#i wanna write 4 this man but head empty no think

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Yall pls send webslinger x reader ideas into my inbox fuckin plss I'll write whateva you want fr ill spoil yall

[xeeljii]

PLEASE WRITE MOREEE

OH ANON I LOVE U <33333 this means the world to me!!!!

i have like 4 fics already written i just dont wanna spam the tag lol but here is a preview for the next one :>

WARNING! Explicit RPF! 

CW: 18+, f! reader, friends with benefits situation, mentions of past sex, get together, soft angst but happy ending, fluff

EDIT: FULL FIC HERE!

You hear the water from the shower stop, you are probably not getting lucky tonight and that is okay, you just like having him near you, with the weather now he works as a personal heather. You haven’t really just slept together without sex as an excuse, not since the first time at least, and it makes you a little nervous. You think briefly about changing into nicer pajamas but he already saw the ones you are wearing so no point, you feel a rush of nervousness raise on your body. Before you get more anxious, he comes out of the shower hair leaving little droplets of water on your floor as he walks. White towel hanging low from his hips, you appreciate the softness of his belly, the happy trail that disappears under the towel, the way the hair there is darker than anywhere else in his body and even more noticeable when wet. You can’t help but scan all over his body, ogle at his chest, his soft pecs and the thin hair on them that looks white, his wide shoulders littered with freckles because he can’t be bothered to ever use sunscreen, he is so beautiful it hurts. Without the excuse of sex you feel shy looking and maybe like a little bit of a creep, you try to avert your gaze. If he notices the staring he says nothing about it and slowly walks towards you. You are holding a towel in your hands “Let me help you” You say raising your hands above his head, he stands right in front of you making you look up, you start gently moving your hands to dry his hair a little, he places his big hands on your hips and pulls you closer, wants to kiss you so bad but stops himself, he doesn’t want to get kicked out in the middle of the night when your unmade bed looks so delicious and inviting. You feel your cheeks heat up under his gaze, his thumbs drawing circles in the exposed skin under your sleeping camisole, you want to make this last forever. “Done” You say almost in a whisper, you throw the towel on chair nearby. Almost on instinct you raise to your tip toes and kiss softly at his cheek, too late you realize what you just did, infinitely more intimate than what you should, you just look away quickly and clear your throat. “Lets get some sleep yeah?” You say turning around to hide your blushing face, you climb on the bed and raise the comforter, patting at the empty space beside you motioning for him to move. You make it so incredibly hard not to like you and he is such a weak man. He takes a few steps before reaching the edge of the bed, takes the towel off and throws it to the chair before climbing up behind you. 

[darkficsyouneveraskedfor]

The Happy Couple 10

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9

I make no promise and am just following a whim.

Summary: Your father makes a deal to marry you to his top capo. (mob au)

Warnings: dark elements such a mob business and intimidation, spanking, threats., choking, fingering, dub/noncon. More to be added as they become relevant. You know what I write typically so you know what to expect.

Thank you all for the encouragement and I hope you enjoy.❤️

Bucky's hand grips your throat, pinning you on your shoulder as you lay bent on your side. Your knee is hooked across his other arm as he ruts into you, straddling your thigh beneath him. You arch your back and groan through your teeth.

This man is as relentless in bed as he is outside. You puff out through your burning lungs, fingers knotted tightly as the leather chafes around your arms.

"Come on, baby, you can cum for me again," he snarls as he rams against you, "come on."

His fingers find your oversensitive clit and toy with your once more. You whine and bite your tongue. You snarl as the buzzing flows through your pelvis and erupts. Your orgasm clenches him desperately as he keeps his pace harsh and heartless. Your head lolls back as his nails dick into the bruises he left across your neck.

"Oh, princess, the only throne you'll ever need is my lap," he pants, "if only daddy could see this--"

You stretch your fingers and bare your teeth in reaction. You close your eyes, hiding from your shame and the sight of your reality. Your father's room, that vaunted place, a forbidden stronghold, his fortress. You turn your head down and moan through another rippling wave of pleasure.

"You're so good to my dick, huh? You wanna play brat but look at you, eager for it," he pushes his hand up your jaw and hooks two fingers into your mouth, forcing your head up, "tell me how much you want it, baby doll."

You bite down on his knuckles as hard as you can and he grunts, fucking you harder, a thrum pulsing through your bones. You don't let up, singing your teeth in until he rips his hand away. He grabs your head and crushes it against the bed, straining your neck as he pounds into you mercilessly. You choke on a whimper and flare your nose, the pain feeding your rage.

He rolls his hips, his pace turning uneven as he slows and spasm. He grips your hip as he takes long, deliberate strokes, roaring as he empties into you. His thrust slicken noisily and you feel his cum dripping out as he rocks a few more times before burying himself to his limit. You exhale shakily as he pushes your legs together, staying inside you as he turns you onto your stomach.

He lays over you, planting his legs around yours and forcing them together as he begins to thrust again. His raspy breathes betray his sensitivity as the quiver in his muscles reflects the same in yours. He holds himself up on his elbows, your arms pressed to his stomach as he keeps a calm tempo.

"All you gotta do is be a good girl, baby, and it's all over," he snarls, "say you want daddy's dick and I'll stop."

"Fuck off," you heave into the blankets.

He tuts and jolts you meanly. He chuckles and jerks his hips again, his pelvis cracking against your ass.

"I'll break you anyway I needa, princess, trust that," he growls, "'bout time you grew up..." he groans as he ruts again, "fuck, I love that pussy. I'll just have to work on that mouth."

You ball your hands as they throb and curl your toes. He's an old man, you can outlast him. For the night and for those to come.

💍

Your arms ache as you wake to the tweet of birds. The night before is a fog in your head. It sets in as you roll onto your back, alone in your father's empty bed. It flows over you like a fretful tide; your father is dead, this isn't his house, this isn't his business. It's Bucky's now, just like you.

That jackass might think he has everything figured out but you won't let him take the victory that easily. You rub your arms and groan, staring at the ceiling as you try to come up with a game plan. There's no running, that was a foolish idea. You've always been impetuous that way. Besides, you hear the men milling around still. As you drag yourself out of bed, you confirm their presence with a glance out the window.

You search the room. Your clothes are gone but a rob lays across the foot of the bed. You wrap it around yourself and grow through the drawers, the closet, and even looks under the bed. It's been cleared out, nothing you could use.

The handle clicks and you face the door. Bucky enters, a pinstriped shirt with dark pants, his pointed leather boots decorated with studs around the ankle. You cross your arms and set your chin defiantly. You arch a brow.

"Morning, princess," he swings the door shut.

"Why hello, asshole," you sneer.

"Now, baby, let's start this day off fresh," he nears and puts his hands on your arms, "you are glowing. Look like you got a good dicking down--"

"Get off me," you shove him away.

"Why are you being like this? I treated you right. All. Night. Long."

You scoff and curl your lip, "you killed my father."

"And your wicked stepmother," he smirks, "not getting a thanks for that though."

"Please," you roll your eyes and step back, "you had your fun. Get it over with."

"Get it over with?"

"Get rid of me. We'd both be happier for it," you flick your fingers in his direction and spin on your heel, "I'm not gonna be played with like your personal puppet and guess what? You're right, I'm a fucking brat and that's not gonna change. Not for you, not for anyone."

"If I thought you were gonna change, baby, I wouldn't have chosen you," he comes up behind you as you return to the window, his hands framing your hips, "and believe me when I say I chose you. I want you, princess, and I'm gonna make you my queen. All you gotta do is give me a little something."

"Didn't you get all you needed last night?"

"Not what I mean, baby. You mind that mouth and smile pretty, and I can put up with a bit of spunk," he drapes his arms around you and rests his chin on your shoulder, swaying you with him. You latch onto his wrist as he snakes his hand down the front of the robe, "I play with fire to feel the burn."

"And if I don't want to be your queen or whatever nonsense you call it?"

"Well, that's the thing, it ain't your choice," he wiggles his wrist free and slips his hand through the opening of the robe, he cups your cunt as he bends his fingers again your folds, "but I gotta admire the strong front. I never thought you'd be easy to tame."

"As if," you elbow him and pivot to nudge him away, "tame me? I'm not your pet."

"No, baby, but you will make a fine wife," he grabs your hands and pulls them away from his chest, "and if you let me, I could be a damn fine husband."

[sainzfilm]

Through my eyes with white mustang or tomorrow never came ft Sean ono lenonon by lana del rey

And if you don't want to do any of those can you please do death with dignity by sufjan stevens

Also sorry if this sounds rude I've never really done this before ♡♡

pairing: charles leclerc x reader

a/n: this is actually one of my favorite songs hehe so beautiful yet so heartbreaking in ways that are just…mundanely experienced by people and dw about it!! not rude at all my love :) im apologizing in advance if i hurt someone from this because i hurt myself from writing this

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tomorrow never came - charles leclerc

The sun’s rays shone through the curtains that were slightly opened. Clothes scattered on the floor, pieces of the events that had unraveled the night before. Legs tangled up in sheets draped over your bare bodies as Charles held you close to him.

You sighed deeply, looking up at him with a faint smile on your face, “I love you.”

“I love you more, baby,” Charles mumbled as he kissed your temple, rubbing your back gently, “I’d do anything to wake up next to you every morning.”

Staring at the ceiling, you took a sip from the glass of wine in your hand as you waited for Charles’ call. As you sighed deeply, you mumbled to yourself, “Not surprised by that.”

You shook your head as you set the wine glass down and headed to your bedroom, laying in the bed that you shared countless times with the man you loved. Before you could zone out further, the phone ringing disrupted your thoughts, sliding to answer without checking the caller ID.

“What do you want?”

Charles chuckled softly in response to your snarky welcome, “Hello to you too, Y/N.”

“Oh, it’s you. Hi, Charles,” You mumbled as you propped your phone up to your ear, “Question still stands. What do you want?”

“I just wanted to ask what you’re doing,” He mumbled, the sounds of his footsteps echoing through the phone, “Is it wrong to check on my girl?”

“Let’s see. You said you’d call at 6 pm my time and time check, it’s nearly midnight,�� You scoffed, turning the television on and mindlessly surfing through channels, “Your girl? Please, Charles. I haven’t felt like it for the longest time.”

“I’m sorry, I lost track of time,” Charles replied, the bitterness of the words lingering in his mouth, “I’m trying, okay? I’m already under enough pressure and your demands are not helping.”

“You know what? Just go to sleep. I don’t want to argue,” You sighed, rubbing your hand down your face as the frustration inside you bubbled, “I’m tired.”

“Just…will you meet me at our spot tomorrow? I promise I’ll be there,” He replied, laying in bed that was a few cities away from yours, “4 PM, I’ll be there.”

Hesitant to agree, you shook your head as you replied, “Okay fine. I’ll meet you there. Goodnight.”

Charles dropped the call, a lack of exchange in the aspect of saying of the three words that used to be thrown in between you back then.

As another day reeled itself in, you couldn’t care any less about what would go on from Charles asking to meet with you. In fact, if you were to be honest, you were thinking about breaking up with him right there and then.

