#its sweet he thinks that ig. scary too

[cockkette]

meet the piastris

oscar piastri x reader

warnings - pregnancy, children (is this a warning idk maybe), this is disgustingly fluffy, insinuation of smut, mention of death (as a joke), i think that's it xoxo

face claim - girls on pinterest

oscarpiastri

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oscarpiastri: so excited to see what the future holds for our family and i'm incredibly lucky to share this with the love of my life

comments

y/n.l/n: how could you do this to me

oscarpiastri: ?

y/n.l/n: this is so sweet but now i'm crying and covered in snot

y/n.l/n: i love you (we have run out of tissues)

oscarpiastri: i love you too (i'll buy them on my way back home and some hot chocolate)

user1: i need someone that is as down bad for me as oscar is for y/n

user2: ikr man is whipped

oscarpiastri: have you seen her shes gorgeous?!?

user3: OSCAR JACK PIASTRI THE LAST PICTURE!!!

user4: the gasp i gusped

landonorris: my honest reaction 😋🥰😍

y/n.l/n: 🤔 please stop thirsting over my husband

landonorris: i'm so sorry queen it won't happen again 😔🙏

user5: what just happened

landonorris: she's scary pregnant ☹️

mclaren: we can't wait to meet the baby papayas! (zac does need to have a chat with you about what is appropriate to post on social media)

oscarpiastri: why?

user6: unbothered king

user7: served

mclaren: i give up

landonorris: warming up for my uncle duties

oscarpiastri: who told you, you can be their uncle?

landonorris: 😨😰😫🤢🤮😵

y/n.l/n: wait i feel bad

y/n.l/n: you can be their uncle ig 🙄

landonorris: yes! i'm going to buy them go karts

user8: y/n are you sure this is wise?

y/n.l/n: his emotional vulnerability got to me (also please don't buy my babies go karts)

logansargeant: i'll be their favorite uncle though right?

y/n.l/n: ofc 🩷

oscarpiastri: oh definitely

user9: uncle logiebear!!

landonorris: uncle lan*

logansargeant: you guys are going to be the best parents, i can't wait to meet the little ones

oscarpiastri: no please i've just stocked up on tissues

y/n.l/n: THANK YOU THIS IS SO SWEET I'M SOBBING I BET THEY CAN'T WAIT TO MEET YOU TOO

user10: i can't wait for dad oscar content

y/n.l/n: neither can i

user11: he's going to look so hot

y/n.l/n: HEY! he's mine

oscarpiastri: what she said!

user12: i love them

yourbestfriend: i hope they take after y/n looks wise xx

oscarpiastri: me too

y/n.l/n: they better do i've been the one carrying them around for nine months

y/n.l/n: but also osc is hella cute so its a win win

yourbestfriend: you two are disgustingly cute

y/n.l/n

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y/n.l/n: welcome to the world freya and ruby piastri you are already so loved

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user13: they are adorable

oscarpiastri: the most adorable ever actually

y/n.l/n: agreed

landonorris: wait they are so tiny are they meant to be that small?

oscarpiastri: mate.. they are babies but are you meant to be that small?

landonorris: 😔

user14: gagged

danielricciardo: congrats

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lilymhe: their names are so cute

lilymhe: and so are they

y/n.l/n: thank you bby

user15: i have such bad baby fever and you are not helping

y/n.l/n: you may want to avert your eyes because they are literally going to be my entire feed from now on soz

user16: i don't blame you queen they are too precious

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oscarpiastri: we make cute babies

y/n.l/n: we really do

oscarpiastri: we should have some more

user17: sir it has been 2 days

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mclaren: our future driver lineup

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y/n.l/n: oscar! unlike this i don't think my heart could take watching them race

lewishamilton: congratulations guys

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landonorris: have you got the clothes i sent them yet?

y/n.l/n: yes thank you it was so... thoughtful of you to buy them shirts with your face on

landonorris: they have to know who their favorite uncle is

oscarpiastri: and the best way to do this was through a shirt?

landonorris: correct

yourbestfriend: sending mine now

logansargeant: me too

user18: the whole grid is all so excited for them!!

user19: it's so sweet

oscarpiastri: i think they just want to see who will be the favorite

yourbestfriend: i’m going to spoil them so much

y/n.l/n: you already have

yourbestfriend: well i'm gonna spoil them even more

charles_leclerc: future ferrari fans

maxverstappen1: future redbull fans*

georgerussell63: future mercedes fans**

oscarpiastri: no 🧡

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logansargeant: can't wait to meet them!!

y/n.l/n: they can't wait to meet you either!!

user20: they can't talk

y/n.l/n: a mother knows x

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caption- we send our congratulations to oscar and y/n as they welcome freya and ruby piastri to their family and as we welcome them to the papaya family

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y/n.l/n: papaya girls! 🧡

mclaren: the mclaren merch is on the way

y/n.l/n: only if it's 81 merch

user21: freya and ruby mclaren takeover when?

user22: looking forward the dad oscar content

y/n.l/n posted two stories

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caption- race day !!

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user23: manifesting an oscar win 🏆

y/n.l/n: vroom vroom

yourbestfriend: i'm coming over again (to see the girls)

y/n.l/n: aww i've missed you (so have the girls)

francisca.cgomes: missing you in the paddock

y/n.l/n: miss you too

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caption- i don't think the girls are as invested as me yet 🤔

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yourbestfriend: i'm speeding to get there they are so cute

y/n.l/n: omg be safe please

user24: i wish i was freya or ruby

mclaren: living their best life

oscarpiastri

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oscarpiastri: babies day out

comments

user25: they are 6 months old and are literally living my dream life

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user26: don't mind me i'm just going to find a cliff to jump off x

y/n.l/n: the best type of days

oscarpiastri: especially with you

user27: he's so disgustingly in love

user28: y/n could make anyone act like that

user29: osc is his girl's personal photographer

user30: we love him for that though

user31: we need our y/n, ruby and freya content

yourbestfriend: all three of my girls are looking adorable 🥰

oscarpiastri: my girls

yourbestfriend: know your place x

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oscarpiastri: Y/N!?

landonorris: when are you letting me babysit 😠😠

oscarpiastri: ...soon

landonorris: YOU HAVE BEEN SAYING THIS FOR 2 MONTHS

landonorris: its never going to happen is it

user32: poor lando

lilymhe: hot mama 😘

y/n.l/n: stop i'm blushing and giggling rn

oscarpiastri: damn everyone is trying to steal my girl today 😔

user33: she is hot tho

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y/n.l/n

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y/n.l/n: the dad oscar content you have all been waiting for xx

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y/n.l/n: my husband is so so hot 🥵🥵🥵

user34: no need to rub it in

user35: how does it feel to live my dream

y/n.l/n: it feels amazing 😘

user36: thank you y/n we all say in unison

user37: thank you y/n

user38: thank you y/n

landonorris: thank you y/n

y/n.l/n: get out of here 🤨

user39: never beating the twinkclaren accusations

user40: foaming at the mouth

user41: oscar with his babies i'm going to combust

oscarpiastri: i'm putting the second picture in my wallet

y/n.l/n: you're so cute i'm sobbing 🩷

user42: he's so girl dad

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user43: he's so daddy

y/n.l/n: well yes actually

oscarpiastri: oh-

landonorris: my eyes!!

oscarpiastri

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oscarpiastri: date night (thank you to logan for looking after the girls)

comments

user44: waiting patiently for lando's breakdown

y/n.l/n: my date is so fit 😍😍

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landonorris: WHAT

landonorris: HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME

landonorris: do you want me to cry

y/n.l/n: we texted you...

oscarpiastri: yeah we wanted 2 people to look after them since it was the first time leaving them without family

landonorris: what!?!??

user45: i can feel his devastation through the screen

georgerussell63: he's been bitching about this for so long and he didn't see the message 😂😂

landonorris: leave me alone 🖕

user46: my favs

logansargeant: the girls had so much fun with their favorite uncle

landonorris: 😢😢

carmenmmundt: you better have bought her the flowers

alexandrasaintmleux: you better have treated her like a princess

oscarpiastri: ofc only the best for my girl

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caption: one year of loving you two 🧡

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user47: i think i can finally tell who is who

user48: wait no

y/n.l/n: our babies are growing up

oscarpiastri: maybe we should have another then

y/n.l/n: when the girls turn 2 we can talk about it

oscarpiastri: i guess we will just have to practice until then

y/n.l/n: when do you get home?🤭

y/n.l/n

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y/n.l/n: happy 1st birthday to my babies STOP GROWING THEY ARE GETTING SO BIG I CAN'T HANDLE THIS 😫😫

comments

user49: i'm so invested in the piastri twins i'm crying at their birthday post 🥲🥲

user50: we are witnessing piastri world domination 💪

yourbestfriend: where has the time gone

y/n.l/n: i swear they were born last week

oscarpiastri: they are growing up so fast 🩷

y/n.l/n: i've been crying about this all week

user51: she is all of us

user52: i just know their birthday party was banging

landonorris: the cake was amazing

mclaren: are ruby and freya enjoying their presents?

y/n.l/n: they love them!! thank you mclaren 🧡

a/n - thank you for reading i hope you enjoyed and as always any feedback is apppreciated <3

[bangtangalicious]

nexus (m) part 6

pairing: jungkook x reader, taehyung x reader ft. hobi x reader, namjoon x reader, yoongi x reader

smut: taehyung x reader, jungkook x reader, some hobi x reader

premise: a notorious casino conglomerate took you in when you were young. you grew up alongside their sons; inseparable from the oldest, infatuated with the middle, and engaged to the youngest. after a shocking murder, a detective with a vendetta drags you into unraveling a web of dangerous lies that cause you to question who you trust, and who you love

genre: 18+ slow burn romance mafia elite arranged marriage murder mystery thriller

characters: detective jungkook, heir taehyung, ceo namjoon, arms dealer hoseok, bartender yoongi, doctor jimin, best friend/heir seokjin

wordcount: 6.2k

warnings: 18+ multiple smut scenes, oral (f and m), fingering, sexual tension, like a lot of sexual tension, a lot of subtle touching, grinding, kisses, possessive behavior, tsundere!taehyung, implied bipolar disorder, angstttt, betrayal, light yandere undertones, taehyung gets his first kiss...and some other things too ;) breast play, hella teasing, did i mention sexual tension idk taehyung is hot ok but hes also scary do with that what you will, declarations of love, jungkook tryna be sweet we been knew ig, as you might imagine this sets the foreplay for loads of smut in the next part LOL, its a lot of slow burn build up and evident thirsting over this taehyung okay im not sorry

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“I can’t lose you”

Taehyung’s words haunted you as you stared aimlessly at the tiled ceiling. The hospital room chilly, the smell of alcohol—the sanitizing kind, unfortunately—overwhelming your senses. There were other things you could be thinking about. Namjoon in jail. Jimin dead. Hobi betraying your trust.

But no. It had been Taehyung’s eyes that were on your mind—was it concern? Worry? Taehyung with emotions was a rare sighting. You were practically cherishing the moment.   

“It’s late”

The devil in question sat by the windowsill of your private hospital room, minding his own. Reading. Fingers bending the corners of a paperback novel as his eyes trailed over the pages with interest.

Even in the dark hue of the night, the faded moon seemed to hit his face just right.

“Why aren’t you sleeping?”

“I’ve got a lot on my mind.”

“Go to sleep” His answer was frank, “None of that matters until you get better”

“How can I not think about it?” You snapped. “Namjoon went to jail for me. Because I was an idiot and trusted Hobi. Bet my ass he killed Dr. Park too. I’m probably next. And if he murders me—you won’t get to, Tae”

The corners of Taehyung’s lips curled ever so slightly.

His uninterested eyes steady on the pages of his novel. Not bothering to glance your way.

“Have you ever considered just keeping yourself out of dangerous situations? Whatever it is you’re trying to prove…that you’re powerful, like your mother…that my family wronged you—all it does is show that you’re still their puppet.”

He exhaled sharply, a dismissive scoff that tore your confidence thread by thread, finally meeting your eyes.

“It’s pathetic”

You’d had just about enough of him. Fingernails digging into your palms.

“You’re an asshole Taehyung” You informed him. He shrugged.

“I’m honest” He countered. “And you’re not used to that. You’re used to being babied.” Finally setting his book aside, he walked up to your bedside, kneeling down until he was at your eye level.

“Now will you please sleep?”

The look in his eyes perplexed you. You couldn’t quite tell if he was annoyed, or if he genuinely cared about your health.

Deep down, you knew he was right. Everything you’d done had been to prove a point.

Taehyung rested his head on the armrest. Watching you intently, his eyes tired, dropping unconsciously.

“You’re the one who needs sleep, idiot” You muttered under your breath, letting your fingers run through his soft, wispy black hair. “Taehyung” You nudged him. He barely opened his eyes. 

“Get in here” You shifted over, giving him space. He didn’t question it in the moment, he was probably too tired. He didn’t face you. Kept a decent distance between you both.

You were paralyzed. Aware of his every breath. Aware of the way he shifted himself to get comfortable—you could sense the intention in his avoidance of touching your skin even slightly. His scent was more prominent.

“Do you miss your mother?”

His question was so quiet, you weren’t even sure it was real.

And it occurred to you then, that you’d never thought about it. That you’d never even been asked. In the chaos of your mother’s death, your move to the Kim’s and Taehyung being sent away—you barely even processed anything. All you remembered was Jin being so patronizingly worried about you—convincing you that he was all you needed. That you moving in with him would fix everything.

You blinked wildly. Trying to piece together a coherent answer.

“I liked her” A smile creeped onto his face. Or so you thought, as you turned to see the side of his face—his eyes steady on the ceiling fan. “She’d always get me hotteok”

You watched him. Inspected the mole on his neck. The curve of his cheek. The way his long lashes merged when he’d blink. The way the night sparkled in his eyes. The same eyes that would bend your will so easily.

Young Taehyung would give you one look and you’d give him the world. And he’d known it too.

It was so quiet. But your chest was beating loud in your ears.

You must have fallen asleep despite yourself. Dreaming of Jungkook had become a standard practice. This time, he was drowning. You were him, and he couldn’t breathe. You reached out to him as he screamed for you. He was terrified. Falling. Dying.

Breathe.

You tried to tell him. Swim to the surface. Breathe. Something chained him down.

Your eyes shot open.

It was dark.

You. You couldn’t breathe.

Suffocating you, the cotton tasted bitter on your toungue. You squirmed. Thrashing, trying to grab for someone—anyone. You screamed out, for what it was worth. Scratching at the strong hands that held the pillow down over your face.

Adrenaline surged. It occurred to you to kick your legs. You did.

Suddenly the grip loosened.

Taehyung was on the floor.

Panting.

Hyperventilating.

The pillow inches from his palm.

He was quivering. Eyes shot—looking down as if he himself couldn’t believe what he was doing.

You stared at him. Trying to comprehend. Trying to rationalize.

“Taehyung” His name left your mouth in a more accusatory manner than you meant it to. Was it a question or a plea—you were unsure. He met your eyes, and you saw fear. As if he’d been pulled out of a trance.

“I—” He couldn’t form the words. He receded into himself, moving back until he was as far from your hospital bed as he could be. Back pressed against the wall as he hugged his knees to his chest. His voice was shaking, “I don’t—”

“Were you trying to kill me?” You yelped, looking around suddenly for your phone. Grabbing it you held it to your chest, ready to call for help if he tried anything. You almost wanted to laugh—thinking for a moment that you were safe around Kim fucking Taehyung.

You should’ve known better.

Taehyung’s eyes were overcome with horror. Disgust, at himself. He looked at his hands as if they weren’t a part of his own body. Then back at you.

“Princess” He was breathless, “—I swear, I didn’t mean to. I was d-dreaming, I didn’t know”

You gulped. Your fingers curling around your phone as you tried to think.

Maybe he was telling you the truth. Taehyung didn’t know to lie to you. He was honest if nothing else.

“Come back” You let your voice soften, but your body remained tense. “Go back to sleep Tae”

Taehyung gave you an uncertain look.

You rose from the bed, the hospital gown falling loosely around your curves. Kneeling down, you met his eyes at his level. Taking the pillow from the ground, you reached your other hand out to him.

“Maybe,” You sighed, “Maybe being in a hospital is triggering for you” It was a stretch, but you needed to believe there was something. Something that wasn’t that Taehyung hated your guts. Resented you, and would go as far as to kill you in your sleep because of it.

“It is”

He confessed quietly, still not meeting your gaze.

The pout on his lips, evident.

“You didn’t have to stay”

He looked at you.

He said nothing.

“Why don’t I call Yoongi, hm?” You reasoned, “He can take you home” And then you can call Jungkook and get the fuck away from him.

The phone rang.

Jungkook groaned, shoving his face into his pillow.

It kept fucking ringing.

Knowing deep down it might be the precinct, reluctantly, he put the phone to his ear.

“Hey”

Your voice was an aphrodisiac.

He felt it straight in his chest. Awake, now. Worried, seconds later.

He rubbed his eyes, checking his phone to see how late it was.

“Y/n? Baby, is everything okay? Are you still at the hospital?”

“I’m fine.” You weren’t. He could hear the tremble in your voice, “I just sent Taehyung home. Can I come to your place?”

Jungkook sighed. “Sure. I’ll be there soon”

Perks of having a police vehicle. Traffic was never an issue for him.

Entering the hospital, he noticed Yoongi and Taehyung in the lobby, heading towards the back exit. Yoongi had his hand on Taehyung’s shoulder. Seemed to be reassuring him.

Jungkook wondered what happened. You called Yoongi to the hospital so late to take Taehyung home.

He got in the elevator. He knew what room you were in. He’d been the one to bring you to the hospital, before the staff kindly reminded him he was not family—or rather, he wasn’t a Kim, and therefore couldn’t go into your room.

Then Jimin’s body was found. Duty called.

Three gunshots. He didn’t see him, but the autopsy report was eerily similar to that of his own fathers.

You were waiting at the front desk of the inpatient ward. Signing what he assumed were your discharge papers. You noticed him, eyes lighting up immediately.

Jungkook placed his calloused palm against your cheek. Your eyes were so fucking beautiful it stung him just to look at you.

“You’re okay” He breathed, reassuring himself more than anything. His voice trembled softly into a chuckle as you nodded, covering his palm with your own.

“Yeah, I’m okay” His lips neared yours, not touching, but enough for you to feel his breath scrape against your nerves.

He took your hand in his, and led you out of the hospital to his car. It was a short drive to his apartment. It occurred to him that you’d likely never stepped foot on this side of the city. The streets were narrow. Crippling houses dotted his peripheral—a faint scent of smoke through his windows.

He parked on the edge of the street, in front of an average-sized apartment complex.

“The Jeon Manor” He joked lightly.

You pouted, grabbing his hand. Fingers lacing with his.

“You know I don’t care that you’re not rich”

Jungkook wanted to scoff. But he held it back. If only you knew. If only you realized what could have been his, if it hadn’t been for—

“I don’t care where we are, I just want to be with you”

You brought his hand to your lips.

“Stop” He exhaled.

“W-what?”

“Stop saying shit like that when you won’t fucking commit”

You gulped. His stare was intense as he pulled his hand away from you, running in through his dark curls.

“Jungkook” You reached for his shirt, tugging the fabric towards you but Jungkook’s jaw hardened. He turned away. “Jungkook I’m serious”

“You won’t leave Nexus for me, you told me that. You won’t fight for me”

You tugged harder. He grabbed your wrist, harsher than he meant to. Glaring at you.

You didn’t understand. Jungkook should have known. Why would you? This was personal for you. Running Nexus was a point you had to prove, he understood that. But it was the very thing he needed you to give up. If not, then you’d never forgive him for what was coming.

“I love you”

Jungkook’s eyes clenched shut, almost out of regret. He felt tears but pushed them down.

“No.” He shook his head. Shit. He had let this go too far.

For as much as he’d wanted to hear it, it was a wake up call. The two of you couldn’t be together.

