#god like this sucks purely cause im bad at asking for help and while i dont thinkkk my grandma wwill say no

[eye-in-the-wall]

lmao our landlord just said we have like 2-3 months before we need to leave like HUH? my mom said she's not gonna worry too much cause they cant just kick her out that quickly but like....idk man. they did that to the people above too and those ppl were the landlords family lmao like. idk man.

[jiyeonnnn]

SCHOOL B*LLY, ljn ♡︎

♡︎ pairing | lee jeno x male reader

♡︎ genre | smut

♡︎ warnings | mentions of b*llying, pwp, b*lly jeno, bottom reader, degradation, dirty talk, unprotected s*x, overstimulation, rusty writing

♡︎ summary | having an intercourse with the man you've always hated is the last thing you anticipate, but unexpected doesn't always imply bad.

♡︎ author's note | im back 😃

you've hated jeno with all your guts, and his feelings towards you are just the same, so why are you writhing underneath his control inside the practice room, moaning shamelessly as he fingers your hole?

"god~ i wish you could moan like this for me everyday, pretty nerd," he teased while pushing his fingers deeper, spreading your legs as he kissed your inner thighs. "they sound much sweeter than your annoying voice."

"f-fuck off—" you tried to retort, but was abruptly cut off as soon as jeno pressed his fingers on your prostate harder. 

if anything, you could just get off of his fingers and help yourself cum, but you know for yourself that this could be the first and last time that jeno would ever touch you — you want his cock, and he surely does want you, seeing as how hard he is under his slacks.

you moaned at the thought of getting fucked by him, your mouth wide open as drool seeped to the side of your lips — god does it feel so good, but you wanted more. his sharp gaze burned through your figure, a devilish smirk carved into his lips as he hovered over you.

jeno nibbles your ear as he pulled his fingers out before whispering seductively, "if you want my cock, just beg for it~ you don't have to be shy around sunbae, little boy~" 

the way his deep voice ran through your ears sent your cock twitching in excitement, and this didn't go unnoticed as the man on top of you chuckled darkly as if he had just seen a sight he's never seen before. 'he's so annoying,' you thought in annoyance as you turned your head to the side to avoid his gaze.

"y'know, if it wasn't for your sky-high pride, you could've gotten this cock right now~" jeno said, unbuckling his belt as he pulled his pants and boxers down. you know that he's not wrong, and you got even more annoyed at that. sighing internally, you reluctantly swallowed your pride as you looked at him in pure desperation.

you pulled jeno down for a kiss to which he didn't turn down. he intertwined his fingers with yours as he pinned you down hard — who knew that your bully would be the one who'd make you feel small like this? fuck that thought, you're loving this, and you'd do anything for more.

as you both pulled away, you looked deeply into each other's eyes, seduction and desires brimming up your gazes. "s-sunbae, please~" you whimpered.

"please what, puppy, hm?" jeno asked you as he gently kissed your neck and shoulders, causing shivers to run down your spine. he was softer than what he was earlier, which made you less nervous around him.

you gripped his hair tightly as you pecked his plump lips, "please, sunbae~ fuck me! i want you to use your cock and fuck me right now!" you shamelessly begged, kissing and sucking on his neck to convince him.

'how fucking needy,' jeno thought, but nonetheless he loved seeing you like this, a mess under him. it's not that he really hates you, quite the opposite actually, he's been in love with you, but you were too blinded with your desire to be the top student, and it made him do such things that he, as well, didn't expect.

chuckling, jeno tapped the tip of his cock on your entrance. "it wasn't that hard, was it?" he hummed as he started entering. you could cry at the intrusion, the unexpected stretch burn brought by his bulbous tip made you moan and squirm uncontrollably.

you've never felt this way before, it felt so painful yet so good. you hated that he's the only one who's able to make you feel like this. 

you whined as you clenched your walls around him, making it harder for him to penetrate you. jeno threw his head back as he slapped your thighs, "it seems like the school's nerd likes to get fucked on the floor, huh? i didn't know you'd be that kind of slut~ what if someone sees us, hm? you'd like that, wouldn't you?" he teased as he pushed his cock all the way in.

"for someone who hates me so bad, you're enjoying yourself around my cock so much~ i guess you really like your hole getting stretched like this, hm?" his words are so vulgar, and it turns you on so much. you arched your back as you felt your prostate getting hit repeatedly.

"you're getting tighter— fuck— you like it when i talk to you like this, huh?" he commented as he put your legs over his shoulders, his thrusts never faltering down. "what a naughty fucking slut~ dirty whores like you don't deserve such cocks like this," he degraded once again. you whined, moaned, whimpered— spilled every noise from your mouth to express this addicting pleasure, and it amused jeno from how hot you look right now.

you pulled him down for a kiss as a way to suppress your noises, but jeno didn't like that at one bit as he bit your lower lip harshly. "you're gonna cum, huh? look at you moaning like a whore in heat," he grunted as he bit your tongue as well.

"s-shut up— fuck!" you tried to speak up but jeno always finds a way to prevent you, hitting your prostate endlessly that led you to the brink of your orgasm.

you wrapped your arms around his body as your nails dig deeply into his skin. your hole clenching and unclenching disorderly as you felt your climax getting nearer and nearer.

it didn't take long for your orgasm to hit your body like a truck. waves of euphoric feeling running through your body as you bit onto his shoulders. 

jeno fucked you relentlessly, his cock going in and out of you as he didn't gave a single fuck about your orgasm, overstimulating you as much as he can. you were a mess at this point, your hair sticking out everywhere, sweat dripping from your forehead, and jeno enjoys this blissed out sight of you.

he held onto your hips as he pushed himself deeper, feeling his orgasm building up. he moaned curses uncontrollably as his thrusts became inconsistent before pulling you into a messy kiss. his cock twitched inside you as he cummed profusely, making him moan in the kiss.

your tongues danced with each other as he lifted you up and held you. he stroked your hair before pulling away, "what a good little boy~" he praised suddenly as he kissed your forehead.

there was no energy left in you to speak whatever you want to say, so you just lazily laid your head onto his shoulders as you pant heavily.

he carried you to the nearest bathroom to clean you up with a big smile on his face. 'maybe if i fucked you more, you'll fall in love with me~' he childishly thought.

[0fucsgiveon]

“Let me show you” loki x fem!reader

𝙒𝘼𝙍𝙉𝙄𝙉𝙂𝙎-pure filthy smut, creampies, praise plus pain kink. Slight sir kink. Slapping, pet names, p in v, enemies to lovers, slight angst, cum eating Sigh

Today was a hard day, you had a mission that didn’t end up well because you and loki got in a fight on who’s plan was better which helped hydra sneak up on you two. So here you two were getting an stupid ass lecture from tony.

“Don’t you get how much trouble you two caused, you need to get your shit together and stop fucking bickering. When your on a team you work and come up with a plan TOGETHER!” Tony yelled the last part anger clearly shown on his face. 

You rolled your eyes and looked at Loki, his eyes caught yours and you furrowed your eyebrows while he gave you the most shitty smirk ever. “Ah, im very sorry we will fix this as soon as were at the tower, im sure y/n here would be obliged to fix it instead of acting like a blipping idiot” he stared at tony than at you.

“Im the fucking idiot! Yeah right you cant even let me finished a sentence without talking over me if any one is an idiot it’s you!” You scream and threw you hangs in there when he standed up. “Look here darling you got two things wrong one is that i am actually 1,070 years old and two your the idiot here you dont even use that human little brain you have-“

“Enough! Your both acting like kids i don’t want another word out of you or im kicking you out of the jet you understand?”

The ride to the tower was quiet and you kept fiddling with your finger avoiding eye contact with the “god” in front of you. When you did arrive tony told you guys to sort out your problem’s and stop causing havoc for the team with your nonsense bickering. The team was out on a team dinner, you and Loki weren’t invited for messing up the mission. So here you were cooking a meal for the two of you. Loki looked over you shoulder every once in a while. “When is it going to be done im bloody starving!” He rumbled at the counter leaning over. Rolling your eyes your turned around “its almost done ok why don’t you just shut up and wait” he scoffed and walked away.

Dinner was finally done, the smell filled your nose making you smile. It was one of your favorite dishes and you knew it tasted delicious. In fact you would have been a chef if you had no powers and were “normal”. “Loki get your ass down here dinner is done!”

As you set the table Loki came down, looking over at him you swore you never saw him better. He was wearing grey sweats with a tight white shirt his hair damp while he was drying it off his arm’s flexing. “Are you gonna stare all day darling” he chuckled and you rolled your eyes. 

“This is delicious, gosh you should have told me sooner you knew how to cook!” He scarfed down his food. Scoffing you looked up at him smiling “well you never asked just assumed i was bad at everything..” you softly spoke.

He looked back up at you “i never said you were bad at everything y/n.” He grabbed your hand.

“Look i know i can be a ass sometimes, but your a good person and im sorry i treat you like shit.” He rubbed your palm with his thumb.

You pulled your hand away and bite your cheek. You would never admit but you liked him a lot, to the point you had so much pent up tension causing you two to fight. “Yeah.. right” you looked down at the floor. He smirked “ why don’t i show you how good of a person like you should be treated”he bite his lower lip. You look up at him immediately “And how do you supposed you would do that?” You whisper in her ear leaning over the table. He groaned “just let me show you, yeah?” You softly nodded and in a mater of seconds you were on  his shoulder being dragged to his room. He threw you on the bed and crawled on top of you kissing and sucking whatever skin he could making you softly moan and feel yourself get even more wet. “Fuck, do you know how long I’ve dreamed of this? How many times i came to the thought of you princess” he groaned in your ear. “You make me feel so fucking hard and filthy. You moan a d his confession and rubbed your core against his knee desperate for any type of friction. He grab ed your him stopping your movements. “Tsk none of that princess gotta tell me what you want ok?” He looked down at you which you simply nodded. He softly slapped you “words darling”

“Yes sir” he groaned at your response and slowly undressed you. “What do you want princess?” His hand dipped lower softly rubbing around  your abdomen teasing you. “Fuck, please touch me needa feel you” he kept his movements im the same place. “I am touching you” he smirked. He wanted you to beg and you knee that you would as long as you got to cum you would do anything for him. “Fuck please just fuck me make me cum all over you please me like you said you would or are you just a liar!” He slapped your clit causing you to jump. “Fuck there she is my feisty little pet, ill make you fucking cum so hard you wont be able to do it yourself” he lowered  starting fingering you hitting the spot you needed him. Breathless moans came out your mouth. “Mmm just like that, let me hear you” he groaned and lowered down to suck on your clit. Already on the edge you knew you were close almost embarrassed how fast he is going to make you cum. “Loki! Fuck gonna cum” you scream he only licked faster. “Go ahead darling cum all over my fingers let me taste you.”  When your high washed over you he licked up every last drop. Slowly he sat up using his magic to dispose of his clothes. 

“Ima fuck you now ok? Get on your hands and knees” he moaned while fisting himself. When you caught a glance of his member you felt scared and worried it wouldn’t fit. He was long and thick, yes he wasn’t human but you knew it would hurt. “Don’t worry ill go slow at first ok?” You nodded and flipped over on your hands and knees. He rubbed his cock over your hole covering it in your juices before slowly pushing in. It felt like hours before he was all in and you swore you felt him in your belly. After a min you finally adjust and thrusted back into him. “Fuck you feel jus’t like heave’n” he moaned i to your ear before slowly thrusting into you making sure to hit your spot every time making you moan his name.

“So’ goo’d! Harder please fuck!” He complied and fucked into you at a rough pace skin slapping surrounding the room.

He slapped your ass so many time sit stung. “Fuck gonna cum soon can you hold in for me” he could feel the way your pussy was clenching him and knew you were close. You mumbled yes and he rubbed your clit. “Fuck gonna cum inside you on the pill!” He moaned loudly! You moaned yes in response and you both came in pure bliss.

After awhile he slowly pulled out and spread your lips apart to watch both your guys cum spill out. He cleaned you both up and you guys cuddled. “Y/n i met what i said earlier.. your a really good person and i made so many mistakes in my life but. I like you a lot” he was almost crying. You pulled him in a kiss “ i like you to Loki”

“We’ll finally they fucked each-other” Thor howled while the rest of the team laugh.

[inactive-luv]

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Hunger: 1.7k words

cw: vampires, feeding, handjob, penetrative sex, unprotected sex

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Spencer Reid had now gone two days without a feed, kicking himself for not packing extra blood. He sat on the edge of his hotel bed, bouncing his leg in anxiety, his mouth twisted in starvation.

Aaron can see his painful expression before his face dips into his hands, not even trying to hide his discomfort. Hotch knew what Spencer was, he had to when he hired him, but he never truly understood what it was like.

He knew the basics, the science of it. And as a profiler, he could clearly understand what was wrong with him.

Hunger.

His hand goes to Spencer’s back, and he flinches before looking at his face and calming as he takes off his tie frantically.

“I ran out of blood.” He whispered, unbuttoning the top buttons of his shirt. Aaron nods his head, thinking to himself before whispering,

“Can I help you?”

Spencer thinks he means diverting his mind or eating something from room service. He doesn’t know that Aaron’s asking him to feed from him.

“I don’t think you can do anything, Hotch,”

“I’ve had someone feed from me before, Spencer, I don’t think-”

“What?” He asks, his heart accelerating as he feels his fangs pop out. He shuts his mouth, trying to get them to retract, and Aaron can see the obvious embarrassment.

“Spencer, you look uncomfortable. I’m simply offering my help.” He nods his head and turns to him sheepishly, not wanting to show him his fangs before Aaron opens his mouth again.

“I want you to.”

Spencer opens his mouth to let out a sigh when he notices his fangs and looks up to Spencer again. There’s a brief moment where they’re both sat still on the edge of the bed before Spencer gets up from his seat and grabs his neck aggressively.

Hotch is taken aback at his sudden movement but leans into it when he feels the fangs dig in. The first bite’s intoxicating. His eyes flutter as he feels a heat expand throughout his entire body.

But almost as quickly as it starts Spencer back up,

“I’m sorry!” He practically yells out, covering his mouth, blood coating his fingers. “I- I took a lot!” There's a look of concern and worry on his face as Hotch adjusts his seating and grabs his neck, blood still pooling at the entrance of his wounds.

“You barely took any?” His tone slightly questioning, barely feeling the buzz that once engulfed his entire body with the first bite.

“Really? You’re not hurt?” Spencer didn’t want to be greedy. He didn’t want to hurt Hotch. Even if it meant only taking about an ounce, he wanted to make sure he hadn’t injured him.

“I’m alright, Spencer.”

The sound of his first name, the blood on his fingertips, and the sweat on his brow drove Spencer wild. He felt his stomach turn and fill with butterflies. When their eyes met, he had to turn away. He walked over to his bedside table, where he placed his watch and put it in the palm of his hand.

“I- I should check you for hypovolemic shock.”

Hotch almost interrupted before he spread his legs to let Spencer stand between them. He put his fingers on his neck again, gently searching for a pulse while he checked his watch to count his blood pressure.

While Spencer forced his eyes on his watch, Aaron’s couldn’t help but wander. With his shirt unbuttoned and his tie off, he could see the pink twinge on his chest. And when his eyes went lower, he saw his hips jerk, almost scared of where his eyes were.

Hotch glared up when Spencer turned his hips away, and Spencer looked straight into his face when he felt his hand on his thigh. Aaron bit his tongue, looking at Spencer’s mouth, the blood and flush of his skin making his lips look bright red.

Spencer’s hands fell slightly before Hotch raised himself to kiss him. Their lips colliding gently yet with enough passion for each of them to melt in the other’s hands.

His hands that traveled from his thighs to his face, gently cradling his innocence in the palm of his hands as Spencer’s eyes travel. The pale of his wrist in his eye line brushed with blue veins.

Veins that flooded with saccharine blood he could almost taste beyond his flesh. Aaron watched his eyes wander along his arms, his beating chest. His gaze almost searing through his body to his heart.

“How bad do you want it?” He whispered, drawing him back from his delusion to the space between them, engulfed in tension. He waved his wrist past his face as he whimpered.

His gaze full of pure passion as he stared at his arm, the taste of his blood barely on his tongue. "Aaron," He pleaded, his fangs visible under his puffed lips.

"Answer me." He growled in his ear as his palm flattened itself against his scalp and pulled at his long hair. "Ah!" He whined, feeling himself grow hungrier at the pain and the smell of his blood still lingering on his neck.

"Please, Aaron! Please!" He whimpered, lowering to his knees as Hotch pushed him down, his eager eyes staring into his. "God, you taste so good! I need you please!"

When Aaron lets go of his hair, Spencer can't stop himself from leaping onto his neck. Digging back into the bruises he'd left before, drinking desperately.

For a moment, all Hotch can feel is the harsh sting of his fangs before his vision blurs, and he feels the bliss of his blood rushing. Heat expanding over every ridge and ache in his body.

Spencer’s legs lift up to either side of Aaron’s, teeth still sunk into his hot flesh. Endorphins flood his head, and blood rushes to his cock, achingly hard already. Spencer leans deeper into his collarbone, Aaron’s thigh inadvertently rubbing against his bulge.

“Mmh!” He groans with a full mouth, the teeth retract, and he pulls back quickly. Hotch looks up at his face, his blood lining his mouth messily as Spencer licks his lips gluttonously.

He’s so fucking hot.

He leans in for a kiss, tasting himself on Spencer’s tongue before he pulls them down on the bed, his hips still straddled by his legs. Their bodies grinding hard as the space between them diminishes.

Spencer’s shirt flies off first, then he lifts himself to pull his pants down, his cock leaking and deep pink. Aaron pulls his down to his ankles, his shirt being ripped off by a hungry Spencer.

His fangs are retracted, but he still kisses all along Aaron’s neck. Feeling the veins pound, his rhythmic heart beat against his lips. His fingers coast along his vertebrae, making Spencer moan when he reached his tailbone.

His hand flies to his face, and Spencer’s quick to engulf his digits in his mouth, his tongue swirling around them.

Two fingers enter his aching hole, slick with his saliva and a little of Aaron’s blood. Scissoring inside of him, Spencer lets out a debouched moan, so pornographic Aaron’s cock twitches under his hips.

Spencer leans back to sit upright on Aaron's hips. He spits into his hand, bringing it down to his cock underneath him and jerking him slowly. "Fuck," He groans out as he guides his cock along Spencer's entrance.