Sitting down on the bench by the river, you exhaled as you looked down on your watch. 3:30 PM. People passed – happy couples, children playing with each other, and even students walking home from school.

It wasn’t until you felt droplets on the top of your head, frowning as you saw the light grey ground being covered with small dark circles.

“C’mon, Charles,” You mumbled as you tapped your foot on the sidewalk, the rain falling and slowly drenching you, “It’s fifteen minutes past the time.”

You tried to ring him up, it was no use being redirected to his voicemail over and over, “Dick move, Leclerc. So much for broken and empty promises.”

Standing up from the bench, you turned around to look at it one more time with a sad smile on your face from the memories that started making its way through your brain.

“You wanna sit for a while?” Charles smiled as he held onto your hand, “We’re in no rush, I’ll always have time for you, you know?”

“If you say it like that,” You teased, pulling him to a bench that faced the river and sat down as you sighed happily, “Nice spot, don’t you think?”

Charles nodded, putting an arm around you as you leaned against his shoulder, “Faces the sun setting behind the river perfectly.”

“What if we make this our spot?” You mumbled, watching the sun set before your eyes, “Not to be a cheesy romantic.”

“Then, it’ll be our spot, my love,” He smiled as he kissed the top of your head, pointing at the sun that was setting, “Every time the sun sets, another day comes around. Another day of me loving you like no tomorrow.”

Pulling away from his arms, you looked up at him and squished his cheeks in your hands, “You know, I love you. I wish you could stay with me.”

As he mirrored your actions, he couldn’t help but laugh from how silly the two of you must’ve looked from another point of view, “You know that I’ll always stay.”

You didn’t know whether it was the tears that was falling down your cheeks or the rain that came from above. All you know was that the love you had with Charles was a distant memory – one that would probably wear out like the initials that you carved on the bench that you waited on.

Taking a deep breath, you pulled your coat to yourself and walked away from that bench, from the love and man that you once adored. You should’ve realized a long time ago that tomorrow never came.

[whatdoidosatoru]

Check Yes Juliet

PART 2 of The Only Exception

This is part 2 of the previous work named First Date (the real ones will find the pattern) so technically that was CH1 :)

All the tags from that are valid for this part as well, Yuna is my OC that's barely described so feel free to imagine her however you'd like

part 1 - part 3 - part 4 - ao3

pairing: Keisuke Baji x OC (reader)

wc: 4.7k ishtags: smut, fluff, oral sex, vaginal sex, praise, fingering, baji is a simp, cum eating (kind of), they are very horny for each other, unprotected sex (they've taken some precautions okay I don't normally condone not wrapping it up)

Songs referenced or listened to while writing this chapter:

Empty With You - The Used

Crushcrushcrush - Paramore

I Don’t Wanna Be In Love - Good Charlotte

Be My Escape - Reliant K

Check Yes Juliet - We The Kings

Brick By Boring Brick - Paramore

Backseat Serenade - All Time Low

MDNI!!!!! 18+ only!

“Honey, what I’m hearing is that you had a romantic and passionate night with this man and you didn’t even get his last name?” Mai was shaking her head at me after hearing a rough report of my shenanigans with Keisuke last night. I stared ahead and kept picturing his soft, blissful expression lying on my bed, trapped by my thighs, me sitting on his cock, his hair pooling over my pillows that still held his scent and mine mixed together.

Why can’t I stop thinking about him?  

Mai stood up and walked to the side of the bed, noting my ripped-up panties on the floor, her eyebrow raised,

“And when did this happen?” I put the cup of coffee still steaming on the nightstand, catching a glimpse of the photo I had taken of him post-orgasm. She noticed it as well, picking it up to inspect it.

“He wanted me to keep the fishnets on so he ripped these off before going down on me.” Leaning back on the headboard, I took a moment to assess how sore my limbs felt, my insides still felt raw and aching. I lifted my hand to touch my neck where he scraped my skin with his teeth and left little bruises, that was going to need covering up before work. 

She wasn’t wrong, but at the same time she was.

She smirked at me, waving the photo around, “I didn’t realise you were so down bad for this guy, why would you take a photo of him lying, what I’m assuming is naked, on your bed?”

She brought it closer to my face, “This guy pushed you into the wall, but all you talk about is how he was gentle with you? What am I missing?”

I completely forgave him for that shove in the hallway of the club, he seemed genuinely sorry and like a completely different person than I had assumed he would be. No matter how insanely hot he was, he was also kind. And very giving. I smiled to myself, this morning I had the most satisfying gentle sex I’d ever had. None of my boyfriends had ever been that good. And he hadn’t complained about putting a condom on, which shouldn’t ever be as commendable as it was.

Mai reached to have a look at my bruised neck and collarbone, visibly annoyed, “We need to tone this down before work. Come on, I’ll make breakfast and try to cover up your nasty hickeys.” I could just drag myself after her into the kitchen.

How was she so chirpy and energetic? She stayed up until at least 5:30 in the morning, and the party was on until 5. 

“Mai, did you sleep at all last night?”

“Sleep is for the weak. I’m so beyond tired that a whole new wave of energy has taken over. I may drop halfway through the shift though so you need to step up for me, okay?”

“Of course, I’m taking over the schedule duty as well.”

We worked at a cinema not too far from our apartment and, although Mai normally handled the theatre schedule, I had to make sure she could at least get some easier jobs, considering she helped me get my sexual frustrations out last night and therefore sacrificed her sleep. 

Half an hour later, with my neck covered in four layers of concealer and colour corrector, we made our way to our work, completely unprepared to handle groups of screaming children and their disinterested parents. 

“You smell different, is that some new perfume?” She broke through my thoughts.

“I think it might be his scent, I assume that’s his shampoo because his hair smelled so divine.”

“Damn, Kakashi really is That Guy , isn’t he?”

With a playful shove, she started towards the only store room that had chairs for us to sit on, and I took a pen to try and figure out how to tackle today. 

“It’s Keisuke.”

“Whatever.”

~

Saturday nights were for the girls. After work and a shower, Hana and her girlfriend showed up at our apartment for a weekly pizza night. By the time it was my turn to catch them up on your week, everyone had already had their turn and normally my updates had always consisted of a very short summary of where I was with my research papers, how much I hated my Contemporary English professor, and what songs I was hyper fixating on. This time all I wanted to talk about was Keisuke. I had never got so hung up on real people, so this was a very interesting topic to all of them. 

“So as all of you may know, I brought a guy home last night,” I picked up another slice of pizza, “and now he’s basically all I can think about, it pains me to confess, but I sniffed the pillow he slept on several times today.” 

“Simp!” Asami fake-coughed into her hand, giving me a devilish grin to which I responded with a stuck-out tongue.

“I didn’t even get much of a look at him when he pushed me into a wall last night, but then I completely embarrassed myself in front of him and realised he’s actually so gorgeous and hot I wouldn’t have minded if he was some sort of serial killer as long as he put his hands on me.”

Mai pretended to vomit at that, Hana and Asami just chuckled at my dramatics. 

“Listen, I’m not one to obsess over guys this much, but something about him really drew me in and I was so stupid that I didn’t ask for his last name. Or his number!” I dropped my head into my hands and groaned, “Why didn’t I get his fucking number?”

Hana piped up, “Didn’t you say he worked at Pet Zone? You can always go find him there and ask him.”

“Don’t you think that might come off as a bit creepy,” Asami asked, “I mean if the roles were reversed, I’d definitely think it was some creepy guy who didn’t understand the concept of a one-night stand.”

“Asami, you think every guy is creepy and should be avoided at all costs,” quipped Mai.

Asami just shrugged and took a sip of her drink.

Hana reached out to get her glass, “By what you told us happened, he seemed to be really into you and maybe didn’t think you would want to continue seeing him. Just a thought, though.”

I was becoming more and more hopeful, “What if I just interpreted it wrong, though? What if I’m misremembering it because that was how I wanted things to happen?”

“I can always come with you to the shop and get some stuff for Kisu.” Hana and Asami had adopted a beautiful orange cat that was a menace to society, but I loved her so much that I regularly bought her Dreamies.

“You don’t think it would be painfully obvious? I don’t even know when his shifts are, he’s got university as well as work.” I felt myself whine a bit too much now.

Mai decided to finish this conversation by calming me down with a big hug and some reassurance.

“Babe, if Keito’s not there we’ll come again and again until we find him and you ask him out. If it takes us a month, then so be it, but you’re overthinking this. The way he kissed you on his way out didn’t look like he didn’t want to see you again.”

“Thank you, love. And his name is Keisuke.”

“I don’t think it is,” she winked at me. 

“I know what I screamed last night, my darling, and it’s definitely Keisuke.”

“I feel like it’s becoming a bit and I don’t want to stop it, so deal with it.” Mai ruffled my hair and went back to her glass of wine.

After a couple of hours, all of us went to bed, Mai had given Asami and Hana her own room so she shared with me. I lay my head on Keisuke’s…I mean, my pillow that Keisuke slept on and inhaled deeply. The scent was fading, I really needed to find him again.

Mai was deeply snoring while I lay with my eyes half-closed playing with his hair tie on my wrist. 

The next day Asami made her way to visit her parents, slightly regretting not going with us to the city centre. Mai, Hana, and I, as per usual, spent way too much time in the bookstore, gently caressing the spines of our favourite books, laughing at ridiculous covers, and making highly ambitious reading lists that we were never going to follow. The trip was a success as I managed to walk out with only two new books and three complimentary bookmarks.

Now, with a significantly lighter step, we went into a few clothes shops and there I realised I needed to get more underwear. Mentally cursing Keisuke for ripping the most comfortable pair, I picked out two new comfy pairs of panties and one lacy pair that I didn’t even know the occasion for. It just called to me, black lace with a red bow on the back seemed right up my alley. 

With a sigh, we went on to our final stop of the day, Pet Zone. This was it, all my hopes and dreams were riding on the good outcome of this situation. A gentle pat on the shoulder from Hana made me snap out of it, I patted my face to sober myself up and stepped inside.

~

The best thing about any pet shop is the fact that owners come in with their dogs and let them roam around the shop, so when I walked in and got greeted by three dogs at the same time, the only worry that was left on my mind was making sure I gave each of them an equal amount of attention.

Hana and Mai went to the cat aisle to browse while I was left barely five steps into the store, wishing I had three hands to give all of these good dogs love at the same time. 

“Uhm, hey there,” a muffled voice reached me. I looked up to see a slightly winded Keisuke with a hand over his mouth, trying to finish chewing his food.

“Hey, take your time, man” I tried to sound like this interaction hadn’t been on my mind for a whole day. 

“Sorry,” he swallowed, “I saw you on the security camera and ran back in before properly finishing my lunch.”

Was this guy for real? He cut his lunch break short because I walked into the shop? Was I hearing this correctly?

“Oh you really didn’t have to do that,” why did I sound so shy? This man had been inside of me two nights ago and now I was shy ?

