#hiiiiiiiiii everyone...

[pompillar]

I suppose it's time for a pinned post?

🚈🍎🚎🍏🚌 Hey y'all! You can call me Professor Pom (or just Pom), welcome to the apple bus! Take a look around, find an apple seed and crack it open to read some of my own ramblings or someone else's that I've loved enough to bring along! 🚈🍎🚎🍏🚌

Go ahead and send me some questions or ideas you wanna see me throw my two cents in on. If I like your idea I might write something for it. I'm easy enough to inspire. I just might be a little slow to do it.

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🍎 • Things I will write: NSFW, femdom/dom!reader, most kinks including some of the less wholesome ones, polyam/multiple partners, trans characters, sexswapped characters, character x character, reader/mc x character, bat shit insane theories

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(I'll probably gussie this up when I get on my laptop sometime bc mobile is annoying to design stuff on.)

[charl0ttan]

WHAT THE HEFT!!!!!!!!!!!! YUORE BACK!!!!!!!!!!!!! abso bloody lutely Jovial. I hope you're dreams are haunted by the most beautiful ferrets, weasels etc.

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Sincerely,

The "Joy-Boy" (sic)

16.12.2024 14:43 P.M. (time zone change. sorrgy)

JOY-BOY!!! I THOUGHT I LOST YOU FOREVER

[stealingyourbones]

I had been revealed an idea

You were talking about uncle figures and stuff. I want more Dani content.

What do you think about Dani and her weird Uncle and Aunt Mr Miracle and Big Barda? They are great, a bit awkward around teenagers, but they are cool.

Something something they found her on the streets or she crashes in their house and instead of calling the police they just roll with it?

Idk man i just had a thought

Gil oh how your mind works in wonderful incredible ways.

I love this you can do SO many things with this relationship:

Barda introducing her to the Birds of Prey (they absolutely ADORE Dani)

The three go to fight the neverending New Genesis and Apokolips war and act like it's a "take your niece to work day" activity

Fully desensitize Dani to war and the implications that follow

Dani's hatred for Darkseid

Mister Miracle having Dani be an assistant in some of his shows (she feels so important when she's a part of his shows :) )

Dani becoming a master of escape as her odd sorta uncle is the god of escape

Both don't know how to fully take care of a normal non New God child so they act like she's a New God. This causes a LOT of shenanigans.

Dani starts listening to their favorite songs: screaming of torture and the sounds of war, and honestly? she kind of likes them.

[scitty]

i love looking at my notifs and seeing familiar urls and pfps of mutuals and people who follow me I say out loud hiii ^_^ hehe hello!!!!

[darkened-festivities]

..Hey wait. Who the hell is that?

[vampiric-succulent]

OUAW EP 20:

It’s not even past the bean footage yet and already I have a thing to comment about—

“Hey. Keep working. Keep your hands down.” Idk if it’s just Mace or if it’s me but this is an interesting thing to start the episode with

Also I lowkey already watched this but considering that I wasn’t really paying attention due to Sleep im rewatching

Oh this is the Silly Goofy episode. Got it.

Watching this is so different now that I know how tall each of these people actually are in real life

“Mr Kremyyyyy….. Torbek had a nightmaaaare………..” torb <3

Hot jones?

Why is Mikey using the King Shmebulon voice

Oh the energy here is so weird today

NEXT YOURE GONNA TELL TORBEK THAT A SHRIMP FRIED THAT RICE and they’re gone

The improv shenanigans here are SO GOOD— “the wee hours” watches and the blue J and the bottle of something

HOT JONES!!!

“There was that guy and he was like… woah.” Bi Gricko!!!! “Why you always watching these kingly types and looking at their woah?” Lmfao Gideon you are no better

Degenerate Jones

TABAXI TORBEK and eughhh Mammon Tiefling Gricko (applying for all Mammon Tiefling Gricko)

I love how Kremy is super paranoid thinks everyone is out to get him but still immediately tells Gideon everything (I need to see Gideon do some sort of something back bc coalecroux is feeling increasingly one sided and it is making me sad)

“Torbek was happy with the infinite abyss”

THE FEDS

Poor Twig she went from dealing with absolute loneliness to dealing with all this bullshit. She needs to have the space to Bogart out a little bit like get this woman a destruction room

Twig 🤝 Torbek

coping mechanisms

Gideon has such older brother who acts like a father figure to Twig vibes

THE FEDS THEYRE IN THE CLOTHES

Torbek is simply following suit… following the suit to the ground lmfao

PENIS NOSE?????? HOW IS THAT AN OPTION

Gideon is overwhelmed by Penis im sorry

This is just reminding me of when Frost got the proud nudist curse and Derek made that slapping turn joke 😭

Obligatory “im walkin here” please stop

Nvm we have the coalecroux and also poly party affirmations (long shots and headcanons)

OH!!! Woah there Kremy

“Think of the Federal government!” Quick Gid take your clothes off!! The government!!!

OH NO THE ORCIFICATION

NO THE FUCKING CABINET

DEREK. DEREK WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT DEREK WE COULD HAVE NEVER GONE DOWN THAT ROAD

Love Torbek’s Spring Aladrin voice. It’s like some sort of old English aristocratic friend of Oscar Wilde.

Oop! Theseus’s Ship mentioned (kind of)

“Did we do a bunch of drugs before bed again?” Funny you should have asked that Gideon given what is now happening

“Tentacles probe me” “yes Gideon join us the time is now get naked”

WHY IS IT ERECT NOW DEREK. PUT THAT DOWN. “Something about beekeeper helmets…” HUH

Oh god Twig is gonna bogart out

PUT IT DOWN. PUT THAT THING DOWN AND AWAY.

“STOP BEING ERECT. STOP EATING MY BONES”

Love how Nikkie says “your mind is back to Gricko” and Mikey just starts screaming

Whoops!

It is so impressive how Twig is so controlled. Like she has every justification to absolutely freak out right now and she’s keeping calm and trying to manage things.

Thank god Hootsie is out of this lol

NO TWIG LOOK AWAY

“Torbek was *very* thorough.”

Okay seriously how old is Twig?? This is a very important question. Like REALLY important.

I’m imagining Spring Aladrin Torbek lying on a couch like he’s gonna say “draw me like one of your French girls”

Guys. Please. We are nearly halfway through this video. Please.

YES CAST SILENCE. HUSH MICHAEL.

No Twig it’s not your fault!!!!!!! No!!!!!!!!!!!

Not the Pennsylvanian sperm trees

“After what I’ve watched today I don’t think you’ll accomplish anything of value.”

Not the milk joke PLEASE y’all not the cilk

Frost is so sweet tho

No more Hot Joneses :(

Yesss Twig establish those boundaries!!!!

Tom is such a deep cut

Okay so Twig is at least 200 years old. Good. That’s really good. Good to know.

Grinko is having a stronk. Please call the Gronkulance.

WHAT HAPPENED TO HOOTSIE.

Omg she’s their niece!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! But also HOLY FUCK HE HIT HER??? WITH A CABINET????????

“Noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.”

Menasith, and their older sibling Menapauthe.

The Glowing Anus 😭

Oh this is Nikkie’s fault. Fantastic.

MORNING FROTH CONGRATULATIONS EVERYONE

“That’s very funny Gricko. Your daughter is possibly bleeding out.”

Ohhhh Hootsie’s okay thank god

Gricko however is really not

Okay so I know this is a fantasy campaign and we are in the literal Feywild so this like kind of doesn’t matter but how does Gideon get energy??? Does he need to absorb nutrients or is it just sort of as long as he keeps his internal furnace alive he’s okay?

Twig boundaries 100 with regards to Torbek but fully get the party’s concerns

Also Twigsy ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

Not Gricko being hypnotized by Spring Aladrin Torbek’s hip sway

Torbek does not know but Torbek must dance!!!!

Oh Torbek’s ticket is so sad

“This is an Acorn Satchel!!!”

Mikey annoying Nikkie so much that she just takes things away

Frost getting jealous over the Gricko impression 😭❤️

What is a mud meffet?????

I love Andy so much. Oh he’s wonderful. So glad he’s here.

KLUTZY RETURNS for like two seconds

Love these guys. Oh my lord. Also what the fuck happened in the first like hour???? Still a fun little episode.

[mercymaker]

genuinely in fucken shambles because i just don't know whomst to throw my bbygirl asharra at

why is everyone in this game so damn fuckable

[lostherlemons]

slayed enemies and friends alike at the 10 year high school reunion tonight

[rogueacolyte]

nice

[sprucestairs]

ok I rotated this idea in my head for too long. rambling about Pollux if he was in hoo for more than a vague reference at the end of boo that Dakota's drinking koolaid with his siblings out the front of cabin 12

the dolphin warriors...there's two ways this could go, either basically the same as canon just with him convincing the dolphins that his dad's on board rather than Percy doing it, OR: the dolphins manage to capture him to try and take revenge for the dolphin thing and there's a rescue mission sequence

the scene in Kansas where they run into Bacchus and plead for advice... Pollux probably wanted to go in place of Percy... but was he allowed? the part where Percy and Jason both get possessed would not happen, or if it did it wouldn't make sense. and that's like a fairly important scene to the whole dynamic between them. but that's assuming he goes in stead of one or the other. but regardless- if he was there, do you think it would hurt? to have someone who is technically his father not recognise him? or has he grown numb to it from years being ignored at camp?

ooooooouuuuuggggghhh. <- sound I make

imagining the scene where Percy and Jason are trying to fight Epithales and Otis if Pollux was also there. imagine if he tried to bargain with them to use him for their show- the son of their sworn enemy, in place of the son of Hades. (Nico did Not have as much support among the seven as people seem to think he does. I'm pretty sure Hazel was the only one who wanted to get Nico- everyone else mostly seemed interested in if he had found the location of the Doors of Death. imagine his reaction when he learned that someone who barely knew him tried to swap their fates.)

imagine if through sheer stubbornness/ desperation he was able to wrest control of some vineplants from Gaia herself- maybe they were threatening him, or an ally, or the ship. but it doesn't matter now. They are his to command.

show us what happens when the son of the maddest of gods, called "the roaring one", called "He who prevails", is pushed into a corner, and, believing that he will die anyway, chooses to fight the creator of all of earth's life with no regards to his own safety.

