where the twist is. (y/n) slipped off her dress to reveal a lingerie set underneath "get your ass on the bed." she commanded him.

agent quickly climbed on the bed removing clothes and throwing them on the floor leaving himself in his boxers and erect penis.

(y/n) climbed on top of him, sending chills down her spine and agent placing his hands on her waist ready for her to ride him until he saw stars.

"look at me... you are my mate. got it?" (y/n) growled.

"y-yeah.. i do!" agent nervously stuttered.

(y/n) began to grind on agent's penis "really? because i don't think you do~" she continued to grind him.

agent began twitched as (y/n) grinded on him, his hands wrapped around her waist "i-i-i do...! trust me!" agent said whined.

"take off your boxers then and fuck me like you trust me." (y/n) commanded her submissive mate.

agent basically ripped off his boxers leaving him completely naked, (y/n) smiled in satisfaction as her mate was cumming already. she positioned her back onto him slowly allowing him to penetrate her.

"ahh–ahha–hhaaa..." agent said trembling how warm and soft (y/n) felt inside, he wrapped his arms around her waist and began to rail her. "(y-y-y-y/n)~! you feel so amazing~!" agent said throwing his head back in pleasure.

"i know baby... keep going.." (y/n) said digging her nails into agent chest while drove him more insane.

"haaa.. m–mommy–!" agent whimpered as he thrust himself into (y/n) "you're so pretty..." he said stroking her face.

(y/n) leaned over closer to agent "your doing such a good job agent~" she kisses him on the forehead.

agent shuddered "can–can i cum please?" he asked her with wide eyes.

"what's the magic word?" (y/n) said teasing him.

agent couldn't form a response as he was ready to cum,so (y/n) remove herself from him and laid beside him and began to jerk him off "what was that? i couldn't hear you~"

agent arched his back as (y/n) jerk him off "c‐c‐can i cum please–! ahh~!" he moaned out.

"please what?" (y/n) covered the tip of agents dick so he wouldn't cum but the poor boy was leaking like a broken pipe.

"m-m-m-mommy~!" agent whimpered loudly.

"good boy~!" (y/n) said letting agent cum. he came all over bed and floor before getting dizzy and blacking out.

(y/n) smiled and cuddled next to him "you are mine..forever and always..."

ִֶָ𓂃　࣪˖　ִֶָｗｒｉｔｔｅｎ　ｂｙ　ｗｉｌｌｏｗ．　་༘࿐

[befuddledcinnamonroll]

Top 10 Things I Love About the QL Tumblr Community 2023

I'm loving everyone's end of year lists, and decided to make up one of my own.

I haven't been on Tumblr for very long and was originally just lurking. 2023 marks the year where I finally started posting, after I read a take that made me feel compelled to come to a fictional character's defense. (Saengtai, my poor little blorbo).

So in commemoration of my first proper year of active tumblring, I present what I love about this community (in no particular order).

(Side note - Technically I know this is still primarily a BL community, but I like to say QL because I am trying to manifest more lesbians for us.)

1) The Gifmakers

Y'all are a good 70% of the reason I joined Tumblr in the first place. There are so many show moments that I want to relive, but without having to search through videos. Sometimes I want to appreciate the aesthetics. Sometimes I want to remember adorable or goofy moments. Sometimes I just want to see cute boys eating each other's faces. Our gifmakers give all of that to us, with the addition of so much creativity and style.

There's too many amazing ones to mention everyone, but I have to shout out @sparklyeyedhimbo, because the way your brain works makes me so happy.

2) The expertise

The other part of why I joined Tumblr was to learn more about what BLs were out there and what I might be missing. And holy hell. Y'all are putting in the work. Not only lists and resources for finding all kinds of QLs, like these fabulous monthly breakdowns by @gunsatthaphan, but also amazing posts that add additional context, like @absolutebl's incredibly helpful breakdown of Asian honorifics. There is so much research people do, for fun! And then they share it!

3) The meta analysis

I frickin love reading people's takes and analyses on series. I love learning, I love seeing perspectives from people with different cultural backgrounds to my own, it's all so fascinating! There's so much context we can miss due to our own privileges, or lack of knowing about various cultures, or due to whatever bubbles we've been living in. People here are just so smart, and nuanced, and willing to reflect and think about things, and also push back at each other, but generally with respect (except when you call out the dumb shit you see, usually on Twitter or TikTok, where people are being reductive and dumb about gender and sexuality).

And I've seen a few takes where people complain about analyses, and say that the director/production doesn't do everything deliberately, and we're all reading too much into it. To which I say, eh, lighten up. How people connect to and relate to media has relevance beyond what was intended. The point is we get to think and discuss and learn and grow. That doesn't happen if we don't analyze.

Special shout out here to @respectthepetty because colors mean things!

4) The wild theories

The other side of the analysis coin, the clown cars y'all drive around in with the wildest of theories. I have happily climbed into an occasional clown car, and usually I am utterly wrong (*cough* Saifah *cough*). But it's a super fun ride. I love seeing how people's brains work. I love it when y'all are wrong. I love it when y'all are right. It's beautiful.

5) Immediate acceptance

I am one of those people who knows that I have a lot of good qualities, and also, always kind of expect rejection. Blame the childhood bullies, I guess. Anyway, whenever I delve into a new space, I still feel like a total dork that no one will want to talk to. It's kind of a fraught way to move through the world, but I manage.

Anyway, I started posting my thoughts as they came up, and people are just totally cool with it. People even follow me sometimes. Even my silliest thoughts and dumbest jokes get at least a couple likes. It's so validating.

And my very silly joke about gay mafia in Kiseki has over 800 likes. I feel very seen.

6) Mutuals

I still kind of can't believe I have any. This ties in to the dork feeling above, but seriously - they are soooo cooooool. They're smart and awesome and funny, and they somehow find me worth following back, which is baffling yet wonderful. I want to squish their faces and give them many kisses (if they're into that kind of thing).

7) The self-exploration

I really appreciate how it's become more talked about how a lot of people are discovering queerness through BL, because that is so the case for me. I think it's both that I was in a bit of a hetero bubble before, and also that I'm evolving a bit as I age. I had figured out I was demi, and maybe a little bit gay, before getting in to BL, but being in this community, and seeing so many of you share so openly and freely, has made me realize it might be more than a little bit.

Either it was a new realization, or being around y'all has made me more gay. Win win, either way.

8) The weirdness

I'm weird. Y'all are weird. I love it.

9) The thirst

So many in this community are thirsty as fuck, and as someone who is in that same condition, I love that it's not just me. There are not many places where I can freely admit how horny I am as a part of my general existence.

Here? I could post about wanting to lick some random BL actor's face, and it would get a bunch of likes and some tags like #lickable, and it's just not remotely a big deal.

Also the gifmakers understand this, and give us beautiful cuts of our spicy scenes. They are genuinely too good for us.

10) The communal watching experience

There is absolutely nothing like watching along with people in the community. It is so worth the torture of having to wait week to week for new episodes. Seeing the show trend, watching the theories fly fast and furious, or the way everyone collectively loses their minds over particular moments. In a world that can feel very isolating, it's a very warm experience.

So there you go. Thank you all for being you. Here's to another year of QL shenanigans and losing our collective minds!

[secretshifter-desperate]

ANTI-SHIFTERS DNI

Okay so I haven't shifted YET but today I got a burst of motivation so I made a spell bag of sorts and decided to write a bunch of shitty poems about Spike to get myself in the mood since all of the poems and drawings I do of him will also be in my DR so here's some I have written today.

(I just realized I spelled Platinum wrong 🥲I swear I always mix up letters or combine words on accident when I'm writing and idk why)

I took out my calligraphy pen and had a field day with the red ink 🫣 I am NOT a poet. I don't like most poetry. I prefer writing stories of fiction but Spike was always the exception. I like hearing his poetry and writing poems about him. God, we're total dorks when it comes to being total whipped and in love with someone 😭I'm as bad as he is!

[archangeldyke-all]

Hi Angelll

OBSESSED WITH COWBOY SEVIKA UNIVERSE. How about Sevika and reader meeting Caitlin’s parents. Sevika and Cassandra defo are side eyeing each other while Tobias and reader are giggling bout their daughters.

Thank you Angel!!!!!!!!

YES LETS GOOOOO

men and minors dni

violet and caitlyn have been going steady for about a year now.

caitlyn visits the inn about once a week, staying a night or two in vi's room before she continues on her trek up the river. sometimes, she takes violet with her.

the two of them are adorable together. they're clearly soulmates, and they're both fucking dorks, and even a year into their relationship, they're still so shy and awkward around each other that they can barely look each other in the eye without blushing.

and now that things between the girls are getting more serious, caitlyn's parents want to meet you all.

violet's never met them. after the jail break, you and sevika forbade the girls from ever returning to cait's town-- worried that they'd be recognized and arrested again. you're all incredibly nervous. well, all of you except jinx.

the kiramman family is insanely fucking wealthy, and they're coming to visit and stay in your dingy little inn. violet's spent the entire week deep cleaning the room they'll be staying in with your help.

sevika's worried that cassandra, caitlyn's mother, will recognize her as the weary woman of the west. apparently, the matriarch of the family is also incredibly invested in local politics and crimes, and she's been consulted by several police forces for investigations into crimes sevika committed.

jinx has been thriving in the anxious energy-- getting away with much more trouble than she's usually able to with the rest of you so preoccupied with worrying.

and now, the night before the family's arrival, you, sevika, and jinx are cuddled in bed as you watch violet pace back and forth in your room.

"come lay down vi, you're making me dizzy." sevika says.

violet continues to pace.

"she's freaking out." jinx says with a giggle. you flick her forehead.

"be nice to your sister." you say. "that'll be you someday."

jinx scoffs. "no way, i'm never falling in love."

sevika chuckles. "no?" she asks, raising her eyebrow. jinx shakes her head no. "so you and that neighbor boy don't have anything going on between the two of you?"

you giggle as you watch jinx blush. "i don't like ekko!" she exclaims. this gets violet to pause her pacing, shooting her sister a glance.

"bullshit, jinx, i saw the two of you riding teddybear yesterday." violet teases. jinx's shoulders shoot up to her ears.

"shut up!" she cries. you chuckle and wrap your arm around her shoulders.

violet grins, abandoning her pacing to squish into bed beside the rest of you. "'oh, ekko, you're a natural!'" violet imitates jinx.

"whatever. at least ekko won't dump me when his dad sees the dump we live in." jinx grumbles.

"hey! it's not a dump!" you cry. sevika snorts.

"it's a bit of a dump, babe." she says. the girls nod up at you. you roll your eyes.

"well i'm sorry if our home isn't perfect-- i've been busy raising the two little shits that tried to rob me--"

"do you really think she'll dump me once her parents meet us?" violet asks, interrupting your rant.