“I was worried I’d miss you, what brings you here?” He still sounded a bit winded.

“Hana needs some stuff for her cat and we were out with her shopping so we just stopped by,” I motioned toward where Hana and Mai were playing with cat toys.

“Got anything interesting?” He pointed at my bookstore haul.

“Just some books I’m probably never going to get around to reading, but I needed a dopamine hit after feeling so down,” crap, that sounded a bit too desperate.

“What happened?” 

Sigh , “Well I thought you might not want to see me again…after that night.”

“W-What? I thought you didn’t want to see me anymore and that was why you didn’t ask for my phone number!” He started getting flustered.

“I thought you didn’t ask for my number because you weren’t interested,” I confessed, “are you telling me this all could’ve been avoided had both of us stopped overthinking for a damn minute?”

He started laughing, causing me to join him, oh my days he was so beautiful.

“I was rushing so much I didn’t grab my phone,” he passed me a piece of paper with the shop logo and address, and a pen to write my number down. I finished the note with a little black heart and gave it back to him, his face visibly more relaxed now. 

“And just so you know, you owe me a new pair of underwear,” I said in a lower tone, “don’t think I forgot.”

“I don’t think I can forget anything from that night,” he picked up my hand and played with his hair tie that was still on my wrist. I blushed and started to take it off to give it back to him, but he pushed it back on.

“Keep it. I took something of yours as well,” he lowered his head to my cheek and placed a gentle kiss. I tried to mentally remember if I noticed anything missing yesterday, but to no avail. I looked at him with a question, but he just grinned back at me.

“You’ll see, I guess you’re gonna have to meet me again to get it back, that is, if I feel generous.” 

With that, he walked back to finish his break, and I was left to locate my friends and report on the situation.

“What a weirdo, what did he take? Probably your underwear or something creepy.” Hana scrunched up her nose in distaste.

“I don’t think so, I’d notice if any were missing because I had to get new ones already. Also, I don’t think he had the time to do that, since if he wasn’t inside of me, he was next to me.”

Mai patted me on the shoulder with pride. “See, I told you it would work out, and you got yourself all worked up about him.”

“I mean, he is pretty, in a girlish kind of way,” Hana said, looking back at the store.

“I need him in my bed again.” I felt my insides twirling, longing to be full of him again.

“Damn, I don’t remember you being this horny with any of your exes.” Mai playfully pushed me forward.

“What can I say, six orgasms in a night can do that to a girl.”

“Rookie numbers,” Hana scoffed, making Mai and me laugh a bit too loud.

~

By the time Mai and I got home and unloaded everything we bought, I’d gotten a message from an unknown number that just said “What’s your favourite colour?”

Yuna, 14:12

?

xxxxxxxxxxx, 14:13

So I know what colour heart to put next to your name in my contacts c;

Yuna, 14:13

Keisuke?

xxxxxxxxxxx, 14:13

Well I hope you don’t have someone else that would ask you these things haha c:

Yuna, 14:14

oh thank the stars, you never know what weirdos there are out there. gotta be careful.

and i’m good with blue or black

Keisuke, 14:14

Got it ;) 

Yuna🖤💙, 14:15

what do you want me to put you as?

I broke out in laughter and Mai came into my room to check what was going on. I just shook my head and showed her the screen. 

Keisuke, 14:15

His Majesty Keisuke, King of My Vagina and Bringer of Infinite Pleasure 

“Kids…” she walked away with a smirk against her will.

Yuna🖤💙, 14:16

i’m leaning towards KeiSUCKe

Keisuke, 14:16

That’s what you’ll be doing later…

Yuna🖤💙, 14:16

later? 

are we doing something i’m not aware of?

Keisuke, 14:17

Can I come over tonight?

Yuna🖤💙, 14:17

any specific plans or just hanging out?

Keisuke, 14:17

Wherever the night takes us c:

Check yes, Yuna, are you with me?

Rain is falling down on the sidewalk

I won’t go until you come outside 

Yuna🖤💙, 14:18

serenading me with We The Kings? a man after my own heart <3

Keisuke, 14:18

Is that a yes?

Yuna🖤💙, 14:19

when can i expect you here?

Keisuke, 14:19

SHE SAID YES!!

Uhhh I mean, I’ll be there around 8, if that’s okay with you? c:

Yuna🖤💙, 14:20

hahaha of course. are you eating anything beforehand? we’re making pancakes..

Keisuke, 14:20

I’m having dinner with my brother after work, but thank you for asking c: 

I won’t complain if you save me one to try.

I sent him the address just in case he couldn’t remember where the building is and practically skipped out of the room. Mai was in the kitchen, enjoying a cup of tea, and waved me over to join her at our dining table. 

Yuna🖤💙, 14:21

See you then :)

“Based on your red cheeks and the smile that’s not coming off I’m going to guess the first text conversation went well?”

“He’s coming over tonight. At 8. I need to shower. I need to clean my room.”

“Oh good heavens, please tell me you’ll be in your room and not venture out into the bathroom again,” she rolled her eyes.

“We’ll try to behave. Maybe we won’t even have sex tonight, we’ll watch a film, talk for a bit…”

“...feed him your vagina and feast on his dick, yeah, yeah, I get it.”

“Seriously, Mai, this man is making me feel tingly just thinking about seeing him again, but I may actually want something more with him.”

Mai’s expression switched into concern. I knew she wanted what was best for me and to protect me from my own stupid mistakes, but I doubt anyone could have a chance with Keisuke and not jump on it.

“Just don’t obsess over him to the point where you can’t see the real world anymore. That’s all. I get it, he’s hot, but you deserve a 10/10 personality, and not just a 10/10 appearance.”

I kissed her cheek and headed for the bathroom to take a shower and get my shit together.

I changed my outfit for the third time when the doorbell rang. Mai got up from the couch to open and I walked out into the hallway just as Keisuke walked in.

“Hey Kento,” Mai greeted as he simply smirked at her.

“Hello Mina.” His eyes found me and, having taken his shoes off, he joined me in my bedroom.

Just as the door was shutting Mai got her last remark in, “No screaming!”

Keisuke chuckled and turned to me, looking me up and down.

“I didn’t think I’d get to see you again, how are you?” 

After breaking the kiss for a breathing break he lay back onto the pillow he slept on the other night and looked at me with amusement on his face. I got closer to him, unsure of what exactly to do.

I sat him down and joined him on the bed,

“I haven’t been able to get this stupid smile off my face ever since I walked out of your shop.” He caressed my cheek and I felt myself leaning into his touch when he pulled me closer to him and kissed me, taking my breath away.

“Did you want to put a film on?” He offered. To be completely honest, I wanted him naked, suck his soul out, and have him break me in half, but I may have been rushing into things. 

He must have noticed the want in my eyes, because he sat up, closing the distance between us, and held my face before whispering,

“Or maybe we could get this pent-up need out of the way first,” he kissed my lips gently, “and then be at peace for about,” breaking his sentence he bit my bottom lip, “let’s say half an hour before,” this time the kiss was deeper, needier, “enjoying each other a little bit more, hm?” 

He rolled me over onto my back and gripped me tight. His hand snaked through my t-shirt to hold my breast, eliciting a desperate moan right into his mouth. His kisses trailed down to my neck, scraping his protruding canines across my skin, with a deft movement he slid my top over my head, leaving my breasts exposed to his hungry eyes.

“It was almost physically painful, thinking that I wouldn’t see you again, that I wouldn’t get to do this.” I gasped when he took my nipple into my mouth, his tongue swirling over it as his teeth nipped it playfully. My hand immediately went to the back of his head, grabbing a fistful of his hair to ground me. The hand he didn’t use to hold himself up went between my legs, dipping under my underwear an d directly between my lips already needy for his attention.

When I rolled my hips up into his hand to get more friction he lifted his head up, flashing a devilish grin and licking the tips of his canines, making me slippery wet.

“Why did you even bother putting these on? We don’t need to rip another pair, do we?” If I wasn’t already turned on, that would’ve done it. His voice was low with a raspy tone that made me feel feral for him.

“Keisuke please, I need your tongue”, I whined. With a grin he pulled down my panties and tossed them aside, his fingers still stroking lazily along my folds. I felt my breath hitch every time he passed the clit, desperately trying to raise my hips to meet his touch. 

“Patience, gorgeous, we’ll get there. I want to make you a bit needier first.”

Wow, what an asshat.

“Keisuke I’m-ah-I’m begging you, touch me, fuck,” my pleading seemed to work because he immediately dipped his head down and started feasting on my needy pussy. He moaned into my puffy lips, flicking his tongue over and around the clit, making me ascend with pleasure. My hand flew back to his head to grip his hair which dragged out a beautiful moan from his soft lips, now wet with my juices, buried in between my legs. His tongue was desperate, accompanied by his fingers pushing inside of me, curling to rub me just right and make me nearly scream into the dark room.

“Hold me tighter, sweetheart,” he squeezed out in between licks, making my grip tighten and I hoped I didn’t accidentally pull his hair out. Feeling another moan directed into my clit sent me into ecstasy, I could hear my heart thumping and my ears focusing on the sounds of Keisuke lapping up my juices like there was no tomorrow, and with that I came on his skilful tongue,

“K-fuuck Keisuke!” The look on his face was hungry for more, he wiped his face with his own hand and licked the wetness off. 

I reached for my drawer to get a condom, but he stopped my hand, grabbing his phone instead and showing me the screen. It was some kind of document, and when I tried to focus on reading it he explained,

“I got tested on Thursday, got the results yesterday,” he pointed at the bottom of the screen, “Completely clean.”

That made things a bit easier and possibly more exciting. “I’m on the pill and haven’t had sex in over a year. Got tested right after…the last time and I’m also clean.” 

His smile seemed to grow with every word I said so I dropped the condom and went right to taking off his clothes. When he was naked in front of me, his cock glistening with precum in all his glory, I reached to touch his lean body, admiring the pale skin of his stomach, littered with scars. I felt the sudden urge to kiss every single one of them. He gently pushed me back and grabbed one of my hair bobbles from the nightstand, holding it in his teeth to collect all the hair in a ponytail.

That trick is so hot, I needed his teeth all over me . 

He positioned himself in front of my entrance and started teasing his tip over my needy hole and puffy lips.

“You have no idea how much I wanted to feel you on my cock,” he looked down to where we were connected, “to feel your pussy squeeze me and make me weak.”

“What’s the holdup then, Keisuke-fuck- fuck ..ah fuck me already!” He didn’t need another push, he slammed into me, making me cry out, and lowered himself down on top of me to kiss me deeply before pulling almost all the way out and pushing in again. 

I was losing myself in him, his slow pants and moans directly into my ear were making it damn difficult to slow down the wave of pleasure that was swallowing me. My nails were leaving marks on his back, only encouraging him to go faster and harder. When I couldn’t hold it in anymore, I bit his lip and came with the most desperate moan. 

Keisuke lifted me up and switched positions, sitting up against the headboard and me sitting on his cock. Then I began bouncing myself on him and rolling my hips, his hands firmly on my hips helping me keep pace. I threw my head back and let out a groan while he attacked my collarbone with his teeth. 