(playing into both Dionysus and Zeus having names meaning something along the lines of "the roaring one" again) SHOW US A POLLUX WHO CAN SPLIT THE SKIES WITH A SHOUT. PLEASE THIS WOULD ACTUALLY BE SO COOL. idc if it would work better as an ability for Jason.

the original Pollux, whom he was named for, was known to be a great boxer (this is explicitly referenced in tlo when Percy notes he looks like a strong fighter). BUT. CONSIDER: Pollux foregoing his bare fists, his trusty sword, to fight with a thyrsus. (this could be a callback/ comparison to Bacchus's defeat of the giants- the god's single blow to each, barely lifting a finger, vs. his son's genuine fight and struggle. something almost poetic, about how 4000 years of near infinite power and isolation from humanity has made the mortal-born god forget his roots)

I. just. Pollux, man. everything about this guy.

[cakelitter]

Darling, Don't Look Back

Brother-in-Law! Leon x Fem! Reader

warnings: p in v, oral, fingering, infidelity

summary: The sickening weight of guilt has abandoned you the minute you decided to grab your children and run away with your husband’s brother. Some might call your actions shameful. Others, deplorable, damned, even sin stained beyond redemption. They’ll whisper among each other about your doing, point and judge of what a horrible example of a wife you’ve made.

 The wife who broke the vow, and the woman who chose ruin over silence.

“He doesn’t deserve you, why are you with someone like that.” “Show me what I’m missing out on then.”

words: 2.6k

a/n: hiiiiiiiiii!!!! long time no see. sorry for ghosting everyone, uni was taking up all my time. Had this idea for a while and just had to get it out of my system, hope you enjoy!

“God, I missed you.”

Planting his face between your breast, he trails a few kisses across your sternum and makes his way up to your neck. Your hands tangle around his hair, outgrown from the last mission he came back from, pulling him even closer.

“Missed you more.”

Sloppily, his lips kiss the crook of your neck while his hand cups one of your breasts, calloused fingers tweak and pinch the stiff peak causing your back to arch.

The scene is filthy, filled with wanting eyes and unsatiated desires. If anyone were to watch the two of you, they’d assume he’s your lover.

Well, he is.

But he was never supposed to be.

The man trailing his hand beneath the waist band of your panties should be your husband, the man you walked down the aisle for, and the one who got to change your last name to match his.

Your dear husband, supposed to be your ride or die, your one and only, and the father of your last two children.

But isn’t.

The sickening weight of guilt has abandoned you the minute you decided to grab your children and run away with your husband’s brother. Some might call your actions shameful. Others, deplorable, damned, even sin stained beyond redemption. They’ll whisper among each other about your doing, point and judge of what a horrible example of a wife you’ve made.

 The wife who broke the vow, and the woman who chose ruin over silence.

Infidelity is a curse, a sickness without a cure. Snaking into its host’s mind, seducing reason and dragging them away from what is right. Your husband was its first victim, found him tangled in the arms of another when you were five months pregnant with his child.

You cried and broke and swore to never allow him to see your face or that of your unborn daughter for the rest of his life, only to find yourself together again.

“Do it for your daughter, she comes first.” Is all you heard, from your friends, family, even from the wind that howled through that bitter November air.

Your husband wasn’t there for the birth of your first child, wasn’t there to hold your hand as pushing exhausted your muscles to the brink of collapsing, wasn’t the one sleeping on the couch during your hospital stay, and wasn’t the one who your daughter looked forward to seeing on her birthday.

Uncle Leon was.

“You got this, darling. Hold on a little longer.”

Tears streamed down your face and sweat droplets formed on your forehead. Squeezing on the strong hand you’re holding as its thumb caressed your skin delicately.

“I’m gonna die.”

“No, you won’t. She’s almost here.”

It was then five minutes later when your first daughter was born into this world. At first, having the man who is supposed to be her uncle carry her before her own father stung, but now you wouldn’t wish it in any other way.

“She looks so much like you.”

“Me? Those are the Kennedy’s eyes not mine.”

And Kennedy’s eyes there were indeed. Blue and dusky, just like her other two siblings. Only difference is you didn’t have to hold in your laugh whenever your husband would say that she got them from him.

Your husband is a hard worker, that is if being a shitty father and husband was a job. God only knows how exhausting it must be trying to fall asleep on the couch with three kids running around the house— children he conveniently forgets are also his to raise.

You can’t quite remember the last time you had something positive to say about this man. Not about how he leaves his dirty laundry on the floor, not about how he made it through fatherhood without changing a single diaper, and not the way he’d rather break a rib before washing a single plate in the sink.

But all is well because you have uncle Leon is coming next week, and that’s something to look forward to. Walking through your front door, gifts for each of the kids as if he’s an all-season Santa Claus. Spanish hand fans, Statue of Liberty snow globes, prison shirts from Alcatraz—which you’re not particularly thrilled about, but you let it slide.

It’s nice having someone who cares for a change. Someone who shows up.

Memories flood back to five years ago, to when your daughter had just recently turned one. Leon came to visit the two of you after he got off work.  Luckily, he managed to see your daughter a couple of minutes before her bedtime; but it wasn’t long before she started falling asleep in his arms.

“I’ll take her to bed, don’t worry about it.”

After tucking her in, he makes his way back to the living room and sits on the couch next to you.

“Is he not home yet?” he asks, referring to his brother.

“No, he comes home pretty late. Says the crying is too much to handle.” You reply, muttering the last few words in a mocking murmur.

Leon sighs, and you attempt to avoid the eyes on your side staring at you with pity. “He’s always been an ass to deal with.”

“Yeah, tell me about it. If only I figured that out sooner.”

The two of you continue talking for a while, explaining to him how draining it is to keep up with the endless house chores and to raise a baby all on your own. You explain the sleepless nights and the arguments that circle the same dead ends, over and over.

Leon listens, really listens. And while you are touched by this kind gesture, you can’t help but feel a tad bit pathetic at how you’re pouring your heart into a crumbling marriage and to your husbands brother.

Tears begin to sting in your eyes as you try to fight the lump rising in your throat. Despite your efforts to hold it together, your voice wavers—and when he hears it, his eyes soften.

“I’m sorry, I-”

“Hey no, it’s okay.” Pulling you in a hug, all the pent-up frustration you’ve been holding back finally snaps. His hand soothingly runs up and down your back as the other holds your head against his chest.

“You deserve better, I know.”

It feels like it’s been ages since you’ve finally let out all of the pent-up emotions. Your hands grip on Leons shirt for comfort as he tenderly tries to calm you down.

After what feels like eternity, you finally quite down. Pulling away, you can feel your cheeks heat up from embarrassment. Eyes lowered; you wipe the stray tears that are rolling down your face.

You nervously fix your hair and notice out of the corner of your eye the wet patch of tears you left on his shirt.

“Sorry, probably the hormones or something.” You awkwardly whisper. Finding the courage, your eyes look up to lock with his. It’s only then that you realize the close proximity between the two of you.

His eyes linger on your face, his hand placed delicately on your side. He inches closer, eyes still locked with yours.

You go to push him away, snap yourself out of the trance you’re in. Stop yourself from thinking about his soft pink lips and about the arm wrapped around you, solid and sure. And perhaps, that was what you were supposed to do, what you’re meant to do.  

But you don’t. You stay.

For once you let yourself indulge, break free. You allow yourself to cross the line, to shatter the boundaries between what is wrong and what is right. And even if it was for just this once, his lips meet yours. And oh, who knew that sin could taste this sweet—the most saccharine kind of wrong.

Your hand grabs onto his thick arm, feeling the defined muscle beneath; you let your mind wander and you let the thoughts consume you.

“He doesn’t deserve you, why are you with someone like that.”

“Show me what I’m missing out on then.”

You knew what you got yourself into, the fire you just ignited; and knowing so you let it burn. His body weight pushes your back flush against the sofa the two of you were sitting on. Your hands tangle in his hair, seductively brushing against the top of his ear every now and then.

Wrapping your legs around his waist, you pull his pelvis flush against yours. He begins to roll his hips, causing you to bite your lip in response; feeling how hard he is underneath his jeans.

“Wanted you ever since I first saw you.”

Sliding your hands beneath his shirt, you let them roam against his bare skin before pulling him into another heated kiss. You allow him to kiss you till you’re practically drooling.

“Want it Leon, please.”

His lips curl in responds, his hand reaching towards your clothed cunt. His thumb rubs against where your clit is causing you to buck your hips in response. You feel the blood drain from your head and rush straight to your pussy in pleasure.

 “You’re so sexy.” He whispers beneath his breath. “Can I take these off?”

He asks, his hands grabbing the hem of your shorts and panties but not pulling on them. “Please.”

Pulling them down, he presses his broad palm against your thigh opening them wider for him to see. You watch as he takes in the view of you half naked in front of him, and that alone causes more slick to drip from your aching cunt.

His thumb presses against your slit, collecting the wetness and moving up to circle your clit. A soft moan escapes your lips, pulling him down to kiss him once more.

Your hands reach over an undo his jeans, slipping past them and rubbing his clothed hardened cock. He grunts against your lips, sucking in a breath when you pull him out of his boxers.

Squeezing your hand around his length, you stroke him slowly. Watching as globs of precum leave his tip and drip down your hand.

“Leon, I need it.” He laughs lowly, placing a breathy kiss on your ear. “I haven’t shown you what you’re missing out on yet, sweetheart.”

Pulling back, he places your thighs on either side of his head. His sultry blue eyes make sure to lock with yours, as he places an opened mouth kiss on your clit. He plants a few kisses on your inner thighs teasingly before giving into your whiny moans and placing his tongue flat and licking up your weeping cunt.

