#haven't reblogged them in a hot minute. my boys!!

[wazabii]

NIPPLE PIERCING | BAJI KEISUKE

summary: you are an owner of a tattoo + piercing shop and a pretty boy books an appointment to get both. Reblogs are appreciated~

content warning: piercings and tattoo's, dom reader , pretty boy, semi-public, baji , i know nothing abt tattoo shops, I wrote this at 1:07 in the morning, reader is referred to master,{y/n}-

minors do not read! if you do you will be tainted ig? >:(

Working as a tattoo artist is not as easy as it seems. Sure, it lets your imagination run wild but the constant fear of disappointing your customers and ruining a tattoo is always there.

It's been a long ass day for you and you can't wait to skedaddle the fuck outa the shop, but God was remembering all the bad things you've done like come on man! Burning a child molester's house down with him in it is not a sin!

The sound of the bell in the shop chiming indicated that someone has entered the shop.

'I really need to change the closing time to 30 minutes earlier so they don't come in one minute before the closing time.'

Miss girl was done with life.

One thing great about being a female tattoo and piercing artist was that girls aren't afraid or that shy with you. That's why you more successful than yo big bro ;).

Sure you've had a couple o crushes and minor flings here and there but nothing was serious the other party knew this was not going to escalate more than a make out and neither did they disagree with that.

But boy was your last customer hot. He was panting with glossy sweat trickling down to his neck rose red tongue slightly sticking out and silky black hair looking like he just modeled for a Sunsilk ad. He has some good fashion sense too, with a midnight black choker with multiple silver chains attached to it , amber see-through shirt and lose marine blue jeans.

' Thank god I haven't closed yet! If i did i would have missed this amazing opportunity!'

" hey! What can i do for you?" You said in a slightly raspy and tired voice. And god, was that shit hot.

"Thank god Im not late....." The pretty boy muttered.

"Hey! I was thinking if you're not running late for anything and if you can..... May i get a tattoo and piercing please?"

"Where do you want to get it and do you have a picture of what you want to get?"

" I went it on my chest and the piercing i wantitonmynipple " his words were fumbled and you can't exactly understand them

" honey im gonna need you to speak a little slower on the piercing part"

" I want piercing on ...... my ..ni- nipples" Finally he got the clogged up words out of his mouth but he feels pretty embarrassed about having to say that in front of a lady that is so pretty godly amazing eye-catching magnificent wonderful blessed seggs- ok i'll stop >:).

" OHHH you wanna nip piercinmg? Don't worry hon i've done piercing on a few girls before but not on a guy that's a handsome as you~"

He was ready to bomb himself for the embarrassment but the praise sent blood gushing to his cheeks and especially t his dick-

"Come'on hun gotta lay down... unless you want it standing up"

You tried easing the stranger which you found out his name is keisuke. A hot name for a hot stranger-

the tattoo was easy a feathery arrow with a small pair of chopsticks acting as it's bow.

You deid to innturupt the silence.

" yu know? Funny how a few hours ago a blondie asked for the same tattoo as you. You know em' ?"

"Did he have an undercut and greenish blueish eyes?"

"so you do know him..... a tat for best friends?"

"yeah........BUT IT WAS A DARE"

Keisuke looked like he is pretty embarrassed about getting the tattoo but you find it adorable how eyes darting from left to right wanting to meet anything but yours, the tip of his ears are dusted with a coat of rosy pink.

'if his ears and neck are such a beautifully flushed shade of pink i wonder how flushed his dic- Y/N STOP BEGONE HORNY THOUGHTS'

Stuck in your........ interesting thought process, you couldn't hear baji calling you.

"-Y- EY- HEY? Miss tattoo artist? I've been calling you quite afew times..... are you okay? And you've already finished my tattoo...."

oh. i'm done with his tattoo? since when?

Oh. OH- it's time for the piercing-

I know that I've done this a shit ton of times but gah damn I feel like a train wreck.

A speck of flush sprinkled on his cheeks 😏 as he slowly almost as he was teasing you pulled his shirt off.

OH MA LAWDY LAWD IS THIS MAN 🙏 so damn fineeeee😫😫😫 meaty arms that flex unconsciously as he moves to cover himself pecs that look like real boobies #stanmanboobies.

"s-stop starina-hh"

it's as if your hands had a mind of theyre own. Moving the pads of your fingers around his cotton pink nipples. Steadily swirling them to the background music of the shop. "take it slow put it down on me" and indeed you took it slow just like the lyrics had said.

You ripped of your shirt which now left you with only a sports bra, and climbed on top of the pretty boy. Ploddingly grinding on his rampant crotch you took the tie that was ripped off with the shirt and tied his wrist together.

"M-mas-ter-r sto-p teasiNG"

Master. Master was all he said and only that was needed to makeyou loose all self control.

"you're so sensitive baby~" the tiredness in your voice vanishing instantly and getting replaced with a mischievous tone.

"master please please please PLeASe"

"please what baby i don't know what you're saying" you almost started feeling bad as you know you were being a little mean but KEY WORD: ALMOST.

"ma-master..." keisuke looked ashamed of saying it out loud but you weren't gonna move unless he says it. #airforceenergy #periot

Keisuke looked into your eyes clearly flustered but says it anyways.

"master please ride my dick suck it DO WHATEVER. JUST PLEase use me...." voice gradually shrinking, he pleaded with the last braincell he had.

[annathesillyfriend]

Hello friends! Last two months were just madness but I'm back! I finally had time to get up to date with my tbr and to put together this little list!

I wanna remind you just how important reblogs and feedback are! While I was less active some of my favourite writers have decided to deactivate or delete their works because they didn't get enough recognition. My heart is broken but I can't blame them, I totally understand it. So please - if you read and enjoy a story, share it with others and give it some love!! Thank you!

To all the writers - I love you and I appreciate you so much!

To all the readers - please, share the fics you read and love. The reblog really makes the change! It’s the least we can do to show our gratitude.

Also, please, mind the writers’ warnings!

🌻TOM HOLLAND🌻

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Gone swimming (AO3)

Single dad Robert takes his adorably cheeky son to swimming lessons and didn‘t expect the teacher to be that hot.

A/N: based on this post

A/N 2: I thought I'd post it like this too since the 'original' version is hidden in reblogs

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"With all this water around the village, he should learn to swim." Robert reasoned while filling in the sign up form for Seb. "You know I fell into the river as a kid and nearly drowned, I don't want that happening to him."

"Of course not. But you've only just moved in two days ago. You haven't even unpacked yet." Vic argued. "If you wait until the summer we can teach the boys together. David and I can take Harry and Theo too."

