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synopsis; gf!abby does not like clara, the gym trainer who can’t keep her hands off you. so who’s surprised when she loses her composure, channeling her rage in the form of rough, hard sex?
pairing; dom!abby anderson x sub!fem!reader
warnings; abby’s jealous as fuck, a little toxic!abby but not really, use of a strap-on, abby refers to the strap as her dick/cock, and strap is referred to as her dick/cock, throat-fucking (with fingers), fingering, choking, pretty rough sex, degrading (slut/bitch/whore, etc), a little praise, use of baby/honey, one use of y/n BEFORE the smut (sorry, it was necessary), spanking, reader cries, abby gives reader a sensory overload, dumbfucking, etc
a/n; hello! my name is kitlyn, kit for short :) i’m a huge writer, and tlou is my latest obsession. so, ofc, i had to get this fic out for my gf, and much more to come. i hope you like this, and if you have any ideas for me to write, please lmk!
p.s.; your daily reminder (or a fun fact), abby canonically bench presses 205 pounds. i rest my case <3
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she could only make it a few weeks before her annoyance got the best of her.
you were bulking up for an upcoming mission, assigned to you by issac. in the area you would be in, scar presence was heavy, and you wouldn’t be back to the wlf for a bit, so gaining muscle was a necessity.
abby just wished she didn’t have to watch that girl’s hands all over you to get the job done.
she didn’t understand why she couldn’t train you herself, why issac wouldn’t fucking let her. he waved her off, giving her some bullshit about “a lack of focus.”
come on. if she knew you needed to bulk up, if it meant it would keep you safe, she wouldn’t lose her focus just because it was you.
maybe.
but this was the replacement. some other girl in the wlf, hands all over you as she helped you do pull-ups. your body was covered in sweat, and you had been at this for over an hour. the girl, whose name was clara, had her hands on your hips as you lifted yourself up and over the bar again and again.
“c’mon, give me ten more. you got it,” clara said. you were looking at yourself in the mirror as you let out a grunt with each pull-up you did, on your tenth at this point. but you did your best to push through.
“clara,” you groaned. “i can’t fucking—“ you began. but your trainer cut you off.
“don’t use your breath. just keep going. i’ve seen you do it before. you got it,” clara said once more, tone firm. you didn’t think it would be a good idea to deny her. so you went on.
but you were fully oblivious to the pair of blue eyes fixed on you across the room.
you had forgotten that abby also worked out around this time to lift with manny, so it didn’t even occur to you that she was gazing at this whole thing like a hawk.
“abs!” manny said to abby, accent thick. he snapped his fingers in front of abby’s face, and abby looked at him both confusedly, but also annoyedly.
“huh? what, what is it?” abby asked. she had fully spaced out, and her cheeks were red. but it wasn’t because of the workout.
it was your fucking trainer.
“estás bien? i lost you a few minutes ago,” manny said. abby had gotten used to his habit of going back and forth from spanish to english, to the point where she knew a thing or two. so she easily responded.
“yeah, i’m fine. let’s just finish for today, okay? i’m not feeling it,” she excused. but manny could see where her eyes were.
you.
“ah,” manny said. he seemed to understand now, a look of comprehension across his face as he said that. “okay. i’ll see you back at the room, then, sí?” manny asked as he held his fist out.
abby did the same and gave him the small fist bump he was looking for. “yeah, see you.”
once manny had left, abby began to pack up her gym bag. by now, you had finished your pull-ups, and were taking needy gulps from your water bottle. clara gave you a small pat on the back once you had finished drinking.
“that was good. you got any more in you?” clara laughed.
you smiled at her, shrugging. “not sure. i’ve gotta meet my girlfriend soon,” you said. really, it was in an hour or two. but you’d have to shower, change, etc. so, to you, it was soon.
nevertheless, you figured a bit more couldn’t hurt. so, you said, “but i think i can do a few more reps.”
clara just gave you a nod. each time you would bring up this girlfriend of yours, her demeanor changed like that. she’d tense, and pause her words.
you knew what it seemed like, and obviously, you didn’t like clara. but you did kind of need her.
and besides, if abby—fuck, if abby knew? it'd be a fucking field day to say the least.
you ended up choosing back squatting as a way to finish off your session with clara. you ducked your head under the bar, elbows flexing as you removed it from the rack. you caved a little under the heaviness of it, but with clara’s reassurance, you did your best to move.
clara put her arms under yours as you held the bar behind your back. she squatted along with you, body behind yours as she spotted you.
you could only make it ten or so reps before you failed on the eleventh, much to your surprise, as it had never happened to you before. clara put her hands on your chest quickly, and helped you move the bar back up to the rack.
“sorry,” you whispered in a huff, face red from the tension your body had just undergone. clara’s front pressed to your back for just a moment, and you felt a little uncomfy. she had spotted you before while doing a back squat, but not once did you fail one, forcing her to really touch you like that.
“it’s okay, it’s okay. you did fine,” clara smiled. this time, she put a hand on your shoulder, way too close for comfort. and then, she murmured to you, her own face red. “i’m proud of you.”
oh, that was fucking it.
abby discarded her gym bag on the floor. she tossed it somewhere. she would grab it later. but she couldn’t fucking watch this anymore. who the hell did this girl think she was, hands all over you like that? and who knows what she was saying to you? that was abby’s fucking job.
and hers only.
“y/n,” an all too familiar voice said from your left, and you didn’t need to look to know who had spoken.
you were thinking, my savior, once abby’s voice filled your ears. but when your eyes moved to hers, you were sure your soul left your body.
because she looked pissed.
clara moved her hand off your shoulder, and you hated the way she did it—like the two of you had been doing way more than just working out.
“grab your shit, we’re leaving,” abby said firmly to you, and she couldn’t help but send a small glare clara’s way. you weren’t the only one feeling scared, because clara was pale as a ghost. she had known you had a girlfriend, obviously.
but it was abby fucking anderson?
neither you nor clara said a word as you packed up your gym bag. once you had, abby was grabbing you by the waist, and yanking you out of the gym, leaving clara far, far behind you.
“abs—“ you tried, you really fucking did. but abby didn’t want to hear it.
“not a fucking word.”
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manny knew better than to come back to the room once he saw abby eyeing you like that in the gym. it wouldn’t be the first, nor would it be the last, time that abby’s temper had ended in a room full of sex.
as soon as you were inside of the room, abby was grabbing your gym bag from your hands, tossing it far away, and kissing you aggressively. you responded with a whine, but let her, kissing her back with just as much passion. her hand gripped your neck as she all but slammed you onto the door, free hand running over your body like it was a temple she was born to worship.
really, it was.
abby put her free hand under your leg and held it up, pressing herself into you as her tongue battled yours. you moaned into her mouth as her grip on your neck compressed, her fingers digging into the soft skin of your thighs.
what a good day to have worn shorts…
when abby finally pulled back, your lips were spilling with drool, lips numb and plump from the belligerence in abby’s kisses. your whole face was hot, and abby’s face was red.
and, fuck, did she look mad.
abby smashed her lips back onto yours, and kissed you all the way to her bed. once there, she pushed you down onto it and got on top of you, her large thighs on either side of your lap.
if you weren’t in for it before, you surely were now.
abby reached her arm out to open the drawer of her bedside table, and it was only a moment or two before she was pulling out a very familiar item.
her strap.
“a- abs, wh- what are you—“ you began dumbly, way too curious to find out what it was she had in mind. but abby wasn’t feeling at all gracious.
you talk when she says you can.
“shut the fuck up,” abby damn near growled at you, the kind of tone she reserved for when she was really fucking angry. you had heard it many times before. when you were on a mission and battling scars. when issac reprimanded her for being careless in the field. when mel pissed her off one too many times.
bottom line, when shit didn’t go her way.
and the idea that she felt that way now both turned you on and scared the fuck out of you.
abby was quick to secure the strap’s harness to her waist. the view of the dildo attached to it always made your mouth fill with drool: black, veiny, seven and a half inches long. she’d made you cum with it so many times you lost count, and it was a million times better than the real thing.
especially when you had abby anderson on top of you, or behind you, or below you, encouraging you to take it like the good girl you were.
she grabbed your hips with fervor, forcing you to wrap your legs around her torso once your bottoms, and underwear, were out of her way. you let out a needy mewl as she slid the tip through your already wet folds, riling you up, just like that.
when your eyes closed as an answer, abby tutted, and moved one of her large hands down to grab you by the chin. “look at me,” she demanded.
and who the hell would you be to deny that?
your eyes were weak and needy as they met abby’s, pupils big with just a touch of fear, heart pounding in your ears. abby spoke firmly, and you could tell that she wasn’t playing around.
you had left fun and games behind the second you walked into this room.
“you’re gonna take this dick as much as i want you to, over and over again. n’ i’m gonna fuck you rough, ‘til you’re babbling out nonsense. do you hear me?”
your body felt paralyzed when those words left abby’s lips, her tone dripping in anger. you couldn’t manage much, and all you could do was nod. but she was not having that.
she squeezed down on your chin, which made you whimper out. “words.”
“y- yes, ma’am, i- i understand,” you weakly muttered out, and that seemed to suffice for her. abby let up on her grip, and her hand moved down from your chin to your lips.
“good. now suck.”
you didn’t delay. you opened your mouth for abby to push her fingers inside of it, index and ring beginning to fuck it. abby could feel your drool as she pumped the two fingers in and out of you, your tongue eagerly wrapping around them.
she doesn’t give a damn in the world as she pounds them to the back of your throat, making you gag, and your eyes close and roll back as she does so.
not for long.
“open your eyes. keep ‘em on me,” abby says in a rough tone, and you oblige a little too quickly. water’s already filling the corners of your eyes, and abby can see that when she looks at you.
and she’s barely begun.
“crying for me already, hm? why am i not surprised?” abby couldn’t help but mock you. you looked so feeble like this, choking on her fingers like the whore you were.
“i’d save your tears, honey. ‘cause there’s a lot more where this came from.”
just as you’re beginning to get used to the rough feeling of abby fucking your face with her fingers, she pulls them out, and you let out a small whimper of disapproval.
but it quickly blends into a moan.
her index and ring, the two fingers that you had just had your tongue around, that were soaked in your drool, pushed inside of you without so much as a warning.
“oh, f- fuck, abby,” you moaned as the suddenness of the moment took over your senses. your thighs clenched around her as she skillfully pumped her fingers in and out of your cunt, just as she had so many times in the past.
abby used her other hand to pry your thighs back open. “ah ah, baby. spread your legs for me.”
just when you figured this couldn’t get any more forceful, abby was pushing a third finger inside of you, her middle one, and using her thumb to rub your clit.
your response was way too fast as you grabbed one of abby’s broad shoulders, digging your fingernails into the freckled skin on it. you let out a loud moan as your eyes squeezed shut, letting it all sink in. three of abby’s fingers deep inside of you, pumping in and out of your wet pussy as she thumbed your clit like a fucking pro.
“fuckfuckfuck,” you groaned, and, god, did abby like that. barely begun with you, and you were already drunk off her touch.
but then again, that’s how it always went.
“look at you, fucking soaked for me. needy bitch,” abby degraded you mercilessly as she curled her fingers inside of you, easily hitting your g-spot.
“mmph, abby…” you could barely manage.
“hush,” she said harshly. your gaze moved up to hers as she fingered you, her usual pale blue eyes big, pupils enlarged. it was clear that she wasn’t letting up any time soon. “don’t talk unless i say you can.”
you didn’t.
abby had you soaking her fingers in your release soon enough, your orgasm spilling over you. she pulled her fingers out of you and moved them to her lips, leaving not even one drop behind as she sucked them dry. the view filled your abdomen with butterflies: that was for damn sure.
if this is how she made you feel with your fingers, you could hardly imagine her dick.
and abby didn’t delay. you didn’t get even a second to process before she was lining the tip of the silicone toy to your cunt, and pushing into you forcefully.
“abby, w- wait, fuck. t- too soon,” you whimpered, but you knew abby didn’t give a shit about what you had to say. she shushed you with her hand, putting her fingers past your lips once more.
“don’t care. you’re gonna take this cock like a good fucking girl,” she emphasized the word as she thrust into you hard. “and i don’t wanna hear shit. got that?”
you nodded, and didn’t try to speak again. you just did what abby wanted you to, sucking on her long fingers to keep you occupied while she pounded into your pussy.
“clara can’t fuck you this good, can she, baby?” abby rasped as each thrust grew more ravenous, both fingers pushing deeper.
so that’s what this was all about. well, really, you figured as much. you knew clara’s behavior would somehow bite you in the ass. but now that you had abby’s words to confirm it, you couldn’t be more sure.
you did what you could to shake your head, but let’s be real. it was abby fucking anderson. speechlessness was never an answer in her books. she took her fingers out of your mouth for the last time, eager to hear you talk now.
“say it.”
“n- no, abby. s’just you. s’only you,” your tongue slurred as the words left your lips, and abby couldn’t help but get off on the way you were speaking, a smug smirk on her face.
“mmhm. only i get to fuck this pretty pussy of yours, y’hear me?” abby let out in a grunt, her drool covered hand settling onto your neck, squeezing down. she was fucking you hard, no mercy as her hips thrust aggressively, pushing herself as deep inside of you as she could possibly go.
you were more than okay with that.
“y- yes, ma’am,” you let out a groan of your own as abby rutted her hips into you, eyes locked on hers. “i’m yours. a- all yours.”
you were a whining and whimpering mess as abby gave you a nod of approval, hand gripping your neck like it was her lifeline. “that’s a good whore. mine and no one else’s.”
“how do you think days like today make me feel, huh? fucking bitch with her hands all over you, gawking at you like you’re hers. well, let me tell you somethin’,” abby snarls. she pulls out of you, tip pressed to your folds, and for a moment, you think she’s going to make you beg for her to fuck you once more. but just like that, she’s slamming back inside, going, arguably, deeper than she had before.
“she doesn’t get to have you. no one’s ever gonna fuck you this good. no one’s ever gonna love you like i do. you’re all fucking mine, like it or not. got that?”
you’re not surprised by the aggression in her tone, but, damn, is she pissed. you can feel her anger seep into your skin as she fucks you like a toy, addresses you like a doll.
and you let her.
“m’sorry, abby, m’so sorry. i know i’m yours. i’m yours, swear to god i am. m’so sorry,” you moan dumbly as she squeezes your neck.
which you’re sure will have marks to show for it tomorrow.
“i know you are, baby,” abby rasps. her hand moves from her neck to your thigh now, and she digs her fingernails into it as she slams into you. “and you fucking should be.”
and again, abby has you cumming, her name rolling off your tongue like music as, this time, it’s her cock you soak in your release. “there you go, honey. know you like when i fuck this pussy like this. that’s it,” abby whispered.
your brain was way too foggy with the aggression of this session with your girlfriend to get your words out properly.
what was is it that abby had said about making you babble again?
“f- fuck, abby. oh, fuck,” you whined, body tired from receiving your second orgasm that evening. but abby was nowhere near done with you: both of you knew that.
abby didn’t speak as she pulled herself out of you, grabbing you by the hips and flipping your body over, so that you were no longer on your back. she forced you onto all fours, your ass poking up into the air. she yanks your bottoms fully off of you from behind, underwear following, and settles her hands onto your ass.
“abby, come on, please,” you all but cry out. you’re not sure how much you can take, not when it’s so sudden, anyway. abby’s anger is slowly going away, your caring girlfriend coming back little by little. but you weren’t quite there yet.
“you’ve got one more in you, baby, i know you do,” abby says softly, and she circles her thumbs over your ass. the move is almost loving.
“and you’re gonna take it, like the good slut you are. mkay?”
like you said. almost.
you grumble, but you can’t say no. not only did you not want to, but when it came to abby, that was one of the last things on your mind. probably. . .not a good idea. so, “mkay,” is what you say in response.
“good girl. can fuck you better like this, anyway,” abby hums. she begins to take your shirt off, and you lift your arms up to help her remove you tank top. and then, who’s surprised, she unhooks your bra with ease, discarding it on the floor somewhere.
the feeling’s familiar as abby pushes inside of your aching pussy once more. you’re sore and tired, brain fucked out from abby’s belligerence. but you need her, just as much as you need the very oxygen in your lungs.
and she needs you.
as if this isn’t enough, her arms move under yours, and squeeze each of your tits. it quickly reminds you of the way clara spotted you earlier, because that was one of the very things that had caused this in the first place.
but this felt so much better.
your eyes rolled back into your head as abby rubbed hard circles into your nipples, eager and needy to get you off for the third time in a row. she knew it wouldn’t be long now. each time she fucked you like this, round after round, your orgasms came in quick successions.
literally.
abby was pushing into your g-spot once again, and the feeling of it all was almost too much. if she wanted you to babble, then she got it: because there was no other way to describe the words spilling from your lips.
“a- abby, fuck, please don’t stop. you feel s- so good, f- fuck, please.” you weren’t making any sense by now, at least not to yourself. but abby knew what you wanted.
because she knew just how to please you.
“keep moaning, baby. you sound adorable,” abby chuckled as she fucked you, hips pushing deep into a spot you didn’t even know you had. “all cockdrunk off this dick, like the whore you are. my whore.”
she just had to add that. for good measure.
“tell me how much you like it. tell me how much you like it when i pound your pussy like this.”
you were licking your lips in the neediest way as she pressed her thumbs into your tits. you couldn’t help but push yourself back into her, that fucking needy for her. “i- i love it, abby. love it so much, fuck. you fuck me so good.”
abby moved one of her hands back from your tit and onto your ass, and gave you a small spank there. “fuck, yeah, i do. never gonna get it this good from anyone else, are you, baby? not clara, not any other bitch. just me, yeah?”
“mmph, mhm,” you murmured, and, fuck, were you on the brink. of course no one else could fuck you like this. no one could fuck like this period. some days, you wished the world could see just what abby anderson had to offer.
but that would involve a hell of a lot of sharing that you didn’t want to do.
“aw, i’m fucking you dumb, huh, baby? can’t even get a word out. dumb fucking slut,” abby smirked, slapping your ass one more time, then massaging the red mark with her thumb. “who do you belong to, hm?”
abby wasn’t wrong. your brain was fogged up, cloudy as she slammed into you from the back, and you couldn’t even see as your eyes rolled back into your head for the millionth time over. your words came out messy, drunken, incoherent. “i- i b—i’m—yours, i b- belong to—to you.”
you could feel your third orgasm bubbling up inside of you as abby pounded you from the back, and she had both hands on your tits once more, gripping both of them as she thumbed at your nipples. your face was hot, your lewd moans filling the room to the brim, as abby filled you.
“f- fuck, abby, don’t stop,” you whimpered out, and you had never sounded so broken before. “g- gonna cum.”
well, that much was obvious.
abby didn’t hold you back. she encouraged you with each thrust of her hips, every one increasing in speed with each second that passed by. she was a pro at this, and she knew it.