Gently coasting his head inside of him, they both moan at the sensation. Aaron leans up to kiss him, both of them sitting up now. He feels around his mouth with his tongue, collecting the enticing flavor of him mixed with his own blood.

He feels his fangs clash against his teeth, a wave of ecstasy washing over him as he tastes the toxins on his tongue. He thrusts into him, abandoning his gentle action, hungry for release as Spencer clenched around him.

"God!" He moaned out, Spencer whining before Hotch's hand met his neck, squeezing hard, and he smiles.

One hand grasping at his wrist and the other collecting the blood smeared on his neck. Two fingers enter his mouth as his tongue swirls around his digits. Spencer gasps at every thrust into his tight body, barely feeling the pain of his girth inside of him with the taste of him still fueling his high.

Spencer feels himself get closer, Aaron noticing and taking his cock in his hand, jerking him quickly. “Ah! Ah! Ah! AH!” He whisper-screams as he comes into his hand, his other still wrapped around his throat.

His mouth turns to his arm as his grip loosens; he kisses along his wrist, then up his arms. All along his veins, Spencer peppers tiny marks of pink bites between his teeth.

Instantly they’re both turned around, Spencer on his back and Hotch right above him, his cock still buried deep inside of him. His thrusts are much more rapid now, causing Spencer to moan so loud in his ear Aaron feels his dick throb inside of him.

Spencer turns his head to let Hotch suck on his neck, the pain of his teeth making him whimper under his touch. His eye line is right against Aaron’s wrist.

He wants more.

He needs more.

He feels his fangs press against his gums, longing to drink again, but he keeps them at bay, the fear of taking too much, letting himself control his urges. But Aaron looks into his eager eyes, practically begging for more, and feels himself turn past his lightheadedness and nods his head.

Spencer immediately takes hold of his wrist and lets his fangs sink in for a final time; gently drinking a few ounces as he listens to Aaron’s quivering breaths, he stops himself. Watching him for changes in his vitals, but instead, he looks down at him and whispers in his ear.

“Spencer,” He feels his cock twitch, and Aaron’s hand travel to his stomach. His calloused hands grip tightly at the base of his cock, swaying up and down his shaft as he moans and whines.

“Oh! God, please! Please! Aaron!”

He releases inside of him, thrusting his seed deeper into him as Spencer nearly screams his name, “Aaron!”

...

thats where im ending it. its been days that this has crowded my drafts box; i hope yall enjoy :P

@ssa-noa @ssa-sarahsunshine @tobias-hankel @makaylajadewrites @willowrose99 @sparklinspence @brillianthijinx @katytheinspiredworkaholic

[atlabeth]

fever - sokka x reader

this has been sitting in my drafts half finished for 3 weeks so i thot it was prime time i actually finished it

this is kinda based off the song w dua lipa and angele so you can listen to that if you want

summary: sokka's convinced there's a mystery illness keeping you from focusing, but somehow he's completely oblivious that the only 'sick' you are is lovesick, and he's the reason you can't focus.

a/n: i have never written a sickfic. but this is like. a fake sick fic. its an idiots in love fic. i mean this is coming from mr "is he taller than me? is he better looking?" himself so. it makes sense. as usual, this is not proofread bc im a lazy mf

also im sorry for being vague with the calc but i was NOT about to do math during summer who do you think i am? ??

wc: 1.7k

warning(s): mentions of being sick and 🤢calculus 🤮 but otherwise tooth rotting fluff

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How could the smartest man you knew be so, so incredibly stupid?

You thought that you were being obvious, so obviously that you were sure he knew. It was embarrassing how obvious you were.

You had met Sokka in your calculus class at the start of the new semester after you ended up sitting next to each other, and it wasn’t a stretch to say that you were immediately smitten. With eyes like the ocean and a face that had to have been crafted by the gods, you were almost too distracted to respond when he asked you for a pencil. But when he winked at you after giving his thanks, it only solidified what you had already suspected: you had known this man for all of five minutes, and you already had a crush on him.

Little did you know, it was going to turn into the most infuriating crush you had ever experienced.

You and Sokka became fast friends even though calculus was the only class you had together. Unfortunately, it was also something that you completely sucked at. Bad news, it was required for your major. Good news, Sokka was some sort of genius and offered to tutor you — Wednesdays in the library turned into a weekly occasion, and served as an opening for your calculus skills, your feelings for Sokka, and your exasperation to all grow stronger.

You normally weren’t someone to beat around the bush. If you started to like someone, you told them and dealt with whatever happened after, but something about Sokka just kept you from spilling your feelings outright. You knew that if he didn’t feel the same way, your relationship likely wouldn’t change, but there was still that tiny voice that said it’s better to stay like this in case things do go wrong — and this was the first time you listened to that voice. You simply valued your friendship too much.

But that didn’t mean you were going to be completely quiet about it — you hoped that if you did enough, he would be able to realize you liked him and do the whole process for you. A bit of a dim hope, but crushes make people do stupid things.

Things like bringing an extra coffee to every session, laughing at all his jokes (even the bad ones), sitting a little closer to him than usual, not dropping out of this wretched class so you could spend time together (it might’ve been required, but you still counted it). He didn’t make a point to object to anything, so you knew you weren’t making him uncomfortable — but you had concluded after nearly a whole semester of working and studying together that he was the most oblivious person in all of Ba Sing Se. He could teach you all kinds of formulas, but had no idea that you liked him. Grand.

Today was arguably the most important session out of any of them, seeing as your next class was the final, so it was only fitting that Sokka unknowingly made himself more interesting than any material you could’ve been working with. His arms were going to be the death of both you and your calc grade. You swore that the heat rushing to your cheeks was actually emanating off of you.

“Hey, Y/N!” Sokka grinned as he saw you and raised a hand in greeting, a sentiment you would’ve returned had it not been for the coffee cups in your hands. You settled for mirroring his grin and settled down in the seat across from him. You slid his coffee cup over, set your own down, then shrugged your bag off all before taking a seat.

“You ready to study ‘till your eyes bleed?” he asked, prompting a nervous laugh from you.

“You jest, but my eyes might actually start bleeding depending on how long we go,” you sighed. “There’s a reason I got an extra shot of espresso today.”

“Come on — by now you should know that you have nothing to worry about! I am the best teacher there is, and you got me all to yourself.”

Your eyes widened momentarily and you coughed, purposefully averting your gaze to give yourself some time to recover. Okay, he was going to make it really hard to focus today. “Let’s just get into it.”

He nodded and flipped open his notebook, beginning to talk as he rifled through his bag for a few extra things. “Okay, we’re just gonna start with going over the basics, then we’ll work our way up. There’s a couple practice problems on that page, so you can go ahead and answer those as a warmup.

You slid the notebook over in front of you and after approximately five seconds of looking at the first problem, found yourself studying Sokka rather than the material. Who could blame you? In the battle of cute tutor boy versus calculus, he was going to win every time.

He turned around and you immediately averted your eyes once again, trying to appear extremely involved, but you found that your mind was empty on anything to do with math. “Hey, uh— how do you do this first one? I’m totally blanking here.”

“We use limits in everything — this is actually something you’re really good at!” He studied you intensely and frowned. “Are you okay? Like, you’re not sick or anything, are you? You seem kinda out of it.”

You choked out a laugh and shook your head. “No, no — I’m fine. I guess I’m just a little tired.” As if to demonstrate your lie, you took a sip from your coffee and cringed internally. Love had turned you into an idiot.

He seemed to buy it as he nodded and picked up the pencil, scribbling a couple of notes as he explained the first problem to you. “Does that make sense?” You nodded and he handed the pencil back to you. “Okay — the other ones follow the same kind of process. It should be easy enough.”

You managed to get a little further in the second problem, but your lovestruck mind would not stop focusing back on Sokka every time you tried to do, well, anything. Curse him and his perfect arms, and eyes, and hairstyle, and everything.

You shook your head and set the pencil down once more, letting loose a frustrated sigh. “I don’t know what’s gotten into me.” Yes, you did. “I just can’t focus at all.” Because of you. You picked up your cup once more and took a sip, hoping it would do something to get you back into the math state of mind.

Sokka frowned once more as he put the back of his hand against your forehead. “God, you’re hot.” You nearly choked on your coffee as your eyes practically bulged out of their sockets — he had to know what he was doing by now — how could he not? “Like, you’re completely burning up. Are you sure you’re okay?”

“I’m fine, I swear— I just…” you set your cup down on the table and heaved a sigh that was a touch more exasperated than necessary. “Are you telling me you seriously haven’t noticed? Like, not a single thing this whole year?”

“I’ve noticed a lot of things this year,” he chuckled. “It’s kind of our whole job, so you’re gonna have to be a lot more specific.”

You finally couldn’t hold it in anymore. “Sokka, I’m not— I’m not sick! Haven’t you noticed that I’m only ever flustered, or running into things, or forgetting info, or— or just a complete idiot when I’m around you? I like you, like, a lot, and I have for an embarrassingly long time! The reason I can’t focus is because I am hopelessly attracted to you in every single way.”

His brows creased for a moment and you clamped your mouth shut, worried that you had just ruined everything. It was only after a pause that felt like a century that he finally responded, the hint of a smirk on his lips.

“Well, why didn’t you just say something?”

You stared at him, eyes wide and lips slightly parted in pure surprise before the annoyance set in. You set your jaw as your brows furrowed and you hit him lightly on the side of his arm with the back of your palm. “You can’t be serious! You— you’ve gotta be messing with me by now. I really can’t believe that you can be that smart but this oblivious!”

He finally let the grin play across his lips in full force and he shrugged nonchalantly. “I mean, I don’t know how you don’t expect me to mess with you when you scrunch up your face all cute like that every time you get mad. Besides, I started liking you after that fifth class; I offered to help you out so I could spend more time with you! I didn’t realize you felt the same way. I kinda just enjoyed the free coffee and getting to look at you all the time.”

“I can’t believe you!” you cried as you hit his other arm. “You’re telling me that I had to deal with this- this mental turmoil about whether you liked me back, while you were just enjoying the free eye candy and coffee the whole time?”

“You have nothing to worry about! I enjoyed the company far more than the coffee,” he joked, a certain twinkle in his eye. “But, you are probably out a couple twenties after all of that. So, what do you say about this Saturday, the cafe by the shoe store? My treat.”

“Damn right it’s your treat,” you shot back, though you couldn’t stop the smile forming on your face. “You owe me a lot — you have to make up for those coffees and all the emotional distress you caused.”

“Oh, I think I’ll have plenty of time to make up for lost time. After all, we do have a lot of coffee dates to get through.” And when he winked at you just like that first day, you remembered just how impossible it was to be angry at Sokka. “But first, we kinda have to get through this study date. The final’s still happening tomorrow.”

You responded with a raised brow. “This is a study date?”

Sokka shrugged and grinned. “They’ve all been study dates. You just didn’t know it.”

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Fist Fights and Hickeys

Prompt: Enemies to lovers smut with the teeniest bit of plot. Literally this is just pure filth. Please don’t read if you’re a minor, seriously this is not for you.

Warnings: SMUT! Swearing, Female reader, oral (female receiving),unprotected sex (I don’t have a fun rhyme explaining why that's a bad idea, just use fucking protection! dear lord, this is wizard shit im sure they have magic birth control but we aren't getting into that rn) also reader punches someone early on so violence, fluff and funny stuff at the end.

You walked down the hall as quickly as you could, just wanting the day to be over. It seems like no matter what you did today, everything went wrong. In herbology you dropped and broke a potted plant. In potions, your mixture exploded, coating you and your partner in blue sludge, which was still in your hair, and in divination, your tea leaves literally showed you an omen of death. At this point, you didn’t know how else this day could get worse.

“Hello Y/N” Fred Weasley said, sauntering up to your side. Welp, it just had to go and get worse.

“Leave me alone Fred” You said, irritation clearly present in your voice. You and Fred had a bit of a rivalry, whether it was at quidditch, or in your classes, or with pranks, the two of you were always trying to one up each other, which through the years, has created a bit of a love hate friendship.

“Somebody’s cranky” Fred joked, continuing to walk beside you.

“Somebody needs to shut the fuck up” You responded. Fred was about to reply, but before he could, someone interrupted him.

“Well well well, look what we have here! What happened Y/N, trying to go for a new look” Ethan Hawthorn said, pointing out your hair, which was still blue.

You didn’t answer, you just kept walking, Fred giving you a confused look. Ethan hawthorn was a Slytherin who you had a class with last year. The professor had asked a question, which he answered incorrectly, and when you corrected him in front of everyone, he deemed it appropriate to treat you like you had personally humiliated him in front of the whole school. He basically made it his life purpose to make your life difficult.

“Aw come on Y/N, don’t be like that, it’s nice! It distracts from your face!” He continued, him and a few of his friends now following you and laughing. Upon hearing what he said, Fred went to turn and confront him but you grabbed his arm, stopping him.

“Oh is your boyfriend trying to save you? You probably hired him to be around you, god knows he needs the money” Ethan said.

Next thing you knew, you had whipped around and punched Ethan in the face. It was a bit of a surprise to everyone, including yourself seeing you wouldn’t really consider yourself a violent person. Before you could think about anything else though, you and Fred were sprinting down the hallway towards the Gryffindor common room, Ethan screaming profanities from behind you.

You sprinted to the entrance of the common room, quickly saying the password and running inside, relieved to find it empty. After running for your lives, you and Fred were pretty tired out, both of you walking over to one of the couches and falling onto it, trying to catch your breath.

“You know he’s going to try and kill you right?” Fred asked, turning his head to look at you.

“Worth it” You said, causing the both of you to laugh a bit, before you noticed the pain radiating from your hand. You sat up a bit and examined your knuckles, which were now bleeding a bit. Fred noticed and sat up as well, before gently taking your hand in both of his, looking at the irritated skin.

“You ok?” He asked, skill looking at your hands, which you were thankful for since it made it so he couldn’t see the blush forming on your face.

“Yeah, I’ll be fine” You replied. Trying not to focus on his long fingers gently brushing over the bones in your hand.

“You’re hands are so small” Fred laughed, breaking you out of your slightly flustered trance.

“These small hands can still slap the shit out of you” You replied, taking your hand back and laughing. 

“Here I think I have something upstairs that can help with the pain” Fred said standing, you following his actions and making your way up the stairs to the boys dormitory, walking inside to once again find it was empty.

You walked over and took a seat on his bed, Fred quickly fumbling through a drawer before coming to sit next to you, a roll of gauze in his hand. He sat across from you and gently took your hand again, carefully wrapping the cloth around your knuckles a few times before tearing  off the excess and securing it in place.

“Thank you” You said holding up your hand and examining his work, only to look over and see Fred staring at you, a bit of a frown on his face. “What?”

“You shouldn’t have to deal with that guy” Fred said, the atmosphere in the room changing a bit.

“Fred its fine” You said, trying to change the subject.

“No its not Y/N! That dickhead is insulting you constantly, and for what? You don’t deserve to be treated like that” Fred said, standing and starting to pace around the room.

“You’re taking this way to seriously” You said, starting to get annoyed with his attitude. It wasn’t like you and Fred were super close. Hell most of the time you were at each others throat about whos better at what, and when you weren't doing that you were either annoying each other, or on a rare occasion, actually having a civil conversation.

 “I don’t think you’re taking this seriously enough!” Fred continued, still pacing back and forward.

“Why do you care so much!?” you shouted.

“Because I fucking love you!” Fred shouted back, stopping in his tracks to face you.

“What?” You asked, not quite believing what you just heard.

“I love you ok? I love the way you make everyone around you smile, and that you’re absolutely hilarious, and that you’re competitive. I love the sound of your laugh, and the way your eyes light up when you smile, and even when you’re being a complete pain in the ass you still-” Fred rambled on, only stopping when you cut interrupted him.

“Fred!” you said sternly, grabbing his attention.

“What?” He asked loudly, breathing heavily from his rant.

“Would you just shut the fuck up and kiss me already?” You asked. That was all Fred needed to hear, crossing the room in one swift motion and closing the space between you, leaning down to roughly push his lips against yours.

Your hands instantly went to his hair pulling him even closer, while his went to the back of your thighs, picking you up and walking you over to the bed, letting you fall back onto the mattress before quickly re connecting his mouth to your neck, biting the flesh there before soothing over it with his tongue.

You moved your hands to his shoulders, sliding them down his chest before landing at the hem of his shirt, pushing it upwards. Fred got the message and pulled away, making quick work of removing his shirt, before his mouth was back on yours, sucking on your bottom lip before his tongue met yours, swirling around in a fight for dominance.

His hands moved upwards, slipping under your shirt to roughly grab your breast, causing you to moan into his mouth. Your hands found their way to his waist, quickly working on undoing his belt. You had almost gotten it unfastened when Fred suddenly pulled away, looking down at you.

“Are you sure?” Fred asked, searching your face for any sign of rejection.

“I have literally never wanted to fuck someone more in my whole life, yes I’m one hundred percent sure” You replied

Fred didn’t waste any more time, quickly working on removing his shoes and pants, while you worked on removing your shirt and leggings, your skirt following soon after leaving you in only your bra and panties, while Fred stood in front of you, his eyes raking up and down your body, you started to feel a bit self conscious with his eyes on you, but before you could move to cover up a bit, his lips were back on yours, pushing you back onto the bed.

His lips started to move downwards, moving from your neck, to your collarbone, trailing wet in between your breasts and down your stomach before finally settling between your legs, looking up ay you before kissing down your inner thigh, deliberately not going near where you needed him most.

“Fred, please” You whined, trying to find some relief.

“Please what?” Fred asked, playing with the waistband of your panties.

“Please do anything just stop teasing- Oh fuck!” You cried, Fred moving your panties to the side and slipping two of his long fingers into you, making your back arch.

“Already so wet for me” He chuckled, pumping his fingers faster. “If you don’t like me teasing then why are you moaning”

You didn’t get the change to reply before Fred's mouth was suddenly on your core, licking a long stripe between your fold before swirling his tongue around your clit, making your head fly back and your hands grip the sheets, desperate for something to hold onto. You could feel the knot in your stomach tightening, threatening to push you over the edge, but just as you were about to come undone, Fred pulled away, removing his fingers and making you groan at the loss of contact.