Your head falls back against the sofa, hands grabbing onto one of the throw pillows near you. Leons tongue dips into your pussy, his nose bumping against your sensitive clit making you see stars every time it does so.

He pulls away momentarily, shiny slick coating his stubble and mouth. His index slowly protrudes into your heat, pumping in and out of you in a slow pace before being joined with his middle finger.

“Fuck sweetheart, she’s practically crying for me.”

His fingers continue their slow motion before curling and finding the spongy spot inside you. Once your whines become louder, he takes it as a hint to pick up the speed. Your hips buck at the sensation, causing his large hand to hold them in place as his mouth sucks on your throbbing clit.

Your eyes drop down momentarily and notices that he’s stroking himself as he eats you out. A scene so filthy, it almost pushes you off the edge.

“Leon, I’m gonna cum. You’re gonna make me cum.”

“Cum, baby. Cream my face.”

It doesn’t take long before the knot in your stomach snaps, Leon’s hand covers your mouth preventing your from waking up the baby in the other room. Your head drops down against the soft cushions beneath, you feel his fingers slip out of you and hear him suck on the taste you coated them with.

He rises up and cages you beneath him, tucking one of the stray hairs away from your face and behind your ear. You smile in return, post climax sleepiness hitting you hard making your eyelids feel heavy.

Giving you a soft smile he whispers. “You seem tired, you wanna go to sleep?”

You chuckle, wrapping your arms around his neck pulling him closer to peck his lips.

“Sleep? Is this not part of the deal?” you ask slyly, dropping your eyes to his dick.

You spit on your hand and wrap your fingers around his leaking tip. He hisses at the sensation, and watches as you stroke his length. You rub your clit with his tip before aligning it against your entrance.

“You sure?”

He asks, looking like he would cry if your answer was anything other than a yes. You nod your head, and the two of you lower your eyes to where the two of you connect.

You both let out a moan in unison, watching as he bottoms out inside you with ease; you’re so wet its dripping down to the couch beneath you. Grabbing your hips, he begins to thrust into you, backing away slowly before pushing back in.

You can feel him stretch you out with each thrust, you’re so incredibly full you’re almost seeing stars.

“Best pussy, can’t believe my brother’s wife has the best pussy.”

His pace picks up; and you watch as strings of wetness and slick coat his length and connect with yours.

“Oh, fuck. You feel so good.”

“Yeah? Like being fucked on this cock?”

You let out a moan when you feel him bump against your cervix. You’re completely cock drunk at this point, babbling nonsense earning a low chuckle from him.

“He doesn’t fuck you nearly as enough huh? Poor thing.”

Your grab onto his shoulder, nails digging into the muscle beneath them.

“What if he walks in right now? Sees how I have you here beneath me.” You walls tighten around him earning a grunt from him in return.

“Like that? Like that he’d see you stretched out on my cock?”

The idea sounds sick and utterly disgusting, but before you can register it, your walls tighten around him, your orgasm hitting you out of nowhere. Leon thumb circles your clit, helping you ride the wave of pleasure out.

“That’s it, baby. Cream my cock.”

Your tense muscles relax, your breathing becoming more even again while Leon’s pace picks up. He lets out a few choked up moans before pulling out and finishing over your pussy. He grabs onto the backrest of the couch, helping him keep his balance while he catches his breath.

You take in the moment, your brain finally capable of formulating a coherent thought for the first time in a while. You take in the man standing in front of you, sweat droplets on his forehead, chiseled muscles peeking beneath his shirt, his hand soothingly rubbing your sides.

A warm feeling blossoms within you, a flicker of faux liberation. Riding the wave of sick, forbidden pleasure while guilt coils tight around your ribs. You feel torn between two wrongs, damned if you stay in the arms that hold you now and damned if you go running back to the ones who never truly did. Maybe if-

“Sweetheart.”

A voice snaps you out of the past. You look down to see Leon between your thighs, his face buried in your clothed cunt.

“You with me?”

You smile, your hand running though his hair.

“Yeah, I am.”

divider by: @/chachachannah

[aventurineswife]

Hiiiiiiiiii I would like a bit where Reader has chronic pain that is acting up and it’s bad enough that they can’t rest because they feel pain no matter what position they try to sleep in so they end up spending the next day in their room privately trying to get their pain under control using every method they can find (while avoiding the ones that turn out to make it more painful) and eventually they throw in the towel and send a message in the Stellaron Hunter’s group chat: “Health is in the yellow, pls send some heals 🥲”

It was meant to be sent to Silver Wolf only, hence the gamer slang; but they accidentally hit the group chat.

Health is in the Yellow

Summary: You, dealing with chronic pain, struggle to find relief throughout a sleepless night and into the following day. After trying numerous methods in vain, you accidentally send a message for help to the Stellaron Hunters' group chat instead of just Silver Wolf. Despite the awkward mistake, Silver Wolf offers help, easing your pain with her unique aether manipulation. The rest of the group chimes in, providing support in their own way, and you find solace in their unexpected camaraderie.

Tags: Stellaron Hunters x Reader, Chronic pain, Comfort, Friendship, Group Chat Shenanigans, Healing, Humor.

Warnings: Mentions of chronic pain, Some lighthearted teasing, Brief emotional distress.

The night had been long—too long. It started with an ache that you thought would subside, but it quickly escalated into a full-on flare-up. Chronic pain had become an unwelcome companion over the years, and some days it felt like it was winning. No matter how many different positions you tried to sleep in, there was no escape from the constant throbbing, a relentless reminder of your body’s limitations. The pillows had been tossed aside, the sheets tangled around you as you shifted in an endless search for comfort.

By the time dawn broke, you were exhausted but still wide awake, pinned by pain. With a heavy sigh, you rolled out of bed and limped toward the bathroom, the cool tiles doing little to soothe your muscles. A few stretches, some massaging, but the pain stubbornly lingered. You tried taking a warm bath next, hoping the heat would ease the tightness in your joints, but all it did was make you feel heavier. Nothing worked.

You slumped back on your bed, staring at the ceiling. “Great. Just great,” you muttered to yourself. This wasn’t how you planned to spend the day, and yet here you were.

You were used to pushing through it, to pretending everything was fine. But today felt different. You could feel the exhaustion weighing on you, the pain cutting deeper with every passing second. Desperation made you reach for the next remedy in your arsenal—deep breathing, meditation, whatever you could think of—but nothing seemed to make a difference. At some point, you just threw your hands up in frustration.

“Alright, screw it,” you muttered.

Grabbing your device, you scrolled through the Stellaron Hunters' group chat, your mind a blur of frustration. The screen was a collection of messages from Kafka, Blade, Firefly, and Silver Wolf. You had always preferred Silver Wolf’s more... relaxed approach to things—she was a hacker, after all, and probably knew a thing or two about fixing broken systems, even if they were your own body.

Your fingers hovered over the screen, ready to message her directly.

It was meant for Silver Wolf alone, a message wrapped in gamer slang, but in your daze, you didn’t notice the subtle notification that it was about to be sent to everyone.

You hit send, and immediately your stomach dropped.

The group chat buzzed with activity almost instantly.

You winced. That was typical Blade.

A ping from Silver Wolf caught your eye, and you couldn’t help but let out a small, embarrassed laugh at her response.

You typed back quickly, your face flushed from the attention.

You hesitated for a moment. The others were clearly concerned, but they didn't understand. Silver Wolf, however, had always been someone who didn’t ask questions unless she had to, and somehow, that felt better.

“Sorry, that was meant for you. Wasn't thinking straight.”

“I’ve been dealing with it for a while,” you typed. “Just didn’t expect it to flare up this bad today.”

You rolled your eyes at the 'healing potions' comment. Of course, she'd go there.

“I’ve tried everything,” you replied. “Heat, stretching, even breathing exercises. Nothing's working. It's just... too much.”

You smiled faintly at the screen, grateful in a way that you couldn’t fully articulate. Silver Wolf had always been a mystery to you, someone who enjoyed the game of life in her own way. And in that moment, she had leveled the playing field a bit for you.

Within moments, a quiet hum of energy flooded your surroundings. You could sense the subtle manipulation of aether, a digital presence coalescing around you, guided by Silver Wolf’s expertise. The pain didn’t disappear immediately, but it was enough to allow you to breathe more freely. You slumped back into your pillows, feeling a sense of relief that you hadn’t expected.

You chuckled softly, even as the warmth from her healing touch still lingered. For the first time in what felt like hours, you could finally breathe without the weight of pain. Maybe the day wouldn’t be as unbearable as you feared.

“Thanks,” you typed, your fingers finally relaxing. “Seriously, I owe you one.”

And there it was, the chaotic and endearing presence of the Stellaron Hunters, all working in their own ways to ease your burden.

As you settled back into your bed, the message notifications kept coming, but this time, you couldn’t help but smile.

With a sigh of relief, you closed your eyes. The pain wasn’t gone, but for the first time in a while, it didn’t feel quite so unbearable.

Maybe today wasn’t going to be so bad after all.

[cry4mina]

Good Vibrations

Mina x fem!reader

Word count: 8.6k

Smut with a hint of fluff

Summary: You and Mina make a bet based on who would win a silly game of connect four. But you’ve got a trick up your sleeve and Mina will have to pay the price in a public setting.

TW: Food, making bets, sex, oral, vibrators, doing filthy things in public, drinking, regular orgasms, forced orgasm, clit slapping, extensive edging, begging. I think that’s everything? Let me know if I missed anything!

AN: hiiiiiiiiii! It’s been a while since I wrote, let alone something filthy lolol but @ddaengslove made a lil request that was tooooooo delicious to pass on.

On the 19th of March, my anniversary for tumblr came around and I still can’t believe it’s been that long. I want to say thank you to all of my followers, moots, and everyone who interacts with my works. It truly does mean a lot and I’m very grateful to have made so many great moots and friends.

I never thought that this would be something that brought me so much joy and happiness. I have so much appreciation for each and every one of you. (Also Happy Mina day, sorry it’s so lateeee) 🖤

“…and if I win this round, you take me to a fancy restaurant!” Mina chimes from across the table with a huge grin.