“that’s it, honey. cum on my cock, loud, like you mean it. wanna hear you scream for me,” she said with a small grunt, and she said it like it was a demand.
you obeyed.
you were yelling your girlfriend’s name as white spilled all over the silicone that was her dick, a series of pornographic moans falling from your swollen lips. your expression was just that, too: lewd, broken, because you had never been fucked like that in your life.
for the last time, abby pulled out of you, and unsecured the harness around her torso. once she put it to the side, she couldn’t help but put her fingers to your pussy for the last time, scooping a bit of your white release onto them. you shuddered as she did so, and looked behind you, just to see her suck her fingers off.
you lay limp on the bed as abby got up to grab a small towel. gingerly, she began to wipe your body clean, beginning with your thighs. she kissed up them as she did it, and it was so, so different to the way she had been manhandling you mere seconds beforehand.
that was abby for you.
once you were both clean, abby laid down beside you, and pulled you close to her body. she put her hands on your waist, and pressed a kiss to your forehead as you snuggled into her broad chest. you didn’t even feel awkward about the fact that you were the only one naked.
if abby didn’t care, then neither did you.
“you okay, baby? wasn’t too rough with you, was i?” abby asked, her thumb circling your cheek. you smiled up at her, a rush of butterflies soaring inside your abdomen at the small rasp in the way she cooed.
“no, abs. not at all. i mean, i always knew you got jealous, but—wow,” you couldn’t help your giggle.
abby feigned annoyance by giving you an eye roll, but you could tell that she was just being playful. besides, it’s not like she could deny the fact. so she smirked. “what can i say? you just have that effect on me. besides, you have to admit—clara was way too close for comfort.”
“mmhm,” you hum.
“but maybe that was a good thing.”
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reblogs are very much welcomed <3
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ourautumn86 · 9 months
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i hope your requests are open but if not sorry :)). i am hoping to request Ellie x fem!reader where Ellie is angry by the time she comes home and reader is bratty and has an attitude and Ellie punishes her by spanking her or edging. Ellie eventually let’s her have an orgasm. i love your writing btw <33
real love <3
ellie williams x fem! reader
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summary; sometimes real love is rough. ;)
cw; +18 content! minors dni!, spanking, brattish reader x dom ellie, sub reader, fingering (r) receiving, punishment, edging, orgasm denial, crying, degradation and praise, praise kink, slight choking and manhandling…
ellie had had a horrible day. everything hag gone to shit for her. her teacher had given her a 5 on her physics test when she knew she deserved at least an 8, then Joel had called her to throw her some kind of tantrum that ended up giving her a migraine and lastly, you had been acting out all day through your texts; ignoring her, roughly answering her and not even picking up her calls.
ellie was mad.
your eyes rolled to the back of your head when you heard the door slamming shut. she was home. and you knew she was gonna give you hell for it. lately things have been hard. she was too busy studying. so busy that she hadn’t touched you for almost two weeks now. you were boiling. and being so pent up always got you in an awful mood.
you didn’t look at her when she stormed onto the living room, simply scrolling on your phone until she took it.
“so busy with your bullshit to answer my texts?” she inquired you, and you huffed.
“fuck off.”
she scoffed. “ ‘fuck off’?” a small whimper left your lips when her fingers dug on your jaw, making you look at her. “say that again.” she smirked, although she was being too serious about it. it was a threat.
“i said… fuck. off.” you slowly repeated it, and you could see a vein on her forehead twitch.
“you’re a fucking brat.” you gasped when her hand now surrounded your neck, applying just the perfect amount of pressure to make you moan and your pussy drool. she chuckled. “this what you wanted? been giving me an attitude just ‘cause you needed it fucked it out of you?” you groaned but she hushed you. “sh, shh, nice and quiet now. gonna give you what you want.” you were almost trembling in anticipation. but you froze when she tugged from you to pull you onto her lap, your belly on her strong thighs. she scoffed. “what? you though you could act like a brat all fucking day without a consequence?” a surprised scream left your throat when her hand landed on your exposed ass, only covered by the panties you were wearing with a loose shirt. “nuh-uh. bad girls need a punishment, doll.” you whimpered when she left another harsh smack to your skin.
“ellie…” you cried out.
“shut it. you make a sound. i add another five.” you braced yourself, biting down on your lip to make sure not a breath left your lungs.
“love it when you get all red baby.” she hummed, caressing your reddening skin before spanking you again. “that’s it. atta girl.” she praised you, and snickered when you let out a choked out moan. “can’t keep quiet, hm? like it so much when i treat you bad, baby?” you nodded, a shiver running down your spine when she pushed your panties aside, her fingertips soaking when she felt just how wet you had become for her. she groaned. “poor thing… fucking soaked.” you whimpered. “silent.” she ordered. but how could you, when she was plunging two of her fingers into your pussy? he chuckled at the moaned you let out. “fucking whore…”
“ellie, please…” you begged.
“oh so now you’re acting like a good girl, huh? look at you, asking so nicely…” she cooed, slowly thrusting her fingers in and out your sticky cunt. “always a good girl when you need to be, hm?” you whined, trying to push your ass back against her hand to try and make her reach deeper, but she spanked you again. “so fucking needy.”
her fingers sped up, making you get closer to the orgasm that was building up on your stomach.
you moaned. it was all too much. the rough treatment, her harsh words, the burning sensation on your ass, her fingers pounding against your g spot over and over again…
“i’m gonna cum!” you cried out, tears pricking your eyes.
“aw… you’re gonna cum, baby? of course you are. you’re drooling all over my fingers.” your cheeks heated up at the wet sounds that your pussy was making. “listen to her… taking me so good.” you whined, and she left another spank on your ass. when she felt your walls tightening around her fingers, about to finally cum she pulled them out to stimulate your clit in slow circles.
“fuck!” you cried. “no, please! i was so close!” you begged, and she clicked her tongue.
“aw. that’s too bad…” she falsely pouted, rolling your clit in this torturous way that had you squirming and crying on her lap, wetting her sweats.
“please… i wanna cum, please… i’ll be good. i promise. i’m sorry. i’m sorry…” you babbled, and her fingers plunged back inside, making your eyes roll back.
“you’re sorry?” you nodded, and she laughed. “so dumb crying… what a pretty thing. why don’t you cum for me, hm?” she asked you, and you whined, feeling your orgasm building up once again as her fingers curled and hit your g spot.
it didn’t took long. ellie praising you was enough to push you over the edge and have you gushing all over her fingers.
“good girl.”
you always were a good girl after a good fuck…
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a turn of events
synopsis - a mingyu wonwoo fanfic where you wake up naked from a drunken night spent with mingyu which changes your life.
genre - romance, smut, childhood friends to lovers
pairing - childhoodbsf!wonwoo x reader x childhoodbsf!mingyu
wc: approx 4.8k
NSFW - MINORS DNI
warnings: mentions of rain, use of pet names, teeny bit of jealousy, smut ; dirty talk, dom!wonu, dom!gyu, sub!reader, oral(f) and oral(m) wonu being a tad bit rough but it's soft a tad bit too. written with the thought of the reader being on birth control btw so no accidents🙈(lmk if i missed out anything)
an: A BIG BIG THANK YOU TO THOSE WHO HELPED ME ON THIS !! i started on this like last december and man this too way to long with my procrastination but anyway, i hope its okay because i'm not experienced with writing a lot of smut, do lmk if you guys want a pt.2 :) <3
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Yeah, a few drinks huh… You did not know a few drinks would end up with you waking up fully naked a room, hell you barely remember anything. You turn your head and see a bunch of photo frames placed on the desk.
You slowly get up and let an out an audible 'fuck' when you felt the pain between your legs. They must've gone hard on you huh…
You take one in your hands and see two boys in it. Bringing it closer to your face and to it had to be your highschool friends. Kim Mingyu and Jeon Wonwoo, the school's most well known pair of basketball players. Their dynamic worked so well on court that they had been awarded the captain and vice. 
The question everybody had was how they managed to get along? With Mingyu's big ego and Wonwoo's quiet, introverted personality, nobody could understand. You found yourself hanging out with the duo sometimes, they are honestly considered as your best friends. You've invited them to your house multiple times but last night was a first when going to their house since they just recently moved in.
They decided it was a great idea to hold a party after moving into their new house and to get it dirty from all the spilled drinks and litter. You don't even know whose room you were in, you haven't even had the time to familiarize yourself with the home before getting yourself drunk. What a smart move. The week's earlier events had been too much for you, letting loose at your friend's home was the best place you could, right?  
Thinking of the chances of who you could have slept with, you honestly wouldn't mind either if it was Wonwoo or Mingyu. Heck you even might have a huge ass crush on them. There's just something about them ever since you got grouped up one day in highschool for a project. You have even caught yourself daydreaming about being railed by either. Those deceiving soft, innocent eyes of Wonwoo. You bet he was those 'angels in the streets, devil in the sheets' kinda guy. It made your insides flip in the best way possible. Well for Mingyu… his charm was unmatchable by other guys. His flirtatious and confident character were a plus factor. You wouldn't mind if it was him either. The pair was undeniably hot till you wouldn't deny your grown feelings for them ever since the end of highschool when they presented you flowers and a handmade cd full of songs made by them for your birthday.
A click from the door pulled you from your deep thoughts. Speaking of the devil. Mingyu stood there, plate of scrambled eggs in hand, with no shirt and sweatpants that were clinging onto his hips for its dear life. Your eyes trailed down his body till his voice interrupted you. 
"Good morning." Mingyu says. Using his arm to gesture to the bed for you to sit back on. You hum in response, mentally cursing at your drunken mind for not thinking straight the previous night. The situation you got yourself into cannot get any more awkward. 'This ruined our friendship didn't it' you cry out to yourself in your head. You can't help but let a blush rise to your cheeks. Hiding your face, you adjust the loose navy blue shirt on you. Mingyu hands you the plate, watching you start to eat it and give a nod of approval to his cooking. He takes a seat next to you watching you finish the portion of food. 
You were about to be saddened by the fact you couldn't remember anything, but then it all came back to you.
"Taking my cock so well aren't you baby? So pretty under me." His sloppy thrusts bring you to your fourth release of the night. The tight grip he had on your hips made purple marks bloom on them. his grunts and your high pitched moans mixed together. his teeth were sunk into his bottom lip with his eyes tightly shut. the sounds of skin slapping and the smell of sex was evident. “m’ about to cum gyu.” “Alright, cum with me baby.” his thrusts got faster, as your back started to arch at the rush of pleasure. 
Well, shit.
“Hope you're okay with my choice of cooking. Just wanted you to not feel as awkward as you seem right now. You can be yourself, you know." Mingyu shrugs, his eyes fixated on the now empty plate in front of you. 
"What happened last night?" Mingyu's small attempt of comfort does not help and you ask the question that was eventually going to be surfaced. 
"Well, I'm not going to sugarcoat things and go straight to things." Mingyu's irises shift to lock with yours, his eyes seeming as unfazed as ever. "You went to my party yesterday, and you decided to be an idiot and take one too many drinks and decided to hook up with me. Not that I'm surprised about that last part." You break eye contact and groan as Mingyu's lips twitch upwards in amusement. 
What the hell did you get yourself into?
"I might have slept with Kim Mingyu, please don't kill me." you confess to the trio in front of you. booseoksoon. Seungkwan slams his hands on the table, catching the attention of others in the cafe.  "WHAT THE FUCK? WE LEAVE YOU ALONE FOR ONE NIGHT AND YOU DO THAT?" Soonyoung shoots him a glare to 'tone the fuck down' that seungkwan brushes off and Seokmin apologizes to the people who are giving questionable glances. You try to hide yourself further into your turtleneck. 
In an instant, Soonyoung puts the pieces together and slides up next to you and pulls the material hugging your neck and the purple marks are on full display for the three. Seokmin's mouth drops agape, Seungkwan slaps a hand to his head, really, really hard, and Soonyoung brings his head closer to your neck trying to examine it as if it was just makeup and all of this was a prank. 
"Girl, you're lucky that you lost your virginity to that hot shot Choi Seungcheol and it wasn't Kim fucking Mingyu." Seokmin shakes his head. His eyes are still wide, trying to recover from that bomb you just dropped on them. 
"I thought you said Mingyu was your 'childhood friend'? I know the guy is hot but really?" Seungkwan's voice is now small, almost in a whisper. "I THOUGHT YOU WERE NOT INTO MEN ANYMORE BECAUSE OF THE LACK OF DICK YOU WERE GETTING MAN." His usual personality came back. You instantly take both your hands and plaster them onto his mouth, muttering apologies to the irritated audience and once again, Seungkwan looked like he was crazy. 
"Hold your darn horses. Explain yourself before one of us marches to Mingyu's house and interrogates him for an answer," Soonyoung rubs his hands on his temples in distress. 
Sure you had a fair share of dick but the last time you ever had sex was like when you were 22? Like a whole two years ago. 
"Well, I'll keep it simple and…not so sweet but you get the idea." The three of them leaned closer to you, eyes filled with a mix of emotion. "Well, I just felt like downing a few drinks and in the morning I just woke up in his bed? What else do you even want me to say man." You sigh, head resting on your palm. 
"Do you regret it?" Seokmin asks, not even hiding an ounce of his curiosity. You look down on your lap and pick on the skin on your fingers as your mouth forms a thin line. They knew that the sex was good and you barely regret it. You couldn't hide the fact that Mingyu was hot. 
"Listen." Soonyoung breaks the silence. "I don't mind if you slept with one of the men you did not expect to, but I don't want you to be hurt. You better sort out where you stand, you better not come crying at one of our doorsteps on one of these days thinking that you were something. I bet all of us feel this way." 
"Yeah, I've known him since I was young so this should not be so bad." 
Soonyoung scoffs and continues. "Just sort your relationship out with him okay? Make sure it isn't awkward or anything. Men are fucking dense and make sure he doesn't think that you are his go-to fuck girl now." 
So you find yourself at his doorstep. Grimacing when you remember what happened the last time you went there. You ring the doorbell and hear a pair of feet shuffling behind the door.
What you didn't expect was Wonwoo opening the door instead of Mingyu. You take a step back and you feel the tips of your ears getting hot. 
Wonwoo's hand slowly slides off the handle of the door, "Hey y/n." the low hoarse voice you heard almost sent you to heaven. "Hello Wonwoo…" you find yourself trying not to stutter and hold that eye contact he is holding. Hoping that he did not know anything about the previous night's events, you go straight to the point. "Is Mingyu around by any chance? I have to talk to him about something." Wonwoo shakes his head, "He's out right now, do you wanna come in first? He may come back soon." You quietly accept the offer and enter their home. You see that his eyes follow your figure with your peripheral vision.
You follow him to his room as a usual routine, but you can't dismiss the quiet atmosphere. You did not know why you were feeling this way. Wonwoo was usually a guy with little words but now the fact that you sleep with Mingyu, you couldn't help but feel awkward. "You can get comfortable, let me just finish one more round of my game." You were honestly surprised at his carefree attitude. You sit yourself down on his bed, "Do you remember anything from last night?" You decide to ask. Wonwoo shook his head, "Not really, I was tipsy. Mingyu was busy banging somebody and I couldn't find you anywhere so I just went to bed." You relax at that statement, happy that he was clueless. 
You became comfortable in Wonwoo's presence quite quickly. He finished his game quickly like he said he would and closed his game launcher as soon as the 'victory' screen flashed on his monitor. He placed his glasses on his desk.
"So what do you wanna do now?" He turns around in his chair to face you. Just at that instant, Mingyu enters Wonwoo's room. His eyes widened by the slightest before returning to its usual state. You wave at him, in which he returns one.
"What brings you here?" Mingyu asks. Wonwoo interjects, "She wanted to talk to you about something, which she can ask you now since you are here. So what was it you wanted to ask, y/n?" You were surprised by his sudden straightforwardness. "I uhh just wanted to ask Mingyu if…He's free tonight to come over and just hang out! And since you're here too Wonwoo, wanna come over for a bit later?" You stuttered, only sounding convincing for the last few words. 
The pair in front of you questioned your invitation but went with it. "I'll be there." The taller one said. "I'll be slightly late but I'll definitely be there." Wonwoo gave a small smile. "Great! I'll see you guys then." You quickly take your leave, leaving the two in front of you speechless. "She came all the way here just for that?" Wonwoo snorts. "Weird…" Mingyu looks at the place where you previously sat.
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You were expecting Mingyu's arrival. It was currently slightly past 8pm. Bringing out a few bottles of soju, you heard the doorbell ring. 
You quickly pat down your outfit and open the door. Instead of seeing Mingyu, you saw Wonwoo. The wind got knocked out of your lungs after seeing him. Failing to calm yourself down, you hold the door open, letting him in. You fail to notice Wonwoo checking your outfit out while you were trying to neutralize your facial expression. He's in a white turtleneck with a pair of long black pants. To top it all off, he was using those goddamned black framed glasses. Fuck your horemones right now because gosh you really wanted to tear it off him. Your jaw slacked at the slightest and you got snapped out of your thoughts from Wonwoo clearing his throat. 
"O-Oh hey Wonwoo." you smile. "Hey Y/n. Mingyu was held up at home, he made a mess earlier when trying to cook and he's cleaning it up right now." Wonwoo sighs, letting his hand run through his hair. You laugh, standing aside to let him in. 
Wonwoo puts aside his things neatly as you take a seat in the living room. He joined you shortly as you opened a bottle of soju.
"What do you wanna do now?" You ask. "We could probably put on a movie or something." Wonwoo shrugs, taking down a shot of soju. "I have a better idea~"  You sing-song, getting up and gesturing for Wonwoo to follow you.
"Tadaaa" You show Wonwoo the small set-up in your backyard, a few chairs set out with a perfect view of a full moon and a few stars. Wonwoo takes a seat, "This is nice," he sighs. "Of course it would be,'' You wink,  placing down the bottles in your hands onto the table. You take your phone and put a jazz spotify playlist and leave it on shuffle. 
As per usual, you started a conversation. They usually revolved around shared memories from highschool. Some including Mingyu of course, you wonder if he forgot about the night together with Wonwoo. 
"Oh fuck don't remind me of that" You groan, "No way I would let you live this one down, it was hilarious how you asked Hong Jisoo for this favourite colour in 8th grade and the day after you came to school in braces with that exact colour. You were so obvious." Wonwoo was clutching his stomach, his cute laughter made you crack a smile and hide your face in your hands. 
"Oh don't get me started on how you liked that girl from our level and shouted 'Oh this shot is for you!' in the basketball finals right in front of our whole cohort and missed it," You tease, nudging his shoulder. Wonwoo playfully rolls his eyes. "Oh hush, Mingyu would never stop teasing me for that one." 
