#i kinda feel that he is going to let me down like he will give Sako two panels and then sayounara you fucking weebs

[lawchwan]

do you like the sound of the music? (law, ace, sanji, zoro, kid)

summary: how the boys sound when they're getting pleasured. reader: gn!reader genre: smut disclaimer: not super detailed smut, but a grave detail on how these fine men sound like a/n: I know I haven't done an a/n, but it has been a minute since I posted here. I have been preoccupied (thanks to being a senior at uni) but now that I am done with everything, I hope I have more free time to post some fics and reignite my love for writing. I won't bore you much and we will proceed with more content (also my fem!law fic is in the works and it'll be put out sometime soon)

crossposted on ao3

Law

as much as i'd like to advocate for the whimper-whiny-loud-subby!law agenda that i have been adapting to my psyche while i was gone, he seems like the quiet kind while he's pleasuring you.

obviously not the type to be overtly silent to the point you won't hear a breath out of him. he's just simply a grunter and a light growler. he won't be very vocal unless you want him too.

when he comes, thats when you hear the magic beautiful sounds. it depends on the type of sex, dynamic, and/or pace you two have set in, he’ll either grunt a dragged deep moan or a slight whimper that cascades into your ears as he spills out his load onto you.

“mm, shit, fuck, y/n, you feel so fucking good…fuck~”

ace

oh that loud ass motherfucker. if you expect him to quiet down, well you’re out of luck. even if you placed a gag on his mouth, he’ll still spill out the loudest moan any human could produce (please gag him, he actually loves it).

ngl he kinda is the type to give exaggerated noises, like im talking those very exaggerated moans that you would hear in those shitty pornos (that ace may or may not unironically enjoy).

if you want to illicit the most hottest whimper that spills out of his mouth, simply just stroke and tug on his wavy locks—he will definitely go feral over this simple manuever. his mouth would probably be wrapped around your nipples, and his muffled moans could be heard on the outside, disturbing whoever’s nearby.

“mm—pfah! you think you can cover my mouth, baby?! huh?! think again—oo FUCK!~”

sanji

another loud boy. maybe not as loud as ace, but definitely can be loud if he needs to be.

he’ll honestly let out the most cutest and hottest moans any person can produce, it can even border into whimpering. he does get embarrassed when he gets super loud though, so keep a gag nearby if needed.

he’ll, however, take pride that only you can push him into the edge and let him produce music to your ears, much to the dismay of the crew. he’ll sometimes purposely moan out loud if it means to piss off zoro and keep him up from his slumber, leaving the green mosshead disgruntled and disgusted.

“oh~oh my god! y/n! you feel so—fuck!”

zoro

zoro’s a grunter. next.

no but in all seriousness, he does seem like a grunter and the type to give you dirty talk. he, like law, is not that talkative but he’ll say the most filthiest of shit in your ears that will leave you melting under his touch.

he’ll also maybe taunt you by groaning along with you with a smirk as he looks down at your wet parts.

“aww, you want my cock that badly?… well you might have to beg for it”

kid

jesus this man is crazy in bed. he strikes me as the type to be a growler. he seems to me to be very animalistic as he rails you like there’s mo tomorrow.

i can see him pinning your hips down as he thrusts himself into you, throwing his head back, letting out the loudest growls and groans as he speeds himself up. he’ll probably start talking in haste manner as well as soon as he feels himself getting closer to let his waterfall out.

“c’mon.. fucking, c’mon! you better come for me. come for me. come for me. come for me—grrr FUCK!”

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[sturniololoves]

Chris uses a remote controlled vib on reader when they are on live

‘LIVE REACTION’— CHRISTOPHER STURNIOLO

ꕥ pairing. Christopher Sturniolo x fem! Reader

ꕥ summary. in which Chris uses a remote controlled vibrator on his girlfriend in his brothers Wednesday twitch stream.

ꕥ requested. yes by anon!

ꕥ warnings. smut, no actual P in V, use of a vibrator, overstimulation, public sex kinda ig???

ꕥ word count. 586

ꕥ A/N. i had lots of fun writing this thanks for the request!! ALSO IF YALL SEND ME MORE DRABBLES LIKE THIS ILL BE ON MY POSTING GRIND

Arousal dripping down your leg, shaking, trembling, and trying not to orgasm from the overstimulation.

You wouldn't think that Chris would pull this move in front of over thirty thousand fans, or even his brothers.

But that's what he loves about it.

Having a vibrator remote control in his pocket, and the other piece in your pussy on low vibrations on display for the fans to see.

You and the triplets just got back yesterday, not realizing they didn't film a Wednesday video for their YouTube channel.

Instead, last night while you were sleeping Nick, Matt, and Chris went live playing Fortnite and decided to just stream for their Wednesday vlog playing headbandz of all things.

Before any of this even started Chris had the bright idea for you to wear a vibrator just for fun, you obliged to see where it would go, that obviously being a mistake.

Because now here you are waiting for your turn on the game while sitting on Matt's bed hopefully there isn't a wet spot underneath you.

“Y/n your turn!” Nick says finally guessing his.

You struggle to get up from the number of times Chris has edged you, but make it to the chair anyways.

He has a habit that the longer you take to guess the more he turns up the levels, and this time isn't going to be any different.

They stick the paper to the hat and you begin asking questions already preparing to cum this time around.

“Am I a person?” you ask.

No, they reply in unison.

“Am I an object?”

They all yell yes with a laugh.

“Am I electrical,” you ask, starting to feel more faster rhythmic vibration starting to flow through your body.

Yes again.

“Can I be used in the kitchen?” Clearly a wrong answer because the vibration is intense, possibly being on the max setting.

Closing your eyes, hands falling to grip the chair, so tightly your knuckles turn white.

You bite your lip to steady a moan, hoping chat doesn't pick up on your unusual actions.

“In the bedroom?” coming out in almost a moan.

That gives you a moment to breathe it being right, but it doesn't take long for it to start up once again at a lower setting.

“Is it a phone charger?” Clearly, you were wrong, that wasn't the max setting because this one hit you like a bus. Almost causing you to tumble to the floor, letting out an uncontrollable squeal, feeling the knot in your stomach that's been there for about an hour starting to burn.

“S-sorry got dizzy felt like I was going to fall!” you say to cover up the noise you let out.

“Do you need anything, baby?” Chris says but a smug smirk.

You know if you answer him you'll cum, but its too late the knots on fire.

“Is it a-” being Interrupted by the shock of an orgasm, shaking from the release of the knot snapping, finally sighing in relief of the orgasm that now coats your panties more than before.

It was definitely noticeable, but now you can't let them know.

“A vibrator it is a vibrator,” you say out of breath and still trying to come up from your high.

You're right, of course you're right.

“Y/n are you okay what the fuck just happened?” Matt says worried about the state you're in.

“Yeah perfectly fine,” you smile up at him

Way to be discreet Christopher.

And the fans definitely know.

TAG LIST: @sturnsforlife , @freshloveee , @sturnsbabie , @delusional-4-fake-people, @chr1sgirl4life

[livelaughlovesubs]

I have a small request which you can totally ignore if yous wants but-

Imagine Poe (bsd) feeling he isn't good enough and making a self-deprecating comment and reader fucking him while making him say (or until he says) he's worth it 💖

Ohhhh, that’s kinda sweet~ I like it heh

Dom!reader x sub!poe

Warning: pegging (can be read as a dick), praise kink, overstimulation, marking, fucked dumb

“Who’s my good boy? Who’s doing such a good job right now?”

There was only one right answer. It was him. Of course it was your dear partner. He’s been obeying you so nicely, bouncing up and down on top of you without taking a break. His back was facing you, giving you a nice view of his ass, as well as how your dick gets hurried inside him each time he slumps back into your lap. These shaking hands grabbed yours, making you hold onto his waist harder and leaving bruises behind.

You leaned against him, lips hovering above his neck as your hot breath tickled his skin. A shiver ran down his spine when you whispered something again, “answer me, pretty boy.” That’s what you said, but you wouldn’t give him time to speak and think! Relentlessly pounding him while kissing and sucking on his back, painting his body with marks and hickeys. Who would under such circumstances be able to speak properly? All he could let out were soft sobs paired with high-pitched whimpers. Back arched away from you, hands bawled into fists as he slams himself against your crotch.

His hair was a messy nest, flying around and obstructing his view, not that he could have registered anything anyway since he was only focused on the stretching feeling inside him. Every time he slows down for what reason ever, you’d run your hip upwards to meet his, hitting his prostate with such pinpoint accuracy that it makes him see stars. Electricity would course through his body like huge waves of pleasure, rendering him unable to even form a single coherent word. One of poe’s hands was wrapped around his dick to jerk himself off. But poor baby has been too distracted by the feeling of getting fucked dumb, so much that he forgot to move his hand. Now only holding it like it’s some kind of broken decoration that’s leaking its filth everywhere.

Really, everywhere. His precum spread to the sheets, his thighs, and even his belly. Now everything became sticky because of him. What a naughty boy he was, creating such a chaos. When Poe still didn’t muster enough energy to answer your questions, you squeezed down on his hips, getting a better grip before forcing him up and down your cock in a rough pace. “Hu- ah..aAAHHhHNHgG wait- y/n..!! Too much oh <3 too much!” He’d complain, but due to the moans it doesn’t sound very convincing. Watching his muscles tighten as more tears roll down his body, along with droplets of sweat. His rosy cheeks were so adorable, his body too, so perfect for you. A perfect little toy for you to adore.

Once again you groaned into his ear, “tell me, Poe, who’s my good boy?” After you finished your sentence, you noticed how his rim clenched down on you, holding onto you without wanting to let go. “Mhmm..! I- I…” he tried to answer you, he really did, yet whenever he opens his mouth only more whines would spill out. “Go on baby, take your time.” You smirked at him, a comforting smile that told him everything will be alright. Poe closed his eyes in an attempt to collect his thoughts, but it backfired and made him focus only on the way you stretched his walls. God it was heavenly, it was ecstasy he never experienced before. Whenever you just meekly brushed against his sweet spot, he’d mewl and squeak like a little slut.