"Just sign them up now." Robert shrugged, looking over the form to make sure he'd filled everything in correctly. "It's never too early for them to learn." He handed the form back to the woman behind the desk. "Don't you agree?"

"Oh uh, yes, yes, absolutely. My youngest is six... I should sign her up too, come to think of it."

"Better hurry up then Vic, looks like the class is filling up quick."

"I can email you a form if you like. If you just give me your contact information."

"I'll have to discuss it with my partner. I'll know where to find you when we want to sign our kids up." Vic settled on.

"When do the lessons start?" Robert asked, pulling the woman's attention back to the matter in hand. "Or can he just join in?"

"I have two openings. One on Thursday evening and one on Saturday morning."

"I think we'll go for Saturday morning."

That Saturday Robert dragged an unhappy four year old to the pool.

"You're going to love it. There are lots of other kids and I bet your teacher is really nice."

"Are you coming too?"

"I'll stay and watch the whole time, I promise."

"But you have to swim too." Seb insisted.

"It's for kids only. And I already know how to swim." Robert explained again. They'd been having the same discussion since he'd first told Seb about his swimming lessons.

"You can show me how!"

Robert mentally rolled his eyes at his son.

"Just give it a try today. If you really don't like it, we'll think of something else."

"I really don't like it."

"Nice try. If you really don't like it afterwards, we'll talk. Now come on, let's get you changed into your swimming gear or you'll be late for your first lesson."

Fifteen minutes later Seb was happily splashing in the shallow end of the pool with a boy his age he'd just met and declared his new best friend.

Robert himself had changed into shorts and a t shirt and convinced himself to take a seat on the bench next to the pool instead of going into the water. Though he watched Seb like a hawk, ready to jump in if necessary.

"First time?" A woman with a thick Scottish accent asked him as she sat down next to him.

"Is it that obvious?"

"Only a little. But don't worry, my nephew teaches this class, your son is in good hands."

Robert nodded and bit his tongue to stop himself from mentioning the woman's nephew was also late.

As if on cue a man carrying a bunch of pool noodles and other floaties walked over to the other side of the pool and put his supplies down, before taking off his flip flops and getting into the water with the kids.

He introduced himself as Aaron and let everyone introduce themselves too, and then turned around to where Robert was sitting along with some of the other parents.

"I'm Aaron, I promise I'll keep a close eye on all of them." He smiled and Robert suddenly felt like he was 15 again with his first crush on a boy.

He had a nice smile, gorgeous blue eyes, and Robert would be lying if he said he didn't like the way he filled out his uniform.

Aaron put the kids through some floating exercises and when he asked for a volunteer to go into the deep end with him, Seb was the first to raise his hand.

The deep end still wasn't very deep but Robert could tell Seb was getting scared when his toes couldn't touch the bottom of the pool anymore.

"Don't worry, I've got you." Aaron told him, keeping a hand on him at all times. "Nothing is going to happen. I won't let it. Just try to do the same as we did over there."

Seb nervously glanced over at Robert who tried to hide his death grip on the bench.

"Is that your dad?" Aaron asked, trying to get Seb to focus on him instead of panicking. "Is your mum here too?"

"I only have a dad." Seb told him.

"Yeah? Well then do you want to show your dad what you can do?"

After a beat Seb nodded, and with Aaron's help, he floated from one end of the pool to the other.

Coming to a stop right at Robert's feet.

"See? You did it!" Aaron said, giving Seb a high five.

"Did you see that daddy?" Seb asked excitedly.

"Yeah. It was great." Robert told him. "Your teacher is pretty great, isn't he?"

Aaron smiled up at him.

"Just doing my job."

He helped Seb swim back to the rest of the group and continued his lesson.

By the end of the hour, the kids were tired but when Aaron told them they could play in the shallow end of the pool until the next group was ready to start, none of them seemed to remember that.

Seb was playing with the same boy as before and Robert made a note to figure out which parent he belonged to so they could set up a playdate.

He went over his schedule in his head so he could suggest a day to the other parent when suddenly someone sat down next to him. He hadn't even noticed the woman from earlier had gotten up.

"So. How are the nerves?"

Robert turned his head and looked right into a pair of sparkling blue eyes.

"What?"

"Most parents are nervous the first time... but I was worried you were going to go right through this bench the way you were gripping it."

"Oh... uh... yeah... I uhm... I guess I'm a little over protective."

"I noticed."

"It's not that I don't trust you or anything." Robert rushed to say. "It's just... it's his first lesson and we just moved here and it's just the two of us because his mum couldn't take care of him and... and... you don't care about any of that... Sorry."

Aaron laughed.

"Don't worry, it's fine. I always like meeting new people." He looked Robert up and down, obviously checking him out. "Especially if they're as cute as you."

Before Robert's brain had processed what had just happened, Aaron was back in the water and making the kids help him gather their supplies.

The next few Saturdays, Robert did his best to focus on Seb's progress but his eyes were constantly drawn to Aaron.

Aaron whose blue eyes were going to be the death of him. Aaron whose uniform clung to him in all the right places when wet. Aaron who the kids all adored. Aaron who was fast becoming Seb's favourite person, and by week 4 they were the first to arrive before the lesson and the last to leave.

Robert had promised Seb a pizza and milkshake after his lesson, and for once didn't mind the long wait until their food was done. He'd hoped Aaron would come into the cafe for lunch too and he'd have a chance to talk to him about something other than swimming lessons. Only after almost an hour, there was no sign of Aaron, Seb had finished his lunch, and there really was no reason for them to hang around any longer.

So Robert had gathered their stuff and the two started to make their way home.

"Aaron!" Seb suddenly yelled when he spotted the other man in the car park, and ran over to him.

"Hey Seb, you did good today mate. Maybe we can move you up to a more difficult lesson soon."

"Is that with you too?"

"Yeah, just a little later."

"Can I, dad?" Seb asked Robert who had just caught up with them.

"Uh.. we'll see..."

"Are you going home now?" Seb asked Aaron.

"Yep. I'm done for today." Aaron replied. "What about you, are you going home too?" He looked over Seb's head at Robert.

"Dad is taking me to auntie Vic's because he has to work." Seb told Aaron. "He's always working."

"Someone has to pay for your new trainers and your swimming lessons." Robert reminded him.

"He's so boring." Seb whispered at Aaron, a little too loudly.

Aaron laughed.

"I don't know, I think he's pretty interesting. I reckon he knows how to have fun."

Robert looked Aaron in the eye and tried to think of a reply he could say in front of Seb.