Your laughter slowly dies down as a familiar tune comes on. Your homecoming dance song. The exact song Wonwoo and you danced two years ago. You didn't have a date because you only had a crush on Mingyu and Wonwoo at the time. You remember it clearly. Watching Mingyu dancing with another girl made your jealousy kindle. But Wonwoo came in front of you, asking you if he could have the dance with you before gently grabbing your arm and you remember dancing with him for the rest of the night. 
Similarly, now he did the same. Standing up, he reaches up his hand. "May I have this dance?" You could simply not refuse, putting your hand in his right away with a blush creeping up your face. He pulls you to his chest onto the grass of your backyard, the small light of your backyard with the stars fit the mood perfectly. You and him swayed to the familiar tune of the song and before you could realise, raindrops started to fall from the sky. One turned into ten and there was a small downpour. But fuck it, since you were already having fun, what more if it were in the rain with Wonwoo? 
Hands still intertwined with his, you slow dance in the rain. Some turns and dips in between the song. You find the song coming to a slow stop, as your hands find a place around Wonwoo's neck. You find yourself in a more intimate position now. You look into his eyes, taking the chance to explore his face too. Wonwoo looks up, "The moon is beautiful, isn't it?" You follow his gaze upwards to the bright moon, "Yeah, it really is." Wonwoo was glad you didn't know the meaning of the sentence he said, but maybe one day you would know the true intentions behind his words.
You both don't seem to mind the drenched outfits and how they were sticking to your body. Both of you slowly look back at each other and you see Wonwoo staring at your lips. You see Wonwoo hesitating, "Can I kiss you?" Wonwoo whispers, his head inching closer to yours slowly. You slowly nod your head, but you see his head stop inches before touching yours. Wonwoo takes a second before saying, "Fuck it." before pushing his lips onto yours. 
Your lips slowly move on his, savoring the taste of him. His intoxicating cologne drags you into a trance, you need more of him as he needs more of you. Wonwoo's arms slide around your waist as he leans down more into the kiss. Your taste was addicting and thankfully he was sober still. He knew for a fact you were sober too, he'll make sure you would have an unforgettable night either way. 
You slowly part from the kiss, grabbing Wonwoo's hand and pulling him into your house. You try and pull him in for another kiss before he cuts you off, "Not so fast sweetheart. You gotta dry off first, don't want you catching a cold." You laugh, "So thoughtful as usual." Wonwoo smiles, walking to your bathroom to grab a towel and he starts to dry your hair. You would never get sick of how any moment can turn wholesome with Wonwoo in an instant. 
Wonwoo finishes drying the both of you off. "Lead the way princess." You take hold of his hand again, dragging him into your room. Wonwoo takes a seat on your bed, pulling you into his lap in the process
"This okay Y/n? Just wanted to feel you for the whole night..fuck you looked so hot the second you opened the door." Wonwoo groans when you grab his arms, putting it on your waist. "Yes this is alright Wonwoo." You smiled, but you were exploding inside. Your heart was beating against your ribcage and you hoped he didn't notice how fast your heart was beating. 
He pulls you into another kiss. It was sweet at first, but Wonwoo starts to drag his tongue over your bottom lip then pushes his tongue into your mouth to explore it as soon as you grant him access. He takes your tongue into his mouth to slowly suck it. You moan at the sensation. Wonwoo pulls away, a string of saliva connecting your lips. You try to catch your breath as Wonwoo takes you into his arms, turning you around so he is caging you to the bed. 
Wonwoo proceeds to sit on your bed, pulling you onto his lap. Wonwoo starts to press wet kisses from your neck, making sure to pay attention to your sweet spot and lightly sucking on it. You softly moan his name, your arms finding its place around his neck. Wonwoo's hands grab your hips, guiding them to sit on his erection. "See how turned on you make me feel? Been wanting this for ages," Wonwoo practically groans by your ear making your breathing start to uneven. The vibrations you felt from his chest went straight down to your core. 
Wonwoo's hands guide down to your shirt, resting there. "May I?" You give him a nod, encouraging him to continue. "Let me know when to stop alright? Tap me twice if you want to stop. Don't be afraid to be vocal either." Wonwoo gives a small smile before lifting your shirt over your head. "Always so pretty for me sweetheart," he looks at you in awe. Looking away, you feel his hand coming to your cheek and pushing it to meet his gaze. He takes the chance to peck your lips before continuing and unclipping your bra. Wonwoo does not waste any time in taking one breast and fondling it. He takes your lips onto his again, muffling your moans. 
When you have the chance to, you manage to choke out, "Please..Wonwoo.." He looks at you with a smirk, knowing how you were far in a bliss to talk properly. "Please what sweetheart? Use your words." You ball up you hands into fists, "Please just fuck me hard. I need you Wonwoo."
All Wonwoo did was let out a low chuckle. You did not know how to react. "Since you asked so nicely I could never say no to you. But I need a taste of you first." It's like a switch was flipped. Wonwoo's hands reached for your pants, taking them off as well as your underwear as if he was tearing it off you. "Be good for me and let your neighbor's know who's making you feel good hm?" You give a quick nod, eyes closing at the feeling of his hot breath fanning on your heat. 
Wonwoo wastes no time in diving into your bundle of nerves, licking and sucking as if it were his last meal. He manages to shove in two of his long slender digits too, it's scissoring motion making your thighs clench around his head. Wonwoo's tongue was quickly bringing you to your release and both of you knew it. But the sudden sound of your door opening made the two of you jump. 
"Oh what a pleasant surprise." Mingyu sauntered into the room, taking a good look at you sprawled out on your bed and Wonwoo's face covered in your juices. "Look who decided to join the party." Wonwoo licks his lips. The wind was knocked out of your lungs as you tried to comprehend that whatever was happening wasn't a dream. Mingyu confirms your thoughts by crashing his lips onto yours. It was an aggressive kiss, Mingyu's neediness was showing through it.
Mingyu abruptly pulls back and that sudden action makes you chase his lips. Mingyu laughs, "Such a needy baby aren't you? That makes the two of us." Mingyu chuckled, "Has Wonwoo been treating you well?" You watch how Wonwoo rolls his eyes and he goes back to focusing on getting you to your release. Mingyu gets the hint and starts to mark you up. You knew you would be littered in their marks. Of course you would, Wonwoo and Mingyu would have to mark what's theirs. The feeling of both their mouths on your body made your back arch off the bed as your hands reached to grab Wonwoo's hair and Mingyu's hand.  And so your release came crashing right after Wonwoo's fingers started to rub your heat and Mingyu started to suck on one of your breasts. 
Your mind was in a haze, mumbling a mix of their names and how good they made you feel. "Oh my god Gyu, you gotta taste her." Wonwoo pants, hands taking the remnants of your release off his face and putting his fingers at Mingyu's mouth which he clearly accepted. Mingyu moans around Wonwoo's fingers, making your core start to get wet once again. 
Mingyu caresses your naked waist, "You're doing so well for us baby," Wonwoo stands up, dusting his knees. "Can you still take us? Unless our slut is already fucked out from a single release?" On a normal day you would shoot back a snarky remark but you knew if you did that right now, you would be put in place. Maybe that wasn't such a bad idea but for now you would keep that idea for another time. You manage to give a small nod to the duo. They quickly undress fully, your eyes admiring their bodies. You take both hands to feel their figures. They both crack a smile, Wonwoo's face trying to turn away to hide his blush as Mingyu's hand reaches to caress your cheek. 
It was always that in moments like these you found comfort in the two. You then take Mingyu's cock into your mouth as Wonwoo wastes no time in pushing himself into your walls. The three of you moan in unison. Your warm mouth and the swirling of your tongue drove Mingyu crazy and how your tight walls clenched around Wonwoo made him close his eyes tight. Your hands helplessly try to grab the bed sheets but with the pleasure that is running through you, nothing worked. 
Wonwoo and Mingyu start to thrust into you in sync. The erratic moans you had sent Mingyu into heaven. It felt perfect. "Taking our cocks so well darling," Mingyu grits. "Making us feel so good sweetheart. You like that? You like Mingyu and I filling your holes and using you like a whore don't you." Wonwoo starts to thrust into you with a rougher pace the second his hands slide onto your waist gripping it hard so he can feel you skin to skin. 
You can feel that their releases were approaching and your second one for the night as well. You focus on running your tongue under Mingyu's cock and sucking it the way he reacted to it the best. As for Wonwoo, you tried to stabilize yourself but nothing was working. Your eyes roll back and it feels as if your body was falling into an abyss. 
Wonwoo takes your legs and hooks them over his shoulders, "Mingyu and I've been thinking about this for the longest time. Wanted to fuck you well so you know who you belonged to. Mmm want you to be ours right Gyu?" Mingyu takes a second to control his breathing, "That's right baby. Want it so bad." The words that got  uttered out of their mouths encouraged you to work harder to get them to their releases. Mingyu could not take it anymore. The combination of how you moan then hollow your cheeks right after made him shoot his seed into your mouth. You make sure he sees you waste nothing when swallowing everything you could.
Wonwoo starts to be slightly more vocal indicating that his release was approaching too. "You drive me so crazy." Wonwoo takes your hands and interlaces them with his. "Wonwoo. Oh my god Wonwoo." You repeat his name on and on, gripping his hands tight. Both of you were sent off the edge, Wonwoo spilling his load right into your abused hole. 
Just like that, Wonwoo is soft again as you lay side by side coming down from your high. Mingyu had already walked off to get a towel to wipe you off. "Are you feeling alright?" Wonwoo asks, one of his hands never leaving yours."Yeah I feel great Wonwoo, thank you." You smile at him, feeling all bubbly in your stomach again. 
"What Mingyu and I said just now, we meant it. Maybe you could give one of us a chance? Ever since you turned up to our house when both of us were ill and not minding the fact that you may fall sick too made us realize our honest feelings for you." You look at Wonwoo, you thought all they said was all the 'In the moment' type of things that you were gaslighting yourself into not believing it. 
"How…" You mutter out. "Well you have Mingyu, never having the balls to come to face his feelings and like for example, dancing with other girls during prom. Or you have me, being well aware of how you make me feel and coming to face them. Like how I danced with you at prom well knowing that it may be the last time I would." 
"I would love to have something like that, with the two of you. Been dreaming of it for a few years." Wonwoo seems shocked at what you said. At that time, Mingyu walks into the room. "Repeat that for us." Wonwoo orders. "Yeah, I would love to figure out something between the three of us if that's possible." You glance between the two, noticing how Mingyu's eyes widen. "We would love that." Wonwoo utters, looking at Mingyu in disbelief. Mingyu snaps out of his daze, "Now let's get you cleaned up shall we?" 
That night you found yourself in between your two lovers, still trying to come to believe what happened in the span of a few hours. But how you woke up, legs tangled with them and getting showered with kisses, hugs and a great breakfast made you not regret a single thing. 
"Maybe you could do what you've been wanting to do with us these couple of years you've been waiting for." Mingyu winks as Wonwoo gives you a knowing smirk oh you were so ready for what was to come. 
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an: after changing the plot like 4-5 times i might just wanna stick to writing hcs and reactions TT do lmk if i should continue w this !
reblogs and likes are appreciated, thank you :)
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quickiesgirl · 1 year
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Alone at Last - Joel Miller
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Paring: Joel Miller x Fem!Reader
Warning: 18+, Smut, Dom/Sub, Vaginal Fingering, Praise Kink, Established Relationship, My Shitty Writing.
A/N: It's been a hot minute since I posted my last fic, but while writing requests I thought I'd make this little fic because I'm so in love with Joel rn. <3
 “Mind pouring me a glass, cowboy?” You asked from a distance, gazing into the living room at Joel, who sat on the couch, awaiting your arrival with an open bottle of Jack Daniels.
It was a housewarming present from his brother, welcoming you into the community of Jackson, Wyoming, where you and Joel decided to settle down with Ellie. 
“Sure thing, sweetheart.” Joel’s low southern accent melts like honey as it flows through your ears. You’ll never get used to those initial butterflies you feel when he speaks. 
He swallows back the dark liquor and grabs the bottle on the coffee table, pouring you a fine glass of Tennessee whiskey. His chocolate brown eyes narrow on your body, ogling the way your hips sway in those tight, blue jeans as you walk over to him. 
The tips of your fingers pulled the glass out of his hand before plopping down beside him, feeling his arm wrap around your shoulders and pull you in close, allowing you to snuggle comfortably into his side. 
You hadn’t had a drop of whiskey since you were in the Boston QZ, which felt like years ago. You savored every sip of the aged liquor. Smooth with the flavor of oak and vanilla on your tastebuds. For being one of the last sold bottles, weeks before the outbreak, it was still delicious. 
You rest your hand upon his thigh and take this opportunity to admire your lover. Especially the sexy salt and pepper look sprinkled in his messy hair and scruffy beard, and those adorable lines creasing by his eyes as a smile spreads across his plush lips before taking another sip.
The sight of Joel made your hips shift against the cushion and your thighs feverishly clench together. An action he can’t help but notice. 
 “You know, Ellie’s asleep in her room...” You say with that yearnful, needy gaze, Joel knew all too well. He couldn’t tell you the countless times you’ve given him that look, then the next minute, you were being pounded with his hand over your mouth, trying to keep you quiet. 
“Oh, yeah?” His brows raise knowingly, watching you smirk as your hand moves further up his thigh. “Mm huh, and I think you know what that means.” 
“Oh, I bet I do, sweetheart,” Joel mutters, leaning in slowly and meeting his soft lips to yours. You carefully set the glasses aside and lay your hands against his clothed chest, fingers gripping at the fabric material of his button-up. Warmth consumes your body as you hungrily push deeper into the intimate kiss. 
“C’mere, honey.” His thick, calloused hand pats his upper thigh and offers you a seat, which you immediately take, grabbing ahold of his shoulders and straddling his lap. 
Joel’s warm breath tickles your inner neck as he moves in close and suckles your sweet spots between hot, sensual kisses while undoing the buttons of your flannel shirt till your tits are exposed. 
“Fuck, baby.” He sighs, hands gliding along your body and up your curves, caressing your soft, supple skin, sending shivers of lust down your spine. His hands reach up, cupping your bare breasts in either hand and massaging them gently, feeling your nipples harden against his cool skin. 
Your fingers run through his hair, gently tugging as you roll your hips into the prominent bulge beneath you, putting pressure upon your labia, attempting to relieve the ache between your thighs. You bite at your bottom lip, shutting up all the needy whimpers you wanted to let out at that moment to not wake Ellie. 
 “I’m gonna make this sweet, little pussy feel so damn good,” Joel whispers in your ear, feeling the heat radiating off your clothed cunt against his thigh as he reaches down and pulls at the zipper of your jeans. 
A shiver shoots through your body, watching him slip into the waistband of your pretty black panties and begin gliding his fingers through your lips.
“Shit, baby, you’re so fucking wet.” He groans, circling your entrance with his calloused fingertips before slipping two digits into your tight pussy. 
Your bottom lip parts from your top, and a pretty pornographic moan escapes your mouth. Joel's fingers are much thicker than your own, becoming coated with your juices as they slide along your inner walls, and swirl themselves in a clockwise motion. 
Keeping that rhythm for a moment before his strong fingers curl forward against the rough patch of your upper wall, simulating your g-spot, making your hips buck at the sensation, your bushy mound filling the palm of his hand. 
“Oh, J-Joel-” You moan breathily, a coil tightening in your stomach and pussy gripping around him. All your nerves suddenly set to fire as your mind enters a lustful haze, only able to focus on the intense pleasure coursing through your veins. 
 Joel's heavy cock strains against the rough material of his jeans, and eyes dance over every inch of your body, like how your bosom was heaving in that thin flannel and how your thighs practically vibrated around his. The sound of your wet pussy and sweet moans was music to your ears. 
“That’s it, baby, you’re takin’ me so well~” 
Your eyes roll to the back of your head, moaning loudly as his thumb moves up and makes lazy circles around your swollen clit, which throbbed beneath the pad of his thumb. Your walls contract around him. The tension grew greater, ready to snap at any second. “J-Joel, I’m so close!”  
“C’mon, sweetheart, cum all over my fingers.” 
That was all you needed to hear to send you crying out in pleasure, orgasmic shockwaves gripping your body as your toes curl in your heavy boots and thighs shudder til they are weak. 
Arousal gushes across his thick fingers, whispering sweet praises in your ear, working you through your powerful orgasm before you’re so sensitive and dazed that your head lulls forward, resting upon his shoulder. 
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A smile spreads across your lips as you feel your lover's fingers remove themselves from your fluttering cunt, and instead slip them into his mouth, suckling off your sweet juices. 
You press a couple of kisses along his scruffy jawline and snake your hand down, palming the large, protruding tent in his pants. Joel moans softly, messy hair pressing into the wall behind him as his dick twitches in your grasp. 
You shift off his lap and kneel between his spread legs, eyes gazing up into his so sensually as you begin undoing his jeans, “Let me take care of you.” 
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This Week in BL
June 2023 Wk 2
Being a highly subjective assessment of one tiny corner of the interwebs. Organized by which ones (in each category) I’m enjoying most.
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Ongoing Series - Thai
Step By Step (Tues WeTV & Gaga) ep 7 of 10 - I really adore the family/household dynamics in this show. All the relationships between siblings are so well executed. All the tension and sub text and covert glances in the first “modeling” sequence was so good. I really want to watch the BL within this BL. Bruce is THE BEST. Jeng shutting down everyone with a cool few words is genius (especially given the curt sharp flat way he speaks Thai). Why does nobody have parasols or sun hats or sunshades or sunglasses or anything? I’m actually not mad about seeing an attempted reunion with the ex, bc we are getting to see both that (and how) they once were good together, and also the cracks that drove them apart (and will not allow them to ultimately be together a 2nd time around). I do feel sorry for Jeng, he moved too slowly and lost the 1st round. The captions were not good in the trunk seen, but trust me it was totally hilarious. 
La Pluie (Sat iQIYI) ep 7 of 10 - I finally figured out why I am so tense around this show. In openly taking to task and challenging the soulmates trope, this narrative is telling viewers not to trust it’s core trope - which means we cannot trust the main couple to end happily, nor can we trust those characters who believe most strongly in fated mates (Pat & Mai). This means I, personally, not only can’t rely on an HEA but (as someone who also does not believe in soulmates) I am not entirely sure I even WANT an HEA. This has NEVER happened to me before. It makes me uncomfortable because that’s a core part of my identify with these shows. I mean, good job La Pluie, but also.... huh. Back to this ep: Uh oh. The crush is obvious and the soulmate knows what’s up now. The sex scene twist was v interesting, v gay, and v unusual in a BL. Unfortunately it’s still a BL so the faen fatal just HAD to appear. Will there ever be one out of Thailand where this trope doesn’t show up? Next week is the tried & true uke damsels off into the woods alone. Sigh. 