“What the fuck Fred?!” You cried, frustrated for being denied your release. Meanwhile Fred was crawling his way back up your body, letting out a low chuckle.

“Don’t worry babe, I’m going to take care of you. But when you cum I want it to be around my cock” Fred almost growled, causing a chill to run up your spine before he reached behind you, unclasping your bra and throwing it to the other side of the room, your panties and his boxers following soon after.

Fred propped on of his arms next to his head, helping to keep his weight off you while his other hand moved to his cock, slipping it between your fold a few times, looking at you for permission, which you gave with a nod, before finally pushing his length into you.

“Please move” You practically begged, Fred waiting to make sure you had adjusted before doing anything.

“As you wish” He teased, a smirk on his face, before he slowly started moving, pulling out half way before thrusting back into you.

You were just about to ask him to go faster, when he was suddenly ramming into you, his head moving to the crook of your neck, sucking on the flesh there, while your hands moved to his back, pulling him closer and creating long red trails as your fingernails desperately tried to find something to hold onto.

You bit your lip, trying to contain your moans, knowing anyone could walk in at any moment.

“I know for a fact that you can be a hell of a lot louder than that.” Fred said, sucking behind your ear, making your head spin.

“Someone could walk in” You said back, trying to come up with an excuse. In reality, you knew most of the other students were in class so you didn’t have much to worry about.

 “I really don’t care. You look so fucking hot writhing under me and I’m going fuck you senseless right now.” He rasped out, moving his free arm under your knee to hike your leg up higher, the new angle making you gasp, allowing him hit your G-spot perfectly each time. 

“Oh fuck, Fred- I’m gonna-!” You cried out, no longer in control of the pornographic sounds leaving your mouth.

“Cum for me, beautiful” Fred murmured into your ear, bringing his hand down to rub circles around your clit, finally pushing you over the edge, the knot in your stomach snapping and flooding your body with pleasure.

Fred continued to thrust into you, helping you ride out your high before coming undone himself, resting his head on your shoulder as he came down from his high, slowing his movements before stopping completely, gently pulling out of you and flopping onto his back beside you, both of you staring at the ceiling, trying to catch your breath.

“That was...wow” You started, still to blissed out to think of the right words.

“Yeah... why didn’t we do this earlier?” Fred asked, causing the both of you to laugh, finally catching your breath and sitting in a comfortable silence.

“I love you too” You said, breaking the silence and making Fred look over at you.

“Really?” He asked teasingly, but he couldn’t wipe the smile off his face.

“Yeah, ever since you hugged me when we won that quidditch tournament last year, I knew I had feeling for you.”

“I knew when you made frogs come out of Snape's pockets for a week” Fred replied, causing you both to fall into another fit of laughter.

“Wow, so romantic” You teased, Fred moving to wrap his arm around you as you scooched closer into his chest, both of you moving under the covers.

“I know, its a gift” Fred replied, making you giggle. 

“Well, I should maybe get going” You said, moving to get up, knowing classes would be ending soon.

“You thought we were done?” Fred asked, stopping you in your tracks.

“We’re not?” You asked, a confused look on your face.

“Not even close” Fred replied, leaning in and connecting your lips again, to which you enthusiastically responded, before quickly pulling away, grabbing your wand and casting a locking and silencing spell on the door.

Needless to say, while you may have had a bad streak during your classes, you most definitely got lucky that night.

The next day you had to get up early for quidditch practice. You had suck out of Fred's room a few hours later without too much suspicion, but needless to say, you were sore. You walked to practice with your roommate Angelina, who was currently talking about something to do with McGonigal's hat, but you honestly weren’t paying much attention, too distracted by last night events playing over in your head.

“But I think she might be hiding something in it you know? Like... hold up. Is that a fucking hickey?” Angelina asked once you finally got to the bleachers, snapping you out of your thoughts.

“What?! No!” You quickly defended, trying to move the collar of your shirt up, only for Angelina to slap your hand away, pulling your collar further down, exposing the dozens of marks that littered your neck and chest, which you didn’t realize you had this morning.

“Oh my GOD! Did you get beat up? Who’s the guy?” Angelina asked with a teasing tone.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about” You replied, trying to keep your cool, digging through your bag to find your water bottle.

You stood back up, looking over to see Fred and George walking your direction. You gave them both a wave, your eyes lingering on Fred for a few seconds longer than usual. They dropped their stuff off a bit always from you, and started getting changed, both of them coming in sweaters.

“Besides” You continued, turning away from the twins, trying to keep your cool. “You have no right to talk, I know you and George are getting pretty comfortable in the room of requirement” You said, taking a sip of your water.

“That’s totally different and- Oh my god?!” Angelina said, looking past you, causing you to turn and spit out your water, the sight before you making you choke on the liquid.

Fred had taken off his shirt to change into his Jersey, and his back was covered in bright pink scratch marks. He heard the commotion, turning to see you covering your mouth trying to stop choking, not sure whether to be horrified or laugh.

“Jesus Fred, did you piss off a hippogriff and not tell me about it?” George asked, Fred suddenly realizing that of course, you would have most definitely left marks. Not that he was completely innocent either.

“Oh that, yeah I fell out of a..... tree” Fred said, making you smack your palm to your face. Sure, he may have been the best prankster in the school, but damn was Fred a bad liar.

Angelina took in your reaction, adding it to Fred's back and your hickeys, finally putting the pieces together.

“You two!?” Angelina said, pointing at the two of you. “Last night when you got back to the dorm late! You were fucking fucking!” 

“Shhhh!” I shushed loudly, making Angelina and George laugh.

“Fred and Y/N, sitting in a tree” George started

“K-I-S-S-I-N-G” Angelina finished, the two laughing and heading off to start practice, leaving you and Fred slightly embarrassed at the blatant teasing.

“Well, we’re never going to hear the end of this” You said, admitting defeat.

“Yeah, but at least now they know. But speaking of  K-I-S-S-I-N-G, you wanna...” Fred asked, moving his head towards the back of the bleachers.

“As fun as that sounds, It’ll have to wait. First I need to beat your ass at quidditch” You said, collecting your gear, looking up to see a gobsmacked Fred looking back at you.

“You are literally my dream girl, how did I get so lucky?” Fred asked, grabbing his things and walking with you to the center of the field.

“I know, I’m pretty much the best thing that's ever happened to you” You said in a serious tone.

“This dicks the best thing that's ever happened to you” 

“FRED!”

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A/N: I hope you guys enjoyed!!!! I didn’t read through this before posting so if theres any grammar mistakes I’m sorry, I literally wrote this at 3 in the morning because who needs sleep when you have Fred Weasley porn. Anyway, I hope you guys liked it, feel free to leave any feedback/recs!

[fanficwritinggirl]

Thunder (Fred Weasley x reader)

You could say that thunderstorms scared you. I mean the loud bangs of the thunder and the heavy pour of the rain really caused you to panic. It just made you feel trapped. That there was nowhere you could go to get away from it that you were stuck. It sucked to say the least and it made you feel quite childish in all honesty. I mean you were 18 years old for god sakes. You should grow up and get over it right. But this was easier said than done.

It had been dull all day and you knew that it was at least going to rain. But you didn't realise that it was going to be a thunderstorm. And even though you were in the safety of the Weasley home you still were unsettled. The only thing about the Weasley home was that you didn't really get much privacy. There was always someone there and sometimes when you were in a state of panic you just wanted to be on your own. You just wanted to be able to curl up into a ball and forget that it is happening. This is purely due to the fact that you are ashamed of the fact that you are scared of thunder and don't want anyone to know this fact.

You had tried your best to stay downstairs with everyone as the storm grew outside. Everyone was just normal. They were fazed by the heavy rain outside and it made you feel stupid to be honest. The fact that everyone else was fine and you weren't. So that was when you decided that you were going to go to bed. It was a good reason for you to be left alone for the rest of the night. It also meant that you could crawl under the covers and hide from the storm.

So after saying goodnight to everyone and going to bed you try to go to sleep. Lying there for hours just trying to get some sort of sleep even if it was for a few minutes but the adrenaline in your body was not helping you. Everytime a crack of thunder came your heart beated faster and faster and you could feel tears at the brink of your eyes but they never fell. You turned over and looked towards Ginny and Hermione who were both fast asleep, something that you envied.You were sick of lying in bed so you decided that you should go downstairs and get something to drink to lower your nerves.

You sneak down stairs being as quiet as possible trying not to wake anyone up. If anyone saw you in the state that you were now you would never be able to live it down. You get into the kitchen and put some water in the kettle and warm up some water for the tea and you stand waiting for it to boil you look outside. You look at the rain and see that it is coming down very heavily. It makes your heart race again so you try to keep your head down and look at the kettle. When the water is finished boiling you put it into a mug that has a teabag in it and let it steep for a minute while you grab some milk from the fridge. After making your cup of tea you sit down at the table and drink it trying to engross yourself in it so that you can try to ignore the storm.

Though when a huge crack of lightning comes down and you can see the white from the window of where it came down you freaked. You felt unsafe again so without even really thinking you get under the table and curl into a ball rocking back and forth with heavy breathing trying to calm yourself down not being able to.

When Fred walked down to the kitchen in the middle of the night after hearing someone up he didn't really expect the scene that he saw when he walked in. The first thing he saw was the cup of tea on the table and the chair pulled back but when he lowered himself ever so slightly so that he could look to see who was under the table he was shocked to see you in the state that you were in. It broke his heart. "Y/N" he whispers as he circles the table so that he is closer to you and gets down on the floor next to you. He shuffles a bit so that he is right next to you. He could see that you were too frightened to even acknowledge that he was there. You just started on forward with your eyes wide in a trance. He didn't know what to do. Yes he had dealt with frightened people before. I mean he had younger siblings who used to get nightmares all the time but this wasn't just someone who was scared. This was someone who was petrified. "Hey Y/N. Hey, it's ok with me. You're ok. Im here" he says trying to get you to come out of the trance. Give you some comfort.

You could hear him talking to you. Feel him. But you were frozen with fear it was like you couldn't pull out of it. "Hey, I'm here. Im here" he kept saying over and over again and then you feel him wrap his arms around you and pull you to his chest. It was then that you could feel yourself calming down. "Listen to my heart Y/N. Listen to my heart" he says. You felt safe. The sound of his heart beating normally in rhythm calmed you down. Something you hated was when your heart started beating faster than normal making your breathing increase and you panicked thinking you could get it under control. It scared you. But the fact that Fred could keep you from thinking about your breathing and just his heart so that you would just naturally start breathing normally was comforting.

You didn't know how long you sat there for but it didn't feel that long to you if anything you just wanted it to last forever. But Fred pulls back and looks at you. He puts your hair out of your face and takes a good look at you. "How do you feel now?" he asks you. You nod your head at him. "Better" you tell him. He nods his head and you are happy with the answer. You stare at each other for a second before he speaks again.

"How long have you been scared of storms?" he asks you quietly. You knew that you were going to be asked for it. I mean of course you were. Like you couldn't just expect him to calm you down and then just not expect questions. But the thing was other times people asked you about this and this was less than a handful of times. You felt uncomfortable and just brushed it off but you felt comfortable feelling Fred.

"Umm... since I was 7 years old. Ummm... me and my family used to live in the country near some corn fields and something that I used to love to do when I was younger was to go play in them. It was pretty fun when playing hide and seek with your friends. One day it was nice and warm. Sunny. And I decided that I was going to play in the fields like I did all of the time. I must have been running around in them for an hour or so when within the course of about 15 minutes the sky went from sunny to just pure black and heavy rain was coming down. I remember trying to jump up and see where I was but it was just so dark and the rain was just coming down so hard I could see anything. I just keep trying to get home. Or to find shelter to stop the water coming down on my body. And then the thunder started and it just kept getting louder and louder. I could hear it getting closer and closer and I could go anywhere. I was in the middle of nowhere drenched. I was so cold. So cold. I was in a pair of shorts and a t-shirt that didn't have sleeves and I was just so cold. I remember I was walking when all of a sudden thunder came down super close to me. Everything around me just went white and I thought that I had died. After a few seconds everything came back into view and I freaked. I ran in a random direction just hoping that it would be the right way and then I slipped and fell. I was covered in mud and I just had no energy. So I lay there until the morning. I remember waking up to the sound of dogs and voices calling my names. A dog camping running towards me and then sitting and barking its head off. The next thing I know I was in the hospital after having really bad hyperthermia and I had to stay for a few days due to me having a really bad cold. They said that I wouldn't have lasted much longer if I had stayed out any longer than I was ''I recount with tears going down my face.

Fred just pulls me closer and kisses my head. "Im sorry Y/N. I had no idea. Why didn't you say anything? '' he asked me. I shake my head. "Because I was ashamed that people would judge me. I mean it was 11 years ago. I should be over it by now. But everytime i hear the thunder and the rain I just can't forget that night. '' I cry and he sighs. "You have nothing to be ashamed of. It is ok to be scared of storms. But you most of all. Don't be ashamed of it. We all have our fears" he explains and I smile. This was why he was my favorite. I pull back and smile at him. "Thanks Fred". He nods his head at me. "No problem".

We sit for a few more minutes before he gets up. "Come on, let's get you back to bed," he says. I nod and stand up taking his hand as a help. When I stand up another crack of lightning comes down and I grab onto Freds waist and cling onto him for dear life. He wraps his arms around him and puts his chin on my head. "Why don't we sleep on the couch tonight. That way I can stay with you" he asks. I nod my head quickly. I didn't want him to leave me. When I was in his arms I felt safe.

We move towards the sitting room and Fred sits down on the couch and lies down. He pulls me towards him and I lie on top of him. He wraps his arms around me as I put my head in the crook of his neck. I smile as I finally feel sleep overcome me.

The next morning we both wake up to the smell of food in the air. I move my head a little bit and feel that I am still on top of Fred. I smile. "Well this is not what i thought i was going to see this morning. Finally found where you went to Freddie" George says smuggly. I groan. Great, now I am going to have to deal with teasing. "George why don't you shut up and go and help mum with breakfast yeah" Fred says as he slowly wakes up. George chuckles and nods his head. "Ok loverboy i will do that" he says before walking out. I sit up and get off of Fred. I look down at him and he is rubbing his eyes trying to wake up. "Umm... thanks for last night" I thank him awkwardly as I'm looking at the floor. He nods and gets up. "No problem" he says. I nod before starting to walk towards the stairs.

"Hey Y/N" he calls. I turn and look at him. He walks up to me and presses his lips to mine in a short but sweet kiss. I pull back and breathe out in shock but I have a huge grin on my face. "Umm..." I said quietly. "I'll see you at breakfast, yeah" I asked him. He nods with a smirk on his face. He kisses my cheek before I turn and run up the stairs feeling shocked but happy.

Fred stands at the bottom of the stairs with a smirk on his face. "Well took you long enough" George calls and Fred groans. "Shut up Georgie".

[princessphilly]

All Bets Are Off Chapter 12

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CW: smut, filthy talk

This is a bit of a filler chapter, sorry. 

“Are you going to miss me?”

Nina didn’t even look up from her iPad. It was so annoying yet adorable at the same time, how Sidney was desperately trying to get her to tell him how much she was going to miss him. 

“Um, I think you’re going to miss me more than I’ll miss you,” Nina finally replied. She grinned as Sidney huffed. 

The first month of the new year had passed by pretty quickly to Nina. After being together for New Year’s Eve, Nina and Sid separated as the Pens had to finish off their road trip. Nina stayed in Miami for Jason’s game before taking an extra week just for herself. It was nice to have a bit of a vacation, especially when Lauren flew down. Nina basically enjoyed being on the beach, hanging out with a close friend, and shopping. 

The morning of New Year’s Day, after having their first breakfast together of the new year, Sid had given Nina a card. Nina was shocked to see a credit card with her name on it and she had tried to give it back but Sid had insisted. “You don’t treat yourself enough, pretty girl,” he had firmly stated. So Nina took advantage of it to treat herself a bit. 

By the time she came back to Pittsburgh, Sidney’s road trip was over but Nina’s semester had started. They had a couple of weeks where they spent time together as much as possible before the Pens had another short road trip. Now, Sidney was on his way to the Olympics in Beijing for their longest separation so far.

Sidney finally had his bag packed the way that he liked it. Glancing at Nina laying on their, um, his bed, he drawled, “Are you sure you aren’t going to miss me?”

Nina looked up and giggled. “You hog the sheets, Sidney. And you’re like a furnace when you sleep.”

Sidney walked over to the bed, crouching over Nina. “Hurting my feelings right before I have to take a long flight. Tsk tsk.”

“Your flight leaves tomorrow. You’re just making sure you are totally prepared tonight. Stop being so dramatic, Sidney Crosby.”

Sidney smirked as he brushed a hand down Nina’s front. She was clothed, wearing one of his t-shirts. “Still, Nina. 

“Still, Sidney.”

Nina stuck out her tongue at Sidney as he giggle-honked. Sidney brushed an errant strand of hair off of Nina’s forehead as he whispered, “I wish you were coming.”

“It was too short of a notice to take almost three weeks off, Sid,” Nina murmured. “Plus, hasn’t it always just been your family attending the Olympics?”

“Yes?”

Nina smiled. “Then, I would be breaking your tradition and your superstitions-”

Sidney opened his mouth to disagree but Nina put a finger over it. “Don’t even start, we both know how important ALL of your superstitions are. Even if you wouldn’t say it, if you lose without a gold medal and I'm there, part of you would be wondering. So quit the bullshit, Sidney.”

Sidney gave Nina a chagrined smile as she laughed at him. She was right, as always.

“Sid, it’ll be fine. You’re lucky I’m a morning person, you can call me crazy early here and I’ll pick up,” Nina reasoned. 

Sidney pouted a bit. “I finally got you to actually date me, I don’t want to be separated from you for that long.”

“How cute, Mr. Obsessed-with-Hockey has become soft in his old age.”

Nina squealed when Sidney tickled her, squirming. “Okay, okay, you’re allowed to become soft!”

Sidney gave Nina a soft smile and she gulped. Something shifted in that look and Nina felt like there was something new. 

Sidney bit his lip as Nina nervously laughed. In that moment, the pure joy on Nina’s face as she squealed while he tickled her, Sidney was sure that he loved her. He loved Nina. But this was the wrong time to admit that. So he chuckled and said, “If I’m soft, it’s only because of you.”