"Maybe you can be daddy's friend. He doesn't have any friends."

"Seb!"

"Yeah, I'd like that." Aaron replied and turned to Robert. "Give me your phone, I'll put my number in."

Robert hesitated for a second but then handed the other man his phone.

"Maybe we could go for a drink some time?" he asked Aaron. "This one can sleep over at my sister's... So I won't have to rush home..."

"Sounds good. Text me."

"Right. Yeah. I will."

"Alright. See you around." Aaron said and walked away to his car, leaving Robert and Seb to go find theirs.

By the time Robert had put Seb's stuff in the boot and made sure the boy was properly strapped in, he felt his phone buzz in his pocket.

He got behind the wheel and quickly checked it. A text from an unknown number. He knew who it was from before he even opened it.

Hey this is Aaron. I live in Mill cottage. Come over for pizza and beer tonight?

Robert wanted to reply but then another text came through.

Or we could skip straight to dessert.

[katherinadeluca]

II - P O I S O N

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TW: Fingering, dub-con, adult dialogue, Slight exhibitionism, semi-public smut, enemies with benefits

THIS IS FANFICTION IS ORIGINAL NO ONE HAS BEEN GIVEN PERMISSION TO REPOST IT UNLESS IT’S REBLOGGING

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Pairing: Deatheater!Draco x OC(but you can pretend it's y/n)

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Summary: Draco fingers reader/oc in potions class

"Like the stars miss the sun in the morning skies..."

-Lana Del Rey

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I mindlessly twirled the eagle-feather quill between my fingers, unable to pay the least bit of attention to Snape's droning, uninterested tone.  I turn the other way, simply to be met with Harry staring at me in a kind of trance. He immediately looks away, ashamed to have been caught looking. Course Cassy has told me of the fact that Potter is well... interested but I could be least bothered by it. He has an awful lot of predicament and besides I whole-hearted thought he had a bit of a thing for the Weasley boy- none the less, he isn't Draco. As much as I hate to admit it, Malfoy just happens to have an effortlessly attractive aura that it seems almost magnetic.

"Miss Lightwood. Would you care to tell us what is that much more interesting than my lesson."

"It's nothing Professor-"

"It doesn't seem like nothing. Now tell us Miss Lightwood, If I were to be poisoned, what must I do?"

"Uh..."

God! I can almost hear him smirking his perfect white teeth off beside me. Snape sighs, clearly disappointed. I don't understand why he finds me so distasteful. I might just be the singularity of a Slytherin he doesn't find worthy of his partiality.

"Perhaps Mister Malfoy can enlighten us."

"Bezoar, professor. If they were to be poisoned one must ingest a stone of bezoar." His tone laced with a flurry of simplicity.

Minutes into the lecture he finally speaks.

"You do understand that I only answered because I was told to, yes?"

"Piss off."

"Oh, you wound me darlin," Mockery practically dripping from the words. "and I'm well aware that you don't completely despise me."

"Funny because the only thing I don't hate about you is what's in your pants,"

"You do take it like a good girl don't you." He chuckles, leaning in. His tone, soft and raspy. His hot breath chaste against my skin. I shiver slightly.

The very sentence awakens a heartbeat between my legs.

"Oh fuck you."

"Already did, love."

I tried my hardest to seem casual as I pressed my thighs together, desperate for even the least bit of friction. Unfortunately, he seems to have caught on, for he moved his hand to rest on my thigh, slowly gliding it under my skirt. The sensation of his cold hand against my honey coloured skin, addicting. I attempt to snap my legs shut but he pries them apart with his thumb and fore-finger.

Malfoy unties the draw-string of my thong, leisurely pulling it off and stuffing the black material into his pocket. He circles his thumb around my clit at an agonizingly slow pace. I let out a soundless whimper, to which he smirks, still playing his digits around my slickness, calmly navigating through my folds but never giving more than he intends to which causes my need for him grow.

"For someone who hates me, you appear overly needy for my fingers love."

"Just fucking do it." I grit out, latching his forearm

"How fucking polite." He rolls his eyes.

With that, he pushes two digits into me. Thrusting at a sedated clip, he massages the outside of my clit with his thumb. My throbbing cunt allowing him to push in and out with ease. Leaning my head on the table, I attempt to mask my contorted expression.

"Think I haven't noticed Potter's gaze practically glued to you all morning?" He growls, "Let him see who makes you feel good darling." Malfoy curls his fingers into my folds, carefully stimulating my g-spot.

I choke out a small affirmative, feeling a familiar ball of pleasure beginning to reach it's crescendo. In a spur of the moment I grab his vacant hand and lace our fingers in a last-ditch effort to prevent myself from crying out. He seems slightly taken aback but holds my hands in his. The gesture is small but still pushes me closer to my climax.

"He's looking." Draco whispers, fastening his pace

I clench around his finger and give his metacarpus a tight squeeze. He doesn't stop sawing his digits into me as I spill onto his fingers with a quivering breath.

Careening back in my seat, trying to catch breath, I look at Draco to see him licking my juices off his fingers with a playfully leer expression causing me to roll my eyes. I sit back straight, only to realize that our hands are still intertwined...

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-Mischief Managed/*

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M O O N L I T P L E A S A N T R I E S || D.M by Katherina_DeLuca

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Reader and harry on their honeymoon and they get a little freaky.. well a lot

Genre: smutty, NSFW(read at your own risk)

Warning: oral, blow job intercourse, dirty talking, sweet talking

Pairing: harry styles x reader

Word count: 3k

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Birds chipped outside your window, a cool breeze blew through making the curtain move, you laid in the king size bed waking up from your sleep. You and Harry had just gotten to Greece last night from your wedding. Of course your wedding was the most magical thing ever. You and Harry had tied knot and now you were Mr and Mrs Styles.

You both didn't waste anytime getting to Greece for your honeymoon. Harry had been holding off on intercourse, he thought he was going to make it far, but when he saw you in your killer wedding dress he was set on edge. Last night when you got to Greece you both went at it a couple of times even though it was the middle of the night. It was worth it and you both couldn't wait to make so many more moments worth it your whole honeymoon week.

"good morning darlin'." You turned around to the door to see harry walking in shirtless with a tray of food in his hand. "Good morning." You laughed sitting up against the headboard. Harry sat the tray over your lap, it was filled with orange juice, pancakes, waffles, eggs, and bacon. "I made it myself." Harry announced happily as sat down beside you.