This is no good, he was close, he had to answer you or else he might receive a punishment. Why do you want him to praise himself anyway? It’s so embarrassing! When you once again drove your dick deep inside him, hitting spots he never knew existed, he lost all energy and slumped back against your chest. A melting expression on his face as drool dripped down his chin, body sore from all the overstimulation already. His legs twitched around as a poor attempt to balance out the pleasure he received. He was exhausted, he couldn’t keep going anymore, all he did in that moment was giving himself to you completely, letting you use him like a toy.

“This won’t do, you have to speak, pretty boy.” You reminded him, while clasping one hand over his, the one pathetically trying to play with his own member. “Uhh.. it feels ah, hNng too good.” He gave out, barely able to register the meaning of your words. “Hmm, but you can speak right? Need me to repeat my question?” Even now you didn’t give up, fucking his brains out while giving him orders. “Hic, hmm… m-me… ah, I’m your go- uhHnn good boy..<3” Poe answered eventually, after that his tongue stuck out and his eyes rolled back. As if you milking his prostate wasn’t enough, you were forcing his hand to pump his length up and down now as well! He was going to break at this point!

“Good job, that’s right, you are my loveliest good boy, so be proud of it alright?” You said, before pointing into him faster and harder as a reward. “AhhHHHHh!! OohhH! Too much- too deep!!! Y/n HngHh, too fasttt!!” Aww, he’s crying about how he can’t handle this again, such an adorable thing. Since he’s encouraging you so feverishly, you had to respond to his pleads, right? Grinning from ear as to ear as you mumbled, “Shh, don’t worry, you won’t break that quick, I want to make this moment last.”

[ketaundkrawall]

hi girlie! idk if yr taking requests so feel free to discard it but i was listening to agora hills by doja cat and the idea of reader being famous artist and joost being the fan just didn’t leave me alone😭🌀🩵

thank you for the request 🫶🏻 i hope you guys enjoy it <3

Stargirl Interlude ☽｡⋆ Joost Klein

Summary: you’re a famous singer meeting one of your fans

Warnings: none, just fluff and two fangirls meeting each other (maybe smut in pt. 2 bc this ends in a cliffhanger kinda), not proofread, afab!reader, no use of Y/N

WC: 1.1k

A/N: guys pls lmk if i should do a part two (i will) 💫

What you loved most about your job was seeing the happy faces of your fans whenever you came on stage. Well, it wasn’t really a job to you, it was your destiny to stand on stage and make people happy.

You loved when the crowd chanted your name, absolutely making every stage performance of yours better when they sang the lyrics. It made you proud. And it was everything you dreamed of when you were a child. Seeing people happy and being able to help them with your music somehow.

Nonetheless, every time you went on stage you were nervous. It was a feeling that accompanied you ever since you started your career.

Today you performed in a club in Amsterdam. You’ve never actually travelled to the Netherlands before so you were really excited. Not only to perform but also to explore the city, since it was your last tour stop you were doing at the moment.

Right now you were getting all set up to go on stage. You could already hear the people outside waiting for you to come out and start the show. “You’re going to kill it babes.” Your best friend, Tommy, said as he came to a stand beside you with a drink for you which you accepted with a thanks and sipped on it. “I really hope so.” Smiling you gave him the empty cup.

Tommy always travelled with you. He has been there for you since the very beginning of your career and never left your side, always calming your nerves before the shows started and you were so fucking thankful for him. “Jeez stop being so nervous! You’re a bomb you know that and now go out there and fucking show them what you got!” He cheered you on and you laughed. Giving him one last hug and taking a deep breath you ran out

“AMSTERDAM ARE YOU READY?! LETS GET THIS PARTY GOING!” You yelled and instantly felt happiness and relief flowed your body as the crowd screamed and just went completely crazy.

And so you started your show, loving the way all the people singing with you. It really filled your heart with joy. After an hour or so you were out of breath and just needed some water. Your hair was sticking to your sweaty forehead but honestly? You couldn’t be happier. Looking throughout the crowd you smiled. “Gosh we’re having some really good looking guys here tonight done we?” You grinned and the crowd screamed.

And with ‘good looking guys’ you meant one particular one that caught your eye since the beginning of the show. Of course you knew who he was. You saw him on your TikTok the whole time, liking way too many edits that popped up on your For-You-Page.

Eyes roaming the crowd again they stopped at him for a short moment but you were sure he noticed. “Never thought an Eurovision candidate would be a fan of mine.” You now grinned at the blonde, walking towards the front of the stage and kneeling down. “Joost mother fucking Klein is listening to my music guys!” You screamed and the crowd cheered again. Eyes darting to him, you saw him laugh. It would be a lie to say you didn’t listen to his music, even though you didn’t understand a word.

Walking to the back of the stage to your DJ you said something to him and soon the melody of Europapa was blasting through the speakers and you and almost the whole audience did that silly little dance and you saw Joost laughing and cheering, definitely liking it.

After the song finished you kept on going with your show, watching Joost sing along to all of your songs. Something you never thought would happen. You played your last few songs, totally forgetting the time and soon everything was over. “THANK YOU AMSTERDAM!! I LOVE YOU!” You screamed into the mic, your eyes finding the blondes again, before walking off stage.

“Jesus babes that was amazing!” Tommy practically yelled and hugged you, making you giggle. “Thanks Tommy, hey, could you get Joost backstage?” You asked in your sweetest voice possible, bashing your lashes at him and he grinned. “Uhhh.” Scoffing you hit his arm earning a huff from him. “I see what I can do.” And with that he was off.

Walking back to your dressing room you flipped down on the couch, taking a cup with whatever liquor was inside, and opened your instagram. Your DM’s and notifications were flooded with messages, pictures and videos of what just happened. People already shipped you and even had a name for the both of you. You giggled and went on TikTok, notifications blowing up on there as well. Being so concentrated on your phone you didn’t hear the knock that was coming from the door.

As you finally did notice tho you quickly yelled a “yeah?” and the door opened. Joost standing in the doorway.

Sitting up straight now you smiled widely. “Hey.” He breathed out like he couldn’t believe he’s finally meeting you. “Hi.” You smiled back and got up to hug him. “Can’t believe I’m finally meeting you.” Joost chuckled and you smiled, pulling away. “Really?” He nodded. “Been listening to your music for a while now actually.” He confessed and it made you really proud somehow. “Well thank you.” You giggled.

Both of you sat down and started to chatter away and you couldn’t stop yourself from noticing how he was smiling the whole time as he was excitedly talking to you about everything. And you got along so well. The time flew by so fast and soon it was 4 in the morning.

“I should get going.” Joost said as he looked at his phone. You just nodded. “Yeah I’m so done. Need a lot of sleep now. Long day tomorrow. I want to do some sightseeing.” You smiled, pulling your knees to your chest. “Hey uh.” Joost started and scratched the back of his head nervously. “How about I give you my number and you hit me up? I can show you around if you want.”

Your eyes lit up as you nodded. “I’d really like that you smiled as he dropped his shoulder. You didn’t even noticed how nervous he actually was to ask you that question. Handing over his phone you quickly typed your number down along with his name. He smiled as you gave it back to him. “Then good night I guess. I see you around then.”

And with that he walked out of the club, not being able to stop the smile that was forming on his face. Taking his phone out he looked at your contact and chuckled.

You saved yourself on his phone as ‘Stargirl Interlude 💫’, your stage name.

[daisykihannie]

𝚀𝚞𝚒𝚎𝚝 | 𝙻.𝙵𝚇

Day 6 of 8 days of kinks: Public Sex

Pairing: dom!felix x fem!reader

Warnings: exhibitionism, public sex, smut, nsfw, unprotected sex, established relationship, kinda dub-con, biting, almost crying, etc.

a/n: i actually really like this one? i hope you don’t mind the lack of plot here

@chvnlix Day 6: Here

“Felix!? what are you-“ you were cut off by your boyfriend clamping his hand over your mouth, his other hand holding the base of your neck to hold you in place. He was looking around like he was hiding, running, from someone.

You stared at him with wide eyes, your arms hugging your breasts in a poor attempt to hide them on reflex even though Felix could probably map out every feature of them with his eyes closed.

Felix let out a deep sigh when the coast was clear, giving you a blinding smile that made his eyes turn upward into soft crescents before he removed his hand from your lips. “Hi baby~” he cooed in a whisper. “Fe-“ and you were cut off again with his hand covering your mouth again. He looked at you with wide eyes, a warning to be quiet and then removed his hand again.

“Felix- what are you doing in here?” you whisper shouted, confused and a bit snappy with your tone while your eyes shot around the dressing room that you were still half naked in.

“I missed you.” he pouted, feigning offense. “Lix. I was gone for all of 10 minutes. I literally had one more dress to try on and then I'd be right out.” you tried your best to point out how insane Felix’s actions were without having to flat out say it.

He grabbed your wrists, removing them from your breast and pulled your arms down to your side and swinging them left and right cutely. “Did you not miss me?” he asked and looked at you with the biggest, wet, puppy dog eyes and pout.

You let out a deep sigh, rolling your eyes at his antics before speaking. “Of course I missed you Sunshine, but I was going to be right out in only a few minutes.” you stared at him sweetly with furrowed brows and a fond smile. You couldn’t help it, you love him too much even with how clingy he was. He was too fucking cute to deny and you were so unbelievably weak for this man.

He moved his hands to your bare hips, you were almost completely naked except for the thin fabric of your panties that barely covered you. He ran his thumbs in gentle circles along your hip bones and allowed his eyes to travel the expanse of your bare skin, taking an extra long moment to take in the sight of your breasts sitting pretty for him.