Nina stuck out her tongue and rolled her eyes. “Whatever.”

Sidney chose not to respond to that statement, instead choosing to slide his lips over hers. Soft and sweet, exploratory as they kissed, not their usual hungry kisses. Then Nina wrapped a leg around Sidney’s waist and the mood changed. 

Nina ended the kiss first, whispering, “I can feel that someone is going to really miss me.”

“Going to miss you so much,” Sidney replied, grinding his hips into Nina’s core. “Let me show you.”

Nina gasped as Sidney sucked along her neck, just light enough not to leave any marks. “Gonna give you something to remember while I’m gone,” Sidney promised as his hands went under her shirt before pulling it off. 

Nina grinned before moaning as Sidney began to do exactly what he promised to do.

**

Sidney sighed as he sent the text. Everything was going great, even after a couple of hiccups in their first group stage games. This year, it was obvious to Sidney that this was going to be the last Olympics for him. Except for him, Tazer, Bergy, Tanger, Webs, Price, and Giroux, all of the other players on the team were under 30. Sidney saw his job as captain this year to not just get one more gold, but get the younger guys ready to take over. 

Right now, they were getting ready to play against Germany, their first game after the group stage, the real games. It was before pregame; the players whose families had come to Beijing were giving well-wishes. At this moment, Sidney wished Nina was here with him instead of home in Pittsburgh.

His phone pinged and Sidney relaxed when he saw the message: its midnight here. Good luck. Im g2g2 sleep. Bye

That message was quickly followed by another one: why the hell did they schedule yall for so fucking late? figured canada would be primetime here

Sidney laughed when he saw Nina’s message. Giroux looked at him, raising an eyebrow. “Must be the elusive girlfriend.”

Giroux’s wife elbowed him, causing him to say ow. Sidney snickered; they may be teammates for Team Canada but their truce was still a fragile truce. Ryanne Giroux said, “I heard Nina’s very sweet and kind.”

“Oh?”

Sidney was suddenly very curious. Blithely, Ryanne replied, “You know as well as I do it’s a small league. People only have the kindest things to say about her.”

Relaxing a bit, Sidney grinned. “Nina’s pretty fucking amazing. I’m lucky she likes me.”

“Oh God, he’s talking about Nina again.”

Sidney’s grin turned into a smile as Tanger clasped him on the back. Tanger continued, “It took five years-”

“Five years,” Giroux asked as Sidney groaned. “Stop giving him chirp material.”

Ryanne snickered as Sidney’s phone pinged again; kris says ur bragging about me again?

“Really, Tanger, really?”

Kris laughed as Sidney narrowed his eyes. “Calm down, Sid.” 

Before Sidney could reply, Nina sent him another text: score a hat trick

Sidney gave his phone a soft smile. It was time to get focused for the game, so Sidney put his phone away as soon as he went back into the locker room.

**

Nina cracked an eye open. The time difference was a motherfucker; it was 5:45 am but 5:45pm. Yawning, Nina sat up in her bed as she accepted the call from Sid. 

“Nina, really?”

“Good morning to you,” Nina yawned. 

Sid slightly frowned. Nina was wearing a team USA t-shirt. Her shorts were blue. Even her sleep bonnet was blue. 

“I’m not Canadian, Sid.”

“Stilll-“

Nina smirked as she shook her head. “No, I’m not rooting for you. Score as many goals as you want, I’m Team USA.”

Sidney scowled as Nina laughed. “It’s not even like the US made the gold medal game!”

Nina was disappointed in Team USA. She was hoping they would make it to the gold medal game but they were going to go against Finland for Bronze. Tomorrow, at 8am Beijing Time, 8pm EST, Canada was going against Sweden for gold. 

“Still, you should be rooting for me.”

“I am,” Nina reasoned. “I want you to score all the goals. But, I just cannot root for Canada, yet.”

“Yet.”

Nina looked up to the ceiling before yawning again. Sidney was in a snit. She felt a tiny bit bad for Sweden because they were going to get it. But that wasn’t her problem. “Seriously, good luck, Sidney.”

“Thank you, Nina.”

Nina blew Sidney a kiss and he pretended to catch it. Then he licked his lips. “How many days did you take off when I get back?”

“Three, Sidney. Just three.”

Nina couldn’t help the rush of heat in her center when Sidney drawled, “I don’t plan to let you out of my house then.”

“Win the damn gold then,” Nina snapped. 

Sidney chuckled, saying, “You’re ready to go back to sleep then. Sweet dreams, Nina.”

“Bye, Sid.”

**

Nina looked down at her phone. There were three messages, long messages, all from Sid. She took in a deep, fortifying breath. Canada had one gold and Sidney had two goals. From the highlights, it seemed like Sidney was on a mission the whole game. Sighing, Nina pressed play on the first one. It was just a noisy celebration, nothing big until Sidney started talking. His talking was garbled at first and Nina laughed when she realized that he was drunk off his ass when he called her. 

The second voicemail started just as garbled, then Nina heard Sidney clearly say, “I’m so happy we won, I still wish you were here, you’re my new lucky charm, pretty girl. Fuck, I love you so much, pretty girl, you make everything better now that you’re mine.”

The next one was just sappy as the second, but Sidney was definitely somewhere quieter with this one. But he was also just as drunk, as he ended by saying, “I wanna fuck you when I get back, with you wearing my gold, pretty girl. This gold is almost as pretty as you.”

Nina ruefully laughed, already expecting apologetic texts from Sidney when he was sober. But for the rest of the day, the thought lingered in her mind, the idea that Sidney loved her. However, her patients kept Nina busy and she didn’t get a moment to really ruminate on that. Then, Nina went over to Karesha’s house to babysit her play nephew, AJ, as Karesha went out with her boyfriend. 

Within an hour of leaving, Karesha came back in, heated as she slammed the door. AJ commented, “He must have made Mom mad again.”

“AJ, please go upstairs and play with your Legos, Mommy needs to talk to Aunt Nina,” Karesha asked, trying hard to control her voice. 

AJ quickly ran up the stairs, loudly closing the door to his room. Karesha flopped on the couch, kicking off her expensive heels. “Fuck men.”

Nina got up and grabbed a bottle of whiskey and two shot glasses. Pour shots, she passed one to Karesha before sitting back down next to her friend. Karesha gratefully smiled before downing the shot. 

“I’m tired of this shit. I told him it was over through text. How dare he say he’s coming up to Pittsburgh before spring training and then text me after I get to the restaurant to say he’s not coming after all. I’m done. I can’t.”

Nina murmured sympathetically, “Fuck him.”

“I’m so glad I never brought him around AJ though,” Karesha stated. “He had the nerve to say I spent too much time with my kid when I told him it was over.”

Nina’s eyes widened at that statement. “What are you supposed to do? Parent him less?”

Thoughts about Sidney were forgotten as Nina consoled her friend. Deciding to sleep over, Nina woke up early in the morning on the couch, several texts from Sidney waiting for her. Nina quickly scanned over them, starting with a text telling Nina his flight was about to come in to the last one asking if everything was okay. Nina sent him a message: friend had a crisis, be over around 10

It was early, around 7am so Nina didn’t expect to get a response. But Sidney replied: everything ok?

As ok as it’s gonna be, don’t worry, Nina sent back before straightening up Karesha’s living room. She then slipped out, locking the door from the inside. 

**

“Gonna get you full with my cum, pretty girl. Fuck, look at you, your pussy already trying to milk my cum.”

Nina groaned as she watched Sid fuck her, claiming her. Her legs were over his shoulders, allowing Sidney to fuck her deep. “You missed me, pretty girl?”

“Uh huh,” Nina managed to say. He was fucking her so good, each stroke hitting her g-spot. It was like Sidney returned as a man on a mission. 

“I missed you. Dreamed of you every night, Nina,” Sidney rasped. 

“Mmmm.”

Nina no longer had words, she could feel her high coming. Then she felt Sidney’s fingers, just two fingers on her clit and it was enough to send her over the edge. Nina screamed, her nails digging into Sidney’s back. That was enough to get Sidney to reach his high as well, his grunts wordless as he came. 

Nina sighed as Sidney withdrew, already sad at feeling empty. Sidney sat back on his haunches, watching as his cum started to leak out of Nina’s pussy. “I’ll never get enough of seeing that,” he remarked as he played with Nina’s clit. “Just for me, pretty girl.”

Moaning, Nina closed her eyes. She was sensitive but she felt herself respond to Sidney’s fingers. Then his fingers were replaced with his tongue, his fingers fucking his cum deeper inside of her pussy and the time for rational thought was gone. 

**

Six weeks later

Nina sighed as she rifled through her bag for the keys to her apartment. Today was her thirty-first birthday and for some reason, she felt weird. ‘Maybe it’s because I’m now on the other side of thirty,’ Nina thought to herself. 

The morning began with happy birthday texts from friends, birthday calls from Mom and Dad, and a facetime call with Jason. Sidney had sent her a funny meme birthday text but nothing else. Nina knew she shouldn’t feel too bad; the Pens were trying to solidify their playoff spot in the division and her birthday, April 5, fell right at the end of the season. As she opened the door, Nina hoped that Sid would at least do something once the playoffs were over. At the same time, it felt weird that she wasn’t going out with her parents either.

Just her luck that for the first time she was in a relationship around her birthday, her boyfriend had reasons not to take her out. Nina sniffled as she turned on the light.

“SURPRISE!!”

Nina gasped as Sidney, Kris, Geno, Anna, Catherine, Taylor, Alex, Victoria, Mario, Nathalie, Guentzy, Tristan, Hannah, Karesha, AJ, Lauren, her mom and dad, and Aryanna jumped out. Eyes wide, Nina burst into tears. 

“Oh no, what’s wrong pretty girl,” Sidney replied, folding Nina into his arms. 

Nina sniffled as she cried, “I thought everyone forgot my birthday!”

“I told you she wasn’t going to take it well,” Karesha muttered as Lauren kicked her. “Girl, be happy he did this all for you when he could be extra obsessive about the playoffs.”

Nina cut her eyes at Karesha before getting on her tiptoes to press a kiss to Sid’s cheek. “Thank you, Sid.”

**

The pictures of that night were put into a small scrapbook. Nina didn’t understand Sidney’s love for documenting memories in such a dramatic way but it was nice to look back at the memories in book form instead of having to scroll through her phone. Playoffs were now starting though so Nina was sure that would be the last carefree time until the playoffs were over, this time hopefully with another cup.

[tastyykpop]

𝐶𝑟𝑎𝑧𝑦 𝑖𝑛 𝐿𝑜𝑣𝑒-Part 1

Pairings: yandere mafia leader!baekhyun x reader

Genre: suggestive, smut in later chapters, angst probs, fluff here and there but its very lowkey

《teaser next》

Warnings: kidnapping, drug use, alcohol consumption, baeks kinda crazy, pet names, master kink, spanking (he literally spanks her once), choking (not in a kinky way), mentions of blood and murder

Word count: 4.9k

Tag list: @wooya1224 @geniusloey tell me if you want to be tagged!!

⚠️ this is purely fictional and not how I imagine baekhyun to actually act. If you feel like you're in a situation like this please run and report it. I do not support this behavior.

How long has it been? 3 or 5 days? Maybe even a week. You didnt know nor did you care. But why would you? You've gave up caring ever since your boyfriend, Sungho was murdered right in front of you, but you couldn't even see who the murderer was which drove you insane.

Tears and blood stained your pretty skin that night, so much agony and rage ran through your veins. All you wanted to do was curl up into a ball and scream until you passed out. But its been days since you've gotten a proper good night's sleep and it was eating you away ever so slowly. Everytime you closed your eyes, you remembered that dreadful day, Sungho's screams, the terror on his beautiful face, his lifeless bloody body. What did he do to deserve death? Why did it have to be him?

"Y/n! Y/n, its been four days please come out of your room!" It was the familiar voice of your mother and her knocking that brought you back to reality. She was almost begging, she hasn't seen you since you locked yourself away that night so you couldnt blame her for being worried, but you were fine. "I'm coming in."

She pushed your door open to see you cuddling your blanket with no emotion on your face. You looked at her with barely any care and rolled over, facing away from her.

She sighed and sat on the edge of the bed, "You know y/n, we'll get to the bottom of this and have them put behind bars. It's gonna be ok-"

"No its not," you rasped from not using your voice in so long, "I dont even know what the murderer looked like, how can we put them behind bars!?" There was a small pause, she knew finding them wasnt likely which hurt you like hell, but she was still trying her best to comfort you.

"...At least come out of your room, everyone's worried." Your mother pleaded and though you really didnt want to move, you didnt want to upset or worry anyone any further so you got up.

With a smile, she did the same and led you downstairs to where you dad and sister were. They tensed when they saw you, but nonetheless smiled sadly, thanking the heavens you were okay.

"You look horrible..." your sister, Haeun, commented making you cringe. It wasnt like she was wrong, you spent four days not taking a shower and sitting in the same clothes so of course you looked bad, who wouldn't.

You excused yourself and went into the kitchen grabbing the first thing you saw, a bottle of vodka. Now it wasnt the best drink you could've had, but you decided to drink away your pain and suffering since you couldnt take the heart ache any longer.

"Shes doing it again." Your mother whispered but you heard her clear as day. "Shouldnt we stop her?"

"What for? She won't listen and she's traumatized. There's nothing much we could do right now." Your dad spoke with sadness watching as you took a quick swig from the substance.

Normally, you're not one to drink vodka but now it felt good, maybe too good. The more you drank it, the less pain you were in. It could last forever, you thought, but nothing lasts forever.

As you poured yourself another drink, you started wondering about Sungho again. If there were an afterlife, was he happy there? Would he be watching over you, making sure you were happy and healthy?If only it were that simple.

Though you and him were starting to drift off a bit, you still cared and loved him and now you're starting to take everything you guys went through for granted. Its what you get.

Standing up, you left the kitchen a bit dizzy from only drinking alcohol and having nothing else in your system and went back upstairs to take a shower. You decided after drinking, you wanted to go to the club you always go to. Normally, you didnt go on a Thursday, but you thought since you haven't been out in a while that it would be good to leave and breathe in the fresh air.

You took a fairly quick shower and your hair and makeup didnt take long either. Finally stopping to look at yourself in the mirror, your saw how pale and tired you were. Almost lifeless. You figured that once you finally have a good time, it would all go away and you'd be happy again.

"Where are you going?" You jumped at the voice of Haeun who appeared out of nowhere.

"To the club." You stated nonchalantly,

Haeun frowned, "Thats not a good idea, all you'll do is drink until you pass out. And there's always weirdos waiting for their turn with someone vulnerable like that."

A smile formed on your face trying to lighten up the mood a bit, "Ill be fine. I promise nothing bad will happen."

Haeun sighed, almost sounding like a bratty child who didn't get their way because she knew she wouldn't change your mind no matter how hard she tried. It sucked to have a stubborn sibling like yourself.

Sehun rolled his eyes at the sight of Baekhyuns scheduled flirting session. The girl was dressed in barely anything and he could tell she was probably Baekhyuns new toy for the night as he started getting handsy with her. But Sehun could see how Baekhyuns eyes weren't always looking at her. Instead, they sometimes searched passed the girl in hopes to find something else. He knew what, actually who he was searching for so he never asked or mentioned it.

He remembered you perfectly. Your calm and sleeping figure laying peacefully on your boyfriends chest. It was a shame he had to wake you up while he killed the man. And it was a shame to see such a pretty girl cry and scream with such fright in her eyes.

But Sehun didn't feel that bad, he did what he was supposed to do with only a little remorse.

"Sehun," Baekhyun called, the younger lifted his head waiting for him to continue, "Are you sure you didn't hurt my little toy the other day?"

Sehun scoffed, "If I did, I'd be dead by now, hyung."

The man chuckled sadistically , "She hasn't been here in a while," Baekhyun looked up from the girl and turned to Sehun, "Its only safe to ask."

"Hyung, I told you before that shes probably scared." Sehun face palmed when Baekhyun glared at him.

"A little red shouldnt effect someone that bad."

"I kil-" Sehun stopped what he was about to say, forgetting about the girl straddling Baekhyuns lap and cleared his throat, "Shes not used to stuff like that, Baek."

He didn't care about what Sehun said and ignored the youngests pointless blabbering, returning his attention back the girl only for a short amount of time until something caught his attention.

You walked in his club with confidence and beauty not giving any staring man the time of day and took your usual seat at the bar. After ordering your drink, you put your head in your arms and Baekhyun grinned.

Now was his chance, there's no way anyone will get in his way and there was no way he'd let this chance go.

"Stay here." Baekhyun said to Sehun, pushing the girl off him as he stood up. She almost pulled him back but he gave her such a terrifying death glare that made her stop.

"Theres no way youre actually gonna go talk to her...right?" Sehun questioned a bit shocked that Baekhyun was actually going to you after so long.

"Of course I am, I'll be back." With that, Baekhyun walked away from the two with only one thing on his mind: you.

He waltzed with a smirk of pure evil. What would he do? Only God knew, but he couldnt help himself when he saw your pretty face.

All eyes watched Baekhyun stop next to you, astonished that he went to talk to a girl and not the other way around, "Excuse me sweetheart," You popped your head up in the direction Baekhyun spoke, he took a seat next to you with an almost comforting smile when he saw your red cheeks, "But are you okay."

You wanted to spill everything that happened so bad because you needed to get it out, but you didnt know the man and neither did he know you so all you could do was nod, "Im fine."

Baekhyun knew behind your lying eyes was someone in pain and searching for a person to hold, but he couldnt do anything just yet and tried loosening you up to him so he could do what he wanted to do in the first place.

"C'mon sweetheart, you can tell me anything." He smiled that charismatic smile of his, "I'm easy to talk to."

It was believable for the most part and you laughed a bit, the first laugh you actually had since that tragic night, "You seem like a sweet talker," you smirked causing Baekhyun to chuckle, "Whats the catch?"

"There is no catch, I just wanted to know if youre okay. And besides, I could tell you've been crying." He pointed to your tear stained cheeks and you mentally cursed yourself for unintentionally crying just a few moments ago.

"Oh.."

"Dont worry," He chuckled, "Whatever it is im sure you'll get over it." Baekhyun almost failed to hide his sinful smug as you frowned and covered it quickly with a swig of your drink.