"no." sevika says. "cait's a sneaky shit, and she's obsessed with you. even if they ban her from you and us, she'll be back." she reassures violet. vi sighs.

"i guess."

"go to sleep. we gotta be up early tomorrow to make that fancy dinner you want." you say, turning off the oil lamp beside you. jinx settles in your arms, cuddling against you, and violet cuddles into sevika's.

twenty minutes later, when both girls are snoring, sevika reaches across their bodies to poke you. you smile at her.

"we need a bigger bed." she whispers. you chuckle.

"remember when we thought they'd outgrow their sleepover phase?" you ask. she grunts.

"we were so stupid." she says. you giggle.

"we were young, too." you say. she chuckles.

"we're still young!" she protests. "it's not our fault these shits imprinted on us when we were newlyweds."

"we're not shits, you're a shit, sevika." jinx mumbles, eyes still closed, turning in your arms. you laugh and press a kiss to your head.

"jinx." you say. she hums in your arms. "you're gonna be nice to cait and vi tomorrow, right?" you ask. she remains suspiciously quiet, a little smirk growing on her lips. sevika laughs at the silence.

"c'mon pow-pow, you know you like caitlyn." sevika says. jinx huffs.

"she's... alright."

"she taught you how to shoot!"

"yeah, but she's dating violet. there's gotta be something wrong with her." jinx responds. you snort and ruffle her hair.

"if you're on your best behavior tomorrow, i'll take you to grayson's on friday for shooting practice." sevika bribes. jinx considers this.

"that'll only work if mrs. kiramman doesn't arrest you tomorrow." she mumbles. sevika groans, and you giggle, flicking jinx's forehead again.

"you're such a shit." you say. jinx giggles.

"g'night." she says. you kiss her head again.

"goodnight jinxy."

the kiramman's are... an odd couple.

upon their arrival, violet and caitlyn immediately scooped each other up in a hug. you watched with a smile as caitlyn tried for a kiss, and violet turned her face away, far too nervous with the kiramman's watching to kiss her girlfriend.

caitlyn stiffly and awkwardly introduced you all to her parents, and you take over for her once she's done, guiding the family into the tavern.

you've got a few guests in the inn, but you've closed the bar for the night to keep the family dinner private. you don't want to overwhelm the kiramman's with too much on their first visit, and you're sure your patrons would find plenty of ways to embarrass violet.

tobias is a kind, quiet man, who seems genuinely interested in you and your business. he follows you behind the bar to help you make drinks, and you both watch in amusement as your wives awkwardly talk to one another.

since she's arrived, cassandra's been eyeing sevika suspiciously, a furrow in her brow as she tries to place her. sevika seems to have noticed, and each time she catches mrs. kiramman staring at her, she quickly flees to 'check in on jinx.'

jinx is the only one acting somewhat normal, doodling away at the table while she waits for dinner.

"you have a lovely business." tobias says to you. you smile at him.

"thank you, sir."

"oh please dear, no formalities necessary. with the way cait's been speaking about violet, i'm sure we'll be family in a few years." he says, smiling. you sigh, some of your anxiety melting away as you look up to admire caitlyn and violet where they're nervously whispering to one another at the table.

"you've raised an incredible young woman." you say to him. he smiles. "i'm surprised every day that violet managed to woo her-- she's incredibly poised and intelligent and kind and patient. she's lovely." you say. tobias chuckles.

"well, i'm glad she behaves well for you. at home, it's a bit of a different story-- but i'm sure you know all about that, with two daughters." he says. you laugh.

"they can be a handful, huh?" you ask. he nods.

"i'm just glad she's found somebody like violet. she's been so much happier since they met." he says, a sparkle in his eye. "she's always struggled to make friends. but, each time she comes home from her little trips up here, she's so full of life and excitement. all we ever hear about anymore is violet, and whatever trouble her and powder have gotten themselves into." he says. you grin.

"they're a good match, aren't they?" you ask. he smiles and nods.

"oh-- oh dear. i better go check on my missus. it's never good when she gets that look in her eye." he mumbles, rolling his eyes at you as he grabs a drink and leaves the bar.

you watch in amusement as tobias approaches cassandra, handing her a glass and gently guiding her away from where she was studying sevika with her chin pinched between her fingers.

sevika comes behind the bar to take over for tobias, helping you make drinks.

"how's it going?" you ask. she grunts.

"she's fucking onto me." she whispers. you chuckle.

"thank fuck for statute of limitations." you say. sevika groans. "it's fine, baby. what's she gonna do, accuse her daughter's girlfriend's guardian of being an infamous outlaw over a 'meet the family' dinner?" you ask.

"she could!" she says. you giggle.

"so, you'll deny it. she's got no proof-- you just look a bit like some wanted posters."

"and i've got enough gold buried beneath the garden to last us a hundred fuckin' years." she whispers. you snort.

"i doubt she'll be digging up the garden tonight, babe." you say. sevika groans.

"i'm gonna fuck this up for violet." she says. you smile. there it is.

sevika's never been this nervous to be potentially recognized before-- if anything, she kinda enjoys it when someone positively identifies her. but, when it comes to her girls' happiness, sevika worries endlessly.

you put down the bottle you're pouring from and reach out to grab sevika's hand, pulling her closer and closer toward you until you've got your arms wrapped around her.

"quit worrying." you whisper, kissing her cheek. "you're not gonna fuck anything up. an awkward dinner won't kill 'em, and i don't think there's anything we can do that'll break up those two." you say, nodding over to where caitlyn's whispering in a grinning violet's ear.

you both watch as your daughter laughs, then turns to whisper something back in her girlfriend's ear. caitlyn giggles, hiding her smile behind her hand, and violet quickly presses a kiss to her cheek. cait blushes.

sevika sighs, relaxing a bit in your grip. "i guess you're right." she says. you smile and kiss her lips.

"the only one we gotta worry about tonight is jinx." you say. sevika groans.

"fuck, i forgot about jinx." she says. you laugh.

"you forgot about me?" jinx asks, popping up on the other side of the bar. you both jump.

"fuck! we gotta put a bell on you or something, kid." sevika says. jinx chuckles.

"mr. kiramman challenged me to checkers after dinner-- i told him he better get ready to get his ass whooped." she says. you snort.

"what'd he say to that?" you ask. she shrugs.

"he laughed. i think he likes us." she says. you smile.

"he'd be stupid not to." you say. jinx smiles.

"mrs. kiramman is still on the fence though. i tried charming her with a game of hangman-- she said she's never heard of it." jinx says, rolling her eyes. you snort.

"she'll come around." you say.

"she better." sevika grunts.

dinner goes pretty smoothly. with a few drinks in her, cassandra lightens up significantly, and seemingly forgets all the apprehensions she had about sevika. the two of them spend the night swapping embarrassing stories about vi and cait, much to jinx's delight and their horror.

tobias shows jinx a few magic tricks, which she loves, and caitlyn cringes the entire time, burying her face in her hands.

the girls get more comfortable as the night goes on and the adults loosen up, and by the time dinner's over, violet's slung her arm around caitlyn's shoulders.

cassandra compliments your cooking, and when you tell her most of the ingredients came from your garden, she grins.

"well, that's just darling!" she says. "oh, i wish we had a garden on our property." she sighs.

"you say that dear, but you know you would kill anything you try to grow." tobias teases. cassandra huffs and elbows him.

"he gifted me a bonsai tree for our ten year anniversary and i killed it in a month. i'll never hear the end of it." she mumbles. you laugh.

"you're not alone mrs. k. they all call me jinx because i kill every plant i touch." jinx mumbles into her food. you snort.

"oh please, like you didn't beg us to start calling you jinx more." sevika says.

"well yeah! it's a great cowboy name!" she says.

"you want to be a cowboy, dear?" cassandra asks. jinx nods.

"yeah, just like sev." she says, smiling. beside you, sevika freezes. across the table, violet and caitlyn both cringe. you stomp on jinx's toes under the table. "ouch!" she whispers.

mrs. kiramman looks over at your wife, a suspicious look in her eye.

"you used to be a cowboy?" she asks. you grab your wife's hand under the table.

"uh..." she says.

"a rancher!" you fill in. "a few miles up outside of town." you say. cassandra hums, still eyeing sevika.

"you know, i used to help police forces investigate the outlaws that wander this desert." she says. you gulp.

"mom, nobody wants to hear about your boring side projects." caitlyn says nervously.

"and there was always one wanderer i could never forget." she continues, ignoring her daughter.

tobias' eyes are darting between sevika and his wife. he seems to catch on to the predicament pretty quickly, looking at you with a raised eyebrow. you bite your lip.

"who wants to see another magic trick?" he asks, trying to change the subject again.

"the weary woman of the west." cassandra says, ignoring her husband. sevika's grip on your hand goes shaky.

"w-well... that's interesting." you say.

"yes, very." cassandra says, looking over at you. "i always felt a certian... kinship towards her." she says. you blink, trying to process her words.

"wha?" sevika asks.

cassandra shrugs. "as one of the only women in the oil industry, i understand how much harder one has to work in a male dominated industry. the weary woman never let any of the expectations of womanhood stop her-- and she never let the expectations of her career define her either." she says. "never killed an innocent, never robbed anything that was locally run. never got caught either."

it's so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

cassandra's lips tick up at the side, and she picks up her glass, nodding at sevika.

"when she disappeared, most assumed she was killed. i always secretly hoped she took her earnings and made a life for herself." she says. sevika gulps. "i'm glad to see i was right." cassandra whispers.

you grin, and across the table, caitlyn sinks in to her chair, sighing in relief. tobias laughs, violet blinks in shock, and sevika's jaw drops. jinx bursts into laughter.

"oh, fuck yes! i like her!" jinx says. "cait, why didn't you tell me your mom was such a badass?" she asks.

the rest of you start to laugh with her, too.

after dinner, you show tobias and cassandra to their rooms. they're both 'charmed' by it, which you're pretty sure is rich person talk for not completely disgusted, so you take it.

violet finds you in the hallway after you tuck jinx in.

"hey kid." you say. she sighs, her shoulders slumping, and she melts into your arms. you giggle and wrap her up into a hug.

"oh my god, for a second there i thought there was gonna be a shootout over dinner." violet mumbles into your shoulder. you laugh.

"i did too." you say. "they're way cooler than i thought they'd be. who knew rich people could be so interesting?" you ask. violet giggles.

"i knew. cait's the coolest, richest person i know." she says. you smile and press a kiss to her head.

"you know, now that you've met the family, the next step's gonna be marriage." you say. violet scoffs.

"oh please, sevika would kill me if i tried to get married before i turned, like, twenty five." she says. you laugh.

"i'd kill you too." you say. violet laughs. "i'm just saying. me and sev know a pastor who can make it happen when the two of you are ready." violet hums.

"you really think she's gonna stick around for that long?" she asks. you smile.