He tugged you in by the hips so your chest was flush against his covered chest and your pelvis collided with his, a muffled moan slipping out of his throat. “He missed you too baby.” he said and rolled his hips into you, forcing you to feel his cock that was hard and straining against his jeans.

You bit your lip at the feeling and felt butterflies erupting in your stomach. “L-lix…” you called out in a whisper, trying to sound stern but it came out as a whimper instead. Felix knew that you were wrapped around his finger, knew that you couldn’t fight the arousal that he could easily pull from the deepest parts of your being.

“Let’s help each other out, yeah?” he purred into your ear and continued rolling his hips, dragging his cock against your core that might as well have just been bare considering how thin the sheer fabric of your panties were.

“W-we can’t baby. We’re in public, what if we got caught.” you tried to reason, unsure if you were trying to convince him or yourself that this was a bad idea. The idea of possibly getting caught with your boyfriend's cock inside your cunt made it even harder to deny how arousing the situation was.

“We won’t get caught. We just need to stay quiet.” he hummed, removing one of his hands from your hips and pushing two of his fingers between your thighs and applying pressure to your clit. A whimper threatened to escape your chest when Felix covered your mouth again.

“I said to be quiet, doll.” he purred and tilted his head with an evil, teasing smirk on his face. He started rubbing his fingers in circles against your bud, causing your legs to shake at the stimulation.

“My pretty baby is so wet for me, your panties are completely soaked.” he cooed and withdrew his fingers which caused you to whimper at the lack of sensation. You watched intently as he brought his fingers into your line of sight and separated them from each other, a string of your juices keeping the digits connected before he was dragging them across his tongue. He closed his mouth around his fingers, sucking them clean with a groan and his eyes rolling back.

“You always taste so sweet. I just can’t get enough.” he moaned out, placing his hand on your thigh and hiking it up to rest over his hip. He removed his hand from your mouth, diving into a bruising kiss that was desperate and messy.

You swallowed down as many of your moans as you could as Felix eagerly licked around your mouth, savoring as much of your taste as he could. He kept your leg in its place on his hip and used his free hand to undo the button on his jeans, sliding the zipper down and shoving the fabric down to rest around the thickest part of his thighs.

When he released his aching cock, it recoiled up to slap against your sloppy cunt and the two of you swallowed each other's moans. He continued rolling his hips, allowing his cock to slip and slide against the now transparent fabric and through your folds. His cock very quickly became a sloppy mess from your juices, his pubes beginning to stick together with the sticky fluids.

You felt his fingers between your legs again, pulling the fabric to the side, The tip of his cock teasing your swollen clit directly now and your knees threatened to buckle, whining and begging into your boyfriends hungry mouth.

“Don’t worry my love, I'm gonna take care of you. I promise.” he hummed against your spit-shined lips and began to kiss down your neck, nipping at your sweet spot and moving his hand back to your mouth. “I just don’t trust you not to get us caught.” he followed up and slammed his cock into you, your scream muffled by his hand.

Thank god he didn’t trust you, he knows you too well. His hips stilled and he had to take a few deep breaths to keep from spilling inside you already with the way your hole fluttered around his length.

“You always feel like heaven. My cock fits so perfectly inside your pretty cunt. It’s like it was made for my cock.” he moaned quietly into your ear, his voice thick with his arousal causing it to be even deeper than usual. His hand stayed clamped over your mouth in a vice grip as your eyes began rolling into the back of your head. The drag of his heavy cock through your walls was addicting. The way his cock would drive directly into your g-spot with every thrust in had you trembling.

Drool was spilling from your mouth and down your chin through the seam where his hand stayed against your flesh. He wrapped his other hand around your waist in a bruising hold to keep you up. He buried his face into the side of your throat and began mouthing at the soft flesh to muffle his own moans. You had to breathe through your nose heavily as your head began to spin from the abuse to your g-spot.

His pace was picking up as well, punching small “ah ah ah”s from your gut everytime the head of his cock nudged against that spongey spot buried deep inside you. “Fuck doll. Sucking me in so beautifully. Gonna cum inside, fill you up like you like.” he moaned out, his thrusts growing more frantic as time went on. You were on the brink of crying as the knot in your stomach continued tightening at a rapid pace.

You could feel your orgasm approaching, getting closer every time you could hear someone right outside the dressing room you two were in. The fear of knowing that at any second the two of you could get caught had your orgasm crashing into you with the intensity of a cluster of fireworks exploding deep inside your gut. You clamped down around Felix’s cock as your body began to convulse in his hold. He let out soft hisses as he pushed through your orgasm.

He continued to thrust through the vice grip your pussy had on him, pushing him to topple over the edge as well. He bit down on your shoulder hard to muffle his own cries as he spilled inside of you. His cock was buried as deep as he could get it, inside of you and you felt him painting your walls white, his cock twitching and stretching the muscle of your pussy as he filled you up. It felt like he was cumming forever and you felt so full that it was bordering on painful.

When he stopped cumming, he stayed buried inside of you and was left panting when he pulled away from your shoulder. “Shit baby…” he mumbled with a blissed out expression on his face.

He removed his hand from your mouth and you were left panting as well, slumped back against the mirror behind your back. Your skin felt sticky and you let out a hiss at the cold metal once it made contact with your skin.

Once Felix caught his breath, he still didn’t pull out and kept you plugged up with his cock to keep his cum from spilling out of you. He took a hold of where your panties clung to your hips and pulled them hard, ripping the fabric on one side and then moving to the other.

“Lix! what are you-“ you were cut off by his cock slipping out of you and before you could complain about being empty he shoved your underwear inside your cunt before anything could leak out.

“Can’t leave a mess and get caught, my love. Gotta be my good girl and keep my cum inside you till we get home.” he smiled, patting your thigh and allowing your leg to drop from his hip. Your thigh was beyond sore and you felt like a newborn deer trying to stand.

“Go ahead and get dressed so we can go home.” he placed a chaste kiss to your forehead and gathered your clothes, helping you get dressed again and the two of you slipped out of the store unnoticed and not bothering to check if there was any mess left behind, giggling like two high schoolers.

[brokenwinebox]

Carmy’s Panic Attack

hi! hello! i don’t normally make things like this but i’ve been obsessed with the bear and sydcarmy so i thought i’d make my first meta. go easy on me please lol.

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sydcarmy is a new hyper-fixation of mine recently so i’ve been reading metas and trying to better articulate why this ship is so addictive to me. i kind of came to the conclusion that subtext and words that aren’t really being said but still very present to the narrative is something that i eat up. although, the thing that gets to me the most is THIS scene right here. carmy’s rude awakening panic attack scene. this is when the show really slapped me in the face. i thought of sydcarmy as a ship that might not happen (and i’ve been burned with ships like these before. hello fellow tvd bamon shippers) so, naturally i ship it and pay attention but i don’t get worked up over them. i would catch certain lines and just think *interesting. huh. that has to be intentional right?*

but then we get to the panic attack scene and it all just clicked in place for me. why did we see sydney’s tattoo in a blue filter next to carmy kissing claire? then we get to claire and carmy’s intimate scene which is also in blue and i remember just sitting there watching it with a confused expression the whole time. during it, i kept thinking why are both these scenes blue? why put sydney after claire (and vice versa) all the time?🤨

all those questions came up to the surface once i saw this scene. it felt like an assassin attempt on my life because i literally lost my mind. i started questioning every thought i’ve ever had. i looked at the dialogue really carefully. i started reading metas to see if people were seeing what i was seeing (they were and a sh*t ton more that wasn’t even in my line of thinking.)

so, after a while i just started binging their scenes over and over again. after this scene, it kinda somehow became a phenomenon almost?? a rare moment in carmy’s head where even though it isn’t explicitly defined, it’s there for us to see.

i watched the trailer for the bear s3 and i just kept thinking of everything i’ve learned and came to the conclusion that none of this is a coincidence.

in the panic attack scene, we’re met with the intimate scene of claire and carmy. then we get snapshots of claire mixed in with his family from the fishes episode. it’s such a strange scene when other people conclude that because carmy just loves claire so much, it scares him. while sydney JUST represents his confidence in his cooking and the restaurant. i kept thinking “how is that the representation of this scene?”

and then i looked at it with a different perspective. as a significant other, wouldn’t i be just a little concerned that another woman can calm him down but not me? then i realized, that’s exactly what’s bothering me about people saying that. because regardless of whether you shipped claire and carmy (all five of them) wouldn’t you be a little upset that carmy can’t even think about his girlfriend to calm down? he doesn’t even call for her in the walk in. he knew she was there. but he called for sydney (the restaurant). he even goes as far as giving claire a fake number. why would i root for that?💀

not to the mention the table scene, which is just straight emotional cheating with a f*cking RESTAURANT y’all. how is it even with sydney representing a restaurant, it still feels disrespectful to claire? you don’t just stare at your restaurant platonic partner like THAT with a hand twitch for no reason. he has more emotional intimacy with sydney, a restaurant. (please let that sink in)

all of this to say it’s very fascinating to see how much claire was attached to the episode fishes. it’s beautiful storytelling because we didn’t really know/meet the family yet until that episode. then seemingly, we get all these scenes of claire being put right next to his family in the panic attack. at the time, i didn’t understand why until the s3 trailer.

what was it about THIS little interaction that causes carmy to give her the wrong number and (possibly intentionally) forget her entirely??

and also how can this be seen as a good thing for claire and carmy stans (all four of them)??? carmy looked so frazzled and shifty eyed. just from the trailer alone, it almost looked like he wasn’t even really looking at her. which is interesting because how can people potentially turn this around and say how romantic this scene is? if sydney truly represents the restaurant to some then what does claire represent here if you add the panic scene on top of it? unless you look at the whole fishes episode in a positive light then being attached to a clearly traumatizing day doesn’t really mean good things for that relationship. that relationship was DOA (dead on arrival).

also a little fun coincidence that just doesn’t seem like a coincidence at this point is how claire is wearing a RED puffer jacket. with the way it’s shot, it’s a pretty good juxtaposition of a sydcarmy moment in the s1 finale. coincidentally, this scene was also in the panic attack.

night is the opposite of day. red is the opposite of green isn’t it? another coincidence???! i’m being delusional??? i don’t know, dude.

seems like claire is in competition with sydney, who apparently just represents the restaurant (how does this not make her a romantic rival?)🙃

also i had another thought that because claire left her “i love you.” on voicemail in s2, if there’s a love confession between sydcarmy, it would be on a call that carmy would answer. i don’t really have in depth thoughts on this theory though so i just thought i’d leave it here to look back on.

thank you if anyone read this. just needed to get my thoughts out before s3 starts and i lose all my initial thoughts and feelings.