“You can’t”

Then he kissed you. His heart was erratic, breathing too. A desperate kiss, fierce with need. Your body fell limp, melting into his touch. Falling into him because he was everything and all you needed.

-

Somehow, he brought you to his apartment. Kicking the door closed.

He lifted you onto the counter, not letting you breathe—not letting you think, but fighting a sweet war with your lips. You were spinning. Losing yourself every passing second—seconds which passed so slowly as the moment consumed you.

His hands which rested on the sides of your hips, crawled beneath the hem of your shirt. Delicately they explored your skin, rising to the curves of your chest. Caressing your breast, he deepened the kiss, tongue pushing past yours, tangling together.

“Jungkook” You whimpered. His mouth slanting down your jaw, to your neck. Where he tasted your sweet skin and you arched into him. His fingers drawing across your nipples with intention, causing fire to pulse through you.

You could feel him pressed against you, hips locked. Rocking ever so slightly.

Your phone began to vibrate. Jungkook hissed in irritation, backing away as you answered the call.

“Y/n”

Your blood ran cold.

That voice.

“Run”

You could see Jungkook’s eyes narrow at you. The line went dead. You were too stunned to speak.

“Who was it?” Jungkook inquired, looking at your phone. Gulping, you shook your head.

“I-um—just remembered that I need to take care of something”

His fingers hovered over your waist. “Okay, I can drive you” You stiffened as he kissed your neck again. “Or we could go after 20 minutes” His voice was husky.

Run.

Jungkook’s lips dipped to your chest, pushing the hem of your t-shirt up. Leaving pronounced kisses on every inch of skin he could find.

Run. Run. Run. Run.

You squinted behind him. There was an old family photograph hanging on the wall.

Two young boys. A father.

Their suits. Well-tailored. Designer.

Your breath hitched, Jungkook’s fingers slid across your slit.

“I love you baby” He mumbled as his lips returned to yours. “So fucking much, I almost hate you for it”

Two boys. A father.

Two.

“You’re an only child, right?”

Jungkook’s actions halted.

“Yeah,” He wiped his lips, “My mom died when I was young.”

“Any, other relatives…?” You slid off the counter carefully, pieces in your mind beginning to fit together.

Jungkook’s face hardened. Jaw stiff.

“Did Jimin say some bullshit to you?”

Oh God. Jimin had been hinting at some connection between Jin and Jungkook all along. You thought it had been a joke. A way to toy with Jungkook’s head.

That day. After you fucked Jungkook for the first time. Jin saw him. Jin knew him.

What if Jimin had been right? What if he had been the only one who was truly looking out for you all along?

“Did you kill Jimin?” The question had no sound. The air was still. The two of you, frozen in time.

“Come on, Y/n.” Jungkook sighed, “Jimin got what he deserved, but no I did not. He hurt you. He’s insane”

You flinched when he reached for your wrist.

He knew you figured it out.

You stepped outside the apartment. Running down the steps until you were back on the street. Outside Yoongi stood, leaning against the stone wall across the street as though he were expecting you.

“You knew” Was all you said.

Yoongi sighed, “I knew about Jungkook, but I needed to make sure if my hunch about Jin was true.”

You laughed bitterly. “That’s why my mother hated Jin. Because,” You couldn’t even say it. It made you want to vomit.

“Jin is a Jeon”

You blinked back tears. “But, why would he kill his own father?”

“Unless, he didn’t”

“Oh my God. You think…” You exhaled, feeling weak again. Yoongi held you upright. “Taehyung?”

He shrugged lightly, “It’s possible. More believable that a mother sends away the son who killed her lover than a son who simply witnessed something”

You were silent.

“You need to be careful” He made his voice as soft and kind as he possibly could. “I know about Hobi, but I’m honestly more suspicious of Jungkook.”

You nodded. The sun seemed to peak out from the horizon. A new day. A new betrayal.

Then the sound of the voice on the phone hit you. Run. So familiar. Like a ghost.

“Yoongi?”

“Yeah love?”

“Did you call my phone earlier?”

He shook his head. “No…why?”

“You’re back early” Taehyung answered the door, “Figured you’d spend the whole night with the Detective” His bland tone seemed to have been revived. You were too bewildered to care. You pushed past him, Yoongi following behind. Taehyung greeted him nicely. “Hyung”

You slumped into the couch immediately. Hand on your forehead as if it would ease the pounding.

Yoongi watched you, concerned. Taehyung looked to him for an explanation.

“So listen,” Yoongi cleared his throat. “I know this isn’t what you want to hear right now, but we still need to stay focused on pushing Hoseok out. The shareholders will be at the casino this evening for the anniversary gala”

“Yoongi” You laughed bitterly, “I don’t want to—”

“Y/n,” He responded, adamant, “This is what it’s like. You can’t hide just because shit’s hard. You’re not Jin’s princess anymore, you have responsibilities if you want back what’s yours. Taehyung isn’t ready to handle society on his own. He needs you”

A tear rolled down your cheek.

“Get some sleep” Yoongi rested his hand on your shoulder, caressing it gently. “It’s 7 AM, you’ve got plenty of time to get yourself together” His gaze diverted to Taehyung. “Black tie formal. I’ll send a suit for you. Make sure this one starts getting dressed at least 3 hours before we leave—she takes forever”

You let out a sad laugh, knowing Yoongi was trying to cheer you up but failing epically when all you had was a broken heart and impending doom.

Yoongi left, but Taehyung remained standing in front of you. A safe distance away, he simply observed you.

“You can sit you know” You grumbled.

He didn’t react. Didn’t move an inch.

“What’s wrong?” He inquired after a moment.

“Nothing,” You chuckled, “Just another missed opportunity for you to be the cause of my misery.”

“Was it,” Taehyung took a deep breath. Pausing, considering his next words carefully, “Was it him? Did the Detective hurt you?”

His eyes seemed to flash with something you couldn’t quite read.

“No” You stood up finally, “No the Detective is just another lying, manipulative asshole like the rest of you”

You walked past him, heading towards the foyer.

“I thought you loved him”

You whirled around. How he had managed to pick that up, you had no idea.

“I’ve decided I’m done with love” You stated confidently, “I end up falling for liars anyway”

You proceeded to storm up the stairs.

You were woken up by the sound of soft footsteps. Squinting, the evening sun blaring into your room, you noticed Taehyung pacing nervously outside of your room.

He was dressed.

Yoongi must have come by with the suit. It fit him perfectly. His dark hair was styled, tousled but neater than usual. His shoulders were prominent. The tailoring was perfect for his lean figure, and long legs. A gold watch on his wrist. It looked natural. He wore it so well.

Just like his brother.

Run.

“You’re awake” Finally, Taehyung stepped inside your room.

“Get dressed” He motioned towards a dry-cleaning bag that lay on your desk.

“Taehyung,” You sat upright, wiping the drool from your lips, “You look very handsome”

He blinked at you. Then walked away.

If you had any lingering doubt in your mind that the man by your side was in fact, Kim Taehyung—they were utterly dismissed. His Kim colors were shining. Despite his typical cold nature to you, Taehyung was the embodiment of charm.

Stepping into the casino, he had been initially overwhelmed by the stimulus: the lights, the slot machining whirring with bright colors, the crowd. You could feel him visibly tense even though he remained an appropriate distance away from you at all times. Close enough that folks knew you’d come together. Far enough to show you that he hadn’t forgotten about what happened.

The first few people who’d approached you had been friends of his mothers. You knew everyone well, everyone knew you. Taehyung would be quiet, shy at first, but it was that very aspect of his personality that made him alluring. He knew exactly what to say. His observant nature allowed him to navigate the different dynamics, pick up on cues expertly.

The elders respected his aura. The young were entranced by his mystery.

Every person he talked to was ready to trust him with their life. And if that wasn’t a Kim trait, you weren’t sure what was.

The only hiccups would arise when folks would bring up the past.

“Aren’t you two getting engaged?” Mr. Lee, one of Kim Enterprises’ stakeholders, asked politely, “So tragic what happened to dear Seokjin. But have you rescheduled?”

With speedy hesitation, Taehyung slid a hand onto the small of your back, looking into your eyes. There was a genuine passing of emotion, ever so subtle. He spoke, to Mr. Lee, but really—to you.

“In time” He smiled slightly. Looking back to Mr. Lee, “We are still mourning, in our own way”

“I’m sure Jin would be so proud of you”

You felt Taehyung tense at the implication. He maintained his composure, nevertheless, but you could see the turmoil stirring within him. Mr. Lee excused himself, and you turned to Taehyung, searching his eyes.

The mere mention of Jin had been pushing him closer and closer to the edge all night.

“Tae” You sighed, caressing his arm. “Want to take a break?”

“Please” His response was curt, but you could see his other hand balled up in a fist. Jin’s name had such a radial effect on him—one that reminded you that despite his ability to play the social field, he was dangerous.

Taehyung followed you to the backrooms where a younger crowd was immersed in pool, poker, and other debauchery.

“They loved you”

Taehyung merely shrugged. “Play the man, not the game” His eyes ghosted over you, “You taught me that”

You snorted lightly, as you found a quieter spot away from the buzz, Taehyung leaned against a wall, looking at ease.

“Taehyung, do remember how to play pool?” You asked suddenly as the billiard table came into your vision.

Taehyung thought for a moment. “Not really. But I’ll learn”

“Winner makes a wish, loser fulfills it” You challenged him. You really couldn’t help yourself. Being in the casino made you crave risk. But Taehyung wasn’t ready for high stakes, you knew that.

“Fine”

You start off expertly. Taehyung handed you the pool cue, the smooth wood cool against your fingertips.

"Alright, let me show you the basics," you said, positioning yourself near the table with a practiced ease.

He watched intently, his eyes following the calculated movements of your hands as you lined up a shot.

You demonstrated the proper stance, the controlled grip, and the delicate finesse required to send a ball into the pocket. With each shot, you explained the strategy, the physics of the angles, and the importance of precision.

You hit the shot expertly. With a smirk, you put down the pool cue and motioned for Taehyung to take your place.

"Your turn, Tae."

He eyed you skeptically but took the cue, positioning himself for the shot. You stepped behind him, your hand gently guiding his.

You’d never been so close to him. Not since the day you reunited, and he hugged you. And asked: are you scared of me, Princess?

Ever since then, there were oceans between you that you could only dream of crossing. He smelled good, you couldn’t help breathing in his fresh aura. The dimly lit room seemed to fade away just for a moment, and you wondered if he was effected like you were.

"Now, focus," you whispered, your lips brushing against his ear, though you maintained a level of indifference in your tone.

Taehyung's breath hitched imperceptibly, but he composed himself, focusing on the game. With your guidance, he took the shot, sinking the ball into the pocket expertly.

"Perfect," you praised, the ghost of a smile on your lips. "See, you’re a natural yet again. A true Kim”

Taehyung turned to face you, his gaze intense. "Anything I am is because of you”

You stiffened. His words were both a compliment and an accusation. God, seeing this side of him made him even more terrifying, because you didn’t trust yourself not to buy into the fact that he was some pure, innocent version of his older brother. He wasn’t. Kim Taehyung was unhinged. Any second he could snap, and you were on eggshells.

“Your turn” He handed back the cue. A few shots later, the two of you were neck and neck. The ocean between you two drying up slowly with every exchange of banter.

“Done with love, huh?”

You circled him as he lined up his next shot.

“What exactly did the Detective do to make you say something like that?”

You pursed your lips. “Why, gonna go beat him up?”

With a flick of his shoulder, the ball went in. Taehyung stood straight. “Maybe. What’d he do?”

He leaned against the table, handing you the cue as you positioned yourself. “He lied. He betrayed me. And I’m tired of loving liars”

“Didn’t you also lie to him?” He challenged. You shot him a glare. “Why haven’t you told him everything?”

You hit your mark. You missed. Taehyung’s blatant honesty was always unnerving. He wasn’t one to play games. “It’s complicated. I didn’t trust him. I still don’t trust him”

“And you expected him to trust you” Taehyung shrugged blandly. He stole the cue from your hand and before you could blink, he snapped the final shot. “Seems fair”

Taehyung’s last ball went in.

He beat you.

“Well” Taehyung huffed, trying to hide his gleaming pleasure. You almost wanted to roll your eyes. “I suppose that’s that” He looked at you expectantly.

“Okay Kim Taehyung, what wish can I grant you?” Cue in hand, you pretended to curtsy. Taehyung grabbed the end of the stick, using it to tug you towards him.

The space between you vanished. Only the cue between you, until Taehyung pulled it from your grip and set it aside.

There was something unrecognizable in his eyes. He licked his lips unconsciously.

“Well?” You looked up at him, suddenly aware of his height.

His fingers held your chin, tilting your face upward. Except his touch wasn’t harsh. Wasn’t painful.

Taehyung inhaled.

Your eyes widened as he closed his mouth over yours. His eyes shut—kissing you with a depraved delicateness. As if he was drinking your soul like he was the devil himself.

A touch so tender, and yet it seemed to steal away every last bit of purity within you, leaving behind a raging storm. Activating something so sinful—so wicked. All due to the decadent taste of his delicate lips.

He pushed your mouth open, deepening the kiss. And you—you were lost. Still utterly shocked that—Kim Taehyung was kissing you. The Kim Taehyung that wanted you dead. The Kim Taehyung who blamed you for everything—was actually kissing you.

It wasn’t like you’d never thought about it. The two of you no longer had to get engaged, but you lived with the man. And he was gorgeous. His quiet, mesmerizing charm. Enigmatic, smoldering and yet so calm. Who knew beneath that cold demeanor there was a tsunami waiting to be unleashed? 

He didn’t give you an opportunity to question him. His lips felt too good on yours for you to care. The casino around you seemed to vortex—everything spinning: the colorful lights—until you were airborne.

Floating. Dizzy. Afraid to fall but so fucking glad you were in the sky.

His mouth coaxed out your fierceness until you began to feel impatient. You placed your hand on his pounding chest, a light push until he sat down on the bench. You slid into his lap, no longer thinking—no longer caring that you were in public. That there was a room full of people in the casino who could be staring. Taking pictures. Gossiping.

They were all dead for all you cared.

You gasped audibly, a soft moan as he pulled you impossibly closer. You were losing your breath. On the verge of fainting—overwhelmed with sensations. Everything was heightened—everything felt alive.

His hand was behind your neck, the other one on the small of your back. Both yours in his wavy black—cloud like hair.

He pulled away, finally—barely. Catching his breath. His chest rising as fast as yours, offset by his erratic heartbeat. He was nervous.

Was that his first kiss?

He swallowed, uncomfortably on edge. His eyes were dark with desire. An angry kind of lust.

You searched your mind for words. Something to tell him that he did so good. That you loved it—and you wanted more. He was searching your gaze for something, but you were speechless.

So you kissed him again. Because how the hell else are you supposed to communicate.

“Taehyung” Your hands moved to cup his cheeks. You shifted, letting your body roll against his. Grinding against him slow and sensual, letting your movements mimic those of your lips. He was hard—painstakingly so. And he felt so good tucked between your legs. Throbbing for you. Both his hands lowered to your hips, then back up your back as if he couldn’t decide where he wanted to touch you—or maybe he couldn’t believe you were real.

His hold was strong—not rough. Touch intentional but not desperate. He took his time with you as if he had all the time in the world, but was still somehow starved. Drinking from you was his only salvation. You—you were his salvation. And he was your ruin.

He pushed you away, suddenly. You blinked, dizzy from the loss of touch. Sensitive and damp, heart throbbing fast. He didn’t meet your gaze.

“Fuck”

You could see the judgmental stares all around. Rolling your jaw you smirked at the crowd.

“We own this place. I’d mind your business”

The chatter dissipated. You redirected your attention back onto Taehyung.

“Taehyung?” Your voice was soft. “You okay?”

You noticed how tightly he was gripping the table. His head down, looking anywhere but up at you. Eyes wide, spiraling in thought.

“I—” He exhaled, closing his eyes again.

Was he--?

You couldn’t help yourself. You knew he’d despise you for it—but Kim Taehyung already despised you. You weren’t going to pass up a chance to feel him cum.

You shifted his chair so he was facing away from prying eyes. Carefully you snuck under the pool table, clawing at his pants.

His fingers pulled your hand away. A warning glare.

You yanked your hand away, unzipping his pants and letting his pretty cock spring free.

You clicked your tongue. Poor thing was ready to burst.

Licking your lips, you let your tongue glide from his base all the way up his length where you left a soft, sweet kiss on his tip. You slid his tip into your mouth, hollowing your cheeks as you sucked.

Flattening your tongue, you let his cock rest there. Like a dog, you waited for him to cum all over you.

Then you looked up at him.

His eyes locked onto yours—and they were wild.

He hissed, shooting into your mouth. You drank up everything he had to give—and it was quite a bit. He bucked over, knuckles turning white. The bite into his lip released blood with how hard he was trying to stay quiet. You let him push his cock into the hollow of your cheek and spurts continued to flow out of him. You rested your hand on his knee, and his hand covered yours. Holding it tenderly—as if he were thanking you.

You cleaned him up quickly, before returning to your seat, adjusting your dress inconspicuously.

You grinned at him, but he was not amused at all. Still panting.

“Was that your wish?” You beamed at him. He chuckled softly.

“I just wanted to know what it felt like”

It was an innocent intention. Almost heartwarming.

“And, what do you think?” You leaned into him, “Did I rock your world, Kim Taehyung?”

“You are my world. There was never a doubt”

His eyes glossed over. You wanted to melt in his gaze. Unravel. Instead, you were plunged into cold water.

“Fancy seeing you two here”

The hairs on your body straightened. Chills seeping over you at the familiar voice, laced with betrayal.

“Jung Hoseok” He extended a hand to Taehyung, “Pleasure’s all mine baby boy” Taehyung skeptically shook it.

-

Hobi was extremely amused at what he had walked in on. Of course, a whore like you would take a matter of days to wrap the young Kim boy around your finger.

“Nice job leashing the puppy” He muttered, cigarette at the edge of his lips. The smoke wisping past your unamused expression.

“I should kill you” Hobi grinned at your response.

“No need,” He tapped the cigarette ash on the edge of the ash tray. He had brough you to his private booth. Leaving Taehyung for the wolves.

“What do you want, Hobi? I don’t want to leave Taehyung alone too long”

“Why?” He leaned closer to you. His hand resting on your bare thigh. Your dress was so fucking slutty, he loved it. He always loved the way you’d dress to gamble. As if your body gave you an edge—it did. He knew you crumbled rich playboy’s resolve with one bat of your pretty eyes. “Are you so desperate for dick you’d take your lover’s little brother’s virginity?”

You rolled your eyes. “I asked you a fucking question,”

“A birdy told me that you found out about Jin’s daddy”

You squinted at him. “What about it?”

“Don’t you want to know the whole story?” Hobi’s fingers hooked under the straps of your dress, playing with them. “Of the infamous Jeon family? And your mother—the woman who tore down a legacy”

His hand slid between your legs.

“Long long ago, the entire arms distribution business lay in the hands of one famous Korean gangster. Jeon Junghyun.”

He brushed against your clit. Gentle circles while he gazed into your eyes. A wicked grin. Like he could kiss you or stab you in the back.

You latched onto his arm as he lured you towards an orgasm. His face burying against your neck, breathing you in as he continued to touch you. Nothing except your soft whimpers in the air.

The heat from his body infected your every nerve. His breath scalding over your cheek.

“Then there was this clever little bitch” You inhaled sharply, edging forward towards your high. He could tell—because he pressed a little harder.

“Who manipulated her way to the top. Gained favor of everyone under him and took him out with a stab to the back” His hands roamed your body, sliding up your dress. He pushed the fabric up until it bunched up above your breasts which he grabbed at eagerly.

Thumbs rolling over your nipples, he continued “She took everything from him, leaving him and his two sons to rot. But she wasn’t cruel. She let him stay as her right-hand”

Hobi left a soft kiss against your left breast. Then another. And another. His thumb back onto your clit, he licked and suckled you. You gasped—looking at him with big, pleading eyes. Curving into his touch.