"i do, kiddo. you guys are basically soulmates. your families like each other. caitlyn's constantly detouring on her treks to visit you and..." you trail off, tears welling up in your eyes as you pull away to hold violet's face in both of your hands. "and she has every fucking reason to, baby." you say. violet blinks up at you, tears welling in her own eyes as she listens. "you're incredible. you're hilarious, and kind, and you're such a good fucking sister it kills me a bit. you charm the pants off of everyone you meet, you've got a knack for getting yourself into and out of trouble, and you're like, the coolest kid i ever met. or second coolest, sorry. jinx's got you beat in that contest." you say.

violet smiles shakily up at you, then leans forward to bury her face against your shoulder again, wrapping her arms around you. you kiss her head.

"i love you." she mumbles. you smile.

"love you too, kid." you say.

"i'm so glad i tried to rob you." she says. you laugh.

"i am too." you say.

you hold her until she catches her breath, then you wipe up her snot and tears and press a kiss to her forehead, ruffling her hair.

"now, go be with your girl. i'm sure she's just as stressed out as you are after tonight." you say. vi laughs.

"i'm surprised she didn't have a heart attack." she says. you chuckle.

you find sevika in the stables, feeding teddybear and the kiramman's horses. you wrap your arms around her waist, resting your head against her solid back, sighing as you hold her. she hums, then turns around in your grip.

"that wasn't too bad." you say. sevika snorts, leaning down to kiss you.

"are you kidding? were we at the same dinner?" she asks. you laugh.

"okay, it was rocky for a bit there, but it's all good now." you say. sevika snorts. "i'd even go as far as saying that i think they like us."

"oh definitely. i think mrs. k's got a bit of a crush on the weary woman." she teases. you laugh.

"she fuckin' better not." you say, glaring at your wife. she grins.

"jealous?" she asks. you roll your eyes.

"no. i'm just worried about tobias. it would break his sweet heart if he found out his wife was leavin' him for an outlaw." you say. sevika bursts into laughter.

"well, i got good news for him, because that outlaw's off the market." she says. you smile.

"yeah?"

"yeah. happily married, two kids, picket fence and all." she says. you snort.

"damn, what happened to her?" you ask. "she turned into a fuckin' softy. used to be so badass..." you tease.

"she fell in love." sevika says. you melt in her arms, leaning forward to press your ear to her chest, listening to her heartbeat. "with the most darling, wittiest, hottest bartender this side of the mississippi." she says. you snort.

"good for her." you say. sevika hums.

"yeah. it is." she says.

you look up at her, and she's smiling down at you, a sparkle in her eye. she gently reaches up, cupping your jaw in her hand, before swooping in to press her lips against yours.

"i love you baby." you mumble against her.

"and i love you darlin'." she replies.

"c'mon. let's get to bed." you say, dragging sevika back toward the inn. she stumbles after you, giggling as she goes.

when you're at the top of the stairs, sevika pins you to your bedroom door, leaning in to kiss you, swiping her tongue against yours. you hum against her lips and she smiles.

"think we can get a quick romp in before one of the kids needs us?" she asks. you smile, reaching behind you to open the door to your room.

"only one way to find out." you reply.

you both rush into your room, only to pause when you look at the bed.

sprawled out in the center lays jinx, an open book on her chest, her eyes closed as she drools onto your pillow. sevika chuckles.

"she's such a fuckin' shit." she laughs admiringly. you giggle.

"she really is." you say.

"'m not a shit." jinx mumbles, cracking her eye open to glare at the two of you. you burst into laughter and launch yourself onto the bed, crushing jinx as you land. she squeals.

sevika crawls in beside the two of you, wrapping you up in her arms, peppering kisses to you and jinx's heads.

"you're the biggest shit to ever shit, kid." sevika teases. jinx giggles, then yawns.

"everyone else had someone to cuddle tonight, it's no fair." she says as she settles back to sleep between you and sevika. you grin, wrapping your arms around her. where your hand lays on her stomach, sevika snakes her fingers between yours, squeezing your hand and winking at you. you smile at her.

"love you guys." jinx mumbles as she drifts off to sleep.

"we love you too, jinxy-poo." sevika replies. jinx snorts at the nickname, and thirty seconds later, she and sevika are both snoring.

you're able to drift off to sleep pretty quickly after that.

taglist!

@fyeahnix @sapphicsgirl @half-of-a-gay @ellabslut @thesevi0lentdelights @sexysapphicshopowner @shimtarofstupidity @love-sugarr @chuucanchuucan @222danielaa @badbye666 @femme-historian @lia-winther @gr0ssz0mbi3 @ellsss @sevikaspillowprincess @leomatsuzaki

[mushysquashythingamajig]

Bucktommy Fluffebruary

DAY 13: LOVE DECLARATIONS

@bucktommyfluffebruary

"Can you believe that Tommy and Buck have moved in and yet haven't said 'I love you' once?" Hen said with disbelief.

"Hen, the moving in decision was spur of the moment. I was practicing how to spring up the question but I didn't realise that he was already inside. I'm not even completely moved in yet, all my stuff's still in the loft."

"But you still asked him to move in and he said yes." Chim chimed in.

"Well, technically I'm the one movin-"

"Screw technicalities Buck. This is serious. Moving in is a very big decision and taking it in a rush may not be a good idea."

"Oh, great. Another thing you guys are discouraging me from." Buck was really really tired of them interfering with his and Tommy's relationship.

"We are not discouraging you, Buck. We're just worried about you. Both of you." Hen reasoned.

"So, what I'm supposed to call a-and tell him that I changed my mind?"

"NO." Both Hen and Chim screamed, which startled a few firefighters. Chim muttered a quick apology while Hen handled Buck. "Buck, look. You and Tommy both care about each other really much, right? So tell him. Be honest about your feeling and where you see yourself going."

Okay, that was really good advice.

"After the shift. We have a date. At home."

"Ohh, it's home already, huh?" Chim nudged him.

Buck didn't do anything except cheer a little when Hen smacked him.

That night Buck went all out. Tommy's favourite dinner, his favourite wine, a smooth jazz. If Buck closed his eyes, he could almost feel as if he was in a fancy restaurant. When Tommy entered the house and he went to greet him, he wasn't prepared for the sight. Tommy, all red eyed and messy curls. His eyes widened on seeing Buck and he made a beeline for him, throwing his duffel to the side.

Evan didn't know what the problem was and he was really scared.

"Tommy, are you okay?" Evan asked, hand running through Tommy's head.

"Rough day, I'm sorry. i know we had a date but there was this accident-"

"Hey, hey, no need to explain, okay? I'm right here. We can just get some ice cream and watch a romcom. Maybe Love Actually."

Tommy just stared at Evan, and despite that, it didn't make him uncomfortable. Tommy could never make him uncomfortable.

"I love you." Tommy finally declared.

It took a sec for Evan's brain to catch up. In that time, Tommy's lips were on his already. He kept repeating 'I love you' punctuating each with a peck.

Evan was overwhelmed. He grabbed Tommy's face, trying to keep him still.

"Wait, let me say it too, you dork." Evan's eyes were full of tears, "I love you too." As he released his boyfriend's face to kiss him again. Best. Date. Ever.

[mypoisonedvine]

OMG OMG TWO OF MY FAVORITE WRITERS TOGETHER I CANT BREATHE!!! can i please req a dark eddie x shy innocent girlfriend reader who always keeps to herself and doesn’t talk to anyone (except eddie ofc) bc she has a stutter and has been bullied by jason but she doesn’t tell eddie because she’s afraid of what he’ll do but at lunch when she’s with him and his friends talking jason makes fun of her even making her cry and eddie just loses it! I LOVE YOU!!! srry for rambling😭😍🥰

WE'RE ALSO VERY EXCITED THAT WE'RE TOGETHER and we also can't breathe cause we keep laughing at stupid tiktoks lmaooo

just a heads up, I know you said dark eddie in the fic but it wasn't giving dark to me so I wrote it more traditional, I hope you don't mind. I was gonna have bex do this one but we realized it's a lot like their fic mighty protector so I decided to try my hand at it instead!

warnings: bullying, fluff, jason sucks

When you first transferred here, everyone just thought you were silent; that was what you wanted, actually, but it never lasted long enough. It was only a couple of weeks before you had to say something in front of them, and the longer you waited to speak, the more anxious you were to finally break the silence-- and anxiety was what made your stammer show up in the first place.

In those weeks of silence, Eddie had found a way to fall for you without getting to talk to you at all. Amazingly, even after you humiliated yourself in front of the entire English class and became the laughingstock of Hawkins High, he still asked you out; you rejected him the first time, actually, convinced it was a joke. Then, when you figured out it wasn't a joke, you rejected him again because you were too nervous to say yes.

Technically, you never said yes to that first date... he showed up at your house, with flowers and a blanket and a packed picnic basket, and you joined him on your own front lawn. And yes, he made you stammer-- and blush, and laugh. From that day on, you had a permanent seat at the Hellfire table at lunch, with Eddie's arm draped over your shoulders.

Of course, not every day could be perfection. There was still Jason.

"Hey, freaks," Jason greeted you all as he walked by, looking incredibly proud of that incredibly low-hanging fruit.

"Keep moving, shitstain," Dustin called back with a roll of his eyes.

"That's rich coming from you, freshman-- did you just get out of diapers or what?" Jason retorted.

For some reason, that really pissed you off, probably because you could remember being new here too. You knew you shouldn't say anything-- you hardly ever did, knowing what would happen if you opened your mouth-- but for once you wanted to speak up for something you cared about. Or, someone. You put all your concentration into the words on your tongue, clenching your fists and praying to any god that would listen to just. not. stutter.

"B-b-back off!" you blurted out. The whole table, and Jason's crew of jocks, went silent. Then, they started laughing.

Your face heated up and your eyes watered as you looked down. "Nice one, d-d-d-d-dork!" Jason imitated with a loud cackle. Dustin and Mike looked guilty, like it was somehow their fault; Eddie started to get up out of his seat at the table, but you squeezed his shoulder.

"D-don't," you whispered to Eddie. "He's j-j-just trying t-to get you in t-trouble. L...Lll--"

You were gonna say 'leave him alone', but 'L's were the hardest. You didn't stammer on this, specifically, but you got... stuck. And you hated it most of all, it made you feel like a complete lllllloser.

"Oh, look-- I bet she's whispering sweet nothings in his ear," Jason noticed you talking to your boyfriend, putting on a mocking impression with a high-pitched voice as he continued: "D-d-d-do me, Munson!"

A hand on his shoulder wasn't nearly enough to stop Eddie after that; he all but leapt out of his seat and pounced on Jason, taking him to the ground.

He got a few hits in, but it was only a few seconds before Jason's douche army was all over him; honestly, they would've probably really hurt him if there hadn't been teachers nearby to break it up.