[transmascaraa]

Hi!!! Im not used to requesting but i just thought of this, could you write a scenario where the reader, does the trend where you pretend to pet a dog/cat like you drag your hand over there head like your about to pet them, but you dont? and they lean into it and dont understand what your doing? i hope you get what i mean!! sorry if i was unclear... 💗💗

(with gorou, itto, lyney, tighnari, maybe neuvilette or zhongli?? and anyone else you want)

multiple characters headcannons!

not petting them.

characters: lyney, gorou, itto, tighnari, neuvillette, zhongli x gn!reader

author's note: ofcccc i think that's a really cute idea!! especially with the specific characters you requested lol hope you enjoy

♡ Lyney

-it is pure evil doing this to him

-you slide your hand over his head and just keep it there.

-he leans into it confusedly.

-"what are you doing?" with his pully dog eyes.

-"nothing, why?" you boldly reply.

-he thought you were about to let him.

-so he just stops leaning into your hand and does the same to you, keeping his hand over your head like that.

-"what?" you ask him.

-"how does it feel to not be petted properly?"

-you just put his hand back down and kiss him on the cheek, telling him it's a prank.

-he just goes red for the rest of the day.

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✿⁠ Gorou

-also pure evil that you're doing this to an actual dog(i would too)

-so just randomly in the day, you come to him, who is in the living room on the couch.

-"need anything?" he asks.

-"no." and that's when you looked as if you were gonna pet him, but you didn't.

-after a few seconds of just staring at eachother while he leans his head into your hand, his tail wagging slowly— he questions you:

-"hm? you can pet me, i don't bite, do i?"

-"nope, wasn't even planning to." and you put your hand back down.

-"you're really mean, y'know?" he says irritatedly.

-"mhm." and you pat him on the head just then.

-he might be a bit sassy throughout the day but not like it bothers you lol

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⑅ Itto

-never written for this guy yet but ok i hope he doesn't turn out ooc or smthn

-so, you go up to him once, talk a bit.

-js everyday talk as if you're not planning to do this to him rn

-and you finally do it, leaving your hand above his head, only brushing against his horns faintly.

-he leans into it, confused about what the hell you're doing.

-"what's that supposed to mean? are you trying to trick ME? the ONE and ONI itto?"

-"no, i didn't want to pet you."

-"liar, liar, pants on fire. i've already seen that trend!" so he did the same to you, trying to mock you.

-"it wasn't the trend-" you try justifying yourself but he cuts you off—

-"then what, you just randomly float your hand above my head? what's that supposed to be? a ufo? i don't think so!!" sassy idiot.

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✷ Tighnari

-he doesn't keep up with the trends at all so you're kinda safe with doing it to him

-so you do it while he's researching something

-some plant idk

-and you come to his room all of a sudden.

-"what do you want? i'm a bit busy now...." he says while giving you a slight smile from his desk.

-"nothing at all, don't worry." so you come up to him and drag your hand over his head, him thinking you'd pet him for being hardworking.

-"why don't you pet me, hm? something wrong?" he's so fucking confused

-"nope, everything's fine." you can't stand to see him so needy of you petting him so you actually pet him.

-"thank you. now go, i hope it's not another trend you're doing."

-"well........... about that—"

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☆ Neuvillette

-he'd be the most confused out of all these guys(excluding itto)

-he was working on some papers with you near him, as you usually do.

-sharing a few words here and there, and then you just act as if you'd pet him (which you ofc don't do)

-"hm? love? what are you doing?" he raises his head from his papers and looks at you instead.

-"nothing."

-"you can pet me if you want?.." he slowly takes your hand himself and puts it on his head.

-so now you just keep you hand still on his head.

-"my dear, what are you doing?" he doesn't understand a single thing happening.

-you just shrugged as he then continued doing his paperwork.

-that's when you decided to just pet him as you wanted to at the start, seeing him smile at you from the side.

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✧ Zhongli

-ehh so i feel like he would know about trends but never expect you to do one of them to him personally

-and you basically decide to take action mid-talk with him.

-"yes, and i've also heard about- what are you doing?" he gets cut off by your hand above his head.

-"nothing, you can continue." you reply innocently.

-"uhm.. okay? so as i was saying, recently, i've heard about how furina is doing currently in fontaine, and i can say i'm very impressed, she has- why are you laughing?" he asks with a confused smile on his face.

-you continue laughing for a bit longer until you actually pet him.

-"it was a prank-" you can't continue due to laughing at him.

-he's confused but also smiling at the same time.

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i hope nothing was too ooc

this was fun

hope you liked it :p

| @mischievouseal | @mariaace <3

[weministertomonsters]

Imagine This #18 - Werebunny

M Werebunny x F reader

You're out foraging for edible berries and herbs to stock up back home. As a human, you're not able to eat everything the forest has to offer, unlike the forestfolk who have welcomed you into their territory. To your delight, you find a buttergourd, a delicious vegetable that tastes a lot like pumpkin. You tap your fingers against it, testing to see if it's ripe. You're so invested in your find that you don't notice the werebunny hopping up to you until it's too late.

"What are you doing?" A curious voice asks in your ear.

You jump and almost lose your grip on your basket. "Eirin!"

Eirin blinks his dewy eyes. "I'm sorry, did I scare you again?"

"I'll never get used to how quiet you are." You sigh. "I guess I'm kind of jumpy today. Just don't do it again."

"Okay." He tags along with you and tries to help, adding pretty leaves and pebbles to your basket.

Nothing you need, but it's dumb and cute, so you let him do his own thing. A few minutes later you've once again completely forgotten about him. Just as you sit down for a break he turns up out of nowhere.

"I found a heart-shaped rock, look!" He shouts, thrusting his prize under your nose.

"That's it!" You leap up and chase him. "I told you to stop scaring me!"

He runs as fast as his short legs can carry him.

"Ahhh, I'm sorry!" He knows what his punishment is going to be.

With an evil grin, you knock him to the floor and straddle his soft thighs, setting your fingers to his ribcage with relish. It always gives you a kick to see him squirming helplessly as you tickle him.

"Okay! Okay!" He squeaks, leafs tangled into his fur as he wriggles. "I won't do it again!"

"I don't believe that," you huff. "You never keep to your word."

"Um-" he stammers something and shifts under you. "I'm kinda..."

You roll your hips, grinning wickedly. "I know."

You lift yourself off and saunter away. "Let this be a lesson."

"You can't leave me like this!" He protests, lurching up and hopping after you. "Come back!"

You start to run, laughing. "Catch me first," you challenge.

It turns out Eirin can be fast when he wants to be. His momentum knocks you off your feet, and you barely manage to catch yourself on your hands and knees.

"Ouch," you grumble.

Eirin is gasping for air, fumbling madly under your dress as he presses against your back. He finally pulls your underwear down enough and humps against you, groaning. His cock leaves slick trails on your skin, thrusting against your clit and everywhere else except where he wants it to go. He whimpers, his blunt bunny claws digging into your hips.

"Want to be inside you..." He mutters.

You reach back and help him, guiding him into you. He cries out in excitement and slams into you so hard you nearly fall face-first into the leaves. From there you endure his mindless thrusting and try to keep yourself upright, gasping as his cock thrusts into you at the perfect angle. It feels so good...

Without warning he's spurting into you, his muscles trembling and hands scrabbling as he tries to pull you further onto his cock.

"Oh." You blink and wait for him to pull out.

That's it? You wonder. I didn't even get to cum...

He presses his soft nose against your neck and purrs. You can feel his heartbeat against your back.

"Lie on your back," he says. "It'll be more comfortable and you won't have to worry about falling over."

"You're not finished?"

His eyes gleam with lust as he stares at your body. His leaking cock throbs inside you.

"No..."

[pizzaapeteer]

@mattyriddlesbitch and I couldn't stop going feral over mattheo as our neighbour, here's a collabed blurb

art made with ai, divider found here

The rising midsummer heat had persuaded you to cool off, taking you and your dog down to the beach. Not wanting to overheat you, dress in one of your tiniest bikinis and spend the leisurely time swimming and basking in the sun. After an hour or so of wearing your dog out, you head back, noting how messy your dog has gotten, making sure to hose them off in front, not wanting to dirty your house. 

What you didn't expect was for them to run off and shake right in front of your neighbour's car, scattering the clean vehicle with wet sand. Your neighbor you've known for almost a year, the hot charming guy. The one you’ve been crushing on. 

After corralling your dog to half settle in the backyard, you make way finding a bucket and sponge setting out to clean your neighbour's car. What you don’t expect though was for said neighbour to step out onto his porch as you were bent over his hood mid clean.

The clearing of his throat draws your attention. “What are you doing?” He cocks his brow, crossing his arms, leaning on the post, his eyes trailing over your figure, especially your ass in the little bikini. 

You're quick to raise your head at his question, straighten up and face him, noting how he was only sporting a robe and his boxers. “Sorry. um, my dog kinda got your rear all dirty.” You smile sheepishly, eyes twinkling, aware of how his eyes pause on your chest for a moment before meeting your eyes. 

His brows raise intrigued by your choice of wording, unsure if you’ve done it on purpose. “Oh, no problem. Just wasn't expecting that.” His eyes avert from looking down again, shifting and grabbing the newspaper from the porch, holding it low in front of him. “By all means, don't let me stop you.”