"this is very nice harry." You leaned over kissing his check. "Thank you." "You're welcome. Well eat up because there's a lot we're going to do today. Going to go down to the water, take a deep 'n and then go Out shopping and for lunch. Maybe we'll go back to the water, but we'll see." Harry took a piece of bacon, popping it into his mouth. He got up right after he kissed your cheek. "I'm going to take a shower now."

He walked away to the bathroom sitting off of the room. An muffled okay came from your mouth due to the food that was currently in it.

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You finished up Breakfast in less than 10 minutes. Harry was still in the bathroom when you finished, You decided to go and Join him.

You walked into the bathroom and shut the door behind you. Harry wiped his hands over the foggy glass to see you. "What you doin wifey?" You snickered at his nickname for you. "I came to join you."

You pulled off His your shirt and panties. You tossed them on the floor, you climbed into the shower with Harry. The warm water ran down your body making you moan. Harry smirked as he watched you throw your head. Your wet breast came into his view, harry felt his dick rise a little at the sight.

You opened your eyes seeing Harry's on your chest. You smirked. "My eyes are up here Mr styles." Harry tore his eyes away from your chest, he was blushing like a teenager boy. "Sorry."

"don't apologize." You leaned in kissing him seducingly. Harry hand came to your back side, he grabbed your ass harshly pulling you against his hard. His tongue slipped into your mouth making you moan.

You pulled away from him panting. With a second to spare you got down on your knees. You took his member in your hand gently, you placed feather light kisses on it as you looked up at Harry. His mouth fell open and his hand went to the back of your head.

With your eyes still connected to Harry's you licked his tip tasting his precum. Harry let out a moan that was long and deep. You felt yourself get wet and it wasn't from the shower.

You took his length into your mouth, your tongue felt the salty, vainy feeling of his shaft. You moaned when he reached the back of your mouth. Harry watched as you let out a gag. He felt like he was on cloud 9 with that pretty mouth of yours.

You took your left hand as you emptied him out of your mouth. You stroked him looking up into his eyes. "You like that huh?" You spit on him before stroking him some more.

"yes love. Ya'mouth feels so good." He pushed the stray wet hair out of your face. You took him into your mouth again, you bobbled your head up and down him going extra deep. Harry moaned, sucking in his breath sharply. He felt himself twitch in your mouth. "Fuck, 'm going to come baby." Harry grunted out. You looked up at him, you watched his face change as you sticked out your tongue and touched his balls. That was enough to send harry over the edge. His warm seed filled your throat. You moaned at the salty taste but didn't stop your bobbing until harry was pushing you off.

You stood up and kissed harry. He could taste himself on your lips. "You're so good to me baby doll." He mumbled as he pulled away from your mouth briefly. "Yeah well be ready because I'm going to be good to you all week." You kissed him again and chuckled lowly with Harry.

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After yours and Harry's "shower" you both got ready and went down to the beach. Lucky for you both it was quite empty. You were the first to get into the water, It was pretty cool but not to cold.

Despite what you thought harry was a drama queen and thought it was cold. He kept snuggling into you and whining about the temperature. Eventually you got out with harry and decided to sunbath.

Your eyes were shut as the sun beamed down at you. You didn't notice harry looking at you with a smile as you did what you did. He was so in love with you and he was so happy you were his wife forever and always.

"harry you're staring.. again." You opened one eye and peered over at harry. He sighed shutting his book. "I know baby, ya' just beautiful."

"well thank you." You snickered before shutting your eyes again. That didn't last long because you opened your eyes to ask him a question. "You aren't hard again are you?" You looked down to his swimming trunks, sure enough the hot bastard had a tint in his pants. "Harry!" You whispered yelled. "Come on baby, we're on our honeymoon. And besides you look so fucking hot right now." He smirked as he leaned closer to you. You rolled your eyes and kissed him. Before harry can let it get heated you pulled away.

"we're going to enjoy our time at the beach. No sexy time." You shut your eyes going back to sunbathing, Harry's little pout didn't go unnoticed by you either.

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Staying at the beach ended up lasting longer than you expected. Harry behaved, you got lunch, and also got in the water again. You were surprised he last another hour at the beach, but when you got back to your suite he wasn't no time.

His hands held your thigh up as he pressed you against the door. You felt him press against your wet swim wear. Harry pulled away "Let's take this off."

You pulled off your wet bikini, tossing them to the hardwood floors. Harry did the same with his swim trunks. taking your hand harry pulled you into the bedroom. He pushed you down on the bed making you giggle. Harry laughed as well as he climbed over you. He kissed you, his slight moans making an appearance. His hands made their way from your waist to in between your thighs. He ran two of his finger through your slick fold making you moan. "Harry please fuck me." You mumbled against his lips as he pulled away. "Be patient doll."

Harry sat up and took his cock in his hand. He was long and no matter how many times you took him it always made you nervous.

Harry pressed his tip into your fold, he went up and down for a few seconds before he he pressed into you. As he sinked further and further you let out a moan, toes curling in the process.

Once harry was further enough in your dripping cunt he began to thrust into you. It picked up in no time as you both adjusted. The room filled with both of your moans.

Harry hammered into you as he held your legs apart. You fluttered around him as you felt him hit your g spot over and over again. "Fuck harry, I'm going to come." "Come for me baby."

Harry leaned down and kissed you to drown out your moans as you came. Harry wasn't far behind, he came deeply in you.

He kept kissing you until you both were down from your high. Harry pulled out of you and plopped down beside you. His chest rose and fell just like yours.

"that was amazing." Harry turned to his side looking at you with a grin. "Yeah it was." You turned over kissing him. "Now let's take a nap until dinner time. What do you say?"

Harry hummed yes, he pressed a kiss against your head, shutting his eyes letting sleep take over his body.

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The 5 store dining place harry had picked out for the night was lovely. You got a room in the back where no one was, it had a nice view of the glowing city in the background, pretty lovely. You and Harry chatted of course, harry about his upcoming music and you chatted about your business and how you couldn't wait to put out more ideas. The night went smoothly all the way through dinner.

After dinner you and harry walked back to your room. Harry couldn't help but put his hands on you; even after so much sex this man couldn't get enough.

"harry I have to open the door, stop kissing my neck."

You groaned as you pushed the key into the door. Harry chuckled as kissed your neck one more time and then pulled away. You finally opened the door letting yourself in.

Before you can even get a word out your back was up against the door with Harry's arms caging you. You looked up at the green eyed man who now had a grin on his face. "Why are you always Horny Harold?"

"I don't know, but I think it's because you're extremely hot today." "We had sex twice today."

Harry sighed, "I know but I still haven't got a chance to eat that sweet pussy." Harry voice came to a whisper when his sentence finished.

