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marialikeswritting-take-two · 1 year ago

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Howell wizard x fem! Reader

'Nice to meet you'

Fluff/comedic fic

((Note that I'm the original author I'm just reposting my old oneshots on my new blog and will make part 2 for this oneshot ))

Grammatical corrections done plus rewrite at some points

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Before the two of you had met Cass was the person you've made friends first, you weren't in the boxing club like her,but you had to be since toast was your friend or she just said it often enough you just don't mind at that point

If you where being realistic toast was a blast to be around at times. Ofcourse all the time would get you confused with her, ranting? still though you found toast to be another bestie when need of a more exciting route

But with Cass you two actually hung out together alot more calming but stil fun especially after boxing which ment the two of you found more grounds on the blossoming friendship

She actually taught you a few defens skills and you....

Well you just had so many hobies to share you,and what I mean is you where all over the place

You would model for her in your new knitted cardigans and awesome tailord dresses you made on you're very old sewing machine( it looked to be from the 1960's and still kicking to this day)next you both are having a karaoke battle your decent to say the least

It was a bright afternoon when all of a sudden banging on the front door

"Hey (y/n) come with me!" said Cass in front of the pastel purple door of her bestfriends house

Some rummaging was heard from the inside but soon enough the door was slowly ipend and revealed (y/n) with her hair a total mess

"Ughhh Cass you woke me upppp" Cass gave her a look "you think I care. Come on let's get you dressed" the greenette drag her friend back to her room up the stairs and straight to the closet and ipend it, she turned to (y/n) and roled her eyes "pick an outfit you crazed fashionista" (y/n) huffed

"fine but don't complain to me if i take a minute" Cass nodded her head and leand on the wall one foot on it and from the inside of the closet she heard "don't put your musty shield on my beautiful wall!!" Cass immediately put it down with a bean of sweat on her face

After a good while the two went to the kitchen grabbed an apple for (y/n) and cass got a drink from her fridge then out of the house

"So where are we going Cass" (y/n) looked to her friend as she smoothed her hair "we are going to the cat cafe one of my brothers made you haven't been ther and I just realised that haha" you looked at her shocked "I didn't know you had brothers let alone a cafe?!" Cass looks at her confused "What yes I have multiple times I've told you how annoying they can be dummy!!"

Cass flick her friends forehead,(y/n) winced in the pain " I have a bad memory Cass you know thissssss" the (h/c nette) wines "yeah okay Whatever Sparkles,now come on your gonna love the cute cats we have" Cass persuaded and it seemed to work since her friend and smiled Then out of nowhere

"*sniff* ooo is that vanilla" she question (y/n) on the perfume she laughed a little and then responded "yup spot on once again bestie" Cass celebrated a little as she walked along side her friend "so how many brothers you go Cass" she looked at her friend "I got six and they are a handful but I deal with it I guess plus i can kick their asses anytime" Cass smirked

After walking along the sidewalk for a few minutes the two arrived at the cat cafe "Here we are" Cass extended one arm dramatically making (y/n) rolled her eyes with a smile

"okay now let's get inside dummy" Cass grabbed (y/n) and drag her to the door and got the two inside

Cass inhale "EVERYONE I BROUGHT MY FRIEND GET YOUR BUTT'S OUT HERE!" sounds of plates crashing and shuffling where heard from the kitchen making (y/n) a little concerned

Around the corner a girl came up to them "Hi I'm bee nice to meet ya" a girl with brown hair and a happy smile greeted "oh hello bee I'm (y/n)" she introduced herself to Bee smiled and offer something from the tray she was holding.

"here try this their supper good" "oh uhh-" then out of nowhere someone bust burst through the door from the kitchen and started yelling at bee "bee you better not be eating the food of some customer..again"

Bee seem to panicked "no no I would never I was just uhhhh...oh yeah greeting Cass's friend (y/n)!! look isn't she just gorgeous right!?!" She used the (h/c) girl as a distraction as she fled to the other side of the restaurant

The guy in question turned to face the girl that bee had just referred "good cause i don't want to FIRE you bee-" He was stunned looking at the girl right before him she was absolutely gorgeous the outfit she wore a light pastel green and pink cardigan a pastel yellow skirt whith little hearts

Her face seemed to be confused he probably looked stupid but he couldn't help the next thing to come out of his mouth

"Cute." Did he just said that oh no he did

He slap his mouth shut and went running to the kitchen leaving a confused and pink-dusted cheeks (y/n) she hold her hands and smiled gently flattered "thanks" she mumbled under her breath

"what was that" Cass turned to her friend who quickly dismissed her question "you know what whatever let me introduce you to the guys so you obviously just met Howell who has for some reason called you cute as a first Impression, then there's Wesley say hi" he waved at you "good, now then there's Crispin obsessed whit clown stuff" Crispin looked offended then huffed and turned around to do something "then there's Deckard"...

Time went on and she kept on introducing her brothers but there was only one thing on (y/n)'s mind that guy Howell he seemed like the type of guy she would like to be around even by the short interaction she had to admit he looked supper adorable and kinda hot in her opinion she just must befriend him at once! Was all she thought

"Here try this" Cass offered (y/n) another plate of food made by the lovely Deckard "oh thanks" she dived into the food as it was placed before her

Cass went into the kitchen her happy expression faded as she looked at her brother Howell "are you really gonna stay in here the whole time she is out there or are you gonna be a manchild and mope around because you dont know how to start a conversation whith my friend" he blushed at his own embarrassment from earlier "no way I cant I lost my touch I'm not extravagant as I usually am I cannot face her" he retorts "come on you cant stay in here forever dummy" she looked at him with a waist eyebrow making him sigh "whatever you do you but ima murder you when we go home" he shivered at the tought

He had two options it seemd one get over it and talk to the pretty pastel girl that is beyond the kitchen doors and possibly face more embarrassment on his end

Or two get his ass whipped by his sister who would not hold back even if he'd beg and bribe her with anything he owned

Better go with the first option he couldn't risk bribing Cass with his beautiful workout equipment it looked better on him anyways

Time then seem to fly by as the two talked and she got a few more things to eat,the food was just to good then (y/n)'s phone buzz and she picked it up and saw that she had to go "awe man I got to go" she spoke in a sad tone,Howell looked at her with his own sad smile "oh well do you want the check now?"

She looked at him and smiled and smiled a few hundred Bill's "this will about cover it" she got up and started to walk away "hey wait this it too much and you need your change!" She then wrote some numbers on a piece of napkin (y/n) looked back at the green hair boy and smirked "it's fine pretty boy you can pay me back with a date and her you go" he nearly choked on his own saliva and looked at the paper she gave him confused "wait what!" She was out the door by then and he went after her

"I said what I said see ya!!" He stood there stunned and red tinted cheeks he hadn't noticed his siblings right the with him until cass put a hand on his shoulder the aura became tense "your gonna take her on that date right" it sounded more of a command than a question,he gulped

"why ofcourse what kind of a man would I be to ditched such a fine woman such as her" he defended himself still blushing cuasing the other's to notice "ooo Howells got it bad!!!"

"20 buck they get together" "Ha! 30 if they get married by the end if the month" cass turned around "Hey that my bestfriend your talking about!" She stared to chase them around while they all scream in laughter

Howell was left outside to think about (y/n) she ayre was something truly different he then took out the napkin she gave him and once again was shocked "she-she gave me her NUMBER AAAAHH OH MY GOSH!!!" Bee then came from beside him "wow you scored today nice" she finger gun him and he got annoyed "go back to work bee" she quickly oblige and left immediately leaving Howell alone to stare happily at the napkin

While (y/n) was waking around the sidewalk smiling to herself about the cute pretty boy she had just met "hope he actually texts me" she contemplated looking up a the sky with a small smile "I sure hope he will"

Something was going to happend that would change the path of these two people and it was going to be a beautiful story

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You can find me on wattpad or quotev at marialikeswritting I have my original works already post there I will post this one on my oneshot book eventually anyway check that out If you want

#howell wizard x reader #bee and puppycat x reader #fanfiction #x reader #character x reader

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cabbage-shack · 1 year ago

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Ranpoe Wedding Idea

So I had this concept for Ranpoe’s wedding.

I feel like they would go off on a normal case and one day they come back with matching rings. No one really notices except for Yosano. When the three of them are alone, she asks about the new jewelry and they tell her that they’re engaged. Poe would be generally happy/shy/giddy about it while Ranpo would be like “It was bound to happen, it’s no big deal” but also he’s really happy and proud.

Yosano asks about what kind of wedding they were planning on. And they realize, they really never thought about the actual wedding bit. Without hesitation, Yosano brings out a big’ol book that has “Celebrations” on it. On the off chance anyone in the agency were to get married or have a life changing event in need of celebration, she and Kunikida set up a variety of potential plans for the occasion. From weddings to funerals, this book has it all.

Ranpo is A-ok with this as he doesn’t really want to go through the hassle of sitting down to plan a wedding. Poe is initially a bit overwhelmed by the concept, but is flattered by the thought being put into it. Still, he’s a bit hesitant saying that it could be alot and for Yauno to not worry about it too much. She insists it’s fine and the plans begin.

Kunikida is in charge of the various bookings as well as the event schedule, Atsushi and Tanizaki are in charge of the guest list, Kenji and Kyouka are in charge of flower arrangements and decorations, Dasai and Yosano are in charge of food, and Ranpo and Poe can make any alterations as they see fit.

Each agent had a little adventure with their tasks (Atsushi and Tanizaki getting into trouble trying to see if any of the guild members could come, Dasai not only thinking of poisoning the food but messing with Kunikida’s scheduling, as always, Kenji and Kyouka trying not to pick flowers that symbolize bad luck, lost love, death, or any bad omens in flower language, etc.), but ultimately had a lot of fun in the process.

Poe, a bit overwhelmed by it all, asked if he could be in charge of the outfits, specifically the ones he and Ranpoe would wear. Yosano had no objections and a little life seemed to return to Poe.

As everyone is running around trying to get this wedding together, coming up and asking Ranpo and Poe for inputs for themes, cakes, music, etc., It's becoming more and more noticeable to Ranpo that Poe is becoming uncomfortable, overwhelmed, and withdrawn. But Poe insists he’s alright and that he’s glad everyone’s having fun.

Their wedding is to take place in the evening, a sunset wedding. The day of, Poe still seems off but is happy to give Ranpo his outfit. It’s so last minute because Poe kept making something, redoing it, redesigning something, adjusting something else, just wanting it to be perfect for his fiancé. He even made a little tie for Karl.

They get dressed in separate rooms, but they do meet one more time before they meet everyone who is waiting for them in another room. When they see each other they are caught off guard by how beautiful the other looks.

As Poe gazes at Ranpo, his nerves finally catch up to him. Ranpo asks if he’s ok and Poe finally relents and explains how all of this seemed a bit much and happened so quick and how he’s happy that everyone was supportive and kind and put in so much effort for their wedding, but he feels guilty for not wanting to go through with it, not that he doesn’t want to get married, it’s just..

At this point he has to prop himself up on the nearest desk to keep his legs from giving out.

Ranpo sighs, crosses his hands behind his head, and smiles. He walks past Poe saying “Did you know, all it takes to be married is to sign a few papers? Who even likes going to stuffy weddings.”

Poe looks at Ranpo.

After a brief pause Ranpo continues, “I say we skip to the good part and find where they hid the cake.”

“But they did so much planning..”

“And they had fun planning. But it is our wedding…” Ranpo picks up Karl from nearby and puts him on Poe’s head with a soft smile. “And I say that makes us in charge!”

Poe slowly relaxes and begins to smile remembering how happy everyone was doing their tasks.

With a deep breath, Poe agrees,“O-Ok.”

Yosano’s not even angry they didn’t show up to their own wedding, but it did tick off Kunikida. The rest of the agency was a bit concerned and went searching for the grooms. They later found the two eating the cake, slightly covered in it as they had smashed each other's face in the cake already.

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I drew some Ranpoe based on this fic idea I have no energy to fully write.

#bungou stray dogs #bsd #bsd ranpo #ranpo edogawa #bsd poe #bsd edgar allan poe #this post got away from me #ranpoe supremacy #If someone wants to write this #go for it #But I wanna see it #ranpoe fanart #ranpoe headcanons #bsd fanfic #ranpo x poe #artists on tumblr #ranpoe wedding

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bullet-prooflove · 14 hours ago

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What would some of your OCs dress up as for Halloween?