Rolling your eyes with a smile, returning to cleaning his car. 

“So, is there a way to sign up to get more of these car washes?” He smiles, leaning on his door frame.

“Shut up. This is me cleaning up after my dog.” You retort. 

“You mean your little yapper over there?” He gestured with his head to your backyard where your dog was barking and running around, most likely finishing out the little burst of energy they got from the short shower.

“They're not that loud!” You defend, scoffing as you straighten up again, hands on your hips. 

“Hey, get back to work. I don't pay you to slack off.” He jokes before a spurt of laughter erupts and a fall of curse words spill, feeling the splash of cold water hit his bare chest. His eyes narrow down at you playfully at the shrug of innocence you give him, having thrown your sponge at him, the sponge falls dripping onto his paper. 

“That was just rude.” He says lightly, shakes, lifting it away from his groin and your eyes zone in on the raging hard on he’s suppressing, biting your lip as he retreats back inside. 

[ataliagold]

Or Maybe We Don't

For @astrangersummer week 7 prompt 'or maybe we don't'.

Pairing: Eddie Munson/Steve Harrington

Rating: G

W/C: 1280

Tags: Steddie, first kiss, getting together, beach holiday, sunset, fluff, Steve Harrington has a crush on Eddie Munson, Eddie Munson has a crush on Steve Harrington, love confessions

Summary: It's the final day of Steve and Eddie's summer trip, and Steve has something he needs to tell Eddie.

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Sunset was approaching, the sky a brilliant array of orange and pink, light sparkling off the water flowing forward then receding away again in gentle waves.

Steve was sitting with Eddie in the sand, looking out across the empty beach. It had been busy earlier – families set up for a day in the sun, kids building sandcastles, people playing in the surf. Most had been day-trippers, now packed up and departed, leaving just Steve and Eddie to take in the slowly sinking sun.

It was their last night at the little seaside house that Robin’s aunty had let them use for a few days for a brief summer getaway.

Robin and Nancy were supposed to have come on this trip with them, but Nancy had come down with some flu she’d caught from Mike and Robin had stayed behind to take care of her.

That left only Eddie and Steve, and this unspoken thing building between them that neither had managed to mention yet.

It was stolen glances, hands brushing not-so-accidentally, Steve quietly giving Eddie the pickles from his burger at the diner, nights spent in front of the TV where neither of them really focused on the movie – they were too busy looking at each other.

“I don’t really want to go home,” Eddie commented, breaking the pleasant silence that had fallen over them, “not yet. S’nice here.”

“I’m sure we can come back,” Steve told him, letting a handful of sand run through his fingers. “With Robin and Nancy.”

Something flashed across Eddie’s face, the slightest wince, and he turned away a little. “Yeah. With them.”

Steve paused. Reached his hand slightly towards Eddie’s, then stopped himself, let his hand fall again.

“Eddie?”

“Yeah?” His voice was tight.

Steve frowned. “Is something wrong?”

“No.”

“Ok. Just…you seem kinda…”

“What?”

“I dunno.”

“Good one, Harrington.”

There was no malice in Eddie’s tone, but Steve flinched a little at the old nickname anyway because he and Eddie were so far past that now – or at least, he thought they were.

Steve sighed. “I don’t really wanna go home either. I do miss Robin though.”

Eddie smiled then. “You missed her on our first night here.”

“Yeah,” Steve said sheepishly.

“It’s been good though, right? The last couple of days?”

“Yeah.”

“I know it’s not…well, it’s not really what we’d planned, without the girls, but…”

“I’ve had fun.”

“Yeah. Me too.”

Steve’s tongue darted out over his lips, and he looked back out to the water. He knew why their conversation had become so stilted, why things suddenly felt so awkward, but he hadn’t been able to get the courage up to voice it.

To tell Eddie how he felt.

But when was he going to get another chance like this? They were alone, away from prying eyes, from the demands of the kids – out here they could be anyone they wanted to be.

Steve wanted to be Eddie’s.

He snuck a glance at the other boy. Took in the way the light fell across his delicate features, shining off dark brown eyes, his face so pretty despite being slightly clouded by indecision, perhaps the same indecision Steve was feeling right now.

“Eddie –”

“Steve – ”

They spoke at the same time, snapped their mouths shut in sync.

Eddie laughed briefly. Rubbed the back of his neck, tugged a section of hair across his mouth, smiled playfully at Steve.

“You first, big boy.”

“What were you going to say?” Steve asked quietly, because what if he’d been reading this all wrong, what if Eddie was going to say something completely mundane, suggest they eat at the diner tonight instead of Steve cooking, which Steve really hoped he wouldn’t because he was planning on making Eddie’s favourite lasagna as a surprise…

Eddie’s lips twitched. “Probably the same as you,” he said earnestly.

Steve sucked in a breath, let it out a little shakily. Inched his hand towards Eddie’s again.

“I really enjoyed these last few days,” Steve said after a moment. “With you, I mean.”

Eddie nodded, pinky brushing against Steve’s.

“And I think…well, I know how I…feel about you. And it kinda…” Steve trailed off, looked down at his lap, anywhere but Eddie because he could feel his cheeks colouring now, and what if he was about to fuck everything up? He took a deep breath, tried again. “Well, it kinda scares me. Because I’ve never felt this way about anyone else except Nancy, a long time ago. And you know how that ended, and I don’t want that to happen again, not with you. God, not with you.”

Finally, he forced himself to look up, Eddie’s silence too much to bear.

He was looking at Steve softly, openly, his pinky looped over Steve’s now, breeze gently ruffling his hair.

Steve wanted to kiss him.

But he waited, needed to be sure, needed to know he hadn’t imagined everything between them.

“You know I’ve been in love with you since you carried my half-dead ass out of the Upside Down, right?”

Steve blinked several times in response to Eddie’s confession. “Seriously?”

Eddie chuckled. “Yeah. What, like that’s an unreasonable response to Steve Harrington saving your life?”

“I just…I mean, you never…you didn’t say anything.”

“I thought you were straight.”

Steve tipped his head to the side, raised his eyebrows briefly. “To be fair, so did I.”

“So you’re telling me…you’re not?” Eddie continued, his expression hopeful, his pinky curling around Steve’s.

“No,” Steve said, meeting his eyes. “No, because I really want to kiss you right now.”

Eddie swallowed visibly. Leaned in closer, until Steve could feel his warm breath dance across his lips.

“Go on then, Stevie.”

Steve closed the little distance left between them. Kissed him there as the sun farewelled the sky, slow and gentle and a little unsure of himself because he’d never kissed another man before. But instead of his heart rate spiking like he’d expected it to, it slowed under Eddie’s touch, and Steve felt calm and soft and safe because this was Eddie and he’d never felt something so right in this life.

The following day, after spending the night in Eddie’s arms, Steve was driving them back to Hawkins. Back to their jobs, back to their separate homes, back to reality.

Hand in hand across the gearbox, the two spent most of the drive looking at each other, Steve having to force his attention back to the road every now and then.

An hour out of Hawkins, Eddie spoke.

“What do we do, when we get home?”

“What do you mean?”

“Well, do we…tell people? Our friends? Wayne? The kids?”

“Do you want to?”

“Well…I want to be able to be with you,” Eddie said, squeezing his hand. “But are you ready for that? Steve Harrington, former Hawkins golden boy, in a relationship with Eddie the freak?”

Steve made a soft noise of protest at that, brought Eddie’s hand up to his mouth and kissed it.

“I want to be with you,” Steve said firmly. “I’m not sure when we tell people, let’s maybe give it a few days to think about it, but…yeah, Eddie. I want you.”

“Because we could…well, I mean, if you wanted to we could…” Eddie’s eyes darted away, looked out the window, back again. “I’d understand if you wanted to pretend this never happened. If you wanted to just go back to normal. We could, if you want.”

I can’t, Steve knew. And looking at Eddie, at his face that was imploring Steve otherwise, he knew Eddie couldn’t either.

Steve smiled at him. Brought Eddie’s hand to his lap and held it securely there.

“Or maybe we don’t.”

[enhas-pov]

serial killer

summary: there’s a serial killer in town and reader is worried about her boyfriend, niki. he’s acting odd

warnings: murder, blood, yandere, forced kissing, obsessive love

word count: 1.8k

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it was a friday night, me and niki were sat on the couch watching a movie together. i was laying with my back against his chest whilst munching on some of my popcorn. “what happened?” the tv had suddenly switched from the movie we were watching to the news. “oops, sorry. i accidentally sat on the remote” i reached for it from under me and was about to switch back to the movie when the news caught my attention. “according to police reports, a new serial killer has been identified in our area. the killer has been linked to three murders in the past week. authorities describe the killer as a tall figure often dressed in black. the police are urging residents to report any suspicious activity immediately and we will continue to bring you updates. in the meantime, we want to remind you all to secure your homes and look out for one another. that’s all for now, stay safe” i was in absolute shock. a new serial killer in town? while i was trying to process these news, i felt niki’s hand stroking my arm. “niki.. i’m scared” i turned to look at him and he didn’t look scared at all, it looked like this wasn’t a shock to him. “there’s nothing to be scared of, ___. i’m here, okay? i’ll protect you. i always will” he pulled me in closer and placed a kiss on my forehead. it made me feel less scared and a lot more safer, i knew that i would always be safe with him.