The other thing about teachers being nearby, though, is that they saw Eddie technically 'start it.' Of course, they'd never give detention to a basketball star like Carver, and they were always looking for excuses to bust the stoner-slash-super-senior.

You tried to sweeten the deal, though, as repayment for him getting himself detention to defend your honor: you wrote him a note that you paid another delinquent to smuggle in to him.

Hey Ed,

I know I should say this to you in person, but I wanted it to be perfect, no stutters.

I love you.

~

Your heart was already racing as you waited for him to be released from detention; when you saw him burst through the front doors and come bounding towards you, you stood up from where you'd been sitting on the steps outside.

"My-- my poor b-boyfriend," you cooed as he wrapped you in a bear hug and kissed the top of your head.

"Didn't miss me too much while I was incarcerated, did you?" he smirked.

"D-d-desperately," you replied. "D-did you... get my note?"

He smiled. "Yeah."

You pouted a little, getting nervous. "D-do you have... anything to... say t-to it? I m-mean, what I said..."

"I won't respond to what you said until you say it," he insisted.

"Eddie!" you whined.

"C'mon, princess, loud and proud," he demanded.

"B-but I wanted it to be p-p-perfect!" you complained, your heart racing as you just knew you would mess it up if you tried to say it right to his face like this. Shutting your eyes, you took a deep breath; praying didn't work last time, so you just said it a thousand times in your head like you wanted it to come out: I love you Eddie, I love you Eddie, I love you-- "I llllllove you, Eddie."

You cringed as you heard your impediment come through, but then you softened when you felt Eddie's lips press to yours. Smiling into it, you wrapped your arms around his neck and embraced him. "Sounded perfect to me, princess," he whispered. "I love you, too."

[silentstyx]

HI, HELLO

how are you doing? hopefully youve been having a good day

i'd like to request a Benny x werewolf!reader where maybe they're both like, idk, caught by Jesse or something, and reader just absolutely wolfs out and yk, saves both their asses? in this case reader can turn at will and maybe its with an established relationship too?

(also i mean werewolf, in not the sense of going full wolf but having like the sharp teeth/fangs and claws ykyk)

tysm!!

moon's embrace (prequel)

ok so like this a prequel to the other one just cos theyre so similar

tw! friends to lovers, unfunny humor, a itsy bitsy amount of cursing, cringy werewolf descriptions.

ok so like when i first read this idk why but my brain processed it as like friends -> lovers sooo thats what this is!

keeping this secret was.. difficult to say the least. well. you have two secrets.

crush on your childhood bestfriend

it's honestly the biggest secret you've ever kept, and a pain in the ass. like so not only you were lying to him about the whole thing but you had the biggest crush on him since you two made it to 8th grade! you've rejected guys for him! you could've been very very popular if you had wanted but noo you had a crush on one of the biggest dorks in school!

oh yeah, a second secret.

2. you're kinda sorta a werewolf?

you don't like wolf out completely like ethan did that one night.... but if you're able to get to that point maybe out of anger or a full moon you'll grow claws and fangs and very easily and painfully ability to be picked up by the scruff? also squirrels seem to piss you off a bit more than usual when you transform.

see two people know about no. 1 and nobody except maybe the worst vamp you have literally ever met knows no. 2. yes, yes. fun times!

he found out because you guys were playing kickball in gym together and you accidentally like barked at him?? no clue. you're not even competitive either!

he saw you after that class and confronted you about it. with his stupid handsome smirk the WHOLE time he had talked to you! the. worst. vampire. EVER.

oh but the two people that know about your little crush are also vampires. Sarah and Erica. i know, it's sorta ironic. shut up.

you were all chilling at Ethan's house, Benny's arm was around your shoulders as they rewatched star wars for the 10949th time. yes, obviously you were focused on where his arm was.

when Sarah ran in panting you sat up, "guess who."

i don't like that she was looking at me when she said that.

"we're not stupid Sarah, we know it's you," Rory said while rolling his eyes.

you groan and roll your eyes at the stupidity, "Rory she meant guess who she is running from! and it is... Jesse?"

she nods and thats when you all hear him yelling from outside. you whine, then stand up.

"[insert reader's name] sit down you're the most mortal out of all of us," benny remarked.

"shut up," you rebuttal.

he nods his head, "yes ma'am."

you all go outside ready to hopefully kill him this time.

you go outside and he tilts his head to the left smirking again, a sigh comes out of you.

"hey, wolfie," Jesse sneered, "come out to play, hm?"

you could hear the whispers of your friends behind you asking what he meant and to ignore what he says but all you could do growl softly. it wasn't even supposed to come out. but it made Jesse laugh.

"is someone blowing a dog whistle nearby? whats got you so mad, pup?" he smirked.

he sped over and he was behind benny, he sped away back from the group of abnormality teens. this means he knows you feel about benny. when you're all finally able to see them without t being a blurred image Jesse's fangs are out and near Benny's neck. shit.

"let him go, Jesse..." you warn quietly but threateningly.

somehow he smirks wider, "we both know im not doing that. show em."

you growl.

your claws grew in and your fangs came out, eyes turning a bloody red color.

jesse snickers, then lets benny go, "cant wait for this conversation," then he leaves. thank god hes gone.

everyones left in shock as you let your werewolf symptoms fade away.

"[insert readers name]...? what the hell?" sarah started.

well.

shit.

(if its any consolation after the long talk you and benny got together. he got all queezy after jesse took him and spilled his guts. literally and metaphorically. you all had to ask bennys grandma to come over to clean bennys throw up because youre all too prissy!!)

©️ silentstyx please do not copy, repost, or translate any of my work with out my permission. thank you!

[bteezxyewriter12]

Enough is Enough

Pairing- Namjoon x Named Reader

Word count- 4.6k

Includes- Namjoon is jealous, unrequited love, public sex, cock riding, pussy eating, cum eating, missionary, multiple orgasms, fluff

Tag List- @mingtina @jaxxmine @yeosayang @delightfulmoonbanana @tannie13 @y00nzin0 @marsstarxhwa

@borntowalkaway @soulseobi05 @kpop-bambi @seokwoosmole @meowmeowminnie @realisticnotes @effielumiere @svnbangtansworld @pinkies-things @insomniacatiny

Gif Credit- @Jung-Koook

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J POV

I look up at the stage watching my best friend rap his part in BTS' new song

Namjoon asked me to come to their comeback but this time I wanted to be in the crowd for their performance

I'm always backstage and very rarely I get to experience the whole concert performance vibe every ARMY says is amazing

He argued with me but I put my foot down and he finally relented as long as I had a bodyguard with me and stayed in the front where he could watch me

As if he could do anything if anything did go down

I know he's worried about my safety but it's fine

No one except the staff knows me

In the crowd I'm just another ARMY

I've never been in any photos with Namjoon, nor any of the members, that have been released, so I'm good

I sing along with the song, jumping up and down, yelling his name like a fan girl

Because well I am

"Namjoon!", I scream

He glances at me yelling and rolls his eyes, a small smile forming on his face

Yeah he likes the attention

He'll never admit it but he likes it

If only he knew I'd give him all my attention anytime he wanted it

But I'm not going there again

One humiliation during high school was enough

He found out about my feelings, never said anything or talked to me about it then got a girlfriend a week later

If that doesn't scream friendzone then I don't know what will

Unrequited love sucks but at least he's still my best friend

The song draws to a close and they run off stage

But I know it's just for a wardrobe change

They have another song to perform

As I wait with the rest of the ARMYS, I send Namjoon a quick text

"You were great Joonie! Can't wait for the next song!"

I'm not expecting him to answer back because, hello he's changing and he has to get all the equipment back on really fast

So I'm surprised when my phone rings

It's just a smiley face with the cheeks pink ☺️ but still, he answered

I didn't even know he had his phone close by

I figured he'd read the text after the second performance when we're all back in the viewing room and I'd make fun of him

Like normal

Well, whatever

It's not a big deal

After a few minutes, BTS comes back on stage and gets into their positions for the next song

One of my favorites

Run BTS

Namjoon is dressed all in black, his black hair falling in his face and my heart beats faster

God, he's so hot

'Stop', I scold myself, 'Just pay attention to the song'

Shoving all unwanted through about Namjoon away, I focus on the guys as the music starts

Jungkook starts it and all of us in the crowd sing along with a majority of the girls around me just screaming for him

Each one of these girls would kill me if they knew he's my dorky friend

I gotta admit he looks so cool on stage

They all do and it's hilarious how much of a bunch of total dorks they all are in real life

Jungkook comes back to the center to sing the chorus and just for fun I scream, "Jungkook!" along with the girls, jumping and waving at him as if I don't know him

Being in the crowd is fun

"Jungkook!", I yell again

Namjoon's head immediately turns to me as I scream Jungkook's name again, his jaw clenched and he actually looks pissed off

I have no clue what that's about

I yell his name too

The chorus ends and Yoongi is up next with Namjoon, Jimin and Jungkook moving to my side of the stage to wait for their cues to go back

"Yoongi!", I scream, waving my hands and jumping while he raps

Namjoon is up next

When I glance at him, he's standing with his arms crossed, a scowl on his face, his eyes on me

Ok what the hell?

Did I do something wrong?

Jungkook nudges him and his demeanor immediately changes as he gets into place for his part

He raps and I yell his name like I did for the other guys but he doesn't look over at me again

I push away the bad feeling I'm having and enjoy the rest of the song, singing along

Namjoon stands on a built part of the stage, doing his part as the song winds down

It ends with him in the middle, giving a sexy smoldering stare, the guys surrounding him

I clap and cheer with the crowd as they guys wave at us then one by one head backstage

"C'mon", the bodyguard says lowly and starts heading for a door near the back of the room

I slip out of the crowd, eager fans taking my space immediately as they wait for the next group to perform

As I follow the guard, I hope everything is ok with Namjoon

I don't know what I did to upset him but I don't want him to be mad

He should be happy after performing, feeling like he did a good job

Which he did and I'll remind him of that

The bodyguard opens the door to the viewing room and I step in

I immediately see Namjoon across the room, pacing back and forth

What is wrong with him?

"Hey Jo!", Jungkook smiles, waving at me

"Hi Kookie", I greet, smiling at him

Namjoon's head snaps up, his eyes on mine, a hard look on his face and I'm not gonna lie, I'm intimidated

He strides over to me and I'm worried about the confrontation that's about to happen

I steel myself as he gets closer

"Enough is enough", he growls

I'm expecting a shit storm so color me surprised when as soon as he gets to me, his hand moves to the back of my neck and he pulls me towards him, his lips crashing into mine

It takes me a second to register what's happening

'He's kissing you', my brain screams, 'Namjoon is kissing you'

Once that sinks in, I don't even question anything and immediately kiss him back

His arms wrap around my waist, pulling me against him, his tongue licking my lip

As soon as I open my mouth, his tongue is against mine, playing and we both let out the most embarrassing moans

"Yeah I'm out", Jungkook says

"I'm coming too", Jimin chimes in

I hear the guys footsteps as they pass us but I can't do anything but kiss Namjoon

He's completely taken over me

"Lock the door Hobi", Yoongi tell him

Lock the door?