Hannah, Sophie, Sasha, Anika, Stefani, Naomi, Amelie? Any of them really!

Oh I love this question! Thank you for asking it! You can find every single one of these under the cut.

Hanna - She's going as one of the ghosts from her podcast. It would be a really authentic costume that she spends alot of time on. I can even see Omar helping out despite the fact he doesn't celebrate Halloween. He loves seeing her enthusiam for the holiday and her creativity. She may drag him on a ghost tour or they may stay in giving out candy.

Sophie - Is a naturally shyer person because of her scar. People tend to think that's part of a costume so they're like nice scar, how did you get it to look so real which is very arkward for her. Her and Tyler tend to spend it privately together, I could see him coming home to her wearing his hat, his plaid shirt and very little else and that's bascially how they spend the night.

Sasha - Before Jack comes along, Halloween doesn't really register for her. She's a little disorganised so she won't realise the date until she starts seeing people in costumes and then it clicks. If she's going to a party, she's going sexy. A devil's outfit or a day of the dead lady, queen of hearts, something she can pick up that's already packaged. She rocks the living hell out of it. Stuart loves it when she comes home to him wearing something like that.

After Jack she's much more concious of the season so she helps him work on his costume and usually tries to match it if that's something he wants. If not, she's going as a cat or a witch, something less sexy until Jack goes to bed and she can show Stuart what she has underneath.

Anika - Dresses up for Remy. His plan is to sit in, watch a few Hammer House of Horror scary movies, give the kids in his apartment building some candy. That goes completely out of the window when she steps out of the bedroom wearing a burlesque outfit, she'd bite her lip, do a little dance and Remy's putting that candy bowl outside the apartment door because he's going to be busy for the rest of the night.

Stefani - These days dressing up isn't really Stefani's thing because of the life she had undercover being someone else. It's not something she would choose to do unless there's a social obligation like Tyler's party and that would probably be somethign that requires minium effort for her. In fact I can actually see Jubal being in charge of the costumes because her focus is on fugitives. It would probably be a couples costume like Danny and Sandy from Grease, Top Gun airsuits, Ghostbusters, something from a movie that they've both enjoyed together.

Naomi - With Jim's kid in the mix, they probably aren't spending Halloween evening together but throughout the day she's probably wearing a hand band with those boinging pumpkins on. Deshawn gets a kick out of them and they constantly take turns wearing it.

If she's going to her own party that night, she's making an effort. Something sexy but not too overt, like the comic book version of Poison Ivy, Jessica Rabbit, Alice in Wonderland. When they both get home from their seperate parties, Jim makes sure she stays very much in costume when he takes her to bed.

Amelie - If these guys go to a Halloween party they are going all out. It's always a couples costume and it's always something fun. Before Amelie this isn't something Jack would really partake in but with her, this playful side really comes out and they will spend hours bouncing ideas back and forth. They have been Anthony/Cleopatra, Morticia and Gomez Adams, Icabod Crane (the Headless Horseman)/ Katrina Van Tassel, Day of the Dead couple.

#oa zidan #jubal valentine #stuart scola #remy scott #jack dayton #jd dempsey #tyler owens

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shining-gem34 · 3 months ago

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||Letting my phone take a break to cool down and charge up. I think I'll continue more tomorrow but overall!!! It's been pretty fun going back to the Luofu. :DDD

HSR Spoilers

So far, I very much enjoy seeing the trio again and their dynamics since belebog. Oh boy, that was like over a year ago when our journey first started with March 7th and Dan Heng before we joined the Astral Express. ;w;

Entering the Luofu again during the busiest event, the Wardance Ceremony, is very welcoming since we get to reunite with old friends and meeting new ones. I do very much admire Yunli and Yanqing dynamic as being rivals, especially with their personalities and beliefs clashing greatly.

Can I say I very much love Grandpa Huaiyan and Dad Jing Yuan tired voice calling the kids name?

AlsoAlsoAlso two of the generals coming to the Luofu to ascertain Jing Yuan after the Abrosial Arbor event. I am very curious to how it will end up for JY.

FEIXIAO ENTRANCE INTERRUPTING THE KIDS FIGHT AAAA. What a Queen.

I do like the Feixiao-Jiaoqiu-Moze dynamic. It definitely highlights how comfortable they are around each other to voice their complaints. Also Moze breaking the mood by asking what's for dinner. HALPP.

Also meeting Lingsha for the first time and finding out she's also born on the Luofu. I don't have a clear judgement on her yet since she feels so...mysterious, especially with her beef with alot of things in the Luofu governments. ALSO LINGSHA VOUCHING FOR FEIXIAO TO GET HER CHECKED OUT BY BAILU AAAA.

I do love Lingsha strongarming Stokk to agreeing to an inspection. Like I legit forgot about this dude until I heard his voice and went: Ah yes, this karen-dude. I remember you barking like a dog. I legit enjoy making him squirm again. >:))))

When I did see Sushang in the Alchemy commission, I was hoping she talk to Dan Heng a bit too considering they did travel together briefly. :(((( But maybe later on they can get a chance to talk.

Also it was super funny how Huaiyan and Jing Yuan basically had the kids team up to be a mentor to March 7th and take her in as their apprentice. LOLOLOL. AND THE WAY DAN HENG AND THE TRAILBLAZER LOOKED AT HER WHEN THEY ASKED WHO WILL BE THE APPRENTICE. They just yeeted her right there without saying a word.

I do admire Yunli straightforward and simple personality. I might be a little peeved how she commented about Yanqing concerns whether or not he can be a good teacher or not. I did see it as Yunli taunting/motivating Yanqing to push himself, especially since they're rivals and working together. Not only that!!! They're kids!!! They say what's on their mind and are very impulsive!

I'm just a bit high-strung cause it's one thing to learn from the master. It's a totally different thing to teach the subject and make sure the student understands what is you're trying to teach them. It's not an easy job for sure!!! And I wouldn't want to be put in the role of a teacher/leader, because what makes sense for me won't make sense for them. So you have to try to work around that and find a way to help them understand the lessons!

So I understand Yanqing concerns whether or not he's good enough to be capable of teaching someone until Jing Yuan gives him another perspective on the topic and push him to at least try. ;w; Not only that, but's a change of pace for Yanqing too.

March 7th is super adorable in her new outfit, and her besties are cheering her on!!! AAAAA.

I also can't wait for Feixiao to join the generals cause not only it's interrogation time for Jing Yuan, but we get to see her thoughts/opinions on him.

ALSOALSOALSO FEIXIAO AND YUKONG MEETING. I figured it be Yukong when Feixiao said she'll meet an old friend but holy crap it was actually Yukong. The fanarts of them together do make sense too now. It was nice to see them relax and catch up as old friends, BUTTTT BUTTT BUTTT

Feixiao bringing updates about Tingyuan case, and I AM PRETTY SURE IT IS TINGYUAN. Because Yukong is still looking for any traces of Tingyuan since Phantylia used her as a disguise. ;w; They found her ship, but not the body yet and...Ruan Mei??? Ruan Mei??? RUAN MEI???

Ruan Mei I hope whatever you did to Tingyun it was more good than bad.

I pretty much stopped after getting March 7th new path. ;w; now big question...any recommended builds for her?? I saw a few people already have her built and ready to go.

I don't know how much more I have left for this quest. I haven't seen the Shackling Prison yet so I know I still have some ways to go.

#jade plays hsr #jadecoocoo (mun rambles)#hsr spoilers

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iamsherlocked1479 · 2 years ago

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Chapter 9

You had been in bed for exactly 36 hours, your room was dark with fresh daylight seeping through what little gaps had been moved in the curtains by the open window. The only contact you had with the rest of the world was the occasional cup of tea your aunt brought you which you didn’t really drink. You awoke to the frantic buzzing of the twelve messages and three miss calls from louise.

“Answer the call or I'll break your door down.” huh she’s outside, if you left it long enough she would go away and so you planned to.

“Louise darling it's so good to see you, y/n is up in her room.” for god sake why did Mrs hudson have to be such a people pleaser. The door almost burst off its hinges as louise stood in the doorway waving her phone around

“Two days I was trying to call you, thanks for letting me know you’re not dead.” she walked over to your window.

“No, no, no wait-!” too late she opened the curtains letting the light flood into the room “Argh, what the hell lou?”

“We’re going out, the wedding is in 10 days and I know you’re not prepared but first you need to take a shower, jesus.” she pulled the covers you had hidden your face with and dragged you out of bed.

You came out of the shower and threw on the first outfit that looked presentable and walked into the living room to find Sherlock scrunched up onto the sofa, knees tucked into his chest shouting at the TV.

You are not the father!

“Noooo! Of course he isn’t the father, look at the turn ups of his jeans!”

You turned to john and pointed in confusion

“Don’t ask, he’s waiting on some lab results.” he slapped the paper down and went into the kitchen.

“I see your hibernation period is over.” Sherlock kept his eyes on the tv.

“It was tiring, you dont get alot of sleep tied to a chair.” you replied, still holding some annoyance from his indecisive entrance he made that day.

“I never had an issue.” he replied smugly

“What?” you asked

“If you want to know, read john's blog, not much of a page turner really.”

“So you took another case already?” you begin to pry, you figured he would have been obsessing over Moriarty for the next few months.

“As best man I've been given the task of providing the uncultured nature of a stag do and I've asked Molly to help find a suitable level of alcohol to consume whilst also providing the correct level of intoxication, urine breaks and what some may call ’fun’.” he took a breath and did the same irritating smile he did when he made something sound more overly complicated than it should have been.

“Oh joy for john.” you replied sarcastically

“Precisely.” he turned back to the television, sipping his tea. “So are you going?”

“Where?”

“The wedding, are you going?” he asked

“Of course I am, I'm the maid of honour, I have to be there.”

“No sex though.” louise interrupted

“What?!” you both reply suddenly, turning to her confused.

“Bridesmaids and groomsmen sleep together on the wedding night, it's a tradition.” she winks at you to which you return a death stare. Sherlocks brow raised as he took a second look at you

“No thankyou.” you quickly add putting an end to his curiosity

“I don't do physical contact, I avoid verbal contact with the boring person as much as I can. Which reminds you, shouldn't you be going louise?”

“Sherlock!” you snap

“It's fine, at least people actually want to be around me.” she smirked as sherlocks smile dropped as he watched you and Louise scurry down the stairs with hysterical laughter.

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“What do you think of these?” you say pulling a pair of plain heels from the rack.

“Are you actually trying not to be noticed?” louise huffed snatching them out your hands

“Why are you obsessed with me looking good?” you moaned trailing your hands along your bag

“Because Sherlock is head over heels for you but has some weird morals about not being in a relationship.” she sighed, handing you a ridiculously high heel. You pinch your brow and sigh

“Definitely not those i don’t even like heels, and anyways just because he’s so called ‘head over heels’ doesn’t mean i want anything to do with him.” you say sarcastically

“Y/n are you kidding me? You’ve been obsessed with this guy since he moved in. then you slept with him and all of a sudden you’re not interested. What's wrong? Oh god, does he have a small dick?” she began to snigger

“No, it's better than average.” you smirked before shaking your head “what i mean is he’s dangerous I got kidnapped remember.” you slump onto the stool and try on the shoes louise threw at you.

“Oh yeah that, how are you feeling? I heard he faked his death.” she sat next to you and watched you admire the shoes in the mirror.

“I don’t know really, he had cameras in my house, he kept me tied to a chair for 3 days, but only hurt me in front of sherlock. He was strange. And then when I needed him, Sherlock didn’t save me and now knowing that Moriarty is still out there I'm just so, so scared.” you begin to sob as Louise wrapped herself tightly around you.

“It’s okay, you’re safe now. I think you just need to get really drunk. And I have to say those shoes look amazing.”

“They do,” you sniff, chuckling through your tears as you looked at them in the mirror.

You paid for the shoes and promptly headed to the nearest bar ordering cocktails where you spent the rest of the day laughing and joking, ensuring you didn’t get drunk so you could at least find a way home. The walk home was quicker than anticipated or at least it felt like it. You weren't really sure who put you in the taxi and once you got to the door, you noticed a woman who stood patiently clutching her purse as she leant on the wall.

