#i love that I have so much inspo though I'm excited

[velvetsssapphic]

thanks to @tiddie-taylor I am now compelled to write a Halloween inside out fanfic with vampire Joy. God help what I make of this

[dootznbootz]

MADS. HE KEEPS ON TRYING TO EMBRACE THEM BOTH. WHY WON'T THEY LET HIMMMMM

This is probably where the "seed of self-doubt is planted" 😭 unconsciously he already "feels like monster". whether he is "worthy" of them or would they be disgusted by his actions.

don't know if hallucination or dream but like... this is probably his biggest fear at the moment. will they know what he's done in Troy and will they still care for him?? his desperation does somehing to me rdytfugihgyhj

[goldfades]

𝐁𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆 ─ PB⁵

౨ৎ ─ summary | request -> "STOP IM SO HAPPY UR MAKING PAIGE X WBB MEDIA MANAGER A SERIES BC I SENT IN THE FIRST REQUEST 😽😽😽 fic with paige and reader being out and a little wasted and getting interviewed by fellow college student about their relationship and working together etc. (could end in smut if u like ;)) // inspo: https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZTL9fH1p1/" (love you nonnie thank you for giving me the idea to make this series, ur the best mwahhhh hope you enjoyed)

─ word count | 1k

─ warnings | so much sexual tension its bad, paige being possessive (in a cutesy way!), interviewer being kinda weird/suggestive, mentions of drinking/getting high, some language, nothing else?

─ taglist | @xocherishxo @iienstein @yazmunson @euphternal @uraesthete @hello-nah817 @wanderlusturous and here's a link to my taglist if anyone would like to join!!

─ ev's notes | okay so this is kinda part of the manager series (if u guys want it to be) or if u have no idea what it is, thats fine!!!! i wanted to make it a standalone cus it felt better to me that way but whichever you'd like to read it, read it!! idk why that specific tiktok is my roman empire, it's just the way she talks and EVERYTHING makes me physically so like..... obsessed i don't even know, like GODDDDD im so attracted to her

YOUR FEET HAD begun to hurt an hour ago and your entire body felt sore, though you didn't feel very tired though.

You were two and half redbull vodkas in and let's just say you were tipsy; you weren't quite drunk yet but you were definitely on the way. As you stumbled slightly through the sidewalks of the UConn campus, your only guide was Paige's hand on your waist. The combination of the alcohol and Paige's presence made everything seem surreal, like you were walking through a really good dream.

You felt giddy, that was the only way you could describe it. You were drunk, sure but mostly off of Paige's lingering touch. You were excited by it, as if every brush of her fingers against your skin sent a jolt of electricity through your body. The night air was crisp, but you hardly noticed as you leaned into her warmth, reveling in the sensation of her warmth.

Paige's laughter bubbled up beside you was infectious, pulling you deeper. You found yourself laughing along, not entirely sure what was so funny but not exactly caring either. The world seemed to shrink to just the two of you in a bubble of tipsy euphoria.

You and Paige leaned against the railing, a cup in her hand as she gazed at you while you spoke about god-knows-what, she wasn't really sure anymore. She was zoned out until she felt a tap on her shoulder, to be met with a pair of new eyes.

Her face contorted into confusion as she sat up, glancing at you then back at the stranger. "Are you Paige and Y/N?"

"Yeah, what's up?" She replied quickly as she straightened up, a forced smile on her face.

He returned the smile gratefully, "I'm a big fan, uh... can we interview you two?" The guy spoke quickly as he glanced back at his friend, who was waving awkwardly.

Paige glanced back at you with a smile of her own as she waited for your approval. You nodded slowly as you glanced back at the guys as you surveyed the surroundings. "Just be chill, okay?"

He nodded as his friend pulled out his phone as he took out his phone and began using it as a microphone. He cleared his throat as he smiled, looking at his friend to start recording.

"Who are here with today?" He spoke as he brought it up to Paige's lips, then yours.

"Paige Bueckers,"

"And uh, Y/N L/N. By the way, she's not drinking alcohol," you added with a smile as Paige laughed.

Paige nodded and gestured to her drink. "I'm drinking a shirley temple, no alcohol."

"Yeah, we don't do that around here." The guy added with a laugh as the two of you glanced at each other, holding in your laughter.

Paige grinned, her tone amused as she played. "Y/N's here to keep in check though,"

"So you guys are actually close, like outside all the sports stuff?" He glanced in between you guys, noticing the close proximity between you.

You shared a knowing look with Paige. "Oh yeah, Paige and I are practically inseparable," you replied with a grin, your voice laced with fondness.

Paige nodded as she gazed at you, a smirk playing on her lips. "Yeah, Y/N's my girl, on and off the court."

You couldn't help but feel warm under her unwavering gaze as you laughed and averted your gaze back to the guy who was watching you two closely.

"As in like, best friend?" He clarified as he looked back at the camera with a laugh.

"What else?" Paige replied with amusement and slight agitation as she finally broke her gaze, a small laugh leaving her lips. "Obviously,"

"How is it like working together though, if you guys are really close? If I had to spend all that time with my best friend, not sure I would make it." The interviewer joked as he glanced back at the camera.

Paige furrowed her eyebrows as she laughed. "It's not bad at all, it's really fun. We hang out a lot, we get to go on trips together and share hotel rooms, it's a blessing."

She glanced back at you with a smile as you nodded slowly, feeling yourself draw closer to her. "Yeah, it is a blessing," that was all you could get out as you watched Paige wet her lips and laugh, turning away slightly.

You were pretty sure that the interviewer had caught on to the obvious tension but you didn't care at this point, you were lost in the moment, captivated by Paige. The interviewer's words seemed to fade into the background as you found yourself drawn closer to her, your heart pounding with a mixture of excitement.

"Why do you wear Paige's jersey rather than anyone else's?" He asked, his tone laced with amusement as he watched you zone back in.

Paige's eyebrows furrowed as she looked at the guy, clearly getting annoyed by his stupid question. But before she could respond with a less polite answer, you did with a laugh. "I don't only wear her jersey, it was one time and it was because it was her first game back after her injury."

Paige's expression softened as she nodded in agreement, her irritation dissipating. "Yeah, it meant a lot to me to see her wearing my jersey that day."

The interviewer nodded before he glanced back at the camera before to you two again. "Okay, okay. Last question, do you think you could beat me in a 1v1?"

"Absolutely," Paige replied with a laugh as she grabbed your arm and pulled you away, beginning to walk off before the interviewer kept talking.

"Okay bet, whoever wins gets to take Y/N out," he called out, his tone playful as he flashed a smirk toward the camera.

Paige turned around to give him the nastiest glare of all time as she kept walking forward. "I already do that, bro."

You stifled a laugh at Paige's quick retort, her playful possessiveness bringing a warmth to your cheeks. The interviewer's eyes widened in surprise at Paige's response, clearly caught off guard by her boldness as he laughed, turning back to the camera.

You two just walked off as Paige's hand moved down back to your waist as you continued on your way. Despite the slightly heated exchange, you couldn't help but feel a flutter of warmth in your chest at Paige's possessiveness.

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cam 🎀 | this has to be their hard launch or something cus DAMN😭 ♡ 792

↳ user893492948493 | ngl i can't even deny it anymore and i was the biggest anti paige and y/n person OUT THERE

↳ lily :p | "my girl" 🦋🦋🦋🦋🦋🦋

Jake | is it just me or does paige like girls? ♡ 701

↳ ella :) | ????? yeah????

↳ Jake | this is news to me uhh

lovergirl <3 | okay what about sharin hotel rooms now... ♡ 432

ZM | bro why would u say that 😭😭😭 in front of PAIGE BUECKERS 😭😭 ♡ 1.1k

✌🏼💥💁🏻‍♀️ | am i interrupting something... 😰 ♡ 994

cailey ☀️ | okay who is y/n whats her instagram where does she go who is she is she dating anyone wow shes beautiful ♡ 2k

↳ 💯💯 | everyones collective reaction when they first see y/n

↳ cailey ☀️ | going through a rabbit hole rn brb, she's so pretty what 😭

↳ #1 swiftie 💍 | cailey watch out girl ur on paige's watchlist now....

🤗🤗 | the damn tension in air damn im not even y/n and i feel hot ♡ 118

Thomas W | they are both drunk as hell bro what is up with the laughing 😭 ♡ 1.2k

user83948928932 | bro met y/n l/n and paige bueckers and continued to ask the worst questions of all time ♡ 591

↳ uconn luvr | and paige was good with the comebacks like okayyy baee protect ur girl!!

↳ 💥 bow | they are not dating, can two girls just be friends anymore?

↳ uconn luvr | she literally calls her "my girl" in like the first 2 seconds of the video

Isabelle Reece ✨ | paige was too quick w that reply to just be "best friends" with her 💀 ♡ 903

↳ ur fav aries | bro i know she was smooth with it too like💁🏻‍♀️

y/n's bitch 💙 | idk who i wanna be more y/n or paige ♡ 252

↳ mikey 🤑 | theyre both so hot

↳ 🧚‍♀️ | mike ima have sit you down for this...

↳ taylor! | ohh... thats not...

Chris | shes cooking you respectfully ♡ 1k

i 💙 uconn wbb | if this doesn't prove y/n and paige are together idk what will

♡ 853

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part 2?? cus i lowk wanna write smut for this now... lmk

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[thecapricunt1616]

Peach (c.b. one-shot)

Blurb (More BTC!) : You could tell Carmy had a bad day from the sound of the door slamming, and then a called “sorry! Didn’t mean it babe” and by the looks of his cheeks that were a flushed red that matched his chest when he’d taken his hoodie off, he’d had a really long run. It felt a bit wrong, but sexy that it felt so, as you watched him tug off his shorts, then his boxers, revealing his soft cock, and his adorable really even though he got all blushy and shy when you pointed it out bare lily white ass.

♡ One Shot Inspo: Based on ♡this♡ ask from a sweet anon, thank you for your request! Peaches symbolize many things, including longevity, love, and immortality. Peach blossoms are also said to put men into a trance of love. Before the 17th century, peaches were considered a subgenus of the apple, so European cultural representations of apples, such as in paintings and poems, were sometimes transferred onto peaches. This included connotations of fertility and immortality. ♡ Summary: Carmy has a bad day at work, and comes home with an attitude that needs a little assistance adjusting. ♡ W/C: 1.7k ♡ A/N: EEEEEE I can't believe season 3 comes out today yall!!! I am shakin in my boots and so freaking excited!!! I'm going to be binging the whole series likely tonight!!! OMG our boy is finally gonna get out of the freezer! I hope you like this one shot, I may be able to get another out today before the new season but its already 3 and it comes out at 9 so maybe but anywho, I hope you all like!! The drought is almost overrr!!! ♡ Warnings for BTC: Smut!! Fem!Reader, No use of Y/N, swearing, Black!Fem!Reader friendly

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It was a sticky, hot, balmy Chicago summer day. To top it off, it had been raining all day long which meant people had been ducking into The Beef in refuge of somewhere dry and cool, so Carmy had been absolutely slammed with orders all day long. He was feeling antsy, too full of energy. 

So it was only normal for him to go on a run straight after work. He put on his black shorts, and white hoodie after changing out of his work clothes and drove to his favorite park. He wouldn’t have known how many miles he’d ran since the parks trail was just one big loop unless he had his phone in his pocket, which it told him 5. 

The only other way he’d known he would have ran that much was his hoodie was drenched in sweat, and so was his hair. Like, dripping. Each lap around the trail he had chugged a few large sips from his gallon full of water that was now warm from sitting on the bench on the side of the trail. He had only stopped because he was genuinely exhausted and his water was pretty much gone. But thankfully, his mind had been mostly cleared. 

He had to do this before he came home to you. Carmy knew he had…issues, managing his anger. The only way he knew he wouldn’t explode from overstimulation by giving the physical affection he knew you deserved after he was away from you all day long. So if he blew off all of his steam, he could give you what was left of him which was the exhausted, run down version that didn’t have the emotional wearwithall to shut you out or snap at you. 

When he came through the door, he came to the bedroom to see you curled up in bed. He sighed softly in relief both at the feeling of the air conditioner and at the realization his day was finally over, and he could relax. “Hey baby” he mumbled, tugging his hoodie off and pushing his sweat slick hair off of his forehead as to not drip on you before leaning over and kissing your forehead. “Gonna shower n’ I’ll make dinner sorry m’late went running. Bad day” he said as he headed off to the bathroom, the door slightly ajar just enough you could see him in the large bathroom mirror. 

You could tell he had a bad day from the sound of the door slamming, and then a called “sorry! Didn’t mean it babe” and by the looks of his cheeks that were a flushed red that matched his chest when he’d taken his hoodie off, he’d had a really long run. It felt a bit wrong, but sexy that it felt so, as you watched him tug off his shorts, then his boxers, revealing his soft cock, and his adorable really even though he got all blushy and shy when you pointed it out bare lily white ass. 

He ran shirtless most of the time, and his Italian really came through in the summer - because his skin absorbed so much sun in just the time he went on his runs, turning it more freckled and golden bronzed tan of what his winter color was. His hair demonstrated it too, the ends that was and the parts that peek out of his hat. He had tiny noticeable bleach blonde streaks from the sun in some of his curls, Natalie teased that was his color when he was a baby and he should let it come out more. 