Our Skyy 2 (Bad Buddy & 1k*) eps 12-16fin - Jimmy, baby, why so hot in an engineering smock? Please have mercy. Aw, Marc is back in yet ANOTHER BL. Definitely the current record holder for most BLs at any one time. (His filming schedule must’ve been insane at the beginning of this year!) PatPran are still great, and their eps this had me hooting with laughter (startling the cat). I forgot how much I enjoyed this show and cast. (Ohm looks great with longer hair, but also he’s lost a lot of weight. I hope he’s OK.) OhmNanon give pitch perfect LTR energy. Throwing EarthMix into the, erm, mix is fun if awkward. NO SINGING. 2 damsels in the forest! Also PatPran = geniuses at mock fighting. So much flirting. It was all quite adorbs. But me-thinks Chief & Tian have been eating moonlight chicken. Full review below. 
Be My Favorite (Fri YouTube) ep 3 of 10? - was enjoying it up until the last bit, why so digusted by smooches? Bad GMMTV no green tea for you. Trash watch here! Rollercoaster about to go DOWWNNNN. 
Luminous Solution (Sat Gaga) ep 3 of 6 - I still only like the high school characters + Dome (WHY so gorgeous?). Is he a magical spirit too? Also, the subs were well off kilter. 
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Ongoing Series - Not Thai
Our Dining Table AKA Bokura no Shokutaku (Japan Thurs Gaga) ep 10 fin - God they’re so cute. This show used the manga as a storyboard, so I knew the “crisis of faith over possibility of loss” would happen. Still in live action this felt tonally off. While understandable given Yutaka’s character, and ultimately particularly important for the dad and a relationship with the family, I don’t know we needed it in this BL. The book does have a better ending second scene, but it wouldn’t be possible to do it on screen easily. Ultimately, this show had a simple, touching, quiet end to it. That’s very like the show as a whole. I did love it - it’s been top of my list all along. Full review after the special airs. 
Love Tractor (Korea Weds iQIYI) eps 1-2 of 8 - I LOVE IT SO MUCH. IT IS EVERYTHING. SHUT UP I AM FERRIL FOR THE BEAUTIFUL CITY BOY AND THE YOUNG FARMER. Come on. Korea. SRS? Plus some language play? I just go die now. 
Star Struck (Korea iQIYI & Gaga) ep 7-8 fin - Man this was a difficult show for me. I know we’re supposed to identify with HanJoon but I really felt for YooJae. I’ve been in his position more often than I care to count, and it’s terrible to lose a friend because they caught feelings and you did not. It’s an awful thing to hold a friendship hostage on condition of a romantic relationship. Especially if the other person is not sexually interested in you! All that said, the boyfriend ep was okay. Not sure I believed in this relationship, but it was cute enough. The final ep was (how do I put this?) a loser. We spent a lot of time with terrible home lives and then a semi happy for now final scene? Whatever. Full review below. 
Vian the series (Vietnam YouTube ) ep 6 of 12 - somehow I keep missing this one, I’ll catch it next week. 
Naked Dinner AKA Zenra Meshi (Japan Fri Gaga) ep 9 of 12 - I think the Taiwanese boss is my favorite character. Japan rarely (if ever ) trots out the faen fatal trope. I mean I named it with a Thai word for a reason, it’s not from origin yaoi at all. Yet still there she is. Sigh. This show. 
Stupid Genius (Vietnam Fri YouTube) ep 1 of 6 - RL Studio (Stupid Boys Stupid Love) bringing us yet another high school set VBL. It’s actually not bad. I see a lot of common faces whom I’ve enjoyed in past VBLs. 
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It’s Airing But ...
House of Stars (Thai Mon iQIYI) 12 eps - I bounced at ep 3. Will binge if told it is worth it at end.
Stay (Pinoy YouTube) 7 eps - It’s mostly in English and set in LA so I’m not bothering but the first one did drop.
Ever After (Pinoy ????) - I got nothing. 
Takumi-kun Series 6: Nagai Nagai Monogatari no Hajimari no Asa (Japan Sun ????) 10 eps - NO ONE ASKED FOR THIS and no, I have no idea where to get it, why would I? (Say it with me everyone: Oh Japan, must you?*)
Boys Love Omegaverse (Japan ????) - honestly tho? Who tf cares? You’ll still tell me if you find it, because inquiring minds... Irony of this airing at the same time as Takumi-kun. Full circle much, Japan? 
Tin Tem Jai Special (Thai ????) - honestly I checked Gaga & iQiyi in my territory (craptastic hotel) and neither had it listed so I quickly gave up. I mean OF COURSE I WOULD LIKE TO SEE Lee Long Shi in a bathtub, who wouldn’t? But... 
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Just because I didn’t watch the special doesn’t mean I can’t gank Lee Long Shi wearing nothing but soap bubbles for you. 
I’m not a monster. 
Ended This Week 
Our Skyy 2 final 4 eps thoughts: This was an interesting combination, and don’t get me wrong I very much enjoyed it, but it felt like the story was carried by PatPran’s characters while the setting and narrative followed an ATOTS arc - ultimately disjointed. OhmNanon are so bold and vibrant they’re too stark a tonal contrast to EarthMix’s more refined and elegant approach, so for me the screen presences and the style of story clashed. It was like a bouquet made up of tulips & roses: they are both flowers and they’re both pretty, but I feel like they actually belong in different vases. Still, enjoyable. And I got a crying kiss. Always makes me happy. Definitely the best of this bunch, and probably the best Our Skyy (and I genuinely loved both the NLMG historical installment and SOTUS.) 8/10 
Star Struck. A friends to lovers story that felt more friends to tolerant yet disinterested partner. It was more about challenges with parents and class strife. I would’ve been disappointed if the show hadn’t come out of nowhere so I had no expectations. But as KBLs go, don’t bother. 6/10 
Next Week Looks Like This:
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Starting:
6/15 Tokyo in April AKA Shigatsu no Tokyo wa (Japan Gaga) 8 eps - Based on a yaoi, this is a reunion romance that takes place in an office. Japan does Our Dating Sim? Yes please.
Still Coming - June 2023
6/22 About Us but Not About Us (Pinoy movie from 2022 on Prime) - A professor grieving the loss of his partner meets an ambitious literature student.
6/24 Why You (Khmer BL ????) - Billed as a horror romance, not sure if this is a movie or a series where it will air... nothing except that it exists.
6/24 Tie The Knot AKA Under the Same Sky (Pinoy movie on Prime) Trailer - I guess Prime is coming for our Pinoy BL? From OXIN Films (Rainbow Prince), announced for 2022 based on a true story, Briggs's family runs a bridal business but he has never had a chance to fall in love until he meets Shao, a groom to be.
6/25 Dinosaur Love (Thai iQIYI) Trailer 5 eps - from Ultimate Troop about a uni student, Rak, whose partner cheats on him with Rak's best friend. This gives bad boy hazer Dino an opportunity to hit on Rak at last. From The Yearbook people so I will not watch this as it airs. After Remember Me? Never again with them.
2023 forthcoming BL master post (see comments, some are inaccurate, NOT KEPT UPDATED)
THIS WEEK’S BEST MOMENTS
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Bruce is so damn fantastic in this show.
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Consent comes in all different forms. (both Step by Step) 
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Fight fight fight!
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Sex sex sex blow job! (both La Pluie) 
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Smartest boy in the show. 
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Not enough InkPa... never enough. Never never never! 
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Love the suit.
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All from the Our Skyy 2 BB + ATOTS cross over. 
(last week)
Current Kpop earworm? IVE’s I Am
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hii<3 can u do an one shot where mark hoffman is y/n's dad and gets mad when amanda is flirting with y/n?
amanda x reader
synopsis: you get grounded by your dad (hoffman) as amanda is flirting with you.
tw: age gap (y/n is 18, amanda is 30); hair pulling; sex toys; light spanking; dom amanda; sub y/n; lesbian; calling names; mommy amanda
You and your dad are just walking out of the place where Amanda is working on her new trap. Hoffman, John's apprentice and also your father - was helping her with it. And you? You were there just because of boredom. And maybe to admire Amanda, as she was the hottest woman you've ever seen. The way she- "Y/n, are you okay?" Huh. You realized you have been staring at Amanda's lips for few minutes now, meanwhile slightly biting your own bottom lip. "Yeah. Sorry, what were you saying?" you responded. "I said Hoffman's waiting in the car. I'll see you tomorrow, beautiful." A blush crept up your face when you heard the last word, how she called you beautiful. She noticed your red cheeks, so she walked up to you and whispered into your ear. "When will you stop being so fucking cute, baby?" Oh well, this caught you off guard. Amanda touched your hips softly with her fingers, which made you feel goosebumps. Suddenly, a sound of a car door slamming interrupted both of you. It was your dad, of course. You shifted your gaze at him. He was smoking a cigarette, looking at you. His face immediately said that you're taking too long. Amanda quickly turned around and left without saying goodbye. Without any choice, you approached the car and got in the front seat. "What did I tell you before?" He asked in an aggressive tone. "That Amanda is your rival and I shouldn't talk with her..." "Exactly young lady, and here I am, watching you flirt with that dumb bitch who sees me as an only heavy lifting useful guy." You knew he didn't like you talking to her, but you couldn't help it at all. "I'm sorry daddy but I really didn't mean to!" Tears start to appear in your eyes, as he screams at you. "Fuck it. You're grounded. No going out of your room for a week." You stayed in silence the rest of the ride, sobbing quietly. Feeling of breeze on your face was perfectly relaxing. As you were looking throught a window, you noticed someone under your house. Gasp escaped your mouth when you realized it's Amanda. She pointed at you and gave you a sign to come. You jumped out of the window onto her arms. You sat on her bed just like she did. It was awkard, because until now you only watched her working on traps. "I know how you look at me, pretty." she confessed. At first you were clearly confused, but after awhile you understood what she meant. As you were about to respond, she pinned you down on the bed and looked in your eyes, grinning from ear to ear. "And I also know how much you want me to fuck you." Amanda undressed you. Since you were the only one naked, it felt unfair but also made you more and more wet. You didn't expect one thing. Her soon grabbing a vibrator. She pressed it against your clit, making you whimper her name. "A-Amanda~ Nghh~" "Please.. Mm...~" Amanda kissed your lips, suppressing your moans, then neck, tasting your skin, and finally your nipples. While holding your wrists, she turned you over to make you now bend on your stomach. "I-I think... Ahh.. I'm.. Ngh.. going to cu-" "Not so fast, Angel." She spanked your ass and pulled your hair. "Be a good girl and make mommy proud~ And I'll name my new trap Angel Trap." she whispered. Amanda put the vibrator aside to then put her lips on your cunt. You groaned as she licked your hole gently. You quickly felt mommy's tongue twirl neatly in you, which caused you to cum almost immediately, drooling over. And that wasn't the last time you came tonight.
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Nice Sleepover? Part 2 (Alessia Russo x Reader)
It's time, you've all been asking for it. So here it is!
I present to you, Nice Sleepover Part 2! Sorry I've been super busy! Whilst I take forever, be sure to check out my other one shots on my masterlist HERE
Oh and Part One to this fic is HERE
(Note: In this story the Euros isn't during this year)
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It's been 3 months since you got loaned to City. You and Alessia have been messaging each-other ever since the night you both reconnected. You haven't had a lot of time to take her out for dates, you only managed to take her out for the one official date since you had your night together. You took her out to an arcade and made it your mission to win her something. You not only surprised her but you surprised yourself by winning her 4 toys from the claw machines! You still hung out on nights where you could but with your conflicting schedules it was still difficult.
You received a call from Jonatan to recall you back to Barca for the final match of the season as Alexia had gotten injured. It was very last minute but unfortunately your contract stated that you could be recalled at anytime with no notice. You were booked on a plane to leave 6 hours later so you panic messaged everyone letting them know your loan spell was up. Alessia was in an absolute state at the news, just when she thought you guys were close again, you'd already been snatched away from her. She spent that evening crying on Ella whilst you were flying out to Barcelona. Your new/former housemates were also absolutely gutted at the news of your departure. Your words to them as you left them at the airport were "I'll be back before you know it, I promise” and Lauren trusted you on this, you've never broke a promise.
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You arrive at the airport in Barcelona with an injured Alexia on her crutches and a very hyper Mapi helping her.
“Y/N we missed you so much!” Mapi gives you a massive hug and squeezes you to the point you feel as if you can’t breathe. Alexia gives you a gentle hug but leans on you a little for support.
“ACL huh?” You sigh and give Alexia a sad smile, she doesn’t quite meet your eyes when she confirms it’s her ACL. You grab her hand and give it a gentle squeeze.
“You’ve got this, if anyone can bounce back from an ACL injury it’s Alexia fucking Putellas!” You say as you all slowly leave the airport and go to Mapi’s car.
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Match day comes around, and you’ve had a week or so to get back into the Barcelona groove. Your contract is up with Barcelona in a month, and you’ve already had your contract agreement settled for the future, you’ve just gotta wait for the media team to officially announce it at the end of the season.
You didn’t wanna say to the team about how you missed your teammates in Manchester as you were worried they’d be offended. You always felt somewhat dismissed in Barcelona, a bench warmer and a super-sub. You were shocked to hear you were called back in the first place as they surely would’ve wanted to sign someone else on, but you also felt excited to be back at the same time, you’ve missed Barcelona with your team.
You’ve been constantly calling and messaging Alessia since the day you left and you already can feel that you miss her. You regret not asking her to be officially your girlfriend whilst you were there as you don’t want it to be a case of asking her over a video call or a meet up for a day whilst you have a trip there.
You’re sat in the locker room taking in your surroundings, making sure you can remember this day vividly, as who wouldn’t want to remember a match that they’re in the starting 11 against Real Madrid. You’re watching your teammates dancing around and singing whilst you have your headphones in, listening to a playlist that the England girls have been listening to pre and post match. Your music quietens as you receive a text.
Good luck today! I can’t wait to watch you win!
You grin as you receive the message from Alessia and quickly send her back a thank you. You normally did a pre-match call to help not be so anxious for a match but you can only assume that due to the distance it may not be easy to call.
“What, or should I say who, has got you all smiley?” Ingrid nudges your shoulder. Ingrid took you under her wing when you started at Barcelona and she was one of the main few that you missed the most in Manchester.
“Just uh, this girl I’m talking to” You blush thinking about Alessia.
“Oh shit! You have a girlfriend? You go to Manchester for like 3 months and have already found a girlfriend? Nice one Y/N!” Ingrid cheers.
“Oh we aren’t together, just an old friend, another player, who I’ve reconnected with, nothing official” You say back, packing your headphones away and start getting ready to head out the room.
“If she’s got you smiling like that, you need to ask the girl out!” Mapi interjects. Alexia hobbles into the room in a leather coat and jeans to help give the team a pre-match pep talk and give the captain armband out. She gives her speech and walks over to you.
“Today Y/NN is going to be the captain! Her contract with us is nearly up and hopefully this helps secure a longer future here with us in Barcelona! Just know you’re appreciated by us and we all love you” Alexia cheers whilst the team huddle around you. You already know the outcome of your contract agreement and grin at Alexia’s little compliment to you.
The match starts without a hitch, fairly dirty game from the Madrid side but the Barcelona girls somewhat keep their cool. Half-time comes around and its 1-1, with Claudia Pina scoring an absolute belter of a goal to equalise. You give the team a big talk at half-time which gives the team an enormous boost to morale. You’ve already won the league and the team have already had the cup and party but this would mean that they went the whole season unbeaten, which has never been done in the history of the team.
85 minutes in. The score is 2-1 to Madrid. The girls are making more poor decisions with tackles, Mapi and Ingrid both receiving a yellow. However, you manage to make a sprint towards goal before your legs get swooped out by another pair of legs from behind you. Instantly the ref blows her whistle whilst angrily pointing to the penalty spot, the crowd is roaring with excitement at this whilst the ref shows a yellow card to the Madrid player, followed by a red quickly after. She protests before stomping off the pitch. Mapi goes up to take the penalty and nails it into the top right corner whilst the goalkeeper dives the other way. You run up to her and lift her whilst both yelling as other teammates join the huddle.
“Lets show them why we’ve already won this fucking league!” You yell to your team.
90 minutes have passed. 2 minutes of extra time. Both teams have been fighting hard, one to go unbeaten and the other team pushing hard to beat their rivals unbeaten streak.
Mapi sends you over a perfectly timed cross whilst you’re closing in on the goalkeeper. You pass it to your right to Claudia who runs it out slightly to help free up some space in the box, a Madrid player knocks the ball out of play, resulting in a corner for Barcelona.
Mapi steps up to take the corner as you all get in position in the box, she sends it soaring over to you so you jump and header it as best as you can. You thump to the ground and hear the stadium erupt, you jump back onto your feet and kick the ball back into the net in celebration. The final whistle is blown and your team instantly run to you and lift you up, playing at Camp Nou is always special but today felt different. You’re taking it all in as your team are underneath you celebrating loudly.
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After all the celebrating you eventually head back to your hotel and start packing your stuff ready for when you next need to travel.
You hear your phone chiming on the bed to see Alessia’s name, requesting a video call.
“You are absolutely insane scoring a header like that!” She says instantly, you can hear Tooney in the background chanting your name.
“I take it you watched the game then?” You giggle.
“Of course I did, I wouldn’t have missed it for the world. Sadly I didn’t have a Barcelona shirt to wear at home whilst supporting you but I’m sure I can always steal one from you next time we meet up!” She says smiling at you through the screen.
“I’ll get one from my next match for you, if you’re extra nice I can even sign it for you!” You giggle, earning an eye roll from her.
“I really miss you Y/N. Like a lot” She sighs.
“I know Lessi, I miss you loads. I’ll be visiting soon though, not quite sure when but I promise it’ll be soon!” You smile back at her.
You carry on talking for what feels like hours before heading off to sleep ready for the next few days.
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You’re sat with Lauren Hemp at a Man United v Liverpool match at the front row of the Manchester supporters section. You’re wearing a lovely red ‘Russo’ shirt as you lost a bet with Lauren the previous night on how long it’d take you to mention Alessia. Lauren keeps mentioning how she feels like she’s sinning sitting in a United supporters area. Underneath her hoodie she is wearing her City shirt so she feels ever so slightly less disgusted. You laugh at your friend's antics but nevertheless, she sticks it out with you to watch your girlfriend but not girlfriend play.
As the match wraps up between the two sides ending in a 6-0 win to United the teams make their way around the stadium chatting with fans and taking photos. Eventually a few come your way, catching Tooney’s eye.
“Lessi, there’s someone wearing your shirt there, go chat with them” She says casually, nudging her best mate in your direction.