“Is this um Sherlock Holmes' apartment?” she asked as you placed your key in the door missing the keyhole the first few tries.

“Um yes, this is his establishment.” you smile, with one eye blinking before the other. “Follow me and I shall see if he is around.” you open the door and stumble slightly.

“God not another one.” your aunt turned off the vacuum and helped remove your coat.

“Auntie, this is Mrs. Client, she is a Sherlock looking for a case.” you say climbing up the stairs “Wait here sir.” you say to the woman who waited at the bottom of the stairs. You open the living room door to find John and Sherlock sitting opposite each other with post-its stuck to their foreheads.

“Ah, y/n. Help me, I think John is lying. Am i.” he paused to blink “am i the current king of england?” he sat back waiting for you answer.

“W-we don’t have a king do we?”

“Don’t we?” Sherlock sniggered and you lost your train of thought as you pulled up a chair to join their game. “Okay John, your turn.”

“Am I a woman?” He stared at Sherlock intensely and took a sip from his glass. You looked around and took the glass from Sherlock's hand and took a swig and slid it neatly back into his hand.

“Thank you for the refill y/n. Yes you are a woman.” he sniggered

“Am I ... pretty?” John asked.

“I think you’re pretty.” you smiled giving a thumbs up.

“Why thank you, John bowed.”

“No, no. Err ... Er, beauty is a construct based entirely on childhood impressions, influences and role models.” Sherlock interrupted.

“But am i… a pretty lady?”

Sherlock leant forward staring at John's forehead “I don’t know who you are. I don’t know who you’re supposed to be.”

“But you picked the name!” john exclaimed

“I picked at random from one of y/n’s magazines.” Sherlock flailed his arm over his head, you laughed at his state as your eyes began to feel heavy.

“You’re not really getting the hang of this game, are you, Sherlock?”

“So I am human, I’m not as tall as people think I am …” he sat back in his chair “I’m-I’m nice-ish …” he thought for a moment and laughed ��Got it”

“Go on then.” john laughed

“I’m you aren’t I?” he looked so proud of his deduction as he pointed at john but you and john just laughed at his decision.. Your laughter was interrupted by Mrs hudson appearing at the door with the woman you had abandoned at the bottom of the stairs.

“Ah sherlock, i brought madam case.” you hiccupped pulling his hand to stand him up, so you could clear the living room giving her some space to sit.

“Uhm my name is Tessa, which one is Sherlock?”

John's arm began slowly creeping up accompanied by a whistle as he pointed to Sherlock who smiled.

“Please , sit this is gonna be amazing.” you pushed the woman to her seat and sat on the floor with your legs crossed leant against the door.

“Please go ahead.” Sherlock smiled

“I don’t ... a lot ... I mean, I don’t ... date all that much ... and ... he seemed ... nice, you know?” she cautiously began explaining, watching confused as john's eyes began to slowly slide down. You turned to Sherlock whose eyes were locked on you smiling widely when he saw you notice him forcing you to give him a little wave to focus on Tessa. John smiled at the lady seemingly struggling to keep his eyes open. “We seemed to automatically connect. We had one night – dinner, such an interesting conversation. It was ... lovely. To be honest, I’d love to have gone further ... but I thought, ‘No, this is special. Let’s take it slowly ...exchange numbers.’ He said he’d get in touch and then …” she looked down sadly “Maybe he wasn’t quite as keen as I was ...but I – I just thought …”she began to cry “at least he’d call to say that we were finished.” to your surprise, Sherlock's face filled with sympathy as the woman wiped her eyes, that was until he turned away gagging at his own actions.

Drunk Sherlock was, human?

“Y’know what, screw him girl.” You walked over slapping your hand onto her back before falling to the ground “whoa are you okay?” you ask, trying to steady yourself.

“I went round there, to his flat. No trace of him. Mr Holmes …” the woman still sobbed as Sherlock watched on, smiling as his eyes began to close. “I honestly think I had dinner ... with a ghost.!” Sherlock slumped and snored softly whilst John's head lowered as he slept. “Mr Holmes?” Tessa asked, looking down at you who also had fallen asleep “With a ghost, Mr Holmes!” she shouted startling Sherlock as he tumbled off the sofa.

“Boring, boring, boring – no!” he forced himself up “fascinating, John, John woke up. “Apologies about my, you know ... thing.” he nudged you with his foot, waking you up “rude, rude!”

“Hey, I'm not a detective, leave me alone.” you whine at Sherlock and slumped onto the sofa beginning to fall asleep again.

“I checked with the landlord, and the man who lived there died. Heart attack. And there we are, having dinner one week on. And I found this thing online, sort of chatroom thing” she handed a print out to sherlock “for girls who think they’re dating men from the spirit world.” Sherlock grabbed it and paced slightly wobbling as he stopped.

“Don’t worry. I’ll find him in ten minutes. What's your dog's name? John? John wake up!” he nudged John sharply which jolted him awake. “We’re meant to” he clicked his fingers “The game’s uhh something.”

“On” John yawned, Tessa smiled as she followed them out of the apartment leaving you softly sleeping off your drunken haze.

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“Y/n? y/n dear wake up.” you opened your eyes to find your aunt leaning over you with tea in hand, you groaned and instantly felt the headache accompanied by the strong urge to throw up anything that had entered your system last night, you rushed into the bathroom with your head over the toilet bowl. “Dear me, what did you get up to last night.” Mrs Hudsond came in and handed you a glass of water.

“Louise and I had some drinks and then after that I- i don’t know”you sat back taking small sips from your water when your phone began to ring. “H-hello?”

“Y/n, it's Greg just letting you know our wild stags are on their way back from the station.” he amused voice crackled through the busy noise of the station through your speaker.

“What are you on about? What stags?” you were so confused

“Sherlock and john may have been how can i say it, um apprehended last night for breaking and entering.” he laughed

“Ugh i’m too hungover for this, thanks for letting me know.” you hung up the phone ignoring his laughing when sherlock appeared in the doorway of the bathroom, he looked fine, like he hadn’t been drinking at all last night.

“I need to take a shower.” he stood confused over you

“Ugh just go upstairs and use my bathroom, this toilet is in use.” you gagged again throwing up even more

“But this is my bathroom.” Sherlock argued.

“Then shower, then I don't care right now, I'm a little busy.” you shouted leaning back onto the bathtub.

“I- um, i-”

“Just give me a minute” you sighed, stumbling to your feet and smelling the wondrous smell of a fry up being cooked downstairs, ah yes greasy food the perfect remedy for your condition.

“You look wonderful.” john smiled as he plopped a antacid tablet into his water

“How is he okay?” you asked irritated

“This is Sherlock we are talking about.” john adds

“It's just like old times having you here john.” Mrs. Hudson smiles, placing a plate in front of John and you.

“Don’t sound so final about, i will be visiting you know” he says

“Oh I've heard that one before, dear.” She laughed and took a sip of her tea as she watched you demolish your plate, childhood memories of this dish.

“Mm, no, it’s different now, though, isn’t it?” john picked up his cutlery and began cutting his food

“Well, marriage changes everything, John.”

“Does it?” he looked down at the sausage and gulped.

“You might not think it, but it does.” she looked at you and smiled while just lifted the fork to his mouth and hesitated before pushing the plate away from him slightly. “You meet new people ’cause you’re a couple …”

“Mhm.”

“... and then you just ... let your old friends slip away.”

“Yeah but it won't be like that.” he added.

“Sure it won’t.” you laugh switching you plate with his

“Well, if you’ve found the right one – the person that you click with – it’s the best thing in the world.” she smiled

“Well, I have. I know I have.” he smiled

“Oh, I’m sure. She’s lovely! One of you might as well find someone.” she looked over at you disappointedly

“I’m twenty four, give me a break.” you scolded

“Twenty five in a few weeks dear.”

“Did you think you’d found the right one when you married Mr Hudson?” John asked

“No! It was just a whirlwind thing for us. I knew it wouldn’t work, but I just got sort of swept along.” she smiled

“Right” john looked over to you confused and you just shrugged

“And then we moved to Florida. We had a fantastic time, but of course I didn’t know what he was up to.” she whispered “The drugs” she looked over to you

“I’m over that now geeze, no need to be so sensitive about it.”

“Drugs?” john looked confused

“Yup uncle Frank the drug dealer, not everyone is perfect.” you smile

“Take your elbows off the table please.” Mrs hudson corrected your posture “anyways He was running ... um, oh God, what d’you call it? Um”

“A drug cartel.” you smile

“Right” john wasn’t surprised

“And then I found out about all the other women. I didn’t have a clue! So, when he was actually arrested for blowing someone’s head off ...it was quite the relief to be honest”

“Okay..” john still not surprised

“It was purely physical between me and Frank. We couldn’t keep our hands off each other. I know: there was one night …”

“Nope, i’m out” you got up

“Hang was that sherlock i better go check it.” John followed you upstairs to find Sherlock sat in the floor, his chin resting on his hands as usual, surrounded by laptops. You peaked over his shoulder, surprised to see he was talking to, women?

“Is that woman calling you sexy?” You asked confused

“Given the past circumstances I’d say you would agree with the statement y/n.” He turned around with a slight smile at the sight of your unamused face.

“Are you two ever not going to address that?” You turned around to see John stood behind you looking shocked that Sherlock even attempted physical contact.

“Actually we-“

“Nope no, we’re not.” You cut Sherlock off before he could mention how you rejected his offer after nearly three years of basically worshipping him. You left the room leaving Sherlock to explain his master idea to John and retried to your bedroom hoping to sleep off this unruly hangover. Hopefully you would sleep so much you would miss the wedding you so desperately wanted to avoid.

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A/N: all i'm going to say is this chapter is the filler before the best chapters come up, i'm very excited for the next few chapters. let me know if you want to be tagged. Thanks for reading <3

#y/n x sherlock #sherlock x reader #bbc sherlock #benedict cumberbatch x female!reader #sherlockbbc #Spotify

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pascals-doll · 9 months ago

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playing dangerous

javíer peña x reader

🫧 based on the song playing dangerous by lana del rey and written loosely around the lyrics

🫧 THIS IS LONG i got so unnecessarily carried away w this and im just such a slut for him speaking spanish yk my mexican ass had to incorporate spanish | wc: 7.5k

🫧 rewatching narcos during mid-terms UGH MY BRAINROT i cant believe this shit took me 4 days anyways for all my non-spanish speakers here are keywords to remember! i used basic spanish for alot so you can also easily traslate the sentences :) if i forgot anything please lmk 🩷

- perico/periquero: cokehead/ slang for cocaine

- bueno: well/good

-esperando: waiting

-ándale/andele: come on/ hurry up

-tómalo: take it

-cíelo: heaven/sky

- agente: agent

- tampoco: aswell/eitherways

- conoció: met/ have met

-cariño/neña: roughly translates to honey/girl (its like a sexy way tho)

-delicada: delicate

- que cosa mas linda: what a pretty thing

-mojada: wet

🫧 description: reader speaks spanish, mentions of reader smoking cigarettes, drinking,club scene, mentions of cocaine, only specific description provided of reader are back dimples!, reader gets harassed momentarily, SMUTTTT, SMUT, slight foot kink but not even only if u squint, dom!javìer, sub!reader,unprotected sex p in v, fingering, finger sucking, cum eating, papi kink (SORRY NOT SORRY), no use of y/n, use of petnames (cariño, neña, princesa, doll, and slut), reader teases javì sm throughout the fic.

Everybody knows I'm a good girl, officer

No, I wouldn't do a thing like that, that's for sure

The house was already on fire, I swear I'm not a liar officer

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you grab the outfit your bestfriend helped you pick out. it was a cute set you had bought for tonight.

it was a white halter tank with a slight v-cut, exposing your plush breasts slightly as the top tied around your neck and a white short skirt that had a frilly under-layer with matching pink trimming on both. a bow lying on your back right underneath your back dimples.

your hair was curled down at the tips, wispy doll-like lashes complimenting your face as you apply the slightest blush to give yourself that pinkish hue on your cheeks.

your bestfriend hypes you up, handing you her lit cigarette so you could take a puff “hol’ on, i got us-” youre friend begins.

she bends down, coming back up with two pairs of angelic pink heels “are these not fucking cute or what?” your friend exclaims, handing you a pair.

you let out your puff of smoke, grabbing the heels as you agree how perfect the heels were, they were definitely going to call attention tonight with your cute white stockings. once all put together, you took a good look taking in your dolled upself.

youre skin complimenting the tone of pink, your plush thighs being hugged halfway by your stockings and your pushed up tits being complimented by your small pearl necklace.

you were in a private venue inside a crowded booming club.