His stark tan line across his ass cutting just before the dimples on his spine made you smile to yourself, which turned to a pout as he stepped in the shower and you could no longer see him. You sigh softly to yourself at your now lack of eye candy and turned your attention back to the tv when you hear a little groan. “Fuckin Jesus it’s hot out today” he muttered to himself that you could barely hear over the water. But it piqued your interest. 

You got up, padding over to the wall next to the bathroom door and listened. Nothing. Damn, you had a sexy little fantasy going on in your head of catching him jacking off or something and offering to join him all sexy, but it sounds like he’s just…showering. You can smell the faint scent of his herby body wash mixed with dove soap, the faint splashing of water every so often as he cleans himself. Found yourself asking if you should just leave him alone, but then again this is something you hadn’t tried together before. 

Carefully you nudge open the door and Carmy looks over “oh- hey babe I’m almost done did you need the- woah, okay- hi- gettin in? All dressed?” He teased, a bit confused and surprised when you had just slid open the shower door casually. He looked adorable, hair full of soap, cheeks slightly less pink due to the cool water, it felt a bit like corruption to offer getting him off. 

“No uh…” you swallow thickly, eyes flickering to his soapy chest and…yeah, you remembered why you wanted in here in the first place. “Can I…help you- like, relax?” You question and his brows raise in surprise, mouth dropping for a moment before closing again, as if he was trying to find what to say. 

This proved true a few moments later when he just said “s-sure- yeah how do you wanna help me?” The heat in his cheeks was coming back. 

“C’mere” you wrap your manicured hand around the back of his neck, gently angling him down to kiss you and he gratefully accepts. He nervously keeps his hands behind his back since he didn’t wanna get you wet, allowing you to touch and kiss him however you wanted. “Carmy” you mumble between kisses and he responds with a ‘mmm’ of acknowledgment “why” kiss “aren’t you” kiss “touching me?” 

You pulled away a bit so he could answer and he wiped soap off his forehead before it dribbled in his eyes “uh I don’t wanna get you wet, I guess?” He said and you shrug 

“Don’t care, you can touch me” you continued ravishing him in kisses and he wraps his arms around you, wet hands finding your back and roaming over the soft skin. It went on like this for a few minutes, biting and kissing and sucking on eachothers lips- when you grabbed his half hard cock at the base and gently stroked it, all the way up to the tip- brushing your thumb over it and going back down, he gasped, forehead falling to your shoulder. 

“Fuckin hell” he breathed, his cock getting fully erect after just a few gentle strokes of your soft, pretty hand. He kept his arms wrapped around you, one hand on each hip, squeezing to ground himself as you found a rhythm pumping him with your hand. His moans went all whiny the way they did when he needed more, and you tighten your grip earning a hot,breathy “yes, thank you baby” out of him that made you smirk proudly and turn your face just barely in order to kiss his temple. 

“Of course Bear, m’sorry you had such a bad day lovey. But I’m here for you, I’m so happy you let me take care of you. I love making you feel good, do you feel good, Carmy?” You ask in a sultry tone in the shell of his ear. His cock stiffened in your hand, along with a pretty ruined whimper letting you know he was close “can you lean on the wall for me pretty boy?” His stomach clenched as he tried holding himself back, his breath coming more ragged like pants 

“So close” he warned “so so close” he repeats. 

“I know baby can you sit up” you giggle “I promise you’ll like it” you said and he huffs, leaning against the wall and looking at you with the cat-like ‘I was comfortable and you made me move’ look, until you got on your knees right in front of where he was now leaned against the shower wall near the door, and continued to stroke him with your tongue stuck out down your chin while you watch him with big doe eyes. 

His attention returns, mouth dropping hotly and pants resuming as you sped up your hand, using your other to massage his balls. The action had his eyes nearly rolling back and head falling against the wall but he remained all of his focus on you, his girl - his beautiful, amazing girl, on her knees, jerking his cock and eagerly waiting for him to shoot a load down your throat so you can swallow it gratefully, and even lick the tip clean after. God he loved when you did that. 

The reminder of your affinity for the taste of his cum had him grunting to cover up his long drawn out moan that tore from deep in his chest as he came harder then he thought he would, needing to lean his shoulder on the wall further as his knees actually shook while he shot rope after rope of white cream into your eagerly awaiting pretty pink mouth. You hum, satisfied at the taste as you continued quickly jerking his cock to milk out every last drop. After you did so, you made sure to allow him to tilt your face up, and admire the cum covering your lips, tongue, and chin, as well as dripping down the back of your throat. 

You shut your eyes, swallowing the mouthful with a satisfied grin licking your lips and wiping the remaining cum off your chin and neck with your finger, and then sucking that while you looked him in the eyes. He stared down at you in awe, cock twitching at your movements. Poor thing couldn’t even get soft with the sight of you around. You furthered that torture by gently grabbing the base of his cock and giving the sensitive tip kitten licks to clean off any missed dribbles. 

“You are gonna be the fucking death of me” he told you as you got up, and go to the sink to brush your teeth 

“Feel better?” You asked and he looked at you in the reflection of the mirror like a confused puppy for a moment before he realized oh, right. He came home in a shit mood after a shit day, and you essentially sucked the attitude out of him. 

“Mmhmm” he mumbled and shut the shower door. 

You sucked the attitude out of him, not the ego after all.

[gadriezmannsgirl]

Without You - P.G8

Warnings: Angst, hearbreak, Pepi is a fool, there's no happy ending and there's no second part to this🥴 Heavily suggest that you should listen to the song while reading it.

Song Inspo: Feliz Por Ti - Lasso🇻🇪

Summary: His mistakes led him to live a life without you

You never wanted a dog No matter how much I begged Now whenever I see you You take one for a walk What changed? It wasn't me

Pedri let out a sad smile watching you laugh and have fun with him. He longs for the times when you used to be his, when he was the one making you laugh, smile and feel loved. He wishes he could undo all of his mistakes and change the thing he messed up with, the time when he took you for granted.

As he was sat down in that party, memories of when you were together flowed in through his mind, his heart hurt, his chest started laking air and his eyes became watery.

"Pon el reversa" (Put it in reverse) You give him a look and he lifted one eyebrow

"¿Y cómo hago eso?" (And how do I do that?) You laughed as Pedri shook his head

"¡Fua! ¿Acaso no me haces caso cuando hablo?" (Fua, don't you listen to me when I talk?)

"¡No es mi culpa que te veas muy guapo, me distraes!" (It's not my fault you look so handsome, you distract me!)

"Well, I am handsome, I'll give you that one..."

-_-_-_-_-_- -_-_-_-_-_-

"What are you making?" Pedri whistled gaining both of your and Rosy's attention.

"What do you think?" You smiled before lifting a croquette proudly "Your mom's teaching me how to do them so I can make them for you, whenever you get a small break from football" He smiles and wraps his arm around you

"Are they good?"

"Well... I think so, I haven't eat them. Rosy said they were good tho. Wanna try one?" You offered one, he didn't said anything but opened his mouth for you to put the croquette. He munched softly every bite as you grew nervous every time passing.

"They are perfect!" You jumped smiling wide

"¿Me estás jodiendo? No es gracioso" (Are you kidding me? It's not funny) "Are they really good?" You ask excited as he nods taking another bite. You laughed happily and threw yourself at him. "i feel like flying" You admit as he laughs putting you down before leaning in to kiss you quickly.

He stopped to watch your smile and even though your face was covered with mass, your apron looked like a mess and your hair was thrown in a messy ponytail, he still found you the most beautiful girl he eyes have ever seen "You're beautiful" You blushed and hid your face in his chest as he started laughing. Both of you, kind of, forgot that Rosy was still there, witnessing true love on it's purest form.

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"WE WON!" You yelled

"¡Vamos!" Pedri yelled too as you hugged each other and eventually started jumping up and down. Ferran y Eric, looking defeated.

"She cheated"

"I didn't do such a thing, sir! Learn how to be a good loser!"

"YOU TOLD US SHE DIDN'T KNOW HOW TO PLAY FIFA!" Ferran yelled

"I only told you she doesn't like playing fifa" Pedri said wrapping his arms around your middle as you leaned into him "Not that she doesn't know how to play it" Pedri smiled and kissed your cheek

"I still don't like it. But I do like winning and eventually I have seen Pedri play it all the time and when I'm bored I play against him" You shrug your shoulders "I learned from my mistakes"

"I bet they were awful mistakes" Eric said as you smile

"They were. I don't know how you guys can do it every time" You huff "I'll be in the kitchen making something for you guys" You announce turning around to face your boyfriend of two years and half. "Would you like if I try that recipe Fer told me?"

"Don't push yourself too much, guapa. Even the simplest of sandwiches will be good for us" He smiled at you as you leaned in to kiss him softly

"I'll do it" Pedri sighed smiling, he rolled his eyes and you laughed at his actions

"Then do it. If you need help with anything, let me know" He asked and leaned down to kiss your cheek

He blamed on his injury for treating you like that. You didn't deserve any bit of it but he was moody and angry at everything. All he wanted to do was one of the things he loved the most, playing football. And it seemed like he was going through a circle, injury, out for x months, recovery, go back to the pitch and a new injury came in.

He still winces at the words he told you that day when you were only asking for him some love, more time together seeing as all he used to do in his injury time was play games and do recovery trainings. There were no more dates, meals together, laughing time, nothing...

"If you don't want it then you're more than welcome to leave. I don't need someone to pull me back 'cus I don't have the time"

He still remembers how your eyes widened and your face fell, his heart instantly broke but he was too proud and angry at the world to recognize the damage he had done.

But now he was paying the consequences.

I saw that you deleted the pictures with me To upload the ones of him As much as it pains me to admit it I've never seen you look so good

He remembers you walking out the door, still giving him a kiss on his cheek and wishing him the best.

Little did you know that you were what kept him doing his best. You were his motivation. But leaving him wasn't your fault, you didn't even wanted to leave however you knew your worth.

He just didn't remembered yours.

Weeks passed by and the heartache grew more and more each day, he longed for you, for you caring, for your love, for your smile, for your presence in his life.

He remembers the ache, the suffering, the cries he let out, everything he felt when he saw after 3 months of breakup how you deleted his pictures with you on social media and started slowly putting pictures with him.

He saw the pictures of your best friend's friend, having the spot he used to have. A spot beside you making you laugh and hug you. A spot he could've still had if he hadn't acted the way he did.

But don't ask me to be your friend Even if you ask me, I won't If he's what you've always wanted I'm happy for you But don't ask me to forget you Even if you ask me to, I won't If you've already fallen in love with someone else I'm happy for you, don't expect more from me

Even when he got better and was able to play, he was feeling bad, his head and feelings were a mess and that was visible by his work on and off the pitch. He stopped being the magician he used to be, he easily started losing the control of the ball, started missing big chances, even getting to the point where he almost scored an own-goal if it wasn't for Iñaki.

Everyone questioned: "What happened to their Pedri Potter?"

It was a miracle Xavi still played him, not as a titular but still, however there were times where Pedri preferred to not play at all.

But that was only inside the pitch, outside it, it was a whole different story.

He stopped being the smiley guy, stopped his joked, his mind often loosing itself in it's thoughts, his body not reacting to it. His eyes dropped and the dark circles underneath his eyes got darker and visible.

He only functioned properly to think about you and reflect on how he messed up.

The hardest thing was to give you your things Imagining me that you don't share them with someone else The hardest thing, to tell my parents That you're not coming back anymore, you moved on

When he was younger, he got told by his parents that once he had his one true love, he should never let it go because it only comes once in a lifetime. But that's exactly what he did. Fer was sad seeing his younger brother in such a state but there was nothing he could do more than being there for him, console him and trying to get him through that rough patch.

He remembers how his brother spoke to you that day you returned to pick your things up, he hates that day with all his strength, because once more he got to watch you walk away.

"Please" Fer asked you as Pedri only stood there watching you with tears running down his face. You knew what he wanted.

Give him a chance

"I'm so sorry" You shook your head softly "None of us deserves this"

Pedri's throat tightened every time he remembers the sob he let out when he heard you say that.

He knew that in that moment you were taking away every piece of you and him from each others life completely. But he wanted to be in your life and he wanted you to be in his.

However the hardest thing was to tell his parents that you were not longer going to go to Tenerife with him, that you were not longer going to help with the Tasca and that Rosy had no longer a partner in crime, that both of them won't have you as their daughter anymore.

He hated it, ha hated seeing the disappointment in their faces, the sadness and he hated it mostly because it meant that you both were really done.

But don't ask me to be your friend Even if you ask me, I won't If he's what you've always wanted I'm happy for you But don't ask me to forget you Even if you ask me to, I won't If you've already fallen in love with someone else I'm happy for you, don't expect more from me

A whole year and half has passed, he recovered, slowly gaining his life back but the heartbreak it's still there, he still remembers you and regrets it. He still loves you but has learned to overcome the fact that his actions had consequences. He knew you'll be here, he tried to mask it but everything came back to him when he saw you across the room at Frenkie and Mikky's wedding.

He still longs for you but there's nothing he could do, he broke you with words and those hurt the most. It pains him to not be the cause of you happiness but his body felt good and he was relieved for a second for the fact that you were happy.