“I was hoping to get my Russo shirt signed if you wouldn’t mind? I’m a massive fan. I’m so glad to hear you’re staying in Manchester for another 2 years” You smirk. Alessia is yanking you over the barriers and onto the pitch with her.
“I’ve missed you so much, you have no idea” She says squeezing you tight.
“I missed you too gorgeous, carry on with your fans. I’ll meet you as you leave, I can give you guys a lift?” You say with her nodding back.
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Alessia and Ella meet you and Lauren outside the stadium as you offer to give them a lift home rather than get on a team coach back to manchester that takes a lot longer than a car. You all chat amongst yourselves and sing along with the radio.
You drop Tooney and Alessia off first. Lauren smacks your shoulder.
“Mate invite her over, the spare room is still only for you until you go wherever you go! Just keep the noise down yeah?”Lauren chuckles. You quickly jump out the car and grab Alessia. “Can I help you?” She chuckles looking at you.
“Uh so I’m staying at Laurens for the next few nights whilst I’m here, and was wondering if you wanted to stay over?” You say nervously. “I’d love to, let me just go drop off my stuff and I’ll be back!” Alessia runs into the house to drop off her stuff and grab some clothes for tomorrow.
“Bye Ella! I’m going for a sleepover!” She yells as she leaves the front door, whilst she can hear Ella yell something about protection.
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You, Alessia, Lauren and Leila are all sprawled out over the sofa’s in the living room after eating your bodyweight in fast food. You hear a few yawns from the group and Lauren stands up.
“We are all clearly knackered, bed time!” She says, clapping at you all. You all get out of your seats and Lauren begins pushing you all towards the stairs.
Once Alessia gets settled in your temporary room she leans into you and kisses you gently, but that gentle kiss keeps escalating until the both of you have to break apart in order to breathe.
“You have no idea how hot it was to see you in a United jersey with my name on it” She says leaning in for yet another passionate kiss.
“Well you have no idea how hot it was to see you tackling people and getting angry at the ref” You say back. “Well the ref was being stupid, I still can’t believe he-” You break her complaining with a kiss, she straddles your lap and starts taking your shirt off.
“God I’ve missed you” She says whilst attacking your neck
The rest of the night continues as you’d expect. By that, you didn’t really sleep a lot. After all you did have a lot of catching up to do with Alessia.
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You wake up the following morning to your phone ringing, you quickly grab it and answer.
“Yes I’d love to! Thank you so much, I’ll be there as soon as possible” You say trying not to scream with excitement, Alessia has woken up and looks as confused as ever.
“What was that about?” She asks you, prodding your side.
“Oh nothing, you’ll find out soon!” You smirk at her “That reminds me, can I take you somewhere today? A surprise date if you will”.
“I’d love that, we do need to make up for all the video calls whilst you’re visiting!” She smiles at you “Where are we going?”
“About that, it’s going to be a surprise” You grin with Alessia looking at you confused.
After a short drive with Alessia complaining about being blindfolded and the odd "This is a bit kinky" comment you eventually arrive at the date destination.
“Ta da!” You say as you remove Alessia’s blindfold. She winces at the light and looks out the window.
“Very funny Y/N, you know I will always be a United fan and you cant convert me!” She says sighing at the view of the Etihad Stadium in front of you.
“Oh well I guess you wouldn’t wanna go in for a tour with me then!” You smirk, she sighs and gives in. You’re both greeted at the door by some staff who guide you back outside, where Gareth Taylor is waiting whilst admiring the stadium.
“Hey Gareth!” You say as you shake his hand, he shakes Alessia’s hand and greets her too.
“You ready to see it?” He asks you whilst patting your shoulder, and you nod excitedly in response. Alessia is looking between the two of you, confused at what is going on, whilst you’re looking at a big display that is blank, until it’s finally on display. He pats you on the back and walks back into the stadium whilst yelling a “See you at training!” in your direction.
“Welcome Y/N Y/LN!” is written on the display with a photo of you in your City kit on the display with “2025” written underneath too.
“Wait, is this what I think it is?” Alessia squeals whilst hugging you tightly “You’re coming back?”
“I am, and there’s no chance of Barcelona stealing me this time” You squeeze her back.
“I can’t believe it, this is the best day ever!” She starts tearing up on your shoulder, you kiss her face repeatedly and can’t wipe the smile from your face. Your phone starts buzzing with notifications, which means the whole world know that you’re officially signed at City.
“I love you Alessia” You blurt out whilst hugging her, she pulls back to look into your eyes.
“I love you too Y/N, more than you’ll ever know” she presses a gentle kiss to your lips whilst smiling into it.
“I guess this makes us girlfriends now?” You ask her.
“You haven’t even asked!” She jokes, pretending to be offended.
“Oh I’m sorry! Alessia Mia Teresa Russo, will you be my girlfriend?” You say bowing slightly to her and extending a hand out to her whilst laughing.
“You’re so dumb” She giggles and takes your hand “But yes, of course I’d love that” She kisses you again, this was by far the happiest day of your whole life so far, but you knew it would be overtaken in the future, as long as Alessia was part of it.
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Hopefully this was a nice part 2 for you guys and that you enjoyed the ending! <3
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#2 in my GIF/picture series
All of my GIFs/pictures will either be from Pinterest or from Tumblr
Type of piece: imagine, one shot, drabble, series
Type(s) of writing: smut, angst, fluff, dark, other
Pairing(s): stepmom!hard!dom!wanda x sub!bratty!fem!reader
Warning(s): spanking with a paddle, sex dungeon, lacation kink
Summary: you were teasing your stepmother at the table with your dad. now your dad is gone and wanda is angry and ready to punish you
A/N: did anyone else notice that when I don't know how to end a fic, I end it with I love you? Idk why I do that. saw this on Pinterest and thought it was perfect. it's a little longer than it should've been though. 😅
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(Picture from Pinterest)
Your hand crept up your stepmothers thigh and under her dress. She gave you a look and gestured across the table towards your father, who was reading a newspaper. You rolled your eyes and continued your descent. Her eyes gave you a sharp look. Strike 1. Your fingers made it to her panties and you pressed against her clothed clit. She was staring straight ahead, looking fairly neutral for someone who was having their clit touched. You knew that by her not looking at you, it meant strike 2. But you didn't care. You were just getting back at her by doing to her what she did to you a couple weeks ago.
She stayed quiet. You'd have to fix that. Your father set his newspaper down right as you slipped two fingers into her soaked folds. She reached for your thigh and squeezed it. You were moving your fingers as fast as you could without being noticed but she still wasn't making a sound. So, you decided, go big or go home right? So you slipped a third and fourth finger inside of her. That's when she started to react. You moved your fingers faster and pinched and rubbed her clit. Her left hand was squeezing your thigh as the right was clutching the table so hard her knuckles were white and you were afraid she was going to break the table. Right as she was going to come, you pulled your fingers out.
They were soaked with her juices and you licked them off. Right then, Wanda stood up. "Hun, I think we lost track of time! You're going to be late." They said their goodbyes and as Wanda shut and locked the door, she looked at you (picture shown above) and said in the angriest voice you had ever heard her use. "Strike 3. Basement. Now." You had never seen her this mad. "Wait, Mommy. I'm sorr-" "Don't you dare apologize. Basement. Now." You ran downstairs and ripped your clothes off. Then you walked over to the bed and kneeled in your submissive position just like Wanda taught you.
She let out a menacing laugh when she saw you on the bed. "So now you want to follow the rules huh, maylsh? Over to the spanking bench." She ordered and you jumped to follow her command. You took a step up and leaned over the top, your breasts pushing against the top. Wanda walked over to the wall of toys and pulled a paddle off of the hook. "Count." She smacked your ass, hard. Harder than she ever did. "One" smack. "Two." By ten, you had tears in your eyes. By twenty they were pouring down your cheeks. By thirty, you were ugly sobbing.
"Shhh, detka. You did so good for me. Good girl. You're Mommy's good girl, aren't you?" She said, whispering praises as she rubbed ointment on your ass and thighs where the paddle hit. After, you and Wanda layed down in the bed snuggling together. You were super tired but you couldn't fall asleep. "Mommy? Milk? Please?" You asked, voice hoarse from screaming and crying. "Of course, little one." She said, as you took her nipple into your mouth and starting to suck. You sucked both nipples dry and finally fell asleep to Wanda's voice. "My sweet, good, little girl. I love you so much." "M'love you too, Mommy."
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justmeinadaze · 10 months
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Playing the Game Part 10 (Steve X Plus Size Reader)
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A/N: I bare you this gift because I can! (And I love you).
There's definitely a taglist somewhere. Idk where it is. Please enjoy! This series was my first time writing for Daddy Steve. I think I've gotten better. ENJOY! <3
Warnings: Daddy Steve and Sub Plus Size Reader and all that implies (I regret nothing!), Smut, angst, and all the fluff. Steve and Y/N get into a fight and he throws a tantrum (and something of the readers against a wall).
Word Count: 3432
It had been two years since you started your relationship with Steve Harrington. You two had been living together for just shy of a year and happier than you ever thought you could be. Your sex life between you guys had hit heights you didn’t think possible. Before he moved in, you both had just started treading the line of Steve being more dominant in the bedroom. 
Now he was more than comfortable when it came to punishments and keeping your bratty butt in line. The quiet moments were even sweeter, when he would hold you after and tell you how much he loved you. In the mornings, sometimes he would surprise you with breakfast in bed or at night take you out to a fancy dinner where he could show you off, dancing with you till the restaurant you were at had to close. 
Your family fully embraced him especially since his dad still hated that you were together. Instead of cutting Steve off like he threatened, he severely reined in the income he provided to his son hoping that it would scare him enough to leave you causing fights between the two of you often. 
“Steve, I feel bad! I feel like you struggle because of me!”
“Baby girl, I’m alive because of you! You woke me up to what actually being fucking happy feels like!”
“That’s sweet and everything but some of the extra stuff you insist on doing for me is financially draining you—”
“Don’t talk down to me like your him! I have enough money to take care of us AND give you the life you deserve!”
“But the thing is you don’t!”
“What should I do, huh? You want me to break up with you so I can get my inheritance back? Then what? I’ll just go back to my apartment, sit alone, and just be miserable for the rest of my life. But, hey, at least I’ll be rich!”
“Penny for your thoughts, babe.”, Robin smiles as she bumps you with her hip. 
“I just…I don’t know. Steve’s been acting kind of different lately. I feel bad because I know he wants to take care of me and be that ever attentive boyfriend but with my salary and his income at Family Video…”, you sigh. “I wish he understood that I don’t need the extras. I just want him.”
You friend pulls you into her arms as she hugs you. 
“The financial thing won’t be an issue too much longer if he lands this job at his dad’s firm.”, Eddie retorts as he continues staking comics on the shelf in front of him. 
“I’m sorry. When he what?”
Eddie’s eyes meet yours in apprehension. “I…thought you knew. He’s been interviewing at his dad’s office these past couple of weeks.”
You glance at Robin whose eyes are just as wide as yours. “He didn’t mention anything to me.”
“Why did he tell you, Munson?”
“Again, I thought you knew, sweetheart. He didn’t imply that you didn’t. He picked me up from the bar about a week ago wearing a suit. I asked him why he was all dressed up and he told me. No hesitation of anything.”
As if on cue, Steve enters your store shaking his umbrella before placing it near the door. As he turns to face everyone, he realized you guys were already staring at him. 
“Hey?”
Your head tilts to the side as you fold your arms over your chest. 
“Wow, holy shit. Look at that comic I see on the wall over there in the back of the store where I can’t hear a thing. Eddie, can you show it to me?”
“No. I want to watch her kill him.”
Steve’s head turns to his friend as Robin growls. “Come on, you idiot.”, she scolds as she tugs on his arm.
“Ok, apparently I did something.”
“You look good, Harrington. No interview at your dad’s firm today?” 
His jaw tightens as he walks towards you, placing his jacket on the counter. 
“Not today no. My final interview is Friday.”
“And you didn’t tell me because…”
“I knew you would get mad.”
“You’re fucking right I would except now I’m even more angry because you hid it from me. Steve, you can’t work there. It will be like living with him all over again.”
“First off, you need to check that tone, little one. Secondly, I handled it.”
“What does that mean?”
“Y/N, it’s a good job. I’ll make more money, benefits, and things like that. And… he said he would give me my inheritance back even if we stay together.”
Your mouth opened to say something but the words wouldn’t come out. The only words you could manage to muster out was a meek but strong, “Fuck you.”
Steve’s eyes lit a blaze as he stepped closer to you. “Want to try that again?”
“Fuck. You. EDDIE!”
“Yes! Yes, ma’am!”, the boy exclaimed as he skidded around the corner. 
“Close the store for me tonight.”, you glare at Steve as you toss the metalhead your keys. “Daddy and I have some things we need to hash out.”
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You angrily slam open your apartment door as you both stomp inside. 
“Well, baby girl, where do we begin?”, Steve asked sarcastically. 
“Don’t! Don’t you dare call me that right now Steve. I am furious with you!”
“You just called me by my title in front of one of our friends. I can call you whatever the fuck I want and you have no right to be angry with me! You’re the one that’s always saying you feel bad because you think it’s your fault that my father cut me off. Now I’ll get the money AND have a better income. What’s the fucking problem!?”
“The problem is you are going to be fucking miserable! Do you really think that makes me feel better?! You working somewhere you hate? Why does it have to be with him?! There are so many other companies you can apply for.”
“My father runs almost every major company in Hawkins, honey. There is no where I could go where I wouldn’t be under his thumb.”
“Then why leave Family Video. You love it there and working with Robin.”
“I love you more.”
“Steve, what does that even mean?! I have never asked you to be anything more than yourself and to do what makes you happy. I’ve also told you a thousand times I don’t need extra things like fancy dinner dates or jewelry!”
His head snapped towards you then, glaring at you through angry eyes. “Fine! You know what? Fuck it! You’re right, Y/N. I spoil you too fucking much. We don’t need these extra things. You don’t want me to take you to dinner that’s fine.” He glides past you into your shared bedroom and starts pulling things out of your closet. “These clothes and my suits? Don’t need them.” 
Steve grabs the box you keep your jewelry in and hurls it across the room. “Won’t be needing that anymore. From now on, baby, I’m going to be one of those strict Daddy’s. You don’t need any of these things or want any of the nice shit I do for you, right? RIGHT?!”
“Jesus, you’re already starting to sound like him.” He charges up to you till his face is hovering just above your own. Your fury filled eyes meet his as you stare at each other. “Steve, I—”
“Don’t talk. Just listen, little girl.” His nostrils flare as your jaw clenches. This was the first time since you told him the origin of your hatred for that name that he had used it and it still seemed to get a rise out of you. “I’m tired of having this fucking fight. I know you feel bad that my dad cut me off but that had nothing to do with you. That was a long time coming. Do you seriously think being me, I wouldn’t have done something to piss him off.”
“Then why work for him, Steven?” If he was going to use the name you hated, you could play that game to. His face twitched in anger but you noticed something else that you hadn’t seen before. “Are you hiding something from me? Beside the interviews…”
He turned away from you, grabbing his jacket as he headed for the front door. Hastily, you ran to cut him off, placing your body in front of it. 
“Daddy, what’s going on?”
“Move.”
“No.”
“God, you are just on a roll today with being a fucking brat.”
“Said the baby who doesn’t feel man enough to tell me the entire truth.”
He snickered as he took a couple steps aways from you. A few moments passed before he finally spoke. 
“I went to a jewelry store with Jonathan a couple of weeks ago. He was looking at engagement rings because he wants to purpose to Nancy. While we were browsing, I kept thinking ‘This would look beautiful on Y/N.’ or ‘I bet baby girl would love this one.’” He chuckles out a sigh as he turns to look at you. “Honey, even a down payment on the cheapest engagement ring is over a month’s worth of my income at Family Video. Then I got to thinking ‘Geez, Harrington. Can’t even afford the fucking wedding ring. How are you going to help pay for the wedding? Honeymoon? A house so you and Y/N can start a family? Kids…”
“Steve—”
“So you’re right. Not only am I not man enough to tell you the truth but I’m not man enough to fucking give you the life that you deserve.”
You felt terrible. He had never mentioned any of this to you so you thought he has trying to make more money to be able to provide you extras but instead was willing to work under a man he hates to give you what he considered as necessities.
“Steve, I—”
“Just move, Y/N. I need to clear my head.”
You threw your arms around his waist as his remained at his sides. “Daddy, I love you so much. I wish I could make you understand, I…I don’t need a fancy ring, honeymoon, or even a fancy house. All I need is you. If you want to work at a different place or make more money that’s fine. I support you but don’t do it for me. Do it for you and do something that makes you happy.”
He sighed; his tone still stern but much softer than before. “This is the last time I’m going to ask. Move. Or I will move you.”
You did as you were told and he slammed the front door as he left you alone.
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Steve wasn’t gone for long, coming back an hour and a half later to find you on the floor of your bedroom next to the pile of clothes he had thrown with your knees to your chin and your head in your lap. 
He moved the bottle of vodka to your side out of the way as he sat down, leaning against the wall behind you. 
“Y/N…”, he began but your gravelly voice cut him off. 
“I hate when you leave like that.”, you turn so your watery eyes can find his. “I know you’re just trying to cool off but I hate not knowing where you are especially after a fight. I get scared you’re going to disappear again.”
“I went for a walk. Just around this little area, ya know? There’re these two-story houses back there.”, he gestures absently outside. “There’s one in particular with stuff hung up in the window that have to belong to a little boy’s room. Sometimes, I picture me coming up the driveway in my BMW, running up the walkway in my suit and some kind of ratty but overpriced brief case filled with documents I don’t care about.”
You scoot back so your closer to him as you listen to him speak.
“I would open the door and see my beautiful wife sitting in the living room with our kid who definitely has my hair…” He smiles when you giggle. “…and you’re reading them one of the new comics you got from the store. As I head towards you guys to see what you’re up to, I pass our wedding photo. Robin has on this goofy pink bridesmaid dress you picked out but she’s rockin’ it.”
“I always liked purple.”, you grin. 
“Oh, that’s a good choice. Eddie and Dustin are making stupid faces that they refer to as metal.”, he playfully rolls his eyes. “You stand out though…in your gorgeous white dress that just flows perfectly around your hips… and you have this…fucking beautiful wide smile…”, Steve’s voice cracks as he turns his head away from you.
“Daddy…”
“You think I just want to make more money to do this extra stuff for you and yeah, I do. I wish I could do more than just dinner and a fancy necklace. My dad always took my mom to Europe and things like that before he fully settled into being a douchebag. But the things I do for you now, I do because I CAN afford them and I do them because I fucking love you. This job? My inheritance? I’m doing that for us.”