“She grew the business. An arms distribution pipeline can be used for a lot of things. She went legit. Bought out other companies with the blood money. Began distributing just about everything.”

He licked your lips. The sensation like that of slowly sinking into absolute, soft bliss. Licking down your jaw, fluttering desperate hisses across your neck.

Then, he slipped one finger in—your face heating at the sound. You clenched around the protrusion and he reached deep inside. Working you slowly, carefully—before adding in another.

His kisses trailed back up to your mouth. His breaths were heavy, swallowing your moans. It was hauntingly intimate.

“Hobi” You pleaded, gripping onto him as you shook. Orgasm sweeping over you like an earthquake. Tremors from your heart to every finger and toe in your body. He was so wildly aroused that he couldn’t look away. His fingers were steady nevertheless, pumping you through it. “Fuck, Hobi please”

“Jeon Jungkook wants you dead sweetheart” The pain from his words pushed you over the edge. You soaked over his fingers, twitching wildly. “And so did his hyung. Kim Seokjin.”

-

The brisk night air bit at your skin as you seized Taehyung's wrist, pulling him outside. People were chattering, smoking cigars, the lights from the casinos madness still polluting the air. Limousines, sleek and imposing, formed a line ready to usher the remaining guests to their destinations.

Waving down a driver, you led Taehyung inside one. The plush leather seats cool against your exposed legs. The interior lit so you could see him in front of you, clear as day.

The light shut. Instead there were light sparkles on the ceiling of the limo as it began to move. The champagne swirled in your mind as you leaned back, looking out the window. The city lights blurred past the tinted windows. Like a rush, you wanted to lose yourself.

Your eyes shut for a moment. Remembering the way the light danced on your fac when you were with Jungkook that night at the club. Yearning for his touch, the look in his eyes when he told you how he felt.

You swallowed thickly, heart in too much pain to go down that road. You looked at Taehyung next to you, instinctively reaching out to touch his face. Gently, you took hold of his chin, coaxing his gaze to meet yours.

Your thumb traced over his cheek. Fingers dancing over his soft, delicate skin. His eyes fluttered close as you did. Teasing the edge of his lips ever so lightly. He really was a beautiful man. His lips looked soft. Devastating, with the way his shaken breath made them tremble.

He leaned into your touch, your fingers sliding up over his ear, pushing his hair out of his face. It felt like you were getting kicked in the chest repeatedly. Every part of you feeling numb but simultaneously sensitive to even the slightest movement of air.

He exhaled. The flow of his breath wavering. Or was it a moan, you weren’t sure.

You were about to pull your hand away, until Taehyung’s over fingers gripped your wrist. He stared at you, pupils wide. It was these moments where you felt like you could see him. His soft, vulnerable side, behind those concrete walls.

To your surprise, he brought your hand up to his face, kissing the inside of your wrist.

His lips softly melted into the sensitive area. Your breath hitched.

It was furiously intimate.

Holding your hand still, his eyes blinked back up at you. Almost as though he were asking permission.

Your throat was dry. The alcohol loosening the knots on your sense of logic.  

His eyes traced over you, dipping down your entire body. The way he sat, leaning so his knees almost touched yours. The leather suddenly felt so hot against your skin. Under his flaming stare.

He inhaled, steady, before leaning into you. Tracing his nose behind your ear. You shivered. His touch making you dizzy. Needy. Quivering.

“You looked beautiful tonight”

They were plain words.

When he said them, they meant the world. Something bloomed inside you. You were spinning and breathless, mouth parting in shock. His lips barely grazing under your jaw.

He backed away, putting distance between you yet again.

-

Namjoon stood in the foyer, waiting for you to come home. The moment the door swung open, you darted into his embrace. It felt like a familiar haven, and he effortlessly hoisted you up, cradling you in a desperate hug, afraid you might vanish if he let go.

"I missed you," Namjoon murmured, pressing a kiss to your cheek before reluctantly releasing you. His gaze then shifted to Taehyung, pride in his voice. "You too. You look great, Taehyung. I heard you went to the casino."

Taehyung's response was measured. "Are you out on bail?"

"No," Namjoon replied with a hint of bitterness, "Yoongi blackmailed Jungkook into letting me go."

Your heart tightened at his name.

"Where is he? I want to see him”

“Absolutely not” Namjoon was firm. “We don’t know how dangerous he is. I have some of my guys looking into it with Yoongi. He sure as hell had been in contact with Jin in the weeks leading up to his murder”

Namjoon cupped your face. “But other than that, it’s over. He won’t contact you. You’re free. I don’t want you worrying about this anymore”

You wanted to laugh at the term. Free. Especially since Namjoon was already back to telling you what you could and couldn’t do.

“What about Nexus?”

Namjoon smiled, taking your hand in his. “Come with me,”

You followed him. Taehyung a few paces behind. Namjoon brought you into the garden. There were a million fireflies. Out of the corner of your eye, you glanced at Taehyung, wondering if he remembered your tender moment in this same spot.

Namjoon lowered onto one knee.

Fuck. It was one of those moments where everything was so still. So quiet yet extremely loud in your chest. He smiled. Eyes meeting yours. Brimming.

“Marry me”

Your mouth was dry. The moisture building in your eyes instead. It hurt, deep inside because your mind took you to a certain tattooed, mean and yet tender man who you had left behind.

“Let me give you everything, Y/n” Namjoon continued, “The papers. The stocks. The business. You deserve it all and I will give it to you. I’ve done you wrong, and I know you aren’t where I am. I know you loved someone else”

His proposal hung in the luminous space. His words echoed in your ears. His gaze held both sincerity and vulnerability. He waited for your response, standing up so his fingers could brush against the side of your face. The fireflies flickered like stars behind him.

“I hope someday, it can be more than an arrangement. Someday you might love me the way I love you. But for now, I wanted you to have the option. I will give you everything, I promise”

Tears blurred your vision, and you took a steadying breath. "Namjoon," you whispered, your voice fragile yet resolute. Suddenly, with the prize standing in front of you, waiting for your claim, you realized how serious your answer was. If you married Namjoon, you were signing a deal with the devil. There would be no going back.

"I need time."

His eyes reflected understanding, and he stood, pulling you into a tender embrace. "Take all the time you need," he murmured against your hair.

You could still feel Taehyung watching the scene unfold. His expression unreadable, he retreated into the shadows.

Namjoon walked you to your bedroom, and you kissed him goodnight. He urged you not to stress. To take all the time and he’d be there, waiting when you were ready. No rush. This is what you’d wanted.

So why was it so hard to say yes?

Jungkook’s face engraved into your mind. Your gut flipping. You needed to find him. Needed to talk to him without Namjoon finding out. Your phone began to buzz. Hope coursed through you. Maybe it was him.

You answered quickly, excited.

“Don’t marry him”

There was no way.

“You’re mine”

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mothers day . ♱ connie springer

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ details + Wc : 2,9k, Plug bby daddy! Connie x fem! reader, written with black woman in mind, idccc connie tanned !!!, connie being a sweet heart 🥹, connie callin the reader hella petnames, snuck in a lil bit of headcannons here n there!! , uses of baby, ma, mama and more, connie sneakin ina lil jokey joke, you/your pronouns used ! (not proofread, forgive me if u see any spelling mistakes.) NS4W + sex w/ some plot, passionate sex, dirty talk, unprotected p in v, oral (r receiving), breeding kink (ig .), fingering (r receiving) marking, missionary, pussy whipped connie !!, creampie and slight overstimulation .

✧˖*° vals note + this was lowkey ass n short (all of my work is) but hey ,, js a lil sumn thats late for mothers day, love everything yall do for yall children !!

its mothers day. the day where mothers are appreciated by children for what their mothers have did for them. you and connie have been dating for a while, only have one child, ava. life is perfect as it is and you wouldnt trade anything for it .

“boy what are you planninggg !”

your glossy lips pout dramatically, a blindfold covering your eyes and he guides you by your waist. “jus’ know its for you.” you suck your teeth, “well duh .. since you plannin all this shit, where ava?” “dont worry about allat, she with mikasa.” a exaggerated sigh fell from your lips, eager to see what ever hes gonna show you. “bae you scarin me ..” he leaves a reassuring grip on your waist and plants a kiss on your neck. “nothin to be scared about, now watch yo step. we going up the stairs .” “cant watch my step if im blind folded ~” “exactly why im here.” you cant help but feel yourself warm all over, his hands cupping around your waist, smooth tone of his voice, his audible accent.

when you both make it up the stairs which seems like forever, he removes one hand off your waist to open the door, “keep the blind fold on til i say you can take it off .” a small “ok..” leaves past your tongue, you fidget with your fingers nervously — connie doesnt do surprises like that ; but when he did, it was scary. “igh..take it off.” “papi, can you do it.. im nervous.” a small chuckle erupts from his chest, undoing the tie behind your head — before taking it off “ready, ma?” he questions you. you nod your head as a yes quickly, the darkness covering your vision fades away ; the blind fold dropped. your eyes adjust to the dim light in the room, “happy mothers day.” your eyes immediately widen along with a gasp. rose petals along the floor leading to the bed traced into a heart with red ballons reaching the ceiling with pictures of you, connie and ava hanging at the end. designer bags sitting infront of the pillows. such as Chanel, Louis vuitton and prada.

your eyes swell up at the scene. “you didnt..” holding your head up, trying to prevent those tears that’s threatening to fall. he pulls you into a hug, “i did. i love you and appreciate you for everything you did for this family.” whispering in your ear while he rubs circles on your back. “i-i love you too..thank you.” “save those tears mama, lets see yo gifts.” he grabs your arm and leads you to the bed. he watches you intensely as you smile from joy at the gifts, thats all he wants. to see you happy in life. “con..! i swear you’re too good to me!” your pretty face beaming, holding up the beautiful louis vuitton bag. tracing over the LV monogram logo ever so lightly. “you like it mama?” “i love it, baby, thank you. so so much !” his polished whites shine in your face from your response.

laying with him close after opening your gifts you catch him staring at you, the longer he looked at you, the more he fell in love. hell, even if you both are screaming at each other out of anger. “you ok..?” — “you're so pretty.” he's so confident in what he says you hate it, it always folds you. he's not afraid of thinking he's doing too much for you, flat out treating you like a princess more than he does his baby girl. he grabs your chin before your could respond and presses his lips against yours, you kiss back. your hand snaking up his neck, scratching his nape lightly with your solid baby pink nails. he tilts his head to the side to get more access to your lips, his tongue going past your teeth, tongues swirling around whilst he holds you still with his hand on your neck. lifting you up a bit to help you onto his lap. he groaned into your mouth as he pulled you on top of him, straddling his body. your tongues ran over each other so passionately, pulling away every other second to catch your breath.

he utters sweet compliments between every clash of lips, he always knows what to say to you. your plush thighs sit on his with your back arched, the kiss only getting deeper, his hands slid down to your hips and rocked them back and forth. you feel his hard on bump on your clothed clit causing you to moan, gaining the muscle memory of grinding ontop of him, you pull away from the kiss at the pleasure. “jus’ like that mama..” soft groans were shared through the room together from both mouths. til the point where he was leaking in his own pants he turns you in your back, swiftly scooting down to your thighs. he gave you a look of consent, you nod slightly, lowering the band of your shorts that you’ve been teasing connie with all day. his veiny hands pull both your shorts and underwear down in a swift motion.

you let out a light gasp at the cold air mixing with your hot core, you push your thighs together from the cold. “aht aht.. lemme see that pussy, keep those legs open ma..” his hand slid in-between your thigh and part them together. he licked his lips before diving in. he spat down on your core, slurping it up almost instantly. he runs his tongue over your folds, his nose bumping your clit — sending a shock wave to your pit of your stomach. “mm..con..” honey sweet moan fills his ears, your hand resting on his head whilst yours grip the sheets. placing sloppy kisses on your pussy, this man was eating you out like it was his very last meal of his life. slurping, smacking, and gulping down your slick, he knows he can eat pussy and tales advantage of it. “fuck..i love the way you eat this pussy papi..” your voice is breathy, more moans are formed and exhaled out of your mouth.

you rut your hips against his face, your juices running down his face dripping onto the silk sheets. you love seeing connie like this — hungry for you. the way he groans into your pussy at your taste, having his own make out session with your folds ; tongue fucking you ever so deliciously. "im gonna cum baby.." you roll your head back, waiting for your orgasm. every lick and plunge from his tongue brings you closer to the edge – god, you haven’t felt like this for while since ava was born. Everything starts to feel tingly and intense, he was desperate for you. “cmon.. make a mess on my face, mama.” Muttered through his messy mouth full of your arousal, you see white spots as soon as the pit in your stomach boils over. “mm shit babyy!” clawing at his dyed hair, shaking legs, broken moans, all that just by his mouth.

he made sure not to let a drop spill after pulling away, he charmingly smiles against your cum stained thighs, giving them a peck. “still with me, mama?” “ yea..” your voice is breathy, and rasp. Recovering from you recent orgasm, “ight, lift your arms .” his hands curve to your back as you do as he says. The shirt going over your head and dropping them back to your sides. “can I” he looks you dead, then trailing down to your laced bralette, hinting to take it off . “mhm” is your immediate response, feeling his slim tattooed fingers clip your bra of your chest. your nipples harden to the exposed surface of the air, “you gon lemme suck em ?” he raises a eyebrow, his tone teasing. you smile at his idiotic comment “oh my god.. yes…” connie hums at your quiet response, “yes, con. you can.” not even processing your answer he latches his mouth on your nipple like hes some type of leech. the warm wetness of his mouth soaking your nipple, whilst his other hand massages the other one — you let out quiet whines as hes twisting and pinching on it.

“imma prep you, ok, pretty?” hes slightly inaudible but you can still understand. he sliding his hand down your bare body, curving down to your inner thigh. connie collects the leftover slick and slides his lubricated digits into you. your walls immediately pulse around him index and ring, his thumb reaching to rub your clit. “oh my god..” shallow breathes escape, his long fingers massage the inside of your pussy, scissoring, pumping and curling against ; hitting all the rights spots. “just like that baby, oh fuck..” once he feels like hes gave that boob enough attention he switches, his mouth latching on your right one. you find yourself grinding on his fingers, the pleasure too much where you have to push your sticky thighs together, your nipple leaves his mouth with a ‘pop !’

“what i tell you ?” his tone hinted a warning , “to k-keep my legs open..”

“then do it, todays all about you. so let me make you feel good.”

he continues his actions with his fingers, simultaneously reaching up to give you a kiss. “think — you can ,, take me?” he’d push his fingers out through the kisses as you keep coming back for more, “yes, i need you so bad..” “dont say that, imma nut in my pants, mama” he rolls his eyes in resemblance of you. “boy pleasee” he gives you another smile before pulling his sweat pants down, you stop him. tugging on his shirt “take it off firstt” “ight ight,,” his shirt lifts over his head and thrown unknowingly in the room — his tanned abs on full display for you, god knew what he was doing when creating him cause lord.. hes so fine. “now ,, can i fuck you?” “of course.” he lowers the waistband to his thighs along with his PSD boxers. his tip slaps against his toned stomach with ongoing beads of precum oozing out the pretty brownish pink slit of his tip.

“ready, ma?” he says with a few strokes with his then — then sliding his girth through your folds. nodding another yes, he slides in. the wetness of your pussy squelches as he slids in, pretty tanned cock disappearing into your heat. “shit..” you head rolls back, eyes brows furrowing at the small stretch. “i know, ma..but you can take it..i know it.” his comforting words ease the pain, with his hand stroking your face. within a few moments he pulls out til the tip is only left inside you. “you think you can take me?” “yea..” “tell me if its too much.” whispering low, but loud enough for you to hear. he’d raise your leg on his shoulder and push back into you, sliding in and back out. making sure his rhythm wasn’t too slow or fast — from watching your facial expressions and body language, he kept his pace,

"mm.. fuck.." moaning softly, he could listen to your sounds every morning, evening, and night. "thats it mama.. " he lowers his head to the level of your neck, nibble and sucking on your bare skin. visible bite marks and hickeys grew one by one, connie loves marking you. he wants to know youre his, he loves you and wants to be there for you at all times. even when you both are on bad terms. the way his shaft disappears into every-time he rocks back into you. pushing out moans more and more, “look at you.. takin this dick so pretty..” he groaned at the feeling of your getting wetter at his choice of words. you wrap your arms around his neck, pulling him inches closer than what he already was to collide his lips with yours. tongues tangling beautifully together, moans, groans , and whimpers where the only thing shared along the soft skin clapping.

pulling away from his intoxicating lips, to catch your breath. he moves back down to your hickey, covered neck to add more. whispering how good it is against your neck “fuckk i miss this pussy..” — “got me wantin to nut already..” “mm..” whimpering as he brushes his tip against your cervix again. he angles his hips at certain directions to find your spot, watching your body language once again. His finger tips grazing over your beautiful curves while thrusting into you so sensually as hes laying kisses on your neck. "fuck papi.. faster.." your body squirms at neediness, just for him to obey your request — snapping his hips quicker then before, not too fast nor slow, hed do anything just to make sure you were pleased, in and out of bed! he loves you too much to leave you unsatisfied. “mm shitt !” you breath hitches on how deep he got, bumping places inside you that you couldnt reach with your own fingers, he watches your boobs bounce at the rhythm of his strokes as you grip on once tightly, those plump lips slightly agape to release moans, the crease between your hips and thighs from having your legs on his shoulders.

another moan came from you lips, the volume of them getting louder as he hits your g spot. “right here, ma?” he softly puts his hand over the small bulge re-appearing every other thrust, “y—yes! don’t stop baby.. fuck im g’na cum..” oh, he most definetily wont stop. your back arches from the pleasure, scratching on Connie’s back for some type of stability, leaving scratch marks he would definitely admire in the morning. “cum, mama. nut on this dick.” more thrusts, clit stroking, and groping away from your second orgasm. connie loves how whiney you get before you cum, your high pitched moans and whimpers is the most euphoric thing to hear from you, letting him know that you feel good. “baby..baby im cu—" cut off by a silent moan, his strokes get deeper then — what you thought — he possibly could get. gushing over his length, a white ring forming on it.

"fuuck.." he slows down to prevent himself from cumming too soon, but still allowing you to ride out your orgasm. your voice is quiet mumbling "oh baby"s, your pretty face relaxed with your lips shaped into an O. "feels so.. — fuckin good.." his voice is pitched, head thrown back and eyes screwed shut, still continuing his intoxicating thrust which feels like light shocks from being overstimulated. he looks down to admire your facial features, he cant get enough of you, not even if he tried. "you like that? this dick fuckin you deep?" his voice is slightly hoarse, "yesyes mmhpp" you cover your mouth with your hand to muffle your sounds, not wanting to get louder. "let me hear you." , he grabs your hand and places it your tummy buldge.

"i-im sorry... ohmygodd.. you fuckin me so good, papi.." your wet sounds from your previous orgasms leaving his lower stomcach sticky. "shit..gonna cum mama.." cant help but feel embarassed from being close too soon, but you dont care. you also want him to feel as good as you do. "fill t-this pussy up.." his cock twitching inside your silk walls, “yeah? tell me how much you want it.” thats one thing he loves, seeing you plead for anything from him, probably one of his biggest turn-ons. “so bad baby.. mhpp! make me a mom of two..” Thats all connie hears, two. "thats what i like to hear, mama.." his pace picks up, "s-shit baby..fuck im cumming.."

his breathing quickens before he lets out a drawn out groan of your name followed by a few other thrusts. letting out whimpers at his thick seed sitting inside you before dripping onto the sheets. soon he pulled out, watching in awe whilst trying to catch his breath. "jus’ wait til fathers day. imma make it up to you." refering to everything hes did for you today, "lookin forward to it, catch yo breath. i ain done." "wha..?" "you head me, imma make sure you a mother of two."

theemrsjaeger 2023 © do not plagiarize, copy, or repost anything I post. 🩶

[the5thcellar]

Well they are in love based off the fact that they are inseparable. Luke is all over her ig likes even ones that were from years ago. Down bad. And the fact that he threw water in everyone’s face to make it clear he was with her. He took the brunt but he took it for her.