Still keeping a steady pace, he licked up to my ear,

“You feel so good wrapped around my cock, taking it whole. Such a good girl so full of me. You’re all mine , all mine , just mine to- fuck -to please.” I quickly brought my head back to look at his face. The hunger in his eyes, his forehead sweating and loose strands of hair sticking to him. He looked feral, just like he had said I made him feel, with his distinguished canines. I took it all in.

“All yours?” I managed to squeeze out, holding onto his shoulders for balance.

“All mine. I’m not letting you go fuuck I need you. I need to hear you cum for me again. Say you’re mine.”

Through pants I whined, “I’m yours! I’m- fuck- I’m all yours! Take me how you want me Keisuke! Ah fuck I’m cumming all yours!”  

That made him trap my lips in his, swallowing my cry and fucking me through another orgasm. Slowing down slightly to give me some rest he swapped us back to the previous position, this time not leaning over me, but looking down at my naked form, still fucking into me.

“You look so good like this, a hot mess all because of me. Tell me you’re mine.”

I started slurring my words, “‘m all yours, Keisuke. I’m yours. Fuck keep going please…”

My pleasure began to build again, this time threatening to take me fast, almost crossing into overstimulation. My walls began tightening around his cock and his hip movements started getting irregular - he was getting close to finishing.

“Where do you want me to cum, sweetheart?” I couldn’t form my words properly anymore, I was so drunk on his cock hitting my cervix with each slam into me.

“ Ah inside please please Keisuke come inside me fuck,” that was the last straw for him, with a final grunt and thrust, he spilt inside of me. Just as I felt his warm sperm coat my insides, I came again, this time unable to take any more friction. He slowly pulled out and lowered himself to take a closer look at my leaking pussy. He smiled at me,

“You look so good with my cum spilling out of you.” With that, he licked my entrance, making me twitch with sensitivity, and hovered over me, kissing me with his sperm still on his tongue, making me taste the  mix of both, his cum and mine.

I couldn’t find the strength to reach for wet wipes to clean myself up, but he was already on it as soon as I pointed in their general direction. He cleaned me up, gently trying not to overstimulate me again, and tossed the wipes in the bin. I closed my eyes, completely exhausted, when I felt him climb into bed next to me and gently pull me closer to him. He kissed my sweaty forehead and I could hear him softly whisper, “You’re mine .”

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[kelcemenow]

Touchdown - Chapter 4.

Pairing Travis Kelce x Reader

Words 1083

Warnings No real warnings here. But I fell in love with him even more when writing this chapter. Just imagine those eyes on you.

CHAPTER 3.

CHAPTER 4.

As you typed the final few words of your latest post, your eyes fell onto the photo that was at the bottom of the screen. Travis was celebrating in the endzone, his face animated through his helmet, fists clenched down by his side. You caught yourself gazing at his eyes, bright and wide. Just as you were about to send the post, an internal email alert flashed up in the bottom corner. ‘London Games’. You looked back to your post and sent it out to the social media accounts. Before you could look back to the alert, Hannah rushed to your side. 

“So, are you up for it?” 

You stared up at her, your eyes blank. 

Hannah’s wide eyes changed instantly to confusion, “You haven’t read it have you?” 

“Read what?” 

Hannah grumbled some incoherent words and she grabbed the mouse of your computer and opened the email. Your eyes scanned across the many wordy paragraphs before you spied your own name, next to Hannah’s, hiding in amongst a long list of others. 

You pointed to the screen, “Why are we-?” 

“We’re going to Wembley! They want us to go to the London Games and report for the social medias!” 

You felt a small burst of excitement mixed with apprehension, “What? Really?” You turned to Hannah with a guilty expression, “I don’t think I’m ready for anything like that. I’m still very new to all of this.” You waved an arm, gesturing towards the room. 

Hannah’s mouth twisted, “Don’t be silly! I’ll be with you; I can do most of the talking if you want?” 

You paused. 

“It’s a weekend in a hotel, taking photos and whatnot. Simple!” 

If only to shut Hannah up, you nodded your head. She turned on her heels, satisfied that she had convinced you, and bounced back to her desk. Your eyes flickered back over the email and you searched for the playing teams, so you could prepare some information. 

‘Seattle Seahawks & Kansas City Chiefs’ 

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“Well, this is exciting!” Jess’s eyes were wide and animated, putting her book face down and shuffling across the bed to make more space for you.    

You continued leaning on her doorframe, “I know. I’ve been hating sitting at that desk so often. I won’t actually be doing any reporting, so to speak, but at least I’ll get out of the office.”    

Jess patted the space on the bed next to her, “What are you going to wear?”    

“That’s hardly important.”     

“Y/N, are you joking?” Jess leaned back in horror, “You might end up on the telly!”    

You snort a laugh, “Yeah sure, the new girl who doesn’t know the first thing about American Football is front and centre on ITV.”    

Jess shrugged her shoulders, “…in the background, maybe?”    

You slowly walked over to the bed and fell down backwards onto it. As you stared up to the ceiling, Jess' face appeared into your view, “Wanna watch a movie and fall asleep?” 

You smiled gently, “You read my mind.”     

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Wembley Stadium is huge. And you could only fully experience it's sheer size once you were in the centre of the pitch. As your head was starting to become dizzy from looking around at the thousands of empty seats, a few colleagues were making their way towards you.

“Y/N, we’re going to head to our viewing box now.” Richard, one of the stations managers gave you a wave, “I think Hannah was going to go out to the entrance to take some photos for the social media pages, you wanna go with her?”    

“Yeah sure, thanks.” 

Richard was a heavy-set man, with a very closely shaved head. He always wore dark jeans and a black polo shirt. With him was Pete, a tall, thin man with rounded glasses who always seemed to be on his phone. There was a woman with them who you had seen only a handful of times around the office. She was very beautiful with long, straight blonde hair and a slightly sour facial expression. Richard nodded and smiled warmly before turning away with the rest.

Taking one last look around and a deep breath, you started heading to where you assumed the entrance was. Each corridor looked vast and empty, it was early in the morning and the spectators weren’t permitted into the stadium yet. There was a press office that you had seen earlier to collect your pass but aside from that, you were exploring the building blindly. Your head turned quickly whilst you searched for the door but all you could see were bars and toilets. Slightly ahead of you on the left was a set of large blue double doors with a shiny plaque across each of them.

‘No Spectator Access’.  

You paused for a second.  

You weren’t exactly a spectator in the literal sense. The door pushed open easily with a quiet squeak. The corridor ahead of you was narrow, a stark difference from the wide spaces on the other side of the door. You meandered your way through the blank walls and endless doors hearing muffled noises behind each one on your way.  

Suddenly, there was a deep laughter from behind you as one of the doors opened quickly. Half a dozen large men spilled from the room, all chatting loudly between themselves. You pressed your back against the cold wall so they could move past you when one of the men caught your eye. He was tall and broad, with short buzzed dark hair and a hint of a beard that had been recently trimmed. His light eyes almost twinkled as he laughed and his smile was wide that it made his eyes crease to almost nothing.  

It was Travis Kelce.  

As he moved passed you, his eyes locked with yours and you could feel your heart stop for a second. A short breath escaped your dry lips as they moved into a half smile. Travis glanced towards his companions quickly before turning back to you. He winked, cheekily. Your tongue darted out of your open mouth to moisten your lips and you could swear his stare moved down. Your chest seemed to be rising and falling slowly and your knees slightly weakened. Feeling for the painted brick wall behind you to ensure you didn’t lose your balance, he almost looked as if he was about to say something before his head whipped back around and he disappeared around a corner, leaving only the sound of laughter and excited chatter.    

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[mickimomo]

Time Machine - Attuma x Okoye

I figured I'd write out my headcanon since you peeps liked it so much. 🤣

Enjoy

Today was the day. W'Kabi was finally being released from exile out of the kindness of council's heart.

M'Baku was apprehensive, but figured the man would be too powerless to cause any issues for the time being.

The last thing he expected to see, however, was a tipsy W'Kabi singing at the top of his lungs at 4 in the morning.

"Glory to Hanuman." He huffed as he approached the small crowd of people standing around Okoye and Attuma's home that sat on the edge of the Border Tribe. "What is he doing?" He groaned as he watched W'Kabi sing slightly off-key.

"One! I wish I never fell in love!" He shouted before holding up two fingers. "Two, I wish I never fell for you!" He dropped to his knees. "Oh, three! If I just had one more wish, I'd go back and do it all over again. If I had a time machine-"

Aneka chuckled as she watched W'Kabi spin around like he was Usher before he began to do a drunk moonwalk as he bellowed the chorus of the song. "I heard that someone told him Okoye had gotten married."

"I hope he does not think he has a chance." M'Baku groaned.

"I think the liquor gave him courage."

"If he continues, the bald headed demon will release her shark."

Aneka shrugged. "I'm hoping I get to see that."

He arched a brow. "Are you recording?"

"I am."

The regent king watched Okoye open her window while dawning a robe. "W'Kabi. Go home!"

"You are my home!"

"We're divorced! Move on!"

"How could you move on!?" He sobbed. "We had something special!"

"You did not care when you betrayed Wakanda!"

"I betrayed Wakanda for you!" He snapped. "For us!"

"We are not doing this again!" She snapped. "I'm giving you five seconds to leave or I will come through this window and end you with my spear!"

"Okoye please!"

"FIVE."

M'Baku blinked before grabbing an abandoned chair to sit on. "Count me in."

"FOUR."

Aneka snickered as she watched him yank a carrot out of his pocket to munch on before offering a banana.

"Thanks." She hummed before she began to eat.

"THREE."

"What's going on!?" Ayo frowned as she approached with a few members of the Dora Milaje.

"W'Kabi is about to get his ass beat." Aneka answered her wife as she took a bite of her banana. "Want a bite?"

"No."

"TWO."

"Why are you two just sitting here eating and watching?" She frowned.

"I wanna see Attuma beat his ass." Aneka shrugged.

"And I'm not getting punched again." M'Baku huffed.

Ayo shook her head. "The council is going to lose their minds."

"Not when they see the footage." Aneka snickered. "You should have been here earlier. He was singing Micheal Jackson and Mariah Carey."

"On key?"

"No."

"ONE."

They all turned to see Okoye try to climb out the window before she was yanked back in by a pair of blue arms.

Everyone was silent as the window remained empty for a moment.

W'Kabi watched Attuma jump out the window, dawning nothing more than his loincloth and rebreathers as he moved forward with hellfire in his dark brown eyes.

The shorter man stepped back as Attuma began shouting in his native tongue.

"You're the other man!?!" W'Kabi stared in disbelief. "I can take you!"

Ayo closed her eyes as the shorter man ran forward and threw a series of punches into talokanil's chest.

Attuma looked at his chest, completely unfazed, before he chuckled.

"I bet it'll only take one punch." Aneka offered.