He hopes that the guy you're dancing with now, knows how much you're worth, how good you're and that he has the most perfect girl in his hands. Hopes that he does all the things, he couldn't, didn't and wasn't able to do, because in Pedri's eyes, you deserve everything.

And while Pedri did knew it, he still took you for granted.

I can only be happy with you And you're not coming back You know I'm lying when I say I'm happy for you I'll never be happy without you

He had enough of his small suffering and decided it was time to go home... alone. He said his goodbye's, hugged the newlyweds and went to his car, to be able to breathe and be in a quiet atmosphere.

"Pedro" He heard your voice as he was pulling his car keys out of his blazer pocket. He froze. "Pedro" You repeated taking small steps to him, he looked over at you and he felt his eyes teary

"Y/N" He breathed out

"How's everything going on?" You asked

"I'm fine. What about you?"

"I'm doing well" You smile softly and he returned a smile without showing his teeth.

"I'm truly happy about it"

That sentence was half true and half lie. And you both know it. His eyes still looked at you as if you had hung up the stars, to him you did.

"I know we didn't end in the best circumstances" You begin "but I want you to know that I'm here for you if you ever need a friend, if you need someone to talk to"

"Gracias" He nods "but I still love you, Y/N" He sighs "I can't be just your friend after everything. I know I was the one who messed up and I've got to live with it, but it doesn't mean that I stopped loving you because I haven't and I can't be just pretend that it doesn't hurt me not while you clearly have moved on and are with someone else. I hope he gives you and does everything I couldn't do. I'm sorry I failed you, I failed me and I failed us"

"Pedri-"

"I'm happy for you however I can only be entirely happy with you so please, don't ask me to be your friend 'cus I can't and I won't" He let a tear out and stepped forward to give a kiss on your forehead "Take care, Y/N. Have a good night"

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Sweet Kiss

hey guys! i'm working on several other fics rn, so i just wanted to write something short & sweet that i could post in between other things, thus this little drabble! i love this series and wanted to do something cute for my princess. also, this is inspired by this post that @/xxsabitoxx made a while back and i thought was really cute (& got permission to use as inspo!). i know i've already done an installment about lip gloss, which is why this is just a little drabble, but i've had this idea bouncing around in my head for a while so i had to finally write it. i hope you guys enjoy! 💜

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“Do you have a second?”

You looked up from your book when you heard your girlfriend’s voice, and you smiled at her when you saw her standing in the doorway of your bedroom. “‘Course I do, princess,” you told her, marking your page and setting the book aside before patting the empty space beside you on the bed. “C’mere.”

Satoru’s expression lit up at your invitation, and she rushed over to join you, nearly tripping over herself in her excitement. She wore neither her blindfold nor her sunglasses, and you could see the way her blue eyes shimmered with anticipation; clearly she had something she wanted to tell you. 

“What’s up, ‘Toru? You’re practically vibrating.” The way your teasing words made a blush crawl across her cheeks and up towards her ears made you smile, and you reached up to cup her cheek in your palm. 

“Got some new things I wanna try,” she admitted bashfully, leaning into your touch. 

You blinked in surprise. “Alright. What do you want to try?” This certainly wasn’t something you’d expected her to say, but you were more than willing to hear her out, especially if it had anything to do with her transition. 

Turning away from you for a second, she dug into her pocket before pulling out four little tubes of lip gloss in various colors. She gazed down at them for a moment as she asked, “Will you help me pick one?”

Even if you had considered denying her – which you definitely hadn’t – you wouldn’t have been able to tell her no when she looked up at you eyes with a gaze so hopeful it made your chest ache. “Yeah, princess, of course. Is this to wear out of the house, or here when it’s just the two of us?” A couple of the glosses she’d pulled from her pocket had much more noticeable tints than the ones you’d bought with her before, so you figured it would probably be something she would just wear at home with you. 

“Just for us,” she confirmed, opening the first tube – a clear gloss with a pearly white shimmer – and applying a little bit to her lips, spreading it around just like you’d taught her. 

“That one looks nice,” you told her with a small smile. “Can I see the next one?” 

“Not yet,” Satoru said with a smile, placing a hand on your hip and tugging you a bit closer. “They’re flavored, so you gotta taste them.” She pulled you into a kiss then, a little more heated than the chaste kisses you usually exchanged during the day. 

Though you were a bit surprised, you certainly didn’t protest, easily returning the kiss while it lasted. You could taste a hint of coconut, which you assumed was from the gloss, and you smiled as you pulled away. 

“Well,” you hummed in consideration, “I like that one, but I want to reserve judgment until I’ve tasted them all. What’s next?”

She repeated the process with the other three glosses, wiping her lips with a tissue in between to make sure the flavors didn’t blend together. The peach toned gloss, unsurprisingly, tasted of peach; the bright pink tasted like bubblegum; and the classic red tasted like cherries. Each kiss left you wanting more, but you managed to behave yourself. 

“So?” Satoru asked eagerly, after helping you taste the cherry gloss. “Which one is your favorite?”

You blinked up at her for a moment before you spoke, trying to figure out how to entice her into kissing you again; you were sure you already had lip gloss all over your mouth, but quite frankly, you didn’t care. “Hmm,” you eventually managed, unable to suppress your grin as you wrapped your arms around her neck and pulled her back into your space. “I’m not sure. I think you need to let me taste them all again.”

She giggled at your words, smiling against your lips as you kissed her again, both of you collapsing into the pillows before she could reapply any gloss.

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Hi! I'd like to request the legion aka frank yandere alphabet please! thank you 😘

Author's Note: The Halloween event is making me play even more unhealthy amounts of DBD so you know I just gotta do my boy Frank! I'm super excited for this one, especially since it's a yandere and an alphabet and this guy doesn't get much of either so I'm more than happy to provide! Definitely took some inspo from @yanderes-galore for this one so you must check them out if you're a lover of yandere content cause that's where you get the best kind of it! So do it NOW! And lastly, go ahead and check out my masterlist if you like what you just read and if you want to request anything yourself, thank you, and enjoy!❤

Possible Trigger Warnings: Some minimal NSFW that is only mostly mentioned a few times with no explicit detail.

Frank Morrison -> Yandere Alphabet

Affection: How do they show their love and affection? How intense would it get?

Frank is a possessive individual, he makes sure you and everyone around him knows it. The same can be said with the way he shows his affection for you. At the end of the day, Frank is still human and even though he feels the need to fool himself and the others around him that he's a cold-hearted killer, he still craves your human touch. That being said he's not sweet or gentle with his affections for you, when he feels threatened, feels the need to remind you of your place or it's just a matter of his human desires he does possess a strong hold on you. Frank likes to hold you by the waist or put his arm around your shoulder, both methods effectively trapping you in place of no escape as he holds you with a deathly grip. Frank doesn't aim to provide you with physical love but to scare you with it into submission. But at the same time he'd rather die than admit that sometimes he just seeks to have you held against him out of pure desire, because, in the end, it does feel nice to be reminded of that human feeling.

Blood: How messy are they willing to get when it comes to their darling?

Incredibly messy. He's a killer that thinks of himself as hot shit and will make sure to show that just by the way he murders your teammates. Outside of the realm he only has one kill count and that was enough for him to consider himself the best killer out there. It makes his blood boil to see your fellow teammates touch you and spend time with you when it should be him and he'll make sure they'll fear his wrath. Frank doesn't mind being covered in other's blood, he even sees it as some sort of trophy to be prideful about because he was the one that made them bleed. Escpesicailly if the person stood in their way to get to you, Frank will make sure they will have a painful end that he'll later proudly and mockingly tell you about as if expecting some sort of prize from the effort he went through just to have you with him alone.

Cruelty: How would they treat their darling once abducted? Would they mock them?

Kind of yeah. He finds mocking you entertaining in a way, he likes to make you feel powerless against him, boosting his ego in the process. He likes to get you when you're at your lowest so he can guide you through mocking and insults to come fully undone for him, vulnerable enough for you to feel too weak to fight against him as he forces his so-called love on you. Though most of the time Frank would only do it if he's in a bad mood himself because a match went poorly or you're just being "uncooperative" with his affections for you.

Darling: Aside from abduction, would they do anything against their darling’s will?

Absolutely he would. He forces his affection on you and sometimes forces you to reciprocate with threats of various kinds. At the end of the day, Frank is still a teen whose hormones still go off for him, and even though killing satisfies that side of him most of the time, he can't help himself when he's around you sometimes. He'd never outwardly go that far with you if you don't want to, he doesn't want to ruin all of his chances of you eventually falling for him for whatever reason. But do expect some nonconsensual touching here and there, like I said, he'd never go that far with you if you don't allow it, but he's not that good of a soul to limit himself that much for you.

Exposed: How much of their heart do they bare to their darling? How vulnerable are they when it comes to their darling?

He'd never do that. Frank doesn’t want to be seen as weak or vulnerable to you, himself, his crew, or anyone else around him. He has a "reputation" to uphold after all and even though his insecurities get to him most of the time, he'd rather die than let you even witness or hear any of it. Not even as pretend to make you feel sympathy for him, the thought of being this exposed to you on whatever scale disgusts him and he will never resolve to it to trick you into having you. Not for your good, but for his.

Fight: How would they feel if their darling fought back?

Amused, but annoyed. Doesn't matter how much of a capable survivor you are, the Entity will make sure Frank will have an upper hand compared to you in the physical department. He likes the way you try to wiggle free against him or just you trying to fight back in general, he finds it funny because he knows no matter what you do there is no escape from him. Though Frank will get progressively more annoyed the longer you keep going, especially if there are flashlights/firecrackers involved. And because of that at some point, it stops being an entertaining game of cat and mouse and instead a serious threat of finally catching you with no escape.

Game: Is this a game to them? How much would they enjoy watching their darling try to escape?

Kinda, but only when he's 100% sure he'll catch you at the end of the trail or just in general. When things go Frank's way during trials, he'll take his sweet time getting you. He'll pretend to have not seen you hide inside that locker or let you wiggle off him and get away as he pretends he didn't see where you went. Instead, all his attention goes to your teammates as he focuses on taking them out, leaving you for dessert. It's just so amusing to him to see you try so hard knowing that he'll get you by the end and have his fun with you before either killing you or letting you go. On the other hand, if Frank gets absolutely destroyed during the trial his anger will blind him to only focusing on not letting you escape. At this point he has tunnel vision solely on you and will ignore everything else, just wanting to make sure to get you at the end as he lets all your teammates run past him to escape through the gate as he pins you down and prepares to let out all his frustrations on you before either taking mocking pity on you and letting you go or just outright killing you.

Hell: What would be their darling’s worst experience with them?

Being sacrificed the first time and all the other times depending on his mood it can get more brutal than it should. All the while he may just mock you for your existence alone and the things you make him feel as he murders you mercilessly for daring to fight back against him and not just submit. As well as mentioned before some nonconsensual touching, Frank will only stop the minute he knows he's not going to hold back if he lets himself go any further.

Ideals: What kind of future do they have in mind for/with their darling?

There really isn't a future to think of when you're stuck in the Enity's realm, there is no personal purpose, growth or change you can make. So all Frank needs is what's already in front of him, you and the thrills you both provide each other whether you want to or not. But if Frank could wish for something to change in the future is for you to finally submit to him fully.

Jealousy: Do they get jealous? Do they lash out or find a way to cope?

Extremely. He gets so jealous over your teammates being able to spend every waking moment of their pathetic existence with you instead of him. Just for that, he makes sure that if you're in a trial all of your teammates suffer twice as much. He wants to make sure they feel the jealousy and rage they make him put up with because of the privilege of them having you 24/7 and not him. Sometimes Frank gets more into it than he should and throws what's left of his jealousy onto you, accusing you of probably fooling around behind his back with your stupid teammates. Whether that is true or not Frank proceeds to give you mixed signals during his outburst as he continues to accuse you of being disloyal as he puts his arms around you as an act of affection. Lavishing in your touch as he reminds you and himself with his actions who you belong to as he spews venom at you through his gritted teeth.

Kisses: How do they act around or with their darling?

Like he's better than you and you're his prey that he took pity on. You should be thankful he loves so just accept your role in this ''relationship'' and submit. Frank treats you as if you are inferior to him, but at the same time, he thinks you're so much better than everyone else. Frank not only tries to manipulate you but himself as well. He wants to make you feel powerless when with him, he likes to put you down, making him feel better for having does feelings for you. Frank hates that he feels such strong feelings for you, how can someone such as himself feel so drawn to a stupid survivor of all people? The only way he can excuse such feelings is by pity, a mocking kind. But deep down he knows it's not it, it's genuine from his end, but he will never admit to it to anyone especially not himself. So instead he hides behind the fact he's the hunter and you're the prey and abuses it so that the truth will never come out.

Love letters: How would they go about courting or approaching their darling?

Through a trial of course. Doesn't matter if it's your first trial or one of the many ones you've had before, you've officially captured his attention. Whether it was because of the lovely reactions you gave him or the way you stuck with your team and had their back, doesn't matter, Frank is hooked from here on out and he can't wait to play with you some more when you meet again next trial. Approaching you though? Easy, just kill everyone so there's only you two left, that's plenty of time to begin a relationship and get to know each other, don't you think?

Mask: Are their true colors drastically different from the way they act around everyone else?