Why?

I hear the door closed and I assume it's just me and Namjoon left here

As soon as the door closes, Namjoon's hands are on my thighs, lifting me up

I wrap my legs around him, my arms moving around his neck

He walks over to the couch, sitting down on it, his lips never leaving mine

I don't know what's got into him but I'm not questioning it

His hands move to my back, his fingers unzipping my dress

Holy shit

What the fuck is happening?

I, however, don't stop a damn thing he's doing and actually help him by moving my arms through the dress sleeves

He separates from my mouth for the second it takes to get the dress off me, then he's right back to kissing me

And I'm aware I'm just in my

underwear and bra

Well if I'm gonna be undressed, so is he

I push the jacket he's wearing back and down his arms, him moving to help me get it off him

I kiss him, my tongue in his mouth as I shove his black t-shirt up, touching his hard muscles of his abs and broad chest

He's so fucking big, it's such a turn on

I keep tugging his shirt but his arms stay locked around me, kissing me desperately, like he's never going to again

Which I really don't know if he is

"Joonie", I whine, pressing kisses to his lips, "Off"

He moves his arms through the sleeves, then pulls away only long enough for me to get the shirt over his head, then again, mouth right against mine

His hands move to my back, slowly sliding up, his fingers leaving fire racing across every piece of skin he touches

He gets to my bra, undoing it like a pro and tossing it away

Of course his hands immediately cup my boobs, squeezing softly, his thumbs running over my nipples and making me even wetter than I am already

He breaks away from my lips only to attach his mouth to my nipple, sucking harshly

"Namjoon", I moan, pleasure hitting me

My hips move on their own, rubbing against his....holy shit....his hard on

He's hard?

Because of me?

I can't believe it

He switches nipples, his free hand slipping right into my panties, fingers running along my pussy

"Fuck", he groans against my nipple, "So wet"

Of course I am

The man I always wanted is kissing me, groping me, sucking on my nipple and touching my cunt

Of course I'm soaked

And I need more, I realize

I need him

This...while it's great, isn't cutting it

Grabbing his hand, I pull it out of my underwear and he actually whines, making my head spin with shock

Getting it together, I quickly undo his belt, getting his pants open

He crashes his lips back against mine, kissing me as he lifts himself up pulling his pants and boxers down, then moves his legs to get his sneakers and the rest of his bottom clothes off

Then he pulls me down on him, right against his hard dick

Goddamn, he feels so fucking big

His hands move to my panties, a tearing sound filling the room

The next thing I know my panties are gone and I'm sitting on his hard dick

Oh my god, this is really happening

"Sit on my cock", he murmurs against my lips, "Please baby. I've been dying to feel you around me baby"

His words are making my brain stutter

He's been dying to feel me on him?

Since when?

"Please", he begs and fuck me that's so hot

Lifting myself up, I reach between us and hold his cock up

Jesus, it feels massive and fucking thick

His hands grip my hips as I sink down on him, getting his head in

He breaks the kiss, his head falling back against the couch, moaning so loudly

"More baby. More"

I slowly push down, his thick cock spreading me wide open

Seriously, I've never had a dick open my pussy this much

Just feeling him slip inside, rubbing everywhere is insane

"Fuck", I whisper, shivers running up my back, the pleasure intense, just from getting him in

"All of me baby. Please. Take me all"

Oh I definitely will

I push down more until I'm finally sitting against his legs, his cock so deep inside

I clench him hard, making him moan, feeling how he's perfectly against every spot inside me

His eyes open, his head lifting to look at me

"You feel so fucking good", he groans, his hands squeezing my hips hard, "Fuck, so tight. Choking my cock"

I nod, "So big Joonie. Feels really good"

"Good baby. Wanna be good for you"

"You are", I assure him

He smiles, then pulls me to him, kissing me

We kiss for a few minutes, just feeling each other, getting used to each other

I can't help but clench on him so tightly

It's like my pussy has a mind of it's own, throbbing around him

He's hard as a rock and I can feel every part of his cock inside me

"Ride me", he murmurs against my lips

Not a problem

Keeping my arms around his neck, my lips on his, I slide up his cock to his head

Shit, his dick is long and so fucking fat

Dropping down his shaft, I take him all in, his cock spreading my hole so wide, my pussy full of him

"Oh my fucking god", he groans, his hands gripping my hips hard

Slipping up and down his cock, I bounce on him fast and hard, absolutely loving the way his cock feels, how hard he is, how massive he is

And the pleasure is so fucking incredible, it's insane

"Yes baby girl", he moans, his eyes watching me ride him, "Fuck you're so fucking beautiful baby. Riding my cock so fucking well. You feel so good baby"

"Joonie", I whimper as I fuck him, lifting his face to mine and kissing him wildly

His kiss matches my fervor, his hands moving to my ass, squeezing and helping me jump up and down his dick

I'm so fucking wet, it's insane, his fat head hitting my spot again and again

I never felt this much pleasure before

Of course it's him

I knew it was him

"God you're so wet", he murmurs, pressing a kiss to my neck, "It's all for me?"

"Yeah Joonie", I confirm, getting closer with each move, my cunt squeezing the life from his cock

"Fuck, you're getting so tight. Feels so good opening you up", he groans, "Gonna cum for me?"

I nod, sliding my hands into his sweaty black hair, holding on

"Scream my name baby"

I bounce a few more times, his cock sending me right into my orgasm

Pure bliss explodes in body, my body shaking hard, screaming his name

"Namjoon! Namjoon!"

"Yes, fuck", he growls, moving me up and down his cock, fucking me through my orgasm, "Yell for me baby"

I do, his name just falling from my lips so naturally

"That's right baby. Scream my name. No one else's. Not Jungkook or Yoongi or anyone. You scream only my name", he growls, "Got it?"

"Yes", I nod, it registering through the pleasure that he was jealous when I yelled his members names

That's why he was so upset on stage

He was jealous

That is shocking in itself and hard to wrap my head around

As the pleasure fades, I sit fully down on his cock, grinding on him, breathing hard

God that was fucking amazing

The next thing I know, Namjoon turns, laying me on my back, pulling out and making me whine from the loss of him

He, however, spreads my legs wide open, his tongue licking me like crazy

"Oh god", I moan, intense bliss running all over

"Fuck, tastes so good", he groans, his tongue sliding on my slit, inbetween my pussy lips, "Such sweet cream baby. I knew you'd taste this good. I knew it"

Well I had no idea

But he seems to be enjoying it

I lift my head to watch him and fuck he looks so good in-between my legs

Really enjoying it

And so am I

The top of his tongue flicks my clit and I moan from the spike in pleasure

"More Joonie"

"Here baby?", he asks, running his tongue along my clit, starting with the flat of his tongue along to the tip

"Yes Joonie! There!", I cry, burying my hand in his hair

His arms wrap around my legs, keeping them open, lavishing my clit in licks

"Such a cute clit baby. So small. Throbbing so hard for me", he comments as he pleasures me, "Such a pretty pussy"

I moan from his words, again not believing it's fucking Namjoon saying this to me

His tongue slips down, pushing into my hole

I gasp, immediately clenching around his tongue as he slides in as much as he can

"Mmmm", he groans, pulling his tongue out, then shoving it back in, tongue fucking me fast

My hips move on their own from the pleasure, from the desire to cum, fucking his face

God, I want to cum on his face

I dreamed of seeing him in between my legs for so long, eating my pussy as wildly as he is right now, for so long

I'm finally getting it and I'm not tearing my eyes from him

His tongue pulls out, sliding up, his mouth latching around my clit

He sucks once, gently, stars blasting in my vision from how amazing it feels

He sucks again

And again

And again

And with each suck, he goes faster, harder, playing and tugging, his tongue against my bump at the same time

My hips keep moving, my orgasm mounting, his name falling from my lips over and over

My back arches at his next suck, falling into an intense orgasm, my legs shaking around his head

"Namjoon! Oh, Namjoon! Baby!", I cry, pleasure washing over me, his mouth sucking me through it as I grind my pussy on his face

He moans too, as if he's the one orgasming, his tongue licking rapidly around my hole, swallowing my cum, his hands squeezing my thighs so hard

"Fucking good baby", he groans in between licks, cleaning my pussy

He pulls away when I finish, looking up at me, his face soaked in my cream

"I love eating your pussy baby", he says seriously

Oh my fucking god

"I...I.. loved it too", I admit

He smiles as he sits up, wiping his mouth, then pulling me closer to him by my legs

"Need to fuck you", he says, positioning his cock right at my hole

"Yes Joonie", I nod, wanting him so much

I don't know if this will happen again and I'm letting him do whatever he wants

His eyes move to my pussy as his cock enters me

"God you're pussy is so pretty", he murmurs, pushing inside, splitting me open so pleasurably, "Taking my cock so well. Fuck, that little hole is so pretty spreading for me"

He slides all in, his body shaking as his cock nestles inside me, head against my spot

"Fuck baby, your pussy looks so pretty wrapped around my cock", he says, mesmerized

He pulls back, then thrusts in hard, making me moan, his eyes watching where we meet as he fucks into me

His thrusts are hard and fast, stroke after stroke throwing me into bliss, impaling me on his fat cock

"God you're so creamy", he mutters, pounding into me, the drag of his cock so fucking incredible, "Making such a thick pretty ring around my cock. Want more of this cream all over"

I whimper, loving how good he is at dirty talk

I watch him fuck me and god, he's beautiful

He's so big- big arms, big chest, broad shoulders

I can see his muscles in his chest, his abs hard and tight as he ploughs into me

He's so sweaty, a sheen on his body, drops dripping down his chest, some dripping from his hair, falling on my stomach

Pleasure is all over his face and his body

He's so fucking hot

His eyes move from us, running along my body, biting his lip

"You're so beautiful", he murmurs, "Such a sexy little body, pretty pussy, gorgeous face. You're fucking perfect"

My mouth drops in disbelief that these words are coming out of his mouth

His eyes move to mine, gazing hard, "You're mine"

I blink in surprise

"Do you hear me?", he demands, leaning over me, one of his hands landing on the couch next to my head, his hips rolling into me faster, "You're fucking mine"

I nod, "Yeah Joonie"

"Only I get to touch you. Only I get to fuck you. No one else", he continues, the sound of his skin hitting mine so pretty, "Only I get to kiss you"

I nod, "Kiss me now Joonie"

He immediately leans down, his lips crashing into mine, tongue already playing with mine

I fall into his kiss, moving my legs around his waist, clenching around him

I need to feel him against me and I move my arms around him, pulling him flush on top of me, my hands roaming his broad back as I kiss him