M'Baku took another bite of his carrot. "I think Attuma will be nice and let him endure a few more. He seems like the type who likes to play with his enemies before killing them."

"You two are awful." Ayo sighed before accepting a bite of banana.

Attuma swung, and W'Kabi took it like a champ as he crumbled to the floor.

It was like watching a tree fall to an axe.

Slow and cumbersome.

"Damn." Aneka wrinkled her nose as they watched W'Kabi struggle to get back up. "I can't believe you were right."

"The man got his ass kicked a lot in exile. He can take a few hits."

"You knew that before making the bet."

"I did."

"Cheater."

"It's called research."

"No. It's called cheating."

They watched W'Kabi grab Attuma's leg to support himself as he tried to get back up.

"Glory to Hanuman. Have some shame-" M'Baku shook his head before feigning a wince as the warrior kneed the dazed man in the face.

"I'm stepping in." Ayo grumbled.

"No. He's still fighting." He gestured to the sobbing man. "Let him get up. Let him get up."

"My king. If he is killed, it will be a breach in the treaty."

"Attuma knows his strength." He waved off her concern. "He'll be fine."

"I..... I-" W'Kabi slurred as blood spilled from his nose. "I wiiiiiiiiiill win baaaaack my wiiiiiife."

Attuma yanked him up by the back of her shirt and stared.

"You say, your wife. When she is mine." Attuma furrowed his eyebrows. "Do not insult the mother of my child."

"CHILD!?!" W'Kabi panicked. "O-Okoye is pregnant!?!"

"Yes. If she were not, I would have considered letting her beat you herself." He narrowed his eyes. "But maybe I would have handled you still, even if she wasn't. Just so you would know that you will never have a chance."

"NO! OKOYE!" He tried to look past the warrior as tears blurred his eyes. "OKOYE!"

Everyone gasped before they began to whisper.

"Oh-"

"Girl-"

"He's bout to be sick."

"I'm telling you. He's gonna be sobbing and fasting for days."

"He is living out a nightmare I tell you."

"Damn."

"OKOOOOYEEEEEEE! PLEAAAASEEE!"

Aneka smacked M’Baku's shoulder as she tried to contain her laughter.

"I was not prepared-" Ayo covered her mouth.

"Is he crying again?" M'Baku cackled.

"Yes." Aneka laughed.

W'Kabi continued to shout. "OKOYE! TELL ME HE'S LYING!" He squirmed. "OKOYE!"

"Do not call for her. She will not answer you." Attuma tightened his hold on him. "You have come here and disturbed her rest and now you wish to stress her further." He frowned. "If you are a problem to Okoye, you are a problem to me. I will not let my wife endure anything." He growled. "Something you failed to do."

W'Kabi was shaking in the man's hold.

"So, let me make myself clear." He narrowed his eyes. "If I learn that you are bothering Okoye ever again, I will serenade you until you fall into the sea and have my sharks rip you apart." His eyes were darker than the ocean's abyss. "I say this in english... to be clear. I can also say it in Xhosa to be clearer." He grabbed the man's face roughly with his other hand. "Do you understand?"

He spat in Attuma's face before shouting. "OKO-"

Attuma cracked his head into the other man's and tossed his body before turning around with a grunt of disgust.

"And see- he did better than me." Aneka shook her head as she ended the recording. "Because I would have stomped his head in after he spat in my face."

"I think he remembered the treaty." M'Baku offered. "I wouldn't have stopped him if he chose to. I think he was being pretty nice until he spat."

"Alright. This is done." Ayo smacked their shoulders before moving in to grab W'Kabi's limp body.

"That was an uneventful fight." M'Baku sighed. "But it was still good."

"What? You expected him to fight back?" Aneka laughed. "The man was drunk. A baby could wield a spear better than a drunk man."

"I was hoping it would give him a power up. Like uh.... super strength."

"He's not that type of drunk."

"I can see that." M'Baku got up. "Send me a copy of that video. I must show it to my people in the Jabari Lands."

"You got it."

Bloopers:

Okoye sleeping peacefully while her man handles business:

Everyone watching W'Kabi lose:

In another AU, Oni and Attuma jumping W'Kabi:

[xmorguekittyx]

Ever Unlocked

Part 10: Devil’s Fruit

Part 9: Date Nights, Pizza and Cheap Beer

pairing: Officer!Leon Kennedy × Coroner's Assistant!Reader

warnings: smut, (please i’m willing to take constructive criticism! i want to learn to write smut better this is my first attempt), tears, dirty talk, choking, gagging, basically all smut this part but the next part will be dark and disturbing.

additional: i just started a new job and updates may be a tiny bit slower, maybe 2/3 maybe even 4 days apart (gonna try to stick to 3 at the maximum) but I AM NOT stopping updating. I am dedicated to this book and the next. I am also trying to educate myself more on better writing techniques, i am very dedicated to writing and furthering my style of writing to make it better for you all to read. NOT proof read! Thank you to all of those who stick around and read, i’m forever thankful <3

Sin. His lips felt like pure sin, eternal damnation behind those pouty, puffy, kiss swollen lips. "More- fuck-!", her lips were agape as she leaned her head back onto his soft pillows, they were flat and folded over. Her head pushing back into them as she tightened her legs around his head. The room was heavy with pants and the sound of squelching as Leon's tongue dipped between her folds once more. His large hands dimpling her soft, doughy flesh. Her thighs falling victim to the ache that his grip dug deep into them, leaving marks of purples and blues. She didn't care, as long as he was making her feel this good. His tongue lapped up her slick, it marred his face. He drank like a desert wanderer finally finding an oasis. She was his oasis. His face pulled back, his eyes going to hers as he looked up her body, her breasts freed from her bra as he reached up, taking one in his hands, massaging the supple flesh. "'so much of you to explore.", he looked like a kid in a candy store. "Wanna touch all of you.", he whispered, blowing his breath onto her aching clit. "Leon~", she whined, her hips wiggling as the absence of him made her mind fog up. She needed him, more of him. "Getting distracted.", she had the most pitiful tone, her head rolling from one side to another, her hand tightening in his hair, the tug at his scalp and an annoyed groan caused the man to smile. "You 'so pretty, i just wanted to take a minute to admire.", he chuckled, "admire while you're working.", she pouted, her upper body raising as she leaned on her elbows. "You make such a mess when you eat.", she giggled, her hand brushing at the hair she had bunched up in her fist, his chin and cheeks were shining in the lightening.  He collected the slick that collected at the edge of his lips on his finger, her cum pebbled onto his finger pad as he placed his finger between her lips.

    She moaned, her eyes closing as she sucked at his thumb, his breath caught, her plump lips looked so pretty. "I was just playing, Lee. I think it's cute you're so messy... bet you were so excited to taste. Couldn't even eat like a gentleman, you're just making a mess all over the bed and yourself, you should be more care-", her voice wheezed out. He wrapped his opposite hand around her throat, "You shouldn't complain so much for someone who came on my tongue twice. Could've left your whiny ass all aching and empty.", he wouldn't have, he wanted her to want him. "Could've let you finger fuck yourself while i sat back and watched.", he pushed his fingers farther back into her mouth, nearly reaching her throat and gagging her. He wanted her to be quiet. "Watched your dirty little cunt suck in your little fingers, bet you can't even stretch yourself out.", his breath fanned her face, brushing her heated flesh as he spoke. "Gonna need you all puffy and worked out to fit in there...", he nearly growled, his hand falling from her lips, he'd used his fingers to work into her soaked cunt. He let out a whine as he felt her walls flutter against his fingers, adding in another as she moaned against his hold, it was loud as he hadn't pressed down onto her throat yet, he just loosely held her. "Shut up.", he whispered, "i have neighbors. You're so fucking loud.", he growled, his eyes closing as he listened to the wet noise that filled the room. Her breath and his mingling as he pumped his fingers, curling them as she closed her thighs over his hand.

"'s too much-", she was barely audible, her legs fighting to stay closed. "Please-", she had tears falling from the corner of her eyes. "Leon-", her body felt like it was on fire, his thumb rubbing circles on her puffy clit. Her hands pressed against his chest, she pushed against him, her legs shaking as she sucked in breaths. "Shh...", his hand moved to cup the back of her head, his body next to hers as he shifted to where he could tilt her head up. "One more. Give me one more and i'll stop.", he whispered, his lips brushing the shell of her ear. "Come on, bunny girl. One more.", his voice felt like the voice of reason. The voice that could control her mind as she felt the building pressure, her lips quivering as tears flooded her cheeks. "I can't- i can't-", she gasped, his hand tilted her neck, lifting her head up so he could get a better look at her. "Yes, you can.", Leon was determined to be the one, the one that could get her off.

   Leon was no sex god, he was fucking awful. He still had a problem of cumming, oh so, quickly. He was so pussy drunk, he loved being sucked into a warm pussy. He hadn't had many sexual encounters but he had slept with his ex a few times, also ejaculating so early and she would be annoyed with him. He'd grown to enjoy overstimulating, he knew that at least, he'd get her there fingers or not.

  She cried out, her back arching, head pressing further into his hand as she released, her cum coaxing his fingers as he continued to hit that soft, spongy area, fingers jack hammering in a constant tempo. "Atta girl. I knew you could do it.", he smirked, pressing a kiss onto her tear coated cheek. "You did so good, bunny.", he leaned up, his chest over hers as he placed his body over her in a cage, trapping her to the bed. Her sniffles and whimpers turned him on like nothing else ever had before, his cock was so painfully erect, the tip pressed against his stomach as he looked down upon her pink cheeks. "Good bunnies deserve a treat... Do you want a treat, bunny?", he asked her softly, his eyes connected to hers, those baby blues so soft and sweet despite the authorial tone he used on her.

   "Please-", she nodded, her legs wrapping around his waist as she pressed her hands against his back, feeling his muscles tense under her fingers. "Please, Lee...", she was so so desperate for the moment he and her, became one. Ever since that look they shared on the couch, the one that led to them nearly crashing in the storm. The one that lead to him pulling her into his apartment and quickly stripping her of her clothes, she didn't even get a chance to look around his apartment. His lips barely left hers until he was backing her into his room and onto his bed. "Please, what?", he wanted to hear her ask for it, beg for it and he wasn't going to back down until she was near breaking. He couldn't look away, her flushed face, tear tracked cheeks and red eyes, her hair fanned out behind her head. She whined, throwing her head back to press into his bedding. "No-", he grabbed at her chin, "none of that. You're a smart girl, ask me for what you want.", god, he wanted her to ask, but he could feel his resolve cracking. He just needed his cock in her, to feel those walls squeeze down on him. "Please, fuck me.", she whispered her hand going between them, her fingers brushing over the precum soaked tip. "So hard~", she groaned, "so big... please, Lee. Need you in me.", she cried softly. "Wanna feel you-", his hand fell on her mouth, he was gonna cum just by hearing her fucking words. He was pathetic, he was so weak for her. "Shut up- dirty ass words- gonna make me cum and i haven't even put it in.", he was such a loser.