Just a bit, yes. Frank's just as cruel to you as he is to everyone else and he thinks he's better than you, but he does have that soft spot only for you at times. Sometimes he does genuinely want to show his affection for you, with no cruelty added to it. As much of a sadistic jerk he is, Frank does sometimes just want to spend time with you like lovers do, it's rare but it does happen especially when he's in a good mood. Otherwise don't expect much love and care 90% of the time that is purely genuine.

Naughty: How would they punish their darling?

Depending on what you do, the more painful the punishment. If you misbehave or disobey him in more ways than one, expect to be cut in various ways both shallow and deep depending on how far you push it. But the worst you can get is straight-up murder, but in the realm that's nothing new, so Frank makes sure to make your deaths more painful than they should. He makes them last longer, makes them more gruesome and he does all of this while making sure to keep you alive the whole time so you can feel the utmost pain. All of this is to make sure you remember to stay in line next time.

Oppression: How many rights would they take away from their darling?

As if you have any once you enter the Entity's realm. Frank takes anything he can get from you. He's too selfish to allow you to be with other people, especially the ones he views as under him, which is everyone but himself. Whenever you're forced to be in his presence, he will give you no free will. Frank takes away your decision-making and takes charge of anything of yours he can get, no matter how little the extent of it is.

Patience: How patient are they with their darling?

Only when he's alone with you. At the beginning of the trial, there is no patience in him if things don't go his way. Frank will make sure to get through the trial as fast as possible, eliminating everyone until it's just you two left. His kills are sloppy and quick, wasting no time in finally getting you all to himself. When it eventually gets to that point he takes his sweet time with you, toying with you as you receive his unwanted affections. Wanting to draw out as much time as he can get with you, at that point he's just happy to have you all to himself again so he's patient from that point onward.

Quit: If their darling dies, leaves, or successfully escapes, would they ever be able to move on?

None of these possibilities will ever come true in the Entity's realm. There are no buts or ifs, you are stuck in here with him forever. Therefore there would never be a scenario where Frank would have to deal with the fact you're not here with him anymore because that day will never come.

Regret: Would they ever feel guilty about abducting their darling? Would they ever let their darling go?

Why would he? Frank has no sympathy left in him at this point, not even his soft spot for you will change the way he feels nothing but pleasure in having you all to himself. So the answer is an ultimate no for both.

Stigma: What brought about this side of them (childhood, curiosity, etc)?

A mix of curiosity and his background. It's curiosity that leads Frank to commit his first murder as well as enter the realm. He's never been a good person before the realm as well. What made Frank this infatuated with you though? The answer is even a mystery to him.

Tears: How do they feel about seeing their darling scream, cry, and/or isolate themselves?

Depends on the severity of your outburst and how long it lasts. If it's small or it doesn't last long then he'll find the situation amusing by teasing you. He basically doesn't take you seriously and will mockingly "try" to calm you down, effectively making the situation worse by making fun of you because he thinks it's cute to see you this vulnerable. But once you get even more upset, making the outburst an actual outburst Frank begins to get annoyed and even kind of panic. At that point, it's less funny to him and his mocking turns into actual insults with hints of actual concern that aim to fully calm you down. The longer you go on the more aggressive Frank is with his words and may even start being physical with you just to make you stop. Depending on how you react he will force you to get a hold of yourself or he just leaves you be for some hours so you both can calm down.

Unique: Would they do anything different from the classic yandere?

Frank's more than willing to hurt you. Both because it's just the reality you two live in now and it's essentially his "job" to hunt you down and make you weak before him both mentally and physically.

Vice: What weakness can their darling exploit in order to escape?

Maybe manipulation? Just mentioning that his crew must think less of him because he's actively seeking you out, that he's so obsessed with you. Just anything that could indicate him being weak or vulnerable makes his blood boil, mainly because he knows it's true. No matter how Frank views himself, there is a part of him that hates himself and you for making him so soft to the point where his crew can see it. But would it be enough to escape? No. You can point out the obvious to him and that'll only make him let out his frustrations on you or his crew if they dare say a word about it.

Wit’s end: Would they ever hurt their darling?

Absolutely. It's Frank's "job" so it's basically a given you'll either get slashed a few times before he lets you go or just moris you instead.

Xoanon: How much would they revere or worship their darling? To what length would they go to win their darling over?

The only person Frank will worship is himself. Admittedly you're the most important person to him outside of himself and his crew but he still views himself above you so there is no need for worship. There is no need to win you over, you have no choice after all. Frank will court you however he likes and you can hate it and him as much as you want but you'll have no choice but to just deal with it.

Yearn: How long do they pine after their darling before they snap?

A few trials at most. Frank needed to be 100% sure about you and his feelings for you before he became outright open with them. He needed to get to know you a little bit better before officially making you his, and by that I mean Frank relishing in the sweet reactions and screams you gave him. And maybe just the way you went about when you didn't know he was there and the way you worked with your team.

Zenith: Would they ever break their darling?

The fact you're in a forced relationship with a killer that hurts/kills you and your teammates on the regular will definitely do more damage to you than if he was just a killer with no relations to you. That being said Frank wouldn't want to break you on purpose, he likes you the way you are because you haven't completely lost it yet and you satisfy his sadistic and obsessive needs. So ideally Frank wouldn't want to break you knowingly, but there would be a bigger possibility that he would indeed break you at some point.

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Kinktober ⛓️ Day 12

Word Count: 2.4K Paring:  Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader Prompt @kinktober2023: Costumes WARNINGS: SMUT 18+ (minors DNI), oral (female receving), dom/sub subtext, p-in-v sex

Summary: Spencer's love for Halloween knows no bounds. He plans his costume weeks in advance, he hosts parties at his apartment, and decorates everything, even his desk at work. (Y/N), on the other hand, couldn't care less. But for Spencer, she'd do anything. Even if he goes incommunicado during a case.

A/N: I'm trying my best to get back on track, but life... this past weekend really killed all my writing inspo. Food poisoning is no joke.

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All Hallows Eve was a day that Spencer Reid enjoyed to no end. A day when anyone could be whatever they wanted, hiding behind masks and costumes. There was a thrill to seeing people let out a side they normally would keep hidden. Between the spooky decorations, the scary movies, and all the terrifying marketing surrounding the holiday, Spencer couldn’t think what the best part was. 

Unfortunately for the young doctor, no one in his close circle shared his love for Halloween. Not even his girlfriend, (Y/N). Having grown up in a very religious family, she missed out on all the fun of being a child during the holiday and had found it too much work for one day in her adult years. Meeting Spencer had only made her excited about movies and candy, but her enjoyment never reached Reid level. 

After two years of relationship, though, (Y/N) thought it was time to put in a little effort for her boyfriend’s favorite holiday. While he was away on a case, she decked out their apartment with cobwebs, skeletons, and anything else she could find. She changed lights to colored lightbulbs, changed beddings and decor pillows, and even went as far as to buy a costume. It wasn’t clever or scary, but she had to admit, it made her look unbelievably good.

It had been a week since she had decorated the apartment, and Spencer still wasn’t back. And with Halloween day approaching, she was growing discouraged at all her work. So much invested for no one to enjoy it, she thought.

At least she had somewhere to wear her costume to. Her coworkers had invited her out to a bar on the eve of Halloween where they would give out a round of free drinks to anyone who came in costume, and maybe she had never gotten the chance to go trick or treating, but she didn’t mind free drinks. Maybe Spencer wasn’t home yet, but there was no reason she couldn’t have some fun. 

She had slipped on her green vine short dress, accompanied by a red wig and knee-high boots, and her Poison Ivy costume was complete. With her friends, she danced and drank, ate and sang, pushing her worries and concerns to the deepest corners of her mind. If Spencer didn’t feel the need to call, she didn’t feel the need to leave another single voicemail. (Y/N) would have fun and forget that it had been three days since her boyfriend had felt the need to check in. 

Hours passed, and finally, she felt the urge to go home. She was already sobering up, and the loud music and chattering were getting to her. Her costume gripped at her sweat-covered body, and her wig made her scalp itch. It all made her wonder how people could endure being dressed that way for more than a night. 

With sleep heavy in her bones, (Y/N) turned the key to her apartment’s door. Her cold and lonely bed was calling for her, and she would answer. 

“Spence,” she gasped as she noticed the figure standing in the middle of the dimly lit living room. “You’re back.”

“I am,” he chuckled softly. “And I owe you an apology. I didn’t have cell reception those last couple of days, and I didn’t get a chance to send an email, baby. I know it’s no excuse, but I did try to call you as soon as we landed, but you weren’t answering.” 

“My phone died. I was out,” she said matter-of-factly. “Some friends invited me out for drinks.”

“And you went out in costume?” he smirked. 

“Costumes got us a couple of free rounds,” she shrugged. “It was supposed to be a surprise for you. I went through all the effort of decorating the apartment and inviting our friends over for tomorrow night. But I was mad you weren’t answering, so I decided to use my costume tonight.”

“I really am sorry,” Spencer said, slowly closing the distance between them. “And for the record, you look ravishing as Poison Ivy.”

“I looked better a couple of hours ago,” she pouted, crossing her arms around his neck as he snaked his onto her waist. “Now I’m all sweaty and tired. But I am relieved that you’re finally home.”

“I’m home, and I’m really, really sorry,” he smirked, kissing her softly before whispering in her ear, “and you are making me very hard.”

“Are you serious, Reid?” (Y/N) chuckled. “The only reason I didn’t think you were dead was because no agents had come to our door yet. And I find you here, after days of no communication, and you’re telling me you’re turned on?”

“What can I say, baby?” he grinned mischievously. “Something about you in this costume is doing things to me.”

“So a cheap wig and a green dress is all it takes to get you in the mood, huh?” she snickered. “That’s good to know, baby.”

“With or without a costume, you can get me hard in a second, (Y/N).”

“Doctor,” she gasped as he kneaded the skin of her ass. “You’re being quite riské.” 

“I am in my home. With my beautiful girlfriend. Surrounded by amazing Halloween decorations. And an erection that is making these pants more uncomfortable than normal.”

“You’re so dirty when no one can see you,” she teased, kissing him and taking his bottom lip between her teeth. “What do you think your coworkers would think if they knew their resident boy-wonder was a dirty, dirty boy in private?” 

“They don’t need to know,” Spencer smirked, his hands running up and down her body, feeling her curves under her dress. “There is only one person that I care about who knows how I am in the privacy of my home, and she already does.”

“You’re right about that,” (Y/N) sighed contentedly. “But I’m tired tonight. I was thinking of heading into bed.”

“And waste this masterpiece you have on?�� 

“Well, it was supposed to be a surprise for my boyfriend, but he kind of wasn’t returning my calls, so I spent all my energy tonight,” she sighed. (Y/N) wanted to tease him, though. If he wanted to take her to bed that night, she would make him work for it. She ran her hand across his bulge, squeezing his length. “I went out dancing and drinking, so many Batmans and Robins trying to get handsy with me. Even a few Harleys tried it.” 

“And why didn’t you go home with any of them?” Spencer asked, his voice strangled as she continued her strokes. “I’m sure they would have definitely answered your calls. Not like that dumb boyfriend of yours.” 

“Mmm, well, he’s good where I need him to be,” she grinned, nibbling on his ear until he winced. “Although, I do agree that with how he acted this week, he should be punished.”

“He should,” he panted. “He really should.” 

With a devilish grin on her face, (Y/N) pushed Spencer’s body down to the ground so his face was directly in front of her weeping cunt. She spread her legs far enough to fit him between them and pushed his mouth onto her aching bud. 

Spencer knew exactly what he had to do after he slid her panties down her legs. As soon as his face was buried between her folds, he stuck out his tongue and got to work. He traveled across her entrance, separating her labia, and landed on her clit. He sucked and lapped, he circled and pulled, all in an effort to hear the enchanting mewls that left her mouth.

One of her hands snaked into his hair, taking a handful of curls tightly between her digits. She pushed his head further into her, cutting off his air, just like he liked. Only when she came around his mouth would he be able to come up. 

“Oh, baby, keep going,” she moaned, her grip tightening around his hair. “I’m so fucking close.” 

Spencer hummed in approval against her, the vibrations sending shivers through her body. His mouth worked on her as adeptly as always, finding just the right spots to make her quiver under his touch. He could feel his mind growing hazy from the lack of oxygen, but it was only her pleasure that mattered. He has messed up, and he’d do anything to show her how sorry he was. 

In moments like those, he was thankful for his training. He could last minutes without his breath. And for her, he would last hours if necessary. He knew (Y/N) would keep him there until she thought it was right; she would go without her climax until she decided his penance was enough. 

And minutes that felt like hours were time enough for (Y/N). As Spencer’s jaw grew tight and sore, the woman above him finally let herself unfurl on his tongue, wailing out his name as she came. 

“Good boy,” (Y/N) panted, using a finger under his chin to bring him back up to her face. “At least I know you’re good at doing as you’re told. Now, let’s go to the bed. I think you might deserve a treat this Halloween.”

“Will you keep the costume on?” Spencer asked, trailing along behind (Y/N) like a lost puppy. “Please, will you keep it on?” 

“It wouldn’t be a treat if I didn’t,” she smirked. “As much as I would love to take this off, I love what it’s doing to you so much more.” 