But something inside was eating you away about what happened, you needed to let out your emotions and you started caring less and less that he was a stranger. Then again, what if you scared him away? What will happen next?

"At least tell me your name first," You blushed and shyly looked over at him who had an expecting glint in his eyes, "Then maybe ill tell you why I'm so upset."

Baekhyun stretched his hand out in front of him and you gently shook it. Damn he had a strong grip, "My names Byun Baekhyun and you?" He asked as if he didnt know who you were.

"Y/n L/n." You beamed, wondering why his name was so familiar. "So uh- my story..." Fumbling with the drink in your hands, you sighed heavily, "Long story short, my boyfriend was...murdered in front of me." You mumbled the last bit, but you didnt need to repeat yourself as Baekhyun already knew every single detail of that night thanks to Sehun.

Placing a soft hand on your shoulder he whispered with fake sympathy, "I understand now why you're so upset," Liar, "I feel terrible," No he doesn't.

He wiped a stray tear that had slipped down your cheeks and sent you a solemn look.

"I-its in the past i guess." You muttered, "I can't change a thing about it."

Damn right you couldnt. Even if there were some form of time travel, Baekhyun wouldn't dare let you try and change the past because that would mean you weren't entirely his. But since there isn't anything like that, Baekhyun has nothing to worry about except figuring out how to bring you back with him.

"Would you like a glass of water, y/n?" Baekhyun asked quickly as a thought popped into his head. You nodded your head slowly and Baekhyun called over the bartender. You werent really paying attention to him ordering the water and just let your mind slip to the sound of the music and looked around the room, tapping your fingers to the beat, but you stopped when you felt a pair of sharp eyes watching you from somewhere. You looked here and there before stopping on a man that was a about a few inches taller than Baekhyun. He had a eerie grin on his face when you noticed him, then he winked.

Chills went down your spine and you spun yourself around in your chair facing forwards causing Baekhyun to raise an eyebrow but he didnt question it.

"Heres the water." He handed the drink over and you thanked him before taking a sip. It tasted a bit weird but not all water tasted the same, though it was slightly dry for water.

"So tell me about yourself, y/n." Baekhyun checked his watch, all he needed was fifteen minutes then you were all his. "You seem like an interesting person." He looked up and smiled.

"Well," You thought about what was possibly interesting enough to tell him, "Im in my second year of college!" A smile crossed your lips.

"Oh really? Where do you go?" Baekhyun did seem interested to know some parts of your life. Somehow, you caught his attention like that. Thats why Sehun was a surprised when he finally made his move with you.

"Seoul of Performing Arts." You beamed. It was the happiest moment in your life when you got accepted and all of your family members, extended and close, celebrated your acceptance, "My boyfriend, Sungho, went there too."

He just about rolled his eyes but replaced it with a nod and a fake warm smile. If you knew him better, you'd know that smile was only him clenching his jaw in anger.

"How cute." The glint in his eyes proved he was lying and maybe you were too stupid or innocent to notice when you took another sip of water.

He watched and wished his plan could go faster, he was excited to have fun with his pretty little toy and he couldnt wait any longer.

"What about you?" You raised a brow. There was still something in your gut that made you feel like you knew him. And you still wondered why. Was he someone famous in the city? Maybe you've heard your friends mention him here and there? What was it about him that was so familiar?

"You'll know soon enough kitten." You frowned at the pet name as he pat your head like you were a small child yet you chose to ignore it.

It was a bit outlandish and made you more skeptical to know who he was.

"Thats not very reassuring, Baekhyun." Your quirked.

"Why tell you when I can just show you?" He leaned in, mocking your now pouty lips and chuckled, "The drugs should be setting in by now."

You lifted your head up with wide eyes, "Wait what?" Did you hear him right? Did he say what you thought he said? "What do you mean drugs!?" You said with awestruck as your heart raced in fear. You hoped to god he was just joking

The man before you smirked that unpleasant smirk of his, almost like the guy you saw before and you started panicking more, knowing he wasn't kidding. You tried to get up and run but you felt so woozy in a matter of seconds. Not to mention the sudden pain in your stomach that made you want to throw up. What was Baekhyuns plan? Why did he do this!? You thought at least one thing could go right tonight and maybe you could have fun, but you were wrong. So so wrong.

Trying to leave the club building, you knew you wouldn't make it but you still wanted to attempt an escape. It didn't have to be like this. Each step made it harder to move and your eyes started drooping. It was too late for you.

Already collapsed on the ground, people gasped and stared at your almost lifeless body as Baekhyun tilted his head to the side, "She tried, ill give her that." He walked over and crouched down next to you, moving the hair out of your pale face, "But not hard enough."

In an instant, your body was thrown over the man's shoulder. No one commented on anything that happened in fear that they could be next. It was impossible to say that they felt bad either, they were just glad it didn't happen to themselves.

"Sehun," He called out to the younger male but Sehun was already ahead of him, "You drive." He tossed him the keys.

With a nod they both walked out, you on Baekyuns shoulder as he took you to the expensive car. Gently, he placed you down in backseat, putting your seatbelt on for you, and climbed in on the other side to sit next to you.

"All this just for a girl." Sehun shook his head but needless to say he still smirked, "Youre loosing yourself, hyung." The car sparked and drove off into the night, no cops came searching. They knew better. And neither was there news of your kidnapping, the city stayed quiet.

Sure once your parents realized you were gone they'd start freaking out, but would they dare mess with Baekhyun? Would anyone actually try to mess with him? The mafia could easily answer that with an optimistic no. Remember, Baekhyun had power. No one is going to stop him.

"How long will she be out for?" Sehun asked.

Baekhyun shrugged, "Like an hour or two." He was excited for your life with him now, he knew you were finally his after a year of watching you come and go in his club, plus the small stalking he did when he wanted to see you, and he could only smile. No one can get in between him and your love anymore. "Shes gonna love it when she gets home!"

Sehun chuckled at Baekhyuns almost child like enthusiam and started, "She seems a bit innocent," he paused, looking back at your passed out body in the mirror before returning back to the road, "Normally women don't look off into space when someone's buying them a drink."

"Maybe she's a bit slow, but she wouldn't be here with me if that didn't happen."

The candle flickered in the dark as you awoke on a strange bed. You're head was pounding a bit as you tried looking around at your unfamiliar surroundings. What happened? Was your first thought and you started questioning where you were too. You knew something wasn't right but you couldn't understand why.

You tried getting up only to be locked in place by restraints on your wrists. They were only silk but they were tied tight enough to keep you still. Tilting your head in confusion, you heard foot steps coming towards the door and stopping for a mere few seconds before the door handle twisted.

You anticipated what was going to happen, you didnt even know what was going on in the first place, but you remembered the man standing in front of you.

"B-Baekhyun..?"

"Hey, kitten." That sinister smile was plastered on his face. You were sure it held more meanings then just one.

"Where a-am i?"

He almost cooed at your curiosity but composed himself, "At my mansion, where you'll be staying from now on."

There was a moment where you had to think, interestingly enough what Baekhyun said didnt even frighten you in the slightest, but then again you were high off the drug.

"C-Can you u-untie my hands please?" Your voice was soft and quiet, Baekhyun noticed you werent fully aware of your surroundings and complied, untying the silk from your wrists.

Your eyes were a little dilated when you looked at him. He was gorgeous, you had to give him that, though you wanted to remember why something wasn't sitting right with him. "Baekhyun?"

He looked up with a hum.

"Who...are y-you to me?" You squinted your eyes at the man who sat on the bed next to you, drawing small shapes on your thigh in a sort of loving manner.

"Your boyfriend, y/n."

Boyfriend? You have a boyfriend?

"I have a boyfriend..?" You muttered and asked more to yourself than to him, but he snickered, knowing way more than you did.

"Kitten you drank too much, go back to sleep." He lied and pushed your shoulders down so you were flat against the mattress.

"I-i did?" You whined when Baekhyun kissed your cheek. He always wanted to kiss more than your cheek, he couldnt bring himself to do that unless you were fully conscious for him.

"Yes baby girl, so get some sleep."

You grumbled, "I-Im not t-tired."

Baekhyun sighed, "Then what would the pretty girl like to do?"

You perked up on the mattress and grinned, "Im hungry!"

"Youre hungry?" Baekhyun repeated with a smile at your small childlike energy and you nodded back, "I can ask someone to make you something if you'd like."

"Please!"

He stood up, waiting for you to do the same but since you weren't very awake, you stumbled a bit.

Baekhyun settled with carrying you to the mansions kitchen, awing at your cuteness the whole time. It was a bit of a walk but luckily you were light.

Sitting you down, Baekhyun walked off, finding someone to cook for you. In your state, you felt a bit lonely, only knowing Baekhyun and not your surroundings, it made you feel a bit lost. It shocked you too how you didnt remember Baekhyun being your boyfriend, you started question the relationship between the two of you more.

"Princess i got you your favorite dish!" He walked in with a plate of jjajangmyeon and set it down in front of you.

Your mouth was watering and you were ready to dig in before wondering, "H-How do you know m-my favorite dish?"

Baekhyun hesitated at the question before clearing his throat and spoke with a raised brow, "We're dating y/n, why wouldn't I know what you like?"

"Uh yeah..right...." you dug in, your mind was starting to clear up a bit, not enough for you to fully remember anything though. But the more you thought, the more consciousness you regained.

Baekhyun watched as you gobbled down the meal with full satisfaction. This wouldn't be the first time he's watched you and neither would it be the last. He liked knowing you were eating well and were healthy so he was proud.

"I-im done!"

"Good girl. Now wait for me to come back so we can go to bed, okay?" You nodded and sat patiently as he took your plate and waited for your boyfriend to come back.

A few moments later, Baekhyun still was no where to be seen and your mind was slowly coming back, "N-no...wait." mumbling to yourself, you figured it out in just mere seconds and remembered that your boyfriend was brutally murdered four days ago in front of you. After four days you went to the bar to drink away the anguish and met someone, that someone was Byun Baekhyun. After thirty or so minutes of talking to him, you were drugged when you werent paying attention and passed out minutes later. Now you were here at Baekhyuns mansion, lied to and kidnapped. "Oh fuck."

The chair scraped against the floor and you wasted no time running to your hopeful freedom.

But you weren't a lucky person. Oh no you weren't. You were tossed and pushed against the door you were about to open by someone much bigger. He was the same guy you saw at the bar and his smirk was nothing different. Cynical and frightening.

The man stepped closer to you before putting one hand next to your head and whispered, "Are you playing a cat and mouse game with hyung now? How cute." Standing tall, he grabbed you by the hair and dragged you back to where you came. You groaned and tried fighting back, but there was no use, he wasn't going to let go until after he practically threw you into Baekhyuns arms.

You were about to scream at Baekhyun and the no name man until Baekhyun covered your mouth with his hand, "Say something and you'll regret it." He growled into your ear as you shook and fought.

You hummed against him and tried biting his hand and punching his side, but he was like a man of steel and let it happen, only raising his brow like he wanted to hurt you, but didnt.

"Sehun, tell Chanyeol to lock all the doors for the next week or so 'til she learns how to behave."

The man nodded and ran off leaving you two alone. Fear was one way to describe it and the look Baekhyun gave you didnt help.

"Now kitten why would you go and do some shit like that? Are you asking to be punished?" He took his hand off your mouth to let you speak. Baekhyuns aura was much different than earlier. The nice guy was gone and you were left with a man who could kill you with just one look.

You stopped hitting him and screamed viciously, "Fuck you! You're fucking insane!"

"Now now princess," he pressed a hand to your throat, wrapping it tighter and tighter until you felt the oxygen leave your lungs, "It seems as if you're asking for a punishment."

"I-if you...s-so dare to-touch..any other p-part of my body, i-ill....kill you..." You whimpered, grabbing his wrist in attempts to pull him off but Baekhyun was relentless, keeping his grasp tight and painful.

"Stop struggling, you're only making this harder for yourself."

There were two options now, either listen to Baekhyun or fight until you passed out again.

"Princess." His voice held a warning tone and you hesitantly stopped and moments later he loosened his grip, you knew there would be marks by tomorrow, "We are going to bed now. Don't try to run, I have this place guarded up and if you do somehow make it out, be prepared because I will find you and beat your ass until you can't sit for a month. Understand?"

Your stomach did flips and not in a good way, you were scared, "Y-yes."

"Can you say 'yes master'?" His voice went higher as he said the last part to mimic yours.

You sighed, positive if you didnt comply then you'd be here all night, "Yes m-master..."

"Good girl." He kissed your cheek and you almost smacked him in disgust but tried not to act aggressive towards him. You wanted to leave, not be punished by whatever he had in mind. "Call me that from now on."

Baekhyun grabbed your hand and led you to the room you were just in, now that you took a good look, it was a pretty room. There was a red sofa against the wall and some other matching chairs plus a huge flat screen TV hanging on the wall facing the bed. You had to admit, he had good taste but he was still insane.

As you sat down on the bed, Baekhyun reached into his draw to pull out a t-shirt and handed it to you with a wide smile, but you raised a brow at the fabric.

"No pants?" You asked.

Baekhyun chuckled, "What for?"

"Because of creeps like you." You grumbled and snatched the shirt that dangled in front of your face before storming off into the connected bathroom. Inside, you could hear Baekhyuns annoying laugh and ignored it, changing into the surprisingly very oversized shirt that went down to your mid thigh.

Taking the clothes you wore earlier, you went back into the room where Baekhyun laid peacefully on the bed, waiting for you.

He only had his boxers on which made you groan in anger and decided to not lay on the bed and instead on the couch near it.

"Princess, what are you doing?" He perched himself on his elbows, watching you throw your clothes on the ground then take the folded blanket on the couch and wrap yourself with it as you laid down.

"Going to sleep, master." You stated coldly with a glare.

Baekhyun rolled his eyes, "Get over here." He said, voice low and laced with dominance but you remained still, closing your eyes and pretending as if you were asleep. "Y/n." He warned but there was no reply.

"Thats it." You heard him get up and march to where you laid. Baekhyun picked you up and you yelped at the sudden intrusion and were thrown over his shoulder.

Smacking his back got you nowhere as he threw you down on the bed, pinning both your hands down and hovered over you with a killing look, "Next time you don't listen, ill bend you over my knee."

"Youre all talk, no action." In an instant you were flipped over and a hand landed straight on your bare ass, leaving you shocked and mouth agape.

"Are you sure, kitten? Would you like me to spank you again?"

"N-no."

"No what?"

"N-no master.."

Baekhyun slowly let you go and laid beside you, still a bit irrated. "Now go to sleep."

You couldnt. Not with the lingering fear of what could happen next. Plus, not with his arm wrapped around your waist with a somewhat tight hold. You were just too scared to let your gaurd down. Why shouldn't you be scared though? What if he took advantage of your sleeping body and did something terrible.

There was no way you could get rest now. You could now count this as your fifth day without proper sleep.

[ymirgf]

The phone call

Timeskip Armin Arlert X Fem!reader

warnings- nsfw,edging ?? idk if thats the word,praise

summary- you accidentally call armin while touching yourself and he comes over and f*cks you i dont know 😁

word count: 1.9k

NOTE: IN HONOR OF ARMIN FINALLY SHOWING UP TODAY PLEASE I PRESENT THIS FIC I THOUGHT OF WHILE DRIFTING TO SLEEP!! sorry if this is bad it’s my first fic + nsfw at that so please bare w me also sorry if i misspelled anything ty for reading :)

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It was late in the night, you were sprawled across your bed, hands down your pants touching yourself to the thought of Armin.

Earlier that day you happened to walk into Armin showering and all you saw was his hands in his hair,his closed eyes and his front lower region. Thankfully he didn’t notice you but you thought about what you saw, and how big it was...

You kept rubbing small circles around your clit as you sped up faster and faster, you moved over to side causing you to press on Armin’s contact.

Your phone was already open due to the fact you had been texting your friend not to long ago.. You slightly moved over once more causing you to hit the call button. Armin picked up but you couldn’t hear due to the fact he wasn’t on speaker and your volume was down, he picked up. You kept speeding up which made you breathe heavier and louder a quick “Armin..” You breathed out as you kept going.

“Y/N? is everything alright?” He asked, but you couldn’t hear him. You sped up as fast as you could which forced you to moan out loudly. Armin’s eyes widened now noticed what was happening, he assumed you accidentally called him but he didn’t want to hang up..he wanted to listen. As you neared your orgasm you repeated his name over and over and arched your back while coming undone and letting out a loud lewd moan.

Armin’s jaw dropped and he felt a bulge in his pants growing. As you fell back onto your bed sighing loudly feeling a little ashamed of what you just did, yeah he was your boyfriend of 2 years but it felt wrong to get off to him..

He hung up quickly so you wouldn’t noticed that you accidentally called, you took your phone scrolling through your social media for a bit and then switched to the phone app to call Sasha and ask her about something.

As you went to call her you noticed something in your recent calls saying “Armin 3:37AM” You thought about it realizing that’s the time you were touching yourself and started to freak out. Maybe you muted as well so he couldn’t hear or maybe it muffled you thought to calm yourself down a bit but admitted to yourself that he most likely heard you.

You thought about if you should call or text him saying sorry or giving an apology for what it felt like at least 20 minutes until you heard a ring at your door.

Armin stood there with an obvious big bulge in his pants he couldn’t get down for the life of him and he worried that he was going to be a bother but he tried not to show his nervousness and worry as he looked to the side.

You quickly put on a nightgown that was kind of see-through that showed your [F/C] matching bra and panties set, you slipped on your slippers and headed downstairs to the door.

As you opened up the door your heart sunk to your chest as you realized it was Armin, your eyes shifted to the side as your cheeks became hot from embarrassment.

Armin looked you up and down and then gulped before he had the confidence to say “Hey, can I come in?” You were too embarrassed to speak so you just nodded and moved to the side so he could step in.

He slid past you and made his way over to your couch and sat down with his hand covering his crotch.

You shut your front door locking it and made your way over to the couch, you sat down “Hey what’s up? it’s pretty late” You said while smiling and tilting your head. He began to look to the side as he made this certain face that he always makes when he’s scared to say something, that’s when you knew. He heard it.