According to all known laws of aviation, there is no way a bee should be able to fly.

Its wings are too small to get its fat little body off the ground.

The bee, of course, flies anyway because bees don't care what humans think is impossible.

Yellow, black. Yellow, black. Yellow, black. Yellow, black.

Ooh, black and yellow!

Let's shake it up a little.

Barry! Breakfast is ready!

Coming!

Hang on a second.

Hello?

Barry?

Adam?

Can you believe this is happening?

I can't.

I'll pick you up.

Looking sharp.

Use the stairs, Your father paid good money for those.

Sorry. I'm excited.

Here's the graduate.

We're very proud of you, son.

A perfect report card, all B's.

Very proud.

Ma! I got a thing going here.

You got lint on your fuzz.

Ow! That's me!

Wave to us! We'll be in row 118,000.

Bye!

Barry, I told you, stop flying in the house!

Hey, Adam.

Hey, Barry.

Is that fuzz gel?

A little. Special day, graduation.

Never thought I'd make it.

Three days grade school, three days high school.

Those were awkward.

Three days college. I'm glad I took a day and hitchhiked around The Hive.

You did come back different.

Hi, Barry. Artie, growing a mustache? Looks good.

Hear about Frankie?

Yeah.

You going to the funeral?

No, I'm not going.

Everybody knows, sting someone, you die.

Don't waste it on a squirrel.

Such a hothead.

I guess he could have just gotten out of the way.

I love this incorporating an amusement park into our day.

That's why we don't need vacations.

Boy, quite a bit of pomp under the circumstances.

Well, Adam, today we are men.

We are!

Bee-men.

Amen!

Hallelujah!

Students, faculty, distinguished bees,

please welcome Dean Buzzwell.

Welcome, New Hive City graduating class of 9:15.

That concludes our ceremonies And begins your career at Honex Industries!

Will we pick our job today?

I heard it's just orientation.

Heads up! Here we go.

Keep your hands and antennas inside the tram at all times.

Wonder what it'll be like?

A little scary.

Welcome to Honex, a division of Honesco and a part of the Hexagon Group.

This is it!

Wow.

Wow.

We know that you, as a bee, have worked your whole life to get to the point where you can work for your whole life.

Honey begins when our valiant Pollen Jocks bring the nectar to The Hive.

Our top-secret formula is automatically color-corrected, scent-adjusted and bubble-contoured into this soothing sweet syrup with its distinctive golden glow you know as... Honey!

That girl was hot.

She's my cousin!

She is?

Yes, we're all cousins.

Right. You're right.

At Honex, we constantly strive to improve every aspect of bee existence.

These bees are stress-testing a new helmet technology.

What do you think he makes?

Not enough.

Here we have our latest advancement, the Krelman.

What does that do?

Catches that little strand of honey that hangs after you pour it.

Saves us millions.

Can anyone work on the Krelman?

Of course. Most bee jobs are small ones.

But bees know that every small job, if it's done well, means a lot.

But choose carefully because you'll stay in the job you pick for the rest of your life.

The same job the rest of your life? I didn't know that.

What's the difference?

You'll be happy to know that bees, as a species, haven't had one day off in 27 million years.

So you'll just work us to death?

We'll sure try.

Wow! That blew my mind!

"What's the difference?"

How can you say that?

One job forever?

That's an insane choice to have to make.

I'm relieved. Now we only have to make one decision in life.

But, Adam, how could they never have told us that?

Why would you question anything? We're bees.

We're the most perfectly functioning society on Earth.

You ever think maybe things work a little too well here?

Like what? Give me one example.

I don't know. But you know what I'm talking about.

Please clear the gate. Royal Nectar Force on approach.

Wait a second. Check it out.

Hey, those are Pollen Jocks!

Wow.

I've never seen them this close.

They know what it's like outside The Hive.

Yeah, but some don't come back.

Hey, Jocks!

Hi, Jocks!

You guys did great!

You're monsters!

You're sky freaks! I love it! I love it!

I wonder where they were.

I don't know.

Their day's not planned.

Outside The Hive, flying who knows where, doing who knows what.

You can't just decide to be a Pollen Jock. You have to be bred for that.

Right.

Look. That's more pollen than you and I will see in a lifetime.

It's just a status symbol.

Bees make too much of it.

Perhaps. Unless you're wearing it and the ladies see you wearing it.

Those ladies?

Aren't they our cousins too?

Distant. Distant.

Look at these two.

Couple of Hive Harrys.

Let's have fun with them.

It must be dangerous being a Pollen Jock.

Yeah. Once a bear pinned me against a mushroom!

He had a paw on my throat, and with the other, he was slapping me!

Oh, my!

I never thought I'd knock him out.

What were you doing during this?

Trying to alert the authorities.

I can autograph that.

A little gusty out there today, wasn't it, comrades?

Yeah. Gusty.

We're hitting a sunflower patch six miles from here tomorrow.

Six miles, huh?

Barry!

A puddle jump for us, but maybe you're not up for it.

Maybe I am.

You are not!

We're going 0900 at J-Gate.

What do you think, buzzy-boy?

Are you bee enough?

I might be. It all depends on what 0900 means.

Hey, Honex!

Dad, you surprised me.

You decide what you're interested in?

Well, there's a lot of choices.

But you only get one.

Do you ever get bored doing the same job every day?

Son, let me tell you about stirring.

You grab that stick, and you just move it around, and you stir it around.

You get yourself into a rhythm.

It's a beautiful thing.

You know, Dad, the more I think about it,

maybe the honey field just isn't right for me.

You were thinking of what, making balloon animals?

That's a bad job for a guy with a stinger.

Janet, your son's not sure he wants to go into honey!

Barry, you are so funny sometimes.

I'm not trying to be funny.

You're not funny! You're going into honey. Our son, the stirrer!

You're gonna be a stirrer?

No one's listening to me!

Wait till you see the sticks I have.

I could say anything right now.

I'm gonna get an ant tattoo!

Let's open some honey and celebrate!

Maybe I'll pierce my thorax. Shave my antennae. Shack up with a grasshopper. Get a gold tooth and call everybody "dawg"!

I'm so proud.

We're starting work today!

Today's the day.

Come on! All the good jobs will be gone.

Yeah, right.

[torialefay]

Ooo new dorm arrangements! It made sense to me imo. Ive been a stay for a weird amount of time: started in 2019 and im on and off every other year. I usually listen to bands like ptv, sws, and bmth, uhhh... kinda the music my emo friends listened to in the early 2010s, so i end up coming and going.

Anyways, i remember watching "finding skz" and the survival show back in 2019/2020, and i think it's mentioned that when they all lived in one dorm, I.N. tends to clean up after them, but i think it was implied it was more like "maknae's chores." If my memory is still intact, I.N. everyones favorite roommate bc he's pretty organized and has good style... and he's the youngest, so they can dote on him but also boss him around lmao. Chan was the one most of them wanted to avoid rooming with purely bc he's not only organized, but he was strict on them and their leader, so he had the right to boss them around. They werent all familiar with each other on a personal level back then, just on a professional level, so it was kinda like rooming with your boss in a way lol. His tendency to go naked around the dorm and dote on them probably also contributed to that reason, but it was still really early in their career so they were reluctant to mention anything too """"scandalous"""" on camera. But yeah, those two together fit, especially now, since they've gotten to know each other a lot better and have chilled out.

Minsung together, obviously. I don't see them as clingy with each other as a lot of people seem to think. They're comfortable, secure, and read each other well. They dont necessarily need each other to live, but it's certainly much, much better together.

Changbin and Hyunjin. An emotionally aware person with a really emotional person. Changbin likes to play up his "crush" on Hyunjin for the camera, but i think he knows everyones boundaries enough to know when to reel it back. They seem to accommodate for each other and are still getting to know each other better, but then again, im not at all caught up on everything and dont know any of them personally lmao

Felix and Seungmin... for some reason, they seem both more emotionally attached yet also more emotionally distant than I see stay mentioning. The company's really pushing the "Felix is not human, he's a fairy" idea for a while now, and from an outsider's view, hes very pretty and im sure hes a very sweet person, but it looks a bit... tiring keeping that up.. and Seungmin is known for his "do what i want" attitude, especially lately with his "aiming for jyp" comments, and whatnot... idk where im going with this.... uhh ... well, i think their place is just them chilling. Just dudes being bros and getting a strong sense of being normal guys without the company rules on their image and being casual with each other. "Its not that deep until it is" vibes where they'll do the dude thing and not talk about their feelings much when they hang out, but every now and then, they'll let it all out, but its pretty rare.

you are kinda my life savor anon, coming through with all the hard-hittinf evidence to solidify my thoughts 🥺😂

i really do think the chan/i.n. dorm will work out great... other than innie having to see chris naked from time to time ig. but also, i feel like chris is kinda more respectful towards in??? idk it's just the vibe i get. and to be fair, i wishhhhh we got to see more of strict chris so bad. like when they talk ab it, i wanna see videos so bad. so if you have any recommendations, pls lmk. it's just so hard for me to picture him being scary 😭😂

oh no i agree 100%. like minho/jisung are just chilling to themselves most of the time, but i feel like they are also the type to be at their dorm and one of them is like "hey we got invited to go do xyz. do you want to go?" "not really..." and then they just smile at each other in unison bc it's easier for both to say no than just one. idk idk i feel like theyre just good for each other

oh yes, i'm firmly on team "changbin knows exactly what he's doing." like i genuinely feel so similar to changbin sometimes bc i am truly the same way, but like you can tell when it's a healthy vs unhealthy amount... and i think hyunjin likes that little bit of attention 😭😭😭 i think they're just good for each other

okay so i know felix is our sweet lil sunshine baby, but i just KNOW behind the scenes, he's way more "dude" than what his image shows. like idk if anyone has proof but i just feel it in my bones that he can be lowkey really crude & that seungmin eats that shit up. like i think seungmin probably finds it really fucking funny. bc we've all seen the clips of felix cursing... a lot. i just know seungmin is influenced by it. like 100%. seungmins "i'll fucking punch you".... yeah, those two belong together <3

editing to add: omg omg the emo and pop punk phase will also never die out for me 😭😭 we are one and the same baby. i finally got to see black veil brides a couple of years ago and it was like all of my teenage fantasies were coming true 😭😭

[just-a-floofy-catt]

ANOTHER DRABBLE WOOO ✨️✨️

(The bullet pointed ones tend to make less sense to anyone whos not me so just like, beware that ig lmao)

• Not long after Sun and Moon separate into different bodies

• Things have settled down after the events of sb and now things are running smoothly at the dc w the two of them.

• Sun was never let outside the daycare when they were together

• So now that theyre separate and some rules have changed due to alot of new staff and stuff, hes allowed to

• Hes curious

• Context : hes never met the Glamrocks before due to this, but he used to idolize them. He used to dress up as them and everything and always daydream about meeting them XD. He was just like the kids in that regard lol. He like really thought they were cool and its adorable. But obviously when all the virus shit happened he got too stressed to think about any of that.

• So, now that everythings even better than it used to be, his little glamrock interest starts back up in full swing

• (Also, the Glamrocks have kind of met moon. Just seen him from afar on patrol before, and also may have had an encounter or two w him when he was infected. But they dont know him properly or anythin)

• Sun finds out through the staff that apparently on the weekend afterhours, the band is gonna be having a practice session and run through on the main stage for a new performance. He gets like, super excited and begs Moon to ask if they can go watch, and to take him there

• Moon ends up asking some staff to arrange it and they do

• The glams are like, super curious but also a little put off/weirded out. Mostly cus theyve heard the dcas are weird or annoying (mostly sprouting from how sun can b a little much and moon can b a little scary at times. Their behaviour was amplified w the virus shit, making sun into an overbearing anxious mess and moon absolutely feral. Alot of staff didnt get good impressions from that and so rumors and shit spread alot)

• Freddy is mostly just curious and is just kinda assuring everyone hes sure itll be fine and that theyll be nice.

• Chicas actually kinda excited and trying to also be positive

• Roxy is convinced theyll be weird and childish and annoying

• Monty is also convinced theyll be freaky and annoying

• The day comes and Sunny shows up fully dressed up. He basically tried to imitate the glamrocks and its absolutely precious. Hes so damn excited and a lil nervous and shy.

• The glams spot him as hes bouncing over, holdimg moons hand and practically glowing, and their jaws just drop.

• Hes nothing like they imagined.

• Even roxy and monty immediately warm up a lil at realizing how hard he tried to look like them

• Its the cutest thing. They all think its so sweet

• He introduces himself and is just positively beaming, and a lil jittery. Bro is literally meeting his idols.

• Hes complimenting all of them and the way he looks at them makes them a lil flustered XD

• So they practice and all, like planned, and Sunny goes wild lmao. Whooping, cheering, whistling, everything XD. It makes them all feel a lil more energized than it probably should (he tends to have that effect :) )

• Afterwards, everyone just sits and talks and gets to know one another. Its nice.

• By the end of the night Sun tires himself out from all the excitement and falls asleep in Moons lap.

• Moon takes him back and bids everyone goodbye.

• Safe to say, they made a good impression on everyone and now theyve all decided that Sun must be protected and loved at all costs XD

(AND YOU TOO MOON DONT YOU DARE THINK YOURE SAFE FROM BEING LOVED AND PROTECTED)

(Omg now just imagining there being a silence between the glams when they leave and suddenly its just broken by Monty taking a deep breath and then saying, very seriously, "I would die for them." XD)

(Everyone immediately agrees)

(I should draw that)

• Oh, and Sunny is absolutely still their biggest fan

(Extra detail is that he 100% has plushies of all of them in his room and loves them dearly)

- overall tldr is that Sunny would be adorable trying to dress up like a Glamrock.

[pomefioredove]

hello hello miss dove ! congratulations on your 500 followers :)

if it's convenient for you, could i please exclude lilia and trey (not to be rude to them i just don't like trey and lilia is an old man basically)

i'm not the best with describing myself but i'll try (｡•̀ᴗ-)✧

on the mbti personality test, i am an istp, so from that, i would guess that i'm pretty blunt? idk. i can't really handle situations well, so i practically just go into blunt blank slate mode where i'm just like "you do you ig"

when in the case i am handling the situation with mild proficiency or i like the subject, i can seem quite energized. i always move may hands around or am jumping (i think is how you would describe it? idk, sort of similar to when you're going like |┘^^|┘but up and down and also bouncing like wawawawa)

i am however, easily distracted and procrastinate often. it's not like i do it on purpose but things get boring and i want to do other things but i feel a moral obligations to do the boring things and then i get stuck in that cycle for half an hour (i'm not sure shy, i was told adhd but i'm not diagnosed) i still get straight A though (my mom says i was a stem kid (science technology engineering math))

i <333 sleep but sleep with another person in close proximity is a no no. personal space please and thank you

physical contact?? in theory yes, but actually no

sleep <3

lyney and furina?? i am literally a star trust i am furina and lyney combined that got isekaid to this world (trust)

interest (romance wise)? lyney <3

i am talking too much about myself im sorry

i enjoy video games (too much) like genshin, hsr, twst(trust) pjsk or visual novels, and I have a nice little kirara box from genshin that i made ^^ i like collecting things that i like (cute stuff), watching anime that interest me (cooking anime <3) and food, because food is good, but if i eat too much food i will feel ＞︿＜ and i don't like feeling nasty. baked goods taste good but not too sweet or else the nasty forms. i can also play instruments !! (violin, contrabass, piano, currently semi-learning viola and cello, i can hold a flute correctly)

sadly i get sick all of the time (my friends have said "you have no immune system" or "sickly victorian child" exact words) but that's a lie im too good to get sick (not real)

i almost had a black belt in taekwondo but i didn't like taekwondo so i left (also covid happened but that's not important)

should i also describe myself? i will, but please ignore this bit if you don't need it

im not tall, but not incredibly short (~160cm) i've been told that i have pretty eyes (hazel) but me personally i just think that they look like standard eyes, they do their job well enough (they are not good at their job my eyes cannot see and i need glasses (contacts are scary)) i have very dark black hair that fades into, you guessed it, dark dark brown hair. (my mom once described it as soft black but idk) its styled like gaming's hair from genshin but a little bit longer (i like to think i look very neutral but i look like a female)

my lifestyle i think is pretty normal. i go to school, go to weekly math or coding club, go home and do work, p r o c r a s t i n a t e, sleep repeat until weekend where i life is a void of forgetfulness and then FUWUASHSH!! monday again. in my free time i do enjoy occasionally baking and traveling (japan !!)

oh no its long i'm sorry i rambled on too much :( please don't take this request if you are too busy i don't want you to feel overwhelmed. if you do want to write for this, then i will be dutifully watchin your posts to see anything familiar (‘-‘*ゞ i'm sorry if everything in this request sounds weird, i am not good with my english. please take care of yourself and have a great happy awesome super delicous wonderhoy day !!

-person who loves your work

I match you with 𝐒𝐞𝐛𝐞𝐤 𝐙𝐢𝐠𝐯𝐨𝐥𝐭

The First Impression:

Sebek is... Sebek. He can be a little hard to get through to at times, even if his core intentions are good. And he doesn't exactly leave a good impression on a lot of people... not that he means to. Perhaps it's your bluntness, or your nonchalant attitude towards him, but for whatever reason, he doesn't immediately write you off.

Why He Fell:

You guys will kill me for this but Sebek is a little cutie. A little fanboy. He's also jumping up and down like wawawawa when he gets excited. He has a lot of growing to do, but if there's anything admirable about him, it's that once you're close to him, he will care about you forever. (Whether he'd like to admit that or not).

Though, truly, he admires you. You're obviously intelligent, you're honest (AKA blunt, but so is he), you have experience in martial arts... somehow, he finds himself watching his tone more around you, and shelving his boisterous, over-confident persona.

The Relationship:

No touching, no problem. Sebek is already getting used to this whole "dating" thing (not that he can't handle being eternally devoted to another person... look at the guy), and he might even breathe a sigh of relief when you say you don't have to sleep in the same bed.

Sebek is... protective, and that's an understatement. He loves people fiercely, and isn't shy about it. You can expect lots of attention and worry and care, especially as someone who gets sick a lot. He will insist on doing everything for you. He'll make an attempt to keep you on task when you need it, too, though he might not be as great at preventing you from overexerting yourself (as he is with himself!)

[romanarose]

Leather and Lace: Final Chapter (12)

Santiago Garcia x Fem!OC

Triple Frontier Master List

Chapter 11

Leather and Lace master list

Continue the story with Frankie and Jana in Take Your Time

Summary: For Laci's birthday, all she wants is a weekend at a cabin with Santi and the guys, but she ends up giving Santiago a gift too. Less of a coherent storyline, more of a collection of random scenes of their weekend together, telling the story of how far they've all come. Also: sex

Warnings: Insomnia, addiction recovery, mentions of drinking problems, scary incident involving almost drowning kinda? No real danger with the boys there but still. Santi is a horny teenager. For the smut: PIV sex (you heard me), thigh riding, so, so much dirty talk, so much. praise kink, light dom/sub dynamic IG but theres no rough sex, daddy kink (im so sorry), so much praise it's sickening, fingering, sickly sweet sex idk how it can get cuter, it's practically fluff. protected sex, talk of cum (is that a warning? idk but I get grossed out about stuff so fair warning), food, eating problems, weight, insecurity, potential fertilty problems from trauma but its a brief mention. uuuhhhhhh I think thats it

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“They are going to be like this all weekend, aren’t they?” Will said from his driver's seat as him, Benny and Frankie watched Santi exit the doors of the women's shelter, giggling with Laci as she hung off his arm.