His hand reaches out to caress your cheek. “I want to spend the rest of my life with you, baby girl. I want THATlife with you.”
You tackle him, crashing your lips to his. Steve’s back falls against the floor as you straddle his waist, his hands brush your hair back as he holds your face to his. Your kisses come with a sense of urgency as if you’ll explode if you don’t have him right this moment. 
Leaning back, you hastily pull off his shirt as his own palms rip yours open. Pushing the garment down your arms, he tosses it to the side as he sits up to suck on that sweet spot on your neck that has you running your fingers through his hair as you moan. 
As your hips grind against his, he groans, flipping you on to your back as he yanks off your bra and squeezes your tits roughly in his hands. Steve’s tongue plays with your nipples as your back arches, pushing yourself harder against him. 
“Please, Daddy. F-fuck. Fuck me.”
He growls at the sound of you begging, needing to be inside of you just as badly. With your legs still clinging to him, he sits back on his knees to unbutton your pants, trying desperately to tug them off. Quickly lifting yourself up, you unbuckle his belt blindly as your mouth trails kisses up his stomach. 
Steve sighs happily above you as his fingers tangle in your hair before pulling your head back to kiss your lips. 
Raising your body, you allow him to remove your jeans and panties so he can do the same as you get to your feet. You wrap your arms around his neck as he follows you to your bed, collapsing on top of you as his tongue glides along your skin. 
“Daddy. I need you…please…”
“You need me? Where do you need Daddy, baby girl?”
You whimper as you roll your hips, dragging your pussy lips along his cock. “I need you inside of me, Daddy. I need you to fuck me.”
Steve smirked as he spit into his palm, stroking himself a few times before guiding himself into your core. Your eyes rolled back as he gradually lowered his chest to yours, balancing on his elbows as he gazed down at you. 
“How do you need it, honey? Do you need it deep…and…hard?” With those last few words, he roughly thrust his hips into yours, grinning as your mouth fell open. “Yeah? Does that feel good, baby?”
“Yes—mmm—your cock feels good. Tell me…tell me more about…our future, Daddy.”
A breathy laugh escapes his chest. “What do you want to know?”
“Are you still fucking me like this?”
His grin grows as his forehead presses against yours. “Baby girl, I’ll be making love to you till we physically can’t and even then, the nurses will have to pull us apart.”
You laugh and he stops moving as he watches you. “How do you see our future?”
You lift your head to kiss him. “All I see is you.”
Steve pumps into you again at a faster rhythm as you drag your nails down his back. “Cum for me, baby. I want to feel you squeeze my cock when you do.”
Your hands clung to his shoulders as the ball in your belly dropped and you panted out moans as you came. 
“Yes… fucking good girl. My good girl.”, he praises as he chases his high. 
His breathing stutters as he grunts just above your lips. Pressing him tighter to you, you felt him warm your insides as he thrust his seed into your sex. 
Delicately, he pulls out of you, Steve’s strong hands behind your back as he lifts you to your feet.
“Be careful, baby. Don’t step on the things here.” He gestures towards your jewelry box he threw. You silently nodded as he led you into the bathroom and prepared the shower.
“How much control would he have over you?” Steve looks down at you in confusion as he guides you under the water before following behind. “Your father?”
“Not much but he owns the company and is in the building so…” As he starts to clean your body, he notices your eyes stare off into the void. “What are you thinking, honey?”
“My dad has been wanting to invest some money and purchase another business in Hawkins. Right now, he just owns the shop my mother works at. I shouldn’t say just…I mean the store has made a lot of money for them both. What if… he could convince the owner to sell Family Video?”
“Y/N, if he wants to invest money somewhere he should do it in you. You love that comic bookstore.”
“Yeah, but I love you more.”, you respond coyly raising your eyebrow as you repeat his earlier words. “Plus, the lady that owns my store is barely involved and trusts me with everything so it’s basically already mine. Steve, my family loves you and he would definitely take care of you, Robin, and Keith.”
His forehead leans down against yours as you wrap your arms around him. 
“It wouldn’t hurt to talk to him about it.”
“Yay!” Steve smiled against your kisses as you excitedly brought his lips to yours. “I just want you to be happy….I just want you.”
After finishing your shower, he dries you, tugs one of his shirts over your head, and places you into bed. You watch him as he wonders around the room, tugging on some shorts before bending down to gather your jewelry box in the corner. 
“I’m sorry for this.”, his jaw clenches as he hangs his head. “I’m sorry if I scared you or anything.”
“You behaving like a baby doesn’t scare me.”
Steve chuckles as he smirks in your direction. “I deserve that.”
“You hiding things from me and then leaving like you did. THAT frightens me…”
“I deserve that to.”, he sighs. Steve walks on his knees towards the side of the bed and reaches over to pet your head. “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you sooner that I was interviewing at my dad’s firm. Seeing those engagement rings had me both excited and terrified. I spent so much time not being with you when I could have been, you know? I feel like I wasted so much time being a dumbass that I want my life with you to begin as soon as possible. I’m just broke as hell.”
He smiles when you laugh. “You started off sounding like this would be a great proposal speech and then ended it like that!” Your fingers grip the ones he has resting on your cheek. “Baby, you could purpose to me with a zip tie and I would say yes. Our wedding could be in the Hawkins grocery store wearing overalls with messy hair and I would still say I do. You don’t need to impress me with over the top or even traditional things. I’m already impressed, Daddy.”
Steve leans up to kiss your lips, yelping jokingly when you pull him on top of you. 
“Now that was a way better proposal speech, baby girl.”
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saltygilmores · 9 months
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Thoughts While Watching Gilmore Girls-Season 2 Episode 15-"Lost And Found" Aka Rory Loses Dean's Shitty Bracelet That She Didn't Even Care She Lost , Aka BraceletGate, Aka QuarterOnAStringGate, Part 3
Now for the contiuation of Gilmore Girls 7-10 MInutes At A Time Because That's All I Can Tolerate of Lorelai Gilmore. Or Until I Reach My Max Number of Screen Shots (30).
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Where we last left off, we were witnessing the complete miscarriage of justice wrought by AmyShermanPalladino wherein Dean The Butt Forrester is taking Rory to a town wide book sale and sulking like a little bitch while Jess Mariano is stuck slopping some bitch's gutters (and not sulking like a little bitch about it, I might add), some bitch being Lorelai Gilmore. This scenario has to violate some international treaty against war crimes. R: You sure you don't want to look around? DTBF: I did. R: For five minutes. DTBF: It was 20 minutes. Then I stopped. And you continued for another two hours. R: It has not been that long. DTBF: *shows Rory his watch* R: Oh, sorry. Thank you for mansplaining the concept of time to us, Dean The Butt Forrester. Speaking of time, I think it's time for your weekly ButtScout meeting, better get going.
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Judging by the four identical BOOKS BOOKS AND MORE BOOKS fliers affixed to the same door, I'd venture to guess there is a book sale going on. Maybe I'm wrong. Dean:
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EVERY GOD DAMN TIME. DEAN "WHAT'S IN IT FOR ME" FORRESTER! AND LORD OF THE RINGS IS LIKE FOUR HOURS LONG. THIS DOES NOT SEEM LIKE AN EVEN EXCHANGE, DEAN THE BUTT. WHY AM I SHOUTING. I JUST HATE DEAN THE BUTT FORRESTER SO MUCH. Well, if it means Dean shuts up for four hours (if he doesn't talk through the entire movie) maybe it would be a welcome relief for Rory. Crossroads with Brtiney Spears came out the week before this episode aired. This movie is 1 hour and 34 minutes long. Rory, follow my instructions very closely: open one of those books, place DTBF's hand in between the pages, and slam down. Enjoy his screams of agony. You're welcome. Rory, struggling to juggle an armload of books that DTBF isn't offering to help her carry, goes into Don't Make Dean Angry/ Don't Drop The Books mode and agrees to go. But the tone of her "Ok" wasn't pleasing to DTB and he snaps back with a WHAT? I thought you liked Lord of the Rings.
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No, I think you misheard the girl. What she actually said was "I want to see your genitals crushed with a lawnmower 100 times so you can never reproduce or have sex with Lorelai again" Oh, that was me, sorry.
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Love Rory in this moment. Here's your crown, your majesty 👑
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Who could have ever predicted the answer to that question, huh. Dean is a sub-humanoid butt astronaut. Jess Mariano would NEVER just sit back and watch as Rory walked around struggling to carry things.
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Oh god, it's all down hill from here people. The bracelet has escaped. I repeat, the bracelet has escaped.
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DTBF: Where's your bracelet? You're not wearing your bracelet. Where is it? R: I took it off. DTBF: Why? R: Because I got a rash. Well, that's what happens when you wear a bracelet made out of a quarter on a string. Who knows what sorts of bacteria were lurking in the payphone that Dean fished it out of?
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Simpsons and Gilmore Girls are such a winning combination. Rory looks terrified at how Dean might potentially react to her losing some cheap ass gumball machine bracelet. How would he react if she actually lost a gift worth more than 25 cents? (irrelevant, he would never gift her anything worth more than that). Joke's on her, it's going to be her Mom who really loses her shit about the cereal box bracelet.
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Oh this does not sound good. "You go browse the astronomy section, we'll see Lord of the Rings and then watch Autumn in New York later and mock it all afternoon." Lord Of The Rings, Fellowship of the Rings: 2hr 58 minutes Autumn in New York: 1hr 43 minutes Browsing the Astronomy Section, Possibly To Research What Distant Black Hole Her Boyfriend Emerged From: 5-10 minutes probably. In the Dean the Butt universe, everything benefits him in the end. Me, me, me. Sure he was married, but I'll say this about Rory, still kinda proud of her that she makes him wait over four years until she finally put out. If he was a little nicer maybe Rory would at least give him a handy or even two during the 3 hour movie. (ps, where did they go to watch AINY if Lorelai was at home with Jess? Did poor Rory get stuck spending the afternoon in the Forrester living room, with Clara interrupting and Dean's parents in the next room audibly discussing with one another how their son was an unfortunate accident that should have been left at the local Safe Haven unwanted infant drop off, and now Rory can't even hear the movie?) Rory agrees to this "deal" just to shut Dean up, a deal which benefits her in no way whatsoever.
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A double dose of nightmare fuel for ya'll so you can suffer alongside me. When you have to say "I'm not bored" to convince someone you're not bored... Moments ago Kirk was haggling with Gypsy over saving a nickel on a used book for charity and Kirk still comes out looking like a shrewder bargainer than Dean.
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You know, it's a good thing they serve nutritious lunches at Chilton (even if Rory only chooses to eat two slices of white bread most of the time) and that there are restaurants nearby who cater to the Gilmores even though they never pay for their food, because otherwise Lorelai's child would be subsisting on a diet of Ragu sauce, salsa, Triscuit, and Coke (with lemon). I guess it's marginally better than what Jess would find when he opened Liz's fridge as a child. Roaches and empty promises. Now you're sad. I'm taking you all down with me on this sinking ship of an episode, damn it. My will to live watching another one of these DALA (Dean And Lorelai Affair/Dean And Lorelai are Assholes/ Dean And Lorelai are having Anal sex with each other) episodes is kind of like the Titan submersible. Quickly imploded after a short descent. Nothing remaining. Mere atoms scattered into vast nothingness. Gone. It's so much worse when you've seen the show multiple times and already know that Lorelai's "goodwill" towards Jess in the next scene goes down as quickly as Lorelai goes down on Dean after he helps her change her water dispenser. We see Lor looking around and listening suspiciously, as Lorelais do when Jesses are in their house. Not hearing any sounds of gutter-slopping, she slips outside.
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This whole god damn episode exists because this smol infant just had to pick up that fucking quarter on a string. Why didn't you leave it on the bridge or return it Rory?! Why Jesstopher, why? I hate you right now. Your actions have consequences! People (me) are in pain. Don't you even care? Lorelai: Jess? Jess to Lorelai who treats him like shit: I'm sorry, was I being too loud? Stop being so nice. Ugh. Lorelai offers Jess some cold crappy leftovers. Figuring she probably put arsenic in his take out container, he politely declines, but then a second later he changes his mind, probably figuring death by eggroll sounds more peaceful than continuing to slop this bitch's gutters all afternoon.
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Do you ever just want to get inside Jess Mariano's mind? I desperately want to know what he's thinking here after Lorelai says she and Rory ordered every chicken item on the Chinese restaurant menu in one night. I'm just saying, that "ambitious" is loaded.
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Lorelai gets out the special plates reserved for special Poisoning occasions.
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I'm probably the only person who gets a small chuckle every time Jess is offered meat (see also: a hot dog) knowing Milo Ventimiglia is a lifelong vegetarian, so I like to pretend Jess is a vegetarian as well.
L: "We have Garlic chicken, kung pao chicken, Szechuan chicken, chicken in brown sauce." All those poor chickens gave their lives just to end up feeding Lorelai Gilmore, isn't that a pity. (PETA, pay me for your new slogan). L to J: This chicken has these hot peppers in them, if you eat them, you'll die.
But enough about your fantasies again, Lorelai. Jess politely accepts some food, offers to wash his hands before eating, gently chides Lorelai about how the Gilmores neglect their basic nutrition and home repairs, suggests he found a bumper sticker from the 1950's in her gutter, all in good fun, proceeds to have a perfectly nice if awkward conversation with this bitch who doesn't deserve it. We know Lorelai is going to erase the memory of this impeccably polite behavior from her mind in a few moments after Braceletgate gets underway. Sorry Jess, you can't win. You try to be nice, she tries to poison your food, and failing that screams at you for taking her daughter's quarter on a string given to her by a Butt named Dean. 14 years later she's married into your family and still saying someone should throw a football at your face. Not even worth trying to curry her favor. Just be yourself, hunny.
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Just admiring his gigantic watch. #AdmireTheBaby #ThePeppersAreTainted
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#AdmireTheBaby Lorelai plays "Geting to know Jess" and we find out some obvious things. School is "still there" and he's not involved in any after school activities and he would like to throw a ball at an athlete's head. Well, of course he has no extra cirriculars. He spends all of his free time being underpaid by his uncle to work in the diner. What extra cirriculars do you think Jess might enjoy? Let me know in the replies.
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It's okay, my little socially anxious baby, we still love you. I won't ever make a "Wow this thing knows how to talk" Lorelai-style remark. I can promise you that. I've been on the end of those comments and they hurt. I love seeing Milo eat with his crooked lip. Yes, I feel bad for him, after he said half his mouth is scar tissue from biting his lip so much while trying to eat, and he doesn't even feel it anymore. That being said, I still love him eating food vertically like he's gonna deep throat it. Egg rolls, hot dogs, popsicles and string cheese. The Milo is about to feast. Let's watch.
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Beautiful end to this part of my recap. CHOMP! To be continued.
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this-is-my-bisexuality · 11 months
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favorite day of the week!! hope you’re having a good week <3
prompt: 13. “If you want to cum then you’re gonna have to beg.”
pairing: shaykota (preferably dom!dakota and sub!shayna, but do whatever your heart desires!)
It's quickly become my favorite day too. My week has been alright, thank you! I hope yours has been kind to you as well 💖
I do love when Dakota takes charge so this was fun to write.
Warnings: spice, restraints, humiliation kink, established relationship
“If you want to cum then you’re gonna have to beg.”
Shayna smirks up at Dakota, one corner of her mouth tilting up smug as she shrugs, and it's almost like the wrist cuffs don't exist. They're padded leather, joined by steel chain, and linked through the headboard, but Shayna's attitude betrays nothing of her submissive position. "Baby, you know I don't beg."
"Oh, really?" Dakota huffs, sitting up from where she's draped over Shayna. "Then I guess you won't mind if I do this, huh?" She removes her hand from between Shayna's thighs, from where her girlfriend is wet and waiting, and she places it between her own thighs instead. "You won't care if I just touch myself and not you?"
She leans backward over Shayna's slightly splayed legs, giving her a better view of Dakota's slick folds, and she carefully spreads them with two fingers. Her pearl is already glistening in the light, a plump little temptation, and Shayna jerks against her bonds. "You're joking, right?"
Dakota laughs, the sound high and wicked like a witch's cackle, and her eyes sparkle like crackling amber. "Do I look like I'm joking?" She dips her middle finger into her tight heat, clenches desperate around it like a molten furnace, and gasps.
"Ugh!" Shayna growls, her nostrils flaring with aggravation. "This isn't fair!"
Dakota laughs again. This one softer, huskier, and dripping with lust. "It isn't supposed to be." She pumps the length of her finger deeper into her channel a few times, slips another inside when her cunt calls for it, and with the heel of her hand she rubs against her clit.
Shayna watches with rapt attention, her gaze tracking every movement Dakota makes, and her teeth sink vicious into her bottom lip. She knows how talented Dakota is with her hands, with her mouth, having been under their care only minutes ago, and her body is already buzzing with need. She aches with it, a roaring flame burning untamed in her belly, and she bucks against Dakota.
"Aww, what's wrong?" Dakota is hardly jostled by Shayna's helpless flailing and she adjusts her balance with ease as continues to thrust into herself. "You wanna play, don't you?" She pulls her sticky fingers from her body, her digits clearly damp with her arousal, and she pops them into her mouth. She moans obscenely around them, her eyes fluttering back in her head at the musky flavor, and Dakota makes a show of sucking them clean. "You know what you have to do then. Right, Shayna?"
She yanks at the cuffs, nearly bends the delicately curved iron in the process, and a whine rumbles in her throat. She looks wildly around, angry and feral like a caged animal, and her cheeks flush with guilty desire. "Please."
"Please, what?" Dakota teases, drawing out their game just a while longer.
"Dakota, please. Please, Princess, please touch me. Let me touch you."
Dakota's smile is sharp, predatory and pleased, and she passes that praise on to Shayna. "Good girl."
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nehswritesstuffs · 7 months
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banish every gaslight; let clarity shine - Part 6
So, I was hoping to get this done within the month of August, but that’s not looking like it due to chapter numbers alone, but that doesn’t mean that I’m not going to keep trying. This one is also early due to me needing to be away from my computer that holds all my fic resources, so here ya go. Though if you read on FFN, then know that this chapter might be late on there, depending on when the site begins behaving again.
Part 1 [FFN/AO3] - Part 2 [FFN/AO3] - Part 3 [FFN/AO3] - Part 4 [FFN/AO3] - Part 5 [FFN/AO3]
The three siblings have grown, the future always looming ahead of them ominously. Then a mute man speaks and their fates are changed forever. [3332 words; AU where there is a Third Corazón, whose existence makes Law’s life hell]
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Fourteen years earlier, in an entirely different ocean…
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“I don’t know why you do it, Baby 5,” Señor Pink scowled. They were headed between parts of their current hit job, with the child carrying a large sub-machine gun and the adult sauntering along next to her in the dark alley. “Are they really worth the effort?”