  Leon's thumb pressed right under the the tip of his dick, he pressed into her folds. He rut into her slowly, her cum lubricating his cock as he felt his muscles tense and release. "Feels so good, bunny.", he sighed, he needed a second, a second away from her words, away from the moment. He breathed deeply before he started i push into her, his tip sucked into her dripping hole. He sucked a breath between his teeth, hissing at the feeling of her walls fluttering around just a small part of him. "Bunny~", he could've came then and there, her whine of pleasure as she pressed her heels into his back. "Lee, more-", she whispered, his hips slowly sunk down, pushing his length through her pulsating canal, a moan of pain and pleasure ripped from her lips as his pubic bone pressed into hers, she dug her nails into his back, her tears falling once more as she felt him hooked into her. "God- 's tight, you're gonna kill me.", he gasped, pulling his hips back until just the tip remained inside as he pushed into her again, hearing the hiss of pain from her lips. "Sorry-", Leon cradled her head to his shoulder, "it's not...", he looked down at the crown of her head. "No, no... it's just... been a while.", she admitted with a defeated tone, her eyes closing as he moved slowly, pulling in and out as his tip kissed her cervix. She gave small, tiny grunts of pain as he bottomed out. "Shh... it'll feel better in a moment, sweet girl.", he cooed to her softly as he felt her tears slid down his shoulder. He placed his hand under her lower back, tilting her so his tip kissed that spongey part, her groans turned into soft gasps as he moved quicker, hitting her g-spot as she cried out.

   "Gonna cum- soon-", his tone was tense, his hips slowly starting to stutter as he pounded into her, the bed shifting in sync with his thrusts. "Oh, God- Bunny...", he moaned, his head falling forwards and his forehead resting on her collarbone. "Shit-", he hissed, his cock twitching. "Cum... want your cum in me.", she whispered in his ear, her tears drying as she tightened her hold on him. "Please, Leon, need you to pump me full.", she didn't want kids, she was on birth control, she had the IUD, she'd gotten it only months ago as she had wanted to perhaps eventually get lucky with the Rookie, and here she was... the Rookie, moaning and thrusting into her. His hips faltering as he whimpered, his balls clenching and dick twitching as he shot thick, sticky ropes into her, he slowly rode out his high, his fingers digging so hard into her hipbone she was surprised he hadn't bruised her already. His pants were music to her ears, he dropped his weight onto her, causing her to whine as the air was knocked from her.

  "Shit- sorry...", he looked up at her, those azure eyes something she'd never tire of. Her fingers entangled in his hair as his cheek rested on her chest. She could feel his cock softening in her, she didn't mind this. She didn't think she'd ever mind this. If the future her and the Rookie could potentially have was this nice... she didn't see why she'd need anything else. This was perfect.

  Nearly perfect. This was nearly perfect. Leon had thought about what could've happened, had that old bitch said anything more about him to his lover. His eyes stayed on her face, he was memorizing every single blemish, every single spot and divot. He knew he had to have her forever, here she was in his bed, under him. He'd have to make this permanent. He couldn't afford small things like a nosey neighbor or a broken mug ruin his chances at that perfect life he'd planned for himself. He found himself diving into the what ifs as her fingers played with his hair. He wanted this forever, this was the future he was going to have. He was going to have it, neighbors and glassware, be ware. He'd do whatever it took to keep his perfect innocent bunny trapped with him. He was ready...

[rustys-lodge]

Summary : Elvis takes you in for a day...or two...Sue lin kind of thing...

Pairings : Platonic Elvis x reader.

Warnings : none i guess ????

A/N : repeat after me ▪︎▪︎ Rusty we forgive you for the quality of this gif because its a movie from 1960 and it's alright ▪︎▪︎ thank you. Anyways, don't know what this is, to be honest, i just wanted to write something Elvis before my spark for him goes away. Also let's all forget the fact that i wrote smut about him too lol.

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Sitting against the cracked wall outside the fair, your eyes traveled across the empty street around you...You weren't so young...You shouldn't be feeling scared..But...But your daddy warned you about the men outside the farm, their behaviour and their....what's the word ? Lust ?

A whimper snapped you out of your thoughts and you looked down at the little creature tilting it's head at you. "At least you're here." You gurgled, your hand landing on the dog's head.

"What are you doin out here all on ya' own, little girl ?"

Your heart skipped a beat.

You lifted your head up and bat your eyes at the man towering over you, scoffing. He didn't look so...lustful. But you had to be careful anyways-

" i ain't a little girl." You roared. " And i ain't alone." Your eyes darted down to the whining dog beside you.

The suited up man let out a little giggle..."Well, i'm sorry, sweetheart. I just don't think this is the right place for you." He paused for a second, hesitating. "Are you...waitin' on somebody ?."

A sigh escaped your throat. You were...indeed,waiting for somebody. Your uncle, to be more precise. He said he'll come pick you up at 8....it's almost midnight.

"I am." The words came out louder than you wanted them to be. "My uncle."

"What kind of uncle leaves a little thing like you outside at such a late hour."

You growled. A little thing like me...?

"It ain't none o' ya business, mister. Now i'd like to be left alone, if you mind." You waved him off. But he didn't budge.

"Ain't you a little bratty ?" He commented, causing triumph to travel down your whole body. "How can a little girl like you be so bratty ?"

The man didn't seem too bothered by your behaviour. "It don't seem like it's workin..." you huffed, earning yourself a second chuckle from him.

"Well am i gonna have to break my legs and sit down beside you or do you wanna go to a diner and wait for your uncle there ?"

It really wasn't working at all. And...Your uncle didn't seem like he was coming, either.

Your eyes traveled around the man's features. His slicked back hair, his freshly shaved face, the suit hugging his chest. He didn't seem like the dangerous kind. And frankly, you weren't feeling so safe with your new pet friend either.

Maybe it's best to have him around ?

But your momma taught you better than this.

"Well..."

Your momma did teach you better than this....But she didn't teach you what to do in such cases. You need help...

"The sidewalk's pretty dirty..." A small chuckle shyly left your lips and the man thereupon brought his arm out, offering you his hand.

"Then come with me. We'll go to a coffee shop around town. Just to make sure nothin' bad happens to ya."

You hesitated for a second, before smacking your hand into the man's.

"Can i at least get your name, little girl ?"Your new friend bent down, meeting your eyes. "Mine's Elvis. Elvis presley"

You smiled. "Mine's Y/N. And i ain't a little girl."

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PART 2

Sorry to whoever read the first version, at last i decided Elvis would be better. I wanna write a part 2 and 3 and 4 ❤️ i love the combo so much. If yall got any requests, go for it !!🖤🖤🖤⚘️⚘️⚘️

[zombiedumbie]

Idk, but this is living free on my head and i just thought about it. I don't know if this request or not. Or maybe HC. But, Law as Howl from Howl moving castle. Like, maybe he got his surgeon power from magic or something, and decide to take his heart out because it's have heavy burden? Maybe he doesn't wanna feel anything and already hurt himself too bad since Corazon died. And he grew up as handsome man but also cold.

Idk, you can continue the headcanon XD

I love this movie with all my heart!! And this HC made me rewatch this movie, thank you so much. I'm not so good with HCs, this one turned out quite long, but I think I expressed my ideas well. ugh i really want to write more about it later

Law would definitely have a feud with Doflamingo (who is a very powerful and sadistic wizard) precisely because of Rosinante, maybe Doflamingo is even the cause of a war. Rumors of the Surgeon of the Death would spread throughout the country, people would say, "Law will take you to his castle and steal your heart!" and I imagine Law's castle to be an earthly version of the Polar Tang, yellow and full of gadgets on the outside, but empty and dusty on the inside.

I was thinking of Law living alone, but I'm really tempted by the idea of Bepo, Shachi, and Penguin playing the role of Markl and being Law's assistants (or maybe just Bepo? but I imagine Law saving all 3 somewhat as he did in his Light Novel).

Unlike Howl, Law doesn't make a deal with a demon; he just used his powers to remove his heart in exchange for not feeling the pain of losing Rosinante anymore. However, since he could easily die if his heart were attacked, he keeps it constantly moving in his castle, which uses his heart to move.

Since wizards without their own hearts slowly become monsters, Law thought he could use this to get stronger and fight Doflamingo, without thinking much about how he would slowly lose his humanity and never return to who he was since his feelings had practically been torn away with his own heart.

Until he meets you. I would change Law's powers a bit just to recreate that iconic scene when they walk in the air (and he's a wizard!! His powers are not limited to surgeries, but definitely focused). He would be running away from Doflamingo's magical henchmen and find you being harassed by soldiers. He definitely only helps you thinking he can use you to escape (we're talking about a man without a heart here!), but it doesn't work out so well, and he uses magic to escape with you walking in the air (he still has a bit of a sense of justice)

"Don't be dramatic", if you're scared. "Just look ahead and walk as if you're on the ground, or I'll drop you", this shouldn't be a threat; he just didn't have enough energy to carry both of you in the air, but his tone of voice certainly sounded rude.

He suspects when he finds you again in his castle, scared for being attacked by Doflamingo (that damn guy thought you were challenging him, you know, sadistic stuff), but only believes you when he sees the paper in your pocket, with that cheeky and cut grin, but he's still suspicious.

He denies your request for help, you try to negotiate and say you'll help with the cleaning, but he denies that too. Then you just sigh and say that with this curse, you can't go back to your normal life.

Tired, Law just accepts that you can stay if you really keep your promise to help with the cleaning.

You end up making friends with his assistants, who are more than happy to have someone to help clean, as the 4 of them were not at all organized, and the place is a complete mess.

Law cries when he realizes you cleaned the small room that hid his heart and even removed the thick layer of dust covering the blue film that protected it; the place became brighter and easier to enter without all that dirt. He doesn't even understand why he's crying; everyone gets confused and worried when he starts melting into a puddle of yellow goo, but you just ask them to fill the bathtub with hot water.

After that, Law becomes a bit more present during meals, and even talks more with you. The change in his mood, always so down, is obvious, but you prefer not to comment on anything to avoid making him uncomfortable.

Slowly, he began to feel more comfortable with the idea of having feelings when joy filled his castle, but still too scared to take back his heart.

The turning point comes when Law realizes that it's becoming increasingly difficult to return to his human form, and at some point in the next few days, he probably won't be able to return anymore. The fear of feeling that weight on his chest again is too much, but Law still wants to be human; he wants… to love.

He would probably postpone as much as possible to put his heart back in his chest, thinking that he would be too weak to fight Doflamingo this way. He still wants to protect you all; that's why he doesn't want to tell you what's happening to avoid worrying you.

This selfish little shitty brat would only get his heart back at a very critical moment (probably when he's near death lol) and when he realizes that he doesn't have to fight alone to protect everyone, especially when Bepo, Shachi, and Penguin are his wizard apprentices, and when he also realizes that you wouldn't be happy to see him die for you when he could save himself and save his own humanity.

[little-miss-dilf-lover]

Sorry sorry but I can't help myself, the power this man holds I swear. I feel like aaron and brian just fit them so right??