“niki! we’ve run out of conditioner-“ i walked out the bathroom while drying my hair with a towel when i noticed niki putting his shoes on. “i’ll get some on my way back home” he opened the door and was about to leave before i slammed it shut which made him jump. “you mean to tell me that you’re going out, right now? at night? when there’s a serial killer out there? do you have a death wish, niki?” i refuse to let him leave, i don’t want a dead boyfriend. “baby come on. i’m just gonna meet up with jungwon, that’s it. i’ll be safe, i promise” he didn’t seem to be worried or anything, it was kinda odd. “but what about me? what if the killer breaks in and kills me, hm?” i crossed my arms while i was stood in front of him blocking the door. “that won’t happen” he sounded so sure about it too. “and how do you know that?” without giving me an answer, he placed his hands on my waist and lifted me up like it was nothing. he moved me away from the door so he could make his way out. “because i do. i’ll be back soon, i love you” he gave me a quick kiss on the lips before he left, closing the door behind him. i’m definitely not getting any sleep before he gets back. if he gets back..

i was sat on the couch watching tangled to try and make me feel less scared. i guess it kinda worked, until the evil old lady showed up on the screen. i let out a big sigh and my mind went to niki. was he okay? it’s only been an hour, and he did text me twice letting me know he was okay. i should stop overthinking, niki is fine- “i’m back!” i jumped up from the couch the second i heard his voice. i ran towards him and threw my arms around his neck. “i thought you died..” i hid my face in his neck and was very grateful to the fact that he was alive. “i’m really tired, but i couldn’t sleep since i was worried sick about you” i pulled away so i could finally look him in the eyes. i noticed how his hair was messed up and so were his clothes. wait, is that blood on his shirt? “see, i told you nothing would happen to me or you-“ “niki.. what’s that?” i used my finger to point at the red spot on his shirt. “oh, that. i just spilled my drink” i’m not sure why, but a part of me didn’t believe him. i shrieked when he picked me up by placing his hands under my thighs. “let’s go to bed. you said you were tired, yeah?” he walked us over to our bedroom and placed me down onto the bed. i watched him pull his red stained shirt over his head and throw it in the laundry basket. “so, how’s jungwon?” he turned to me with a confused look on his face, like he had no idea what i was talking about. “what?” “you told me you were gonna meet up with jungwon, remember?” i could tell realization hit him, did he lie to me? “oh, right. i was confused for a second because of how tired i am. but he’s good” i slightly nodded, but if i’m gonna be honest niki is acting really weird. he got in bed next to me after turning all the lights off. i could feel him wrap his arms around my waist and pulling me closer to him.

i woke up in the middle of the night with no sight of niki. i heard weird noises so i thought he was probably just getting himself water or using the bathroom, but he was taking too long. i stretched my arms before getting up to see what was taking him so long. “niki?” first i looked in the living room, then the kitchen and then the bathroom. where was he? i kept on hearing those noises, so i decided to follow them. suddenly, it stopped and i was stood in front of the door that lead down to the basement. i don’t usually go down there, why would i? out of curiosity and wanting to know where niki was, i slowly opened the door which made a creaking sound. “niki?” i repeated, no answer. as i made my way down the stairs i couldn’t see anything since it was pitch black, so i brought my phone out and used my flash light to look around. all i could see were cardboard boxes and just a bunch of junk we stored down here. i was about to go back up when i stepped in some kind of liquid, it was kinda thick and disgusting. when i flashed my phone down on my feet, my heart dropped when i realized what i stepped in was blood. even worse, fresh blood. “oh my god.. i’m gonna throw up..” i covered my mouth and started backing up when suddenly, i felt my back hit something making me jump. i quickly turned around and my blood went cold when i saw it was niki stood behind me. i was too scared to say anything, meanwhile he was just stood there looking down at me with a blank expression. the stairs were to my left, could i make a run for it? i counted down in my head.

3… 2… 1!

i quickly pushed niki to the side and made a run for it, but he clearly saw it coming. halfway up the stairs, i tripped when niki’s hand grabbed my ankle. i managed to kick his hand away making him groan in pain, “fuck!” it gave me enough time to get back up on my feet tho. when i had finally made it back up, i slammed the door shut behind me, but there was no lock on it. “shit..” get out of the house, that was my first thought. a few hours ago i’d be too scared to leave the house because of the serial killer, but i didn’t know that i was living with him and that he was my own boyfriend. i ran to the front door and jumped when i heard the door to the basement get slammed open. it made me stress and panic which is the reason to why i was struggling to open the door. “come on..!” i kept on twisting the door knob until i finally got it open. the second i stepped my foot outside, i got dragged back in by a strong muscular force and the door was slammed shut. knowing no one could hear me i still started screaming for help, but niki covered my mouth with his hand muffling the sound of my voice. he pushed me up against the wall and held me tightly since i kept on moving around. “shhh. be quiet” he started stroking my hair and leaned in closer to my face. “i’m not gonna hurt you, okay? i would never hurt you baby. i told you i’d always protect you” even though i now knew he was the one murdering people, he still made me feel safe with his words. i know that it’s wrong, he’s not a good person, but i can’t help it. i stopped moving around and screaming for help which resulted in him removing his hand from my mouth and loosening his grip on my body.

“why..?” he cocked his head at my question. “why?” he asked me. “why would you do that to those innocent people..?” i was full of mixed emotions. my eyes were teary, i had this lump in my throat and a pit in my stomach. “innocent? those people weren’t innocent” what? what does he mean by ‘they weren’t innocent’? “i don’t understand.. what did they do?” he placed his index finger on the center of my chest. “they all wanted you for themselves. i had to show them that it would result in bad consequences” did he.. murder people out of jealousy? i felt even worse, like i was about to pass out. “niki.. i can’t“ i pushed lightly at his chest but he didn’t dare to move. “please- get away from me.. i don’t feel so good” he still wouldn’t get out of my way, what was wrong with him? “it’s okay. i’ll make you feel good” “what?-“ i didn’t see it coming, but he smashed his lips onto mine and started kissing me relentlessly. i brought my hands up and started hitting his chest, signing him to get off of me. he didn’t seem to care tho. he just grabbed me by my waist and pulled me in closer to deepen the kiss. i felt him slide his tongue into my mouth, but the feeling of it was weird. he was making out with me whilst i was trying to resist him. he finally pulled away to catch his breath, and so did i. “do you feel better?” to my surprise, i did. the lump in my throat and the pit in my stomach had gone away once he kissed me, i just didn’t notice. he pressed his forehead against mine and looked into my eyes. “i won’t let anyone come near you, ever” the way he was acting, it wasn’t normal. but i couldn’t help but love him even more.

[wh0iskyra0]

Back from deployment

Alejandro x poc!fem!Reader

‼️SMUT‼️

A/N- This is a smut story and I tried to make it a slow burn but idk if I passed or failed that🌝 and also this is a poc story but skin color was not mentioned, I hope you enjoy. This is also my first time writing a smut story and my first time writing for Alejandro so my bad if it’s bad.😭

W/C- 1461

Alejandro has just got back from being deployed but he’s just a little…stressed so you help him.

Today Alejandro was coming home, so I decided to cook his favorite dinner and made the dining table look fancy but not too fancy just some candles. I looked at the time and smiled, I finished just in time he said he was coming around 8 “I hope he likes it.” I said to myself out loud I walked over to the kitchen to get the food out of the oven and got some cups and a bottle of wine.

I looked at the table and smiled, I heard the door open and smiled “Welcome home Alejandro.” I said walking up to hug him he hugged me back but let go and walked towards our shared room, I was kinda sad that he didn’t look at the table I walked to the bedroom “Ale, you okay?” I said leaning on the door frame “I’m fine mi vida, I’m going to take a shower.” He said walking to the bathroom.

I sighed and followed him, I walked behind him and hugged him “You look stressed, how about after you shower, you come to the kitchen and eat?” I said kissing his back and I walked away. After a while of waiting he walked out of our bedroom and into the kitchen and sat down, I handed him a plate and gave him a kiss “So how was work?” I said with a smile.

He replied with a sigh and stopped eating. “Look mi Vida work was really stressful, but I can’t say anything to you.” He said in a serious tone, I nodded and continued eating. I honestly was a little upset that he used the tone normally. He wasn't that serious, I looked up at him and he was half way done with his food before he looked up at me “Mi Vida, come here.” He said with a sigh, I walked over to him with a sad expression. I sat on his lap and hugged him “Look mi amor I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to sound rude.” He said hugging me back

“You know…I can help you.” I said looking at him with a smile, he picked me up and carried me to our bedroom “You want to help me?” He said placing me on the bed, I nodded “I thought we could possibly…you being a little bit more rougher than usual..?” I said looking up at him, he looked at me for a minute “You look like you could rea-!” Before I could finish he smashed his lips into mine.

I whimpered into the kiss due to excitement, he stopped kissing me and moved to my neck “Are you sure you want me to be rougher?” He said in between kisses I nodded and put my hand in his hair, he smiled and started lifting my shirt and he started kissing my chest “Te quiero mucho, mi amor.” He said. “I love you too Ale.” I said looking at him, he continued kissing and made his way to my stomach “I love your body so much” he said continuing to kiss lower.

“Oh my god, Ale ur teasing me aren’t you!” I said, rubbing his hair, “You said to be rougher, i'm not teasing mi amor I’m just… preparing you.” He said while kissing my thighs he looked at me and smiled, I groaned and whimpered “Come on please, you’re right there” I said slightly moving his head to where I wanted him. He grabbed my hands and put them by my side. “Look mi amor, no touching or I’ll stop.” He said looking up at me with a serious expression, I nodded and just looked at him.

“Buena chica, eres una buena oyente” he said to me, kissing me through my panties I whimpered I thrusted my hips to get a little more friction he gently licked my clit through the fabric I moaned at the feeling, he snickered at my actions “You like that, mi amor?” He said while giving quick kisses on my clit, he let go of my hands and pulled my panties and threw them somewhere in the room.

He gave my inner thigh a quick kiss before he kissed my pussy and licked a strip from my clit to my opening, I moaned and went to put my hand on his hair. “What did I say about touching mi amor?” He said kissing my clit “N-no touching.” I said putting my hands to my side he hummed in response, he continued kissing my pussy, then I felt his tongue licking the entrance. He started to tongue fuck me at a fast like pace.