“could crowded even be the word ? it was packed to the brim in this club.” you thought to yourself.

it made you feel a bit uneasy as you took in the club scene, the scent of alcohol and sweat taking in your nosebuds. then the fun began.

“another round! whoo!” your friend cheers, lifting her shot glass and then immediately hailing down a waiter.

15 minutes later the waiter comes back with the new tray of shots, each one for you and your friends. you each take a shot beginning the cheer for your friends celebration.

that was, till you were rudely interrupted.

a fair large tall man approaches your venue that was to the far corner. he seemed familiar, he had been eyeing you and your friend early on the dance floor.

you weren’t pleased, to say the least. he had a bit of mean mug and beer belly “how are you fine ladies doin’ this evening?” he slurrs, stumbling closer to your booth where you were all seated.

your friends, including yourself all exchange a look “can we help you?” your friend speaks up, uncomfortable sass clearly evident.

he leans down, getting slightly closer yet a good feet away from you still.

you and your friends gaze leaned down to a small bottle he pulls out, slowly emptying white powder into the back of his hand.

“ándale muñecas, i know you wanna try the best périco of all time?” he says, sickingly close now.

“go to hell and feel free to take that shit with you, periquero” you spit out causing your friends to giggle and ridcule him.

maybe it wasn’t the best choice by the look her gave you, but you were too drunk too care.

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you might’ve been too drunk to care, but Javíer Peña was far from it.

he was here in this sweaty loud club and it wasn’t for fun. he was here for business, his team got a tip narcotraficante’s were out tonight.

Javíer was undercover for the night, his zipped up black leather jacket hiding his green bullet-proof vest along with his gun. he had a list of each guy to keep an eye on for the night and you just happened to get approached by one of them.

he watched the interaction, getting slightly closer to your booth from afar incase of anything. he seen the man eventually walk away from your booth of girls.

the man went from your booth to another private room venue that was across from the club. the mans booth was filled with plenty of more men, all conversating very close together.

the men turn, one of them pointing to your booth.

meanwhile…

you and your girls danced the night away, your frilly skirt moving with each sway of your hips.

all was good, cigarette in your hand before you felt someone bump it out of your hand and grab you aggressively.

“you’re coming with me” you felt a hot breath spit out against you.

your friend screams out, causing a scene as she tries to pry him off.

suddenly, multiple men that were dressed like regulars came out of nowhere and pulling out their police badge to the group of dealers, while beginning to handcuff the one that grabbed you.

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you and your friends finally made your way outside of the club as it closed for investigation.

you checked the time. it was just past midnight. your mind was hazy from the alcohol yet, adrenaline still pumping from the whole incident.

“I hope you ladies are okay. I’m DEA agent Javíer Peña. i just need to get statements from each one of you, if that is okay?” the man who just introduced himself asked politely, notebook in had.

he was tall, towering almost over all of you with heels on. he had a muscular figure and his face having the biggest doe eyes you ever seen on a man, yet he had such a rough complexion with a well-tamed mustache.

you were checking out this little DEA agent, he was a brute.

you meet the agent’s dark eyes and it’s more like, hes taking you in.

you admired his tall structure being hugged by his leather jacket looks at you from head to toe slowly and the way his jeans snug him perfectly.

he took in your dolled up presence. it was something about you that caught Javíer’s eyes.

“would one of you be able to tell me the interaction from the start?” he asks, writing down on his notepad after finally ripping his gaze off you.

you were about to start talking “look, we will answer all your questions. can you please just get us home” your friend asks, tired like the rest.

Javier nods, signaling to a officer “an officer will drive you, just tell me the address and someone i can contact to continue the investigation.” he explains “that would be me. you can just get my information.” you tell him, taking the notepad he offers you from his hands.

you handed Javíer his notepad back “i’ll send you a message or a call— and stop by tonight to continue the questions” he explains, taking his notepad back slightly brushing your hand.

it was your address and phone number, complimented by a kiss stain of your lipstick.

“bueno, ya sabes donde estoy esperando”

your accent rings through his ears as you get into the back of the police car, your skirt lifting slightly giving him a peek of your panties.

he averted his eyes before lingering longer than they should, taking a look down at what you wrote down. he couldn’t help but let a smirk creep onto his face.

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you were home, settled into your light pink nightgown. it was 1:30 am.

the bright moonlight seaping through your curtains.

an officer had dropped you and your friends off at your home around 30 minutes ago.

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Well, I'm a little shaken, but I'm fine, thanks for asking

Tell me, do you always work alone so late? Officer

Gosh, I'm a little shy standing here in my nightgown

you smile at yourself, remembering the kiss stain you sneakly planted onto his notepad as you take a drag from your cigarette.

you were waiting for message or a call any moment now.

a loud ring of your phone erupts and its from an unknown number, you pick it up “hello? Im guessing this is agent Javíer Peña” you speak.

“yes this is, i will be heading over there right now for futher questioning. are you available?” he asks. you cant help but feel slightly excited at the idea.

“no problem, agent. ill be waiting.” you reply slyly, smoke leaving your lips with each syllable before hanging up.

it didn’t take much for Javíer to arrive at your house. there was a knock on your door by the time you ash your cigarette.

you get up from your sofa, grabbing your silk robe from where you were seated.

your robe only covered so much, only covering your bare arms and short length of your gown. the silk fabric shielding the thin lace-like fabric of your gown ever-so-slightly; barely even stopping your cold nipples from poking through.

you walked towards your door, opening it to greet the tall agent on your doorstep.

you looked up at him with doe eyes, glistening as the pale moonlight dawned on you.

“I hope you’re having a good midnight ma’am. i am truly sorry to interrupt your night like this” Javier begins, letting you step out the way first to walk through your front door.

you close your front door “well i definitely could be sleeping in my comfortable bed, but i do appreciate the apology, agent”

you tell him, giving him a soft smile at the end of your sentence before slowly walking over to your kitchen.

the tension in the room was high, you could slice through it. you both had longing gazes with oozing sensuality along with every small action shared between you both.

the perverted agent couldn’t help but watch each sway of your hips as you walk to your white marble countertop, your nightgown was so short. he couldn’t help but think about how close yet….so far….

“can i offer you something to drink, agent?” you asked him sweetly, both hands crossed onto your countertop.

the silk of your robe slipping down your shoulder, exposing the strap of your gown.

Looking at me, then suddenly

I'm in love, I'm in love

Lovin' hurricane

I'm in love, I'm in love

Love in a hurricane

I've been bad, I've been wrong

Playing a dangerous game

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“estoy bien con un baso de-” Javíer couldn’t finish his sentence as you lifted yourself ontop your tipy toes to pull open your high-up cabinets to grab glasses.

your nightgown rises, the silk robe completely moving to the side giving him a peek of your plush asscheeks.

Javíer swore his heart almost jumped out his stomach, repositioning his belt for mercy from his cock.

“con un baso de que, agente?” finally down onto your tippy-toes again, looking back at him with your lip in between your teeth. Javíer clears his throat, straightening his stance.

“agua.” he couldn’t even look at you when he said it.

you hand him his glass of water before sitting on your kitchen stool “do you have any idea who the man or the men who he was with were?” Javier began to question, running a hand through his mustache.

“not at all, it was my friends birthday tonight. we went to that club to celebrate.” you begin to explain.

“then why did they approach your booth?” he questions back “he came up to us thinking we wanted his perico, i told him to go to hell and to take his coke with him-oh, i called him a periquero” you jog your memory as you tell him.

“Te ofreció a ti y a tus amigos perico?” his eyes look so focused as his eyebrows furrowed.

“Bueno, tampoco estabas viendo agente Peña?” you say slyly, looking up at him while crossing your legs causing your gown to rise.

now in this moment, the moonlight was shining through your window right down onto your thighs; making them glow.

“you know, undercover and all” you sly out again with a smirk.

you lean further into the counter, straightening yourself up a bit more causing your clevage to expose oh-so-the slightest.

your nipples hardening again with the slight breeze that came through.

Javíer eyes you so slowly. you thought his eyes could burn holes through you.

“thats right, im guessing he did not like that….” he uttered absentmindedly.

his mind still wandering about what else that little night gown is hiding.

“oh…he did not, thats when he-uhm, he grabbed me.” you bring your robe up to cover yourself slightly not wanting to go back to the moment in that club at all.

“are you okay? did he touch you in anyway? he inches himself closer, both arms not leaning on your countertop as his deameanor clearly tenses up.

“he didn’t in that way, no te preocupes cariño” you get up from your kitchen stool, slowly stepping towards him keeping your eyes locked with his.

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Let's get in the back of your cop car, officer

You can ask me anything you want, anything, anything

Do you have a girl? I don't see a ring on your finger

“do you flirt with all DEA agents?” he questions, cocking his head to his side.

“do you always work alone so late?” you toyed with him slightly, your foot reaching up to brush his clothed ankle.

“im asking the questions.” he retorts, taking a final sip of his water and gulping deeply.

you could sense you were getting him worked up “hm, not at all actually. you just happen to be one”.

the look in your eyes was so innocent but yet screaming ‘fuck me’.

“y tus amigas?” he question, looking around your empty house.

“they went home, they were drunker than me to be able to talk” you giggle out, your giggle was soft and cheer-like.

it made him smile slightly before dropping as your silk robe slips off your body slowly and slowly.

“do you have a girl? i dont see a ring on your finger”

you brush his ring finger as his hand rested on the countertop “i thought a man like you would be married” you reply so soothingly.

it erupted something in Javíer causing him to slightly jolt at your touch.

Javíer chuckles, his hand moving from restng under your hand to now caressing it “hm, a man like me neña?” he asks condescendingly. you couldn’t help but shudder under his touch, his big hands overtaking yours.

you raise your foot higher, rubbing his knee before reaching his thigh.

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Well that's interesting, have you ever thought of dating a singer?

The flames are getting higher, so's my desire

It's kind of exciting, don't you think

Then suddenly he's uncuffing me

“nunca he conocido a un hombre como tú...” your foot just inches away from his cock.

Javíer just smirks at you before leaning back from your countertop, his free hand going to grab your foot causing you to jump in shock, almost falling.

he grabs you just in time, pulling you into his muscular embrace.

your nightgown was completely ridden up at this point, your silk gown barely hanging onto your body as your titties are pressed up against him giving him a pretty and plush view.

Javier licked his lips, gripping the material of your nightgown that hugged the dip of your hips.

“Tan delicada…” he mutters under his breath, feeling your soft skin brush against. even your fucking foot felt like cream-silk.

you couldn’t help but let out a pathetic whimper, rising your foot away from his hand to wrap around his waist. your hot cunt brushing against his clothed bulge.

Javíer took a deep in a deep sigh, slightly grinding into you.

“have i done something wrong, agent?” you tease him even more pushing him to the point where he fucks you right here, right now.

“no se neña, you answered the door in this pretty pink gown to a government offical, and planting a dirty little kiss on my notepad” Javíer says lowly, his hand riding up your thigh slowly finding their way to your panties.

you bit your lip at the thought of what you did.

your hands found their way onto his chest, covered by the leather material of his jacket. you grab his zipper, slowly unzipping his jacket.

“can you blame me, agent?” you pout out.

you felt him up through his maroon button-up that was covered by a green vest when you first seen him.

“you throw yourself around like that?” he spat out, almost sounding jealous while hoisting you up with one arm causing you to gasp softly.

he had his other hand hugging your thigh, using it as leverage.

“solo tú” you tell him looking at his rough structure, his big arms holding you up-high like nothing.

the sound of that coming from your mouth was like a drug.