(Y/N) pulled Spencer to their room, letting go of his hand as she laid her body across the bed. After she rested her head on her pillow, she would not move another muscle. Spencer knew that. He knew it was his job to bring her to absolute pleasure. And only when she allowed him to would he join her in the bliss of his climax. 

The woman spread her legs just enough to fit her boyfriend between them. Sluggishness was rapidly taking over her, but she fought against the grasp of sleep. It had been a week without him, and she wanted to enjoy every second awake. Well, for as long as her mind would let her. 

Although, it wasn’t like Spencer was about to take his time. 

With his eyes firmly set on her, Spencer removed his clothing quickly, layer after layer. He didn’t care where they landed. All he cared about was the quickness of his moves. There was a tiredness they both shared, exhaustion from an already long day. But one climax was all he wanted. It was all he needed. 

Spencer crawled up her body, careful not to disturb a single leaf on her dress. Once at sue level, he cradled her cheek softly and pressed his lips to hers. He savored the taste of cheap alcohol and mixer with the cherry taste of her lip gloss.  

“Baby, hurry up,” (Y/N) muttered against his lips. “I’m not gonna last much longer awake.” 

“Your wish is my command,” he chuckled before kissing her again. “I’m close to passing out, too.”

He reached a hand between their legs, grabbing his cock and lining himself up with her entrance before sinking into her warmth. Spencer sighed as he felt her walls hugging him, welcoming his length like he belonged there. 

His hips moved slowly into her, calculated and angled. He knew exactly what she needed to reach completion as quickly as possible. On any other night, Spencer would have been striving for longevity. Calculating the best way to make their time last. But at that moment, they wanted good, quick, and easy. 

It wasn’t long until they were both panting, the tempo of his thrusts slowly increasing as the minutes passed. A thin sheet of sweat had formed on their skin, glimmering under the soft light of their bedroom lamps. Their breaths and their hearts were synchronized, the moment unifying theme as one. 

“You’re close, baby,” (Y/N) chuckled softly. “The vein in your forehead is pulsing.” 

“That’s because I’m focused on one thing,” he responded. “And you always make it hard on me.” 

“Well, you can always do what you want,” she smirked. “But you know you’ll be punished later.” 

“And that’s supposed to be a bad thing, right?” 

“It can be.” 

“That still sounds good to me.” 

“That’s because you’re a sucker for pain, my darling,” (Y/N) snickered. “Now, hurry up and make me cum. Because you can’t until I do.” 

With a focused stare sewn into his face, Spencer moved even more determinedly. He propped his body up with one of his arms, using the other to find (Y/N)’s clit, maneuvering the swollen bus until the moans that left her throat were strangled and consistent. He knew every part of her body, and it was impossible for him to forget how to work around them. 

Spencer continued his attack, using only some of his strength to hold off the explosion that wanted to exit him. All he needed were a few more thrusts and a few more circlings of his fingers to have her come undone around him. 

“Oh, fuck, Spence,” she cried as her back arched away from the bed, her nails digging into the soft skin of his arms. “You can come,” (Y/N) panted. “Go ahead, baby. You can come.” 

It was just the instruction he needed to paint her walls white, shooting strand after strand of his seed deep inside her. “I love you, (Y/N),” he panted as he restated his forehead against her. “And I really am sorry for not calling sooner.” 

“It’s okay, Spencer,” she smiled softly. One of her hands raised to caress his cheek, pressing her lips tenderly on his. “You made up for it. But the next time, I won’t be so… giving.” 

“I would never dare,” he grinned. “Or maybe I would. It’s not like I don’t enjoy my punishments.” 

“Oh, you kinky doctor,” she chuckled as she played with a curl that had fallen over his eyes. “Now, help me get out of this costume. It should be illegal to sell something so itchy.”

“But you’ll still wear it tomorrow, right? I mean, it is Halloween day.” 

“You and your Halloween fever,” she laughed. “Fine. But you’re gonna clean up the apartment after. November first is officially Christmas.” 

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[bloominglegumes]

Oh my goodness I just had to say I really love your fem Jazz she's so gorgeous I literally get so excited whenever I see her kicking my feet in the air help me..😭💖💖 I saw your previous post about fem Prowl and was wondering where you got ideas for visualising fem Jazz too!! :> Anyways love your work they are truly a blessing 🥹🥹

aahgh thank you so much!! <3 me too fr i'm the one drawing them and i'm like hunched over my tablet face in my hands grinning madly twirling my hair with my pen like nuts absolutely nuts

sorry this answer got really long,, i get asked about my favourite fictional guys or my art process and i just like schwoomph every time

for prowl my instinct was just straight up put her in a uniform ,, hair pinned + gelled back, low bun above the collar and held in a net etc etc and that made decisions like giving her thick shoulders and a gorgeous cold stare a lot easier!!! but i struggled more with jazz because of.jazz's whole character ykyk

jazz was one of the first tf characters i started noodling with a bishoujo design for, so initially i used the kotobukiya designs as a general style guide along with loose vibes combining spy + dancer, with a healthy amount of "how do i make her more cool + hot"

so so so i dug through pinterest a lot while looking for refs/inspo and felt my love for pretty girls growing by the second T~T

for the hair though,,, i tampered around a little trying to decide between buns and braids and such but i think now i'll mostly stick with giving jazz the undercut + dreadlocks?? i can finagle some cool shapes from it tied up, feels like it fits the effortlessly collected vibe that jazz would have, and since the hair doesn't cover the neck, i can give her that type of black turtleneck collar because it's.like . i just have to

^^ literally just crusty scribbles on bits of scrap paper many months ago ;w;

since then i've decided on more little things like .super strong muscled dancers legs + thighs that can and have killed + nails trimmed short + calloused finger pads + catlike flexibility but im largely dooming myself bc i cant show all of those things even if i'm drawing them in a more realistic style and im so.hhdgfhdj

i'm still mostly messing with outfits as i go, though, so. thats why theyre different in every drawing but i'm generally trying to keep a similar feeling between them :,D

[anniflamma]

One (hopefully) quick question from me: I've been curious on how you go about designing your characters? Epic charaters, Greek Gods, Biblical figures (Eg. Darius and Daniel, they've been my recent favourites). They all look so cool and interesting and I was wondering if there's a process you have when designing them. Do you take inspo from other places? Do you base them on the text/historical accuracy? Do you just go with what feels right? A combination of these?? I'd really like to know, if you don't mind sharing ofcouse. In any case, I love your art a BUNCH, everytime is shows up on my reccommended I get so excited. I think you're biblical art has revived my bible fixation and I'm not even mad about it lol. Good luck on the Thunder Saga! I hope the smear frames aren't causing too much stress, and ty for reading my question! <3

For me, it's a combination of all of these! When it comes to historical accuracy, I do take it into consideration, though I sometimes break that rule. For example, the uniform that Daniel is wearing—I kind of made that up but took inspiration from the general shape of Middle Eastern headwear. The same goes for Darius's hairstyle and earrings! :D

[koolades-world]

the inspiration behind this idea came from one of my favorite vocaloid songs from back in the day. rediscovering the song gave me some great inspo. the songs is about gukapo, whose likely playing a character for the purpose of this song, the purple haired man in the thumbnail, who sees a girl he’s immediately enamored with after she runs into him at a party. after following her out of the venue, he sees her with another man and kidnapped her. her holds her captive and later kills her lover. at the end of sing, she rejects his advances and it’s implied he hurts or kills her. I love vocaloid :)) at one point in the songs he's like "i'll just cut off your legs so you can't run from me" and that screams barb. dark vocaloid is one of my fav genres

had a tough time picking between belphie or barb, but you guys decided for me!!

quick warning! the beginning of the song is a little loud and scared me the first time I listened. it’s just some rain and glass breaking but just know not to have it too loud if you do listen. also general warnings of yandere themes, kidnapping, bodily harm to both parties involved, and blood.

alright i've rambled enough now! If you couldn't tell i was very excited to write this. please enjoy!

Destiny

"You didn't notice? It has been written in the stars that we were to be together since the beginning of time. It's just a shame we faced so many 'bumps in the road,' on our journey where our paths converged to one, as he always put it."

It wasn’t supposed to be this way, and he knew it.

You’d noticed his gradual changes in behavior. At first, it was nothing to you. Finding excuses to see you throughout the day with small tokens of his affection, and brief moments spend hidden in closest together to avoid being seen by Lucifer or Diavolo that turned into more, despite the fact that he had no need to hide from them. You suspected he treasured these moments, just like you did, so who were you to object? He treated you like the crown jewels, and you weren't even certain he was this close to Diavolo.

His obsession gradually grew slowly, and you were none the wiser, like a frog set in a pot of water that had yet to be turned to boil. "It was just Barbatos being Barbatos" you thought as he began to show up in your room any night you weren't staying at a palace with treats made specially for you. "It's just because he cares" you thought as he started to fend off demons he deemed as untrustworthy in all parts of your life. "He's so sweet" you thought as he began blocking off portions of his day for time with you, and only you. "He must really care! I'm so lucky to have him in my life." These thoughts are exactly what he had intended to plant into your head all along.

Unbeknownst to you, despite his signature air of indifference, Barbatos had been taken with you from the start. He had hoped you'd come to live with him in the palace, but unfortunately, the Young Master has wanted you with the brothers instead. It wasn't a problem, however. He made sure to make an effort to make his way into your life even if it was somewhere he didn't belong. Despites his efforts though, you grew much too close to Solomon for his liking. He often opted to go out of his way to separate the two of you, so he could keep you all for himself.

But what did that damned sorcerer have that he didn't? His humanity. Although it was long gone, he knew what it was like to be human. The thought of this infuriated Barbatos. The fact that something as simple as human mortality was keeping him away from Mc absolutely would not do. Of course, it wasn't something he couldn't fix. His hatred for the

He could just swap to the timeline where he was the apple of their eye, without all the playful dancing around what he so desperately wished for, but where was the fun in that? Good things came to those who waited. He of all demons would know. Besides, it would bring him great joy to make Solomon suffer. He was nothing but trouble and Barbatos would revel in his absence.

The way Solomon swept you off your feet in a way he just couldn't almost made him drop his facade several times. The moments the two of you had shared in the broom closets now became you and Solomon vanishing when he came searching for you. You were at the House of Lamentation less frequently, and were always out with that human. When you two finally made it official, and began dating, he knew Solomon had tried his best to keep the news from reaching his ears. But nothing escaped Barbatos, not when it was about you. He always thought it was ironic his favorite and least favorite human had found their way together, but it was just a road bump, as he heard Solomon refer to his problems. Barbatos always thought it was annoying.

After lots of meticulous planning, he finally decided he was ready to have you all to himself. He was done sharing what was rightfully his with Solomon. He called you, saying it was urgent and that you needed to come over to the palace right away. After saying something about how it concerned your family and that you were to come alone, he set his D.D.D. down and waited. He knew you would have told Solomon, or whoever you happened to be with, which would give them the excuse he needed to get you away from the others.

When you showed up, he invited you into his room with little words. It was strange of him to be so silent. He also had his usual, sweet smile on his face, but it seemed more intense that usual. You just couldn't understand how he looked so calm when he'd had a sense of urgency in his voice not even ten minutes ago when you'd spoken to him on the phone. After you stepped into his room, he closed the door behind you, and shut the lights off. You'd never been more terrified of the demon you'd come to love.

Before you knew it, you were waking up in a human sized cage in the corner of Barbatos' room you hadn't noticed when you'd entered. Besties being locked inside, there was also an ornate choker around your neck you could only describe as a collar. After sitting up, you began to look around for Barbatos. As you searched, he emerged from dark spot in the room, the same intense grin on his face from earlier.

"Barb? What's the matter?" You placed both hands on the bars and squeezed.

"Nothing, my love." He took a seat on his bed, and just started at you, unblinking.

"Can you please let me out then? Don't we have to go see my family? If they need my help, I want to be there for them." You got to your feet, only to hit your head on the ceiling of the cage.

"You're best kept here, where you're safe and away from Solomon." His eye twitched slightly at the name of your lover.

"Open the door. Barbatos, this isn't funny." You tried to shake the bars, trying to find the Barbatos you'd loved. He just stared. It was beginning to get very creepy. "Please. I don't like this. What have I done?"

"Nothing, and that's precisely it, dear. You're too precious for this world, and I've decided it's best you stay here, with me. Where better for you to be?" He finally blinked, and the gentle smile you knew well returned. For a moment, you thought the joke had finally ended, and he was about to open to cage door to let you know it was all for a surprise. But, he didn't. Instead, he got up and walked towards his door. Before he left, he spun back around to speak to you a final time. "I'll be back later with dinner. Sit tight, and I'll answer more of your questions later." He opened the door just enough to leave, and slipped out.

You were alone. You knew better than anyone else that his room was soundproofed, and that screaming was pointless. You tried to escape for what felt like hours and cried for some portion of that too. Nothing you tried worked, even summoning any of the brothers with your pact. Did he always want to just keep you in the corner of his room, like some trinket, from the very beginning? You had millions of questions.

When he returned with a plate of food, like he'd promised, you didn't know how long it had been. Your back was to the door, tears caked on your face. "My darling, I brought dinner, like I promised." You didn't want or feel like moving to face him.

"Why?" Your voice was raw, and you weren't sure if you were more upset about the seeming betrayal, or the treatment you were receiving, as if nothing was wrong.