Your heart began to pound as the words left his lips.. “Um..you accidentally called me while masturbating earlier” He smiled after he said it to make it come off more light-hearted. Your face heated up as you began to apologize quickly, your words being so quick he could hardly understand you. “I’m so sorry Armin! I had no clue I called you I wasn’t paying attention and I completely forgot I left my phone on, also I’m so so so sorry I thought of you while doing it, It’s just I saw you earlier,naked in the shower and I just couldn’t help myself I’m so sorry!!” You rambled as you looked down in embarrassment.

His eyes widened not knowing you saw him naked earlier and he thought for a few seconds before lifting your chin up and leaning in to kiss you. Your eyes widen but you eventually kissed back, you thought he would stop kissing but he didn’t.

He caressed your cheek as he kissed you deeply, you moaned softly into the kiss forcing a groan out of his throat. He saw an opening as he skillfully slid his tongue in your mouth causing you to moan, you slid your tongue in as well and moved onto his lap not breaking the kiss.

He moved his hands to your hips as you moved your hips back and forth on his crotch. He groaned into your mouth and and moved his hands up and down your body. He slid his hands under your nightgown and touched you until he reached your breasts. He stopped the kiss and opened his eyes “Y/N? is this okay?”

You nodded and he quickly took off your bra with his right hand while his left was on your cheek leaning to kiss you again. As he slid your bra off with his right hand he then took off your nightgown with both hands and stared at your chest in pure admiration. You got embarrassed by him staring for so long and looked away and while you did he grabbed your neck and started kissing from your jawline to your neck leaving purple spots everywhere.

You let out a breathy moan as he makes his way to your breasts. He cupped your left breast kneading it and put his mouth on your right one making you moan softly making him smirk against against your boob. You moaned as he sucked on your nipple and pulled away with a string of saliva connecting your nipple and his lips he mumbles while moving to your left “Your tits are beautiful” which made you shut your legs around his waist as your cunt throbbed at his words, making him smile while he starts sucking on your left nipple.

You throw your head back and arch your back making your cunt thrust more on Armin’s crotch making him moan onto your breast. After he finishes with your breasts he pulls away with saliva starting to drip from his mouth as he licks his lips with a smile. Your cunt throbs at the sight of his face and you smile back at him.

He leans in to kiss you already starting off with tongue you moan into his mouth as you feel your pool of arousal growing in your panties as he lifts you up gripping your neck and ass for support as he carries you upstairs to your bedroom never breaking the kiss.

Once you make it to the bedroom he set you softly on the bed and removed his shirt, as he did you stared at his abs almost drooling as he chuckled and threw his shirt on the floor.

He made his way over to your body and stared down at your tits once again as you turned away in embarrassment again. “Stop looking at me like that!” You said while laughing. “Sorry...your tits are just so pretty”

He made way over to your body and softly and slowly pulled your legs towards the end of the bed which left your legs hanging off the bed. He looked up at you for consent as you nodded in response. He grabbed your legs and put them over his shoulders.

He slid your panties off and stared at your dripping cunt and licked his lips while smirking. He gripped your thighs and pulled your cunt towards his face as he kissed at your clit making you breathe heavily.

He gave little kitty licks at your folds making you moan out of impatience. “My pretty girl will wait for me right?” He mumbles between your thighs loud enough so you can hear.

You nod biting your lip and throwing your head back as you felt his tongue enter your cunt. You moan out loudly as he licked circles against you, he slipped his tongue inside you making you arch your back putting your cunt in his face.

Along with his tongue he entered a finger into your dripping heat making you yelp in surprise. He kept going speeding up and adding more fingers. Once he added the third finger you felt yourself nearing your orgasm.

He sped up as fast as he could making you arch your back once more before releasing and moaning out.. “Fuck Armin!” He smirks while cleaning you out and gets up while still smirking and wiping the excess with his right hand. He then asks “Are you sure you want to go all the way?” You then reply “Yes im sure” and smile slightly.

He then slides off his pants and then his boxers and his cock springs out and going right against his stomach. You stare with somewhat widen eyes while biting your lip at how big it is. He looks away smiling and looks back while putting your right leg over his shoulder.

“Are you ready?” He says while tilting his head. You nod and he starts slowly starting to enter you.

You moan lowly as he mumbles a quick “Fuck.” under his breathe while he tilts his head back. Once he bottoms out he waits for you to give him the okay to start moving.

Once you say “Okay” he starts moving, he knows how you are and how impatient you can be so he starts out going at a not so slow pace making you moan lewdly as he moans pretty loud in response. You mumble the word “Faster..” and he nods and says “Okay beautiful” and starts going faster making you see stars.

“Fuck,fuck,fuck thats good” you moan out throwing your head back. He starts thrusting harder making him roll his eyes slightly and moan out “You’re so tight Y/N..” both of you breathe heavier as you near your orgasms.

“Fuck Armin, right there” you breathe out and he speeds up. “Y/N you feel so good around me. God” He moans tilting his head back moaning.

You arch your back and scream out “I’m going to-“ Before you could finish he nods and cums on top of your stomach as you cum right before. You moan loudly as he quickly put his thumb over your clit helping you ride out your orgasm as he pumps himself to ride out his.

After you both ride it out he cleans you out with his tongue and licks his way up to your breasts and stomach where he came. It was hot. After he finished cleaning you up, he slid your panties on and then his boxers on himself.

“God” he breathes out, flopping onto the bed next to you. You wrap yourself and him under the covers as he wraps his arm around your waist. You laugh out at how good it was making him laugh in response.

“You know if you were horny you could’ve just called me” He laughed while burying his face in the crook of your neck.

[damerondala]

🍒 Okay tub time with Kix? 😗👌🏻 Exquisite. So good. Where do i find such a caring man ugh and a clean bathtub chores suck

New Cherry Thot of the Week… This one’s hella self-indulgent but don’t worry bestie, i’m dragging you along for the ride too… Picture it: The Marauder, 19 BBY (did i spend 3 minutes looking that up for this dumb joke? yeah…) Somehow, you and I have joined up with the Bad Batch on some kind of mission. Details don’t matter because the important thing is we’re sharing a tiny spaceship with 5 hunks. 🥰 But obvs we have our favorites… I’m going with Wrecker for you (i know you love Hunter too, but just hear me out, this thot has a purpose) and Crosshair for me.

But here’s the thing. We somehow figure out they like us back (maybe Tech spills the beans), AND they have a bet going… Who can win us over first? Because these 2 are always competing over something with each other right?

And like hot damn, but also ohh there’s so much we can do with this info 😈 We both start teasing our respective guys, leading them on a little, not giving in to their flirting or anything so they can’t say they’ve won the bet for a while. They get more frustrated. More… pent up… And… well… so do we…

Uh oh. Maybe we can’t play this much longer. Maybe one day it’s too much, and one of us races to our crush prepared to just kiss them silly, only to find they had the same idea. And then afterward we try to find the other, and discover they couldn’t hold out with their guy either 🙈 And maybe it’s awkward, maybe Wrecker and Crosshair argue over who actually won forever, but it was kinda weirdly fun anyway. We’re happy, and happy for each other. /EndofSappyStory 🍒

cherry. my love. my life.

this might be the best thing that you have ever gifted me holy fuck the way i BLUSHED while reading this??? whooooooo jesus i love this so much!!! 😭 okay lots to unpack here:

1. excellent golden girls reference again. made me giggle and i appreciate the research tech would be proud of u hehe

2. you and i being bffs in this thot made me so happy aw

3. EXCELLENT CHARACTER CHOICE FOR US OMFG i couldn't stop thinking about the "don't worry wrecker you'll top him next time" "no he wOnT" while reading bc omfg those lines applied to this kind of bet????? AAAAHHHHH IM HAVING A CRISIS

i'm gonna write this in sections, actual encounters with the boys happen in sections 3 and 4 with our sexy murder toothpick man being up first! also this is gonna be pre-omega but post-echo joining the batch 

self indulgent filth and fluff in the form of some reader insert thots below ;) 

18+ as always kiddies. i really hope you enjoy! this was so fun to write 

section 1: the bet 

so i imagine this happening right after you guys joined the squad

and it certainly didn't take long for crosshair and wrecker to realize their feelings for you two beautiful women, although one was more brazen about his feelings than the other

one day when hunter had sent you and your friend into a market to pick up a short list of supplies, they got to talking 

crosshair made an offhand remark about his girls’ ass which made wrecker fidget, he never was very composed when it came to pretty girls and this caused all the other members of the batch share knowing looks and smirks

“wrecker if you’re trying to be discreet about your feelings for ___ you’re going to have to do stop fidgeting.” tech noted, rolling his eyes when wrecker started stuttering out excuses but he was cut off by echo

“give ‘im a break. at least he isn't as vulgar as crosshair” 

“you’re just jealous she doesn't flirt with you, mir'osik” (i had to search up insults in mando’a and this one means shit for brains and when i tell you i died laughing okay anyways sorry)

this made echo roll his eyes, deciding it wasn't worth it to fight over whatever stupid insult the sniper threw at him

wanting to stir the pot juuust a bit, hunter proposed a challenge for his vod. he should be the good influence on his brothers, but he couldn't help but want to see where these crushes would take them

he could hear the girls’ heartbeats intensify around their respective crushes anyways, so he had a pretty good feeling that they felt the same about his batch mates

“don’t know about the rest of you, but i want to see who can win his girl over first” this was met with a smirk from crosshair, a blush from wrecker, and side glances shared between echo and tech

“easy.” crosshair drawled, he knew he had this in the bag

he may be quieter than the others but boy was he was observant, taking note of the way her words had a hard time flowing out of her pretty mouth when he was in close proximity of his girl

wrecker on the other hand didn’t want to make her uncomfortable, in his eyes she was just so sweet. innocent, really. she wouldn’t want the same treatment he knew crosshair had in mind for his girl

the peering eyes of his squad made the large man cave with a sigh, “fine.”

section 2: the slip up

weeks had gone by since the boys established their little competition and you, your friend, and tech were working on some small repairs around the ship

you and your friend had noticed some increased...flirting from your respective guys

crosshair paid more compliments and lingering touches that seemed genuine

and wrecker flirted the best way he knew how; lifting too heavy objects and reaching for items in the tall cargo holds, handing them down with a gentle smile

tech, being the most blunt member of the squad, commented on the whispers you exchanged, dropping a surprising truth on both of your ears:

“well of course they are trying to flatter you. how else do you settle a bet to win each of you over the fastest?” 

tech watched the two women freeze before him, sharing shocked looks before turning their attention to him, realization hit his gut like a crate of durasteel, and he swallowed under your stern gazes

“what do you mean, goggles?” 

“they...like us?”

tech’s cheeks burned red hot, was his brow beginning to sweat? maker, it felt like it 

this was the one time he didn’t feel like explaining himself, instead choosing to coyly excuse himself from the two pairs of watchful eyes

he left you and your friend to stare at each other before both rolling your eyes, “well now we know who spills secrets the easiest” your friend chuckled, shaking her head 

after a few moments of silence you both spoke up, deciding there wasn’t that much harm in playing along with the two members of the batch. you were fond of them, after all

you both continued chuckling about the situation, mostly out of disbelief that the flirting and teasing wasn’t just a hopeful facade your minds made up

once the repairs were completed, you both retired to opposite ends of the ship, minds full of deliberation of how you would handle this new information 

section 3: the gunport 

you were sat in the gunport, musing the situation you found yourself in, hands picking at your fingernails in an effort to curb your nerves 

on one hand you didn’t want to ruin the bond you had with the marksman

what if he was just flirting out of pure boredom? there isn’t much to do in a confined ship like this anyways, he might as well pass the time flirting with a woman in his general vicinity 

but it just had to mean something

no way the whispered compliments - most of them accompanied with a wink, no less - meant absolutely nothing to him 

you decided that you had enough, this was going to eat you alive if you didn't get to the bottom of what was going on in that head of his

with a huff, you stood straight and turned around to exit the space

but you were met with a silver haired man climbing up the ladder

you both froze, both internally freaking out at the basically forced confrontation

oh gods what is he doing up here? did he read my mind??

...shit what do i do i forgot everything i was going to say to her 

you nervously chuckled, figuring that you were going to go talk to him anyways so might as well get this over with

“crosshair... um i need to ask you something”

“no, i need to tell you something cyar’ika. i’m tired of sitting here and watching you walk around all day, not being able to show you how i feel.”

now that left you speechless, mouth slightly hanging open in shock to which he deeply chuckled at, “hope this isn't the first time i leave you speechless.” 

there it was, that smug attitude that made you roll your eyes but also ignited a heat in your lower abdomen

with a smirk, you decided to play it back to him. two can play at this game, lanky

“well it’d be pretty rude to not demonstrate what you had in mind, trooper”

this was the green light crosshair needed, quickly heaving himself up the last few rungs of the ladder, his hands immediately finding your waist and snatching you close, pressing a firm kiss to your lips

your hands flung up to catch the sides of his sharp cheeks, humming at the feel of his scruff under your palms as you coyly push your tongue through his lips, hoping he’ll welcome your tongue into his mouth

he does, and you are exploring each other in the most delicious way, causing soft moans and sighs to leave both of you

while you were entranced by crosshair’s mouth on yours, you didn't realize he was pushing you back onto the chair of the gunport until you were sat down and he was kneeling in between your legs, his nimble fingers clutching your thighs and hips

in a matter of minutes crosshair had managed to get your bottoms completely off, your slick panties hooked on one ankle, and your thighs over his shoulders

for a man who could run his mouth, he sure proved it 

expert fingers entered your weeping cunt while his tongue prodded your bundle of nerves with sharp, quick strokes

he’s beaming at the way you’re trying to support yourself on shaky arms and trapping his head to your cunt with the backs of your calves, the sight of your head thrown back and the whimpers coming out of your mouth making him harder than he had been in a looong time

his fingers and mouth brought to your orgasm quick and hard, nearly screaming his name as your toes curled in bliss 

he took his time in working you through it, making sure he could draw it out. he could get used to this.

when you can finally open your eyes and look him in the eye, you’re kissing him again, enjoying the moan he lets out at the feel of your tongue tasting yourself on him 

you decide it’s his turn, and you’re pushing him into your previous spot, smiling at the way his eyes slightly widen at the way you took charge 

crosshair wants to say some sexy remark, something that he knows will get you to sheepishly smile and look away but he can’t, not with the sight of you sinking down to your knees and slowly pulling down his blacks, keeping eye contact and granting him a playful glint in your eye

you can't help but want to tease him just a bit, running your tongue over the bulge in his blacks

he tries his hardest to not be loud but maker, is he loud when you finally take him into your mouth and down your throat 

you’ve quickly found that he enjoys eye contact while in this vulnerable state, nearly shaking when he sees your eyes brimming with tears trying not to choke on his length 

one hand sneaking down to alternate cupping his balls is what pulls him over the edge, crying out with your name living on his tongue 

you swallow his release, again utilizing eye contact to your benefit and drawing out another prolonged moan from him 

it makes you smile in pride, loving how this hard, unyielding man turned into such a mess while you had your way with him 

crosshair pats his lap and expectantly looks at you, waiting for you to perch up onto his lap, straddling him 

despite being a skinnier guy, crosshair wraps you up in the warmest, most secure-feeling snuggle you have honestly ever experienced 

after sharing such an intimate moment with you, he began whispering sweet nothings into your ear, about how gorgeous he thinks you are, how much he cares for you 

it’s honestly kind of shocking but welcome nonetheless, cross can be kind when he wants to and you are very glad that this was the outcome of your dancing around each other for months 

section 4: the interruption 

you retreated back to your room, honestly just wanting to sleep and get your mind off the day

it was becoming harder and harder to not just pounce on wrecker, but you didn't want to just give it up so quickly 

and to be honest, you had a bad feeling that tech was full of it

you struggled with self esteem issues for as long as you could remember, so it was difficult to believe the 'genious’ of the batch when he said that wrecker had feelings for you 

despite your trepidations, your mind couldn't stop thinking about him, his broad shoulders, toned arms, huge thighs...

your hand slithered down your torso, slipping underneath the waist band of your bottoms and slowly circling your clit as images of wrecker effortlessly lifting anything that crossed his path filled your mind, honestly wishing it was you he was lifting

perhaps lifting you to brush your pussy on his nose, his tongue exploring your womanhood enough to make you shout his name

but apparently that last part was not all in your head

although you didn't shout it, wrecker definitely heard the way you whispered out his name in a moan in the dark room

he really hadn’t meant to barge in, but after a few knocks with no answer  he began to worry

he came by to tell you how he felt with absolutely no expectation of sleeping with you. truthfully, he gave up on trying to get into your pants, he was willing to lose the bet with crosshair, he knew he wasn’t as smooth as his brother anyways 

while he obviously would never be opposed to making love with you, he figured that you deserved to be courted beforehand, and he thought there was no way you’d want to share your body in such an intimate way with somebody like him 

but the sight he was greeted with was enough to prove himself wrong

you, spread out on your bed with your hand moving diligently under your thin lounge shorts and you moaning his name made him subconsciously let out a loud gasp 

that you absolutely heard, eyes snapping open and hand coming to an abrupt halt, ripping out from under your bottoms

“wr-wrecker! what are you doing here?!”