His hand moves behind my back, lifting me up, keeping his sweaty body against mine, his pelvis rubbing against my clit with each stroke

His mouth moves against mine, his back muscles moving under my palms, the feeling turning me on so much

His other hand moves around my boob, groping me, his thumb playing with my nipple

"Mmmm", I whimper, my pussy throbbing around him so hard, so fast

I'm so close

His cock is fucking good, so skillful, keeping me in ecstacy

It's blowing my world

"Cum for me baby", he whispers in between kisses, "Cream my cock"

The next hit to my spot has ecstasy tidal waving over me as I cum all over his hard fat dick

"Joonie!", I cry, breaking the kiss, my fingers digging into his back as pure unwavering bliss pounds into my body

"Fuck, baby. I'm gonna cum", he moans

I lock my legs around him tightly, wanting him to fill me with cum

I'm in too much pleasure that I can't talk, my mind utterly blank, so I keep my legs around me

"Baby...Jo...I'm...I'm..oh fuck", he groans, sheathing his dick in my pussy, his cock throbbing hard, warm sticky cum shooting inside me

"Joanne. Baby, fuck", he cries, his big body shaking against me

"Namjoon!", I whimper, his cock feeling so good when he cums

I've never felt that before, never felt a cock so acutely while the guy was coming

It's probably because he's so fucking big

When he finishes, he lays down on top of me, his face in my neck

I slide one hand up into his hair, stroking softly

I also run my fingers up and down his back as well, loving the way his skin shivers, making me smile

I just want to hold him for a little bit before we get up and everything goes back to the way it was

Back to best friends

"I love you", he breathes

I freeze, wondering if I'm actually hearing him correctly

"What?", I whisper

"I love you", he repeats softly, "I love you so much"

"You do?", I ask, still in shock

He nods, "I...I was always in love with you. Always"

Always?

What does he mean always?

He had a girlfriend throughout high school, he got with her within a week of finding out about my feelings

He's dated other idols

What does he mean?

"But in school-"

"I loved you then too", he admits, blowing my world up

"But you had a girlfriend. A week after you found out my feelings for you"

"I...I didn't believe it", he says quietly, "Hae told me about your feelings but I didn't know if she was telling the truth. And I was too scared to say anything. I was scared to lose you if I told you how I felt and you didn't feel the same. And with Hannah, I had already had a date with her two days after I found out about your feelings and I just went with it"

I take this in and while it sucks I can't blame him

I was deathly afraid of losing him too, that's why I never said anything

And almost kicked the shit out of Hae when I found out what she said

"You're my best friend Jo, I needed you and I didn't want to jeopardize our friendship"

"And now?", I ask

He still has no idea that I love him, doesn't know if he's jeopardizing our friendship now

"I just...I can't take it anymore. I can't be around you without desperately wanting to kiss you", he whispers, "And I got so fucking jealous hearing you yell for Jungkook and Yoongi. I know I shouldn't have, I know you were just cheering for your friends but I was so jealous and angry. I didn't even plan on any of this. When you walked in, I made a snap choice and I kissed you. Everything that happened was amazing and I want more. I want to be with you, I want to be able to kiss you when I want, hold you when I want, stay the night with you, just be around you. And that made me tell you. I love you"

I smile, hearing those three words, I've always wanted to hear from him

"Joonie", I call, lifting his face to mine

His eyes avoid mine and I need him to look at me

"Baby", I whisper, his eyes finally gazing in mine, hope and fear in his, "I love you Namjoon"

Shock fills his eyes as he takes in my words

"I always loved you too baby", I tell him, "From high school. You're everything Joonie, everything I could ever want and more"

"Really?", he asks in disbelief

"Really baby. Everything you want I want. I want to spend all my time with you. I want to kiss you all the time, be in your strong arms, love you", I assure him, "You're mine Joonie and I'm never letting you go"

"Don't let me go baby", he whispers, "Don't baby. Ever. And I won't let you go"

"Deal Joonie", I smile, "I love you"

A huge beautiful bright smile breaks on his face, his dimples showing

"I love your smile Joonie", I say softly, gently touching his dimples, "It's beautiful"

"I love yours Jo", he answers, "I love you"

My smile widens, pressing my lips against his

He kisses me back and I'm so fucking happy

As we kiss, there's a pounding on the door

"Oi, are you done? We're walking around the hall like idiots!", Jungkook bellows

We pull away with Namjoon rolling his eyes, "Two minutes!"

"Awww", I whine

He smiles, running his fingers in my hair, "It's ok baby. We have all night to be together"

I perk up hearing that, "Yeah?"

He nods, "Yeah. We can go to my apartment or yours. We can eat, watch some TV. Then I'm gonna fuck you all night"

"All night?", I smirk

"Yeah", he nods, "In between we can cuddle and take naps"

I giggle, "Sounds good baby"

"Good", he agrees, giving me a quick peck, "Let's get up before these pain in my asses keep knocking"

I nod, both of us sitting up and collecting our clothes from around the room, putting them on

"Uh Joonie?", I call, holding my ripped panties up, "What am I supposed to do now?"

He grins, "Hmmm, well your dress is long enough to cover you so I'd say give them to me"

I raise my eyebrow but hand them to him and he proceeds to put them in his pocket

I roll my eyes, "You're such a guy"

"You're guy", he adds, coming closer, kissing my forehead

"Yeah, mine", I smile

"Hurry up!", Tae yells, knocking

Namjoon sighs, walking to the door, opening it

"It's about time!", Jungkook whines as he walks in, "Where should I not sit?"

Namjoon rolls his eyes, "That couch"

"Noted", he says, going to the other couch

The rest of the guys file in, sitting in the various chairs and couches in the room, avoid the one we fucked on

"Come baby", Namjoon says, taking my hand and leading us to "our" couch

He sits, then pulls me into his lap, wrapping his arms around me

"Guess they're together", Hobi says loudly

"Yeah. Shut up", Namjoon answers, making me laugh

I lean back, moving my arm around his neck, pulling him in for a kiss

His soft lips kiss me back and I'm so happy he's finally mine

[changelingsandothernonsense]

Top Five Blorbos!

HIIIII!!!

Woo five blorbos...hmm

Imma fuck this one up a bit because we're blorbafying people and cities as well as THE CHARACTER. Fuck the rules, blorbos can be whatever the fuck I want! :3

Zahīr ud-Dīn Muhammad (Babur)

The founder of the Mughal Empire and a guy who wrote extensively on his many failures. His autobiography the Baburnama is honestly so so fun to read, this guy has sass for days and measures a man's worth and attractiveness based entirely on how gifted he was in poetry. Don't mention losing Samarkand or the Fergana Valley or our most beloved Andijan THREE TIMES! Look, the melons might not be as good in Dehli or Kabul but at least you managed to KEEP THEM!

Anyway, I should start learning Chagatai if I want more info.

2. Timur

This guy! This guy so much! This guy! Look, how am I not gonna stan a guy who uses "Skull Pyramid in attack mode" as a primary form of intimidation? How am I not going to stan a guy who fucked the Iranian plateau, Afghanistan and Central Asia in the mouth? This guy stanned Temujin (Chinggis Khan) so hard he scoured the land to find a wife who was a direct descendant of the guy just to hold down his legitimacy. Something about "Hey me and that guy share an ancestor waaaaaay back" doesn't quite hit as well as "I'm a descendant of Chinggis Khan". Who the fuck is Tumbinai Khan anyway dude? Oh did I mention he suffered a leg injury early in his career and had to do a world mount whilst using a cane?

This guy can create an entire Central Asian Renaissance before the Europeans even knows what's whacking them over the head.

We do not speak about Khwarazm. (See skull pyramid)

3. Samarkand

This is me being a fucking dork about the Timurids and their art and architecture (which you might notice is what all the above art works except the bust belong to).

Look I love anything and everything about the Silk Road and Samarkand and Sogdiana was its heart. This is the birthplace of the Timurid Renaissance and thusly, the birthplace of the European one too (it was sparked through trade and plagues).

A city that had until very recently been the centre of trade from Asia, Africa, Europe and the Indian subcontinent. I will visit before I die.

4. Essahaddon/Assarhaddon

King of Assyria and everywhere else! No he will not hear of you're bullshit- get invaded! Yo, you weren't expected to inherit anything because you were the youngest son of Sennacherib but somehow managed to gain the position through being lit! So your brothers decide to wage a six-week long civil war only to get dead coz he's just that fucking good! Yo, did you just give women the most political power they've had since the Bronze Age? Maybe it's because you don't trust your male relatives to not be greedy fuck ups, or maybe your wife and daughters were just better at administrating a state instead.

My man has an unspecified chronic illness, he's paranoid and he's apparently got wacked by the depression stick. Yet he still manages to fuck everyone up the ass so thoroughly that he even managed to wrestle Egypt and Libya off the Kushites and slap around Elam a bit. He ensures a peaceful succession and his son, Ashurbanipal created the greatest library of ancient Near Eastern texts the world has ever known. (This is your Library of Alexandria, it's in Nineva). Neo-Assyria became a superpower under both their watch.

5. Ya boi

Congratulations! All the people here are my influences for my main mang that I commandeered from an NPC. Ensirhaddon'Sul-Sero Teldryn am'Urshilaku is a sum of all parts. He eventually does wield a reckoning against Vvardenfell and may have made the settled Dunmer remember why they used to fear Ashlander raids.

Then watch him crumble after losing it all. Yeah, he beat the Sharmat, but at what cost? Why can't he just be allowed to retire already?

Leave the Nerevarine to his misery.

Ask me my Top 5/Top 10 anything and i'll fuck up the answer for you!

[i-literally-cant-with-this]

I put up a little survey but no one answered it. How dare you all go on living your lives when I'm posting important things like whether or not I should post this all at once or break it up. So, this is YOUR fault it's been released as a whole ;).

A/N ::: NOT EVEN GONNA FUCKING LIE this was about 15 pages on Google Docs. BUT IN MY DEFENSE I have been working on this for 3 days. And if I'd been left alone like I wanted to be, I'd have not carried on and on like this. So, blame everyone around me that insists on interrupting me while I'm tryin' to write this story that wasn't supposed to be this damn long. ANY-DAMN-WAY. I hope someone out there reads this, despite it being the size of a damn Steinbeck piece of lit.

Disclaimer ::: This is NOT literature.

Seriously, please ... someone enjoy this.

C/W ::: Chifuyu x F.reader x Baji, cheating, sneaking around and sex.

WC ::: 4,765 (I'M SO SORRY. FR THIS TIME)

MDNI under the cut please and thank you.

When Chifuyu introduced you to the man he looked up to - his mentor - his hero, you didn't really think much of it at first. It didn't register how he stopped breathing when he shook your hand and said hello. How his eyes blew out, fully black. Lacking the subtlety of a man who wasn't your lover.