Benny sat in the back. “I love them, but jesus christ they are like teenagers.”

“I think they’re sweet” Frankie smiled, watching his best friend so happy made him happy. 

Will turned to Frankie incredulously. “What’s going on with you lately? Acting all lovely dovey”

Benny kicked Frankies seat “Yeah, I thought being there all summer you’d get sick of them”

Will glared at Benny for mentioning Frankie’s living situation, something they were supposed to be pretending wasn’t happening while Frankie focused on sobriety. He had taken a basic engineering job to give him something to do, something to focus on. Nothing fancy, not a lot of pay, he didn’t want to take the money from anyone who actually needed it, but a simple 9-5. A place to be, a schedule, and it had seemed to be helping. Not that it was a cure, by any means, he was a full time pilot when Rosa was born and his license came under review due to his coke use. Coming back from Columbia, he lost it, but could reapply in another two years. He wasn’t sure if he really wanted to. For one, he wasn’t sure he could trust himself with that sort of thing anymore. If he relapsed and flew, people could die. However, engineer jobs were in high demand, so he took one, and it was helping him keep focus, rather than sit around all day thinking ‘a little couldn’t hurt’.

 It had been Laci’s idea. She had started volunteering at the shelter Jana worked at, and said it had helped her, gave her more purpose. Frankie had been spending a lot of time with Pope’s girl lately. She was sweet, cooking breakfast and dinner for him and Santi, and taking care of them and the Millers when they worked on projects. Of course, her new-found friendship with his ex-girlfriend had lead to seeing a lot of Jana. At this point, Jana was comfortable with Rosie being alone with Frankie, even for over nights, although with him staying with Santiago, it wasn’t exactly alone. But still, Jana came over quite a bit, the four of them and Rosie spending hours together. Frankie never stopped loving her. He always would love her, even if by some miracle there was someone else in his life, but he couldn’t foresee that. Frankie didn’t deserve Jana, he didn’t deserve Benny, Will, Laci and especially not Santi, in his unwavering loyalty. Frankie sometimes felt like Santi only stuck around him from a sense of duty, that last family either of them had left. They weren’t blood related, but the two of them had grown up in Huston most of their lives together, and were as much family as the broken pair had. As much as he hated being a burden to Santi, he hated being a burden to Laci even more. 

Frankie sat on the couch, watching some infomercial when the door opened. He didn’t even know infomercials were even a thing anymore. Laci emerged from the room she shared with Santi, frowning when she saw him on the couch at two AM.

“Hey Frankie, can’t sleep?”

“No” Fish shook his head. “You?”

“Nightmare. Didn’t wanna wake Santi.”

She was very considerate. It wasn’t like Santi had to be up for anything, he could sleep in as late as he wanted, but she never liked to bother him, as much as Santi never saw it as a bother. 

She headed for the kitchen “Hungry? I was gonna make some pizza rolls”

God, her and Santi shared the same braincell half the time, that fucker loves his pizza rolls. 

Frank shrugged. “I could eat”

“Don’t tell Santi I’m microwaving them, he’s an oven purist.”

Laci and Frankie giggled watching some strange add for wearable towels. “Is it bad this makes me want it?” Laci asked, mouth full of the last few pizza rolls.

“That is the ugliest towel I’ve ever seen in my life Laci”

“I’m a sucker for advertising, what can I say?”

There was a pause, and Frankie watched Laci yawn. “You don’t have to stay up with me”

“I’m not” She lied, watching the TV.

“Laci.”

She turned to him. “I know how it is. I didn’t hardly sleep when I first came here. It’s a lot better now, but I know how hard it can be.”

Frankie nodded. “Pope told me you guys used to spend the night on this couch when you both were up.”

Smiling fondly, looking away as she tugged on the hem of her floral PJ’s. “Yeah, that got me through a very hard period in my life. He was there for me, never asking anything in return. I didn't need to talk if I couldn’t, he was just… there.” Laci looked at him, carefully. “I want to be that for you.”

Frankie was overcome with emotions. He wasn’t quite sure what he did to deserve Laci, Jana and the guys in his life. “No, sweetheart, you haven't even been back a year, you have enough to focus on without this old addict's problems.”

She shook her head. “It’s nothing. I’ll just do what Santi did for me. If I’m up, I’ll come out here, and if you’re awake too, we can eat pizza rolls and watch TV. This way, I can have company without waking Santi. This was our special place for a time.” Laci patted the couch and smile at Frankie. “It can be ours now.”

When Santiago woke up that morning, he assumed Laci had already gotten up. He pulled on a shirt and padded out in his boxers to find Laci and Frankie asleep on the couch, Laci’s head resting on his shoulder. Another time in his life, another group of friends or another girl, he might have been jealous or suspicious. But he knew Laci, and he knew Francisco, and it warmed his heart to know they took care of each other. They were family to each other as much as they were for him.

Santi listened to Laci chatter about her day as he walked her to Will’s truck. When she first started volunteering at the beginning of summer, it had been for one hour increments. The first day Santi took her in, he felt almost like a dad at the first day of preschool. He had half expected her to get overwhelmed, to cling to him as she often did, maybe even backing out. But with a kiss on the cheek, she said goodbye and almost skipped away from a stunned Santi, over to where Jana waited to introduce her to the people in the childcare department. Jana waved at Santi, and by the cocked eyebrow on her face, she seemed to be thinking the same thing Will, Frankie, and Benny would tell him ‘she’s not as fragile as you think she is’. 

It wasn’t that Santiago thought she was fragile… well maybe he did… after what she went through? Could you blame him? Sometimes it was hard to reconcile the girl he found all those months ago, handcuffed to a chair, blue lipped and face covered in blood with her hair matted to her skin, to the healthy girl who smiled and ran around parks with Rosie. It was hard to reconcile the girl he thought was dead, who didn’t initially respond to him, who couldn’t even look at him, with the girl who completely submitted and trusted her body to him. The juxtaposition between the girl he had to carry the last leg of their journey out of the woods, whose feet were bloody in the misfitting shoes Benny had found her in the house, who wouldn’t leave Santiago’s presence for months, to the girl he watched happily walk away from him to go help children and family in need, despite her own trauma. She continued to blow him away.

Santi was tempted to wait in the parking lot, but she made him promise to go somewhere. He went to the McDonalds down a few blocks, and by the time he came to pick her up he was fairly certain the anxiety he had been fighting back was entirely one sided. She was fine. Laci asked him to still come in to drop her off and pick her up, still getting used to being alone. Two months in, she was well liked and did good, and Laci had been volunteering longer hours. Santi had shifted from nerves to pride. Here she was, going to therapy, still regularly checking in with doctors and nutritionists, but she still took time out of her week to help children. Every day, he found another reason to fall further in love.

Opening the door for her and holding her hand as she climbed up in Will’s stupidly high truck, Santi followed in after her, pulling out the bags Laci asked several times today for him to remember to bring.

“Hi everyone!” Laci chirped, everyone said hi, and happy birthday. Despite only volunteering for a few months, Laci had been surprised with cupcakes when she came in today. One of the moms at the shelter heard it was her birthday and whipped up the treat for her. Laci promptly began crying, but happy tears. Laci didn’t want anything for her birthday, joking that compared to last year, a regular day was a treat. Santi was not thrilled with her dark joke, and said ‘Well, now that you say it like that, we have to do something’ They settled on a weekend trip, Santi getting a cabin on a lake a few hours out. They’d spend the weekend together, coming in Friday, fishing on Saturday, and head home sunday. Benny had found that the country was having a little concert with a local band, and suggested they all go Saturday night, which Laci seemed excited about. Other than that, just a simple weekend away. Frankie and Will agreed to grill for their ‘gift’ after Laci insisted she didn’t want anything but their presence. “I got you guys all presents for the trip!” . 

“It’s your birthday, and you got us gifts?” Fish turned around to look at her, as did Will as they were still parked. 

“Oh so that’s what you bought” Santi commented.

“I told you not to look!”

“I didn’t! I just saw a charge from etsy on my card statement, I swear I didn’t snoop, baby”

Laci eyed him suspiciously, but went back to the others. “Okay, so everyone remembers Benny’s ‘women want me, fish fear me’ hat right?”

Frankie groans.

“The one fish threw in the bonfire?” Will asked rhetorically. “Yeah I remember”

Benny made the sign of the cross. “RIP to a real one”

“Okay so these are like. A play off of that. And no one has to wear them outside of this weekend, I just thought it was funny. Sorry Frankie.”

“Let’s see what you got, manita” Frankie encouraged.

“Okay, first, for Santi” Laci pulls out a hat and hands it to Santi.

He reads it out loud “Fish want to have a beer with me, women want to fix me.” He glances over to Fish “Well, it’s not wrong”

Frankie smiled. “Women do want to fix you.”

“ME NEXT ME NEXT” Benny was bouncing in his seat.

“Okay okay okay” She handed the next hat to the right where Benny sat.

“Women want me, men want me, fish want me” Benny barely got the words out through his giggles. “Ah yes, the three genders“

“Well, there was one that said they/them want me, fish fear me, but I felt that didn’t really encompass” Laci gestured vaguely “You’re whole thing”

“She’s calling you a whore, Ben” Will called from the front.

“No I’m not!” 

Benny hugged her “I love it, Laci, I’m never taking it off” He covers his blonde hair in the hat, grinning.

“Frankie, this is yours. I know you like your regular hat, but if you can at least wear this for a picture-”

“You got me a hat?” Fish interrupted her, his face so serious, brown eyes wide.

“Well, yeah” She said, finding his. “I wouldn’t just leave you out”

Frankie took his, reading it outloud with a smile “Women want me, the minds of fish are unknowable.”

“I thought it was funny, because, like, you’re a bit of an enigma, but women do love you. It was kinda hard to find one for you, because you are fish in this hats scenario but… yeah”

Frankie took of his ’standard oil’ hat, adjusting his new one with a shy smile, trying to not let his emotions get the best of him. “I love it, Laci, thank you”

Laci smiled, then Will spoke. “Okay hun, lets see what you got for me” he held out his hand for his, then read it. “‘Let any fish who meets my gaze” Will tried to hide his little giggle. “Learn the true meaning of fear-” The stoic, quiet man laughed loudly “Jesus christ, Laci.” He unsuccessfully composed himself to try and read he last line through laughs. “For I am the harbinger of death” He covered his face laughing, a broad smile on his face.

Laci grinned, looking around at her friends all wearing the hat she got them “And this one” Laci pulled out the last one “Is mine”

Santi leaned over to read it, amused by Laci wearing a fishing hat with her white shirt and pink skirt. “Government agents want me, fish fear me”

Laci clarified. “Well, I figure you’re a government agent, and you…” She trailed off, blushing.

“Want you?” Santi finished, taking her chin in his hand. “Fuck yeah I do, babydoll” and took her in for a passionate kiss.

Will, ever literal, chimed in. “Calling him a government agent is a bit of a stretch. That implied the work he did was legal”

*

The evening went smoothly, everyone settling into the cabin and Will firing up the grill on the patio to make baked bean and sausages. They were far removed from any other cabins, so the music was loud, Laci jamming to it.

“Pope” Will said, watching Laci go to town on a guitar solo. “Wanna explain why the 5 foot girl in a ruffled skirt is head banging to Avenge Sevenfold?”

“Hey” Santi raised his hands defensively “This is her playlist”

“Really? I thought she’d listen to like. Matchbox 20, or Taylor Swift or something”

Benny laughed “Taylor Swift? Why, because she’s blonde?”

Will was going to argue, but he shut his mouth, knowing Ben was probably right.

Ben continued. “Laci and I are going to Breaking Benjamin next month, that girl can rock”

Laughing, Will looked at Ben incredulously. “Santi’s letting you take her to a rock show?”

Laci turned around to give Will a pointed look. “Santi doesn’t ‘let’ me do anything, Miller”

“Sorry Laci” Will apologized, then turned back to his brother. “You can’t be drinking, that girl is going to get trampled”

“Laci!” Frankie called, stepping onto the deck, swinging a colorfult gift bag. “I got your gift!”

Laci turned down the music, looking at him. “Frankie! I said no presents!” But she approached him, eyes wide with excitement.

Fish shook his head. “You said you didn’t need anything, not to not get you anything”

Santi smiled, wrapping an arm around her shoulder. “Don’t fight it, munequita, being friends with Catfish and getting gifts goes hand in hand.” He leaned in to see what his friend got his girl.

“Frankie!!!” She jumped up excitedly. “Oh my god I love it!”

Santi frowns as Laci pulls out the ugliest thing he’s seen in his life. “Mi amor, what the fuck is that shit”

“It’s a wearable towel!” It was a towel with four holes in each corner like they had seen on the infomercial they watched together that first night. She put the horrific thing on over her shirt and skirt, making Benny look as confused as ever. 

“Fish, what the fuck?” Benny wandered over, taking in Laci, who was almost always dressed up so cute, in this ugly towel.

“It’s a wearable towel” Frankie said with a smile. They wouldn’t get it. But Laci would.

Laci practically tackled Frankie in a hug. “I fucking love it!”

*

That morning, Santi make breakfast for everyone. Just scrambled eggs and sausage as well as starting the coffee, but an attempt none the less. He didn’t have the kitchen skills Will and Frankie did, but he didn’t want them to have to do all the food this weekend.

All the guys were up, and Santi was leaning over the counter talking to his old buddies alone, enjoying some time with just them. Frankie was teasing him over Laci calling him daddy, something Will decided he’d absolutely never let go, and Benny was reminding them they can make fun of Santi, but no one is allowed to mention it to Laci. 

Will leaned in front of Santi, hands folded together in front of his face in concentration. “So let me get this straight. No sex”

Santi felt his upper lip curl up in a laugh. “No, Ironhead, no sex, but I swear to god we’re all good in that department”

“Yeah man, I know you are” Will grabs Santi by the scuff of his neck, laughing. “Your neck had no less bruises than when you got fucking strangled!” 

The guys all join in on the laughter, Santi giggling as Will touches his sensitive neck, until the bedroom door opens. “Hey Laci, sorry, did we wake you?” Laci looked groggy as she robbed her eyes and padded in, and Santi had to suppress his morning wood at the sight of her in his Fleetwood Mac shirt. It was long enough it went past the shorts he knew she was wearing but god… did it look like she had nothing on under…

“No” She mumbled with a small smile, trying to remind polite despite being so tired. “Jus’ a lil sleepy” she murmered, walking up to Santi who was sitting on the stool, and wrapping her arms around his neck and she nuzzled her face into his shoulder. “Morn’n guys”

Everyone said good morning, and Will offered to make her a cup of coffee. “I don’t know if we have any creamer, but theirs sugar”

A small, loud whine immites from Laci, still buried in Santi’s shirt, before she looked up. “Sorry, that was was rude. That would be great, thank you Will.”

Santi clarifies. “She usually drinks iced coffee from this shop down the street”

“Regular coffee with sugar will be fine, thank you. I’ll survive” She tried to look more excited for it.

“Actually” Frankie gets up and heads to the fridge, pulling out a carton “I brought this” He holds up caramel iced coffee. “I know you liked this sugary shit, and Santi barely remembered to bring the hamber buns, so I got some for this weekend.”

“Oh thank GOD” Laci said, flopping her head back down on Santi, muttering about a hundred ‘thank you’s to Fish as he poured her a cup over ice.

*

“I’m not wearing a lifejacket!” Laci insisted as Benny, Will and Frankie sat in the boat, waiting for Laci and Santi to stop arguing. Well, as much as the pair could possibly argue with each other.

“Then I’m not wearing sunscreen” Santi countered, knowing how particular she was about that. “And neither is Frankie”

“Oh no,” Fish raised his hands in defeat while Will groaned. “Don’t bring me into this”

Laci ignored him, as he wished. “You’re wearing sunscreen, you’re not getting skin cancer. I don’t need a lifejacket”

“And I don’t need sunscreen, so we’re even” 

She pouted at him. Santiago scrubbed his face, trying to hold on to his resolve, but it was hard when she looked so fucking cute. She wore a white two piece, the bottom was cheeky, but she wore the wrap skirt that went with it, uncomfortable with showing that much buttcheek, but perfectly happy with the minimal coverage over her chest and waist. Laci was insecure about her body being so underweight, and her A-cup and lack of ass, no matter how much Santi couldn’t keep his hands off her. She didn’t seem to understand how much she turned heads, thinking the outfit was simple and cute, not realizing how feral it made Santi. The second she stepped out of the bathroom, Santi felt himself getting hard quicker than he can remember since his teens, pulling her into the bedroom of the cabin under the guise of a ‘quick question’ and ate her out, grinding his hips into the mattress until he came in his swim shorts. Luckily, he brought a spare. 

“The water isn’t even deep!” 

“You are barely 5 feet tall!” Santi crossed his arms.

Benny chimed in. “So are you, Garcia”

Will smacked him.

Frankie was tired. “Santi, put on the fucking sunscreen. Laci, wear a lifejacket”

Laci shot him a look for not taking her side. “You guys aren’t wearing life jackets either”

He rolled his eyes. “Because we’re all over 6 feet!” Fish groaned, taking off his new hat before running his fingers through his curls and putting it back on. 

Just like the old days, Santi could easily read her expression. ‘You aren’t 6 foot.’ Laci crossed her arms right back at Santi, mirroring his determined stance, and raising an eyebrow with a small smile. He knew there was no malice behind it, and she knew he only meant well, even if she did feel a little childish. “I thought we were past you babying me”

Santi smiled back, and took her face in his hands, squishing them until she made a cute pout. “I’m not babying you, I just want to protect my baby” he let go of her face and tickled her neck just a bit

Laci giggled, beaming up at him.

The guys all groaned.

Will flopped his head back. “Y’all can’t be doing this all weekend, I’m gonna get sick.”

Laci ignored him too, looking up at Santiago through her lashes, giving her best, sweetest smile that she knew drove him mad. He’d do anything for her when she did that. “Santi,” She wrapped her arms around his thick waist. “It’s my birthday”

Santi groaned, hanging his head. Like the devil who went down to Georgia, he knew that he’d been beat. “You promise you can swim?”

Grinning, she affirmed her earlier promise and went to get in the boat with no lifejacket, taking Will’s hand he extended to help her in, leaving Santi to get in carrying the bag she had brought. Will offered his hand to Santi with a cheeky grin, but Santi smacked it away.

The day was warm, the Florida sun beating down on them, reminding the group why it was called the sunshine state

Santi and Benny had taken off their shirts in the sweltering heat, Frankie keeping his on to not make Will feel out of place for not taking his shirt off due to the scarring on his back.

Laci didn’t want to do the fishing, feeling bad for the fish as they flopped around. The guys had promised to kill the fish quickly to ‘put it out of its misery’ as Ben said. Santi was not having good luck. He didn’t really fish often, that was more Benny and, ironically, Catfish’s thing, the pair of them going out on fishing/drinking trips that Will was certain would end up with one dead. Santi had very politely asked for no alcohol on the boat. The cabin was fair game, but given Benny’s inability to pace himself and the way Frankies drinking picked up since attempting sobriety, Laci didn’t want to worry about anyone drowning. They all happily sipped on the wide variety of pop Laci was sure to bring, as well as the water she made them drink.

Everyone ate the sandwiches Laci had packed, taking a break from fishing and simply enjoying each other's company.

Santi was applying sunscreen to Laci’s fair skin, wondering how long he could keep fighting the boner that was growing in his shorts, when Frankie looked up from the lake he had been peering in and nudged Laci “Hey, look” 

The two of them peered over the edge, Will telling them to be careful and not fall in, when Laci saw what Frankie was pointing out.

“Santi look! A turtle!” She pointed.

But before Santi could look, Ben came shouting “WHERES THE TURTLE!”, barreling to the opposite end of the boat, tipping the entire thing over.