You growled at his words before you kissed him hungrily ready to give him what he wanted.

It was only the first day of your honeymoon, but you both have had a really decent amount of sex already. That week was going to be crazy and you both were ready for it.

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I didnt read any of this so if there's any mistakes let me know

[huxianposts]

I COMPLETELY forgot who posted this but there was this one tumblr that posted Pegoryu with ‘Koi no Yokan’ and I was like OMG YES, but then after a while I think an anon sent in ask about that and was like ‘Okay hear me out—Koi no Yokan and Coup de Foudre cause Ryuji’s Zio and lightning and thunder and he was the flash of lightning that made Akira fall in love’ AND I WAS EVEN MORE LIKE YES YES YES YES

BUT NOW I CAN’T FIND THE POST OR BLOG SO I FEEL I SHOULD JUST LET YOU KNOW OF THE EXISTENCE OF THIS AND HOPE YOU CAN SEE IT FOR YOURSELF ONE DAY

I ain't gonna lie, for hot a minute I thought Koi no Yokan was a band, and that Coup de Foudre was a song, and I was like, I don't think I've heard of them before but I will do it for pegoryu-- AND THEN MY PEA BRAIN REBOOTED AND WENT, YOU DINGUS, THEY ARE WORDS WITH DEFINITIONS. And THEN I remembered where I heard Koi no Yokan before and I went on a fever manhunt through my tags for it and I believe it is this post by @kareofbears!

here's the link to reblog ahaha! Though, I did not see/cannot find the Coup de Foudre follow up, sorry (￣y▽,￣)╭

but YES, YES YES YES!!!! We have the definition phrase for koi no yokan, but for coup de foudre, I've found, it's "an astonishing occurrence; especially : overwhelming love at first sight", and for your bit you mentioned "The moment when "lightning strikes" or something unforgettable occurs that you want to capture forever".

And I am literally shaking. It's so perfect for them. Not only am I shook at the slow burn aspect, but the lightning metaphor and imagery is so immaculate. Like holy shit!!!!!!

Anyway, long ass talk (me just rambling bc i haven't slept for a while LMAO) under the cut, sorry! But know that my Pegoryu heart just got reignited, so thank you, anon 😎

In my headcanons, I honestly see Akira being the one that falls first. He looks and acts reserved restrained, but he gets attached to people fast (the power of friendship, babyyyy-- my boy is a shonen jump protag), and Ryuji being that first re-connection back to the rest of the world, literal zio, lightning storm, thunder-- To Akira, there is a time before Ryuji, and then there is a time after Ryuji. Ryuji is... someone, something, an event that happened to him. Lightning strike that shifted the world a few degrees different.

Like, of COURSE, if it were anybody else-- I do believe Akira would've saved them, would've stood up, would've become someone more than what was given to him. But there is something so narratively delicious that he meets Ryuji first, and this is the person that woke up something in him, that he took one look after that first dungeon and sees recognition-- that core trait of protection being reflected back. I've said it in some posts before, but like, there was a writing choice for Akira to fully start his journey with the Chariot arcana, rather than Magician; The Chariot tarot card is all about overcoming challenges and gaining victory through maintaining control of your surroundings.

Akira at the beginning of the game is someone defined by loss: of his old life, reputation, and of control. I know the awakening theme for P5 is about rebellion, revenge, anger-- and he does embody all of that! But his core is to protect. That's what got him into his situation; the world punished him for standing up for someone else, tried to tell him it was a mistake, and it was wrong. Even after having dreams about Igor hinting at his future, meeting Sojiro, seeing how weird Shujin is-- it's meeting Ryuji, accidentally going into the dungeon, and having this stranger try to protect him-- that's what wakes Akira up. His lightning flash moment. Ryuji happened to him, and validated his core drive to protect; Ryuji looked at Akira, a stranger, and didn't debate on the merits of saving some guy who could be good or bad-- he just did it.

Akira woke his persona to save others. And as defined by the Chariot-- he overcame his challenge (fear of action due to what had happened before) and gained victory through control of his surroundings (reconnecting with the world and people, gaining a persona granted him control of his circumstances, etc.).

Ryuji is the overwhelming, unforgettable lightning strike.

Maybe Akira doesn't fall in love right at that moment. But I do believe he falls a lot faster, and that he recognizes the impact in meeting Ryuji. But again, his restraint does not let him voice any of this (because Akira is still very defined by fear); he knows what he feels, he just lost his voice in admitting anything truly vulnerable.

Now, on the other side, I headcanon Ryuji embodying koi no yokan perfectly. A lot of it is also Atlus having everyone adore Akira (which, deserved. Akira deserves good things), but it's my headcanon and I'm explaining the process.

I honestly believe it takes Ryuji longer to truly connect in a way that HE finds matter. It's easy to help strangers, but it's hard to let down your guard to allow someone at your soft belly; this is exemplified with Ryuji's prickly countenance, and his quick reaction to anything that could cause harm to others/the group. A lot of that is from the stuff that happened to him prior the game: Kamoshida breaking his leg, ostracization by his team and school, his own guilt, and hell, the lightly mentioned family history in his SL.

Like, chains are a big symbolism in P5: restraint, being literally chained down by society, yourself, etc. And in comparison to the main cast, his story happened outside of P5 plot (no connection to Shido, and his story was not jumpstarted by the Metaverse); Ryuji... just happened in the plot. Things happened to him. And he's been living his life defined by those things, chained down by external forces but also by his mistakes.

That's why, on a narrative level, it really makes sense that Ryuji's whole SL is about recovery, progress, and freedom. Everyone else is finally stepping into their story, so to speak, but he's the one moving on, because his story was done before the game even began (and that Atlus just did not give attention to, lbr), and change is an inevitable part of life.

But there is also the delicious juxtaposition of Ryuji's themes of freedom mixing with inevitability, though. Just the possibilities of internal struggle, you know? Like, if my life can change because I will it, because I seek freedom and that is an active process- how does inevitability play a role? Fate isn't real, it can't be (because does that mean half the bullshit in my life was doom to occur?), because that is a painful thought-- but. Akira.

Akira is someone that became inevitable to Ryuji's story; just as Ryuji was the lightning strike to Akira's life to wake up and recognize himself again, Akira is the inevitability of change for Ryuji's stagnancy. Because Ryuji is an active person in many ways-- staying in one spot, staying stagnant is what hurt him most, and just meeting Akira was.

It felt like the tide pulling from the shore, the sun setting, moon rising, world turning on its axis every day. Normal, devastating inevitable forces.