“i- uhhh- i didn’t see anything! erm, i'm sorry, mesh’la”

by now you had your blankets covering you, despite being fully clothed, and were looking at him with mortified eyes

wrecker still stood in the doorway, unsure if he should let this opportunity pass him by

if you had told him to leave he would, he’d do anything you said, but the fact that you made no move to force him into leaving made him linger

“i'm...sorry if im overstepping mesh’la but i just- i can't stop thinking about you. and well,” he gestured to your form, still cradling the blankets to your heaving chest, “i think you think about me too”

of course you couldn't deny it, he had just seen you pleasuring yourself and moaning his name, what the hell kind of excuse could you come up with? none, that's what 

his sheepishness made your heart soar, realizing he probably was just as nervous as you

deciding to cut him some slack, you slowly rose up, blanket falling to the ground as you sauntered over to his frozen frame

whispering, “you're right. do- do you want to stay?” 

you had the poor man at a loss for words, eagerly nodding at your proposition and allowing you to take his hand and lead him to your bed, pushing him down so you could straddle his lap

his large cock bulging through the thin fabric of his blacks and pushing against your already hot cunt made you cry out

pure adrenaline coursed through both of you, hushed moans leaving your mouths as you steadily ground down onto him, his hand tangled in your hair and the other kneading your breast

your lips broke away from his mouth and you smirked at the look on his face, absolutely fucking giddy that this was finally happening, he had been dreaming about this moment since he first saw you

the sounds he made while you sucked on the sensitive skin of his neck encouraged you to slip a small hand down the front of his blacks and pull his thick cock out, heat flooding your body at the hiss he let out when you started slowly jacking him off 

your legs were in the perfect position for him to push your shorts down and over your ass, fingers picking up where you left off and circling your clit, working you open to take one of his massive fingers

the more you squeezed his throbbing shaft, the louder wrecker became 

and not wanting anybody to hear you two fooling around, you glued your mouth to his, tongues mingling in heat

the excitement of the entire situation made it not last very long overall, but you both had intense orgasms regardless

wrecker curled his - now two - fingers inside you just right, and your continued squeezes and strokes of his cock made him finish, his cum coating your palm 

both of you were shaking, muffled groans and gasps filled the room until you were coming down from your simultaneous orgasms

after coming back down to the moment, wrecker chuckled and flopped down on his back, bringing you with him to crash onto his chest

you both giggled like a couple of smitten teenagers who were experiencing their first love, relishing in the butterflies in your stomachs, we just did that

“been waiting a long time to do that, doll” wrecker’s big hands rubbed up and down your curves, closing his eyes and smiling at your laugh, “i know”

his head shot up at that, “you know?” the way his eyebrows furrowed up made your chest tighten with admiration, smiling cheekily down at him, “of course i do. tech told us gals.” you leaned down to place a peck on his chin, “you think you won the bet?”

“dunno. but I feel like i just won the entire galaxy.” 

it honestly didn't make much sense in your post-orgasm daze, but the endearing tone made you smile and kiss him once again

section 5: the hallway 

after your respective encounters with your boys, you ran to your friend, bumping into her in the hallway, the tight space echoing your giggles and shrieks of excitement throughout the entire ship

you both were so flustered and giddy that you were talking over each other, just needing to tell her about what just happened 

“i just sucked-”

“you will not believe-” 

you both stopped and laughed even harder, holding onto each other for support, then your friend took a deep breath and smiled, “you first.”

the sounds emitted from you two not only made your boys smile and their chests swell with pride but also coerced some chuckles from the other members of the batch 

they all knew how long these...events were in the making and how eager cross and wrecker were becoming 

and in all honesty they were glad their brothers had found happiness in two girls like yourselves 

nice, funny, and obviously in love with their brothers

they really could’t have asked for better women to take care of their family 

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[leviathanpretzel]

I already asked someone else, though im not sure if they will do it, but i like to get differing opinions so if it doesnt upset you when someone asks multiple ppl could i ask for a session analysis? i understand if you dont want to tho! it would be for a knight of hope, a rogue of light, a thief of rage, and a sylph of heart! please and thank you for your time!

Alrighty! I don't mind that at all! Let's get to your analysis.

I notice you have neither a time or space player, this will be VERY tough, if not impossible to win, but the players might be able to tip the scales.

First, the god tiers themselves.

Knight of Hope. Your land will probably be something along the lines of the Land of Beacons and Dreams, a yellow landscape filled with pillars of light sprouting from wells of hopes and dreams, recently these pillars have been getting darker, and it's up to you to protect the hope of this land's consorts and PULVARIZE your dream-crushing denizen with your sheer force of WISH!

Your strife specibus is most likely something like Bladekind, Revolverkind, or something else along those lines.

Ah, the Knight of Hope, protector of, you guessed it; hope! this character's session is lacking in hope and it is the Knight's job to protect it and utilize it, using their mastery in the art of pep-talks and their strange ability to make things happen as a tool against the enemy, they might even wind up replacing the space player by willing frogs into existence at the end of the game, so make sure this player survives and gets strong, please, it's only a chance, but please.

Rogue of Light. Your land will probably be the Land of Mirrors and Gold, this glimmering land appears to be made COMPLETELY out of pure, 100% gold, you can see your own footprints im the gold as you walk over it. Recently mirrors have began shattering, causing a lack of light shining in the dark caverns that your consorts live in, putting them at risk of falling or freezing to death! you must redistribute the light throughout your land by using the knowledge you will find scratched into the solid gold ground of your planet to find out who - or what - is behind these mirror-shatterings!

Your strife specibus will likely be something like Cardkind, Tomekind, or something else with similar luck, fortune, or information-based gimmicks.

The Rogue of Light, finder and redistributer of fortune, luck, knowledge, and of course; light! You can darken one place in order to brighten another, draw information out of things or places information cannot normally be found, and of course, you can bring in ALL THE LUCK for your group, ALL OF IT: But it has to go somewhere, maybe into preventing doomed timelines and replace your nonexistent time player?

Thief of Rage. Your land might be the Land of Locks and Tragedy, almost every door is locked, in a town surrounded by a locked gate with two locks, luckily there are lockpicks lying around everywhere, but a lot of the locks are other lock mechanisms too. Strangely, most of the land is ridden with a dark aura, and soon you find out it's because recently the whole planet has been struck with tragedy after tragedy, and it has to do with the fog that has been covering the planet. It comes from the forest that each town tries to avoid by making paths and clearings and locking themselves in, but sadly locks don't stop fog, so you have to.

You probably have some weird specibus, like Tincankind or something.

The Thief of Rage, either the Knight's best friend or their WORST FUCKING KNIGHT-MARE (see what i did there?). you could either help them bring hope by taking the rage away and using it against the enemy in healthy but large portions, or you could take it all not knowing that it actually needs to be used and bottle it up until you let out ALL THE RAGE onto your Knight of Hope, so be careful about your rage-rations.

Sylph of Heart. Your land could be the Land of Hobbies and Flavor, a land filled to the brim with rolling hills oflarge sewing needles and yarn which stops at large casms filled with either a symphony of well prepared treats, or a cacophony of hobby-related tasks, complete and incomplete, and while the treats are nice, all the loot and adventure happens where the tasks are. Towns rest upon some of the hills, and they seem to be complaining about stuff being too flashy... They seem boring, so you've decided to try to bring some fun and passion into their lives, and to heal their sad souls, and they speak about a denizen which "keeps the fun from getting them" ...Sounds like some real sockholm syndrome-esque shit.

You will almost definitely use something passion related, like Pankind, Needlekind, Quillkind, among several other things.

Healer of souls, restorer of passion, party throwing extraordinaire. You are the Sylph of Heart, one who has the ability to heal souls and passion, and heal through souls and passion, you're also extremely effective at pep-talks, and are very good at restoring the life of your friends by practically forcing their souls back into their bodies, and are decent at healing just because you're so passionate about it, you always have a medkit within arm's reach, and might also be able to create souls to puppeteer the corpses of dead carapaceans, creepy.

Overall

This session lacks a time and space player, as i said before, but with enough willpower and hope, there is a slim chance you might succeed.

But i BEG of you to recruit at least a space player, without a space player your chance of winning is less than 10%, maybe worse than that given that your only second chance is combat oriented and not support or utility, so please recruit a space player and hopefully a time player before you enter if it's not too late, although your knight of hope is made to utilize hope when it all seems lost, so you just might be able to do it, but if you can prevent having to go without time and space, do it.

Now for combos, who you should make sure does not go grimdark (hopefully nobody does, but still), and how to deal with who does go grimdark.

The Knight and Sylph are both really good at pep-talks, this is a nice combo for protecting the hope of your team, which is vital in this scenario, having these two not go grimdark is important.

The Thief also combos well with the Knight, but this character has the least game-ending grimdark possibilities, though any grimdark here might ruin your game, but this character can only really go too bad over-embracing their thief or rage roles, so if they go grimdark, hope they go all in for a page of hope inversion, which might even help you win if handled right, as long as they wind up accepting their role as a thief of rage in the end and can get past the setback of going grimdark in the first place.

The Rogue of Light is the only one who doesn't have a particularly good combo, because they work well with everybody, this character poses the smallest threat if they go grimdark, due to the fact that if they only reject their role as a light player, they'll really overshare secrets, which could benefit them strategically, but might hurt friendships, which is bad, another decent outcome is just rejecting their role as a thief, and becoming a knight of light, although you won't get info out of them anymore... other than that if they reject their whole title they might just up and disappear, which would leave you with no information-grabber, which would suck ass.

Basically, don't let people go grimdark, make sure nobody dies, and make sure EVERYBODY goes god tier.

But you can deal with these grimdark players by trying to reason with them, there is practically no other way to deal with grimdark players, the only other option is kill-n-kiss, but we don't want to have to try that, please only have that one as a last resort.

Anyways, I think that's it for this analysis, I hope you liked it! - LP

[merakiaes]

Fookin’ Finally - Arthur Shelby

Pairing: Arthur Shelby x reader

Requested: By @journeyrose

Prompts: None. 

Warnings/notes: This is so bad, I’m sorry xD I really hope it’s readable. 

Wordcount: 2056

Summary: After years of mutual pining, you and Arthur finally gather the courage to show your true feelings for each other. 

Arthur was suffering, sulking away in a corner at his brother’s wedding while everyone else was having the time of their life, mingling, dancing, drinking and having fun.

And what was he doing? Pining after you from afar like he’d done the last ten years of knowing you, throwing back drink after drink in his lonesome and sending everyone who dared approach him off with a rude glare.

He’d been head over heels in love with you ever since you first met, always following you around from that day forward. You had grown to become one of them in no time, getting along with all of his siblings like you’d known each other your whole lives.

You were the only one who dared raise your voice at him, and the only one who got away with it; the only one who could keep his feet on the ground whenever someone winded him up and had him losing control over himself.

The unrequited love had been bearable the first few years, before he went off to fight in the war.

But then he came back. He was a changed man, ten times more aggressive than he had been before he left and more in need of your love and attention than ever as he was plagued every night by the painful memories of his time in the tunnels.

But he couldn’t get that kind of love from you, because you had no idea about the way he felt. Even if you did, he knew his feelings would never be answered, as you were far too pure, good and beautiful for someone like him.

He could have the whores as he pleased, but when it came to free women, he didn’t have as much luck. At least not when it came to the women he was interested in, as most of them had only grown interested in Tommy or John.

He didn’t have Tommy’s piercing blue eyes and sharp cheekbones, nor did he have John’s charming smile and boyish looks. He wasn’t an ugly bloke, but he wasn’t a looker either. At least not according to himself.

So he took what he could get, satisfying his needs temporarily in the brothel during the evenings, trying his hardest to push you out of his head. But after the war it was practically impossible, as he hadn’t realized how much he needed your touch until he truly couldn’t have it.

Unbeknownst to him, however, you had the exact same thoughts and doubts.

To you, he was the most handsome and charming man to ever exist, his kind heart weighing more than his temper.

You heard about the way he would sleep with prostitutes, but to you, their profession didn’t matter. They were all just women in your eyes, most of them, quite frankly, being very beautiful.

Why would he want you when he could have them? No matter if he paid them or not, he could have better than your basic, dull self.

While Tommy had been very thorough with his brothers about how to act during this very special day, you had been let off without as much of a word, the man only asking you to keep an eye on Finn and his friends to make sure they didn’t suck the petrol out of anyone’s cars.

He didn’t need to tell you to behave like he needed them, as you got along with literally everybody. No matter where you went or who you were with, everyone liked you.

That was only one more thing to add to the other hundreds that Arthur admired about  you. You were a people person. You could talk yourself into and out of almost any situation, with whoever.

But while he usually found that quality admirable, with the way you had been there for him and his whole family all the way from the beginning, he found himself fuming at it tonight.

You had been constantly chatting with other men, save a few occasions where you’d had to run after and scold Finn and Isaiah for doing something they weren’t supposed to, most of which came form Grace’s side of the family, which only made him more frustrated.

He didn’t know whether it was the alcohol currently pulsating through his veins or if he’d finally built up the actual courage to confront you about his feelings about you that made him bold enough to do it, but he soon found himself marching over the dance floor in your direction.

The last drop had been when the man you were currently speaking to had inched his hand down from your back to the start of your behind, and he had decided he just couldn’t stand by and watch it any longer.

The entire evening had been filled with fun on your part, the champagne in your system only adding to it. You were having a good time, getting along with everyone as expected and just loving everything and everyone about this evening.

But then this man had come up to you. Of course, he liked you right away, just like everyone else did, but this one, as opposed to everyone else you had conversed with throughout the night, was way too handsy for his own good.

It left you uncomfortable to say the least, but while you could certainly protect yourself, the alcohol in your blood made you too nice to tell him to back off.

As if your prayers for help had been answered, Arthur’s face entered your field of view just then, and you had never been as thankful to see him as you were then, the Shelby man sliding up to your side.

The man in front of you, whom you quite frankly didn’t remember the name of, instantly stopped himself mid-sentence as Arthur invited himself into the conversation, the hand he had been slowly inching lower and lower stilling.

The smile that had previously been forced on your lips turned into a sincere one once your eyes locked with his, which the man beside you clearly noticed, as he was quick to remove his hand from your ass.

At least he had enough common sense to know not to mess with the Peake Blinders.

You though, at least, but were quickly proven wrong.

“Can we help you?” The man asked Arthur suddenly, voice venomous and eyes narrowing into slits as he took in the look of him, clearly feeling superior thanks to the fact that he was much taller than him.

But Arthur, of course, wasn’t intimidated in the slightest. Because let’s face it, the only one who could ever intimidate him was you, as you were the only one with any kind of power over him.

He simply glared back, hand sneaking around your waist and tugging you to his body. The sudden and unexpected action sure caused your eyes to widen, a small sound of surprise leaving your lips, but nonetheless your hands instinctively found their way to rest on his chest.

“Ye, it would be to a great help if you’d bugger off so that I wouldn’t have to get my hands dirty.” He snapped back, not showing any fear.

The man’s face hardened. It was clear that he was trying to act tough to get what he wanted, which was you, but it was even clearer that he knew who Arthur was as he glanced behind them briefly, to which you followed his gaze and found John and a few other Blinders starting to move in your direction, ready to jump in if needed.

He opened his mouth to speak, but clearly though better of it, just storming away while muttering to himself.

Looking over Arthur’s shoulder, you noticed John return to Esme’s side, the other Blinders who had been paying attention to you going back to their previous conversations, as well.

You turned back to look at Arthur, finding that he was already looking down at you, not blinking once. You smiled faintly. “Thank you for that. I was getting rather uncomfortable.”

“S’ alright, love. Don’t want no scum feeling you up.” He answered simply in a gruffy tone. He looked to the dance floor, seemingly deep in thought, before turning back to look at you. “Would you… Care for a dance?”

The uncertainty in his voice instantly caused your smile to widen, a faint blush rising to your cheeks at his request, but your usual playful attitude never faltering. “I thought you’d never ask.”

He said nothing else as he led you onto the dance floor where other guests were swaying along to the music, turning you around wordlessly and taking your hand in his, his other hand falling to your waist and yours coming to rest on his shoulder as you began to move.

His face was completely free of emotions as you danced, but his eyes never once left your face, leaving you nervous under his heavy gaze.

But despite growing self-conscious, you never stopped smiling at the feeling of his hand in yours, tilting your head slightly. “Why are you looking at me like that?”

Your voice was small and soft, and hadn’t it been for the alcohol he’d consumed throughout the night, Arthur was sure he’d be left either speechless or stuttering at the innocent yet playful look on your face.

But thank God for whiskey.

“Can’t a man just admire the art in front of ‘im?”

You had expected a lot of possible answers, but that was not one of them.

Arthur was always bold, but not around you. Not like that. Never like that.

His answer caused your face to turn several shades darker, and you quickly had to advert your gaze to the floor in order to keep your dignity, not wanting to make a complete fool out of yourself.

Arthur, however, took this as a sign of rejection, his face instantly falling, regret washing over him as he scolded himself in his head. “Shit.” He cursed under his breath, wanting nothing more than to just slap himself upside the head. “Don’t know why I said that. M’sorry.”

You instantly raised your head, fearing that you’d offended him.

“Oh, no. There’s nothing to apologize for. If you meant it, that is.” You paused, the blush slowly dying down and being replaced with curiosity. You tilted your head, offering him a questionable look. “Did you?”

He looked at you for a moment, debating whether he should lie or just tell you the truth. But he knew already that he’d put himself to far in the shit to back out now.

He nodded simply, his heart beating inside his chest, just as violently as yours was. “Aye. I did. You’re fookin’ divine.”

The blush quickly returned to your cheeks, this time spreading all the way down your neck and to your ears. But despite being flustered beyond belief, his words send a sudden jolt of confidence through your body, having you grinning back at him teasingly.

“Well, you’re not too shabby, yourself, Arthur Shelby.”

And with that, you leaned up and pressed your lips to his in a lingering kiss, feeling how he tensed for a moment before relaxing against you and kissing you back, both of his hands now holding either side of your waist, tugging you closer.

You weren’t usually one for public displays of affection, but in that moment, you couldn’t give less shits about the entire room being able to see you, or about the way you were getting in the way of the other dancing couples as you now stood completely still.

Year after year you’d painfully pined after each other without as much of a thought of telling the other about your feelings. It made both of you frustrated, because had you known this would happen, both of you would have confessed long ago.

Arthur hummed slightly against your lips, causing you to smile into the kiss, the two of you only breaking apart when a drunk John yelled out from across the room.

“Fookin’ finally!”

All you could do was laugh and hide your face in Arthur’s chest, too embarrassed to look up and meet the eyes of the Shelbys.

But you couldn’t argue with the second youngest Shelby despite not agreeing with his way of showing it, because ‘fookin’ finally’, indeed.

[permanent-goblin]

Live Reading Part 2 for The Dream Thieves

So i set the book down for quite a long while and for some reason didn’t go back to it, maybe depression and the entire year that has been 2020. But i am back to reading it. Reminder there will be spoilers!!!!!!!!!

Fair warning the post itself will probably be long.

- So its good to know that Ronan can pull literal demons from his dreams

- also i am seeing more now Ronan’s attraction towards Adam even if he doesn’t quite yet.

- also also, Gansey and blue are crushing so hard on each other jesus christ.

- like these two are so in love my god, the sexual tension is so high.

- Maura....are you...what are you.

-Wonderful to know more about the Grey Man

- MAURA DON’T BE ATTRACTED TO THE ENEMY, oh wait you stole his phone so its okay- WAIT YOU BLUSHED, DON’T MAKE ME WORRIED ABOUT YOU MAURA.