Santi’s instincts went to grab Laci in some vain attempt in keeping her in the boat, but everything went wildly confusing before he even registered he was in water. Quickly, he oriented himself, popping up under the capsized boat. He could touch the bottom of the lake floor, but the water still rose to his mouth. Not taking more than half a second to take a breath, her dove back in, swimming under the boat and popping up the other end, only one thought on his mind as his head came over the surface 

“LACI!”

Santi can’t see shit in the water, not from where he is barely standing. Will spots a ball of white in the water and quickly scoops Laci up in his arm bringing her up into the air where she gasped for breath. She quickly tried wrapping her arms around Will’s neck, clinging to him for dear life as she sputtered for air. Will pried her away, slinging her over his strong arm and smacking her back a few times until she spit up the water that had gone in her mouth.

“Lace!” Santi quickly swam over, trying to stay above water as he held her face. “Baby, are you okay?”

Regaining her breath, she held onto Will’s strong arm for dear life. “Yeah” Laci gasped out, smiling softly to let her know she’s okay. “I’m okay”

Santi wanted to yell at Benny, but he knew that would only upset Laci more.

Benny had gathered up everyone's hats, and luckily the coolers had remained locked up tight. “Fish, help me tip the boat up. Santi, get the cooler since you need a fucking floaty”

Santi glared, but went to get the cooler. Will grabbed the dry box and Fish and Ben got the boat tipped back up. Frankie helped lift Benny into the boat, and Benny instinctively reached out for Laci as Will lifted her up. As the others climbed in (Santi needing extra help, to his grumbling) Benny pulled a towel out of the dry box (the ugly ass towel Frankie got for her) and tried to dry her off until Santi got in the boat. Benny quickly moved aside, sitting on the bench beside her as Santi knelt between her legs, holding her face tenderly as if she would break. “You doing okay? Can you breathe? Does your throat hurt? Is there water in your lungs?”

“Santi, please I’m fine” She smiled, mostly recovered from her little scare. She thought it probably freaked Santi out more than her.

“Do you wanna go home? We can go home. Or to the ER, do you think you breathed in water-”

“Santi” Lace held his stubbled face in return, looking into his brown eyes with an intensity she only used when she really needed him to listen to her. “Look at me. I didn’t drown, I’m okay, I’m perfectly fine, okay?”

He wanted to argue, he wanted to keep doting on her, but he knew he needed to dial it back. “Okay, if you’re sure your fine. You’ll tell me if you feel funny, right?”

“Of course, baby” Laci kissed his forehead.

Will had already started the motor, guiding the boat back to the cabin. 

“Well” Benny said, breaking the tense silence. “This still went better than the last time we were all on a boat together”

Will and Frankie laughed a bit, and after a pause, Santiago smiled, adding “Well to be fair, the boat went fine. It was the whole prior part” Which made the guys laugh more.

Laci smiled back, happy Santi relaxed, but was curious. “What happened the last time you were all on a boat together?”

The guys all exchanged looks; Benny had assumed Santi had told her the story.

“Oh” She said “This is the story about the money, isn’t it? It’s okay, you don’t have to tell me” She knew they were all secretive about it.

Santi wrapped an arm around her, pulling that monstrosity of a wearable towel around her. “I’ll tell you all about when we get home, baby. It’s a hell of a story”

“Yeah” Frankie added “You could make a movie out of that shit.”

*

Laci and Santi took a nap that afternoon. Well, Laci did. Santi held her tightly in his arms, carefully watching her incase of any warning sign something was wrong.

“You guys ready?” Laci called from the bathroom in the master suite where she was getting ready.

The guys were all waiting in the living area where Santi called “Just waiting on you, hermosa”

He heard her come through the door. “Sorry guys” She apologized for taking so long.

Sant turned to look at her and- holy fucking hell. She was, predictably, in white. A simple dress, nice and snug at the waist with a skirt that flared out, flittering around her thighs as she did a spin for Santi who was, also predictably, gobsmacked as he watched the short skirt, thinking about how he’d like to get under it. The neckline is what got him through. Laci was small chested, thus she had the ability to wear deep cut dresses… ones that required no bra.

Swallowing thickly, Santi stood up, ready to grab her and pull her into the bedroom for the second time that day and holy fucking shit when did he become this fucking horny? “Quick question La-” 

“Oh no” Fish caught his hand, pulling a distraught Pope back. “None of that shit, lets go”

*

The concert was fun, even Will had to admit. For being a local band, they weren’t half bad, and the food venders were good too. Will could be a bit of a foodie, and even he gave his stamp of approval to several as he sampled along.

Santi hadn’t stopped doting on Laci all night, caressing her hair and leaning in, asking how she was feeling, despite her insistence she was perfectly okay. Will couldn’t imagine Santi as a dad, he’d out do every helicopter soccer mom there ever was, and god forbid someone or something actually hurt his kid. Will had geared up for a fight after he fished Laci out of the water, certain that Santi was going to yell as Ben, Will had seen that spark in his eyes that was a surefire sign  one of the two hotheads of their group was going to start something. But Laci smoothed his edges, and she was almost as defensive of Ben as Will was. So Santi sat back, dialing his anger in and concentrating on Laci.

Santi could tell Laci wanted to dance.

Santi could not dance. 

“I’ll be right back” Santi got up, and Frankie wondered what got him so suddenly flustered. 

As he came back, refusing to tell them where he had been, Frankie stood up, holding out his hand to Laci, who was sitting at the bench under Santi’s arm, drinking a lemonade in contrast to Will and Frankies beers, and Benny’s weird girlie drink. Boston by Augustana was playing.

“Can I have this dance, manita?” He smiled at her, Laci’s face lighting up as she took it. 

Santi watched her walk away, kicking himself.

Benny leaned in “You gonna do something about that, old man? Or you gonna wait until one of the young men eyeing her like a piece of meat ask her to dance next.”

“Santi can’t dance” Will clarifies.

“Bullshit! I’ve seen you dance with a shit tone of other women.”

Santi groaned. “Not like that.” Santi gestures to a grinning Laci, who was happily dancing in a square waltz with Frankie. “I can dance like…”

Will chimed in at that. “Like a man-whore”

Groaning yet again, Santi slumped in his seat and hung his head back, until he felt Ben grab his hand.

“C’mon, Santi, let’s go” Ben pulled him to stand up.

“Ben, what the fuck-”

Benny moved Santi’s left hand to his waist. “I’m teaching you to dance.”

Frankie glanced over, and started laughing, gesturing for Laci to look at the scene before them. Benny was holding Santi close as Santi watched his feet, Ben yelling at him to keep his eyes up. Will was leaned against the lit lamppost, smiling widely as he laughed at the train wreck before him.

Laci smiled fondly at the pair. Santi and Benny were definitely the most high strung of the group, and between how much they loved each other, how much they loved her, and the demons they both were fighting, tensions sometimes bubbled over, the two of them fighting only second two the Miller boys brotherly bickering. Laci knew Santi was irritated at Ben for knocking the boat over, but refrained from yelling at him for her sack. It was nice to see scenes like this, to see them getting along so well, a reminder of how much they adored each other. Benny looked up to Santi like Benny did Will, and Santi loved Benny like a little brother, both would do anything for each other.

“Hey Laci?” Frankie spoke, drawing her back to look up at him.

“Yeah?”

“I’m really happy you're here with us.”

“Me too, Frankie” She opted to wrap her arms around him, and danced like that until the song faded out. When the next song started, she heard the ever familiar sound of ‘Leather and Lace’ start. Gasping, she lifted herself off Frankie’s chest and looked to where she thought Santi and Benny would still be “Santi!” But he wasn’t there. She looked around a bit, disappointed he was missing their song, when she felt a tap on her shoulders. 

Santi stood behind her, smiling and handsome as ever. “Miss Lacina” With one hand in front of him and one behind, he bowed, then extended him hand to her. “May I have this dance”

Jumping up a bit, she squealed, then composed herself. Laci curtsied, “You may” she whispered a thank you to Frankie who took his leave as the band started singing Stevie Nicks part. 

Is love so fragile? And the heart so hollow, shatter with words, impossible to follow

It was sloppy, it was not smooth, nor was it nearly as graceful as Santi wanted for her, but he didn’t step on her toes. 

Laci gave him a quick peck on the lips. “You did this, didn’t you? The song.”

Saying im fragile, I try not to be, I search only for something I can’ see. I have my own life, and I am stronger than you know

Smiling, he returned the kiss on her forehead. “Yeah, local bands will play about anything when you pay them good money”

“Santi! You did not”

You in the moonlight, with your sleepy eyes, could you ever love a man like me? And you were right, when I walked into your house, I knew I’d never wanna leave

“I did” he grinned at her. “Anything for my perfect girl”

She snuggled up close to him, not caring about a perfect dance, just wanting him close.  “You know, you never actually asked me to be your girlfriend” She teased with a smirk.

Santi gives a little shrug, a cheeky smile on his face. “We’re just hanging out”

“Hey!” With mock offense, she gently pushes him.

Sometimes I’m a strong man, sometimes cold and scared and sometimes I cry

Santi moved his hands to cup her face, holding her close as she pouted. “I’m kidding, muncequita” He pinches her cheeks before he kissed her little nose. “Will you be my girl?” He let go, taking her hand and girl her a spin, admiring her little skirt twirling up to give a peak of her lavender underwear that he distinctly remembers mouthing over last week. His hands settled on her hips. “Will you go steady with me?”

Laci giggled, beaming at him. “Yes, you goofball.”

First time I saw you, knew with you to light my nights, somehow I would get by

Holding her close, Santi couldn’t help but think how much he’s changed for the better. Will always said she softened him, and it was becoming clear how apparent that was. Not that he was completely softened; he had just killed someone for her two months ago, but he was getting her anger issues underwraps. She had helped him with Frankie over the summer, helping his best friend get sober. And she called him a goofball? Him? No one had called him a goofball since he was a kid. She saw something in him no one else did.

Lovers forever, face to face my city your mountain, stay with me stay

Santiago kissed her forehead and sang along. “I need you to love me, I need you today”

Her hand trailed down his back. “Give to me your leather, take from me, my lace.”

*

Santi helped Laci drag Benny into bed, placing him on his side with a trash can on the floor and a water bottle on the counter; same way they set up Will and Frankie, both of who were also drunk off their ass. Santi had refrained from drinking so he could drive them, and Laci didn’t drink, leaving them to take care of the three drunks.

Waiting at the doorway, Santi watched as she kissed Bennys forehead (this move was reserved exclusively for Benjamin) and thought she’d make a good mom. Santi had never wanted kids before. Not that it was an active decision against, but more than the idea of having kids with someone never seemed like a plausible scenario. His job, his life, the way he was, he didn’t think anyone would even want kids with him. Laci was different. She was so, so different. She was kind, she was patient, she was forgiving. She cared for their friends in a way that makes him think she’d only ever excel as a mother. 

Santiago wraps an arm around her, gently closing the door to not wake Ben, and they retire to the bedroom, Santi getting ready for bed first.

Laci was suspiciously secretive as she grabbed clothes from her suitcase and took suspiciously long getting ready for bed.

“Lace?” Santi called as he sat on the bed in his boxers. “You okay in there? Need anything”

Laci couldn’t help but smile and roll her eyes as she heard him. God, what did she do to deserve him? Everything that had happened since her brothers death told her she deserved bad things, and yet, with Santi, those nasty inner voices didn’t stand a chance. He protected her with a ferocity, and loved her so passionately she couldn’t help feel, yes, she deserved everything he gave her, and in turn she’d give everything she could to him. It was a partnership, and she had never felt so whole in her life. “I’m okay, just stay there, I got a surprise for you”

“Ohhhh, a surprise for me?” 

She could almost picture the boyish grin that was sure to be on his face, something that was reserved only for her. Laci looked at herself in the mirror in the lingerie she got earlier that week with Jana, who insisted on buying it for her birthday gift, since she couldn’t be at the cabin due to work. Too skinny, she thought. She always had been, long before drugs took hold or her year being starved, it hadn’t taken much for her to go from skinny to gaunt, it was no wonder Santi still treated her like something delicate. 

Of course, it didn’t help that she dressed the way she did. Laci considered her clothing choices. She often felt she dresses immaturely, pink dresses and ruffles and lace, but she was uncomfortable dressing in what might be considered ‘sexy’. Shopping with Jana, she would tease Laci by holding up leather bra’s or strappy bodysuits that made Laci blush. She wanted to look like, to dress up for what she was about to do. She knew Santi would devour her either way; she distinctly remembers his hands between her legs many a morning, begging for her as she wore sweats.

But tonight was different. Tonight was special.

“Are you ready, Santi?” She called out, taking a deep breath.

“Always, for you.”

She opened the door and Santiago Garcia stood up, flabbergasted. It was no secret that whatever Laci wore had a tendency to make him hard, especially the clothes she wore this weekend, but this was special. This was something he knew she picked out specifically to get a reaction out of him. And a reaction it fucking got.

He walked over to her, the light make up she wore to the dance had been retouched, and the gentle waves Benny had put in her hair still stayed, but to his shame, his eyes were drawn to her body. She wore a bra and panty set, the light pink that always matched her lips and cheeks. It was skimpy, flattering her body type well, but the thing that got Santi’s mind whirring was the mesh. The breasts and the crotch were a thin mesh material, over slightly covered by the flowers embroidered in the cups and panties, but that did fuck all to cover her nipples. 

“Do you like it?” She asked nervously.

“How about this one?” Jana called in the lingerie store.

Laci turned and felt her eyes widen in embarrassment at the damn near contraption Jana was holding up, a leather corset that had so many straps and buckles Laci wasn’t sure which end was up.

“Laci” She said, laughing as she put it back. “Girl I’m just fucking with you.”

Covering her mouth, Laci spoke through her fingers. “Oh my god, is that what Santi wants?”

Jana shrugged. “I dunno, that’s what Frankie always liked” She joked, looking through the lingerie some more, but stopped when Laci didn’t join her. She looked up to see a horrified and embarrassed Laci, and decided to stop teasing her. Jana took her hands and spoke in earnest. “Laci, Santi likes you for you. That stuff” She gestures to the more risque items. “Is more my speed, but he’s not dating me, he’s dating you. Flowy skirts and flowers in your hair and all. I’ve seen the way he looks at you, you could wear granny panties and he’d rip them off.”

Laci visibly relaxed at that.

Looking over to the side, Jana spoke again, “Speaking of flowers, what about this?”

“Do I like it?” Santi sputtered out, approaching her. “Baby, if you touched me right now, I’d cum in my fucking boxers.”

Laci was still nervous, wringing her hands together. “It’s not stupid looking? Everything else was leather and crotchless and it just didn’t feel right and-”

Santi dove in with a soul consuming kiss, like he was trying to inhale her, sucking her tongue before pulling back, taking in her body again. “Holy fucking hell, Lace, jesus christ”

She giggled now. “I take it that’s good?”

“Good?! You’re fucking crazy” ‘Good’ was no where near enough to explain how she looked in that. “It’s your birthday but I’m getting the gift” He went for her neck with gentle kisses, but she lightly pushed his back.

“Actually, there's another reason I’m wearing this…” She looked nervous still, but significantly more relaxed, oddly, after feeling Santi’s aching erection pressed against her stomach, knowing how desperate he was for her. 

Santi watched her intently, dialing back how feral he felt for her.

She continued, holding his strong biceps and looking up at him. “I’m ready”

All he could do is blink at her. “For what?”

The pink on her face was evident, even in the dark room, lit only by the full moon pouring in. “I’m ready” She said again, just slightly more assertive, a light smile on her face.

“Baby, all my blood immigrated from my head to Dicktown, USA the second you stepped out in that, you’re going to need to be very clear with me”

Entangling her fingers in his soft curls, peppered in gray, she kissed his lush lips. “For sex, Santi”

The man was too stunned to speak. “Oh shit. Are you sure? We don’t have to-”

“I know, baby, I know, But I want to. I trust you” Another kiss, to the corner of his mouth this time. “There’s no one I love and trust more in this world”

Santi grinned at his pretty girl in his arms, hands trailing as he wrapped them around her, toying with the material that barely covered her butt in little flowers. “Tu eres mi flor, mi sol, y mi corazón” He kisses her right cheek. “Mi todos” a kiss on her little nose. “Tu eres el amor de mi vida, mi chica bonita” Finally kissing her lips.

“Tu eres…” she starts, trying to think of the right words “Mi hombre guapo?” Laci asked tentatively.

Santi’s smile split into a wide grin. “Oh yeah? My smart girl can speak spanish?” He kissed her again, this time with a need, with desire, walking her back against the wall, slotting his thigh between her legs, knowing how much she loved to get off on them. 

“S-Santi…” Laci whimpered, chest already flush in the moonlight as Santi worked her up, hands on her hips. “Always feel s’good” She tried to focus on kissing him and moving her body along his bare leg, the boxers having ridden up, the thick curly hair of his thigh adding to the sensations between her still-clothed sex.

“Yeah? You like fucking yourself on my thigh, pretty girl? Could spend my entire life like this, watching you unravel and I don’t even need to take my clothes off. You that desperate? Needy little thing.”

“Only for you” She braced herself against his strong arms, using the leverage to work herself up and down him. “Never felt like this with anyone else, wanna come on your leg, please?” She said breathlessly, little blue eyes pleading.

“Oh baby, I’ll never make you beg.” Santi watched her come apart, and knowing how she reacted when she was close, Santi cupped the back on her head, just in time as she threw her head back, the only thing preventing her from smacking into the wall. “Good girl, my good girl, take what you need, use me, use me to come, sweetness”

She cried out, getting close but her pace was faltering. “Please Santi, it’s too much, need you, need you to help me”

The feeling was too intense, she couldn’t concentrate on her own pleasure, her legs were shaking with her approaching orgasm, but that made it impossible to work herself on him. “Laci, need you to look at me babydoll” He coaxed her blissed out face to him, her lips parted and eyes cloudy in a lusty haze.  “Daddy will take care of his little girl, always, but I can’t have you hitting your head, I need you to rest on my chest, okay? Don’t move, can you do that for me?”

“Uh-huh” She nodded desperately, and leaned forward, wrapping her arms around his to keep herself glued to his warmth and his hands moved to her hips, taking over the work for her. She was a doll in his hands, malleable and submissive, but he only used that to bring her pleasure. “Be good for you”

“Good girl” He kissed the top of her blonde head. “I got you, munequita, just relax, focus on the feeling, focus on me” Santiago guides her as she remains tightly nestled in his firm chest. “Think about how good it feels, how wet you are, how sexy you look in that underwear, fuck! Fuck baby, you look so fucking good.”

Tears were brimming in her eyes, her body felt hot and flushed as her core tightened sharply. “I'm your pretty girl” She whimpered, so close to the edge.

Santi beamed; his face buried in her hair. “Yeah you are, you’re my pretty girl, say it again"

"I'm your pretty girl, Santiago, your pretty baby"

Her thighs clenched around him, nails digging into his skin and it was a good thing everyone else was out cold, because Laci shouted his name. He held her close, wrapping both arms around her as she continued to wriggle against him, prolonging her orgasm in the throws of the pleasure he had given her. “That’s it, let go, let me hear those pretty sounds”

With one last whine, she slumped against him, feeling soft and relaxed the way Santi always made her feel. 

“Jesus, Lace” Santi peaked at his watch. “You came in less than five minuets.” he grinned at her. “New record.”

“Did I do good?” Laci, to Santi’s delight, kept wriggling on his thigh, looking up at his, so doe-eyed, so eager. “Wanna make you feel good” She cupped his face, giving him a deep kiss, running her tongue over his lips. “Do I deserve it? Do I deserve you? Please, wanna feel you inside me, want you to claim me” She continued rutting against him. “Want you to make me yours, ruin me so no other man could ever be good enough.”

Fucking hell, he loved when she got like this, when she acted like he was something she had to earn. He said he wouldn’t make her beg, but when she did it on her own volition…

Santi scooped her up, knees be damned, carfully craddling her as he laid her down and- fuck.

“What’s wrong?” Laci saw his hesitation.

“You’re not on birth control, are you?”