“Is who worth the effort?” she asked.
“You know who I’m talking about,” he scoffed. “The Flevench brats. I know why the Young Master keeps them around, but you…”
“You wouldn’t understand,” she replied. Baby 5 shifted the weight of the gun against her shoulder and tried to ignore his irritation. “We’re siblings; that’s it.”
“You should be causing havoc with Buffalo, not fussing after a couple of sick waifs.”
“Yeah… you really don’t understand.” She glanced at him as they stopped just short of the alley’s mouth, waiting for their cue. “They need me to be their sister, so that’s what I’m doing.”
“This is the first mission we’ve gotten you on in three months—you’re getting soft.”
“If the Young Master is allowed to be soft for Cora-san, then I’m allowed that for Law-nii and Lami-chan,” she replied. He was about to respond when an explosion happened down the road, causing her to smile and readjust her gun. “Looks like we’ll have to talk later.”
…and for what it was worth, she hoped they never did.
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It was a familiar yet unwanted sensation as pain woke Law for what was not the first time that day. The entire week had been a particularly bad one, so bad he was forced to stay back from another job, not because of Lami but his own Amber Lead instead. They could barely scrape out a good two or three days between the two of them, making things rough when they were the only two left in headquarters.
Groggily, he opened his eyes and looked on the other side of the bed. Lami was still snuggled into the blankets, but there was a new plush toy in her arms as she slept. Baby 5 was also asleep, slumped over in a chair with an open book in her lap.
‘Huh… they must all be back,’ he thought. Law looked over at his nightstand and saw there was a tray with water and pain medication, along with some cookies, an empty mug, and a thermal flask. He went to grab the medicine when he realized there was a weight on his legs, restricting his movement.
Books.
Law didn’t know where they came from, but there were books laying atop his side of the bed, making it a bit more difficult to move. He took one and pulled it close to him, looking carefully at the title: Flevance at A Glance. It was old and warped from water damage, but that didn’t stop it from having the first page be a glimmering photo of the hospital, the early morning sun glinting off the stone facade in a way the lad never realized he missed until that moment. Looking at the other books, he saw that some were medical texts, others were different guides to Flevance and Flevench culture, and one was even the latest copy of Sora, Warrior of the Sea. He took the comic along with the first book, nudging the rest of them gently towards the end of the bed, and took the medicine still sitting silently on the tray.
With some tea poured and cookies being munched, Law nestled back in as he read about his homeland and did his best to not cry.
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“Oh, come on… don’t you want to play pranks on Cora-san?” Buffalo whined. He and Dellinger were trying to goad Law, Baby 5, and Lami into going with them, the trio instead staring at them blankly, having instead been in the middle of a board game.
“I dunno…” Lami frowned. “It doesn’t really seem like fun.”
“Come on! You know how easy it is!”
“Easy! Easy!” Dellinger chirped from Buffalo’s shoulder.
“Yeah! And Baby, you used to be real good at it before they got here!”
“It used to be fun, but I guess I’ve found a better time with something not playing pranks,” she replied. Buffalo pouted.
“I thought you two wanted chaos!”
“We do… just…” Law trailed off, avoiding eye contact with the other kids. “Messing with Cora-san like that leaves a bad taste in my mouth.”
“Pussy,” Buffalo sniped. As he lumbered away, Dellinger repeated the word from his perch. The siblings continued their game before the echoes of “pussy” had even faded; Dellinger’s voice was getting shrill.
“If you do still want chaos, what do you plan on doing?” Baby 5 wondered. Law simply continued with the game, rolling a pair of dice and moving his piece forward on the board.
“Give our story to the people who write Sora, I think,” Lami said. “We talked about it a lot… and… the World Economic Journal seems like the kind of people who’d publish it.”
“So… you’re gonna write it down?”
“Yeah.” Lami took the dice and rolled them; her piece got to be moved across the board, then backwards. “Bee-nee…? If… um… we don’t find something in time, will you make sure it gets there?”
“Of course,” Baby 5 nodded. It was her turn to roll the dice, grabbing the small cubes. “I’m not a Trafalgar, but I’ll make sure it gets told.”
“Thank you,” Law said quietly. Baby 5 rolled the dice and they fell off the table, skittering across the floor. “It means a lot.”
She was sure it meant more than she could understand.
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Baby 5 hopped down from the stepstool and dragged it across the kitchen to the other end of the counter, using it to reach where the sugar was kept. She got it and pulled the stepstool back to where she had the tray sitting and nestled it amongst the varying things that she had piled on. Buffalo lumbered into the kitchen as she was pulling it from the countertop, nearly scaring her in the process.
“What are you doing?” he wondered. Baby 5 rolled her eyes—unlike her and her siblings, Buffalo was neither smart nor clever.
“I’m bringing lunch upstairs,” she explained. “Law-nii and Lami-chan don’t feel good—it’s a really bad day.”
“Ah, they’re just faking, dasuyan,” the teen chuckled. He grabbed a banana from the fruit bowl and began to eat it without peeling first. “They move fine.”
“You just don’t get it,” Baby 5 huffed, leaving Buffalo alone. She carried the tray up the stairs and over to the bedroom that all the kids shared, where Lami had crawled into Law’s bed and the pair were curled up together, whispering things at each other. “Middageten!”
“You can just say lunchtijd,” Law groaned.
“Or itenstijd!” Lami added. “Our neighbor said itenstijd!” She and Law shuffled slightly so they weren’t too close as Baby 5 put the tray on the bed and crawled in after it. “Oh! You have onigiri today!”
“Yeah, I’ve been practicing with Giolla and Gladius when they cook.”
“It’s ya, remember?” Law chided as he accepted a plate of onigiri. “Giolla-ya. Gladius-ya.”
“That makes you sound old,” Baby 5 sniped. Once the onigiri were distributed, she began to pour tea into their Sora, Warrior of the Sea character mugs. She passed Law his and put sugar in Lami’s before she handed it over as well. The younger girl held the steaming mug under her face, humming contently as the sweet, fragrant vapor soothed the lesions there. “Is that better?”
“Yeah, it is,” Lami nodded. “You’re really good at knowing what to do.”
“It’s my job to take care of my little sister and big brother, isn’t it?” Baby 5 smiled. “I gotta be good if I’m gonna help you stay comfy until Law-nii finds a cure.”
“You’re talking nonsense, Bee,” Law muttered. “The Young Master can’t even track down that Devil Fruit he was talking about.”
“We still got time,” Baby 5 insisted. “Cora-san will eat that Devil Fruit and then he’ll be able to cure you both! Then nothing will stop us!”
“No… we’re gonna die and all that will be left of Flevance is a Kuentan who can’t even get her vocabulary down and a story no adult will believe,” he replied sourly, avoiding eye contact.
“…but Law-nii!” Lami frowned. “You don’t know that!”
“Think logically! We barely have a year left! Any treatment is going to need time to work!”
“You’re so depressing!” Baby 5 huffed. “We’re going to find a cure and we’re going to get to go on all sorts of adventures together once we’re old enough! I’m sure the Young Master won’t mind!”
“Yeah!” Lami agreed. “It’ll be like that one time in Sora when he teamed up with those other Marines! We can go around like that! Brother and sisters! No one will stop us!”
“Germa 66 defeated them,” Law pointed out. “Stealth Black murdered his allies and then Sora was alone.”
“Germa might be real, but Stealth Black’s just something they made up for the comic,” Baby 5 scoffed. “You know what she means.”
“I guess.” Law put his unfinished onigiri and tea back on the tray and tried to get out of bed, only for his limbs to lock up on him, sending him face-first into the floor. Baby 5 put down her own lunch and went to help him stand, keeping him resting on her shoulder. “Shit… how come I’m the big brother, but you’re the one taking care of me?!”
“…because I’m not the smart one,” she replied. “You need to concentrate on figuring out how to get better, and while you do that—”
“We’re not getting better!” Law snapped, tears in his eyes. He pushed away from Baby 5 and balanced himself by grabbing the nightstand. “I don’t know how to fix this, Bee! Medicine doesn’t know how to fix this! The adults aren’t helping because it doesn’t concern them and that means that we are good as dead! You keep saying you’re stupid, but you should be smart enough to understand that!”
Turning on her heel, Baby 5 ran from the bedroom, completely oblivious to her sister’s shouts. She ran out of the house, through Spider Miles, finally finding herself in the garbage dump that the Young Master had found her in… the same one that Law-nii and Lami-chan claimed they were found in… born of trash, only to stay trash… that’s all they really were…
Angrily, she kicked a can and sent it flying. She was so upset that she didn’t know what exactly her emotions were doing. She loved Law-nii—he was her brother in a way that Buffalo or Dellinger never could—but he was so mean and it made her want to scream! She hated it, she hated it, oh she hated it so much and yet there was nothing she could do!
…because Law-nii was right: she was at least smart enough to understand that her siblings were dying. Baby 5 collapsed on a squished cardboard box and began to cry hysterically—she hated this so much! She was so caught in herself that she didn’t realize she was alone until it was too late and a large, shaky hand rested along her back. Recoiling, she took the knife she hid in her skirt and pointed it at…
…at Corazón…?! Panic began to take her as she realized that she had drawn a weapon against the Young Master’s beloved younger brother. Against Cora-san. She began to back away when he reached out with just as much fear in his eyes as she had, shaking his head.
Please! Don’t leave!
Baby 5 cautiously lowered her knife as she watched Corazón dig in his coat for something. He pulled out a pad and pen, writing.
What happened?
“Law-nii’s being mean,” she sniffled, sheathing her knife. “Lami-chan and I try to stay positive about their Amber Lead, but he…!” She choked up again and released a shuddering sob. “Cora-san, he says the adults aren’t doing anything! Why are the adults letting them die?!” Corazón paused before letting out a long sigh.
I don’t blame him. I’m sure if things look bad to me, they’re worse to him.
“I don’t want to lose my big brother and little sister! I love them! If I lose them, I can’t get them back like you got Young Master back! I’m scared!”
You’re right to be scared.
Baby 5 stared at the pad of paper for a moment before moving her gaze up at Corazón. The man was looking at her with something she never knew was there. For all the times he threw her out the window or tried to scare her into leaving, there was something… kind about him.
“Do you… do you think you can help me?” she asked. He stared at her, not nodding but also not shaking his head. “Maybe… if you help… then Law-nii will say I can have their names too.”
You want to be a Trafalgar?
“Not just that. All of it.” Corazón tilted his head and Baby 5 sighed. “Trafalgar D. Water—that’s the rest of Law-nii and Lami-chan’s names. Do you think maybe I can… uh… Cora-san…? What’s wrong? You’re shaking.”
Don’t tell anyone, okay? She stared at him. PLEASE. TELL NO ONE. I’ll explain later.
“Cora-san…?” Baby 5 flinched as he jabbed the paper again. I’ll explain later. “Okay. Promise?”
He held out his pinkie finger and she linked it with hers, knowing it was as close as she was going to get.
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They carried the initial D.
Fuck… there was an entire family—children, even—with the initial D. that had been living right under his nose.
They were Ds.
Well, at least two of them were. Rosinante didn’t know if the middle child wanting to potentially adopt it for herself made her one of them… one of the Enemies of the Celestial Dragons, but the Flevench kids… fuck. They were beginning to run out of time and there was little that could be done… little he could do under his brother’s eye.
“I’m taking a quick leave.” The transponder snail in front of him narrowed its eyes warily.
“Concerning?”
“Some outstanding business that would otherwise blow my cover.”
“What is possibly more important than our mission?”
“You’ll understand in-full once the mission’s done,” Rosinante replied. He took a drag of his cigarette and watched the smoke curl upwards towards the sky; he had to act tonight. “I’ll be back before you know it.”
“Be careful, Commander Donquixote.”
“Of course I will.”
“I love you, son.”
He stared at the snail, unsure how to respond. It wasn’t the first time those words had been said over the course of the mission, yet at the same time… he wasn’t entirely certain what they really meant anymore. He hit the button on the snail to hang up, allowing the mollusk its rest.
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Needless to say that later in the evening, the kids didn’t all react to his ability to speak with the same sort of vigor. Lami nearly had stars in her eyes, Baby 5 hid behind Law, and as for the lad himself…
“What the fuck is going on?!” the tween hissed. Corazón’s heart threatened to burst as he watched Law try to put the girls behind him, being the protective big brother he was born to be… that he wished Doffy acted a little more like. “Since when can you talk?!”
“Always.” Corazón snapped his fingers and suddenly the world around them went extra-quiet. The crickets from outside were gone, the distant thrumming of the factories had vanished, and even the buzzing of the overhead lamp was silent. “No one else knows about it other than you three—it’s part of a special mission I’m on.”
“…but the mission is not for the Young Master…?” Baby 5 wondered. Corazón shook his head.
“Doffy thinks I am mute, when it’s really my Devil Fruit power that lets me stay silent,” he explained. “I’ve decided to set that aside for the time being, however, because there’s something more important for me to take care of.”
“…and what might that be?!” The look on Law’s face broke the man’s heart—so angry while so young… it wasn’t fair.
“I’m going to be the adult who helps.”
The kids stared at him cautiously, not sure what to think.
“Law, Lami,” he continued, “I’m going to get you two out of here and we’re going to find a cure. We will not stop until we get one.”
“…but, what about Bee-nee?” Lami asked, moving out from behind Law. Corazón stared at the trio and bit his lower lip. He didn’t want to split them up, but…
“Listen, Baby 5, I need you to be a big girl for me, okay?” he said, voice threatening to crack. “You have to stay here with Doffy and not let them know anything about what we’re doing or where we’re going or that I can talk. Do you understand?”
“…but… but… I have to take care of them!”
“I’ll do that, don’t worry,” he assured. “You’ve been a very good, very brave girl for making Law and Lami your siblings, but the more of us traveling, the slower we’ll move, the worse it’ll be. Besides, someone needs to hold down the fort.”
“…but Cora-san!” Lami gasped. “We can’t leave Bee-nee alone!”
“Either both my sisters go, or I tell the Young Master you’ve been lying to him,” Law growled. He shifted so that he was standing between Corazón and his little sisters. Baby 5 stared at him, her eyes wet with tears.
…both his sisters…
Both!
“Fuck… I don’t have time for this,” Corazón groaned. He muttered something under his breath and grabbed at Law, who instantly made no noise, hefting him up under one arm. “Come on, Lami-chan. The window’s not going to be open for long.”
“…but what about Bee-nee?”
“I’ll be fine,” Baby 5 lied. She hugged Lami tight and gave her the biggest grin she could. “Cora-san will help make you better! Then we can be a real family!”
“It won’t be the same!”
“Just come back to get me once you’re better—I don’t care,” Baby 5 insisted. She let go of Lami and pushed her towards Corazón, who was struggling to hold onto Law. “Just go!”
“…but Bee-nee!”
“Cora-san’s right! Just come back healthy, okay?!” Lami clung to her in a hug, with Law joining once he could bite down on Corazón’s arm in order to be dropped. Baby 5 knew it was okay to cry, because they all were. “Get healthy and then we can be like Sora and his friends!”
“In the meantime, Baby,” Corazón said, “I have an important job for you.”
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Law and Lami sat together on the examination table, a doctor and nurse going over the paperwork that Corazón had forged for them. The little girl held onto brother’s shirt as he kept an arm around her—they were both terrified.
“From my initial examination, your children don’t seem to be sick, other than seeming a little pale,” the doctor frowned. “I can understand your concern about vitiligo, but it’s nothing to be worried about.”
“That’s not what we have,” Law said, voice sharp and clear.
“So… you’ve already been diagnosed…?”
“Please,” Corazón insisted darkly, “I’ve brought my son and daughter all over the North Blue trying to find someone that will cure them. No one’s done it.”
“What did the other mean doctors tell you?” the nurse crooned. She reached towards Lami, her hand not making it as the girl replied.
“Amber Lead poisoning.”
Both the nurse and doctor flinched in fear, panic, and disgust. Law held Lami tighter as Corazón’s face began to twitch and he prepared himself for the worst.
This was going to be the next hospital to burn.
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sweet-little-iris · 1 year
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I posted 661 times in 2022
That's 646 more posts than 2021!
112 posts created (17%)
549 posts reblogged (83%)
Blogs I reblogged the most:
@heavyarms55
@rinlanddess
@lets-talk-panties
@want-to-be-iris
I tagged 637 of my posts in 2022
Only 4% of my posts had no tags
#femininity - 254 posts
#tgcomic - 98 posts
#feminization - 97 posts
#cuteness - 65 posts
#owned sub - 59 posts
#genshin - 38 posts
#female pov - 35 posts
#hypnosis - 21 posts
#youtube - 16 posts
#mind control - 14 posts
Longest Tag: 35 characters
#i just want a normal life as a girl
My Top Posts in 2022:
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I got to take some new pics today!! What do you like better, black or white?
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Me and a lot of the mutuals I've interacted with
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Way back around middle school, I began to realize my deep need to be feminine, and I fought it every day, even wearing oversized clothes to hide my slender frame because i "shouldnt" be feminine. In my first year of high school, a friend left her onepiece swimsuit at camp and it was given to me to deliver it... Of course I tried it on, and it blew my mind! The fight ended that day, femininity won with a single blow. It wasn't a sudden total change, but it was a decisive victory.
True story. I cannot deny the power of the swimsuit!
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Michael was a lazy jobless freeloader. Like many other people, he would stop by the fancy chocolate store for the free samples when he was at the mall each weekend, but he would always take extra, despite being told to stop.
One day the clerk told him he had a new flavor he'd like him to taste test, since he was one of their best customers, if not a paying one. Michael wouldn't turn down free chocolate, so of course he agreed, signed the NDA and stuff without bothering to read it, of course, and was taken to the back room.
He woke up on a bench as the mall was closing, and couldn't even remember going for his free sample, but he had a big box of chocolates from that store, and it had a note attached which read "our FREE gift to you!", So... free stuff, whatever!
He rationed the chocolates out over the week. He'd never had anything quite like them, very tasty! Each one seemed to melt into his very core. Even better, he was losing weight, and nothing else had changed, so it must have been the new chocolates! But when the weekend rolled around he was out, and he wanted more... He needed more!
He went back to the store and was welcomed, and ushered back into the back room, and woke up on the bench again, with no memories, and with another free box. It felt hard to think too hard about it... or about anything, really. It's free and it's amazing! So he stopped thinking too hard and left.
Over the next week his hair started growing faster, but he'd always wanted to try a manly ponytail, right? So he put it up... higher... higher, yes, now that's a manly ponytail that will sway nicely as he walks! Time to go to the mall and snag some more chocolates!