A pull of the lever as she releases the pieces, causing the black and red tokens to hit the coffee table you were playing on.

“And if I win…” looking down and sorting out the chips, pushing the red ones to her side of the plastic frame you were about to place them in.

“Then you have to wear a vibrator to the restaurant and I get to control it!” Giggling to yourself, knowing this wasn’t a bet she would normally agree too.

Mina ponders for a moment. You watch as her eyes shift side to side- measuring the odds, sorting on whether this was a bet that would weigh in your favor.

“Well, then let’s make it even.” Gathering the red pieces you were pushing to her and stacking them neatly into a few piles next to her.

“We will go to dinner either way…. Loser pays and has to wear a vibrator the other controls.” Confidence in her voice as she states it with a raised eyebrow and a devilish grin.

“Deal.” Organizing your pieces in a similar way to hers and a matching grin.

A plan unfolding, the trick up your sleeve…soon to be revealed.

What Mina didn’t know, is that you had been letting her win this entire time. Avoiding getting four in a row intentionally, both your competitive side always showing in games and you were waiting for that part of her to rear its head.

Building her confidence game by game, stats reading 7-0 in her favor.

You knew she’d take the bait if she thought she would win.

Hustling her wasn’t exactly the plan, but the idea popped in your head the night before when she was bragging about beating you at every game you play.

What she doesn’t know won’t hurt her, right? Besides, this was a fantasy she had always had but was too nervous to act on…you’ll be wining this round.

“Winner’s first, darling.” Gesturing to her to make her move.

The sugary sweet drip from your voice coats her ears causing a momentary ray of confusion, fading as quickly as it came.

Slipping the first red piece into a corner slot, the game has begun.

Gracefully and elegantly, with the biggest grin on her face, she follows your movements and watches you carefully. Studying you and how you place your pieces, noting the difference in this game.

Mina is puzzled, the confusion on her brow is funny to see. She contemplates where to put her little plastic tokens- pondering for a while before placing them in their slots.

“Oof…are you sure you want to put it there, babe?” Twirling one of your own game pieces between your fingers.

“Shut up!” rolling her eyes and scowling at you.

Oh, she is completely rattled and overthinking it very move she makes.

Usually able to keep her composure, she would never speak to you that way unless you were in the bedroom and being a complete and total brat to her…

Dropping one right where you suspected she would, you smirk as the plastic clashes together. Tossing your coin up, catching it, and slipping it into the slot to create your connect four in a dramatic display of cockiness.

“Well, Ms. Myoui, it seems you will in the palm of my hand all night tonight.” Standing up with your palms on the table all while Mina is blankly staring at 4 black pieces next to one another.

Wide eyed as a layer of pink coats her cheeks, her hands frozen out in front of her as she realizes how she had completely over thought and over looked the obvious win.

“Better luck next time, angel.” Walking over to her and kissing her on the top of her head before strolling past her.

Heading to your shared room to hop in the shower to get ready for your date that you knew you were going to enjoy.

—

Adjusting your blouse and slacks, you had made sure to wear the one outfit you knew she’d love on you to make this harder for her.

Torturous, if you will.

Gold buttons laid down the middle with the top three undone to show a little cleavage, even if the material was loose fitting it clings to your body in all the right ways. Accentuating everything and Mina was sure to take notice.

Black slacks that were fitted to you specifically to add to the accentuation, and some black dress shoes with hints of gold to bring everything together.

To keep with the theme, you opted for a gold necklace that lay perfectly around your neck with a thicker chain and a matching bracelet- both being gifts from Mina for Valentine’s Day.

Stepping out of the walk in closet where she was getting ready, Mina is wearing a short black skirt with lacy thigh highs, corset looking shirt with a bow and broach on the front and her hair done up with a matching black bow…

Looking her up and down, you swoon. She’s so stunning and the temptation was there. It was always there.

Walking over to you, she does a little twirl to show off the outfit. Spinning around slowly so you can absorb every inch of her.

She’s got you wrapped around her finger in every way and she always will.

“Sooo…what do you think?” Finishing her spin and then stepping closer to you before reaching up and putting her arms around your neck.

Twirling a strand of your hair while biting her lip softly.

Fuck.

“You look immaculate.” Leaning in to kiss her lips softly.

Her hands weave into your hair, pulling you closer into her as she tries to deepen the kiss. You allow this but only for a moment or two.

“Mmmm…” as your lips part, knowing she’s trying to seduce you so you forget about dinner.

It almost worked.

It’s easy for her to fluster you, just the bat of an eye and you’d be on your knees for her, immediately. A single look and you’re ready to give her whatever she needs at any point in time…aching to please.

A primal need to worship what is yours.

“You’re not getting out of this one, Ms. Myoui.” Whispered to her between the heavy heart beats bouncing off each of your chests.

“Who says I’m trying to get out of anything?” Tilting her head to the side and smirking at you mischievously.

“Maybe, I just want you riled up too.” Winking and walking over to sit on the bed to put her heals on.

Too stunned to speak, you are frozen for a moment…realizing that this night was only going to end one way.

Not that you were complaining.

A smile creeps up onto your mouth. Mina spies that and giggles while you walk over to your side of the bed and slide the nightstand drawer open.

“What’s got you smiling, baby?” Mina now waiting for you, knowing exactly what you’re up to.

Grabbing what you want out of the drawer, you close it and walk over to Mina who’s still sitting on the bed.

Dropping to your knees in front of her while making eye contact, she instinctively leans back on her hands with her elbows locked.

Sliding your hands up the sides of her thighs and maneuvering underneath her skirt, you push it up as your hands glide up to her hips.

Hands slithering over the tops of her thighs, you push them apart- revealing not only how ready Mina was for you, but also revealing her lack of underwear.

“Are we opting for nothing tonight?” Laying a kiss down right above her clit as you run your thumb lightly over her slit gently.

A small whimper sneaks its way out of her mouth, her hips inch forward- begging for your touch.

Allowing a moment of weakness, you lean into her and swipe your tongue up where she needed you- just a taste.

“Fuck…” lifting her hips again to entice you to give in.

It almost works, again.

You love her like this…but you wanted more of this.

“Not so fast, my love.” Standing up to meet her face with yours.

“I want to watch you writhe over dinner.” As you speak these sultry words to her, your hands are busy slipping the vibrator inside of her.

A gasp ripped from her lungs as the small vibrator is guided inside, half lidded eyes tell you everything you need to know about how she was feeling.

Some of her slick gets on your fingers, the mess she’s making for you causes the ache inside you to begin to build, but it’s too soon.

There is much to do.

Licking her off your fingers and humming at her taste, you wink and grab your phone out of your pocket. Mina rolls her eyes with her legs still wide open for you, annoyed you aren’t being easily swayed to give her what she wants.

Opening the app to make sure everything was ready to go- Blue tooth connected, battery at 100%…you decide to give it a little test run.

Tapping the screen twice, you watch as Mina’s eyes widen and her legs snap shut.

A moan blesses your ears, soft and angelic tones of yearning ripple through the room, allowing her to gain some sort of momentum before you hit the “off” button.

“Ugh…you’re going to be hellacious tonight, aren’t you?” Playful concern laces her voice, the tone catches your attention faster than most things.

“I absolutely am.” With a wink and a grin as you head to the dresser for your keys.

—

The car ride was short, about 15 minutes total, nothing to bat an eye at. However, Mina was squirming in her seat, shifting every few minutes or so with light gasps every so often.

“Is everything okay, baby?” Curiosity swirling in the cabin of the car as you pull into the parking lot.

“Y-yes…I- Uhm…” stammering as she shifts once more as you pull into an open parking spot.

“Be a good girl for me and use your words, angel.” The seductive tone of your statement causing Mina to whimper lightly and shift even more.

“Now you’re just being mean!” Pouting as she opens her car door, hoping out and slamming it behind her.

“Hey, hey, hey!” Getting out, flinging the door shut behind you and swiftly walking to the other side of the car.

“What do you mean?” Leaning up against her with her back against the cool metal of the car.

The smirk on your face tells her you know exactly what she means. Unable to help herself, she smiles that gummy smile and places her hands on your hips.

“I think you know exactly what I mean…” leaning in to kiss your neck softly.

Face flushing a very bright shade of red as she leans back against the car again. You’re frozen in place, knowing this was going to be just as hellacious for you as you were about to make it for her.

“Now who’s being mean?” Cocking your head at her as you take a step back and reach your hand out.

“But you are wearing pants…and underwear…” grabbing your hand with a cheeky giggle as you start walking towards the doors of the establishment.

“You do have a point, Ms. Myoui.” Pulling the door open and allowing her to step in first.

“Wouldn’t want someone to see you drip down your thighs for me…at least yet, anyway. The night has just begun and I’ve got plans for you, angel.” Whispered in her ear before you pull open the interior door to the restaurant.

That was where you knew you had her in a chokehold. The way she harshly swallowed, the way her body stiffened and her grip tightened on your hand.

“Hello! I’ve got a reservation for 2 under the name Y/n L/n.” Politely spoken to the hostess, hand still in Mina’s as she rested her head on your shoulder.

“Right this way Ms. L/n.” Grabbing the menus and gesturing for you to follow before walking through the dimly lit dining room to a table in the back, away from most of the other people enjoying their meals.

The hostess places the menu’s at the table, one on each side and prompts you both to sit.

Walking around the table, you pull out Mina’s chair for her and allow her to sit while you scoot the heavy chair in.

You walk around the table and sit down in your seat, smoothing out your shirt as you do.

“Your server will be right with you.” The hostess softly spoke before bowing and returning to her stand at the front.

Mina is engrossed in the menu, muttering something about the salmon looking good and then flipping the page.

You, on the other hand, pull your phone out and open it without her noticing. Quickly scrolling screens and clicking on the app that connects the vibrator to your phone so you are prepared for when you’re ready to make your move.