She shook her head.

Santi signed, taking all his restraint to not tear apart the flimsy material of her underwear. “I don’t have a condom”

Laci desperately pawed at him, clutching him to her, not wanting his warmth to leave. “Santi, it’ll be fine” A flicker of embarrassment came across her face and she dodged her eyes, looking distant. “Everything cleared up, I promise. I wouldn’t have done anything with you if it hadn’t”

Santi realized what she was worried about. “No! No, baby, I know, I’m not worried about that.”

“It’ll be fine once, Santi, I don’t even know if I can get pregnant“ She was aware that bringing up her trauma wasn’t the sexiest thing.

Santi shook his head. “You’ve been through so much, an unplanned pregnancy would just-”

Laci’s face lit up “I know! Benny!” She exclaimed, scrambling out from under Santiago and pulling the top sheet over her shoulders.

“Laci, what-” But she was out the door, surprisingly bold in her compromising attire barely covered by the sheet. She must really be desperate for it.

She crept into Benny’s room, gently nudging him awake. “Ben. Bennnyyyyy” 

“HM?!” Benny jolts awake, still very drunk. “What’s going on?”

“Benny” She leans over, whispering still. “Do you have a condom?”

A wide, sleepy grin splits across his face. “Aw shiiiit, y’all finally doing it”

Laci returns the grin and nods.

Pointing to the wallet on his bedside, Benny lays back down. “In my wallet, it’s XXXXXXXXXL so I dunno if it’s work for Santi” he jokes, awfully proud of himself. 

Laci grabs what she’s after, kisses Benny’s head, and scampers out the door as Ben mutters something about ‘crazy kids’

“Got it!” She skips in, nearly tackling Santi in a kiss as they roll around on the bed. 

“I hope Benny doesn’t remember this in the morning” Santi mutters between sweaty, wet kisses.

“Santi, please?” 

“So fucking desperate.” He licked a straight line from her collar bone up to her jaw, groping at her tits. “Wanna taste you first”

He feels her shake her head against him. “Just want you, please, I’m ready, I need you, need you inside me”

“Lace-”

She pulled back, pouting. “You said you’d never make me beg”

How could he say no to that? “Can I open you up first? Get you ready to take me? I’ll give you every inch, I promise, Muñequita”

“Okay.” She begins sucking into his neck, giving the bruises Will had earlier remarked on.

Sliding off her underwear, Santi’s rough fingers feel her slicked up core, and he smiled a shit-eating grin. “God damn, all that cum on my leg and you’re still dripping”

Laci smiled, but was in no mood to fuck around, bucking her hips up, before Santi pinned her down with one hand. “Patience, mi vida.” His voice is low and close to her ear before she feels two fingers tap at her lips. “Get them nice and wet for me” With a nip at her collar. “Not that you need it”

When he felt she was accustomed to his fingers, he slowed down, asking gently as he looked her in the eyes. “Would you like to be on top, so you can control the pace, my love?”

Laci thought about this. “Can I start on top, then switched?”

Santi nodded, eyes shining with love. “Of course, baby girl, anything you want.”

Clothes fully off, Santi sat up against the bed frame as Laci knelt before him, straddling his hips as Santi gently kissed her. “I have to ask, one more time… You don’t have to do this because we danced together, or this trip…”

Laci kissed him. “We don’t have to do this because of the trip, or any of the nice dates you take me on, because you take care of me, or you saved me, or because you give me the best orgasms of my life. I want to do this because I love you, I know I’m safe with you, and I trust you to protect me and make me feel good.” She assured him, hands in his hair again and she raised her hips up.

“My good girl, my brave girl, my pretty baby, mi amor” Santi’s lips took her in for a kiss, feeling her inhale as she sank down on him, carefully but not slow. He had prepared her, and she really was ready for him. He groaned, feeling her warmth envelope him, tight and hot and wet, everything she had felt on his fingers but tenfold on his cock. Fucing hell, he was so worked up by this point he had to actively concentrate on not coming. “You okay, baby?”

Laci was enraptured. She fell so full with him inside her, so secure in his arms, and so, fucking, good. “Great, Santiago, you feel so good, so fucking perfect” She began to rock her hips, when Santi hissed, eyes clenched tight and he firmly held her still. “What’s wrong baby?” She asked, hands touching his face, suddenly very concerned. He looked in pain.

Santi shook his head. “Nothin. Just… sit still for a minuet.”

“Why-”

“I’m trying not to blow my load inside you right now” He grunted, taking calming breaths.

A wide, cheeky grin came across her face, and suddenly she wanted nothing more than for Santi to come. Tentatively, she moved on him, and his grip harshed.

His large brown eyes opened. “Lacina…” he said sternly, a warning in his tone.

But all she could do was giggle as she continued moving.

“Fucking brat” Santi leaned over, effectivly switching positions from a giggling Laci straddling him, to make her lay down. The last bit of his resolve falters, and after months of dreaming about it, he begins fucking into her at a punishing pace. “Give me a color, Laci” He checks in, just to be sure.

“Green! Fuck, harder, please? Fuck Santiago, you’re so fucking deep”

Santi leans back, watching himself disappear inside her. “Fucking hell baby, you’re doing to good, can’t believe you’re taking me so well when you’re this fucking tight.”

Her hands tug on his dark and light hair, spurring him on. “Wanted you inside me for so long, you always take care of me, wanna be yours want to make you feel good, daddy”

He kissed the litany of scares sporadically littered across the fair skin, landing on the one on her forehead she always tried to cover with her long bangs. “Always feel so good with you, always. You make me so fucking happy, never been happier than I am with you.” He felt her tightening again and concentrated him hands on giving her more pleasure. “You gonna come again? So soon? Gonna come on my cock?”

“Uh huh” She nods, giggling and smiles melted into a girl on the verge of orgasm, fucked out and sweaty, but ever pretty. “Make me come, please, wanna squeeze your cock when I come, wanna make a mess all over you.”

He felt her fluttering around him, a familiar feeling on his fingers she was about to spill over. “Come for me sweet girl, you earned it. Say my name when you come, fucking say it.”

“SANTI!” She met his eyes as she shouted before it all became tied in with a moan, her legs shaking from orgasm number two. “Thank you, thank you daddy, thank you, thank you.”

His own release had his vision blurring and his hips sputtered, spilling into the condom as he collapsed onto her breathless form. Santi moved to eat her out, determined to give her a third on his mouth, but he felt her grab him.

“You okay, Laci?”

“Yeah” She breathed out, smiling. “M’just too sensitive for another one, is that okay?”

“It’s always okay, pretty girl, always. Lemme get you cleaned up.”

She held onto him. “Can we just lay here for a while? Wanna be close to you”

Santi hoisted her up, draping her over him to lay atop his chest like she used to when they kissed on the couch late at night. He noticed her shiver, the layer of sweat getting cold as the cabin air conditioner blew over them. Santiago pulled the blanket over them. “I love you, Lacina Dumas”

“I love you, Santiago Garcia” She replied sleepily. He had a feeling she was going to be out cold in a few minuets, but he had no problem getting her settled in bed while she slept.

Just before he thought she was asleep, she spoke again, barely awake. “Santi?”

“Yeah Lace?”

“Is Frankie gonna be okay? Benny?”

Fuck, how long had she been worrying about them?

He held her close, kissing her soft blonde hair. “Yeah Lace, they’ll be okay. Might take some time, but I think everyone is gonna be as happy as we are.”

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Wow. Okay. It's real a trip guys.

When I posted the sneak peak into chapter 1 months ago, I didn't think anyone would be interested. and yet, here you all are!!!! I love you all, thank you for joining me on this ride. Laci is very special to me, and this has been a journey. I love exploring her and the guys, getting to know Jana, meeting Lorelei etc. Please let me know your thoughts! This chapter took forever to write!

Comment here if you'd like to be tagged in chapter 1 of Frankies story set in this same universe: Take Your Time, which will start after I get Sunshine, Starlight, Sweetheart, Brightside finished.

Frankie’s story starts here, Take Your Time

Also comment if you’d like to continue getting updates for occasional one shots. I have a Valentine’s Day fic planned, and although santi and lacis story will continue through the eyes of the others, I want their big events (I.e. wedding) to have short one shots, so those who don’t want to read the others stories can still keep up with our two fav horny teenagers

Also coming up if you like The Card Counter, my story Black with OCD!William Tell and Autistic!OC

And huuugggeeeeee shout out to my love, @welcometostayingawake for helping me with outfits, for brainstorming developing Jana, and all around being so enthusiatic about something so important to me, always being willing to talk about these guys <3

(p.s. i hope the smut was worth it. I know I edged your for 12 chapters and like. 5 bonus chapters.)

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Get to know me tag 🤍

omg I'm SO late but thank you @perotovar for tagging me 🫶🏻

1. Were you named after anyone?

Nope. My mom almost made my middle name the same as my dad's but backwards (which is a common enough name on its own) but when he found out why he made her change it because he hates his middle name lmao

2. When was the last time you cried?

Literally over a tik tok a few hours ago, a dad was brushing his older daughter's hair (like older teens I think?) and telling her that she's beautiful because she was saying her hairline looked weird and it was just so sweet

3. Do you have kids?

I do not, but I do want to have at least one! I'm stressed about being pregnant though, and the economy is not kid or house friendly rn, so that's a couple years in the future

4. What sports do you play/have played?

I played little league baseball, and then dabbled in tennis, and now I play disc golf just casually with friends and family. I really want to get into pickle ball though.

5. Do you use sarcasm?

Never.

6. What’s the first thing you notice about people?

Hair

7. What’s your eye color?

Dull ass blue

8. Scary movies or happy endings?

I actually haven't watched a scary movie in years because I had a panic attack watching Doctor Sleep and am too scared to revisit, but I used to LOVE them. Happy endings for me now ig

9. Any talents?

I play guitar and bass (rarely anymore)

10. Where were you born?

West Virginia!

11. What are your hobbies?

video games, writing, reading, and disc golf I guess counts?

12. Do you have any pets?

no :( pet deposits are theft. I want a dog so bad though, and sometimes I get to dog sit the cutest little weenie dog named Ollie when his parents have to go out of town 🥰💖

13. How tall are you?

5'2" (shut up I actually hate it I used to be the tallest kid in class until 5th grade and then I literally haven't grown an inch since)

14. Favorite subject in school?

English obviously in grade school, but in college I fucking loved my WGST classes and religion classes.

15. Dream job?

I would love to get paid a shit ton of money to make a podcast. Like yes please let me just talk about dumb shit with my friends, talk about myself, and share my opinions for money.

Open tags because I think all my mutual did this already and I don’t wanna annoy anyone as usual lol

[officialgleamstar]

Hi (: you seemed to enjoy the art of some of the total drama reboot characters in 2000s fits, so I decided I'll tell you about the contestants in that art! Telling you about all of the contestants would take wayyyy too long. (I'll try and avoid spoilers)

Scary Girl/Lauren - She's a white girl with pink and purple pigtails. She's a menace, and I adore her. She dresses, in a contestant's words, like a haunted circus doll. She torments a contestant because his screams are delicious to her. She's also incredibly fast and strong. In the 2nd season, she tries to be normal, which is really sad when you think about it. (She's aroace and autistic to me. A lot of these characters are.)

Julia - She's a blonde white girl who's an influencer. She's the main antagonist! She gets outed as mean by a fellow contestant. In season 2, they become besties.

Bowie - He's a tall, skinny, black dude. He's very open about his sexuality (and his bag has the genderqueer flag on it). He schemes a lot and ends up becoming besties with a female contestant. He also gets in a relationship with a male contestant who adores him. He doesn't change much in season 2, but he does start doing more underhanded things to win.

Emma - She's a blonde and fat white girl. She's very sweet and loves animals. However, her ex is also on the island, and he's desperate to get back together while she hates his guts. She becomes besties with Bowie in season 1. She also gets kinda bullied by Julia in season 1, too. She's tough and very athletic, though. In season 2, she gets a bit closer to Priya. A lot of her stuff is kinda spoiler-y, so I can't say more.

Priya - She is Desi, short, and her color palette is mainly blue with a bit of yellow. She's very sweet, awkward, and strong. Her parents are huge fans of Total Drama, so they've been training her ever since she was born so that she could win a Total Drama reboot if there ever was one (Lucky for them ig). Priya wants to win to make her parents happy, but what she really wants is to go to medical school. In season 2, She gets a boyfriend.

me reading all of this excitedly

THATS REALLY COOL. julia sounds hbdfhjgbhjdbgj exactly like my type of character. god i love mean blondes (<- the words of a guy who was clearly traumatized in his childhood XD ). they all sounds so fun!!! especially priya and lauren too, omg <333 i keep meaning to watch the reboot, i love everything i see of it and the original was one of my favorite shows growing up, but i dunno if its released in the usa yet. i could just pirate it i guess. thats always an option

okay i just googled it and apparently the american release is literally today XD HAPPY PRIDE MONTH BOWIE, YOURE GOING TO HOLLYWOOD!

[no-nameno-face]

15 questions and 15 mutuals

Thanks for the tag @vyctoriasworld ilysmmm <3

•were you named after anyone?

named after a river lmfao

•when was the last time you cried?

This morning

help

•do you have any kids

oh god nooo ive got plenty of time before that

•do you use sarcasm a lot?

unfortunately

•what’s the first thing you notice about people?

NOSES. I love noses so much. all noses. (i know its weird dont attack me)

•what’s your eye color?

like a mediumish brown

•scary movies or happy endings?

scary movies all the way

•any special talents?

idk what qualifies as a special talent... lmfao. i have a knack for picking up hobbies, getting pretty good at them really fast, then dropping them all together. def a beige flag of mine. i think im a decent singer, and i can kick ass on mortal kombat despite not knowing what a single button does.

•where were you born?

fucking KENTUCKY bahahahaha so random

•what are your hobbies?

video games, watching wholesome videos and crying my eyes out, binging youtube videos, working out, talking to strangers on the internet, making audios, and questioning my life decisions

•do you have any pets?

yessss.. the sweetest old cat (hes actually very much not sweet but I love him all the same) and the cutest one-eyed bunny you'll ever see in your life fr

•what sports do you play/have played?

I was basically the worst combo known to man kind.. a theatre kid and a horse girl. BAHAHAHAHA so sports were a no go for me... but honestly tea i was a competitive barrel racer (and was vvvvv good at it) and that shit is harder than most sports without a doubt. I also did western reining and was a rodeo queen lmfao so silly :')

(i want horses again so bad why tf they gotta be so expensive)

•how tall are you?

5’8

•favorite subject in school?

MDT for arts and math for academics

•dream job?

I always wanted to be a equine therapist working with troubled youth but me and college dont get along very well. now im pretty happy with what im doing, but also plan on buying a company in the next couple years so we will see how that goes ig

Once again too shy to tag anyone I just thought this would be a good little warm up to getting back on here :')

[memoryoflooping]

loop 20 notes are more of interest my policy is just to post whatever loop i just finished as well

loop 19 - -ok we are doing this right THIS time!!!!!! -there's a chance the party will remember if sif does? -UH OOPS? I made sif remember something with the coin hoping loop would react -"you'll always forget about the things you love" siffrin are you good buddy???? -ok i'll do isa's event again tomorrow god fucking damn it i can't believe i forgot to ask about time craft in the library -well to be fair siffrin i would also make my friends happy forever if i was stuck in a timeloop -isa asking if sif drank a tonic… huh? OH IS IT BC i'm not encountering the saddnesses… uh oh. sif so fast and elegant -hmmm it would kill you dead to use timecraft…. so whats keeping sif in the loop… -odile won heads or tails again -i keep making odile suspicious of me help, i'm trying to see new dialogue -bonbon i would let you explode every kitchen -wait. no ghost on the second floor ? is it random chance??? -attacking the door seems scary to isa… -some crafts have a distinct smell? ooo????? -rock craft smells like wet rocks, paper like wood or leaves, scissors like scissors, and time craft is sugar ? -sif feels happy that they're in the loop ? -oh change god talking to bitches real?? huh! -HELP LOUD INCORRECT BUZZER. they can just do that with their mouth??? -i love the your little emotes please keep talking forever -change god don't give a shart -i also love the stupid ugly face… so cutes…. -BEAMS YOU AWAY W MY LASER -even the change god knows sif doesn't have a middle or last name -loop is sif's sponsor buddy???? -change god enjoying siffrin suffering and changing -she didn't say they were allies at best this loop that's true! sif just oopsied so hard lol -they're family… awhhhh so cutes -AWHHHH ruffling his hair -OMG the save menu text changed too… your family members' -oh my god so sweet… combing his hair :-) -sif stops smiling every time they aren't looking… -the universe helped the king? he wished for it…. -an article about the king… head housemaiden's office or some shit fuckkk -siffrin can never go back home… -oh no… everyone sees something is wrong now with the head housemaiden loop back part… no… -can't shift his expression fast enough. he's a deer in headlights

loop 20 - -oh siffrin is not fine -loop is not a star… uh huh…. "more like a mirror" huh -loop in disbelief that we saw the change god? -talking to the head housemaiden is something that keeps you from advancing somehow hmm… -what goal is impossible though… everyone seems happy? -I GET TO HANG OUT WITH LOOP? YES. "i'm lonely!" -loop stop being so judgemental siffrin is literally bad memory georg of course he needs the coin to remember -"do you think i'm supposed to be here?!" uh oh, oh loop is stuck here huh. lied just so siffrin wouldn't question it. no home to go back to. -i think the only person who could understand is siffrin… -ok so loop's event might take up the rest of the day like isa's? ig i can do the rest and skip him for now ? -HELP DID I VISIT LOOP TOO MANY TIMES IN A LOOP? HELP -ahhhhh secret tutorial is just for the showing loop items thing i already know about bc i tried it instantly with the star leaf -spend a loop with loop… lol -loop knew siffrin before they even met… yeah checks out. they know so much. "kind of" ? i don't believe you, fucker. -LOL i did think loop was trapping sif here. but i'm not sure anymore -loop knows how it feels to be stuck somewhere with no hope of escape… were they in a timeloop too? -both siffrin and loop said "i'd rather not" when asked to tell more about themself…. hmmmmmmm… -HOLY SHIT. that's so bright… the king's attack???? -SIF just drew their weapon on loop? omg? -wait that's true… sif just looped back… bc they realized their friends died… it's not losing… of course its not it would happen automatically when you're "softlocked" -it must have something to do with their friends? but what? they all seemed happy in the end? it's just siffrin who's missing in that regard then, they don't have an "ending" i guess? i guess if it did actually end after the king, everyone goes home and siffrin will just just, keeps traveling, without them, alone. huh. and the loop knows this somehow? someway? -and we just established siffrin controls it somewhat… so then, it's siffrin? siffrin needs to not be sad? siffrin needs a happy ending? -hmm i guess it was also established that it IS what siffrin wants, they did wish for it didn't they? i picked the mirabelle option at the start, but i don't remember exactly what it was, to keep traveling with them? -ok so i need more info on the king, and i guess i just ? do the friend events again. and climb the whole house, again. the 20 hour runtime of isat is not looking good with my 27 hour file gang. -hm i guess while i'm here i can figure out what's going on with the ghosts! -sif purposefully tripped on a rock… to not seem really powerful -bonbon you don't know what stars are? -FUCK I HAVE TO GO INTO THE STAR ROOM ON PURPOSE…. its fine. its fine. i don't need the extra skills its fine. we're so fine . i guess i might as well figure out where the second ghost spawns, and i won't get to do the third again. -odile won heads or tails again, i think this is a given i can stop writing it down -odile thinking about time craft… looking at sif… did this happen last time it might have…? maybe i shouldn't skip interacting with the time craft book again.

[mj-thrush-gxn]

asking this to my fav dndads artists, do you ship any of the teens, if so whom with?