“Fuck. Oh my god, please don’t stop.!” I said gripping the sheets underneath me, he smiled and continued but at a faster speed “¿Te gusta ese bebé?” He said to me, I didn’t understand what he said but I knew it was something dirty. I felt myself reaching my orgasm. Alejandro felt that I was closer and closer than he stopped, I looked at him with a confused and angry expression “Ale, w-why’d you stop?!” I said look down at him. He sat up and leaned down to kiss me.

“You're not cumming unless it’s on my cock.” He said while kissing my cheeks I nodded, I wanted to reach up and put my hands around his neck he noticed that and put my hands around his neck, he slipped his cock on my clit I whimpered at the shock of pleasure that traveled up my body he began to kiss me and slowly went down to my boobs and kissed on my nipples as he slipped inside of me.

I moaned and hugged him tightly. He chuckled and kissed my ear, “Are you sure you want this mi amor?” While he lifted me on his lap I nodded and wrapped My arms around him “No no Mamá, I need words.” He said, grabbing my face to look at him, “I’m s-sure I want this.” I said with a smile he wiped a tear from my eye with a smile. He began to gently slide his cock inside of me with a low groan.

He started off gently with some kisses “You love me baby.” He said while picking up speed “I-I do I love you so much!” I said while wrapping my arms around his neck, he kissed me and started going faster “Oh my go, Oh my god!” I said while tears ran down my face. He chuckled and looked at me “You like me being rough?” He said while going rougher “YES, YES I DO I LOVE IT SO MUCH!!” I said as I felt him going even faster than before.

“Eres una chica tan buena, mi amor, tan buena para mí.” He said to me he moved his hand to my clit and made small little circles on my clit, I let out more loud moans and whimpers I’m pretty sure the neighbors are going to complain in the morning, I finally felt my orgasm start building up and I can tell that he knew as well “Your so close mama, come on cum for me.” He said going faster and rubbing my clit faster.

I felt bubbles in my stomach burst with excitement, he smiled while continuing his fast pace riding out my orgasm, he kissed me “I’m almost there mi amor” he said putting his head on my shoulder, he kissed me neck as he felt his orgasm coming up. He reached his orgasm and slowed down as he finished. “Are you okay my love?” He said rubbing my back, I smiled “I-I'm fine.” I said slowly drifting off to sleep. He slowly pulled out and placed me on the bed. I saw him walk to the bathroom and came back with a towel. “You sure that was okay?” He said cleaning me up I nodded.

After he was done cleaning me up I turned over on my side, he came back and laid down with me “I’m really glad you helped me mi amor.” He said putting his hand on my cheek and giving me a kiss “I am too” I said smiling.

[In the morning]

“Look I don’t mind the noise but the noise from last night was a little bit too much Mr.Vargas.” The neighbor says, Alejandro nodded and apologized for the noise. Once the neighbor left he closed the door and turned around to see me with an embarrassing look “Told you you were being loud.” He said walking to the kitchen “YOU DIDN'T TELL ME ANYTHING ABOUT BEING LOUD.” I said walking over to him and hugging him from behind.

“My bad mi amor” he says while turning around and looking at me and giving me a kiss.

Also thank you to my lovely friend for giving me this idea 😜 she’s very smart

[notgonnaedit]

The Red Bandana

Summary: The story of how Hunter got his bandana

Warnings: None

A/n: I absolutely loved writing this. I'm very proud of it and it was the first of my writings that I've ever shown my dad

Art is mine

Hunter blew the long strands of hair out of his face. His desire to be like his defective brothers was why he even grew out his hair. But during training it was always in the way. The thick brown curls always got in his eyes and messed up his aim.

As much as he loved his long hair, Hunter knew that in the heat of battle it would cost him. It had to go.

The enhanced clone stood in the barracks refresher staring at the mirror. Looking back was the young clone. Dark hair hanging in eyes that changed with the light. Technically, he was around 8 years old. But because of the Kaminoans’ accelerated ageing, he had the mind and body of a 16 year old.

Hunter turned the blade in his hand. He had been training with Commander Cody in hand-to-hand combat. Learning to use a vibro blade was his favorite part. Now the blade was being used for something he'd rather not do, but he had to be practical. If his hair was in the way in the middle of a battle, it might cost Hunter his life. Or worse, his brothers.

He let out a sigh, no longer stalling. He reached behind his head with his left hand and gathered the thick locks. He held them tightly and raised the knife to them. He took a deep breath, ready to cut his hair.

"Hunter?"

The young clone faltered. He had not heard anyone enter. He cursed himself silently for not paying closer attention. Him and Tech had come to the conclusion that whenever Hunter felt strong emotions his heightened senses were dulled significantly. Tech had suggested that since because Hunter had stronger senses, his emotions were stronger too and, therefore, cancelled his other senses. It seemed maybe he was more attached to his long hair than he had previously thought.

Hunter lowered his blade and turned to the older clone in the doorway. "99, what are you doing in here?"

The older clone hobbled into the refresher. "You're late for evening mess." He said. "Your brothers were wondering where you were." His gaze shifted to the knife in his hand. "You're cutting your hair?"

Hunter looked down at his blade. He technically wasn't supposed to have it since he was still a cadet, but Cody had convinced a few of the trainers to let it slide. "Let the kid practice." He had said.

"Uh, yeah?" Hunter said a little sheepishly. 

"I thought you liked your long hair." 99 questioned.

"It gets in my face when I train, and it makes me kinda sweaty." Why did Hunter feel like he needed to explain himself? He hadn't done anything wrong. 

99's gaze bored into him. "Why did you grow out your hair in the first place?"

"Well," Hunter fidgeted with the blade in his hand. "My brothers are all different than the regs, and I guess I wanted to be different too."

99 looked at him quizzically. "But you are like your brothers, Hunter."

Hunter shook his head. "No, I mean look different. The regs call them names because of how they look, but not me. I thought that if I looked different, maybe the regs would, well, hate me too."

"You want them to hate you?" 99 asked.

Hunter clenched his fists. "Yeah. When we're done with training, I'm supposed to lead us into battle. If I look like a reg, they’ll end up hating me too. How am I supposed to lead my squad if my brothers don't even respect me?”

99's gaze softened. "Oh, Hunter. You know your brother's look up to you no matter what you look like, right?"

"Not Crosshair." The young clone scoffed. "He doesn't even care if I look like them. He says that it's obvious what I'm trying to do, and I should just give up because I'll always look like a reg."

99 chuckled. "Are you going to change everything about yourself for one person?"

"I'm not changing everything, just..." Hunter trailed off, not sure of where he was going.

99 seemed to be smirking, but it was hard to tell with his lopsided face. "So, you’re cutting your hair because of something one person said? I thought you didn’t care what people said about you. Or have you been spending time with the regs?”

Something stirred inside Hunter. A feeling of defiance. "I am not a reg." But the more the thought about it, he realized 99 was right. He was cutting his hair and looking more like a reg to lead his squad, a batch of  “defective” clones. They were anything but normal. Hunter realized he didn’t need to change for anyone. He liked his long hair, and Crosshair could stow it if he said anything about it.

A smile spread across Hunter's face. "Yeah, who cares? I'm gonna do what I want with my hair, no matter what Crosshair says." But there was still one problem. "Oh," His smile faded when he realized this. "Um, 99?"

"Yes, Hunter?" 99 said with a smile.

"My hair still gets in the way a lot." Hunter scratched the back of his head.

99 chuckled lightly. "I think I may have a solution for that. Come on."

Hunter followed the older clone through the halls of Kamino. They ignored the regs snide remarks and dirty whispers. Hunter dug his fingers into his palms to keep from punching them. He could hear everything. Every comment meant to hurt them, and they knew it. 

Eventually, they made it to the armory. Hunter looked around. There were blasters, detonators, bombs, and anything that Wrecker would try to steal. The armory also housed armor and clothes in the back. 99 lead him towards the back.

"Uh, 99, where are we going?" Hunter asked.

The older clone stopped by the bundles of tunics, undershirts, and pants. They were tied together with a belt and the boots to complete the uniform were sitting next to it. 99 unrolled the bundle and took the red undershirt sleeve. He ripped a decent sized strip off from the red cloth.

"I doubt anyone will care if we just take this off." 99 said cheekily. He set the rest of the clothes down and held out the strip of cloth. "Turn around."

A bit confused, Hunter obeyed and turned. He felt 99 put the cloth around his head and tighten it. He tied the ends.

"There," 99 stepped away. "Now you can keep your hair and it won't get in your way."

Hunter looked walked to the mirror at the end of the room. He could still feel a few strands of hair on his forehead, but they no longer hung in his eyes. His chocolate locks were held back by a red banana. Now, he could be himself without risking anything. 

“And just so you know, Hunter.” 99 spoke up again. “Your brothers don’t look up to you because of how you look. It’s because you have a good heart.

Hunter turned to the older clone and smiled. "Thanks, 99."

99 may never see active duty, but he was always there to help Hunter and his brothers prepare for their own battles. And that was something the young tracker would be eternally grateful for.

Tags for other wonderful writers @royallykt @bibliophilesince2003 @hugmekenobi @awkward-tension-art

[iris-qt]

𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚜

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🌱 ʟᴏʀᴇɴᴢᴏ ʙᴇʀᴋꜱʜɪʀᴇ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

🌱 ᴍᴇᴇᴛ-ᴄᴜᴛᴇ

🌱 ꜱʏɴᴏᴘꜱɪꜱ: ʟᴏʀᴇɴᴢᴏ ʙᴇʀᴋꜱʜɪʀᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴏɴ ᴀ ᴛʀɪᴘ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴡᴇᴅᴇɴ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜɪꜱ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅꜱ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʜᴇ ʀᴜɴꜱ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴀ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ᴛʀᴀɪɴ-ᴇxɪᴛɪɴɢ ᴍɪꜱʜᴀᴘ…ꜰᴏʀᴛᴜɴᴀᴛᴇʟʏ ʜᴇ ʜᴀꜱ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴏ ʜᴇʟᴘ ʜɪᴍ ᴏᴜᴛ.