The server brings over the bread, placing it down in the middle of the table along with 2 glasses of water and introduces herself.

“Thank you for dining with us. Can I interest you in any appetizers?” looking between you and Mina for an answer.

Mina looks up at you, waiting for you to say something. She was always very shy and soft spoken in public - no matter how silly and loud she was when it was just the two of you.

“Yes, we would like the crab cakes and…baby, do you see anything else that looks good?” Throwing it to Mina, just to check.

“I think the crab cakes would be perfect, thank you.” Nodding her head in agreement.

The server states she’ll be back with them momentarily and shuffles off to the kitchen.

“Do you know what you’re going to have tonight, angel?” Without looking up from your menu.

“I think I’ve decided on the Salmon. What about you, darling?” Almost snarky in her question.

You raise a brow at her.

“I might just get a steak, per usual…what’s up with the attitude?” Answering and asking all in the same breath.

“What ever do you mean?” Elbows on the table, fingers interlocked and placed under her chin as she bats her eyes at you with a cheeky smirk that could only mean one thing.

An attempt to provoke you.

Keeping the eye contact that she started, you make sure she’s full focused on your face while you sneakily slip your phone from the table to your thigh.

The app connects, now it’s time to make your move.

“I think you know what I mean.” Clicking the button and adjusting the frequency of the vibration to low and pulsing.

Mina’s eyes widen, jaw tightening at the new sensation that was happening within her.

“So what were you trying to say before? When you couldn’t keep still in the car?” Tapping your screen and bumping up the strength of the toy.

A small gasp erupts from her lips, her hands fly down to her thighs as she crosses her legs- trying to contain herself.

“I- fuck…The toy just…sits in a very pleasurable spot…shit- even if it’s not on.” In attempt to not whimper.

She’s struggling to keep it together and it’s very fun for you to watch her try.

“I s-should probably let you know…I’m ovulating right n-now…” fidgeting with the table cloth as she tries to focus on anything but the welcomed pleasure she’s getting.

“That explains a lot, actually. I didn’t expect you to agree to this bet…even if I know you thought you would be the one in control tonight.” Another tap to your screen and then you watch your favorite scene unfold.

Mina is gripping the table so hard her knuckles are white, her face is completely red and glistening in sweat, and she’s unable to respond. Watching as she attempts to keep herself from grinding down on her chair, it’s fun to witness her so desperate.

The server walks up with the crab cakes, placing them between the two of you and you continue to let Mina struggle.

“Do we need another moment to look over the menu?” The server looks at Mina, then back to you and then back at Mina.

“Uhm-…you start, h-honey.” Mina gestures over to you as gracefully as she can, you know she’s fighting to keep a straight face and keep her breathing level.

“I’ll take the Filet Mignon, medium rare. And you, angel?” Folding the menu and handing it to the waitress without even looking up at her.

Way too focused on Mina and how she’s handling everything, you want to push her boundaries a little and see how much she can handle.

“I’ll take the Salmon, p-please…” folding her menu over and shakily handing it over to the waitress before sipping her water.

She’s doing well…for now…

“Thank you, I’ll put that in right away.” Taking steps towards the kitchen and then vanishing behind the double doors.

Unraveling your cloth napkin to get your fork, you place the napkin on your thigh and use the fork to cut open the crab cake.

Mina mimics your movements, but with a tremble that is noticeable - even if it’s only noticeable to you.

Taking a bite of the appetizer ordered, you hum into how lovely it is.

“Wow, that hint of lemon really makes it…don’t you agree, baby?” Sneaking another bite in while waiting for your answer.

“That’s d-delicious.” Agreeing with slight hesitation.

Right as she’s about to take another bite, you crank up the vibrator to high speed - sending a shockwave through Mina that almost makes her drop her fork from the jolt her body is experiencing.

Crossing her legs in a panic, you know that’s only going to make the feeling worse as it presses up against that sweet spot, you just watch as she takes the bite and sets her fork down to avoid it quivering too much.

“B-baby…please”

“Please, what?” Taking another bite and patiently waiting for what she wanted.

“I-if you’re going to…make me c-cum here…” stuttering in the euphoria of this situation she found herself in.

“…then f-fucking make m-me.” Eyes glossing over and dilating, a flash of the side that no one but you gets to see.

The side of her that catches an attitude when she’s too needy, desperate, and pathetically desperate to be ruined.

The side of her that would get on her knees in the middle of a restaurant and show them exactly what she’d be willing to do to get you to make her cum.

Bratty Mina, once again, exactly where you wanted her.

“…mmmm, I think I’d like for you to suffer for a moment.” Clicking your phone and turning the vibrations back down to the lowest setting.

Mina gulps loudly once more, readjusting in her seat- glaring at you as her eye reflect destain and pure lust.

“You’re infuriating.” Another bite of the crab cake on her fork, the air about her shifts and contorts further into her sub space.

Watching as it happens, you simply take the final bite of the crab cake and smirk to her across the table.

“Here we are.” The server places your entree in front of you and Mina respectively.

“Can I get you anything else?” Eye shifting between the two of you.

“I think we will both have a glass of the house Cab, please.”

The waitress nods and is off to the bar.

“Wine, hm?” Mina straightens up, finally placing her napkin down on her thigh before picking up her silverware.

“I thought it might be nice to enjoy over our lovely dinner, don’t you?” Eyeing your phone that’s sat on the table and open with the settings.

“I think you just want me to be a little drunk, Ms. L/N” with a smirk as she takes a bite of her salmon.

“I think we both know that I don’t need you a little drunk in the state you’re in…” winking and taking a bite of your own meal.

The server returns with your wine, placing it next to each of you. As soon as the waitress places Mina’s glass next to her - you spike the speed of the vibrator to its highest level, just for a second.

The shockwave sent through her entire body that was visible for not only you, but the server as well, prompting an embarrassing moment you knew she’d vilify you for later.

“Oh! So sorry, Ma’am. I didn’t mean to startle you!” The server bowing out of respect.

“No, no! It’s quite fine. No need to apologize.” dismissing the waitress gracefully before turning to you, and giving you the exact look you expected.

You pretend not to notice.

Through out the dinner, you mess with the settings for the toy on your phone while eating, sipping your wine, and carrying on an innocent conversation with Mina, with not so innocent intentions.

By the time both your plates and wine are finished, Mina is red in the face - a light sheen of sweat across her entire body and trying to regulate her breathing to a normal rhythm so she doesn’t attract any attention to herself.

The way her jaw clenches when you flick your finger up on your screen, her eyes closing and taking deep breaths tells you it’s almost time to go.

But she doesn’t need to know that you’re aware of that.

“Do you think we should get dessert, angel? I hear the tiramisu is to die for.” So calm in your delivery that it only agitated her further.

“Dessert is at home.” So stern in her tone that it makes you clench around nothing.

“Then I’ll leave this right where it is then, hm?” Knowing that it’s on the highest level it’ll go and knowing that she would need to walk to the car and be able to make the car ride home without cumming.

The server is quick to bring the bill over, Mina places her card in the little folder immediately handing it back to the server. It takes no time to bring the bill back and sign for it before you and Mina are out the door.

—

Mina walks through the parking lot with elegance and grace, arm wrapped around yours- hugging you tightly. The only give away was how she was leaving her finger indents on your bicep and the rapid breathing that seemed to be shallow, getting quicker and quicker with each step.

Walking over to the passenger door and opening it, you usher Mina into the car.

She sits in with her legs out of the car, her hand slips up your thigh and a finger slides into your belt loop, hooking the fabric and tugging lightly.

“…What are you doing?” Chuckled as you stumble closer to her.

“I w-want you. I can’t wait until we get h-home. P-please…” Biting her lip, eyes burning in passion as they burrow into yours.

“And soon…” leaning down and pressing your lips onto hers, humming into her touch.

“…You’ll have me, Angel…but as you said before, dessert is at home.” Whispered to her, with barely any distance between your mouths.

“Hmph.” pushing you back gently in protest before crossing her arms and rolling her eyes.

Giggling at her, you stand by the edge of the door- waiting for her to get fully in the car so you can close the door for her.

“Come on, darling. Let’s go home.” Trying to signal her to get in the car fully, you’re just as impatient as she is.

A smirk lingers on the lips of your lover, you swear you saw the lightbulb go off in her mind.

“F-Fine. Don’t have your way with me h-here.”

Mina lifts her left leg and only her left leg, causing that short skirt to ride up and reveal the mess you had torturously made, and were still making, between her legs.

Thighs coated in her essence, folds dripping and leaking everywhere, reflecting on the black fabric that was supposed to be shielding her from the world.

Standing there with your jaw on the ground, you watch as she places her right leg in the car, tugging the seatbelt and fastening it without tugging her skirt down to cover herself.

“W-well? Are we going h-home? Or s-should I touch myself h-here?” Shaking at the sentence, this is getting unbearable for you.

Craving her and only her.

Slamming the door, you run around the other side of the car and get in the driver’s seat. Fumbling the keys and trying to find the one for the car, thrusting it into the ignition and turning it violently.

Practically slamming on the gas and backing the car out of the parking spot, throwing it into drive and flooring it towards home.

Mina is starting to lose her composure, the vibrator still on high inside of her has slowly driven her past the point of no return. Reaching over for your hand that’s resting on the gear shift, she doesn’t hesitate to grab it and shove it between her legs, trying to get friction from you.

The amount of slick that you come into contact with, creates a mess of its own in your underwear as you start to softly toy with her clit.

“Fuck, baby…” whined as the gentle touches increase the pleasure she was already feeling.

“Please…I need you so fucking b-badly…please!” A whimper that would reverberate between your ears and down your spine, causing a mindset shift from normal teasing behavior…to something else entirely.

“I didn’t say that you could use my hand for your pleasure.” As you lift your hand and slap Mina’s clit harshly, one time.

“Fuck!” Practically screeched out into the cabin of the car for no one to hear but you.

“If you’re going to keep being impatient, I can take the long way home.” Cocking an eyebrow and waiting for her decision.