'Why? I thought I told you this. You know how much I hate redundance." The loving lilt in his voice dropped.

"You lied to me. To think I ever loved you." You whipped your head around to meet his gaze, letting the emotions seep their way into your words. He looked more dull and empty than you'd ever seen him. He didn't respond. He moved towards the cage, causing you to scoot back, suddenly afraid.

"I know you tried to escape. I don't appreciate that, love. That's what the point of your necklace is. I work quite hard on that." He opened the door and yanked you towards him by your ankles, causing you to fall flat on your face. In his other hand, he held a knife you'd never seen before.

"What the hell are you doing? Put that away." You kicked your legs, but he and his gaze remained unwavering. He rested the knife on your knee joint, and slid his gloved hand up your leg so his thumb rested next to the blade. It was a touch that was all too familiar. He seemed to feed of your fear, and a small smile grew on his face.

"If you apologize right now, I'll have no reason to cut your legs off." You could feel the blood draining from your face. He'd never been violent with you before, but you knew he could if he wanted to. "Well? I haven't got all day."

"I- I'm sorry, Barb. Please put the knife away." You're relieved at how his expression softens and how his hands slide back down to your ankles. However, much to your surprise, he slashes the bottoms of your feet with the knife before letting go of your legs suddenly. Your scream was equally one of pain and shock. Blood began to pour out of the cut. You cradled your legs closer to yourself, now facing him as he turned around to get the first aid kit he happened to have on hand.

"You won't be going anywhere now, will you?" He hummed as he pressed a cloth around your feet to stop the bleeding. You could only stare at him in horror as he tended to the wounds he'd created. "You can sleep with me in my bed tonight. I'm sorry, but it had to be done. I can't have you leaving me." He smiled as he would at the Little D's but you would never see it the same again.

As the days went by, you began to wonder just how much of the outside life you were missing. What where they doing in RAD? How long did they expect you to be gone? Did Solomon miss you? Your only company was the soft pulsing of the portals that were somewhere nearby when Barbatos wasn't in the room. The only way to tell what time of day it was, or how much time had passed was the routine meals he brought to you like clockwork. He would consistently mention, especially nightly when he would drag you out of the cage to bed with him, about how this is how things were meant to be, and that how this was your mutual destiny. He'd never mentioned that before, but now it seemed like it was all he wanted to talk about. It was strange, but if he was happy, you could’ve cared less. Most of the time, you just remained silent, unless he directly inquired you. He was his charming self again, with the empty Barbatos returning rarely. He’d broken your trust, but didn’t seem to care. He treated you just like he had before you got with Solomon, like the days where the two of you acted like children with crushes on each other. He wanted to go back to the days of chaste kisses and long nights together, but you couldn’t get past what he’d done. You never tried to refute his claims, but deep down, it disgusted you.

He didn’t hurt you too badly, or too often, but that didn’t take away from the constantly fear. Seemingly, if he felt like it, he’d get the knife back out and threaten you with it in a very violet way, before only minorly hurting you compared to what he’s just threatened to do. Once, he said he was going to stab both of your eyes out if you didn’t stop crying so much, becuase he hated seeing you upset. Instead, after you promised to stop, he danced his blade on your face and left some minor injuries. The entire time, one of his hands was on your chin and he was looking directly into your eyes. At one point, he even threatened to carve his name into your neck so you’d never forget who he thought you belonged to. Sometimes, you thought he enjoyed seeing you suffering more than just physically, because he'd keep your D.D.D. charged and leave it in your sights while he was gone. You could see all the texts and incoming calls, but powerless to respond, just to let them know you were in their backyard. Solomon called the most, but your group chat with the brothers seemed to continue as normal.

After another afternoon of tears while Barbatos was gone, he returned earlier than expected, leaving you no time to clear up your tears. Without any words, he dropped something next to you. Through tears, you tried to make out what he'd dropped. When you looked up, you saw him expectantly smiling down at you. You looked back down to try and figure out what he'd left. You grabbed it through the bars, studying it.

"He's finally out of the way, dear. You don't need him. That wretched sorcerer only caused us problems. You were happy with me, so you can be happy with me again." With horror, you realized you were holding a fragment of Solomon's wand. The very same wand that been the source of many of your problems, but also love, together. You'd polished it many times. The piece you were holding was part of the tip where the cute star rested.

Barbatos knelt down beside you to open the door, but you didn't move. But you had finally had it with him. You almost didn't want to know what he did to your lover and refused to even think about the possibilities. Gripping the wand piece in one hand, you balled up the other and socked Barbatos as hard as you could in the face. You hit the center of his face, and he stumbled back a little. He touched his nose gently with his hand, and both of you saw the blood trickling down onto his white glove. You made eye contact, and you saw the sweet Barbatos leave you along with any ounce of courage you'd mustered up to do that, for Solomon.

Nobody ever did see you, or Solomon again.

i wrote this all in one sitting!! not in love with it since I don't think I'm great at writing action but i really like the beginning!! hope you liked this bc this was so fun to write

[wysteria-clad]

Mehendi.

paring: fem! desi! reader x moon boys; established relationship

warnings: swearing

genre: fluff

note:

- a quick drabble

- yes, I'm very creative with the title lol

-reader is not an expert on mehndi in this fic, no hate, just for the funsies~

-my writing style is kinda unhinged here?

- no plot, just ✨vibes✨

- gif credit Thank you to the creator! 🌷

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Diwali was coming up. And you wanted to practice mehendi designs. Who was your best candidate victim other than Jake who was switching currently? He reluctantly agreed to it.

"Please, papi."

That's all it took.

As if he could say 'no' to you. He'd literally do anything for you. They all would. You should have gotten used to it at this point.

This wasn't on Jake's agenda for the day. Life was uncertain, but with you, it was a welcome one.

You opened up your pinterest account for the ✨inspo✨. You were both on your fluffy bed, in your apartment, with you sitting cross legged with Jake's hand on your knee, palms facing up.

"Don't move your hand!"

"I'm not moving my hand."

You are so concentrated and invested in this, your eyebrows furrowed, tongue sticking out, he couldn't help but find it adorable.

Jake Lockley wasn't a patient man, but for you though, he wouldn't dare to move until you say so.

Being patient for you is one of his love languages he converses in with you.

After twenty minutes, the mehendi design did not turn out exactly like the picture on pinterest. Look, you tried your best, that's all it matters.

You frowned, the line wasn't neat, you accidentally smudged here and there.

But to Jake it was the prettiest thing he has ever seen, next to his princesa, of course.

Marc switched the next day, waking up confused as fuck to see your not so best mehendi desig- Ahem, I meant your ✨ masterpiece✨ on his hands. He actually likes it.

And Steven excitedly showing it to everyone at work for the next two weeks till the mehendi designs vanishes like the cutiepie he is <3. He is so excited and proud of you.

You were not satisfied and made a little sad face and your boyfriends could not bear it. They convinced you it's pretty, and constantly reminded you how much they adore it.

All three of your boyfriends are your #1 supporters and hype you up no matter what. As they should 💅🏽.

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Khonshu mumbling in the background about this is *not* how the moon knight supposed to be, receiving a glare from Marc, and sassy a response from Steven. Jake simply ✨does not care✨

[gennemi]

Omg Rennnnn♡ hear me out, okay? Scen/Headcanon (idk whichever suits you) w/ Muzan and gn reader who is Upper 5 with a flower blood demon art style (almost like poison ivy but with any flower that they have encountered) who has a crush on Muzan and everytime they sees him they get really happy and excited and flowers start blooming in their hair🥲💖

the main inspo for this is because I have an afro, and when I go out with my nieces and nephews, they always find flowers to put in my hair because according to them it will make me happy✋️😭

(I swear I love them so much🥰❤️)

𝑴𝒖𝒛𝒂𝒏 𝑲𝒊𝒃𝒖𝒕𝒔𝒖𝒋𝒊 𝒙 𝑮𝑵! 𝑫𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒏! 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓

A/N: This was the cutest ask ever!! I loved it!!! 🤭💕❤. Thank you so much for requesting this cute ask lovely! I hope you love it! And that's so sweet that your nieces and nephews do that! 😭❤✨ I'm sorry if it was short though! I tried my best (I'm still learning to write more better for Muzan!)

Warnings: Fluff, spoiler mentions of Uppermoon 6, 4 and 5s deaths, implied realtionship.

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-It was no secret to their fellow uppermoons, that they had a crush on the Demon King himself, the only one who didn’t know was Muzan himself. They didn’t say anything to him about it, because they didn’t think he would even see them in that way. They don’t even know how they managed to become an Uppermoon, their blood demon art simply had something to do with flowers. 

-Everytime they saw him, they would get so happy and excited. That flowers would start blooming from their hair. It would confuse Muzan at first, because they did that with everyone else when they got happy/excited, but more would bloom when they were happy, around him. And it really confused him. How they aren’t even scared of him, that they were happy to be around/see him.

- Even during the Uppermoon meeting, after the death of Daki and Gyutaro, they seemed happy to see him, that flowers bloomed from their hair. Which of course didn’t go unnoticed by Muzan. He could see the happy look on their face, the happy sparkle in their demon-like eyes, and the blush adorning their face, he dug deep into their thoughts during said meeting. Which had revealed that they are infatuated with him.

-Now he didn’t know how to react at first, considering this is Muzan we are talking about, he doesn’t have time for romance, or such ‘weak feelings’ as he would call it, but he won’t lie. They were his favorite, but obviously he wouldn’t say it out loud, because of him being too prideful.

-So imagine their surprise,when he asks them to stay behind after said meeting. That he needed to have a conversation with them. But they stayed behind, no questions asked. They were confused about why he needed them to stay behind.

-Until he bluntly said out loud, that he read their mind. Knows that they are in love with him. They immediately tense up. Scared of what he is going to say/react to their feelings, but to their surprise he admits to them that he is infatuated with them also.

-He chuckles at their reaction after he admits that to them. Their demon-like eyes were wide in shock, as their mouth hung open also in shock, but they quickly shook the shock off, and gave a big happy smile. More flowers are popping up in their hair from them being more happy/excited.

-After that he starts treating them differently than all the other Uppermoons, he’s less strict on them (which makes all the other Uppermoons jealous). And he's become really overprotective over them, especially after the deaths of Uppermoon Four Hantengu and Uppermoon Five Gyokko. He even goes as far as spoiling them, giving them compliments, and caring about them more than the other Uppermoons.

[mintytealfox]

I'm curious, how did you get into IDV, and how did you come to like Norton so much? 👀

EEEEEEEEEYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY~

LOL I actually found out about him around 2019-2020. I was scrolling though pintrest looking for inspo for a character and I was noticing this sudden BOAT LOAD of AGNST ART of this prospector DUDE LOL

and I was like 'who EVEN IS THIS GUY'

I was ENCHANTED and wanted to know what the heck is going on and why is he so tormented AND what is he even FROM??? LOL

I read everything I COULD and was AMAZED by this dude! It was like fav character at first sight XD and the more I learned the more I LOVED HIM AH

When I first saw the game I was like 'oh man I could never play that game, I have to play with REAL PEOPLE AS A TEAMMM??? NO WAY' my anxiety was at an all time high at the time so I would just watch from afar and enjoy any info from the game that was coming out every now and then, as the years went by.

I was pretty darn excited when the Da Capo stuff was coming out and that was when I was getting HOOKED with the full story and not just Norton's backstory! THEN the announcement that there was going to be a new POV of that game via ALICE, I got them STAR EYES, and I really wanted to play the story mode that was going to come out~ I ended up watching the first release on youtube and had fingers crossed to see Norton but he as a no-showwwww lol

I didn't actually download the game to enjoy it myself until Fool's Gold was announced LOOOL I practically RAN to my computer to download the game so I could be there for the drop of the story and Norton's Hunter FORMMMMM!!

I was honestly scared at first but then I realized how dang fun this game is when you first start and BOI when Fool's Gold was finally released to play HE WAS ALL I PLAYED FOR MONTHS LOOOOOOOOOOOOOLL (note: this game legit helped with my anxiety and I could start playing MMOs again! AH I AM SO HAPPY)

🍹😎

So I have been a secret Norton stan for a good while now, but finally REVEALED MYSELF -WHEEEEZZEEEEEEEEEEE-

[unluckyhoneybee]

Mine (Daniel Ricciardo)

3. Lando. Lando is clumsy but Daniel is more than willing to help.

MASTERLIST.

Note: thank you to @storysf1ferrari the inspo! (the photo was just perfect). I know nothing about this people's sexualities, it's fiction. If you don't like it just leave.

And yes, I'm posting this right before the race. Cheers

A goodbye to dando as teammates.

Warning: +18. Bi s*x (m on m, m on f). Oral for everyone. Penetrative s*x (f receiving). Everyone touching everyone. Ice and wax play. Toys. The most ambitious part, I think.

Danny's phone lit up. It was a message of you. He cautiously opened it and a smile crept on his face. It was you wearing one of those sets he loved so much. He couldn't see more than you chest, but fuck, he loved it so much. He switched on his place and pulled his tight jeans a bit. He couldn't wait to go home. This sponsorship shit was already boring.

What he didn't notice at first was Lando looking. He was cautiously shooting glances on Danny's phone.