Javíer could hear you repeat it, scream it, say it, and fucking moan it.

he crashes his lips onto you, groaning into them as your bodies are pressed together.

he begins to walk your closer to your clean countertop.

your lips move hastily, his lips almost overtaking yours as his grip most likely left marks on your skin and you loved it.

he made you feel secure and everything more.

your silk robe was on the floor at this point, already been disgarded.

your hands were entangled in his hair.

the feeling of his mustache tickling your lip with each in-sync movement making you not get enough of him.

the scent of his clogne mixed in with cigarette smell overloading your senses as you push off his leather jacket.

Javíer moves his arms, helping you pull it off falling to the floor.

you spread your legs slightly causing more friction between his pressed bulge against your pussy as you sat on your counter.

his hands find their way to your thighs, feeling your soaked-through panties.

“ah princesa, qué mojada-” he begins lowly, disconnecting from your lips but heads still pressed together.

you let out a moan while he begins to rub your folds softly through your wet panties as your hands grip his shirt.

“todo esto para mí?” his tone was insidious, your mind going fuzzy. the only thing on it being him.

“sí, papí, todo pa’tí!” you impatient cry out, leaning back onto your countertop slightly to raise your hips to meet his.

“patience is key, doll. i know you got it, taking your time to put on that cute slutty ouftit-hmph?” he teases, his hand finally pulling your panties to the side.

you cant help a soft smile creep across your lips.

“glad you noticed, agent peña” you thanked him.

he was still thinking about your outfit from earlier while his fingers softly started rubbing up and down your folds.

your ass in that little skirt and how the pink two-piece made your body eccentric.

you let out a mewl, almost a purr-like moan causing Javíer to groan out while laying you down slowly more and more onto your countertop.

he was going agonizing slow, dancing around your soft wet slit “Javí, porfavor” you plead.

slowly getting you more under his beautiful submission.

If you can't stand the heat

Then stay out of the fire

You might get what you desire, boy

Love is strange

Sometimes it makes you crazy

It can burn or break you

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he begins to kiss you again starting from your lips leading all the way down the the nape of your neck, down the small path inbetween each of yout titties, and then down to your stomach; licking a long stripe from your soft-skinned abdomen to your lower tummy.

he inches himself so close to your cunt, dying to see your seeping pussy as his big hands massage the plush flesh of your thighs.

“que cosita mas linda-fuck” he groans out, palming his deeply strained cock in his pants.

you reach your own hand up to replace it, beginning to unbuckle his belt.

your swollen pussy calling out to him, his thick fingers enter your hole causing you to arch your back slightly.

you moaned out, reaching your hips up to slide his fingers in stretching you completely. you leaned up a bit slightly watching him.

both of your eyes meet illuminating under the light coming from street right outside your kitchen window.

“you like this? just wait till my cock takes you full” he let out in a breathy deep tone causing shivers down your spine.

you palm him through his boxers, his jeans around his knees.

your nightgown was scrunched up around your hips as your titties bounce up and down by the rough fucking of Javíer’s fingers.

he just couldn’t get enough. the view of your soppy little hole letting lewder and louder noises.

you tried desperately to have his cock released from his boxers but he was determined on your pussy, his switching in between your swollen wet cunt and those innocent-fucked out eyes.

“m’close! ay coño!” you moaned out, your now erotic-laced accent sending Javíer’s mind into overdrive.

“Quién te está haciendo sentir tan bien-ah, cielo?” you were completely sprawled out onto your countertop with the way his fingers fuck into you.

“tú, papí, sólo tú” you moan out again like it is your prayer, finally pulling down his boxers so his cock sprung out.

he worked you closer and closer as you gripped basically almost ripping his shirt as you popped two buttons open.

“fuck! please! m’gonna cum for you!” you tearfully plead.

your eyes never left his as you pump the thick of his cock and he works you through your first orgasm.

he leans down to kiss you agressively, speeing up the pace of his fingers to work you quicker.

he must’ve been dying to be inside you. they move vigorously as your moans turn to yelps.

the pumping of his cock got a bit sloppy but never disconnecting from his base. your thumb loomed over his bead of precum as you massaged his tip.

Javíer’s fingers were coated with your pearly juices as you pant out.

you lean up, you werent tired. not with him atleast, not yet.

you were desperate to please.

one hand still pumping him, you take the hand that he stuffed his fingers inside you with and suck them clean, looking at him with such eyes.

Javíer runted himself into your hand before laying you completely down with one hand on your chest.

“dámelo papí” you whimper out, the hand that was once wrapped around his cock now trailing up to his chiseled chest and arms.

Javíer aligned you with him, your hips in his hand squishing the soft flesh as his head lowers to your chest, and sucking your nipple one by one.

your hands were running through his back, feeling each flex of each muscle with every movement he made.

once he pushes himself into your wet cunt, completely taking him in like nothing but he was far from nothing.

you felt his thick base stretch you as his long length slowly filled up. you felt every inch of him.

you cried out in overwhelming pleasure.

“esta gatìta tán perfecta” he groans out against your titty, his tongue licking patterns onto it.

you arch your back, chesting connecting to his lips more.

“s’big-fuck” you whimper as your nails dug into him.

“can you take it, princesa?” he teases cockily, slowly rutting his hips in and out of you. you give him a delirious smile; biting your lip.

you rise your hips to slam against his.

he was balls deep inside of you now, causing him to let out a gutteral grunt.

“pussy too tight for you?” you tease back, your nails dragging deep lines into his back as his gaze never leaves yours.

you were a brat.

that was all you needed to get Javíer to retract his hips from yours, just to thrust himself into you even harder.

the smile from your face falls as your mouth falls open and eyes roll back as his hips fuck into you so mercilessly.

“ah, you got a mouth on you.” a smile now appearing on his face.

your pussy took him perfectly, slipping him in and out as your pussy slushes with every movement.

“ay, papi!” you repeated like it was your favorite word and he fucking lived for it.

the way it left your lips like a mantra.

Javíer’s hips fucked you relentlessly at such a rough pace.

you swore your entire kitchen counter was shaking.

your kitchen items like your salt shaker tumbling over and the rack of coffee mugs slowly shifting from their original position on the counter.

eitherways, you were too cock-drunk to care.

the way he fucked you was better than anyone, he payed careful attention to all your behavior, being so keen with his touches.

you could say it was an advantage of being an agent, always having to pay attention.

“tómalo neña, sé que puedes, right?” he tried to keep up his dominate and teasing demeanor.

but oh, were you having him come closer to his orgasm than ever before.

Javíer’s small grunts turning into deeper and heavier panting.

each thrust slowly slowing down as he tried to keep his pace steady, not wanting to give in yet. it was hard not too.

your pussy hugged his cock like fitted clothing, as if your pussy was meant for him.

the thought of that was enough to have him twitching inside you and his mind going foggy.

“you like being fucked by DEA agents?” he spits out, sounding almost devilish as his hand find it’s way into your hair; pulling it.

“mmph! n-no-like i-i said…i wanted you! fuck-nngh!” you babble out, the only thing in your mind being his cock fucking into you.

“wanted me? is that right, neña?” he was reaching his orgasm, hips stuttering trying to keep fucking into you.

“yes! fuck yes Javí!” you began to yelp out, you swore you were clawing blood out of him as he hissed slightly.

“m’so close! m’so close! m’so close!” you babble out, tears forming in your eyes.

“ándele, te tengo princesa” he moans out with you, hips slowing down to match your orgasm.

your sticky bodies pressed together, your hands going from his back to the ruffles of his hair as he unloads his warm cum inside of you, mixing with yours making a sticky wet mess on your countertop.

you share your final heavy breaths together, still interlocked in his arms for a moment.

Javìer helps you up and off of your now sex-coated countertop. you pull up your nightgown, putting your arms through the straps of it “well, i hope i answered all your questions agent”.

you smile at him, handing him his leather jacket that was on the floor.

“ah princesa, i actually don’t do statements. they were gonna have an officer come in the morning, but well…i told them i can handle it.” he explains with a smirk as you walk him to your door.

you were dumbfounded, you werent the only one plotting.

“i left my number on your fridge, llamé cièlo”

🫧

I'm in love, I'm in love

Lovin' hurricane

I'm in love, I'm in love

Love in a hurricane

I've been bad, I've been wrong

Playing a dangerous game

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moonchildstyles · 2 years ago

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I kinda feel like Harry would take angel on a build a bear date 🥹🥹 cus like he sees how much she loves her bunny and she’d always wanted to go as a kid but her parents told her it was a waste of money :( so he’d take her one day as a surprise and they’d build a little white bear with pink flowers on it and both kiss the heart before putting it in :(( and he’d even tell her to pick out a couple outfits for it :(((( and “angel we have to get this little skirt for her it looks exactly like something you would wear!” 🥺

wait this is cute:( like she feels really silly immediately when they go in bc....h....this is like alot we don't have to do this:( and she's seen the vids on TikTok and things like that so she knows some of the sillier aspects and she doesn't want him to think he has to be here or had to have taken her to this but hes so sweet the whole time and but baby I know you love ur bunny so I thought it might be fun to make a friend for her don't you think? and hes just being soft and encouraging and if she wanted to leave he would have but the second they pick out a little bear he can see her getting so excited :( but oh my GOD:(((((( them kissing the heart together:((((( getting her one of the little smelly patches so she smells like birthday cake :( AND HIM FINDING CUTE CLOTHES FOR HER:((((((((((( hes got a little white skirt and maybe as a joke he gets the full little angel outfit I remember they used to have and hes like look! shes like her mom now! and its just silly:((( cute seeing someone like h help her dress her little bear and get it all ready for her to take home:((( AND THEN THEY GET TO NAME IT TOGETHER IM HURT:(

#anon #ask #aster inspo #concept

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desicroft02 · 3 years ago

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Beach Day- JJ Maybank x Fem Reader

So basically, everyone is busy, so you and JJ go to the beach together

You, Sarah, and Kie were having a "girls day" while JJ, John B, and Pope were out fishing. Figures right. They could've at least dropped you off at the beach or something. Oh well, the three of you soon found something to do. And by something to do, I mean sitting at the edge of the dock and spilling the tea. "Soo, Kie, you and Pope huh?" Kie lightly punched Sarah and said "Shut up." You laughed, and both of the girls stared at you. Kie wiggled her eyebrows and said Y/N, do you have a crush on anybody?" You blush slightly but rub it off. "Please. I literally only talk to you guys and the boys. Pope and John B are taken, and I very much DO NOT like JJ like that. Besides, I don't mind being single."

"Mm okay, so you talking to JJ alot more now and always asking where he is if he's not around means you don't like him huh?" Sarah giggled. Your eyes widened and Kie looked over at you. She was always the one to state the "No Pogue on Pogue macking rule", that is until her and Pope had their weird little thing. "It's okay if you like him Y/N, I learned that it shouldn't matter, because we all will still have eachother, and you can't stop feelings." Kie put her hand on your shoulder reassuringly. "Well, I wouldn't say I like him, I just think he's fun to be around, and he makes sure I'm safe. Besides he was fucking that blonde in the spare the other day. John B walked in on them, and I was in the kitchen making food when he ran out and I asked what happened, and he said "JJ's smashing some blonde in his room, I'm out." And after that, I left too because I didn't want to disturb them or quite frankly see either of them."

"Yeah and why's that Y/N? Why didn't you want to see JJ or this mystery blonde?" Asked Sarah. You thought about it for a moment before mumbling "Because I wish it was JJ and I cuddling instead of them fucking." Sarah squealed "Ha! I knew it! I knew you liked JJ!" You looked over to Kie who was laughing, and after she calmed down she said "Well Y/N, why don't you give him subtle hints you like him, or just oh I don't know, tell him you like him." You got up and said "Absolutely not! JJ sees me as a sister, and he doesn't even date. He has only ever slept with girls, you guys know that." "Come on Y/N, it's worth a shot, and maybe John B would know if JJ likes you. They tell each other everything. Besides, we can put you in a cute outfit, and have you try to win him over." Sarah said. You huffed and crossed your arms. "If JJ likes me, then he can deal with my usual outfit. I literally wear a bikini with jeans or shorts, and a cropped tanktop, or a big ass t shirt. I don't need to "look cute" for no man."