“Impatient?!” Furiously gasped back at the accusation.

“You’ve been t-toying with me all fucking n-night!” The rage she was bringing to this less than wholesome conversation only made you want her more.

The light in front of you turns red, the car comes to a smooth halt and you look over at Mina.

Wide, glossy eyes look back at you. That’s when you notice she’s rocking her hips, the vibrator must be brushing up against her g-spot.

Glaring at her, she stops in her tracks but it was too late. You already noticed.

One particular thing Mina enjoyed was how rough you could be with her. The trust was always there for this type of relationship and you knew exactly what she wanted when she started acting this way.

Hand flying up and latching onto her throat, you squeeze lightly and remind her who is in charge.

“I won.” Snarled back at her, the tone was set for the evening.

“I have been toying with you. Because you’re MY toy and I can do what I please with what belongs to me, understood?” Growled to her when the light turns green.

Turning your head, you peel off - burning rubber as you make your way down the road a little faster than you probably should.

Mina picks up on the change of headspace that you’ve had. Feeling her energy shift deeper into the sub space, you can see her in your peripherals scooting down in her seat and lifting her legs- thighs to her chest.

“Mina…what are you doing?” Scowling, almost snarled at her.

The only sound that’s heard is repressed moans, tiny groans of pleasure from the passages seat, and a whispered “fuck, so good.”

Assuming she was touching herself, you reached over between her legs and found exactly what you thought you would.

Her hand rubbing her clit.

A surprised gasp, followed by an “Oh, fuck.”

“If you aren’t going to t-touch me, I’m going to t-touch myself! I can’t fucking w-wait anymore! I’ve been edged for h-hours, please just let me feel something! Please, please, please, please!”

Begging was a weakness, it always has been.

“We are right around the corner. You know better than to touch yourself without permission.”

Pure.

Silence.

No bratty response, no complaining, nothing.

Both of you sat in silence for the last 5 minutes of the car ride with nothing but a slight buzzing sound coming from the passenger seats and a few heavy sighs from your girlfriend who was on the brink of losing her mind.

—

Opening the front door and pushing it forward, you let a pissed off Mina walk through the frame first. Stepping into the foyer, turning around and closing the door, locking it and kicking off your shoes - you place your keys in the dish by the door and take two steps into the house before something stops you.

Mina’s hand is pressed against your chest, preventing you from walking any further into the house. She’s observing your reaction to this, contemplating what her next move would be.

“What‘s your strategy, Angel?” Taunting her, just to see how far she’d be willing to push you.

Silence.

“Oh, now you want to stay clam knowing that nothing is stopping me from doing what I want with you?” amusement peaks through the stern tone that reverberates through your chest.

Silence.

“Now you want to stay quiet? Hm?” Her head tilt down as you speak, small pants escape her throat as she waits for instruction.

“You only want to be a brat when we are out and about then?…Come with me.” Grabbing her hand and leading her to the bedroom door.

Turning around once you’re a few feet into the room, you face her and start to remove her clothes for her.

Piece by piece all of the fabric is shed off her body, first her skirt, then her blouse…bra…until she’s completely bare.

Mina stands in the middle of the room, stark naked and patiently waiting for you to tell her what to do…

Stepping around her, you start to remove your own clothes, slowly.

“Tell me, Angel. Who’s in charge here?” Removing your shirt and tossing it with the other clothes removed.

“Y-you are.” Shakily as she clenches her thighs together, her eyes are dissociating…she’s fighting to stay present, despite the pleasure.

Undoing your belt, you catch her eyes unfocusing while her thighs clench and let it slide. You had be torturous enough to her this evening, she would get what she wanted either way.

“And who do you belong to?” Letting your pants hit the floor so you were only in your underwear.

“You!” Whined out to the room, for only you the shadows to hear the layer of hunger behind the shrill whimper.

“And?” Grabbing your phone, opening the app and stopping the vibrator in its tracks.

“Only -huff-You.” Sighed out as she finally has a moment to breathe.

Getting down on your knees in front of her, you look up at her and she bites her lip as her hand caresses your face before weaving into your hair.

“Tell me what you want.” As your hands work their way up the back of her legs, causing sigh to slip past her lips.

“You.” As her hand tightens in your hair, an attempt to pull you closer unfolds but you keep her waiting, even if only for a moment.

Watching as her slick trickles down her inner thigh, you catch it with your tongue - dragging it up to it’s source and swiping your tongue once, twice, three times before your hands make it to her upper thighs.

“How do you want me?” As a finger slips inside to coax the vibrator out of her.

You toss the device to the side without another glance.

“In every way that you will t-take me.” You stand up and readjust her, hands on her waist as you press your bodies together.

Mina’s hips start rocking as you lead her backwards, allowing her to fall back onto the bed into the soft sheets. She scoots back without a second thought, allowing you to crawl up between her legs.

On your way up, you can see the damp mess you’ve created as her essence leaks from her entrance, clit swollen and begging to be touched.

Kissing up her torso, she’s very reactive to your touch. Every time you brush up against her, she moans or huffs, arching her back in a plea to you like you’re bread crumbing her and denying her the pleasure she wants.

“Every way, hm?” As you meet her face to face, lips grazing against hers as you speak.

“Every. Single. Way.” Lifting her face up to meet yours, pressing her mouth gently on yours, back arching up into you once more causing you to struggle to keep your composure.

You’re about to break and she knows that.

“Take what’s yours, baby.” Moaned into your mouth as the tension you’ve built all night explodes, setting you off on a hungry tirade to devour Mina.

What was a sweet and soft moment shared between the two of you, now evolved into something more primal and aggressive.

Teeth sinking into her neck, hands grasping at her - and her at you. A clumsy display of pure lust unravels itself between the two of you.

Your thigh raises up between her legs, holding you slightly above her but giving her a place to grind and maneuver on.

Though she had told you how badly she needed you, nothing compared to feeling how soaked her perfect cunt was as she thrusted back and forth on your skin - grinding so frivolously. The act of desperation caused a fluttering inside you that pushed you even farther into the headspace she craved you in.

“M-more.” Between feverish kisses and the needy movements, Mina was thoughtless - with the exception of a few subjects.

You and cumming for you.

“You want more, Angel?” Pinning her hands above her head, biting down her neck to her chest - making sure you graze your teeth across her nipples so she’d make those pretty sounds that only fueled your fire, easing slowly down to her stomach as you let go of her wrists so you can pin her down by her hips.

“Do you deserve more from me? Hm? After you got so bratty on the way home…” laying your teeth into her upper thigh eliciting the most vulgar moan yet.

“Fuck.” Silently breathed low enough for Mina not to hear, she can’t know how riled up you get when she’s like this…at least not now.

“Pleaseee, baby I need you more than anything! I’ll do anything…just please!” On the verge of tears as she grabbed your head and pulled you closer to her.

Smacking her hand away from you, the scowl on your face sent a very clear message.

“You know better.” Stern, cold, callous as it leaves your mouth.

“Please…” the tears are falling now, but you can’t let this go unpunished.

“Count them out, like a good girl.” Lifting your hand while still between her legs, she knows what’s coming.

You push her thighs further apart and lay one slap right on her sensitive, swollen pussy.

“O-one!” Gasped as the tears trail down her cheeks and her cunt clenches around nothing.

Another loud slap, splattering slick everywhere as she weeps.

“T-two!”

“Three! Baby, please!” Sobbing at this point, you aren’t done yet.

Four and five were quick, but as you neared 10, they got harsher and harder.

Ten didn’t feel like enough but you also didn’t want to push her too far off the edge.

Sitting up, you lean forward to her and kiss the stained glass tears. Her cheeks flushed and she’s completely mindless as you continue to kiss her lovely, lips parting as your tongues danced together.

“You’re such a good girl for me, angel. Taking everything I give to you…so good.” Laying down next to her, to give her a very small break.

She curls into you, her face in your neck and her body in line with yours, not willing to let the contact go. Her hips rocking into you, she’s on the brink of a break down- having hardly any words to give.

Just whines, shallow breaths, and a tight grip around you.

Your hand slithers down between her legs, she gasps at the contact and spreads her shaking thighs slightly to give you better access to her.

“That’s right, angel. Give me what’s mine.” Lowly growled at her while you kiss your way down her body, pushing her lightly onto her back as you descend.

This time, you were fast about it. Sure, you liked edging her and making her pathetically desperate, but you were hungry for her. A need built up inside you to give her exactly what she wanted.

Her soft sounds just so delicious, it was all you ever wanted to hear. The symphony from an Angel.

Your angel.

The trembling as you reach your destination only made both of you want each other more. Impatience got the better of you, the feral greed over her cascaded through your body and the only thing you can think about is listening to her cum for you.

One long lick up her drenched cunt.

Then another.

And another.

Mina is already twitching underneath you, hands placed on her hips to hold her down while she bucks incoherently against your mouth. No words present, just the whimpers and moans that are only getting louder with each thrust into your mouth.

Fingers dancing along her entrance as you start to focus on her swollen clit. Choking on her moans and trying to scoot closer to you, she’s nodding her head yes and sinking herself down on your fingers before you could slip them deeper inside.

“Needy little sweet girl, aren’t you?” Before finally latching on to her and starting to build on top of the already rumbling orgasm that’s been threatening her for hours.

“Your -huff- f-fault!” Gripping the sheets as she manages to get the first words you’ve heard from here since this started.

Pumping your fingers slowly at first, you keep most of your attention on her clit- sucking and lapping at her folds - carefully building and curating this masterpiece of an orgasm.

All the taunting, edging and teasing finally coming to fruition.

“F-fuck! oh my g-god! I’m g-gonna…”

Before the sentence could even finished, Mina drowns you in the symphony that was the sounds of her losing herself in pleasure - a life force drained, practically sucking all the energy out of her as she tensed around your fingers and crushed you between her thighs.

The gasps and grunts as you continued to allow her to ride her orgasm out on your tongue, were a lovely ending to the astounding crescendo of notes just sung out to you.