The first photo was fine. It was the second the one that made him pant. What a mistake? Daniel caught him. His teammate had caught him peeking to see a picture of his girlfriend sucking her fingers with a text message promising to suck something else later.

Daniel looked at Lando with big eyes. They both felt nervous for a second. Daniel thought of hiding the phone. But then Lando gulped and Danny smirked. Just how he liked them. Vulnerable.

"Like what you see?" He whispered.

Lando felt confused. Wasn't he angry?

"Answer Lando"

He wasn't supposed to be feeling like this. Danny had a girlfriend. He shouldn't be thinking of him like that. He shouldn't be feeling that rush of blood down to his lower body.

He nodded.

"Words"

"Yes"

Daniel smiled and Lando had to look away.

"Are you okay?" Someone asked him.

"Y-yes. I am"

"You look flustered" They said. "Are you sure you are feeling good?"

"I am."

"Maybe he is getting ill again" Danny joked.

Lando ranaway from the meeting room once it was over. He almost flied out of it. He didn't want to see Daniel. He didn't want o face what had happened inside.

But Daniel had other plans. Somehow, he was already on the bathroom when Lando opened the door. The English gasped.

"Hi" Danny said with a smirk.

"H-hi" Lando felt his whole body shake.

"Well?"

Lando looked at Daniel with confusion.

"You have nothing to say?"

"I'm sorry" Lando spat making Daniel chuckle.

"Are you?"

The younger nodded fast.

Daniel walked on his direction and he walked back. But soon his back touched the wall and Daniel entered his space.

"So you are telling me that hard on you have is not because of my girl?"

I'm going to faint. Lando thought.

Everyone in the paddock was on their knees for you. You were perfect, beautiful and had a lovely personality. And those you knew you better could easily fall in love with you. Lando was not different. He would get all giggly and blushy when you were around. And both, Daniel and you, had noticed. He was on the list, he was one of the recent additions. And Daniel knew he could bring him home and you wouldn't complain.

"Use your words, Lando" Daniel whispered, his breath fawning on Lando's face. "Let me hear you"

Lando was frozen. He had never felt like this. He had never felt this rush of excitement. It was weird. But he felt euphoric.

"I'm sorry"

"You are not" Daniel smirked and leaned even closer. Lando gasped and grabbed his waist.

Daniel had to stop and breathe for a second. Lando's hands were huge and they felt exactly how he thought they would. He could already imagine the guy touching you.

"You want her, don't you?"

Lando gulped.

"D-danny... I-I..."

Lando's green eyes were almost black and Daniel was loving it. He leaned and pressed a wet kiss on Lando's jaw. His teammate whimpered.

"You have a girlfriend" He said. He felt it was the right thing. Even though he wanted this so much, he couldn't.

Daniel laughed and pulled back.

"Yeah. And if I call her and tell her I'm with you..." Daniel left the words hanging on the air.

"What?"

Daniel cupped Lando's cheek.

"Do you want to see?"

He nodded.

Your phone rang and you opened your eyes groaning. You reached for it and smiled when you saw it was Daniel.

"I was thinking of you" You said.

"I bet"

You sighed in pleasure, moving your fingers a bit faster.

"OH baby" Daniel smiled. "I have someone here with me"

By the sound of his voice, you knew he was up to no good.

"You better stop what you are doing, baby"

You obeyed, sitting straighter on the bath and making some water drip out of the edges.

"Who"

"Say hi"

"Hi, YN"

Lando... You bit your lip and let your hands wander over your body.

"I was thinking..." Daniel continued. "Maybe we could invite him over. We can other from the Thai and..."

"Yes" You gasped.

"See, Lando?"

Lando gulped but didn't took his eyes off Daniel's. He was shaking. Was Daniel inviting him home? With you?

"Come home, Lando" You said to the phone. Daniel smiled proudly.

"O-okay"

"Good boy" The aussie whispered. Lando's only response was a moan.

You giggled on your side of the phone.

"I will order the food" You said jumping of the bath. You didn't care about not being able to finish yourself, you knew it would be better when the boys came home.

"Well. Do you want to come with me on the car or..." Danny said casually as if he hadn't just triggered Lando's praising kink.

"I-I think I will take mine... So I can leave later and..."

"You can stay" Daniel said opening the toilets room. "There is plenty of space..."

Lando nodded and followed him.

"... On our bed"

Lando coughed and Danny laughed loud.

Once they were on Daniel's car, Lando turned to look at him.

"If this is some kind of joke..."

Daniel looked at him. He was so serious that Lando didn't doubt when he spoke.

"It's not. We are both deadly serious about this. We both like you and respect you. So... Everything is up to you." Daniel spoke slowly and with a gentle voice. He could see Lando's nerves floating around him.

"So... Sex?" Lando awkwardly said.

Daniel chuckled.

"No, we will knit socks."

Lando blushed deeply.

"Yes, Lando. Sex. If you want to. You can say no and there won't be any problem. We are capable of having fun on our own. You will. Have to sit in the sofa and hear, though"

"You would need to pay me an Uber"

Daniel smiled when Lando finally made one of his sarcastic remarks.

"No mate, you are declining the most awesome sex of your life, you are responsible of your Uber."

Lando laughed and looked down at his hands. Daniel wanted to grab them. He could see how nervous he was. He didn't want the guy to have an anxiety attack or something.

"What is the problem?"

Lando was surprised Daniel could see it.

"I..." He took a deep breath. "I'm not so expert."

Daniel bit his lip and let him go on.

"I have sex. I'm not a virgin or something. But I know I'm not good."

"OH c'mon..."

"Daniel. I know" Lando said dead serious. Daniel knew it wasn't time to joke around.

"Okay. No problem"

"I don't want you guys to think I'm lame" Lando looked at Daniel after a long time looking down at his lap. Daniel shot a quick glance. "I think you two are the coolest couple ever"

Daniel smiled proudly.

"Lando, don't worry about that. I'll help you out. I'll show you. Plus... YN is quite sincere with what she likes or not. I'm sure she will tell you how to things if it's needed."

Lando felt his heart beating fast. Then Daniel grabbed his thigh and he almost jumps out of the car.

When you opened the door wearing a silky robe and a big smile, Lando had to remind himself to breathe. Then he saw the way you responded when Daniel kissed you and he had to adjust himself on his trousers. How would he last through the dinner?

He wouldn't need to, but he didn't need to know that. Daniel was fully invested on the kiss and you were following him. Your hands were on his neck and his were grabbing your ass. When he pull back, he bit your lower lip and made you moan.

Lando looked around in the corridor worriedly. He cautiously stepped into the apartment and closed the door behind him. You were both looking at him when he turned around.

"Hi, Lando" You said with a smile.

She is so cute. He thought. He loved the way you looked under Danny's arm. You hand was on your boyfriend's chest.

"Hi, YN" He answer blushing.

"Welcome home. Thank you very much for coming."

He swallowed the lump on his throat. What did he had to do now?

"Lando" Daniel could see how he would need to guide him through everything. Not that he was bothered. He loved that. "Come closer"

Lando walked slow and once you could, you reached for him. He moaned once you kissed him. I'm dreaming. He thought. You lips felt perfect. You were such a great kisser and soon he was eagerly sliding his tongue on your mouth. You moaned and pulled him a bit closer. Daniel was still there, an arm around you and a smile on his face. He reached his hand to Lando's neck and brushed his thumb over his pulse point. He was observing how you kissed him. He could easily sit and let you dominate Lando. He could easily sit and watch and see you do your thing. He had seen you and you were perfect. But today wasn't for that. Today was for Lando to gain some confidence.

Daniel pressed gently his fingers around Lando's neck and he had to pull back from the kiss. You smiled when you saw what Daniel was doing. Lando's neck was beautiful. And Danny's hand around it looked perfect.

Then, Dany did what you were expecting. He leaned and captured Lando's lips on a deep kiss. You thought Lando would pull back. He was a nervous mess. But he didn't. He kissed back and made Daniel groaned.

Both of you were thinking the same. Lando was a good kisser.

Then Daniel pulled back.

"Do you want to keep going?"

With his hand around his neck and yours on his chest, Lando couldn't say no.

"Please"

Both of you smiled.

"Good boy." Daniel said. "Come to the bedroom"

You guided Lando with his hand on yours to your bedroom. He smiled to himself when he saw what Daniel meant with the there is plenty of space thing. The bed was huge.

"Good. This is our bedroom. I like to close the door but you can leave whenever you want."

He nodded.

You pushed Lando on the bed and climbed on his lap.

"YN, babe. Care to explain Lando how things work?"

"Yes"

Daniel walked behind you and kissed your head. Then started walking around the room, already shoeless. You cupped Lando's cheeks and made him look at you.

"You are really pretty" You said and kissed him.

"YN, babe. Focus" Daniel said laughing.

You giggled and bit your lip.

"I can't sorry. Have you seen his face?"

"Really pretty" He said in agreement.

Lando was blushing so deeply. How the fuck did he got the two of you to call him pretty?

"Well, Lando" He looked at you. "Things are easy here. We can stop whenever you want. You can even leave if you want. No pressure. Only Dan can fuck me"

"Then..."

Daniel laughed. It wasn't so hard to understand but still everyone asked the same.

"There are some many things to do" You said. "I told Lando"

"Um... So... You haven't fucked anyone?"

"Not on the first time."

Lando swallowed.

"Okay"

"And... If I tap your leg or say Apples you have to stop"

You kissed Lando's lips.

You heard the door closing again.

"Candles." You smiled.

"And ice" Danny added.

You felt a shiver up and down your spine.

"What?" Lando was so confused.

Daniel left the things on the nightstand and walked behind you. His hand wrapped around your neck. You gasped.

"Lando wants to learn a couple of things" He said with a deep voice.

Lando felt his cheeks heating.

"Will you let him? Will you do as Lando says? Will you be a good girl for him?"

"Yes"

"Now... What do you say about wax play? Do you want to?"

Lando was astounded. Wax? What?

"Doesn't it burn?"

"It's special wax" You told him gently and ran your fingers over his hair. "Trust us"

"Will you be okay?"

Daniel felt proud of his friend. Already doing good.

You nodded.

"She loves a bit of pain" Daniel brushed his thumb over your lip and you sucked it. Lando wanted to lean and do it too. "Just tell her what to do and she will obey. YN knows well when to stop"

Lando opened his mouth to speak, but right then, Danny cupped his jaw. He could feel his wet thumb on his skin.

"Don't you there to make her feel bad. And remember that I'm the one in control here"

Lando swallowed hard and Daniel smiled.

"Don't be mean, Dan."

Daniel kissed your forehead.

"Get started, Lando. C'mon"

Lando took deep breaths and watched Daniel walk out of the room. He pulled those silky ropes from the wardrobe and Lando felt his member twich on his trousers. Yes. He wanted that. He wanted to tie you.

"Lay down for me, please" He said and kissed your cheek.

You smiled and laid on bed.

"Face down?"

Lando looked at Daniel for a bit of help. He shrugged. Nice help.

"You can chose. She loves to move a bit, right? Just do whatever you want"

Lando swallowed.

"Okay. On your belly, please"

You smiled because he was so sweet.

"So polite" Danny chuckled.

Both men watched you kneeling on bed and taking the robe off. Lando was surprised when Daniel pulled his hoodie over his head. He felt cold.

Lando's hand were shaking once you were on the bed and the candle was on his hand. He could see your naked body and he still thought he was dreaming.

Then the first drop fell on your skin, on your spine, and you whimpered. He looked up at Daniel and he walked back to him. "She loves it" And he was right, you did. The sharp feeling of the hot wax on your skin was one of the things you loved the most.

Danny was behind Lando, both men wearing only their trousers. And Lando could feel Daniel on his ass.

Daniel wrapped his hand around Lando's, around the one that had the candle. And with his chin tucked over his shoulder, he guided the younger one's moves. He showed him how to drop the wax on you, how to do it in the way you liked the most. He showed him how he had to do it on your ass so it would drip following the shapes of you cheeks before getting colder. And Lando was loving every second of it.

Then Daniel took Lando's free hand and pressed it on your lower back. He admired how his long and lean hands looked over Lando's big ones. He always loved Lando's hands. "Like this just like Demi Moore and Patrick Swayze in Ghost" He said on Lando's ear.

Daniel showed Lando how the wax wasn't just wax but also massage oil. And you responded with the cutest whimpers and sounds having both men massaging your body.

But suddenly, Lando made Danny stop. "Turn around, YN"

You were a bit lost in the pleasure and didn't reacted as quickly as spected. Lando moved his hand over your ass cheek and looked at Daniel for approval.

"Go on. Be a good boy and teach her how to behave"

Daniel felt so euphoric like this. And you? You were incredibly horny. Listening the way he instructed Lando was just... You were on the verge of screaming.

And keeping his green eyes on Danny's brown ones, Lando spanked you. You moaned and Daniel smiled. Lando on the other way felt everything traveling in an electric way over his body.

"I said turn around, YN"

"Yes"

And when you lay on your back, your sensitive skin gets goosebumps. They are kissing, Daniel is devouring Lando's mouth and the younger one simply let's him. They are both skin on skin, Danny has his hand around Lando's neck and Lando is grabbing back on Danny's thigh.

You opened your legs for them and watched the little show. You reached and ran your hand over Lando's smooth skin. He whimpered and Daniel pulled back and looked at you. Lando needed a second to recover he was panting, he had never been kissed like that.