Their meeting was by chance, but did Ryuji really think he could stay the same? Did he think he could stay the same in his loneliness, after having met Akira?

He didn't fall first, but on some level, Ryuji knew that all the roads he ran on would lead back to Akira.

And while Ryuji may struggle with his own themes of freedom and inevitability-- I think he ultimately accepts what he feels for Akira, and makes new meaning of the two concepts for himself: "I guess bein' free...it's like how I feel when I'm talking to you, man."

Finding freedom in that inevitable love, because at the end of the day, Ryuji has the choice to choose that written piece, or reject it. And he chooses take it and make it mean something, changing in the way that matters to him.

Anyway. Thanks for reading this far LMAO. But anon, whoever you are, thank you for your ask, because I am literally this image rn

[sunflowersunshinevol6]

Surrender

Pairing: Harry Styles x Reader

Warnings: dominatrix, pegging, rough sex, oral sex, sub/dom dynamics, spanking,choking, mommy kink, just nasty filthy shit

Summary:When Harry is stressed and tired of being in control he comes here to her.

A/N: I am a slut for subby needy Harry. Requests are open, feel free to send me one and please remember to reblog, comment and like, it is always appreciated

Everyone has their addictions. Some people were better at hiding them than others.

Harry was really good. No one knew what he was into.

He enters the dark club with his head down, hoping none outside had seen him coming in.

"Mr. Styles. Welcome back." He hands the hostess his black card.

"I want Y/N." The hostess smiled knowingly.

"I'm sure she'll be happy to see you." Harry's dick twitched as she handed him back his card. The club was dark, red light glowing and illuminating bodies sprawled on couches and the floor, at the bar, it smelled like sex and sweat and alcohol. He shook himself, trying to loosen up.

The hostess led Harry down a narrow hall, stopping at a door on the right at the end of it. She turned, leaning up to kiss him on the cheek.

"Have fun." He smiled, nodding at her as he opened the door.

Harry was in control every second of every day. Everything was planned, on his shoulders, it got overbearing.

"Oh...Hello Harry." As soon as the words left her pretty mouth everything washed away. Harry's shoulders relaxed and he stumbled forward towards her, he needed her, he needed this.

Y/N was the first and only dominatrix he had ever been with. She took care of him, fucked him good and the aftercare was amazing. Anytime he was in New York he would pay her a visit.

"M....mummy." he whined, reaching for her. She let him hug her, burying his face in her shoulder. Mummy was something he called her on accident the first time they'd been together. However she liked it and demanded he address her as such whenever they played.

"Hi baby boy, you miss me?" He nodded as she stroked his back. She pushed on him slightly, cueing him to back up. He took her in, eyes raking over her body.

Y/N wore a tight black PVC body suit with garters and black stockings, her boots came up to her thighs, the heel long, thin and sharp. Her hair was pulled back out of her face, ruby red lips smiling at him dangerously. He loved it.

She observed him as well, taking in his rugged appearance, he looked so tense and wound up. She would take care of that in a minute.

"On your knees boy." Adrenaline pumped through his veins as he eagerly fell to the floor. Y/N stood over him, she grabbed his hair harshly, running her fingers through the soft curls. He moaned, body arching slightly at her touch. "You been a good boy since I last saw you?" He nods, looking up at you through hooded lashes.

"So good," he whined when you tugged his hair at the roots. "So good. I promise." You trail your fingers down his cheek, rubbing your forefinger against his lips. You tapped his bottom lip gently, coaxing his mouth open, he sucked your finger into his mouth quickly, licking and sucking on it. His hard on was already straining through his pants and he'd only been there for a few minutes.

"I'm gonna take good care of you baby," you say breathlessly, pulling your finger out of his mouth. "Make you feel so good." You grabbed the collar of his dress shirt, yanking him back to his feet. He was quite a bit taller than you, yet he looked like a lost puppy, arousal written all over his face. You reached down to palm him through his pants.

"M...mummy." he groaned, leaning forward to rest his forehead on your shoulder, he was putty in your hands.

"I want these pants off and I want you on your hands and knees boy. Gonna fuck you so good."

You pushed him away, giggling slightly at the way he fumbled to pull his pants off and get in position on the bed. The power you held over him was intoxicating, you were high off it.

He looked at you over his shoulder, watching as you reached for the black riding crop he loved. He watched you walk to hin slowly, tapping the crop on your palm, once you reached him you dragged it against his skin, causing him to shiver as you brought it up his spine and towards his mouth.

"Suck it boy." You command. He takes the crop into his mouth willingly, moaning against the black leather. "My good boy." You praise, pulling the crop out of his mouth. You step back, cracking the crop against his ass sharply. He gasps, jerking forward. A red mark forms on his pale skin, you reach out and rub the sore skin soothingly.

"You want more?" You ask him in a teasing tone. You haven't even done anything yet and he's already white knuckling the sheets on the twin sized bed he barely fit on. "Been a while since you've been punished huh?"

"Yeah....god yeah mummy. Too long." He keened, rocking slightly. You lift the crop again, bringing a harsh slap against his already red cheek.

"Count."

"O-one..." he stutters as you bring the crop down over his back side. He cries out, counting each time the cold leather meets his skin, he feels incredibly aroused, his dick so hard he's not sure how much more he can take.

You climb up on the bed behind him, throwing the crop to the side after ten smacks and reach around. He sobs slightly when you grab his dick, it's thick and hard, precum smearing on your hand as it dribbles down towards his balls.

You reach up and grab his hair, yanking his head back roughly to whisper in his ear. "You're such a bad boy, getting so hard while mommy spanks you." You suck beneath his ear, causing shivers to roll over his body as you stroke his dick, slowly, torturously, he tries to buck into your hand and you bite down on his neck, warning him not to move. "Relax baby. You'll come. More than once." God he loved your confidence. The way you took control, man handling him made him feel so good, so free. He didn't have to think, he didn't have to be responsible. Just do.

"F....fuck....shit." he groaned when you smeared precum on his tip, tugging him roughly, he could feel the arousal pooling in his belly. He was so close, so close to cumming.

"Cum for me baby. Slick up my hand with that cum." He roared, cumming hard into your hand, groaning and panting as you finally let him buck into your hand, riding out his high. His muscles clenched, heat flooding through his body before relaxing. He collapsed on the bed, burying his face in the pillow, his shirt drenched with sweat.

"Oh baby so good." You praised, kissing behind his ear. You rolled him onto his back unbuttoning his shirt and helping him slide it off his shoulders. You gazed at his tattoos, tracing the butterfly on his sternum with your finger tips, he arched up into your touch.