A symphony of desperation.

Mina is reaching for you, arms out and waiting for you to come up to her and give her the cuddles she always demands. Which you are happy to supply.

“We should make bets more often…” sighed into you as she nuzzles into your chest.

“Yeah? I bet you’ll fall asleep first.” Rubbing her arms as she clings to your body, kissing her on top of her head and waiting for her to reply.

“I bet you’ll -yawn- sleep longer.” Her eyes are fluttering as she fights the tired.

“I’ll take that bet. Loser bottoms.” One more kiss, knowing that your face is absolutely coated in her slick.

Watching as she licks her lips happily and nuzzles back into you, drawing light patterns with her nails on your back as you drift off into your dreams where you’re sure to meet her.

—

The sound of clanking in the kitchen woke you up suddenly, eyes snapping open to the sounds of breakfast being made and the smell of bacon seeping into the room lulls you out of your sleepy state.

Stretching and rubbing your eyes, you get the blurred figure of Mina walking in with 2 plates in hand - a few blinks clear up her naked figure as she places them on the nightstand and crawls on top of you.

“Good morning” softly cooed to you, followed by a barrage of gentle pecks to your face, you giggle at how adorable she is.

“Good morning, angel. How are you feeling?” Reaching your arms up and wrapping them around her back without sitting up.

“I might be a little sore.” Chuckled back at you before sitting up and patiently waiting for you to do the same.

“Sit up, let’s eat and then we can talk about how you lost the bet.” Smirking at you before grabbing her plate and taking a bite of the extra crispy bacon she just prepared.

One big stretch, you hoist yourself up and rub your eyes again. Mina reaches over and hands you a plate full of pancakes, fresh fruit and bacon and you enjoy each others company over the meal.

—

Carrying the now empty plates to the kitchen, you feel her following you through the kitchen to the sink- waiting for you to put the plates down before coming up behind you and kissing your shoulders.

Sighing happily, you flip around and face her. Wrapping your arms around her neck as she lays her lips down your neck again and again.

“You made me feel so…fucking good last night, baby.” Lightly biting your shoulders before taking a step back and grabbing your hand.

“And since you lost the bet…” sultry tone cutting the air, hitting you right in the core and reigniting the feeling that was pulsating through you the entire night before.

Being so busy bringing pleasure to Mina, you weren’t even concerned about what your body was telling you it wanted.

“I will be taking my reward now.” Tugging you into the bedroom and smashing her mouth against yours in a panicked, needy manner.

Pushing you against the wall, she kisses down your neck to your chest. Suckling and gently biting your nipples as she makes her way down to your stomach until she was on her knees on the floor in front of you.

Pulling the elastic of your underwear with her teeth, she lets it snap against yours skin before she drags them down your legs, assisting by lifting the back of your knees to remove them.

Mina stands again, pressing her body against you and tempting you with how close her lips hover over yours. Her fingers trail from your collarbones down your arms in tandem, ghosting over yours skin and causing a violent pleasurable shutter to consume you.

A small devilish chuckle escapes her lips as she grabs your hands and pins you against the wall. Her lips crash against yours in another wave of passion, quickly swelling into an unstoppable wave of lust and love.

The ache deep within your stomach roars, Mina is effortlessly coaxing the fire inside you with every move she makes - the gasoline that ignites with every turn and small touch, sizzling and scorching you from within.

In a single swift move, Mina flings you onto the bed. Legs hanging off the side while you drip onto the sheets that doesn’t go unnoticed.

“Would you look at this?” Slowly sauntering over and finding her place between yours legs before taking her finger and gently swiping up from your entrance to your clit. Gathering the mess rapidly created before seductively licking your slick off her finger, all while never breaking eye contact with you.

“Fuck, you taste so good.” Getting down on her knees and spreading your thighs open for better access, she lays down a few bites and you’re already shaking, all too ready for whatever her plan was.

Her tongue laps at your folds, delicately navigating every nook and cranny, eye contact only adding to the desire as the tantalizingly hums into you.

Her eyes piercing your soul, it’s hard to look away as you watch all her emotions flicker from desperately in love to deep and aggressive lust. Passion consuming her as she falls into the position of being in charge.

Without warning, the tip of her finger slips inside you, tugging down gently and bringing her tongue to circle slowly around your clit.

“Fuck!” Whining out into the room, letting your pleasure echo in her ears and encouraging her to continue on.

Mina moans into your cunt in satisfaction, tugging down one last time before slipping two fingers inside you.

Picking up the pace of her tongue, she pumps her fingers excruciatingly slow- giving you a taste of your own medicine.

Gasping at how good it feels, you start to rock your hips back and forth with the rhythm of her digits. Even with the sluggish pace, your body language conveys how much you’re desperately trying to get her to ruin you.

“Angel, please! Fuck, pleaseee! I need yo-“ Latching onto your clit before you can finish your sentence, her mouth and tongue fuel your desires- thrusting your hips faster as her fingers continue on agonizingly slow.

“M-Mina…please!” Begging through your huffs of euphoria as the knot in your stomach builds and builds at the same speed her fingers are moving.

A smirk felt between your legs before the pressure inside of you starts to intensify, her fingers are haphazardly pushing against your G-spot and pulling the orgasm to the forefront of this moment.

“A-angel…I’m…g-gonna c-c-cum!” Groaned as your body begins to tense.

Suddenly, everything stops.

Removing her mouth and fingers from you, she watches as you writhe and try to catch your breath- your grip on the sheets could tear holes, your grip on her head is unrelenting.

The ferociousness of the build up slowly creeping out of you as you contort and huff out in frustration.

“W-why would you s-stop?!” Practically screeched into the air as you release her head from your grip and glare at her maliciously.

“Just a little pay back, baby.” A kiss to your thighs as her hand finds its way back to you.

Before you can protest, she harshly slaps your clit- one single horrifically hard time.

A shockwave of heat travels through your body, you’re absolutely brain dead, soaked, and ready to do whatever it takes to get her to give you what you desperately crave.

“Normally, I’d make this a little more excruciating…I’d tease you and make you want it more…but let’s just say I’m eager to please today…” a single lick up your pussy solidifies the stake to her claim.

“I want you…and I’m going to take what belongs to me.” Matter of factly spat out to you with a hint of hostility.

Before you can speak a single word, her lips return to your body - attaching right to your clit as her fingers slip back in and pump harder than before- humming continuously into you and not letting up at all.

The knot tightens, restricting your breathing and causing you to shake underneath her. You’re about to cum and she knows what.

Her fingers move faster and faster, ripping the orgasm right from your body and swallowing it whole.

Gasping as your mind blanks out, body constricting and convulsing as she continues to slam her fingers into you.

The orgasm dies down, but Mina keeps going. Pumping, sucking, and licking every drop of essence off you while creating more instantly, showing absolutely no signs of stopping what so ever.

“M-Mina…w-what are yo-“

“Shh, just take it. You know this is what you want.”

She knows you very well.

Following the rhythm of her, you slam down on her fingers as they push deeper and deeper into you. Her tongue unrelenting against you, you’re drowning in her.

“That’s right, baby. Let me have you.” Cooed out from between your legs as your next release builds.

More and more tension, it’s harder to keep yourself composed- the sounds coming out of you are primal and guttural, her favorite flavor of you…

Mina pulls her head back just to spit right on your pussy and slip a third finger in.

“F-fuck, fuck, fuck, oh my god baby!” Immediately, your mind goes blank again as she stretches you.

“Look at you…so ruined for me.” Latching back onto your clit and pumping her fingers.

The feeling of being so full of her and stretched out pushes you over the edge, swelling into bliss.

Vision blurred as your body gives into pleasure, clenching around Mina’s fingers and bucking your hips down onto her as you ride out your second orgasm.

“That’s right, baby. Give it all to me.” Watching as you lose it.

Gasping and gripping the sheets as your pussy pulsates, you feel the high wear off, coming down from the violently earth shattering orgasm Mina coaxed out of you.

Mina crawls up next to you, resting her head on your chest and sighing as you both relax.

“Your heart is racing.” A big cheeky smile dawned on her face as she draws little shapes on your stomach, waiting as you come back to yourself.

“Well, yeah! How could it not?” Leaning over to kiss her forehead and wrapping your arm around her.

“We should place bets more often…” followed by a yawn and a small stretch from your beloved girlfriend.

“You really want to lose again?” Knowing this would push her buttons a little.

“What?! I let you win!”

“Oh, did you?!”

Mina shoots out of bed and runs to the living room, still absolutely naked.

“Rematch! Right now!” Competitive nature of her radiating even from a few rooms over.

The clattering of the plastic pieces on the coffee table makes you smile, knowing that this would be a new little game you’d play with each other…she’s going to be devastated knowing you’ve been letting her win this entire time.

[prettypinkporkchop]

Hiiiiiiiiii I saw you wanted request, I would love a Seth where y/n is super quiet and shy compared to his our going talkative personality. Anyway love you 

Jared, Kim, and Seth keep the conversation going. The LEDs in the restaurant make the room seem more blue. You can hear everyone inside talking loudly. Your group seems to be the quietest. You can't tell. You're looking at the couple in front of you, sipping on your drink.

When you're with Seth and all of his people, you just nod your head and then agree with what Seth says. Sometimes, to include you, he'll ask you a question that goes with the conversation. You give him a simple answer, and he pats your thigh in appreciation of your effort.

He LOVES that you're shy. He thinks it's so so so so cute on you. He makes jokes when you two are alone and you're babbling. "Oh, where'd my shy girl go?"

"So, I say we do this again? I've had so much fun tonight." Kim laughs, getting her purse ready to leave.

"Yes!" Seth pipes up. He turns to you, slightly squeezing your knee and smiling down at you. "What you think, baby?"

You smile back and then look at Jared and Kim. "Absolutely."

Seth rubs your thigh and gives a few pats. He leans into your ear, "Good job, baby."

Once you two get home, you guys take showers and get comfy in the bed.