"What did you want to do to her?"

"Show me how to use the ice"

You bit your lip and wiggle your hips.

"She is so eager, please, Dan"

"Of course. Take one"

Lando took an ice cube and it slipped from his hand. He blushed.

"S-sorry"

Daniel kissed his shoulder.

"Don't worry, it's fine. Really" Danny kissed his cheek then. "Relax"

You loved to see Daniel so caring with Lando.

Lando took the ice cube.

"She is so sensitive on her breasts. She loves the ice on the underside." Daniel accompanied his words with his hand. He ran his thumb on the underside of your breast. "And her nipples" He pinched one and you moaned. "Try"

Lando pressed the ice cube on your sternum and you sighed.

"Go on, Lando."

Daniel moved around, reaching for a soft blindfold. You shivered as a cold drop fell down.

Daniel leaned and kissed you deeply before looking into your eyes.

"Can I put this on you?"

You nodded.

Daniel covered your eyes.

"Hands above your head, YN" Lando said. He was liking it. He felt a bit more confident knowing that Danny was there.

You obyed Lando. Then you heard Daniel whispering.

"If you want to, just take the blindfold off" The younger one said.

You weren't ready for what would come. Talking in whispers, they both planned the next moves. Mixing wax and ice. You knew it was both of them at the same time. But you didn't know who was doing what. But as one hand moved the ice over you, the other dropped wax on your skin. And you couldn't contain the whimpers and moans. It was all to much because you were still untouched. You had only gotten some attention on your nipples.

"You are so pretty, YN" Lando said moving the ice down your neck.

You were wrong. There weren't two guys on you. It was just Lando. Lando with one ice cube on his right hand and the candle in the other while Daniel proudly watched his friend.

Daniel made a gesture asking for permission and Lando nodded. With so much care of not touching you with his fingers, Daniel dropped ice on your belly. He made a straight line of ice cubes in from your chest to your belly button and you stopped breathing for long seconds.

"Don't move, sweetheart. Or they will fall" He whispered on your ear.

"O-okay"

Then Lando started dropping wax around the ice and the different temperatures drove you mad. The worst thing was the was around your nipple while the ice moved over it. You were gone then. You were so desperate, so stimulated. You wanted to beg them to do something. Then Lando dropped some drops of wax over your mount and inner thighs and you sobbed.

"P-lease..."

"Please what? We can't read your mind, baby" Daniel asked and touched your lips. He loved your mouth.

"D-do something... Please..."

"We are already" Daniel turned to Lando with a smirk. "Aren't we, Lando?"

"We are"

Another drop of wax close to your crotch made you whimper. Lando was loving every second of it. He felt so good, so happy. He was doing this. He could see how wet you were.

"Words baby" Daniel said and wrapped his hand around your neck. You gasped.

"E-eat me out..."

Daniel slapped your clit and Lando gasped and frowned. You had moaned. Daniel did it again and Lando looked at him quite shocked.

"How did that feel, baby? Lando is a bit confused"

"It felt so good"

"But..."

"But not everyone likes it"

Daniel kissed you deep just because he felt like doing so.

"Good girl"

Lando watched the dynamic. He loved it. He wanted something like that.

"YN... Can you used your words?" Lando asked.

Daniel smiled.

"Eat me out, please"

"Me or Daniel?"

"You, please. Daniel does it all the time"

Lando couldn't avoid cracking a laugh when Daniel gasped in fake offense.

"Okay, smart ass. I won't do it anymore."

"Don't be bad, Danny" Lando said and pinched Danny. The older one laughed.

Daniel pulled the blindfold off your eyes at the same time Lando pulled you to the edge of the bed. You saw how he sinked between your legs and closed your eyes. You moaned at the first contact and Daniel helped you sit. Leaning on his chest and with your hands on Lando's hair, you let yourself got carried by the pleasure.

"Slower, Lando. Be slower... She likes it nice and slow"

Daniel talking in a low voice and guiding Lando, telling him how to do it in the way you liked the most, was probably one of the best things that ever happened to you. And Lando was good, he learnt quickly and was enjoying so much. He loved to pull those sweet moans out of you.

"Why don't you add a couple of fingers, Lando? Those hands are too pretty to not be used."

Lando blushed deeply. He would never get used to Daniel complimenting him.

Being very careful to not hurt you (you were dripping wet, there was no way), Lando slipped two fingers in and you moaned loudly. They were different to Danny. Lando's hands were huge. And fuck. They were so attractive.

"Move your fingers to the front Lando. You will love it"

And he obeyed. You changed. You gripped everywhere you could. You moaned higher. Your were desperate and moving your hips against him.

"I'm gonna come" You announce once the pleasure became too much. Lando moaned in you and moved his hand faster. His mouth and fingers worked together perfectly.

"Don't stop, Lando... Don't stop until she pushes you away" Daniel said.

And Lando didn't. He made you cum and you sobbed in pleasure. You grabbed into his hair and Daniel's neck, you wrapped your legs around his shoulders and ride his mouth through the orgasm. And Lando just kept going. He kept his eyes open, he wanted to look at you. He reached up your belly and chest smudging the oily wax. Over your breasts and nipples, only making the pleasure higher.

And Daniel wrapped his arm around your shoulder tighter and kissed your face and neck.

And suddenly you pushed Lando and closed your legs, being left on your boyfriend's arms shaking and whimpering from all the overstimulation. Daniel kissed your temple.

"Good girl... You took Lando so well, he did such a good job, didn't he?"

You nodded with your eyes closed and trying to breathe again.

Lando kissed you knee and then knelt on the bed. He didn't know what to do next. He just observed how Daniel held you as your recovered and your body stopped shaking.

But Daniel looked at him and took his hand.

"You need to be there after, too." He said. "Not only for the funny part"

And as he had done minutes ago, Daniel guided Lando's hand over your skin.

"It helps her relaxing"

And Lando did as Daniel told him. He caressed your skin and took the pieces of wax away. You opened your eyes and looked at him with a smile.

"Thank you"

Lando felt brave and kissed your shoulder, then looked at Daniel and pecked his lips.

You both smiled at him.

You took a look of him. Both guys were aipinfully hard on their trousers. And it only flattered you. You felt exhausted, but you knee you could take another one. And Daniel knew too.

"Why don't you get on your fours, baby?" Daniel asked.

You bit your lip and nodded.

"And Lando, honey. You sit on the headboard"

Lando shivered.

"Trousers off"

Only a couple of minutes later, the three of you were naked and you were already kissing down Lando's abdomen. Daniel decided to watch for a fit. He was playing your pussy, teasing you and making you whimper.

Lando watched as you slowly took him on your mouth, sliding your tounghe all over his length and humming when you sucked. He threw his head back and gasped.

"Fuck, YN..."

"Just let her do her thing..." Daniel said as he rolled the condom.

And Lando obeyed once more. He sat there and looked at you in awe, he played with your hair and just enjoyed. Then Daniel pushed himself in you and you moaned. And Lando couldn't believe he was doing this.

He was facing Daniel. He was looking at him and taking into the faces his friend made. He thought about how fucking attractive he was. How kissable his mouth looked and how handsome his nose made him. He thought he had seen him this flustered and sweaty before but never had thought about kissing him and his neck. He never though of licking Daniel's skin or choke him like he had done to him. Then Lando looked down at you and thought about how you were the prettiest woman he'd ever had. He loved the way you were fully concentrated on his pleasure although your own sometimes interrupted you. He loved how you seemed to have so much control of your limits, how you only pushed him deep in your throat on certain moments. And how good you were at this.

Lando though both of you were incredibly lucky but also he was even more for being here. He didn't know if you had done something like this, he was 99% sure you have because you were very normal and healthy about it. But he didn't want to know with who. He didn't want to thing about anyone else.

He was feeling so good, he had been desperate for some stimulation. He had wanted to touch himself while he was eating you out, but he wanted Daniel approval and you feeling good even more. And now you were so expertly sucking him off and he knew he wouldn't last. He didn't feel ashamed. He didn't care less.

You were hyperstimulated. You were over sensitive and had tears in your eyes, both for so much pleasure and choking on Lando's dick. Daniel could feel you squeezing around him. He was loving every second of it. He was looking at you being so good to Lando that the boy seemed to had gone to another world.

Lando came so soon. So so soon. But still he didn't care. He moaned high and covered his face with his hands. You didn't seem to want to stop. You wanted more. You kept sucking him and Daniel only fucked you harder. But it was too much for Lando. He was so sensitive. He couldn't take more.

"Apples... Apples..." And you pulled back at the instant. Daniel stopped, his fingers gripping hard on your hips.

"Are you okay?" You asked worried. You heart was beating so hard. "Did I hurt you?"

Lando shook his head and brushed his hands over his face.

"Lando..." Daniel asked and wrapped his hand around you.

"It's fine" Lando was literally out of breath. "I'm fine... It was too much. Sorry"

Daniel pulled away from you.

"Don't be sorry" He said and sat next to Lando.

You touched the guy's legs carefully.

"Take your time. Tell us what you need" You told him.

Lando nodded and dried the sweat on his forehead.

"I was too sensitive. It... It didn't felt that good anymore."

You nodded.

"Okay. I understand. Thank you for telling me" You said.

Daniel wrapped his arm around Lando's shoulder.

"Well done, buddy. You did so good" He kissed his temple.

Lando closed his eyes for a second and enjoyed both of you caressing him. You were playing with his fingers and Daniel with his hair.

"Thank you guys..." He opened his eyes and found yours first.

You smiled.

"Can I give you a kiss?" You asked. He nodded.

You kissed him so sweetly and he smiled through it. And Daniel felt a bit jealous because he wanted that too. Lando pulled back from you and turned to Daniel. And your boyfriend felt his cheeks blushing as the boy kissed him how he pleased.

"Don't let me stop you, guys" Lando said with a tired smile. "Please"

Daniel looked at you.

"You heard him, baby. How about you come here and ride me?"

Lando thought it was a bit weird to sit there and watch you ride Daniel while they were sitting shoulder to shoulder. Weird but not in a bad way. He was enjoying so much. At some point he even turned to Daniel and kissed his face and neck. Daniel was more than happy with it because you had leaned to the same on the other side. He felt in heaven. And when he came he grabbed your waist and Lando's thigh.

The three of you sat there in silence for a long time. This had been of your best threesomes and there was no doubt.

Lando's stomach growled and Dan and you turned to him. He was blushing.

"Sorry, I came here for dinner but you two insisted on fucking instead"

The three of you laughed hard.

"Let's get cleaned and have dinner, then" Danny said.

The guys let you get cleaned and get rid of the remaining wax as they heated the food.

It was cute to find Lando sitting on the counter dressed on Danny's clothes and Daniel walking around on his boxers.

"It was nice, guys." Lando said halfway through dinner. "It was really nice"

You smiled and took his hand to your lips, leaving a soft kiss on it.

"I'm happy to hear that"

"Yeah mate. Our bed is your bed" Daniel said.

"You always say the weirdest stuff, Dan!"

"Well?! Don't you want him to come back?"

"I do, but you could always say something like you can come back whenever you want!"

Lando leanded back and observed you two arguing about possible ways of inviting someone to a threesome and he thought that if he ever had a relationship, he wanted it to be like that.

I'm emotional, living in delusion, and I will probably need more time to get over this day than I needed with my ex.

But here you have this little piece of filth.

[titanus-horizio]

Since I legit cannot contain my excitement over this beautiful artwork from @mjtheartist04, screw it, we doubling up and adding more lore to the villain of Ain't That a Bite and the king of Terror himself

Art by @mjtheartist04 go follow her :)

(be sure to go on the tag atab-megafauna for more atab Kaiju)

Ain't That a bite Character/Kaiju Drop: HORIZIO/ KING GHIDORAH

"God dreamt of a nightmare, and it took the form of a three headed dragon"

So this is where I tell you that Horizio and the 3 headed golden god of destruction are one of the same, it was honestly a challenge to adapt King Ghidorah without doing something that's already been done. However I saw that Horizio had nothing going for him, so it led to a massive character change where horizio went from a man who went insane from extradimensional energy, to the human form of King Ghidorah.

Hence this art here drawn by my friend birbdroogan

I wanted to do something similar to how he was during King Of The Monsters, with each head having their own personalities

I wanted to take the more dominating side of the middle head, the cocky side of the right head, and the somewhat playful personality of the left head(so yeah, like the meme)

Also I won't get into specifics yet because it does spoil things but this Ghidorah has won before, and he reveled in it, he loves to win, he loves to destroy, and he absolutely loves drama

He was weakened from his victory though and was stuck to a human form(normal where he's from, he's the only one who can do this) however arguably he loves it more since he can go after certain people specifically.

He's a cult leader for a Kaiju dominated world because he decides "wanna know what would be funny? If I got more powerful and I get to watch everything burn down....and release all these funky guys on the earth"

Abilities? Idk you'll have to see

Anyway design inspo time

So obviously it's Alastor from the suit and all that

Loki with the hair

Now my favorite

3 heads

3 yellow stripes in his hair (you can't see it here but I promise they exist)

(probably gonna be drawing his original form since I'm much better at drawing kaiju than I am with people)

I HOPE YOU ALL ENJOYED THIS, GO FOLLOW @mjtheartist04 or we will fight you with hammers

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