Sorry for the angst, I actually wanted to save it for when you're requests are open but I thought it's too sad and you might not want to write it. Is it ok if I extend it a little and send it a few days later? (Apologies if it's too much but you've just awoken something in me that I didn't know I had)

But I'm so in love wirh the idea that you'd be that one unfathomably cool trio that is just so reckless and chaotic. We'd be the brain of the group (if that makes sense) and the only one who thinks before we act. Feel like we would be able to handle ourself in small fights, so he sometimes just stands there, awe struck, watching you like, yep, that's my girl. But god forbid someone manages to lay a finger on you, he'll see red. He WILL choke the man to death, no questions asked.

In the novel it is mentioned that he likes to read while on missions (when he has the time that is) so I can just imagine him grabbing two books for both of you as you sit and read like the classy couple that you two are. ("Killed 12 people and y'all are over here reading." lem, probably)

This is so self indulgent so I apologize but if you're first language isn't english, he WILL learn a few things just for you. He adores the surprised look on your face, followed by that pretty smile and laugh of yours.

In an interview with aaron and brian, aaron looked confused at the word "simp" and I can just picture that with tan and lem. He doesn't spend that much time on the internet so when lem hits him with the "You're whipped." or "Man's got it down bad." he'd look so confused.

Ok but imagine you trim his moustache, omg, he'll have you sit on his lap, his hands gently placed on your waist, you'd be too focused to notice the soft look in his eyes. "Darlin' stop smiling, I'll mess up." he mutter a sorry but the smile still remains present on his face.

Rewatched the movie, love the way this man looks in his full suit. Gotta ask, what's your fav scene of him? Or maybe your fav line of his? I'm in love with the way he explains the white death's backstory, he looks so good in that scene too. Also like the way he says tickety-boo, it's just so silly. Again, I'm so sorry, I said I'll wait a few days but I just couldn't. Just when I send in the ideas I get new ones, no thoughts, head empty, only tan. If you want I'll write them in my notes and save them for few days later.

💺 anon

hii!

1. not to worry, he still has me in one too. and right?!?

2. don’t worry about it!! was a beautifully sad idea. yes yes!! you’re more than welcome to expand it

3. YES!!! like the brainy/ maybe techy one. I feel like he’d let you have your moment/ revenge/ fighting time etc until it gets too close, like he knows you can handle yourself and don’t need a guy to defend/ protect, but tan wouldn’t risk it. like after a few minutes if you’re still fighting, he’ll come and help (he knows you could’ve done it, but again he didn’t wanna risk you getting killed/ really badly injured) you’re like “I nearly had him” and he’s like “yeah, I know” but he’s grinning and checking you over for cuts/ wounds etc

4. UGHH I LOVE THAT!! very classy, sitting in first class, legs crossed reading the same book😩 that lem moment😭😭perfect

5. omg yes!!! even more cute and perfect if it’s broken and the verbs and tenses are wrong and he says something in different language and you’re like “you said, ‘I am very beautiful’” 😭😭😭 and you’re trying not to laugh or embarrass him

6. AHAHAHA yes!! I feel like lem knows lots of the lingo, and tan is at a loss, “peng? what the fuck is peng” “what the fuck does that mean?” so lem is always educating him on the words. I feel like he sounds old when he asks about it, like “when did people stop saying …” “what’s wrong with saying …”

7. 🫠🫠🫠🫠 that’s all I gotta say about that one, omg!!?! melting and crying at that thought. WANT THAT

8. well… I haven’t watched it in a while, but I have many memorable moments. so I love when he walks off the train and lighting his cig (for obvious reasons) when he’s punching the back train window (again, for obvious reasons) when he and lem are debating the 16/17 kill count. and quotes … “you following me? stop… arsehole” and something along the lines of “story about when gordon met percy and how percy’s bleeding from his fucking eye sockets” “not particularly, no” “some 80s dance off, innit” AAAAHH NEED TO REWATCH IT AGAIN SO BAD

don’t worry about it bby, if and evenever you get ideas, keep them in your notes and then like this time and last send them over. don’t worry about sending in a few days, if you wanna, send them when you want. I said send too many times😭😭 hope you catch my drift

[accidentally-in-fictional-love]

Things I Noticed While Writing Light The Fuse: Part 4, Episode 2

Time for episode 2!

Two weeks ago according to Ethan later on, since he probably didn't waste too much time in Detroit, he's wearing the same outfit after all so he more than likely bailed that night

Ethan really is a sweet pea and I love him but god do I love writing that temper of his, I don't do it often enough yet between all the fun and smut and heartbreak and angst

I went to rewatch this bit for any details he might've filled in but nope, whole page is empty ;w; thanks Reprisal. Also laughing at Ethan literally leaving everything behind apart from this outfit and a single bar of chocolate. I love the detail that Horn makes its way into pretty much every title, it's a reoccurring bit

Again I was so not paying attention to anything when Johnson wasn't on screen that first watch that I completely missed that she gave him this front and center 🙃 what a jackass I am

I need to know what this means. It was never brought up again, not even when they met up. My guess is that it's supposed to be like 'look at this and feel reassured that I'll get you out' but the take that it could also mean 'show this to someone and they'll help you' is also interesting, but it's probably the former since everyone thinks she's dead and I doubt she has any friends left considering they think she started a war oop

He will be getting rid of this eventually and that's a promise

This is unforgiveable. It's also funny to me that both Ethan and Matty cry but Johnson, the man played by David 'He's Workin' Those Eyes' Dastmalchian, doesn't. Do you know how hard it is to write scenes where he's sad but doesn't cry cause he's Johnson? Extremely.

It's been pointed out before but Johnson is just straight up gone and Ethan is in his place lol like at least get him a stand-in if David had to be gone for the far shots

I still cannot believe that Bash made me imagine this. This line is so fuckin wild

Even Matty got worried when Bash started doing his thing he was not ready for a fight here

lmao Gary in his sunglasses trying to look intimidating, imagine Johnson trying that, it's not working for you bud

This one's a double, cause not only does this say that Doris taught Ethan how to come down from his panic attacks (which makes me cry) but it's also the super rare time that any amount of time is mentioned. It was so incredibly difficult to work out my timeline for this show that I had to grab the one single date shown (ep4) and move entirely around that based on what everyone says, when the boys go on a run since it takes 11 days (ep5), and when their outfits change

This isn't a detail or anything I just wanna say I love writing their scenes since it lets me really get into Ethan's head while he's hearing her actively push away everything he's saying. I kinda made him way more self-aware in my fic because of that, but having him be aware but still trusting her enough to rationalize her actions in real-time is a lot more fun to me than blind trust

I love this line so much lmao there's so many lines I passed over because I watched without the subs, like I just thought Bru was eating the ham pie like that because he liked it but nope he gets them 'runny' so he can 😂 I also like the detail how they had Ethan order four, so either one is for Johnson or Matty's having two lol

That's the one thing that lets me down in this show, Johnson keeps disappearing for no reason ;w; he should always be by Matty's side even without me knowing they're dating so let's just imagine he ducked inside to grab more drinks or he's using the bathroom and he'll just be right back, hence the fourth pie 👍

Can everyone please stop hitting Matty 😭

Matty just going 'mm' and then getting back to eating lmao he's so fuckin cute he doesn't even care, there's also no reason for him to be sitting on the table and hunched over his food like a gremlin he's gunna make me kiss him what who said that

Well I reached my limit trying to talk about their last scene so I guess I'll see you tomorrow to wrap up ep2, who would've thought such a short amount of scenes would need two posts? 💛💙

[ulteriorm0tiv3s]

₊˚⊹🍷﹕hangover﹒˚₊

❧ pairing: vampire cookie x reader (masc)

❧ genre: fluff

❧ requested by: anon

❧ summary: vampire spends a little too much time at sparkling’s bar. you start to worry for him since he drinks so much. you end up having to take care of him often.

❧ warnings: mild mentions of addiction, drinking, and alcohol. read with caution!

❧ song: https://youtube.com/watch?v=kRUyRuouppw

❧ notes: help i don’t think i’ve ever written 4 vamp i hope i got his personality right 😭 anyway side note for the anon; i didn’t know if u wanted hcz or a oneshot so i did a oneshot, sorry if thtz not what u wanted !! also sorry itz kinda short n sucky, i got burnt out while writing </3

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ah, another night, another 24 hour challenge at sparkling’s bar. vampire had a bad habit of staying at his buddy’s bar for far too long. he was there so long that even herb and mint choco had left already. “heeey….sparkling buddy…” vampire hicked, slowly picking his head up from the tabletop. sparkling responded with a tired sigh, already knowing what his friend was going to ask for, “yes, vampire?”

“can i get another glass of wiiine….pretty please…” the drunken man gave sparkling the most charming smile that he could muster. “you’ve already had…” sparkling paused to count the emptied glasses scattered across the table. “…6 glasses. no more, vamp, sorry. (Y/N) would probably kick my ass if i gave you any more,” the yellow haired man said, turning back around to continuously clean dirty glasses. vampire groaned, his face melding back onto the tabletop, “he’d be fine with it, y’know he just worries too muchhh…” he didn’t get a response out of sparkling, so he just decided to shut up and listen to the quiet squeaking sound of cloth rubbing onto thin glass.

the man behind the counter piped up again, “he’ll be here soon to get you, by the way.” the thought of leaving the bar made vampire groan once more. “sparklinggg…buddy…..you can convince him to let me stay right? and have more wine……right..” vampire cooed, trying to convince his friend to let him stay. “we’ve been here 5 hours after closing,” sparkling looked at his friend with a disgruntled face. he kinda just wanted to go home rather than babysit vampire all night. that was your job, after all.

and there you were, finally coming to retrieve the drunken man. “i’m so sorry sparkling, i should’ve come sooner,” you frantically huffed out an apology, running up to the bar. “no worries! as long as i finally get to go home,” the bartender cheered, gathering up his things. you turn to vampire, gently grabbing his hand. his skin was pretty warm due to the amount of alcohol he had consumed. “ughhhhh…no…i don’t wanna leave..” he hissed drunkenly. “well too bad. you should’ve left 5 hours ago, dear,” you scolded him as you somehow managed to lift him up. and so you left, but not before giving sparkling a little tip for the inconvenience.

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“you worry too muchhh…” vampire grumbled as you sat him on the couch. he was still pretty intoxicated. “of course i’m worried, dumbass. you have a crippling alcohol addiction and you don’t know how to drink responsibly,” you always tried to convince him he had a problem, but he simply thought you were being dramatic. “no i don’t….” he started with the same false excuse as usual, “and i do drink responsibly, thank you very much….” you loved this man, but you also wanted to feed him garlic at the same time. “you’re the only one that thinks that,” you sigh.

“says who?” vampire stares at you with his deep purple eyes, expecting you to give him a fake response. “me, sparkling, alchemist….” you start listing cookies that personally know him and acknowledge his major problem. “okay…..okay..i get it…” he huffed, rolling up into his thin cloak. “see? you should listen to me more often,” you take on a softer tone as you speak, sitting down next to the swaddled bloodsucker. “won’t do!” his words make you sigh, “of course you won’t. now shut up and sleep at least.” however, unsurprisingly, he was already asleep.