He woke up on the bench, as usual, but he didn't care. Thinking about it was hard. He took the bag of stuff home and went about his week, eating his chocolates every day. By the end of the week his nipples we're getting really sensitive and rubbing against his shirt, and looking for a solution he found that bag of stuff had a cow pattern bikini top. Huh. Well, it would do the job, and no one would notice, and thinking about it was hard, so he just put it on and felt much better. Off to the mall!
He woke up happy and took his bag to go home. Where was his shirt? Everyone could see his bikini! Well, thinking about it was too hard, so he didn't. He'd figure it out later. By the end of the week he had lost so much weight that his pants weren't fitting, they were so baggy and even too long, somehow! Stupid washing machine, it messed up his undies, too! Lucky for him he found some skinny jeans that fit perfectly in the bag from the mall! Yay! They made his ass look really girly, but whatever, thinking about it was too hard. The problem was without undies that fit, his cock was uncomfortable. Digging through the bags he found a cow print thong bikini. He tried to think if it was ok to wear, but thinking was hard, and it did match his top, so whatever. He tucked his little cock back into it, put the jeans back on, and was looking good and manly with a nice flat front! He put his hair up threw on a baggy shirt that hung off one shoulder sometimes, showing his bikini top, and headed out, hips swaying with every step thanks to his narrow manly waist.
He woke up missing his shirt again, but that's ok, it was too baggy anyway, stupid washing machine. By the end of this week he realized he needed new shoes. His were feeling waaay to big! Lucky! He found some that fit super good in his mall bag! They were pink and white sneakers, but at least they fit and were cute so no use in thinking about it. His socks were all too big, though, stupid washing machine. The bag had some that fit, but why were they were sooo long? And cow print... and missing the heel? Weird. Whatever, he threw them on and just bunched them down around his ankles. It was kind of a hot day so he didn't want to wear pants. He had found some shorts in one of the older bags when he was tidying up. They hugged his round ass and were really cute and short, leaving a lot of leg exposed, but that was ok, because he had shaved his legs this morning, so he didn't think about it, thinking was hard. He left, not thinking to put a shirt over his bikini top, which cradled his growing chest nicely.
He woke up again with a new bag and a new batch of free chocolate, yay! His thigh high stockings were pulled all the way up, now, where they belonged, and as he moved he heard a sweet clinking sound from the little cowbell on the cutest little collar fastened around his neck! He noticed some guys looking at him, but they were probably just jealous of all his great gree stuff. This week he pulled his cow print thong up over his cute little pussy, which, he made sure was hairless and smooth, wedged it between his round butt cheeks. His large breasts felt full of milk as he tucked them into his cow print bikini top. He rolled the thigh high cow print stockings up his soft legs, which he shaved like any man should. The collar was still around his neck, it seemed to be locked, so he didn't bother trying to take it off anymore. His hair was bothering him, today, he just couldn't get it right, so he just put it in a kind of double bun twintail style, and threw on a cow ear hairband that he found in a bag along with the cutest cow print gloves! They matched his outfit so well! But as he looked at his petite feminine form in the mirror, a single clear thought finally pierced the fog in his head... ... ... ... He needed makeup! Fortunately he had gotten some for free in his bag, so he applied a light touch with some eyeliner and lip gloss, just the basics any man needs, which completed the look. He slipped on his cute shoes, and headed out to the mall.
He woke up in a stall and his breasts felt really really full! He wobbled sleepily over to the door, cowbell clinking, and called out. Thank goodness, the clerk from the chocolate store was there! He'd help! Before he could even think of anything to say, the clerk led him to a machine, bent him over and strapped him in. Pulling his top down, the clerk hooked up suction pumps to his nipples, and he moaned, sweetly as the milk flowed out from him, not even caring that the clerk was caressing his sweet ass. The clerk said something about his milk making more special chocolates... and girls? It was hard to follow so he didn't really try. Then there was something about a finder's fee, as he felt his thong pulled to the side and something warm and stiff slide into his pussy, making him moan more as the milk flowed out of him, and he lost track of time...
A week later he was sitting dazedly locked in his stall, happily reflecting on his situation. A free place to live, free food, free pampering and milking, and all the free chocolate he could eat! What more could a man want? He always did know how to take advantage of generosity!
Story Source: @sweet-little-iris
Image Source: Pixiv
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[putting my hands in front of your eyes] guess who it is? me, your one and only bestie :D as always, i'm so glad that my messages cheer you up, even a little. it's always a pleasure talking to you so the feeling is mutual ;) <3
insomnia sure doesn't want to leave the both of us alone huh? 😌 guess we'll have to suffer... *crying*
i mean joy, irene and yeri already had it a week before the comeback so i don't think they'll catch it again this time. but yeah, it's better she takes all the time she needs to recover fully rather than rushing her to come back on stage. health is the number 1 priority. oh? i didn't know about it. i don't wanna get my hopes up because sm is known to deceive the fans but i really hope they get at least another comeback this year. this would be amazing. fingers crossed :)
don't worry, even nctzens don't have the time to catch up with all the content they put out. and, the majority of nctzens i know only focus on either one member or sub-unit and aren't interested in others. so, it's totally understandable. yeah, the choreography is amazing. especially the buffering part. so cute! and yeah, i agree with you on fire alarm lol. this song is a good beginning for the album in the sense that when you listened to it, you're definitely awake and can focus on the other songs lmao we're definitely besties because those two songs are also my favourites out of the album. i mean, who wouldn't like such great songs?
question of the day: what are your favourite rv b-sides? i don't think i asked you about it before. i hope so ^^
[you just received a new package and you decide to open it. said package is a teddy bear. when you press its right paw a message is said to you ] hey shannon, ily and i hope you're taking care mwah
from 🐘 anon
my bestie!!! hi!!!! replying to this a little late sorry about that i've been a little out of it 😫 but i'm doing okay i prommy! i hope you have been okay as well!💕
ohhh yeah you’re right!! i totally forgot about them already having it! yeah i think joy said it during a press interview but they said they plan to release many albums/have many comebacks this year and that they want to be queens of every season not just summer! but you’re right you can’t really trust sm too much but i hope that it’s true!
omg really? we truly are besties <3 and we also have amazing taste! those songs are just so good!! but i really liked the whole album! the live stages have been so good too and i'm excited to watch their studio choom performance later when i have the time!
oooh there’s literally so many i don’t even know where to start! i don’t really listen to besides much in general to be honest because i listen to so many different groups i usually just stick to the title tracks or like i usually just listen to an album once and then never again (unless it's zion.t of course) but red velvet don’t really have any bad songs so all their bsides are great! but just to name a few i really like look, oh boy, sunny side up and actually just the whole reve festival finale album in general!!
🧸💗💕💞💓 aww thank u for the teddy bear it’s so cute <3 i hope you’re well and having a lovely day bestie 💖
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This Week in BL - All the endings
March 2023 Wk 1
Being a highly subjective assessment of one tiny corner of the interwebs. Organized by which ones (in each category) I’m enjoying most.
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Ongoing Series - Thai
Bed Friend (Sat YT, GaGa & iQIYI uncut) ep 3 of 8 - Only one of them is in a fuck buddy relationship, and it’s not King Moon-eyes Husband-material. This show is so damn good. I love it when high heat is used to serve the characters and the narrative, as well as us fans. (In other words, take away the sexualized part of this relationship and the whole story would fall apart.) I suppose we should pay attention to Uea’s rules since they will all be broken. Uea has a bit of a demanding spoiled prince thing going and I’m not mad about it. This may be the most neck-kissy couple ever, I’m so happy for them! Yet another  installment in “Thailand, please get that boy to a therapist.” This ep likely has lots of extras so I might watch IQ as well. Child abuse trigger btw. 
Moonlight Chicken (Weds YT) eps 7-8fin - It was a good last 2 eps, and I ended up actually liking the complexity of the messiness more than I thought I would - disaster queer authenticity isn’t usually my thing. (Japan taught me that lesson the hard way). All in all, a stellar a little offering from GMMTV, in the Not Me or ITSAY vein of “I question whether it’s actually BL but like it anyway.” Full review and rating below.
Never Let Me Go (Tues YT) ep 12fin - The climax was rather predictably climatic (as it were). I love that Chopper shot his dad. Better aim next time, sweetheart? The cousins making up was sappy. Chopper & Ben were fine. Frankly, I’m not sure about PerthChimon’s chemistry, a bit nervous for their series now. And then Kdrama separation nation strikes again. Yawn. Question: Did the cute girl at Palm’s bar ever get her coconut juice? Full review and rating below. 
A Boss and a Babe (Fri YouTube) ep 1 of 10 - ForceBook in an office set boss/employee highly camp rom-com. Babe is a bit too slapstick for me, boss is a bit too creepy, and Book is def over egging the pudding. Well meaning chatterbox idiot is not my fav archetype. Bathroom meet cute? Huh. I don’t know. I don’t hate it, I guess?  
The Promise (Thai WeTV & YT) ep 1 of 10 - Popped into my YT feed so I gave it a try. Unexpectedly good! Phu & Nan are childhood bffs from middle school through college (almost lovers). Phu disappears just after graduation. After looking/waiting for him for ages, Nan gives up and self isolates, and the actual story takes place 10 years later. The arbitrary slapstick elements are unnecessary, disjoined, and rough. The show should have had the strength of its convictions just to be a serious drama. But it’s way better than expected (it’s about coffee, I love coffee) and no need to have watched the prequel miniseries Phupha | Nanfah. Phu’s granny and cohorts are THE BEST. Also elder queer rep. There better be a GREAT reason why Phu didn’t reach out to Nan or I will be seriously displeased. 
Chains of Heart (Sat iQIYI) 3 of 10 - I kind of love Ken’s slightly idiot gay couple friends. (I do love all of the queer family we are getting these days.) They better not betray him! Still, this is one of those shows where, despite his competency, we haven’t really been given a reason to like Ken all that much. I’m not super invested in his grief or his new romance. The captions are BONKERS but the sex scenes are good. I hope LueKen deliver as well as DinKen. Gotta say, despite my grumbling, I did enjoy it more this week. 
Tin Tam Jai (Tues Gaga & iQIYI) ep 1 of 10 - I am not a huge fan of the tsundere seme, especially if they are the older character. But this is a really good cast and for a pulp it’s actually okay acted and captioned. It’s cute. Campy. Old school Thai. I do like a flirty uke who knows what he wants. Lots of very prototypical tropes. Is it good? Well, no, but I’m still gonna watch it. 
Love Syndrome (Thai Sat WeTV) ep 1 of 10 - Terrible subs again. They a hot couple but Itt is a revolting character, asshole rather than brat. Day is VERY sexy tho. This one is messy and rough and will likely involve cheating AND the amnesia trope. I might put it onto the binge pile. 
Our Winter (Thai & Korea YT & TikTok under ThaiMiniSeries) eps 8-9 of 14 - TutorYim are cute. And nice to have decent music with Thai actors for a change. 
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Ongoing Series - Not Thai
All the Liquors (Korea Thurs Gaga & Viki) ep 1-2 of 8 - Oh my God, breaking up with a man because he picked the wrong restaurant for a holiday meal is v relatable, but the reaction ”how can you break up with me before we’ve eaten?” is the best thing ever. I may identify with our baby party boy hedonist more than any other BL lead ever presented. I adore how Korea is leaning into “out gay boys” these days. Love love love the gay bestie. This is on the New Employee end of the KBL spectrum, no bad thing. Not sure about the alcoholism angle tho. Still, this is a fun show! I don’t even mind the crash into me trope when combined with baby is a floppy drunk trope. 
HIStory 5: Love in the Future (Taiwan Weds Viki) ep 10fin (or 19&20) - Not at all surprised that Vincent (Sam? How many names does this man need?) was pulling a double cross, because from the credits we knew the pairs get along. Couple’s necklaces and a sweet make up sequence for the sides. Nice sex scene and manufactured drama for the mains. Ultra cheese fest ending for all including random H4 couple. Full review and rating below. 
Jack o’Frost (Japan GaGa) ep 3 of 6 - The first time sex scene from the past was sweet and well done. That said, a traditional BL romance is not what this story is doing. It’s about 2 people at different points in a romantic journey, one of whom has memories of a failed relationship (and associated baggage) and the other who does not (so is starting at fresh). It’s using high concept to explore this, but that means (this beaning Japan) HEA is on shakey ground. Also, still running a bit low energy for me. 
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It’s Airing But ...
Blue Sky Complex (Japan ???) 5 eps for VR - Kei Ichikawa's manga is getting a JBL adaptation. Weird distribution though, it started Feb 27 sequentially on 360 Channel (SHOCHIKUch) a VR video distribution service. Will inter-fans ever get to see this, and if it’s filmed for VR will it adapt without being overly dark and fuzzy? I have questions. But as usual, you do you Japan and we will wait (im)patiently to see if you remember the rest of the world exists. This is my preferred kind of live action yaoi, so fingers crossed: 
Boyband (Thai) ep 2 of 10 - Stopped airing on YouTube, and only available in Thailand & Japan. Not sure if they’re working a distribution deal or just fucking with us.
Cafe In Love (Thai ???) 10 eps on Ch3+ - Thai pulp, about trying to save a coffee shop. FairyGodBLer came through for me, but I’m collecting to binge just in case. It’s my new policy with the grey stuff.
Destiny Seeker (Tues WeTV Thailand) 10 eps - it’s not on any WeTV I can get ahold of. Bad Buddy the pulp rebirth meets Japanese handsome host club action. Same as above.
Heesu In Class 2 (Korea Thurs unknown, I check Viki Gaga iQIYI) - A gay(er) version of Sex Education. I’m still not sure this one is actually happening.
Finished This Week 
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My Beautiful Man 2 AKA Utsukushii Kare Season 2 
These two have such a great DS dynamic. Only Hira would apologize for fucking and wanting to fuck his own boyfriend, but doing it anyway. Talk about a service top with a humiliation fetish. Sheesh. The masochism is strong with this one. (Since I do not deal with humiliation fetishists well, the cringe factor got to me a little.) Still, pouty jealous Kiyoi is the cutest. [One flaw: The photographer dude should have been played by Kenta. Just a little joke.] 
SUMMATION 
All in all, this 2nd season didn’t blow me away the way the 1st did. It was quieter and more uniform in its narrative and messaging - thus more predictable. The basic relationship misunderstanding remained the same - all about value and self worth and how that’s assessed. The result is a dialogue between imposter syndrome and a parasocial relationship. If these 2 only had the language and framework of BDSM to understand each other, than they would, but they don’t so the story is us watching them suffer for it. But that’s part of the fun. Part of their fun too, I think, as if the fighting and misunderstanding is just another one of their many kinks. An engaging and solid second installment that was so consistent, I’m going to keep the rating consistent too. 9/10 
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HIStory 5: Love in the Future 
High concept of a man from the past traveling to Covid times and getting involved with a spoiled rich kid soon to be CEO that ultimately made for a dull story. Sides were stellar but intentional miscommunication as a narrative driver never works for me. Good chemistry, nice sex scenes, and a cheesy ending (90% of the time) is Taiwan’s BL brand. I expected nothing less. But there is a little part of me that hoped for something more. 7/10 
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Never Let Me Go 
Bodyguard romance where poor boy must watch over rich boy for family obligation reasons. Simple premise well executed with a few bumps that made it feel like it was trying to tackle too much (when it wasn’t). Still, an enjoyable show that benefited from being handed to PondPhuwin who did a stellar job with their roles and chemistry. Is it going into permanent rewatch rotation? No, but a solid GMMTV offering. 8/10 
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Moonlight Chicken 
I enjoyed this complicated little show, even though it’s spectacularly messy gay with lots of shrapnel and authentic pain. I thought EarthMix turned in their most compelling performance to date. But it was GeminiFourth who stole my heart.  That said, the most interesting central relationship was that of Jim & Li Ming, their father-son angst mixed with evident affection made me tear up. This was more slice of life than it was BL, but it ended happily so I’m not mad at it. 8/10 
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Gossip
Apparently Pavel (my love) has been added to the cast of Pit Babe, a Thai BL series I thought was defunked (it was supposed to be out in Jan). So I’m happy. I also put it back on the 2023 tracking sheet. 
Tia51 announced upcoming sampler pack Thai BL My Universe. Normally I don’t report on Thai announcements, as they are pure speculation, but this one is reported to feature 22 actors, 11 couples, 12 stories, and 24 episodes in August 2023. STOP OR YOU’LL GO BLIND. (FB page BLUpdate2020 has a full rundown of the 12 stories.) No MDL listing that I can find. Giving the War or Y peeps a run for their money? Or just epic Thai BL lever pulp-tastic insanity?
New Pinoy BL Stay announced, 6 eps featuring boys who unexpectedly meet in Los Angeles. More here.
In case you missed it 
Jeff Satur is leaving BeOnCloud. Honestly, who tf didn’t see this coming? He just dropped a MV with SHAUN (Steal The Show). Jeff is one of the biggest Thai indies and Shaun is legacy Kpop indie. Jeff was and is always more focused on singing and that’s busted a pair before. Frankly speaking, he's ambitious and doesn’t need BeOnCloud. I’m a big believer in breaking from an agency if you have the platform to go it alone. And just because he’d not repped by them doesn’t me he can’t still work with them, sheesh calm down KP fandom. (Honestly this seems to be my mantra since that damn show aired.) 
Next Week Looks Like This:
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03/08 - Pastsenger (Thai Gaga) 12 eps- Stars Marc (My Gear & Your Gown) and Cooper (My Engineer) both formerly paired with others, in a time travel paranormal that smacks of HIStory 5. Sunshine 90s kid travels to 2022, goes to university, encounters grumpy nerd.
03/09 - Our Dating Sim (Korea unknown) - What happens when two men, friends since schoo, meet again at work to create a dating simulation game together.
03/12 Future (Thai YouTube & Gaga?) 5 eps - Based on a y-novel by Faddest (En of Love - yeah I didn’t know that was based on a novel, either). About, you guessed it, an engineering student and a dentist. Maybe this will be the FOTS we were all hoping for? Fuse (the engineering student) is played by Boom from the En of Love and is kinda the same character (Field). I think we can expect this one to be soft, it’s from the 21 Day Theory people. (maybe March 19 international)
Full list of upcoming in March 2023 is here.
2023 forthcoming BL master post. (see comments, some are inaccurate, NOT KEPT UPDATED)
This Week in Subs of Qua?
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THIS WEEK’S BEST MOMENTS
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I liked this scene in Moonlight Chicken so much I did a whole post about it. 
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Chains of Heart the past relationship. can’t wait to see if they do as well with the present one. 
(last week)
Current Kpop earworm? Peacemaker by P1Harmony (I’m considering stanning this group because their rap line is insane, everyone can dance, Theo is beautiful, and Keeho is an adorable nut job with a great voice. Talk about a boy who should do BL, and probably would without a care in the world. Stop him though, these boys are gonna be the next Monsta X.) 
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