"M..mummy?" He gasped. "Wanna taste...please let me taste." You sit back, watching him for a minute, you loved to tease him, watching as his eyebrows crease with desire.

"Beg me." You leaned back on the bed, spreading your legs and revealing your cunt to him, already slicked up and wet from watching him come undone. His nostrils flared as he sat up and on his knees in front of you, he reached out, looking to you for confirmation before placing his hands on your knees, the leather of your boots soothing his burning hands. He licked his lips, hungry for you. "Beg me. Now." You hiss.

"Please...please mummy. Wanna taste you. Wanna make you feel so good. Please....wanna thank you for letting me cum. I need to." The whine in his voice and the neediness in his tone was almost enough to make you cum right there. You didn't always get off with a client. But with Harry, you always could. He was just so...willing.

"Lick mommy up good baby," you say, leaning back on your elbows. He grinned, hoisting your thighs over his shoulder as he dove into your went folds.

You gasped as he latched onto your clit, sucking softly, his tongue teasing and playing in your folds. His nails dug into your thighs, nearly ripping your stockings as he yanked you closer. You could never tell him, but he gave the best head you had ever gotten.

"Just like that baby, oh," you reach down, fisting your fingers into his hair as you begin to ride his face, pushing him further against you.

He grunted, sucking and licking at you harder. His tongue entered you, licking at your walls, darting in and out as he sucked your clit. You felt your body starting to stiffen, arousal filling every inch of your body, you were climbing high.

"Fuck...fuck baby...always so good for me...." you yank his head back from you, going off script you tug at him, yanking him up over your body. "Fuck mommy." You command, seeing how hard he had become again, just from eating you out. "Fuck me good baby. Hard."

Harry wasted no time, always wanting to please you. He slams his dick into you, burying his face in your shoulder as he begins to fuck you. Your hands scramble, digging your nails into the skin of his back, almost hard enough to break the skin. You hear the bed banging against the wall as he continues slow and hard thrusts into you, grinding his body against your clit every time he goes back in.

"Thank you....thank you for letting me fuck you..." he admonished, the gratefulness in his tone turning you on even more. You bit down on his neck hard, sucking a bruise into the skin. He didn't care, you could mark him anyway you wanted and he would proudly wear it.

"Harder baby. Fuck me into the bed." He does as he's told, slamming into you as hard as he can. The sound of skin slapping, bed banging and panting all that's heard as you climb closer to your high.

"Kiss...." he mumbled into your ear, his breath hot on your neck. "Can I kiss you?"

"Yes." You hiss. He leaned down, mouth open as he devours you, swiping his tongue into your mouth and wrestling with yours. You taste yourself on his tongue, you suck on it, causing him to groan and his hips to stutter. You were close.

When your orgasm hit you screamed. You didn't mean to but you couldn't help it, heels digging into his ass, nails deep in his back, dragging down his skin as your body arched and he fucked you harder, dragging out your orgasm. Your mind went white as your blood boiled and adrenaline rushed through your veins.

He pulled out of you, still hard as you came down from your high. You looked at him, noting you had done a number on him, a dark purple bruise forming on his neck and no doubt claw Marcos on his back. He smiled at you shyly, going to kneel in front of you again.

"You're still hard baby." You say as you regain your composure, puttingbthe mask back on and ready to keep playing. "Do you want to cum?" You asked. He nodded. You got off the bed, going to the one dresser on the sparse room. The florescent lights glinted off the metals itemsnin the first drawer as you dug through it, searching for something.

Harry hissed when you came back with lube and a strap on. One of his favorite games.

"On the bed." He does as he's told, laying on his stomach, ass arched in the air. You climb up behind him, squirting some of the lube on your fingers. "Gotta loosen you up first baby. Then I'll fill you up with this....you like it don't you?" He nods, swallowing hard as you begin to probe his hole, slipping one finger in. He hissed, he hadn't been stretched out in a while.

Harry hisses as you push one finger in. You wait for him to adjust and then slowly move your finger in and out of his ass, "I'm gonna add a finger baby." You say, waiting for his nod before pushing another digit in. He moans, arching slightly as you begin to twist and curl your fingers, fucking in and out of him slowly. By the time you add a third finger he's whining, rubbing his dick against the bed, humping with desperation.

"You ready for me baby?" You ask after a few minutes, pulling your fingers all the way out much to his dismay. You see him nod furiously against the sheets. "Words."

"Yes...please....please mummy fuck me." You sit back, pulling the strap on around you and buckling it secure. Harry watches over his shoulder as you lube it up, before placing it right between his cheeks.

"I'ma go slow....seems like it's been awhile since you been fucked like this." He hums softly and you slowly push in, reaching up to rub his back gently as he tenses. "Relax baby. It'll hurt if you don't." He takes a few breaths before his body relaxes. You slowly continue pushing in, until your flush with his ass. You sir there for a moment, letting him adjust to the feeling.

"P...please mummy. Need you." Harry grumbled into the bedsheets. You begin to move slowly, pulling in and out with soft, slow thrusts while he adjusts.

"Feel good baby? Like being fucked by mommy?"

"Yeah." He says breathlessly. You begin to move a little faster, grabbing his hip hard, nails digging into the skin there. He groans, fisting the bedsheets.

You lean down, wrapping your arms under his, body laying flush against his back, your body suit rubbing roughly against his skin, not that he minded. Your hand wrapped around his throat, the other intertwined with his against the sheets as you began to fuck him into the bed, harder.

"C...choke...please..." Harry whined. You complied, squeezing the hand around his throat slightly. He gasped, squirming against you, trying to thrust back against the strap on. You knew he was rubbing his dick against the bed, the friction probably feeling amazing to him.

"Tell me when I hit that spot babe." You whisper in his ear, sucking on the lobe before burying your face in his shoulder, grunting after an extra hard thrust.

"T....there....mummy don't stop....please. please." You loved how needy he was, always begging, always wanting you. It spurred you on. "'m gonna cum," he gasped, gripping your hand tightly.

You pulled out, the tip of the strap on still on the edge of his hole, before shoving on as hard and deep as you could, choking him in the process.

Harry gasped as you hit that sweet spot. That, you choking him and the friction against his dick was too much. He screamed pathetically, clawing and squirming against the sheets as he came, trying to ride the high as long as he could, eyes rolling back and body trembling as it ripped through him.

It didn't last long enough.

You pulled out of him , unbuckling the strap on and letting it fall to the floor. You went to the night stand, pouring some water in a bowl and wetting a rag.