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one minute. you were gone for one minute and maybe a few seconds. you couldn’t be gone long though because the fire alarm started going off. “you were just asleep! how the hell did you almost burn the apartment down?” this had to be some type of world record. fastest time to almost burn down a kitchen and apartment complex. “i just wanted a pb&j…..and you weren’t there to help me so i did it myself!” vampire, for whatever reason, was proud of what he did. “i think i did good! don‘tcha think?” he added, eating whatever sandwich scraps weren’t burnt to a crisp. “you- you almost burnt the building down! you don’t put the peanut butter and jelly in the toaster, just the bread!” you groan in annoyance, taking care of the poor toaster. “key word is almost! i didn’t actually do it, so it’s fine,” the man shrugged nonchalantly, not understanding why you were so worried. “i’m never letting you step foot in the kitchen ever again.”

your night consisted of constantly keeping an eye on vampire, making sure he didn’t do anymore dumb shit. so far he tried to stick a fork in an outlet, tried to put his hand in the garbage disposal (while it was turned on), and the toaster incident from earlier. this is by far the worst he’s acted while intoxicated, you were so surprised the two of you weren’t dead yet. now, he was asleep again. you knew that wouldn’t last long though, he would wake up soon and do something stupid like before.

“i want another sandwich…” and there he is, awake again. “no, not after earlier,” you look over at him. he was still wrapped up in his cloak, just kinda laying there. he looked pretty peaceful for someone who almost put a fork in an outlet hours before. you wished that you could be all cozy like that, but you had to keep watch over him.

“are you still worried about the toaster thing..?” vampire looked up at you, an oddly concerned look in his gaze. “well, duh, obviously. you could’ve killed like 500 people by starting a fire,” looking down at the bloodsucker, a scoff came out of you. “y’know you don’t have to worry so much.. i’m prettyyy much kind of sober now..” he hicked, sitting up a little to lean on you. you didn’t believe he was sober at all, but he was definitely a little less intoxicated. you felt his cape cover over your shoulder slightly, “you should relax with me…” he muttered. “fuck it. i’m tired,” you sigh, leaning up into his cape, further covering yourself. the both of you are able to sleep peacefully without starting anymore *almost* fires.

[chessalein]

WIP whenever because I wanna show I'm still alive

I think I'm not really active right now, but I'm still alive.

I just think that my energy for CP is not really present right now. Its been 4 years of 24/7 hype and I think right now I'm just overfilled with it?

My love for Jackie still exists and I will continue my fanfic because I just have too much fun with it. Right now I'm writing chapter 55.

Here is a little piece of Chapter 55 of "Bringing back the sun"

His big, strong arms that hugged her tightly while she sat on his lap were like a weighted blanked she needed right now and his big member inside of her was the distraction she wished for. Today none of them were in the mood for dirty talk and he knew that she probably wouldn’t want to hear sweet praises about how good she feelt. What she needed today was distraction and he would do his best to make it happen. If she was honest, it surprised her how bad she felt. She pushed multiple people through the death of their friend, son, brother, lover, not ever feeling like falling into a pit. She even did the unthinkable till then and slept with Vincent. But right now, the pain was different. She felt sluggish and unmotivated and just wished for an empty mind. “Val, cumming.” He groaned, making sure he would thrust even deeper while he filled her insides. His heavy breathing as his head rested between her breasts made her feel sorry for her lover. The whole day he tried to take her mind off things, to give her a good time. It did work okay, but never had she reached an orgasm today while he had several. “Damn, doll… You’re hard to please today.” His word seemed like a complain, but his eyes told her that he was sorry that he couldn’t give her the release she was looking for. She gave him a soft smile back before kissing his already dry lips. “The only thing that’s really hard today is your dick. How co- Don’t tell me you took something.” He shrugged with flushed cheeks. “Had to make sure to give you a good time for longer than a round. I know you need it…” The ripperdoc might not be the youngest anymore, but he was always proud that he can last three rounds on a good day. He never liked the thought that he had to take something to help his manhood rise or stay long enough, it was a big gesture of his love that he prepared like that.

And on the side (like... really... I have both open) I write on my "Dragon's Dogma 2" fanfic. I'm not sure yet how much it will follow the original story, but I have a few things I want to change up so it will be slightly different.

This is a warning that there are spoiler in the text below. Like I said, its a bit changed up from the original story but I gave you a warning so you can't give me a bad time. ♥

I would love to keep the fancy way of speaking like they do in the game, but sadly english isn't my first language and I would probably get everything wrong. So I will try to keep it in an elegant formal way that I think could come close, orienting on the speech pattern ingame.

The story has no title yet btw so... Here is the start of the Dragon's Dogma 2 fanfic without a name.

It was as if someone had lightened up a candle in a dark room in the middle of the night. As if she had suddenly come into existence out of thin air. Looking around she found out that a man with a larger build was speaking to her in rude manners. Telling her that she had too much of willpower in her eyes and that he didn’t like it. That there was life in her eyes, the opposite of the one her kind should have who are, taken by his words, are “lifeless like that of a corpse.” By the time he had opened the cell, she wasn’t able to recall what her emotions were this moment or how she should feel. There was no fear, there was no happiness, the only thing that filled her mind was confusion and curiosity of what was going on as she followed close behind the man. On their way, he kept talking, but her attention was captured by the tunnel they went through and wondered how it came that they hollowed out this way just to build a prison at the end of it. Was she a prisoner? What had she done? Neither her hands, nor her feet were restrained, perhaps she wasn’t one. Was she a slave? If yes, how long has she been? A sudden realization hit her while stumbling over the uneven, cold ground with bare feet: She didn’t know her name or any other thing about her past. Where should be memories was only a deep, empty void. Her emotion begun to set in the further they followed their path. A mix of fear and uneasiness, wondering what would happen to her should they come to the other side of it. The bright light of the sun blinded her as she made her first steps into the world she seemed to have forgotten about to live in. The warmth of it was like a spell that filled her body with energy and optimism as it was telling her that everything will be okay. Whatever it was that she had to do, she will take it and try to make the best out of it.

I can't wait to get to the point where she meets Jackie. I'm dying to write this scene.

[broadway-roxy]

heya folks, ro-lal here! been digging thru a couple of my old files and found this ol’ audio diary thing just gathering dust, so i thought i’d shwo it off!

*show

MAN i used to be so angsty about di-stri before the game happened- like yall i was so obsessed but like also so *so* unhappy. think i told jakester love was shit

well actually i told j love was a “brutal shitninja w/ turds 4 nunchucks” but whateva

ne-ways *damn*. i was really going thru it huh. going thru it fr. kinda makes me wanna go back in time and tell ol’ me shes gonna be a-ok one day. 

(sound of whiskey bottle opening, whiskey being poured into a glass and stirred)

(spoken)

hey, so i’ve been thinking i should probably keep up some sort of journal, cause there’s a lotta thoughts up in my head, but *pffffff*, i’m so bad at writing when i’m drunk, and i am so drunk (laughs sadly). but yeah, this is my first message. um, we got di-stri thoughts on the mind, we got di-stri on the mind (laughs). mm, i wish i could let him go

(lyrics)

You try to keep the light but it’s burning low

Try to keep your smile when it starts to go

You know you shouldn’t love him but can’t let him go

Get out of your house but you’re missing home

Talk to all your friends but you’re still alone

You know you shouldn’t love him but can’t let him go

Can’t let him go

(spoken)

it’s like y’all don’t get it, i mean he’s- he’s so kind, even when he’s a dick, he’s so kind. the fuck am i supposed to do about that?

(lyrics)

Staring at the bottom of your glass

Hoping one day you’ll make a dream last

But dreams come slow, and they go so fast

You want to see him every day

You wish you could try to make him stay

But everything you touch fades away

You try to keep the light but it’s burning low

Try to keep your smile when it starts to go

You know you shouldn’t love him but can’t let him go

Get out of your house but you’re missing home

Talk to all your friends but you’re still alone

You know you shouldn’t love him but can’t let him go

Can’t let him go

Staring at your screen in the dark

There’s an empty feeling in your heart

So you toss one back, hope it numbs you fast

You wish that he would love you back

But it’s not his fault, that’s just a fact

You may love him too much, but love’s your lack

You try to keep the light but it’s burning low

Try to keep your smile when it starts to go

You know you shouldn’t love him but can’t let him go

Get out of your house but you’re missing home

Talk to all your friends but you’re still alone

You know you shouldn’t love him but can’t let him go

Can’t let him go

Oh oh oh oh

Can’t to let him go

Oh oh oh oh

Need to let him go

Oh oh oh oh

Need to let him go

Oh oh oh oh

You try to keep the light but it’s burning low

Try to keep your smile when it starts to go

You know you shouldn’t love him but can’t let him go

Get out of your house but you’re missing home

Talk to all your friends but you’re still alone

You know you shouldn’t love him but can’t let him go

Can’t let him go

(spoken)

anyways, this has been ro-lal here, hope you like my message, whoever-the-fuck-is-hearing-this...

*le sign*

i’m gonna go have another drink

[mamawasatesttube]

4, 17, 41, and 58 for the writers asks?

4. what is the plot bunny you’ve been carrying for the longest? optional bonus question: do you ever wonder why you haven’t written it yet and experience deep existential dread?

oh man... honestly i think most of the old ideas that have haunted me i've at least STARTED on. there are def a few i never finished, though (mostly old longfic wips that never saw the light of day). it's probably gotta be tolkien fic of some sort, but i know why i haven't written it yet (obscure f/f involving a character so minor she's barely more than a name? this will be so much work for so little reward; no one will read it so it may as well just exist solely in my head). i do think about it now and then, though...

17. what is your favorite line you’ve ever written?

answered here for in general! just for kicks i'll also grab one of my favorite passages from sotm:

He doesn’t realize he’s crying until he lifts a hand to his cheek and it comes away wet. It explains why his vision is all blurry, though, and the revelation makes him start to sob. An empty feeling settles in his chest, until he just curls up in midair and tucks his knees to his chest, a miserable little ball floating up above the deep blue sea. A few minutes pass like this. Kon cries, and cries, and cries, pathetic and ashamed and devastated, and his tears fall into the waves below. The wind kisses his cheeks in a mockery of comfort. “I wanna go home,” he whimpers to nothing and no one. He doesn’t know where home is supposed to be, and the sky is growing dark. “I wanna go home!”

the last narration line there ("He doesn't know where [...] growing dark.") was vaguely inspired by the final transmission from oppy the mars rover.

41. what is the weirdest story idea you’ve ever had.

.........i can't answer this publicly i have too much shame it's in my past with the ao3 account i don't use anymore

58. what is the last thing that a fic made you google when you were writing it?

answered here! ..,,..,.,. don't ask for context it's fine

ask game for fanfic writers