You straddle his stomach and take his face in your hands. "Babe! You looked so handsome today." You kiss his nose.

His hands land on your waist, and he smiles up at you. "You looked beautiful. Did you have fun? Or did you just say you did to be nice?"

"I did! I promise. I would like to do it again." You kiss him.

He kisses you back and puts one hand on the back of your head.

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You glance over at Seth, basically telling him to talk for you.

He looks over at Emily, already knowing what food you like. "Yes. Y/n loves that. She also really likes your cupcakes. Thanks, Emily!"

She writes it down on her notepad. She continues planning for your birthday.

"Thanks Emily." You say very quietly.

She smiles up at you. "Oh, you're so welcome!"

She stands up and walks into the kitchen. You lean into Seth, placing your chin on his shoulder and looking up at him with puppy eyes.

"What you got, baby?" He strokes your cheek.

"I don't want to open presents in front of everyone. I'm scared."

"I'll tell them to just send them over to our house. You can thank them through texts." He chuckles and kisses your forehead.

[kyri45]

✨SBP: Second Star Q&A! 07/05✨

Welcome to the Q&A! A space where I can answer related or similar question about the Shadowpeach Bio Parents AU! If it’s not answered here, worry not! Your asks might have been used for a future comic or just in the queue~

@deadhope34 ha chiesto: Can Mei, Pigsy and Tang not eat a peach of immortality and stay like that by MK side without dieing? That was the reason Wukong became immortal in the first place.

not everyone wants to become immortal

@klownkatz ha chiesto: in the most recent second star update, at the end we see two picture frames. one has mks photo in it, decorated with clouds- his name means "little cloud"/"little heaven" if i recall. the empty frame is decorated with a moon and some stars- is this a hint to the new babys future name?

love your work! :D

who knows?

@sarahnoah ha chiesto: Hey Kyri, I've been following you for a while, I love you so much Lmk, and especially this wonderful ship, I honestly think I spent my days repeating your comic too much Besides reading, I imagined what the next chapter would be like, everything, until we reached this stage, a next baby, sir I screamed, I love how much you makes the story of Xiaotian, Wukong and Macaque, ahhh, seriously, create a universe that brings these problems that Mk goes through that the series doesn't delve into so much, or talk about, I hope that season 6 addresses it, but you know You are so amazing, I can't go on without praising you so much, you have helped me a lot lately, following you, always reading what you post, about your cat too, and the people who support you support, it's such a good environment, and unfortunately I know you intend to finish, I've already gotten used to what wonderful works need an end, and mainly something I really wanted to know is, "Will you maintain this relationship, between Wukong and Macaque", and mainly, about this point of MK having these traits of Ma Macaque, even though the Mk itself only has it because in its universe it would be a creation of both energies of the two, so it justifies it, but its next stories still deal with this idea. Anyway, it was just this that's it, thank you for everything, for being one of my biggest inspirations, I'm studying nursing, I'm still graduating, but I love art a lot and creating is something that fascinates me a lot, and always reading, repeating all the to make me feel happy, know that your stories bring me this, sorry for the huge text, just Thank you, thank you for being you, for being unique, and for creating all this, and for existing.☺️❤️🌷🥰

Hello! Yes I will keep their relationship in other stories. About MK, most likely I will stay with his canon appearance and lore.

@twilight-bai-he ha chiesto: Speed question Which Shadowpeach is healthier past or present 💝

present

@evil-monked ha chiesto: JUST ONE QURSTION Do you already have a name for the baby? I would love it if the name be Yinxing, for some reason 🤡 I LOVE YOUR AU

yes i do. no it's not Yinxing

@shadowgirl-17 ha chiesto: Hiiiiiiiiii big fan of ur bio parents comic .. I have a question it might be a bit weird but if the baby was born ( mpreg ) and not be a stone baby who would be the one to carry it? Wouakong or Mac????? Just being curious thats all.. BTW your one of my fav artist 💜🧡

Wukong

@coolshadowkiller99 ha chiesto: Do the bio parents ever dance together? May I please call them shimians if they do?

Yes. Yes you can

@roseltelle ha chiesto: Macaques whole thing is the extra ears and the super hearing. What if baby they of course love them to bits but imagine how much they would have to adjust and learning Chinese sign language.

I mean yes but they wouldn't be alone in this, there will be Pigsy and Mk to help them as well

@autism-autobot ha chiesto: Does baby shower mean another Tumblr Takeover?

Yes but it will be a while til it happens.

@shevijra ha chiesto: I have a question about the baby! The kid is not there, it's kinda its shell? I know that the stone cracked, but this monkey will also crack, showing the baby or will it just start moving on its own? I dunno how to interpret the stone animals. Wukong came from the stone egg, not stone monkey statue. KYRI HELP! How it happened? The stone melted, exposing the monkey statue or what?

Wukong came from a very big stone, who then cracked open, to reveal a smaller stone. The latter was then "brushed by the wind" and it formed to be a living monkey. So most likely the second stone wasn't monkey-shaped, but it's moslty an aesthetic decision (MK was a literal stone monkey when Nuwa created him)

@twilight-bai-he ha chiesto: Funny question but does Mamacaque have a chancla 🩴. I imagine he does 😅. I got this idea from @madabapf by the way

for meme reason let's say he does

@domin-ki ha chiesto: Hey will Bai he show up any time? Miss her 💕🥺

later yeah

@thelittlefireicebird ha chiesto: And now, what does Mk's room look like? Will he continue living in his apartment or will he go live with Redson and his family? This is something that intrigues me a lot about demons. They don't leave the nest; they make it bigger.

His room on FFM It's just the same, just slightly bigger. He still lives over Pigsy restaurant. Technically PIF already made his future room constructed but MK is not ready or doesn't have any plans to move yet.

@drpepperlover545 ha chiesto: (sorry if i'm bothering you but) I have a question, Is wukong the type of parent to freak out when the baby gets like a mid cold. Like the type to go to the store and buy every medicine there btw love your art.

Yes, but Wukong has mid knowledge on medicine and Mamacaque is almost an expert, so while he would worry, he would mostly hover them, he would know how to cure them, unless it's a rare, unknown demonic illness.

@angelroseanimator ha chiesto: Hey I love you art but goooood question Who gets to be the new baby God child all heads down on deck on get to being the grandmother or Granddad of wukong and macaque child

of course GuanYin will be the godmother. I don't know about Godfather. I suppose there will be multiple (like Tang, Pigsy, Sandy and Nezha

@roseltelle ha chiesto: Wait wait wait with MK becoming a celestial prince does that mean that he may be summoned for Celestial jury Duty on occasion.

haha yes he does. And Nezha has to try to keep him from talking too much at meetings.

[ivvyw]

Less than nothing pt.4 | Vinnie Hacker

pairing: Vinnie hacker x fem!reader

summary: some promises are meant to be broken

warnings: angst, crying

next part

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The gifts didn’t stop, the letters were still slid under your door. And your apartment was as clean as ever. You were taking care of yourself better than you ever had.

You were feeling better, happier. You didn’t cry over your old chats, you didn’t feel sad while scrolling through old photos anymore.

You actually started smiling, showing everyone your real smile after a while.

Yet, there was still a small pit in your stomach. When you were alone at night, or when someone said something he used to say.

Or when someone gave you a look of disapproval when you joked about your insecurities or something that secretly hurt.

The look of disapproval he always gave you.

“Stop saying that, baby”

And in that moment, you felt like drowning again. Because even though you tried to lie to yourself, you missed him.

More than anything actually.

You missed his warm hands, his laugh. His words of comfort and warmth. Missed his jokes, his smile, laugh.

Some weeks passed after you saw him on the way from school. You were hanging out with your friends at a cafeteria.

You gave your friend a smile, as he pushed a strand of hair, that was in your face behind your ear, when you saw Vinnie, standing outside.

Even though you thought he’d come and do something about it, he didn’t. He just stood there, gave you a little smile with a slight nod of his head.

You could see it in his eyes though. The way he suffered, the way his eyes were sunken.

He felt the same way you felt months ago.

And it that moment, something in you changed.

A week later, you were sitting at home. It’s late at night, you were watching a movie, eating chocolate that was delivered to you.

Your favorite movie was playing, a fluffy blanket was thrown over your bodies as your entire attention was focused on the words the characters said.

And then you heard it.

Your phone started ringing. Pausing the movie, you grabbed your phone, looking at the screen. Your eyebrows furrowed when you saw the caller’s ID. Vinnie’s brother.

“Hello?”

You said, your voice small.

And then silence. Such a loud silence.

No one spoke on the other side.

But before you could say something more, someone interrupted you.

“I thought you wouldn’t pick up”

Your eyes widened, your lips parted slightly. The hold on your phone loosened.

“Vinnie?”

You whispered out, hoping you were only hallucinating. That you didn’t hear right.

“I’m glad you still know my name.”

His voice vas confident, holding a hint of sarcasm.

You were quiet, thinking about what to say next.

“I know you don’t want to hear from me. I know you’re doing better, which is great”

He mumbled out, his voice suddenly not as confident as it was before.

“And I know the letters aren’t working, I know you won’t contact me. So I’m contacting you”

You took a deep breath, closing your eyes for a moment before opening your mouth to say something, but nothing came out.

“I miss you a lot. And I’m sorry for being such an idiot for not letting you in the way you wanted. I realized it was a mistake and-“

But you interrupted him, not letting him talk any more. Because you didn’t want to hear it. Not now.

“Don’t contact me, please. Not again”

Was all you said before ending the call.

And then, you just broke down, letting out all of the emotions you kept in for weeks.

And Vinnie, on the other side was met with his brother’s knowing look.

“I told you”

Was said before Vinnie tossed the phone away.

His hope now entirely gone, knowing it was all his fault.

Only his fault.

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HIIIIIIIIII, MY LOVIEEESS.

Yep, it’s angst.

but it’s not the end of this story.

My question is if you want me to continue writing or want me to write something else?

Let me know, please.

Love you all ˖ . ݁𝜗𝜚. ݁₊