Harry's back was destroyed, rug burn from your dress and claw marked him up good, the skin red and raised, looking tender to the touch, his hole looked swollen and bruised, but he sighed contentedly, letting you press the cool rag against his skin

Harry would be lying if he said this wasn't his favorite part. He rolled onto his back stiffly when you coaxed him, letting you wipe the cum off his belly. He jerked, hissing when you touched his dick. You apologized quietly, before gently cleaning him off.

You leaned up, brushing your hand through his hair gently. "You did amazing baby." You kissed his forehead, he couldn't help but smile.

The sun was just coming up when Harry ducked out of the club, back burning, hole sore but fully content. He couldn't wait to come back to New York and see her again.

[vampirecatboy]

Okay Genshin for the fandom blorbo + other characters list meme

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my blorbo: Kaeya. it's Kaeya. he stole my heart from minute one and my god do i love an ice character with fur in their design. plus he's like, technically a very sad character but he doesn't act like that at all which is both hilarious and heartbreaking. and i mean. i designed one of Kira's future boyfriends (and possible additional husband) with several of his features, this one should be obvious lol

my scrunkly: Gorou. ohhh my sweet boy. my little woof woof. he's my precious son who i love with all my heart. remember squee? he makes me do that. i can't talk about him because all my words turn to babbling because he's so cute.

my scrimblo bimblo: Keqing. while i don't know if she's underrated by the fandom since i'm not all that active in it aside from reblogging fanart, i feel like i never see her on anybody's teams. plus she's one of the characters you get if you lose the 50/50 (that's how i got her after all) and i feel like people might take her for granted.

my glup shitto: Ayato. not really obscure, but he appeared in the distance in one animation and i lost my shit. he was a faceless character for so long that once i saw a vague drawing of him i was like "THERE HE IS THERE'S THE MAN OF MYSTERY"

my poor little meow meow: Childe. he's the only problematic one i can think of, but he's also pretty pathetic if you really think about it. he's a harbinger and they didn't even tell him about the plan for Zhongli's gnosis. what a loser lmao. also i beat him first try when i had to fight him like, git gud lmao

my horse plinko: Diluc. i think it would be funny to torment him plus i don't dislike him enough to send him to superhell. fanartists make him hot and i like when i see ship art of him and Childe or Thoma and he's shorter than them and he's got that high ponytail. i just want to make fun of him all the time, but i also wouldn't mind seeing him get railed. you know how it is.

my eeby deeby: Scaramouche. i haven't even met him in game yet, but i see so much about him and i'm so sick of this little bowl cut twerp. please leave, i don't like you.

[blairwriting]

Miss Missing You (a Mikey Way one-shot/short story)

"So what's the plan?" You ask your friend, Mikey. You both had been running for days, trying to find shelter. You are low on supplies and food, and your body is weak from expending energy without the proper nutrition needed. You wouldn't survive long if you kept this up. You both knew that.

"I don't know." He says sadly.

You sigh, "we need food, Mikes."

"I know."

The two of you continued to walk through the dilapidated city, that just a year ago had been thriving, but was now nothing but ruin.

You walk in silence, the only sounds heard were low whistles of the hot wind. The sweat covering your back increased as the scorching sun beat down on you, and your throat feels like sandpaper from the lack of water. You walk the lonely, long-forgotten road of the city holding onto the last bit of hope you had that you would make it through this.

The silence is broken as a piercing scream echoes through the crumbling buildings. You and Mikey look at each other before running after who- or what- that was. After a minute you find the source of the calls; a young boy around your age cowering in the corner of one of the stone ruins, while two zombies slowly and creepily approach him. You and Mikey pull out your knifes and take down the foul creatures, avoiding getting bitten, knowing that if you did it would not end well. If you were bitten, it would turn you into one of those gruesome beasts unless it was in a place where you could use amputation, like an arm or leg.

After you were sure they are dead, you hurry over to the trembling boy.

"It's okay, they're gone," You comfort him. He looks up at you through his fogged glasses, his blond hair is matted and messy.

"Thank you," He says.

"You're welcome. What is your name?" You ask.

"Patrick," he answers, standing up.

"Well, Patrick, would you like to join us? We need more people on or side," you smile slightly.

He shrugs, "sure, it sucks when you are alone. Especially now," he says, glancing at the broken land.

You guys start off again, keeping our weapons close.

-

It was now nightfall and you decide to stop for the night, seeing as you are all exhausted. You are going to stay up and keep watch for the first few hours, the it was Mikey's turn, then Patrick's.

The two of them are sound asleep, and soft snores are making their way out of Mikey's partially open mouth.

It's peaceful, the moon is full and the wind is now cool and feels good on your sunburnt skin. You sit in the comfortable silence, looking up at the starlit sky. It's beautiful.

After an hour or so, you hear grunts coming from somewhere off in the distance. You look around and don't see anything, but you are still worried. You scoot over to where Mikey lay in blissful sleep. You softly shake him awake; he groans and keeps his eyes closed.

"Mikey, I think something is close," you say hurriedly and fearfully.

He opened his eyes shoot open, but a second later something pounces on you. You scream out of shock and attempt to fight off the zombie on top of you. Mikey is quick to grab a gun and shoot it in it's head, but it is too late. You feel blood pouring from your neck, and the venom making its way into your bloodstream. You look up at Mikey and Patrick, (who had woken up from the commotion) both of them wear broken expressions. Patrick, who you haven't known for long, looks as though he was fighting tears, and Mikey had fallen to his knees, tears falling freely.

"No..." he whispers.

Your vision is starting to blur and your insides are twisting and You feel like throwing up.

"Mikes, I can feel it coming," You cry.

He sobs harder. You start coughing violently, purging black spit and blood.

"You have to do it," You say hoarsely. he knows what You mean. He has to kill you.

"No!" He cry's.

"You have to! I can't become one of them!" You sob.

"I-I can't! I love you!" He confesses.

You freeze, "w-what?" You ask, your voice hardly above a whisper.

"I love you! I have loved you for years, and now I'm loosing you."

"I love you too, Mikey," You say softly, putting your hand under his chin and tilting his head up to look at you, "but it will hurt you more to see me as one of those...things."

"B-But I can't," He mumbles, "how will I go on without you? You are the only thing that gives me hope."

You look at him with sadness, "things are better if you stay."

He looks you in the eye; he knows he has to do it. He nods slowly, more tears falling down his face.

He grabs the gun beside him and shakily points it at your head.

"Sometimes the person you'd take a bullet for is behind the trigger," You whisper.

"I love you," he says once more before a loud band rings through your ears and everything goes black.

Word count: 883

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