Another hour went by of talking when the boys finally came back. "Ugh finally! Can we all go swimming and surfing at the beach now?" You exclaimed. "Sarah and I are going out, and Pope is exhausted. And JJ, well he wants to smoke and drink." Said John B. You rolled your eyes. "Well then, Kie and I will go to the beach?" You looked over at her. "Actually Y/N I have to go help my parents, but tomorrow?" You sighed and said bye to them and went inside. JJ walked in shortly after. "Am I not good enough to hangout with Y/N?" joked JJ. You rolled your eyes and said "No. you're plenty fun to hangout with JJ, but the group of us don't hang as much anymore. Sarah and John B are usually gone, and now Pope and Kie have been hanging out, or helping their parents at work."

JJ looked down at you laying on the couch. "Well, we could always go hangout ya know. It would be the same as talking together with the group." You flinched at those words. "It would and could be different being alone together" you thought. "Okay, wanna go surfing and then swimming? We can smoke and drink later." "Don't have to ask me twice." He said, running to grab his board. You grabbed your bag that had sunscreen, sunglasses, and a towel in and grabbed your board and headed to the boat. JJ hopped on the boat with a cooler full of waters, and of course- a few beers, and set his board down. He started up the HMS Pogue and you headed off to the beach.

You guys talked on the way there, and you couldn't help but admire his hair waving in the wind, and the way his arms looked as he steered the boat. You realized you were staring, so you quickly looked away. He smirked at you "Like what you see Y/N?" "I don't know what you're talking about Maybank. I spaced out." "Mm okay hun." "Hey JJ? Who was that blonde over the other night?" "Oh? Her? Just some touron, no one I'll see again." You arrived at the beach and you burn pretty easily. Usually one of the girls helps put sunscreen on your back. Shit. "Uh, JJ, could you um, put sunscreen on my back? I know it's awkward but I don't want to look like a lobster." He looked at you in surprise; you've never asked him to do that. "Yeah, or else you'll complain for a week and a half straight like the last time you got burnt." "Hey! Not funny JJ!" You jokingly punched him.

While he put the sunscreen on you, you couldn't help but get goosebumps. You wondered what his hands would feel like holding yours, rubbing your back, and holding you. "Stop it Y/N, don't fall for him more." You said to yourself. "What was that Y/N?" He asked. "Huh? Oh, I was talking about the waves. I'll beat you there!" You guys surfed, and then you begged him to have a swimming race with you. Everyone hated swimming with you because you used to be a lifeguard, and you liked flaunting it. They were also scared because you'd always want to play duck duck death, which was a game used for training. It was so the lifeguards could make sure they'd be able stay afloat if someone drowning was pulling them under. In training, you drowned a 6' 3" man who was about 250 pounds, as well as got him off of you when he chose you as the person to attempt drowning.

"J.. wanna play a game?" You smiled. "Okay but, I'm telling you, I'm gonna win this time Y/L/N." "You could never." You challenged. You went into water that was about a foot taller than JJ, and jumped on his back, holding onto him like a leech. He eventually went under and you got off, and made sure he was okay. "I thought you said you could beat me Maybank." "Yeah, well I still have my turn." With that, he latched onto you, trying to pull you down. Wow. His hands are bigger than you thought. They covered half your waist. It kind of feels nice. You realized you got distracted and that you were going under. You tried getting him off, but you spent too much time daydreaming. Shit. You held your breath and went under, tapping him so he knew to get off. He ended up pulling you up worried "Y/N, are you okay?! You never lose, is something wrong?" You looked up at him and wrapped your legs around his waist. "Actually J, I'm better than okay" You smiled and blushed. You wrapped your arms around his neck and kissed his cheek. "Oh fuck. Um. Sorry." You threw yourself off him and swam back to shore.

"Now why the hell did I go and do that. He's gonna hate me." You threw a towel over yourself and grabbed your things and headed to the boat and sat in silence. JJ ran up "Y/N why did you run away, it's okay. I actually have been wanting to do that for awhile. And to be honest, I found out before I came inside earlier..." "Those little shits told you I liked you?! Ugh I can't believe them. Wait.. Did you say you've been wanting to do that?.." You blushed and looked up at JJ. "Yes I did." He grinned. You stood up and just stared at him. After a few moments of staring into his eyes, he leaned down and held your hands. "Y/N I have wanted you, I just didn't think you wanted me.." You looked up at him "JJ, I've wanted to be with you for awhile, but I never realized how bad I did until today." and you smiled.

He put his hands around your waist and leaned in. You looked at him, inches away from his lips, and looked at them. He must've taken this as a sign because he pulled you in and kissed you. His soft lips crashing down onto yours, it felt perfect. You wrapped your arms around his neck once again, and somehow managed to pull him closer to you. You couldn't stop kissing, you were running out of air, but you wanted this so bad. He pulled away for a moment looking into your beautiful (color) eyes. "Y/N, would you be my girlfriend?" You smiled so hard your face hurt. "Yes JJ, I will!" and you jumped into his arms.

On the way back to the Chateau, the sun was starting to set. "It's beautiful, like you" said JJ. You blushed and wrapped your arms around him. Once you got back to the Chateau, everyone else was there waiting. "I thought you guys were all busy?" You questioned. "We were, but then we came back early to see how it went with you guys." said John B. "Yeah we kind of told John B and Pope, and then we all told JJ about your feelings, because it turns out he told John B awhile ago he liked you. So, we all decided to meet back here after to see if anything happened between you two." Said Sarah. "Call us matchmakers Y/N. You're welcome by the way." Said Pope. "WHY YOU?!" You yelled while trying to chase them all around. JJ picked you up and threw you over his shoulder. "Baby, don't get mad at them, they were trying to help, and now look at us, we're dating now." You crossed your arms and pouted, but you were so happy you were together. "Okay fine. Thank you guys!!" you yelled. You then asked JJ to put you down, and you hugged him and said "I'm so happy we're together JJ." "I am too baby." he replied while kissing your forehead.

Thanks again for reading. I'm really enjoying writing these.

#jj maybank #jj maybank x reader #jj maybank imagine #jj maybank fluff #obx imagine #obx fanfiction #jj maybank obx

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xpeachesncream · 4 years ago

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acquainted | five

> series masterlist <

summary: the biggest goal of a grad student is to get through school in one piece - no petty drama involved, no sweating over the little things. however, that plan almost always never follows through. sometimes, you can’t help but fall into the most unthinkable, unexpected traps and learn the hard way. like, exhibit a: being unable to resist your engaged, substitute teacher, kim seokjin.

pairing: (2nd bts member to be revealed) x reader x engaged!teacher!seokjin

genre: grad school au, student life au | fluff, angst, smut (to come)

words: 4.2k

warnings: implied sexual content, cussing / mature language, relationship issues, angst, club scene, alcohol consumption, intoxication, seokjin is ready to risk it all cause reader is a huge flirt, the love triangle mess shall begin

notes: AH IM SORRY, THAT’S ALL I HAVE TO SAY?!? I TRIED to make this as fair as possible, but i..... clearly have an issue and just really wanted this to be messy lmao

tags: @laurynne5 @yiyi4657 @miinoongi @teamtardis-notdead @bluesharksandfish @photographic-girl (pls msg me if you would like to be added to the taglist!)

"Waddup bro." Namjoon steps aside to let Jin in. "Wasn't expecting you to come by since we're seeing each other tonight." Jin chuckled.

"Fuck, that's right." Joon laughs as he hands Jin a bottle of water before sitting.

"What, you forgot? You planned this for your own stepbrother."

"No, I know. Just a lot of things going on." He sips on his water, manspreading in Namjoon's loveseat in the livingroom. He tilts his head back and closes his eyes, the headache he felt earlier this morning no longer as bad, but still lingered. After getting home last night, he had tried to push you out of his mind, but failed miserably. It didn't help that he really and genuinely tried to clear the air with Grace, only for her to push him off and sleep on the far end of their bed.

"You alright? What's going on? I feel like I haven't seen you this stressed in a really long time. Last time was probably when you were planning your proposal." Jin softly chuckles, his head still tilted back.

"Yeah, it's been quite the shit show lately."

"Can't be that bad, can it? Have you and Grace been fighting?"

"A tad."

"A tad? The way you're acting right now says it's much more than a tad."

"We've been distant. Busy. We don't do things together anymore." He shortens the shpeel cause quite frankly, he's tired of repeating the story even though he hasn't told many people.

"Why don't you guys talk about it?"

"We can't communicate properly. I try, she gets even more upset and blows me off."

"It's probably just a rough patch in your relationship. I'm sure if you just give each other enough space, you could figure out how to fix things and have a serious conversation about where you both are at and what you need from each other. Remind each other that you're a team, and not working against each other." Jin's slightly shot his head up, his eyebrow raised.

"That's actually pretty solid advice coming from you."

"Shut up, you need help right?" Joon laughs.

"You're right though, it's just been hard. I feel like we've been constantly pushing each other away."

"You two are stubborn."

"Yup, that too." Jin sipped his water.

"I know that's not the only thing on your mind." If it was anyone in Jin's circle, you could count on Namjoon to figure things out before you can even say anything to him. "It's a little hard to believe you came over here to tell me this." In which, he's right. Jin never really talked about his relationship problems, let alone did he go out of his way to tell his friends what was going on. It was more of a thing that naturally came up in conversation when they were all together.

"Don't know what you're talking about." Joon shakes his head.

"Who is she?" Jin watches Namjoon's curious eyes as he leans into the palm of his hand. He was trying to come up with excuses or find ways to see himself out of his conversation, but he couldn't. Namjoon was too smart for this. If it were Yoongi or Hoseok, maybe he could get away with it. The only thing that Jin can come up with is a stupid smirk before he shakes his head and breaks eye contact. "See."

"See what?"

"That smirk. You can't tell me I don't know that smirk. I've been there before, dude. Who is she?" He repeats, causing Jin to succumb to defeat.

"She's a grad student in my creative writing class." Namjoon pauses before he bursts out in laughter.

"I need to sit back and get comfy on my couch for this." He says leaning back and crossing his arms. "She's a grad student? What's her name?" Jin nods.

"Y/N. 25 and so fucking attractive. It's frustrating." Jin groans into his hands.

"And you're telling me you see her more than just a distraction? I mean, I have to ask cause you are going through a rough patch with Grace." Although this is definitely not what Namjoon agrees with, he was only going to advise Jin on how to approach things. But execution-wise, it was up to Jin because this was his life. Namjoon was only part of it.

"She's smart, and she's fun. And.. she's refreshing."

"What did she do to make you feel this way?"

"She kissed me. In my classroom. And," Jin swallows the lump in his throat. "It happened again last night. It almost escalated into other things. But she stopped it." He quickly says because he can see Namjoon's facial expression changing. "She stopped it and she put me in my place because it just made things even more complicated. She said that we should keep our distance from each other."

"Which, she's right Jin. You really can't be doing this." Namjoon says sternly. "Please don't be stupid. This can hurt alot of people, especially since you're still engaged to Grace."

"I know, but likeeeeee--"

"No but's." Joon shook his head. Honestly, he didn't expect this behavior from Jin and it concerned him. "I can't force you on how to act, that's solely up to you. But you need to understand that it has to be one or the other, it can't be both. You either try and work things out with Grace and leave Y/N alone, or you call it quits with Grace."

"Y/N has been occupying my mind lately and it's been hard to push her out."

"Maybe that should be a sign as to what you need to do?" Joon sighs. "I don't know. I don't know her, so I can't say much, but are you really ready to throw away all these years with Grace for her? Like, is it really that serious?" Jin shrugged.

"I don't know, she doesn't want this."

"Correction - she doesn't want this because you're engaged. It's obvious that things would be different if the circumstances changed."

"I love Grace. A lot. We've been through so many things together, lots of ups and downs that taught us things."

"Yeah, and I love you both. I love Grace like a sister. But you can't stick around just because of history and because you both are comfortable, if that's what it really comes down to. It's not fair for both parties. If you find out that this is the end of your relationship with Grace, then it's the end."

"I'm just torn."

"Look, whatever you do, know that I support you no matter what and I'm always going to be here for you. But please do this right, no matter what that is. You can't have both of them."

"Yeah I know, I hear you." Joon nods.

"You're selfish, you know that?" Joon laughs. "You couldn't even introduce her to your single friends?" Jin smiled.