-also poor ronan, his mom is literally a dream, like jesus, his father couldn’t even marry a woman from reality. Granted then we wouldn’t have Ronan but still.

- ooooooohhhhhhhhhh Ronan is the Greywarren........lovely

- omg Gansey your crushing so hard my god.

 - YAY BLUE CONFESSED TO HERSELF THAT SHE HAS A CRUSH ON GANSEY

-WAIT, OMG

 - NOAH YOU JUST OFFERED FOR HER KISS YOU

- AND BLUE ACCEPTED, I WASN’T PREPARED FOR THIS, I WAS PREPARED FOR THE GANSEY X BLUE SHIP NOT NOAH X BLUE HOLY SHIT I AM NOT READY FCVGBHNJMKDCFVGBHNJ

- omg they both suck at kissing XD im fucking dead right now

- aww their laughing how cute-

- “sometimes its better with tongue” NOAH NO, YOUR SUPPOSED TO BE THE PURE SOUL, LORD IF I WASN’T READY FOR A FUCKING PECK I WAS NOT READY FOR A POSSIBLY MAKE OUT SESSION, LORD SAVE MY SOUL FROM DYING!

- aww they are mutually platonic towards each other that’s so adorable

-that bloody kiss wrecked me man

 - “I’d ask you out, if i was alive” DON’T WRECK ME LIKE THIS NOAH, DON’T MAKE ME SHIP YOU TWO, OH FUCKING HELL I SHIP IT AND I CAN UNSEE THE PURENESS OF THE RELATIONSHIP, IT WOULD BE SO BEAUTIFUL, NOW I WANNA CRY CAUSE ITS NEVER GONNA HAPPEN, GOD DAMMIT NOAH YOU ADORABLE BEAN, WHY YOU DO THIS TO ME!

- “I’d say okay” *crying in a corner because of these two*

- AND THEN HE JUST VANISHES, NOAH NO, I HATE WHEN YOU VANISH.

- *has to put the book down for a minute to process what just happen*

- *sighs after cried over the loss of a beautiful relationship* alright ronan, tf are you gonna do.

- okay like i don’t blame him for returning to the barns but also like, aren’t you two like forfeiting three million each, that’s 6 million dollars sweeties, do you know how set for life  id be with 6 million dollars.

- NO THE OTHER DEMON IS IN THE HOUSE, PROTECT MATTHEW AT ALL COST I LOVE YOU RONAN BUT MATTHEW W IS A BEAN THAT DESERVES TO LIVE.

- oh no the Grey Man has the box

- you know what for now, i dont hate kavinsky, he just saved ronan’s ass so you know what, good on him.

- chapter 36: listen, they are both right. But seeing as i can see where Adam has come from i cant just say he is doing it the right or correct way, because in some ways he is not, in some ways he is. i think its wonderful that he tried to do things his way and doesn’t like pity from anyone, but also Adam God damn parish you are not a one man army, you do not need to do things yourself, you need to rely on your friends for fucks sake. if Gansey pities anything about you it is the way you were raised and YES THAT DESERVES PITY. YOU WERE FUCKING ABUSED ALMOST DAILY. boy you are broken, you NEED help, you need to rely on others and I WISH YOU COULD SEE THAT. you are being so stubbornly stupid about your own situation that i am getting mad everytime it comes up. Gansey isn’t trying to be the rich posh guy he was raised to be, he isn’t trying to be Dick Gansey, he is being your friend Gansey, there is a difference and you need to see that, NOT EVERYONE born with a silver spoon in their mouth is narrow minded and looks down on people that don’t have money, all Gansey has ever done is try to help you, not pity or mock you. For fucks sake, get the stick out of your ass. The worst part is is that i dont like being angry at you BECAUSE I KNOW THIS IS CAUSED BY YOUR ABUSE AND ENVIRONMENT. But....ohhh your just frustrating me by not friken listening. i know some of you will not agree and think im wrong, hell most of you might but as someone who comes from abuse and is currently doing therapy, this just isnt the way to do it in my eyes. but hey its his fown life, he makes his own decisions, fine let him to him, even if it ends in a train wreck.

-*mouth gaped after kavinsky’s reveal, looking to in invisible cameras like what the hell*

- “falling in love with maura...” WAIT WHAT YOU GENERALLY HAVE FEELINGS FOR HER.

- oh boy, i think he is going to target kavinsky, just when i started liking the boy, what a game of thrones move.

- Adamis gone, kavinsky is doing soemthign bad to ronan prob, gansey is about to bust a blood vessel, lord allmighty

- *he entirety of what happened in adam’s vanishing making me both mad and also sympathic and also like my point just got proven and so did gansey’s* *sighs* oh adam, i wish there was a way i could help you.

- like im glad kavinsy is helping ronan hone his skill, but like i dont approve of the method, feels just wrong, like the forest itself disapproves and that there will be backlash.

[minimin1993]

S/M 29

Warning: This is pure SMUT!!! 18+ Can't help myself XD

They got into the cab Min pulls Sebastian into a heated kiss which he eagerly returned.

“Dam that was so hot, I am dripping.” Min whispered into Sebastian ear before giving small kisses down his neck causing him to groan softly.

“When we get back to the hotel room, can you please punish me? I need it really bad.” Min said quietly seeing his eyes blown with lust before nodding with a smirk on his face.

When they got to the hotel Sebastian paid the cab generously before pulling Min into the elevator, once the door closed Sebastian pushed her onto the wall and start attacking her neck with kisses making her moan quietly. 

“Fuck me. You been driving me crazy all night babygirl.” Sebastian said inhaling her perfume making him moan in ecstasy. The elevator stopped on his floor and he pulled her out to his hotel room door. As he tries to reach for his keycard, Min hugs him from behind wrapping her hand around his waist trying to remove his belt. 

“I want you to use this on me.” She said into his ear making him groan louder. When they stepped into the room he pushed her roughly inside making her giggle as he pulls his belt off. 

“You want me to use this baby girl? Its going to hurt.” He said with a smirk on his face as he gets right in front of her staring in her eyes.

“Yes sir, I want it to hurt please.” She said lustfully while licking her lips snapping Sebastian control as he pulls her into a bruising kiss. 

“Lay face down on the kitchen table babygirl.” He said as she walks over to the table laying down. She moans as she feels Sebastian walk up behind her trailing his hands up her legs lifting the hem of her skirt over her ass. “Baby girl you are so naughty tonight, no undies?” He said giving her ass a quick slap making her moan. 

“No sir.” 

“So why am I punishing you babygirl?” He said placing his hard bulge in between her asscheeks.

“I want you to mark me as yours sir.” She said turning her head to look at him only now realizing he was no longer wearing his shirt making her lick her lips in appreciation seeing his gorgeous body he has been working hard for. 

“Are you sure your mines babygirl? Because tonight I saw how you’ve been dancing with Liz and Scar.” He asked as he lightly drag the leather belt along her ass cheek. 

“I did that because I knew you would be watching me.” She said with a smirk on her face. 

“Oh so you were counting on getting punished tonight then?” 

“Yes sir, more than you ever know.” She said feeling the satisfying slap of the belt to her skin making her moan loudly. 

“You are naughty baby girl and naughty girls need to be punished.” He said smacking her ass one more time.

“Fuck yes, thats 2 sir. Give it to me please. I need this so badly.” Min begged as she gets wetter making Sebastian groan smacking her again and again and again. 

“Five. I need you so bad Sebastian.” Min begged again. She hears Sebastian unbutton his jeans and shoves it down before thrusting his cock deep into her waiting cunt making both of them moan in pleasure. 

“God dam, your pussy is like heaven.” He said not moving inside her just feeling her tightness engulf him. 

“Please give it to me hard.” She said as she clenches around him. He starts to move making both of them moan louder the faster he goes. She grips the table so hard and starts to bounce back onto him so hard making him groan louder gripping her neck pulling her to his chest.

“You belong to me. Do you understand? No one can give you want I can.” He said squeezing her throat a little harder feeling her clench harder on his cock as he pounds into her harder. 

“I’m Yours Sebastian. Always.” She said lifting her hand up and holding onto the back of his neck arching her back further for him to go deeper inside her making him moan louder. 

“Fuck babygirl, I forget how flexable you are.” He said not slowing his thrusts.

“I am going to cum sir. Please let me cum.” 

“Cum princess, be a good girl and milk my cock babygirl.”  He said turning her face sideways capturing her into a heated kiss until he feels her cunt fluttering around his cock.

“Shit.” He said before he pushes her over the table once again gripping her hips and pounding her cunt with so much force the table starts to creak under his strength hearing Min moan louder. 

“Im cumming, fuck Sebastian.” She said as she cums hard all over his cock as he also spills into her. They both stayed like that for a while before he pulls out of her seeing his cum dripping down her legs making Min giggle.

“You came so much.” She said feeling the cum drip out only to bring her finger down to wipe a bit before taking it into her mouth and moan at the taste making Sebastian moan behind her. 

“Shit babygirl. You are going to make me hard again.” He said slapping her ass playfully making her giggle more. 

“You make it sound like its a bad thing.” She said turning around getting down on her knees before taking his semi hard cock into her mouth and moan around it tasting their cum mixed together. She starts to suck his cock feeling it getting harder in her mouth, when she looks up at him seeing him so wrecked with his eyes closed moaning. 

“Let me ride you sir. Let me take care of you.” She said standing up still stroking him with her hand. As she pushes him slowly backward until he sits down on the couch. He sits there just staring up at Min lustfully as she turns around and slowly unzipped her skirt pushing it down, and takes the string of the bow of her top and pulls it as it slowly falls down her body. When she turns around she sees Sebastian slowly stroking himself with his bottom lip in between his teeth staring at her. She climbs over straddling his thigh before wrapping both her hands on either side of his face bringing it to her and kisses him passionately while slowly grinding her bare dripping cunt over his hard cock. 

“Princess, I need you.” He whispered into her lips almost painfully, she reaches down and grabs a hold of his cock stroking it along her slit a few time hearing him moan before sliding down it slowly making him moan louder. She didn’t wait for him as she starts to move up and down his cock slowly enjoying the feel of him inside her, Sebastian takes one of her breast into his mouth and sucking on it making her moan and clench around him. 

“You’re making me feel so good sir.” She said arching her back moaning feeling his hands holding her waist guiding her up and down his cock.

“What are you doing to me?” Sebastian said nuzzling his face into her neck pounding up into her cunt. “I am going to cum babygirl, cum on my cock please.” He said sounding more wrecked as he pounds up harder into her making her moan louder. 

“Im cumming Sebastian.” She said feeling the coil inside her snap so hard she came all over his cock making him moan as he thrusts into her a few more times before spilling himself into her for the second time.  

They both just sat there with him still inside her breathing hard resting there forehead on each other. 

“Dam princess, you are going to be the death of me.” He said playfully as he slips out of her making her whimper at the emptiness. 

“You greedy little girl, we went 2 times and you still want more.” He said kissing her sweaty forehead making her giggle. 

“I’m sorry, you just make me feel so good. I haven’t felt this good like… ever.” She said giving him a kiss on the cheek. 

“Really? Not even Jennie? You’re not just brushing my ego right?”

“Guywise, none of them were ever to give me what you did. You know Jennie will always have a special place in my heart.” She said making him smile. 

“Come on, let's go wash up and head to bed. It's getting late and we still have an early flight tomorrow.” He said holding her while standing up with her wrapped around his waist bringing them to the bathroom. 

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This Crazy Life (Part 5)

This story is PURE fiction. I mean absolutely NO harm to Jared or his family. Especially Gen. (Also, no Gen hate or I’m blocking your ass cause it’s not tolerated here.)

Description: Your life changed the moment Jared Padalecki walked through the doors of your shit job, in your shit town. You helped him as much as you could, becoming extremely close. (Characters, Warnings, etc. will change per part.)

Characters: Jared Padalecki, Reader, Atlas Waitress

Word Count: 1310

Warnings: Fluffy, some mentions of anxiety. 

A/N: Sorry it’s been awhile. This last semester of college and working at the same time is DRAINING me. I hope to start releasing regularly again soon. 

Taglist

Masterlist / Jared Padalecki Masterlist / Part 4

You and Jared talked over your pizza for hours, eventually picking at cold globs of cheese on paper plates.

You chuckled as the waitress walked by giving you both the stink-eye, “I think she wants her table back, Jare.”

He smiled and nodded his head, “Yeah. I’ll leave a pretty big tip though to make up for it.”

You dug in your purse, “I can contribute.”

He waved his hand towards you, “No. You drove here, you’re helping me. I’m paying.”

You put your hands up dramatically, “Okay, Mr. Padalecki.”

You got up as he threw a 100 dollar bill on the table and softly smiled towards him. He was going through, arguably, the worst thing in his life and he was being kinder to strangers than you’ve ever seen someone be before in your life. He blew your mind. Literally.

As you walked out of the restaurant, Jared caught the waitress. “Money is on the table upstairs. Keep the change.”

She nodded and smiled as she walked up the stairs, probably figuring he gave her a couple extra bucks for a tip. Not seventy. You both snickered as you heard a muffled squeal filter through the restaurant.

Brisk Spring air hit you both as you exited ‘Atlas’. You instinctively wrapped your arms around your torso, trying to keep heat from escaping your body. Turning towards Jared you asked, “What do you want to do now? Go back to the hotel?”

He sighed and put his hands in his pockets as he looked down Market Street. “I kind of want to explore down here. This looks like a really cool street.”

You shrugged, “Okay. Which way do you want to go then?”

Jared pointed and you followed. You walked around Market Street, continuing conversations about yourself and answering any questions that Jared had. Every once and awhile you’d ask him a personal question. You both were getting to know each other pretty well, even in the short 24 hours that you had been together. It was nice. You had only dreamed of meeting Jared at a convention one day. But walking down an everyday street of your life with your favorite star by your side? This was something you couldn’t even fathom.

“Y/N?”

You looked up towards the gentle giant with a smile, “Yeah?”

“You kind of disappeared there for a second. You okay?” Worry was etched across his face. Was he really worried about you? Did he think he was boring you?

Chuckling you responded, “Yeah. I was just thinking about how crazy this is.”

“How crazy what is?”

You tucked hair behind your ear, “This. Meeting you. Eating with you. Walking around with you.” You exhaled deeply, “This was something that I never imagined in my life would have happened. I always thought I would just meet you for a couple seconds at a convention and that would be it.”

He nodded with a wide smile, “I guess this is kind of crazy, isn’t it?”

You softly scoffed while you dug in your purse for your keys, “Yeah. Don’t get me wrong though, even though the circumstances completely suck, I’m happy to have met you and help you out.” As you approached your car, Jared opened your door for you. You smiled as you slid into the driver’s seat, “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome.” He paused with your door open, “I’m glad to have met you too, even though the circumstances.” He gave you a small smile before he shut your door and walked around to the passenger side. As he settled into the passenger seat and fished his phone out of his jeans pocket, he blew out a long breath. “I’m nervous,” he said as you started the ignition.

You smiled and laid a hand on his knee trying to provide some comfort, “I know. But this will be good. I’m sure people are starting to wonder where you are at this point, and Jensen will be the best person to let know where you are right now.” You took your hand off his knee and shifted the car into reverse, pulling out of the parking spot to go back to the hotel.

Jared nodded as he unlocked his phone, “You’re right. I should at least let someone know where I am.” He sighed one last time before he hit Jensen’s contact in his phone and began the call.

You swear the phone didn’t even ring once before you heard a muffled, “Jared. Thank god.”

Jared chuckled, “Hey Jensen.”

You focused on the road as you merged onto the highway, trying not to eavesdrop on the conversation between Jared and his best friend, but it was hard not to.

“I’m okay man, I ju-just needed to get away.” Jared cleared his throat, “I’ll be back before filming starts.”

You couldn’t hear much of Jensen on the other end of the line. Jared rolled his eyes a couple times, causing you to smile and giggle softly. They were literally brothers.

Jared turned towards you, “Where is the closest airport?”

You bit at your lip, “Uh, that depends. Do you want a 45 minute drive from the hotel and a more expensive ticket or a two hour drive and a cheaper ticket?”

“Did you hear that, Jense?” Jared nodded as Jensen spoke to him, “Where is the airport that’s 45 minutes from the hotel?”

“Elmira.”

“Elmira,” Jared repeated into the phone. He nodded once again, “Okay man. Let me know then. Thanks, bye.”

You focused on the highway with a raised brow, “What was that about?”

Jared huffed, “Jensen is flying out here as soon as he can. He’s such a worry wart.”

You chuckled, “Well, it’s understandable. You dropped off the face of the map. You can say you’re okay but he won’t know until he sees you.”

He rubbed at his face, “Yeah, I guess you’re right.”

“So, he’ll let you know when he has a ticket?”

“Yeah.” As if right on cue, Jared’s phone went off. He scoffed as he looked at the message he received, “I guess he’s getting on a flight tomorrow morning and will be here tomorrow afternoon.”  

You nodded. Keeping quiet as you got off the highway and drove towards to hotel.

If you thought your anxiety was bad before, it ramped up with the idea of Jensen coming into town. How would Jensen react to the fact that you were helping Jared? Would he be upset? Would he be grateful? How would he react towards you in general? Would he think of you as a fan who were trying to get something out of Jared, or even himself?

“You okay, Y/N?” Jared asked as you pulled into the hotel’s parking lot.

You put the car into park and looked towards him. His eyes danced across your face with worry, making you feel at ease and slightly stupid at the same time. You gave him your number to help him, and here he was, worried about you.

You smirked, “I’m okay. Just… nervous.”

His head quirked to the side, “Why are you nervous?”

You sighed, “I just don’t know how Jensen will act towards me, or this.” You looked out the windshield, “I just don’t want him to think I’m trying to get something out of either of you.”

“He won’t think that.”

“How do you know?” You asked as you focused back towards him.

He smiled, “Because if you wanted something out of this, you would have blackmailed me for it already.”

Your eyes went wide with shock, “Wait, people have done that before?”

He chuckled at your reaction, “Yeah, they have. More when we were younger though and didn’t know any better.” Jared patted your hand on your thigh, “Everything will be fine Y/N. I promise.”

You swallowed thickly and giggled, “I hope so Jare. I hope so.”

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