You weren't anything special. At least, you didn't think you were. Chifuyu introduced you as "the most pretty girl he's ever laid eyes on" and Baji couldn't deny that was the loudest truth he's ever heard. He'd never been so jealous of anyone as he is right now. But what could he do about it? Take you away from the man who was like a little brother to him?

He didn't want to. But he couldn't help how he felt when he was around you. He couldn't help how his mouth went dry when you said "Hi, Baj'! How are you today? Lovin' the hair as usual!" And you would wink at him thinking you looked like a total dork and then you'd skitter off to find Chifuyu.

It was easy to fall for you. Especially when you were so sweet, always asking how his day was, making him laugh, smiling that pretty smile at him. His heart was yours. But he knew yours belonged to Chifuyu. And it was getting to a point where he had trouble being around you two at the same time. He wasn't angry or anything. But his heart hurt.

It'd beat out of his chest whenever you'd sit down next to him on the couch or in the back seat of the car. He started to not come around as much.

And one day, you went over there to find Chifuyu because Mikey said that he was at Baji's place and it'd be fine if you popped over to get him.

So, you did just that. Except Chifuyu wasn't there. It was just Keisuke. And he was sitting on his bed with a book in his hand and a sad look in his eyes. 

He seemed surprised to see you when you approached his room. 

"Hey, Baj'," you said softly, "I'm sorry for coming over without calling first but I don't have your number." You leaned against his doorway with your hand on your hip. Smiling that goddamn smile of yours at him like you have absolutely no idea how he feels.

He shook his head. "It's okay. Chifuyu isn't here so if you were looking for him … you’re outta luck."

"Oh. Do you know where he is?"

"Nope. I don't think he's coming back here anytime soon either."

"Ah," you said, "so we're both out of luck."

Baji swallowed hard. "Yeah, ok. Well, bye, I guess. It was nice seeing you."

You smiled again. "Oh! O-ok, Baj'. Maybe I'll ... see you … I’ll see you ‘round."

He only had the strength to say "yeah, maybe" as you walked out of his room and out of his place. Because if he opened his mouth the only words that were going to come out were "I love you, y/n. Please give me a chance. I feel like I'm going to explode every time I'm in the same room with you and I don't get to touch your soft skin."

But he didn't say that. He couldn't. And he spent the rest of his night alone, wishing he had someone to hold him. Someone to tell him everything was going to be okay. Someone who loved him as much as he loved you. Someone who loved him as much as you loved Chifuyu.

You eventually tracked Chifuyu down and you told him about how sad Baji seemed tonight.

"Do you think I should go talk to him?" He asked.

"No," you replied. "I don't think he's in the mood to talk. He seemed really sad, though. He looked like he wanted to cry."

"Should we just leave him alone?"

"Yeah, I think so. But let's check on him tomorrow. Maybe he'll be more up to talking then."

"Ok. I hope so."

You didn't mean to, but you caught a glimpse of Chifuyu's face before he turned away. It was like he knew something. Like he knew that Baji had a crush on you. And maybe he did. Baji wasn't subtle at all. He was obvious and open and loud about his feelings. He wore them on his sleeve. And Chifuyu is the type to notice things. Especially about someone he already paid such close attention to. But none of this could be helped. Not really.

So, you left it alone.

A few weeks later, all the boys came over to hang out. And you sat down next to Baji on the couch like you usually did and you leaned your head on his shoulder. He tensed up and then relaxed. And you heard him sniffle a bit.

"Baj'? Are you alright?"

"Yeah, I'm fine," he said, voice breaking.

"You're crying."

He turned his face away from you and wiped his eyes. "Sorry, y/n. It's nothing. Don't worry about it."

"Hey, I'm your friend. I worry about you. What's wrong?"

"Nothing. Just ... just … stupid shit. Ok? I don't wanna talk about it."

You nodded and patted his knee. "Ok, well, I'm here if you need me." And you got up and walked down the hallway to your room to grab a sweatshirt.

What you didn't know is that Baji got up and followed you. And when you turned around, he was standing there. He reached out and grabbed your hand. And he brought it up to his mouth and kissed it.

"B-Baji?"

"I'm sorry, y/n. I can't do this anymore."

"Do what?"

"I can't ... I can't sit here and watch you and Chifuyu be all lovey dovey. It's fucking with my head, ok? I don't want to feel this way but I do and it's killing me inside. I've tried to stop it. I've tried everything and nothing works."

You pulled your hand back. "What are you … Baji? I don't understand."

"I'm saying that I like you, ok? And I don't know how to stop."

"I understand that but why the fuck are you telling me this now? Jesus, Baj'." You sat down on your bed, folding the sweatshirt up on your lap and holding it close to your chest.

Baji sat down next to you and put his hand on your arm. "I know it's stupid and I know you and Chifuyu are happy together. But I need you to know. I need you to know how much you mean to me. How much I wish it was me instead of him."

You couldn't believe what you were hearing. You didn't know Baji felt this way. You didn't think he ever looked at you like that. And you didn't know what to say. You were speechless.

"I'm sorry, y/n," he said again, "I'm sorry I fucked everything up. I'll go."

But before he could get up, you grabbed his wrist. "Wait," you said. "Don't go."

He turned back to you, face red and impossibly handsome. How had you never seen this before? How completely fucking beautiful he is. And how could you have missed the way he looked at you?

"I'm … sorry, Baj'. I'm sorry I never knew."

"It's not your fault, y/n. I don't blame you for anything. You can't help how you feel."

You nodded.

"What does that mean? Why are you nodding?"

You took his hand and held it in yours. "I don't know." The look in your eyes made him feel something he hadn't felt in so long. And he couldn't help but process that as some fresh new hell. Some new hurt. But still, he was stupidly hopeful.

Even though he didn't want to. He didn't want to think that maybe you could be his. But the way you looked at him right then gave him the tiniest bit of hope that maybe it was possible.

"Y/n? Babe? Where're ya at?" You pulled your hand from Baji's and put them on your lap.

"Sh-shit!" Baji said. "We're in here, Chifuyu. The bedroom." He said as casually as he could muster.

"Tryin' steal my girl, asshole?" Chifuyu laughed half-heartedly.

Baji did not. "Nah, man. Just talking. Catching up."

"Yeah. Ok. Well, Mikey says time to go."

"Shit, already? It's only been an hour."

"Yeah, he wants us all at his place. So, we should go. Don't wanna keep the boss waiting."

"Right. Ok, let's go." Baji got up and walked past Chifuyu without looking him in the eyes. "See ya around, y/n."

"Bye, Baj’-i. Baji." you said. You didn't know what to say. You didn't know what to do.

Baji left and Chifuyu looked at you with a frown. "What's wrong, babe?"

"Nothing."

"Doesn't look like nothing."

"It's nothing, really. Baji was just telling me about some ... something. No biggie. So you're leaving?" You got up and hugged him, trying not to think about the few minutes you and Baji had alone in your room. Holding hands on your bed.

Chifuyu hugged you back. "Yeah, sorry. Mikey says it's important. So, I gotta go. But I'll be back in the morning. Promise."

"Ok, well, I'll talk to you later, yeah? Be safe, Chi." You kissed him and he kissed you back like it was as easy to do as breathing and that broke you down a little bit more than you had anticipated.

What the hell is happening, you wondered. No, you knew what was happening. What is happening. And it was bad. It was so fucking bad. Because you couldn't stop thinking about Baji and his sweet face and his sad eyes. And how it would be nice to hold him and kiss him and make him feel better.

But that was insane. Wasn't it? You loved Chifuyu. You didn't want to be with anyone else. But then why did you feel this way? Why did you want to call Baji and tell him you felt the same?

You didn't know what to do. You were lost. And it was getting harder to pretend you were okay. Especially when you were around Baji. Especially especially when you were around Baji and Chifuyu at the same time.

So, you got into your bed and you texted Chifuyu a good night and a "miss you already" and you waited for him to text you his usual good night text.

It wasn't long and your phone vibrated. You smiled and picked it up next to you on the bed. Picking it up, you were anticipating what cute little thing Chifuyu was going to say to you.

Your smile only grew more wide when you saw it wasn't Chifuyu who'd texted you. 

It was Baji.

"What you doin', y/n?" He asked.

"Hi Baj'. I'm in bed. What you doin'?"

"Same. Just wanted to say g'night."

"Oh, ok. Well, thanks. G'night, Baji. Sweet dreams, yeah?"

"Gonna try and dream about you. And you can't stop me so don't come over here and try to or anything dumb like that, y/n. Got it?"

You surprised yourself: not only with how hard you laughed but that you were up and out of your bed before you knew what happened. Throwing on some leggings and a hoodie and heading out the front door.

Apparently, heading to Baji's place.

"Jesus Christ," he laughed when he opened the door. "Did you sprint here? You're a fucking mess."

"Yeah? Thanks! Anyway, I did run here. And I'm here, aren't I? You're not the only one who can't sleep." Your breathing started to level out after a minute or two of standing there with him.

He couldn't deny that he was missing how your chest heaved when your breathing was heavy. Even behind the baggy sweatshirt. He was missing the way your eyes sparkled in the dark. The way your hair looked messy and adorable. He was missing everything about you.

Until you got there, that is.

"Come in," he said, "make yourself at home."

"Thank you. So, what's up? Why can't you sleep?"

He shrugged. "Don't know. Just thinking too much."

"About?"

He rolled his eyes. "You know about what."

You nodded. "I do. And I think we need to talk about it, yeah? It's getting weird."

Baji swallowed and nodded. "Yeah. You're making things really awkward, y/n. I don't know how much more I can take - going on like this. You're a real pain in my ass."

You gasped, exaggerating hurt feelings and pushed him over on the living room couch. You climbed on top of him before you even knew what was happening.

And though you were only intending to tickle him and make him suffer in the most innocent way, it quickly evolved into something neither one of you had any business exploring with one another.

You felt his hands on your hips and his lips on yours before you had time to process it. And you had no idea what was going on.

You didn't know what to do.

But you knew you didn't want to stop. You didn't want to stop him.

"B-Baji," you said, pulling back just a bit. "Ffffuck! Baj'! Wh-what the hell!"

"I don't know," he said, "I just ... I couldn't help it."

"Yeah, well … neither can I. But we have to stop. We can't do this. We can't do this to Chifuyu! Fuck, man!"

You pulled back and jumped off him. And you started pacing around the living room.

"We can't do this, Baj'. We can't do this to him. We can't."

Baji got up and grabbed your waist, spinning you around to face him. He pulled you flush against the front of his body and kissed you again.

Harder this time.

With more purpose.

And you didn't have the strength to push him away.

You gave in.

Because you wanted to feel him. You wanted to be touched by him and you wanted to touch him. And you couldn't help yourself.

But you knew it was wrong. You knew it was bad.