"Nope. Finders keepers." Joon rose his middle finger. "Just do me a favor and keep your mouth shut until I tell Yoongi and Hoseok myself."

"Sure, whatever. Not my battle anyways." He stood up and stretched. "So, where are we taking your little Jungkookie tonight?"

"The club so he can get some for his birthday."

"What a good older brother." Jin laughed.

"Is Grace in New York already?"

"Yep. I'm probably just going to head home and sleep until then. I don't remember the last time I stayed up this late, let alone the last time I went to a club."

"Yeah go home, and not to Y/N's house."

"Should I?" Jin joked, but Namjoon rolled his eyes. "I'm kidding, don't worry. Everything didn't just go in one ear and out the other."

"Yeah, please reassure me and tell me that I didn't waste time giving you advice."

"Oh my god, hurry up!" Jimin groaned loudly as he laid sloppily on your couch, getting restless while waiting for you, Ryujin and Taehyung to finish getting ready. To be fair, you all had been getting ready and fooling around for 2 hours, while Jimin sat patiently and watched whatever was on TV.

"Shut up, Jimin! I'm going to make sure I look good tonight." Ryujin yelled back.

"For who?"

"The dick I'll be getting."

"Why did I even ask?" Jimin sighed and dug his head into a pillow while you and Ryujin continued to yell and sing along loudly to every song that came through on your bluetooth speakers. "You all look good already, please, what else do you need to do?" He mumbled into the pillow. Don't get him wrong, he loves you all to death. He truly does. But it's just been such a long time since you all have gone out like this. He forgot what it was like.

"You know, she really means me." Taehyung tugged on his collar and swiped his thumb across his bottom lip.

"Okay, honestly. You two should probably fuck already. Get it out of your systems, you know?" You say as you dab lip gloss on your lips before shrugging and rolling your eyes. "Jesus Christ."

"Okay, no. You're supposed to be on my side, and that doesn't help." Ryujin's cheeks flush to a rosy tint as she pulls you aside. You knew damn well she was feeling embarrassed because it was true. She wanted to. Once Ryujin finally dusted herself off and was satisfied with her outfit, you both walked out into the living room to meet Jimin and Taehyung. Their eyes widened as they caught sight of you two, Ryujin in a pink, ruched dress with matching pink heels and you in a matching 2-piece skirt and low cut crop top.

"Oh shit, you both look good as hell." Taehyung says as he gets up and continues to eye both of you up and down. Mostly Ryujin, though. "Shall we head out?"

"Yup!" You say as you come to Jimin's side and lead the way out of your apartment. Jimin decided he'd drive tonight since he didn't feel like drinking too much, but he still wanted to go out and have fun. The crew headed to grab dinner at the Farmhouse Kitchen, which served the best Thai food in town. You all enjoyed some good grub, along with some really strong cocktails. You felt super happy that you all had time to finally do this since it's been a minute. You felt like you could finally let lose and get your mind off of things. The things that your dearest bestfriends don't even know about.

But, stories for other days. Tonight, you felt good and you looked good. You were all that and then some. Maybe tonight was the night you could meet a single, fine ass man to dance up on and act up with.

The cocktails were hitting you and Ryujin the most, already feeling tipsy before heading into the club.

"Wooooo!" Ryujin yelled before laughing out loud. "I'm ready!"

"Okay, yes, same, but please keep it together so we can at least make it inside the club." Jimin pleaded. He led your crew up to security, flashing your IDs one by one and paying for the cover fee before stepping in to the already packed nightclub. You and your friends ended up walking in a straight line, holding each other's hands to navigate through the crowd to the bottom floor. The top floor was the most crowded, being it was the house / EDM floor, while the bottom Hip Hop floor wasn't too jammed packed.

"Shots, my friends?" Taehyung asks as he swings over to the front of the bar. You follow behind him and line up against the bartender, asking for some good ol' Don Julio tequila. It wasn't your fave, but it was definitely Taehyung's go-to, and you can't lie, it got the job done quick for you. You all stick around the bar to take your shots, kicking them back to back [besides Jimin] to really get this night started.

As you waited for the final around, Taehyung is scanning the room and notices a group loudly making their way from down the steps and over to the bar. They were cheering on whoever the birthday boy was. A face in the group had looked familiar, so Taehyung squints his eyes to get a better look, and realizes its no other than Jin with his friends.

"Oh, shit! Look! Mr. Kim's here!" Taehyung laughs and says loudly, pointing towards the other end of the bar.

"Is he really?! Let's go take a shot with him and his friends!" Ryujin squeals as she sees him come into full view. You too, get a glimpse of him as they approach the bar and suddenly, you felt hot and nervous - the alcohol being of no help during this time. He looked good, and he didn't look like the already-handsome-professor you had. His hair was more natural, slightly curly, and almost like he had showered and let it messily air dry. The look was perfect on him. Not gonna lie, you were somewhat happy he was here to see how good you looked and part of you really wanted him to crave you until he couldn't take it anymore. You wanted to drive him crazy, and little did you know that you already were. It was a game you didn't mind playing, especially since you knew you couldn't have him.

You shouldn't.

"Ayeeeee! Mr. Kim!" Taehyung's ass yells with Ryujin cheering in the back. He does nothing but flash that smile of his while chuckling. His friends are all really handsome as well, one especially caught your eye with the way his wavy black hair fell down his eyes as he stood against the bar in black ripped jeans and a button up shirt. He seemed to be the youngest out of the group, but you were just assuming.

"Let's take a shot! On me!" Ryujin yells as she runs over with her loud ass. You follow behind her with Taehyung and Jimin, slightly hiding behind Jimin since you were feeling a little shy and awkward at this encounter. The events of the past days just flashed before your eyes, and you can feel Jin's eyes burning holes through you from your peripherals.

"These are your students?" You overhear as one of them looks behind at Jin and laughs.

"Yup." Is all he says, hands deep into his pockets.

"That's her isn't it?" Namjoon says in his ear, loud enough to make sure its clear over the music blasting. Jin simply looks at him without saying a word before returning his attention back on Jungkook, who he noticed was eyeing you. The look said everything to Namjoon.

"Do you know her?" Jungkook points at you and Jin nods.

"Why?"

"Why? She's gorgeous." His eyes light up, causing Namjoon to slightly choke and laugh behind Jin.

"Go for it." Is all Jin says. He's honestly livid right now, because the thought of someone else being able to get a taste of you while he hasn't fucks him up.

"Ohhh, boy." Namjoon sighs. "I hope you're truly over her or else it's going to get really fucked up, you know that right?"

"Don't worry about it." He says, dismissing him as he takes the shot from Yoongi's hand and immediately downs it.

"Hey." The black-haired cutie that caught your eye pushed his way through the group to come into full view. "I'm Jungkook."

"Y/N." You lightly shake his hand before tucking a strand behind your ear.

"I just wanted to say that you're absolutely gorgeous." He says cutely, his hands tucked into his pockets.

"Aw, thank you. That's so sweet."

"I, uh—"

"It's his 23rd birthday today!" One of the guys against the bar yells, grabbing Jungkook's shoulders and playfully massaging it.

"Yeah, it's his birthday Y/N! Give the boy some love!" Ryujin winked from where she was at.

"Happy Birthday." You chuckled as he nods.

"Thanks. Maybeeeee you can bless me with a dance after this shot?" He asked shyly. Boy, was he fucking attractive. You could see his thighs poking through the rips of his jeans, his sharp collarbone poking out from the unbuttoned portion of his shirt and his arm muscles defined even in the dark.

"Yeah, I'd love to." You leaned back against the bar as he stood next to you, waiting for the round of shots to come. "Are these your friends?" He chuckled.

"More like big brothers? That's Yoongi, that's Hoseok and that's Namjoon. They're Jin's friends. Jin is my stepbrother." You swallowed the lump in your throat as you quickly glance at Jin, who's side-eyeing you as he leans against the bar. You have got to be fucking kidding me. God was truly testing you.

"Ohhhh." You respond. "That's sweet of them to take you out."

"I honestly didn't wanna do much, let alone come to the club. It's not really my thing, but I'm glad I did or else I wouldn't have met you." He smiled, his smile being just as perfect as his stepbrother's.

"I'm glad I could make your birthday a good one after all." Ryujin suddenly comes to your side and gives your arm a good squeeze.

"He's a cutie! You better hop on that since Mr.Kim is taken." She says in your ear, pulling you into a hug.

"That's his stepbrother."

"Even better!" She exclaims, making you shake your head. You all gather and take the last round of shots in honor of Jungkook's birthday and shit gets wild, quick. Your group led them to the dance floor, partying together like you had known them since forever. It didn't feel awkward at all knowing it was Jin and group of friends, but it did get awkward when you felt the tension with Jin every time you were near him. He didn't like seeing you dance all up on his stepbrother, getting all handsy and touchy-feely when just the other night, you were straddling his lap, ready to risk it all.

Hell, what was he gonna do though? He couldn't do shit. Not with his people around, especially Namjoon.

You knew this. He didn't have to say anything for you to know he wasn't a fan of it. You'd catch him looking at you throughout the night, his eyes hungry and almost dark. Let's get this straight - there's no bad blood here. You're not mad or bitter [slightly]. You're just having your fun because you're single and can do whatever the fuck you want. You know he wants you, what's wrong with a little tease?

A couple of songs have passed and Ryujin has made her way through Taehyung, Yoongi and Namjoon, and now she was back to doing her own thing on the dance floor. Jimin has had a couple of ladies welcome themselves onto his lap, and he gladly accepted. You loved seeing Jimin have fun and you especially loved when girls swooned at the sight of him because he was deserving of it and he was mighty good looking. He always worked hard and never gave himself a break.

You, on the other hand, had been stuck to the hip with Jungkook and you had brought him deeper into the dance floor, away from the group just to get a little alone time. You had danced up on him majority of the night, his muscular arms always gently bringing you back against his body. You both were feeling some type of way with the alcohol running through your veins, but you weren't complaining one bit. Alcohol or not, Jungkook was fine.

"So, are you going to let me take you out on a date?" Jungkook asks in your ear, causing you to bite onto your bottom lip.

"I'd love to go out on a date with you." You face him, his smile going from ear to ear as he nods and starts taking down your number. To be honest, you could be here all night with him, but you decided you needed a break from all this dancing and from the crowded dance floor. You quickly excuse yourself to the bathroom, suddenly needing to break the seal really badly and freshen up. As you were exiting the bathroom, Jin was also exiting the men's bathroom at the same time. You both locked eyes, with you breaking the contact with a small, toothless smile before walking off.

"Y/N." He says, gently grabbing your wrist and pulling you back towards him. His body is against the back wall, both of your groups distant and not as visible from where you're standing. He looks down at you, his hand still wrapped around your wrist.

"Jin."

"You haven't said one word to me all night."

"I'm trying to keep my distance from you, remember?"

"You know that's not necessary." His hand was now on the small of your back, fingers gently caressing your back in small circles.

"It is. You know what you do to me." You say as you look down at his lips. Truthfully.

"And so do you." You can feel his breath against your skin and it sends goosebumps down your entire body. You're trying your hardest right now to not get turned on by this man, let alone throw yourself onto him. "This isn't fair, you know?"

"I gotta get back to everyone." You say, slightly pulling back.

"Just for the record," He gently pulls you back, his other hand lifting your chin. "Jungkook might have you right now, but I know in the end you'll be coming home to me and that's all that matters." He lets go of your wrist and walks away, leaving you slightly dumbfounded at the way he stood his ground like that. Your panties felt soaked, and you wanted nothing more but to ride this man into the next dimension. He was truly testing you, and quite frankly, you could burst any minute now.

"You okay?" Jimin says, lightly squeezing your arm. "You were gone for awhile."

"Yeah, long line." You lied.

"We're thinking about heading out, you good with that?" You nod silently. You look around to see Ryujin flirting with Yoongi and Namjoon, making you shoot him a look. "Not me, all you. Go get her." He shakes his head, chuckling.

"Alright, I need to say bye to Jungkook anyways."

"Oooh, Jungkook." He wiggles his eyebrows. You make your way over to the area that Jin and his friends are occupying, prying Ryujin's drunk ass away. You give Jungkook a tight hug and a kiss on the cheek, letting him know you'd be waiting for his text.