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On his long-awaited dream trip to Sweden, Lorenzo Berkshire did not expect to feel so lost and alone. It wasn’t his fault he got so distracted looking out the train window, watching the lush lime glow of Sweden fall past him in the pouring rain.

Lorenzo was definitely more of a sunny day kinda guy but the muggy glow of the rain was absolutely magical. Until the magic ended, and Mattheo, Theodore, and Blaise were shouting at him to hurry up. Turning just in time, he watched the clear doors close on their gaped faces, and the train began chugging away.

It took Lorenzo a good minute to snap out of it. And then the panic begun. He couldn’t read those markings on the map lest he produce a headache at the tiny foreign characters swimming back and forth. Lorenzo looked around wildly, startling the locals. Smart Enzo had decided to visit a deep un-touristy part of Sweden in which very few people spoke English. He was going down the line, begging the confused locals to help, until he got to the very end of the car.

A cute girl with gorgeous hair was sitting with her headphones on, typing away at her laptop. He began his praticed questions, but the girl didn’t even acknowledge him. Confused, he stood there staring as she briefly looked up, and quickly became startled at this strange man’s face inches from hers. She slid her headphones onto her neck as she raised an annoyed brow at Enzo. He sheepishly grinned as he realized her loud music had tuned out his question. He began,

“HELLO! Do. You. Speak. English?”

Lorenzo thoughtfully enuniciated his words, hoping to get through to this girl. She just rolled her eyes at him. So he, red as the “no signal” alert on his muggle phone he carried in case of emergencies, was sad to have embarrassed himself in front of this enchanting girl. He quickly apologized with one of the few words he knew in Swedish.

“Förlåt.”

He bowed his head to convey some sign of respect and began to walk away. The girl snickered and called out to him,

“What do you need?”

He turned back with a surprised grin. “Hi! My name’s Enzo. So…I’m sort of lost and I cant speak Swedish,” he said ashamedly.

“Sounds like you can’t pronounce words in it either,” she said with a smirk.

“Oh no. How bad?”

“Mmm pretty bad.”

“Aw, Merlin.”

“Where are you trying to get to?”

“A place called Marstrand.”

“Oh, my mormor lives there”

“Your what?”

“My grandmother.”

Lorenzo smiled at the girl as she looked at him skeptically with his permanently happy face. She found it strange how someone could be so happy. Especially when lost in an unknown country. She found the silence to be awkward.

“We left Marstrand behind 2 stops ago. You’ll have to take a car or carriage back.”

“Oh my god, a carriage?”

“Uh, yes?”

“Like from some fairytale!”

“Yes, I guess so.” She couldn’t help but laugh at this strange foreign boy with the cute smile. Her laugh was music to Enzo’s ears. He wished he could capture the sound in an intricate music box as detailed as her and play it over and over again.

“So where should I get off?”

“As soon as you can.”

“The next stop?”

“Yes. Let me write out a note for you and teach you how to ask for directions. Once you get to the transportation place, just give them the note.”

“You’re a life saver..um…what was your name?”

The girl smiled and decided to shroud herself in mystery. Maybe then Enzo wouldn’t forget her, for you can forget a name, but not a presence.

“My name is confidential information,” she said, shrugging jokingly.

“Hmm confidential information. Guess I’ll have to abbreviate it to CI.”

“Doesn’t sound very pleasant.”

“Well then, it’s an oxymoron,” he said, grinning widely at his new object of attention.

“An oxy- what?” she said, brows creased, struggling to pronounce this new word. Enso just shrugged in his signature playful way as the announcer informed the passengers of the upcoming stop.

Lorenzo immediately felt a wave of sadness in leaving this girl behind. Something about her adorable stormy nature seemed much more appealing than the storm outside.

She began to get up, her bag and red umbrella in hand, and for a moment, Lorenzo saw flashes of romantically fantastical scenes in which CI disregarded her proceedings and explored all of Sweden with him.

But, unfortunately, she informed him her stop was after his, beyond the mountain, and she was just wishing him goodbye. Oh cruel, cruel reality.

[st4rc4t]

everything about you eddie munson x reader

wc: 700

cw: fluff, bomb mention but its a metaphor, kinda rockstar!eddie but the band still isnt super popular yet

a/n: you might recognise this i wrote it for . someone else . a long time ago but i rewrote it for eddie :3

As soon as he was away from the crowd, you were all over him. Quite literally. An arm wrapped tightly around his, his hand gently holding yours. He was always gentle, said he didn’t wanna “crush your chicken bones.” Whatever that meant. Still, it was sweet.

You just couldn’t stop staring at him. His huge proud smile as he talked to friends, flushed face and long sweaty hair stuck to his skin. You admired him the whole walk to the bar. A couple times while walking, he’d turn from conversing with a bandmate, or someone else, you weren’t really paying attention. He'd stop talking just to ask how you were doing.

Besides the copious amounts of praises you shouted at the band as soon as they came off stage, you were shockingly silent for having just watched them play. You had always felt the need to compliment him and the group for days afterwards, so your silence slightly worried him. Each time he asked, you’d just give him the most love sick smile he's even seen, and respond with something along the lines of, “absolutely perfect, my love.'' When you finally get to the dingy bar and have the chance to sit down, he turns his full body towards you to have a proper conversation. Sat in the middle of a round booth, one arm above you and the other on the table, effectively caging you in. Upon making undivided eye contact with him, you make a strangled squeal sound. slapping your hand over your mouth, you’re embarrassed of your unbridled want.

“What is going on with you,” he questions with an amused smirk, reaching to remove your hand from your face, “barely said a word since we left the venue.”

“You did so, so good,” you responded with big doe eyes. It definitely wasn't an answer to his question.

“You've said that already, my darling, thank you very much,” if he hadn’t known any better he would think you were already drunk, “but really, i’d like an answer to the question.”

you huff through your nose, and look at him for a moment longer, trying to collect your thoughts. Trying to explain that nothing is wrong, he is just so incredibly sexy that you feel like you’re a ticking time bomb. The anxiety of waiting for something to happen but he’s already right there, so, so close to you. It's almost too much. You’re afraid if you let your body do what it wants, you will get so affectionate, it appears violent to outside eyes. He can see the gears turning behind your eyes, and gives you another moment longer to collect yourself.

“you are,” you pause to take a breath in, speaking slowly, “so, incredibly special to me. I can not even believe how looking at you makes me feel. I don't even think I could...point out individual things, it is everything about you. I love you so much,” you release an exhale, as though the time bomb inside finally exploded, and you were finally able to release at least some of the pent up emotion.

He stares back at you, almost in shock. He knew you loved him. You say it to each other at least once a day, but he had never seen you in such a love-drunken state. A huge smile spreads on his pretty face, cheeks sore. Already riding the high of an incredible show, his insides were on fire. He was so warm, so grateful to have you on top of his already wonderful life. He didn't think it could get any better until he fell in love with you.

He cradles your face in his warm hands, radiating as much sweetness and need as you are. Kisses quickly cover every centimeter of your face. You’re laughing instantly, so beautiful and light, like down feathers dancing around his heart. Small incomplete mumbles of “I love you” and “So happy to have you” escape as he dotes on you.

The other members of Corroded Coffin are gagging playfully amongst themselves. Steve and Robin just awe silently at the display, reminiscing on younger days, appreciating how far everyone has come.

[totallyradicalmucky]

Party bus

I just graduated and I felt kinda off. So I wrote this to help me cool down. Lol so sorry if it’s like weird in some places idk. I usually just write to get a thought out of my head

The frat alien bus was absolutely bumping with loud, obnoxious music and overwhelming amounts of lights.

A conversation hardly overheard by the Milkshake who was currently on his fourth non-alcoholic drink of the night, (which he called so confidently dubbed his beer- despite being clearly sober) he staggered from the front of the bus yelling an obscenity backwards, to nobody in particular and spilling his drink on himself. Turning around to look at the drunken frat aliens…and of course the only brother who he could convince to come with him on this, Meatwad. Who was disgustingly soggy with tears and looking like a lost child, whining every time the frat aliens laughed.

Shake was silent for a moment when the aliens mentioned him by name, still waving his drink around nonchalantly and averting his eyes from the obvious. He heard them cackle, and gritted his teeth internally. Only having the balls to give a glance in their direction before he leans towards Meatwad, trying to act at least a little cool while he’s worried. Not that he’d admit that.

“Hey- you uh y’ alright there?”

Meatwad blinks, and there’s a sticky, wet sound that makes Shake cringe. He looks innocently up at Shake and a sad look on his face. The Milkshake feels himself soften a little.

“They..they uh..in-insulted me..by sayin’ sayin that..the that there public schools aren’t important compared to them private and them..those boarding schools.”

Shake looks at his brother confused.

“What? We never went to school at all- so, it should be fine!”

“But- but the kids that do, they did go to that public schools. And they’re important Shake. And now there’s no reason to call them..uh unimportant. That’s just plain ol mean. Wes all equal, brother.”

The milkshake sighs, still just as confused and if not a bit frustrated now. Looking back at the Frat aliens who had come to some divine revelation at that, and committed group suicide. Leaving the bus slowly rolling to a bloody halt, and the two brothers alone in their unintended blood fest. He rolls his eyes, hearing the bus finally coming to a stop as the music stops. Meatwad looks around awkwardly, looking as if he’s back to normal- now just soggy from crying. Shake goes to open the bus doors, yelling for Meatwad to follow him as he throws his empty solo cup over the meatball’s head.

“Hey stinkball! Party’s over, let’s go home and nap so we can max out on our hangovers! And totally piss off Frylock while doin it!”

Of course, Meatwad rolls along with him.

“That’s a gooood idea man- we could also, also..also- .See if…that big ol garden spider is in that one part of the.. umm basement and scare.. Frylock with it.”

“No i’m not doing that. That sucks.”

“Aw.. well I thought it was a pretty fun idea.”

(They did do that.)