"Baj'," you said, "we can't. We can't do this." You said between breaths and smashing your lips against his. You had your hands twisted and tangled up in his long, dark hair. Pulling on it as though it would get you even closer to him than you already were.

But it wouldn't.

It couldn't.

And you knew that. You both knew that.

But you couldn't stop. And it didn't matter that you had no idea what was going to happen after tonight.

All you could focus on is what was happening right now.

And right now, you were kissing Baji like it was the last thing you were ever going to do. Like he was the last person you were ever going to touch. Like he was the one who mattered the most.

Like you were never going to be the same again.

Because you weren't.

And you knew you weren't.

So, you did the only thing you could do in this situation:

You said fuck it and kept kissing him.

You said fuck it to what you and Chifuyu had.

You said fuck it to your morals. Fuck it to your conscience. Fuck it all.

Nothing had ever felt so right.

Not in a long time.

Not since you started dating Chifuyu.

And that's when you knew. You knew it was never going to be over, this thing that was blooming between you and Baji.

And you weren't sure what you were going to do about that.

So, you let Baji kiss you and hold you and make love to you that night. You let him because you needed it. You needed him.

And you knew that no matter what happened, it was never going to be the same.

Because you couldn't live without Baji.

Not anymore.

Not now that you'd seen him and touched him and loved him.

No, it wasn't going to be the same. Not ever.

And you were okay with that.

You were okay with it because you knew that it was always supposed to be like this.

Baji was always supposed to be yours.

And you were always supposed to be his.

You were always supposed to be together.

And it felt like the universe was finally putting everything back where it was always supposed to be.

You were complete.

And you had no idea what that meant or what it was going to lead to.

A couple of weeks after this started, Chifuyu asked you to go out with him and Baji. He said it wasn't going to be anything special. Not a date, though, just the three of you going out for dinner, maybe drinks.

You said yes.

Because you couldn't say no.

And Baji couldn't either.

You couldn't look at Chifuyu because you felt so bad.

But you had to.

You had to look at him.

You wanted to tell him.

You wanted to tell him everything.

You wanted to tell him how you felt.

You wanted to tell him how you were feeling about Baji. About him. About you and Chifuyu's relationship as it stood now. About you and Baji's relationship. That shouldn't even exist.

But it did.It does. 

And you weren't sure how to explain that.

You weren't sure how to tell him that you'd fallen in love with his best friend.

You weren't sure how to tell him that you were fucking said best friend and that it wasn't just sex.

It was love.

It was so much more than anything you’d ever experienced.

So, you sat there.

You sat there next to Chifuyu, holding his hand.

And you sat there across from Baji, your feet touching under the table at the booth. Your eyes staring back at the other's for longer than should have been acceptable.

"I'm gonna go grab some water," Chifuyu said, "you guys want anything else?"

"Nah, I'm good," Baji said.

"Me too," you said.

He nodded and walked over to the counter.

And Baji leaned forward. "We can't do this, y/n. We can't keep this up. I can't keep going like this. I can't keep sitting across from you and pretending like I don't want to rip your fucking clothes off and eat your pussy for the next 4 hours. That I don't want to fuck you stupid. I'm fucking getting hard right now just talking about it, y/n! Fuck."

"I know. I know, Baj'. This is killing me. I feel like I'm going to explode."

"What are we going to do? I can't lose you. And I won't lose Chifuyu. He's my best friend. But you're my, goddamn it y/n ... you're my soulmate."

"I … what?"

He nodded. "Yeah. And I know that sounds crazy and stupid but it's the truth. We were made for each other. I feel it. Do you feel it?"

"I , Baj'. I do. But we can't keep this up. We can't do this to Chifuyu."

Neither of you noticed him walk up to the table. "Do what to me? What are you guys goin' on about?"

Baji and you looked at each other. "Nothing," you said.

"You were talkin' about me, weren't you? Did you guys have a fight or something? Is that why you're over here whispering and shit?"

"N-no!" Baji said. "No, we didn't have a fight or anything like that. We were just talking, man. Just talking."

Chifuyu didn't seem to believe him. He squinted his eyes at the two of you and then shrugged. "Ok. Whatever. Anyway, here's your water. What do you guys want to eat?"

You didn't know. You didn't know what you wanted to eat. You didn't know if you wanted to eat. Ever again. All you could think about is how much this was going to hurt Chifuyu. And how much it was going to hurt Baji. And you.

But you had no choice.

You had to tell him.

You had to tell Chifuyu.

And you couldn't put it off any longer.

"Chi, Baj' has something he wants to tell you!" you yelled out so loudly the whole restaurant stopped whatever they were doing to stare at the disruptive girl.

"The FUCK, y/n!" Baji yelled back at you. "What the fuck are you doing?!" He hissed at you.

You shrugged. "I can't do this anymore, Baj'. I can't keep hiding it. I can't keep lying. It's not fair to him."

"You're gonna fucking do it now?"

You nodded.

And Chifuyu looked between the two of you. "What the hell is going on? What are you guys hiding?"

"I ... um ... we ... we've been sleeping together," Baji said, hanging his head.

"You fucking what?" Chifuyu looked at you. "You've been fucking my best friend? Behind my back? Are you fucking kidding me, y/n? You're fucking kidding me. This isn't funny. This isn't funny at all."

"I'm sorry, Chi. I didn't mean for this to happen. It just did. It's not like we planned it or anything. It just happened."

"Yeah, it just happened! That's real fucking convenient. You just accidentally fell onto his dick. Real fucking nice, y/n. I can't believe you. I can't believe either of you. You know what? Fuck this shit. You guys deserve each other. I hope you're happy together." Chifuyu threw his napkin down on the table and stormed out of the restaurant.

Leaving you and Baji at the table and everyone in there staring at you again.

You got up and started to chase after Chifuyu. Baji just sat there, taking a sip of his drink. "Fuckin' shit," he said, "this was a bad idea."

You found Chifuyu outside, sitting on a bench next to the entrance of the restaurant. "H-hey," you said, sitting down next to him.

"Leave me alone, y/n. I don't want to talk to you."

"I know. I'm sorry, ok? I'm so sorry. I never meant to hurt you, Chi. You know that, right? You know I would never want to hurt you on purpose."

"Yeah, well, you did. You did hurt me. And you have been hurting me for weeks."

"Chi, you have to under- wait, what did you just say? You've known about this? Chi!"

"Yeah, I fucking knew about it. I'm not an idiot. I could tell you guys had something going on. And I let it go because I thought it was nothing. I thought it was a crush or something. I thought I could trust you BOTH to do the right thing here. Instead, you've been fucking each other - behind my back, for weeks and NOT telling me how you felt. You know, the worst part is, I'm not even that surprised. Baji is great. You're great. It was inevitable that you two would find your way into each other's arms. I mean, come on, now. You'd have to be fucking blind to not want to be with either of you."

"I'm so sorry, Chi." You had tears running down your face. But you weren't sure why you were crying. It was all just a lot to process. Chifuyu's reaction, Baji's lack of reaction. All of it.

"It's fine. I'm not mad at you, y/n. I'm mad at Baji. And I'm mad at myself for not seeing this coming. For not stopping it before it went too far. For being in love with you when you're clearly in love with him."

You didn't know what to say. You didn't know what to do. So, you just sat there.

And you let Chifuyu talk.

"I think I knew it was happening before it did. I tried to ignore it. I tried to pretend like it wasn't a big deal. But it was. And it still is."

"I'm so sorry, Chi. I … honest to God never ... ever never wanted to hurt you."

"But you did. And I can't forgive you for that. I don't know if I ever will. And we can't be together anymore. Not now."

"I understand." You had to choke out those words. They were getting caught in your throat as you tried not to sob.

"Fuck. Don't cry, y/n. We can still be friends. I mean, I don't hate you or anything. I'll just never trust you with anything important. Ever again. Like, ever."

"I know. I know, Chi. I get it."

He nodded. "Ok. Well, I'm gonna go. You should go back in there and talk to Baji. Tell him what happened. He deserves to know how badly he fucked up."

"Y- … I will."

"Good. Take care, y/n. And tell him I said good luck with you. That he's dating a whore, liar and cheater. Tell him I said to have fun with that."

You forced yourself to laugh. You knew Chifuyu well enough to know he didn't mean everything he just said to you. Maybe ⅔’s of it. Though you wouldn't bet money on which ⅔’s he was referring to.

Walking back to the restaurant you saw Baji sitting at the table. His shoulders slumped down and his head hung over the table.

"Hey," you said, sitting down across from him.

"What happened? Did you find Chifuyu?"

"Yeah. He was outside. He left"

"Oh. Ok."

"He knows, Baj'. He knew all along."

"Fuck, y/n! Why didn't you tell me that? You should have told me that. Jesus Christ, man! That changes everything."

"I didn't know he knew! Stop yelling at me! You're just as responsible for this shit as I am! Maybe more!"

"Yeah, ok. Whatever. It's done. Let's just go home."

"What? Home? Where is home?"

"You know where it is. My place. You know, the place you've been fucking me every night for the past 2 weeks. The place where you've been sleeping with me and lying to my best friend. Yeah, that home. You remember that one, right?"

"Yeah, I'm familiar." You scowled at him.

"Ok, good." He stood from the table and walked toward the exit, not waiting for you.

You followed him out, running to catch up. You walked next to him in silence, the tension thick in the air around you.

Neither of you had any idea what was going to happen next.

You didn't know if you were going to be together. after this. If you should be together after this.

And you didn't know what to do about it.

So, you did the only thing you could: You kept walking until you got to Baji's house.

And when you got there, you went inside.

Because you didn't want to think about anything else.

The emptiness you felt in the fresh absence of Chifuyu was so painful that you wanted to escape this reality. And the only way to do that was to let yourself be whisked away by Baji in the little fantasy world the two of you had created a couple of weeks ago in his room.

He pulled you down onto the bed and rest his hand on the curve of your waist and he put his forehead against yours.

"I'm sorry." He said.

"Sorry?" You whispered back to him. All the while, thinking about his lips and the rest of him and how it was all yours for the taking now. You could have him in his entirety.

You didn't know what you were going to do with that.

"Yeah. I'm sorry for all this. I shouldn't have fallen in love with you. I knew better."

"Baj'. You're not the only one who fell here. I love you too. So hard and so fast. I don't know what the fuck happened."

He kissed your mouth, his lips just grazing yours. It sent a jolt down your spine. You know that kiss. You know what it means. The look in his eyes. On his face. You'd become well acquainted with Baji's everything over the last few weeks.

Except now, it didn't hurt to acknowledge it. That you liked it. That you sat around, fantasizing about it when you weren't together. And that you thought about him more than you wanted to admit to yourself.

You wrapped your hand around the back of his head and held him tightly by the hair, pulling him on top of you. He pushed into you, grinding his hips against yours as he kissed you with a ferocity that you couldn't deny.

You were never going to be the same after tonight.

Not ever.

Not after Baji.

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