Finally, you all headed out of the club and into Jimin's car, Ryujin being the first drop off of the night. Thank God he had decided to drive, because all three of you were still pretty tipsy and in no condition to get behind the wheel.

"Y/N, listen to me. You need to hop on Jungkook because he's fine as fuck!" Ryujin's drunk ass yells in the backseat as Jimin is making his way to her house.

"Ouch, Ry, stop kicking my chair." Jimin whines.

"Y/N, did you hear me?"

"I hear you loud and clear, Ry. Thank you." You laugh.

"And you, Jimin! I hope you grabbed a ton of numbers because there were tons of pretty ladies feeling you tonight and you need a girl!"

"Perfect, thank you for pointing out how single I am." He says, making Taehyung snorts.

"What about me?"

"Shut up, Tae. You don't need shit. Mind your own business." You and Jimin laugh in your seats.

"Also, Mr. Kim was really eyeing the hell out of you tonight, Y/N." She adds, making you sigh silently to yourself.

"Actually, I concur." Jimin chimes in. "He couldn't keep his eyes off of you."

"Mistress Y/N." Taehyung calls out, causing you to turn and pinch him on the leg. If you haven't gotten it by now, Tae loves to tease the fuck out of you by calling you a mistress. It's been his thing since you got all googly-eyed for him. And you hated it. You truly wanted to fight him every single time.

"It was nothing. He was probably just drunk."

"Sure." Jimin responds. "Call it what you want, he was definitely feeling you tonight." The ride goes silent, which, you're happy that none of them are pressing on it. You were not trying to get caught up at this moment.

Ryujin gets dropped off before Jimin makes his way to your apartment, parking in the yellow passenger/loading zone. Taehyung is knocked out in the back seat, while Jimin throws his hazards on and walks you to the front door of the lobby.

"Thanks for driving, Chim." He smiles and pulls you into a hug.

"No prob. Call me if you need me?" You nod. You walk in and get into the elevator, Jimin and his car disappearing in sight. You take a deep breath and sigh because you had been having an internal battle since the moment you stepped out of the club.

You were losing.

You stepped out of the elevator, only to step into your apartment to quickly freshen up and throw on comfier clothes. You find yourself heading back downstairs to meet your Uber. You knew exactly where you were going and you knew exactly what you were doing.

But you didn't give a fuck. You had been dying to get your needs fulfilled and the only person you wanted was a quick 25 minute Uber trip away.

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chronic-claire-universe · 3 years ago

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Hi! I love this matchup event you are doing and wanted to participate! Congrats on 500 followers!!

My mbti type is INFJ and my ennegram is 4w5. I love music and fashion. When I am bored, I'll listen to music and scroll through pinterest for outfit inspiration and different clothing trends. I am mainly introverted, but am the type to be social around people I am close with. I am a very sentimental person and enjoy finding meanings in the most basic of things. My love language is quality time and my preferred love language to recieve is words of affirmation! I have ADHD, so I tend to talk alot about useless things and daze off into space when people are talking, but I swear im listening! People say im empathetic, altruistic, and caring. Sometimes I may come off as rude or blunt, but I genuinley don't mean to. I just don't understand sometimes that the truth can be considered rude 😅 I don't like going outdoors because butterflies scare me. My goal in life is to be a mom one day, as I love kids and I want to give my kids the love and childhood experience I never got to! I am forgetful and get confused pretty easy 😅 I need to be told things upfront or I won't understand. So if someone is lowkey flirting with me, I won't pick up on it 😅

Fandoms: Haikyuu & My Hero Academia

Sfw headcanons

Hey Atlas welcome to this anime ice cream parlour! Hope you will consider this place as a virtual home where you can be blunt as much as you want, I have the same problem and also I have an hard time understanding sarcasm, hope this help you! Time to match you up, and here we are with the ice cream cone:

Haikyuu: Yuuji Terushima

aLet me start my rambling on why I can see you with him: Teru is an energetic, extroverted and really intelligent person, someone like him has the right skills to put you at ease.

I figured that the first time he saw you he tried to flirt just like he did with Kiyoko but your answer left him quite surprised "Ehi , what's your problem with showing your tongue?" you say with wide eyes, perking your head, and really trying to understand him.

The smirk disappeared on Yuuji who genuinely smiles and says "Nevermind, I'm an idiot! I just find you pretty and I'd like to ask you for a date!", same expression on your face, sweat eaves from his forehead, but suddenly you say "Ok!" making the bleached guy jumps.

Yuuji is someone that hasn't really the concept of private space, he's constantly bringing you to social event and loves to show you off to his team and classmates.

Talking about class do you know he attends the advanced course? He's a biology nerd and you cover him with questio that he enjoys answering.

He loves studying with you and most of the time he admires your furrowed expression while you try to resolve algebraic calculation, with a crayon between his fingers he points a finger to a sequence and this helps you resolving everything.

During chilling time he loves to go out to pet cafè, the first times you were really scared going out but he helped you shielding your body with his one and suddenly you feel protected and without anxiety.

You made a pact, if you want to stay at home you have at least to go to his match, it doesn't matter if you in the last bleacher far from everyone, but it's important that you're there.

Post-time skip Teru is an hairstylist, he loves his job and talking to customers, you love going to bring him his bento for lunch and him in exchange loves to treat yours and daughter hairs, yes you have a daughter and little son that he's some months old.

My Hero Academia: Hizashi Yamada

Blonde guys are your destiny, nah joking, it's just that I see you with extrovert people not to full of themselves.

Present Mic is an extrovert person but understand your struggles dealing with crowd, so if he likes to bring you out on a date he rather prefer an intimate restaurant and walk by the night, to enjoy your company.

You spend some dates with Aizawa and you have fun cuddling his cats and playing with Eri, seeing you with her snapped something with him.

You had your son not long after, being a pro hero and teacher he prefers his private life to stay that, but once it happened a thing. He lost his photo of you and the baby, searching for something in the wallet, Midoriya and Todoroki ran to him to give back the photo and froze seeing that there was a woman and baby really similar to him.

"P-present Mic sensei, are you married and you have a baby?" Mic just turn his head with cross mirk and says "Yes why? Is it so strange?" the guys just blushed and stuttered that they never thought that he could be a family man and here he was smiling with shiny eyes thinking about you, they understood that he was deeply in love.

Mic loves the simply life you have together, it helps him to get away to popular UA and interviews.

When he comes home, he loves kissing you on the lips and taking your son while you finish the dinner for the 3 of you, he's overall a present dad and he knows how to take care of your baby.

Act of service is what he loves the most, he often takes care of you simply doing housechores when he's at home and taking your son to let you sleep more.

A deep relationship full of daily tranquillity and some holidays from time to time

Atlas I finished hope you like this!

#haikyuu #terushima yuuji #terushima x reader #terushima fluff #my hero academia #present mic #present mic x reader #present mic fluff #my hero academia hcs #my hero academia x reader #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu fluff #my hero academia fluff

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sluttymutty · 2 years ago

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Short blurb:

SilcoXM!Reader

#Nsfw #Roughlove #Possessive #jealous #Silco

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"Imagine silco x m!reader going out in an outfit silco bought him and silco getting jealous of all the women swooning."

•Silco just bought you a beautiful dark red suit made of velvet and shiny black accents. You loved it, it was definitely his taste. He had it tailored just for you for this special meeting on topside with an important and trusted client.

•When you arrive, you feel nervous and self conscious. This suit was rlly flashy and it made you feel a little off with how everyone was looking at you. Silco would tap your shoulder lightly and nod his chin to the food court. Thank the gods, there was free food.

•As you take a concerning amount of food onto a tiny plate, a group of women come up to you. "Hello handsome, any room for 3 more?" Your to focused on not dropping any food on the floor or the new suit. They follow you to a small table in the corner, silco told you not to converse with any of the higher class topsiders in fear of you getting taken away. But these 3 women didn't look to important. "Oh, thank you, it's a new suit" the women giggled all together, one of them crossing their leg over the other. "It looks absolutely stunning, especially on you~"

•You get nervous and feel a little uncomfortable, you don't particularly like when strangers flirt with you. You're trying your best to look focused on your sparkling wine, its alot better suited to you than the beer and whiskey. Alot of the guests seem to love the whiskey, especially silco.

"Well, I'd love to get to know you, maybe out if the suit?" The main women of the group lightly put her hand on your knee, now feeling extremely uncomfortable you lightly tug away. "I'm sorry mam, but I'm not available to women.." they looked at you in shock, the leader not fazed at all. She tried to scoot closer to you, and lay a hand on your flat hand on the table. "I can give you a better time than eny man~" She's obviously drunk, her friends look uncomfortable and wander away out of embarrassment. Obviously this wasn't their idea of fun. You where about to shyly decline again, but a hand grabbing your hand after swatting away the lady's surprised you. Silcos smooth voice excused the lady with less than a happy glance.

•Silco would impatiently tug you along to the door, closing it behind the two of you. You where surrounded by an empty hall decorated with marble statues and silk curtains. The exit of this place wasn't far along, but to your surprise silco pulled you the opposite way, Into a dimly lit office. He looked absolutely stunning as he glared down at you, you felt wrong for finding this so attractive but you couldn't help it. "I don't like when you let strangers touch you" the sudden bark of his voice brought your attention back to him. "You're mine" silco stepped closer to you. You backed up into a desk, your hands not knowing what to do as they hover awkwardly, afraid to touch him. He pins you gently to the desk, both yours and his hands flat on the dest. His face close to yours, to close. You where blushing, no doubt. "Only mine..." his voice was soft but demanding, leaning in to kiss you. His lips surprisingly soft, it didn't take much for him to dominate the kiss, one of his hands reaching up to your jaw in a strong grip. Pushing your mouth open. God his taste was amazing.

• He tasted of tobacco and whiskey, he obviously had a drink not to long ago with how strong the taste was. The hand on your jaw moved down to you tie, hooking a finger under it and tugging slightly as he pulled away. "Understand?" You sheepishly nodded, he dove into the kiss again, more heated this time. A small whine escaped into his mouth, his other hand finding a resting place on your him, lightly toying with the soft velvety hem. You wiggled under him, getting more aroused than you'd like to admit. He pulls away enough to let out a breathy chuckle. Trailing his hand from the hem of your suit jacket to the now noticeable tent in your pants. Silco hooked you back into the kiss as he palm'd your stiff cock, Earning him a, quiete moan from you. His hand sliding down to the zipper and slowly tugging it down. He deepend the kiss with his hand puased just above your crotch, then pulling away and flipping you around. He made wuick work of your pants and undid them just enough to touch you. His nose brushed your ear as he whispered "I'm gonna leave so many marks on you no one will even dare touch you again." His voice smooth and deep shadowed with a dark chuckle. You could feel your cock twitch at those words. God he sounded so good.

•Before you could say anything his hand dipped under your boxers and wrapped around you. Your head falls as you brace yourself on the desk, stiffling a moan down. Slowly and teasingly he started to stroke you, humming in your ear when he reaches the head. Approving of the small bead of precum leaking through. Smearing his thumb over the head you jolt, god he was gonna ruin you. He moved one hand to your chest, lightly dragging it up to your neck. Giving it a light squeeze, you shudder. He keeps his hand on your neck as he slowly pumps his fist around you, drawing out small quiete pants and moans from you. As he worked you to your edge, he tightened his grip on your neck, just in the right places to restrict air. It didn't take long before you wjere a shuddering whimpering mess under his touch, barely able to whine out a noise without him squeezing your neck. His hand pumping around you so deliciously, he was tracing over all your sensitive spots. Your only warning for your undoing was a breathless gasp and shudder. Silco smiled in approval releasing your neck and drawing his hand out if your pants as he straightened his posture. You looked over your shoulder to see him whiping your cum off his hand, looking at you with a sly smirk. You where sweating, your suit at risk of being ruined and your composure completely destroyed. How could yoy go back out there and pretend you weren't doing anything? Silci hummed in approval at the sight of you. "Clean yourself up with this" he hands you his handkerchief, you look down to see you got some on your suit pants. You where devastated, silco tried to assure you it was fine you didn't need to worry, but this suit cost him so much money you felt horrible. Silco could on chuckle as he help you in a hug as you lightly sobbed, completely astonished on how he ended up getting such a lovely partner.

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