Sorry i took a little while to think about this

hmmmm

this is actually a really hard question because i haven’t really thought about it-

okay i’m gonna go teen by teen 🫡

Taylor— honestly, swiftli. I feel like link is the one taylor gets along best with, so it’s kinda hard for me to see taylor with anyone but link.— BUT ALSO the idea of gothweeb is adorable and i find it kinda funny. they kinda bully each other but it’s fun because i love them. gothweeb is probably my #2 taylor ship. —i feel like taylor and hero was funny but it would’ve never worked out, and it didn’t, and i thought it was really funny. so like, i didn’t really ship it, but i thought they were hilarious.

Link— this is when i reveal my biggest secret… i love gothcleats. i like gothcleats a lot more than i like swiftli. gothcleat moments are more serious and carry more meaning, swiftli if mainly just funny homoeroticism and i love it. i honestly don’t know how to explain why i like gothcleats so much i just do. they hold a special place in my heart. —swiftli is my second favorite. LIKE AHHHHHHHH!!! PIZZA, PISS, HOMOEROTICISM!!!! ALL THE BEST THINGS!!! once again, their relationship is mostly just them being dorky little dweebs and i love them for it. — I LOVE KICKWORTHY… but that’s mostly because it’s basically just me and my best friend and i thought it was funny. i love the joker, my best friend loves garfield, instant win.but in all seriousness, i don’t really have a big opinion on them. i feel like since link didn’t like him at all until after apollo four teens, they dont have a wholesome enough relationship. i know that link has warmed up to herm a lot since then and i find them cute, its just that. — oakicks- i love oakicks and i think that if they polished up their friendship that would be wonderful. norm tries so hard to make everything good for everyone, especially link and herm, but it never works for him. so like, if link had tried a little harder to be nice and include him earlier in the season, it coulda worked.

Norm— ah norm… poor sweet norm… ANYWAY!! Oakworthy. i love oakworthy. it’s so dimmed but i also think it’s so cool and i just think it should be 100% canon. i mean, normal has been manifesting it since the dance, so like, cmon. I feel like herm doesn’t actually like scary as much as he says he does. like it’s just part of the bit. if herm breaks character, the first thing he better do is give norm a smooch. that’s all im saying. i will choose to believe that hermie actually likes normal and is just playing a part rn. he has to crack. he just has to. Norm deserves to get what he wants for just once, and this is all he wants. please anthony, let will have his moment. — Coin Toss, do they actually have a ship name? cause if not i just came up with one. Anyway- scary and norm. i love them. they are so same narrative opposite direction and i love them for it. i see them as platonic but like, feel free to give the homies a kiss ig. but yeah i mostly see them as platonic and scary needs to accept that norm is her new best friend. deal. — i already laid out my reasons why oakicks doesn’t work. i love them but like 😔. —oakweeb just does not work. it never will. taylor bullies norm way too much.

Scary — uhhh- Gothcleats, Gothkicks, wtv. i already laid out my reasons in links section. but like, link and scary could help each other out so much. both of their lives would be (i don’t wanna say so much, but) better. anyway- scary just needs to accept that she can be loved. — gothweeb, i already laid out my thoughts in taylor’s section. i like that and i think they would be cute, but like, not established enough. so i see them as platonic. — already stated my case for coin toss, platonic and i love them. I will explain the whole scary and hermie thing in the herm section- cause i need to write down stuff for herm… — scerica. yes. i love them. let the girls be girls. i ship it, like extremely, but also- they only interacted once in canon. they are my teen, female, nark basically. yes.

Herm- THE SCENE PARTNERS- SCARY AND HERM ARE JUST SCENE PARTNERS TO HERM- I FEEL LIKE HERMIE AND SCARY ARE REALLY GOOD FRIENDS AND THEY SHOULD HAVE GIRLSNIGHT WITH MARGARITA AND ERICA- HERM REFERRED TO SCARY AS A SCENE PARTNER THATS ALL IM SAYING — oakworthy. yes. if hermie can get over himself and accept that scary is nothing but a friend and a scene partner, it would work. please. i am begging. — already stated my place on kickworthy — swiftworthy is illegal.

your welcome-

i rambled- a lot.

[kuro4thegays]

hiiii my pretty how was your day 💖 hope it was decent. yep you're right about kaveh not suitable for a mean dom, he's soft ehehe. 🫂 also the tango ramble was good, sounds romantic idk cuz idk how to dance. i listened to you anyway. just take your time and rest when you need first 🎀 (I've been into this ribbon icon idkw but its cute and reminds me of you so). wish you a good resting time you deserve. kiss kiss - 🐰

I haven't been able to shake a strange sense of constant fear that's been plaguing me since yesterday. I'm too secure and that's what scares me, like there should be something I'm scared of, but I can't remember. I studied for exams all I could, but I'm still afraid that I'll fail or I check my stuff multiple times before I leave the house only to then be constantly thinking of what I might have forgotten. It's a seriously draining feeling, but tbh this is far from the first and the last time this has happened.

Glad you agree with me on my little rambles. I don't know how to dance either and the thought of getting that close to someone who isn't one of my lomls is scary, but if I could dance with Aventurine I would take that chance so fast it's not even funny. I just want to be held ig. Touch starved gang where are we?

Also please don't tell me I infiltrated your daily life to the point you think about me while texting... That's too sweet... (Dies from sweet)

[kaleschmidt]

TKP Dungeon Meshi AU

okay so this started out as just me wanting to draw Kale + laios together but now. It's a whole damn au in my head and now i must make it everyone's problem forever. i'm keeping this relatively free of spoilers for both tkp + dunmeshi unless asked otherwise soo.. rambles under cut!

so first of all. um. i don't have all of the tkp chars. sorry guys. specifically, charon + percy are the ones i'm having the most trouble thinking of. they're supposed to be ANDROIDS... i can't figure what would be a good equivalent of that. otherwise if they had to be an actual species, i think they'd probably both be elves- maybe part of the canaries? i also like the thought of kobold percy

january. cmon. she's halfling. okay. half-stealing this from quentin but also it just makes sense. 🤏. i was thinking of tammi as a gnome at first but i can't lie. i think ogre tammi would be so wonderous and cool. or kobold... hm. hard choices

mena.. i think mena is just a normal tallman. "what's vinnie" don't worry about vinnie. okay. he's. normal. normal. (said unconvincingly). lulu i'm debating between full or half-elf because she MIGHT be of nobility

SHIT I ALMOST FORGOT ABOUT SVEN??? SORRY KING. i think they would be a gnome though. i think he'd use a bit of magic to help him around but it's not something they use often i.e. in regards to the spirits being treated kindly with favor. you get it

some of these choices aren't really permanent choices so if i think about it more or get some input they might change in the future..

okay. now. the main guys. the main 6. so! for reasons i still have yet to come up with yet, the main 6 teamed up together as a dungeon-travelling team! i think they bump into the touden group at least once ^_^ . there's not an exact leader, but aster n naomi kinda co-lead! they fill in each others faults through their leadership (aster being too harsh with their leadership + naomi being too soft with hers). chazz volunteered for leadership and was prominently shut down </3. they hate a bitch.

now okay let me split the main 6 out.

aster

so first of all. their name in the au would be asterisk begonia! only friends can call them just by aster. they're an elf. They taught themself some magic, with the rest being from their school, before they dropped out for reasons they are NOT going into. they're pretty much the mage of the group, but they've been teaching the group some basic spells on the occassion that something happens to them because they'd rather DIE than have the whole team fucking flunk. chazz refuses. aster is going to kill it.

not a really important detail but also kinda is. ver staff has a big ass bow on it. this is important i lied. i think its sweets

naomi

i. have no idea where she comes from. i KNOW the kennedys would most likely come from the northern, but that's all. sorry naomi of ???. anyways she's half halfling + half-dwarf, leaning dwarf. Due to being half halfling she has some magic bone in her but she still gets mana sickness easily. she uses a big ass hammer tho so it's fine forever ^_^!! I feel like she'd be studying dwarf tech in order to modify the team's weapons somehow (not exactly blacksmithing but also kinda? the steampunkness of it all ig)

i havent really come up with all of how dayshift would go in this au so. Dont worry too much about it. also some stuff is spoilers. so. next ramble maybe.

chazz

ohhh god. who let that bitch be a halfling. god. fuck. shit. its full name is chazzsaw. no one knows its last name and NEVER WILL!!! yknow thinking about the hair colors n such in dunmeshi, most of them are pretty naturally colored arent they... minus some elves' white hair. so basically we're getting nongenta chazz. scary.

so chazz i've been vaguely bouncing around. first of all she's bunking with darrell! before the two of them joined the main 6, the two of them often went into dungeon parties together. not all of them were good, though- whether chazz was getting used as bait or people were ganging up on darrell. basically the main 6 is one of the best groups the two of them have ended up in. chazz, much like in canon, often conflicts with aster and although he jokes about using magic to be a funny little goofster, he has no interest in actually using magic. She'll do just fine with her halfling shenanigans!

chazz is one char i thought about interacting with the canon chars.. i feel conflicted about how she'd feel about laios. on one hand i can see her hearing about the touden group's monster grub shit and being like "shiiiit. we need that. aster what the fuck are you TEACHING us you should be teaching us HOW TO MAKE A GOOD ASS MEAL OUTTA THOSE MONSTERS" but at the same time . i think chazz would be reminded of phil in some capacity. DAMN YOU BLONDE MAphil isn't blonde in this au technically but he's still blonde in spirit so. yea. also he'd be half-tallman half-halfling i think. that's all the thought he's getting

FUCK I FORGOT CHAZZ'S ROLE. OOOOPPS. um. chazz is like? the thief? rogue? chazz has small daggers that it keeps on its person at least. its got no interest in helping with traps physically but sure lets throw this huge ass rock there <3. i think he'd find chilchuck funny and have like a little respect for him but if she had to be in a team with him she might bite his head off (exaggeration

darrell

DARRELL!!!! he's the resident normie of the group. the tallman. like i mentioned in chazz's section, he and chazz used to join random dungeon groups! his parents don't really approve of it and told him that he could always just come back home and work for them but!!!! he's very adamant that he can help make a living! also his parents don't like chazz and chazz would have nowhere to go if he were to leave :[... so darrell's really keen on making it big with the main 6

something i've been spinning around since i started writing this... hear me out. darrell with the bow and arrow. okay. I think he'd still have a melee weapon if he were to run out of ammo (good ol sword?) but otherwise vi's more comfortable with ranged combat. chazz likes to act like target practice and darrell's screaming and sobbing (EXAGGERATION.)

psike

psichael my best friend psichael my bff psichael. i miss nem. fuck. (NOT THE MAIN POINT OF THIS SECTION?????????) anyways. chazz still names nem but whether or not ne still ends up with the name "psike" is debatable. DON'T LET CHAZZ COOK 🔥🔥🔥🔥 anyways other than that. psike is half-elf half-tallman, with eir mom being a tallman! don't. worry about nis dad. okay. anyways! before the main 6, psike was often this mysterious, hooded figure that randomly appeared in dungeons. ne primarily appeared to groups/people that were in places where no one would be able to find them + were on the verge of death/dead. people would recall being revived/healed with no evidence of who did it, with some reporting catching a glimpse of their savior before the savior disappeared. sometimes psike would help via actively attacking, but this was very rare. tbh this might've been how ne and chazz met

anyways! psike is pretty good with magic- especially healing + resurrection magic. knows some ancient magic too... ofc, psike has nis limits, but it's pretty high. In combat, Psike tries to be quick on nis feet but sometimes just. shuts down, so ne's usually on the sidelines, where ne doesn't have to fully deal with the combat, but can still help. if there's someone who wouldn't be terribly picky about eating monsters, i think it would be psike

kale

KALE. FUCK. FUCK. FUCK. (BEATING THE FLOOR SO INTENSELY IT CAVES IN) hmm yes. i'm normal now. (affirmation). i'd love to talk about him in detail but. he's so spoilerpilled. i hope he explodes into 5 million flames. SORRY I DIDN'T MEAN THAT. okay anyways. we'll settle for the nonspoilered version and if the people want the rampant spoilery ramble then they can ask...

so! kale! :)! kale! my friend kale. kale. my friend kale. i think about how he possibly ran into aster n naomi... maybe at a tavern or smth? i can see him being like "hoho ! i will gladly join anyone's dungeon group for free ^_^!!!! all these people are so nice and will not betray my trust in any way!" and naomi is like "aster we need to save that poor strange guy". then again maybe like in his debut, it's just naomi who's at the tavern and hears kale's thing and is like "oh they're not going to survive the winter......." and then convinces aster to let kale join permanently, after a few adventures??

oh something important. kale is ALWAYS clad in armor. never takes that shit off. he's sleeping oh so comfortably in his heavy ass armor <3! also the armor is wolf-themed it's important you guys know this until i get to draw him up. No one knows what race he is and kale tends to steer off the topic somehow. he's too tall to be an average tallman, but he couldn't be an ogre either... huh. not too related but his and psike's relationship is A Bit Abysmal. Psike tends to avoid dealing with him 1 on 1 a lot

kale's the other guy i think about regarding canon relationships! he'd find laios SUUUCCCHHH a joy. they're frolicking in the hills together. the thing is. kensuke doesn't seem to like kale... what a shame!

OH OH SOMETHING EXTRA IMPORTANT I FORGOT TO MENTION. part of me feels like kale's name wouldn't be kale in here. haven't decided what it would be, if that's the case tho.

anywyas. thats all. its almost 3 am rn enjoy + feel free to ask questions!

[sungbeam]

BFF I’M BACK LITRALLY THE DAY AFTER AND BOY DO I HAVE UPDATES FOR YOU 🤭🤭🤭

1. I STARTED OUTLINING AND DRAFTING MY FIRST FIC EHEHEHE AND SUPER EXCITED TO START WRITING IT 🤭

2. I FINISHED READING [REDACTED] AND I THOUGHT ABT THE MOST HEART WRENCHING, TUMMY CHURNING, EYE BAWLING PLOT AND TBH IF I DO GET SO INCLINED TO STICK WITH IT THEN IT MIGHT COME OUT BEFORE THE FIRST THOUGHT OF FIC LMAO

3. I NEED TO KNOW ABT ‘A STUDY IN MONSTERS’ RIGHT NEOWWWWW 😫🙏 CAUSE I JUST THOUGHT OF LIKE 5 DIFFERENT GENRES BASED OFF THE VIBES/p

Ok time for a more calmer vibe LMAO

For the first fic I genuinely think that any member would be suitable for the ML? And so I decided to let you (my fav author and parasocial bestie) to bequeath which member this fic shall belong to 🤭 (uhhhh spoilers/insight: dream realm(?) but not in a soulmate way, angst, possibly abrupt/open ending but also happy in a way, v fluffy moments at the same time tho, manic pixie dream boy???)

And finally after adoring the movie I decided to go read [redacted] and LORD WHY DID IT HURT 39475629 TIMES AS MUCH AS THE MOVIE LIKE

Movie: light work, no reaction

Book: oUUuU, okay, its got a lil kick 😨

But I got an au perfectly inspired by this in a modern retelling typa way ig SPOILER ALERT THERE IS A LOVE CORNER, CHANHEE AND SANGYEON OR YOUNGHOON(???) we WILL be getting a lil Kevin up in here tho TRUST

And tbh it could go in 2 different directions rn but I’ll have to see which one will get a conclusive ending but the vision is definitely there dw

And DAMNNNNNN I didn’t know there were so many WIPs/nm/p like I know I got a lil snippet of 3 in the past but with each drop of a new WIP I get even more excited 😭 just seeing your creative process is motivating to me lolol and the banners AHHHHHHHH IT REALLY DID GIVE “graphic design is my passion 🤭” YUHHH YUHHHH

but wait also looking at the list again I wanna see more into the ‘bones (orig.)’ and ‘bones (remixed)’ 😳

OH AND BEFORE I FORGET TO MENTIONNNNNNN that Spiderman!Sunwoo and Spiderman!Eric did have me REEEEEEELINGGGGG esp since I finally got the chance to watch across the spiderverse PHEWWWW Spiderman!Eric is just so cheeky, so himbo, so smoochable like damn I do think he is capable of wanting to attempt the Toby Maguire upside-down kiss but then getting too nervous/excited/antsy that he lets go of his web and crashes on the ground AJNDJBVINWI

AND SUNWOO AS STARLORD WOULD ALSO WORK CAUSE HE REALLY HAS THAT SELF-DEPRECATING HUMOR THING GOING ON and then his cheesyness too omg I think Sunwoo is perfectly corny to be starlord 😫🤞

AND ALSO MY ATEEZ BIAS ISSSSSSSSSSSSSS -drumroll please- 🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁

Wooyoung! 🥳🥳🥳

He’s just so sweet and caring and hot and beautiful and hardworking and loving and he’s so, he’s so, he’s so- ☹️☹️☹️☹️

Yeah, I love Woo with my whole being 😔🙏

Kk that’s it for nowwwwww talk to you soon!

- Toodles!, 🌷anon 

HI BEST FRAN WELCOME BACK 🤩✊🏼

OMG THE DRAFTING HAS BEGUN???? LESGO????? I AM SO EXCITED FOR U AND SUPER EXCITED ALSO TO SEE UR JOURNEY AND THE FINAL OUTCOME 👀✨

HELLO WAIT what is [REDACTED] 🤨 i need to know for research purposes and cuz im a nosy mfker and cuz i also scoured thru our prev interactions and don't think we talked abt it previously 🤨

AHHHHSHAHHAHAH A STUDY IN MONSTERS IS COMING RIGHT UP !!

ITS LIKE BEAUTY AND THE BEAST BUT EVERYBODY'S A BEAST ???? well, the main cast is all considered some kind of "monster," but ofc, the real monsters r the humans who have belittled them and villainized them. but reader basically has like,,, medusa powers??? and chanhee has like a demon trapped inside him and younghoon is like fae but THE SCARY fae you feel??? but any who, i've gotten some back story done and it's not meant to become like a 30k one shot or anything; i was trying to aim for it to be kind of like the length of simple gifts, but we'll see where i go w it !!

OKAY BUT WAIT U SHOULD TELL ME WHAT U THOUGHT OF WHEN U SAW THE TITLE CUZ IM VERY CURIOUS !!

okok i have so much to say abt the next part of ur ask 😭😭 1.) BEQUEATH 💀💀💀💀 2.) hello stop that rn flattery will get u everything u desire 🤧😌 3.) MANIC PIXIE DREAM BOY AHAH OMG IM SO HYPED 4.) eric, juyeon sounds abt right 😻😻

OKAY BUT LIKE books > their movie adaptations tbh lsnfkenfk there is so much that books can show that movies can't, and also vice versa !! but WTF DYM BY LOVE CORNER (´Д⊂ヽ GIRLIE BESTIE HONEY WHAT IS A LOVE CORNER 😭😭😭 w chanhee sangyeon younghoon AND beloved kevin too???? my /guy/ do u want me to cry 😃 wait don't answer that—💀 omg i feel like i almost never have an idea of what an ending looks like UNTIL I GET THERE LMFAOOOO like i really don't care abt endings cuz i can't get to the ending if there is not story substance, u feel 😭😭😭 but im sure the ✨right ending✨ will appear in ur horizons as u go forth !!

KANDKDNDKN i had to keep quite a few wips off the list 😭💀 it's embarrassing akdnkdnf BUT im so glad that seeing my process motivates u TT that's very cool to hear and i also like talking abt the writing process a lot so thank u for feeding into my self esteem /hj AHHH SHUSH UR GONNA MAKE ME BLUSH I LOVE MAKING BANNERS SO THANK U 😚 im too tech grandma to use canva or photoshop so i feel like a lot of mine r a little simpler and more minimal which isn't bad ofc but yeah, thanks so much :'))) BRO i wish i could go into graphic design skfnkdndk

OHOH the bones orig and remix ver LMAOOO

both versions r meant to be like murder mysteries yk?? and they're both set in time settings where it's not quite the future, but im also not a historian so they're also not completely historically accurate T-T they just take place in the past LMFAO but the original ver is more like dark academia centered where the murder takes place at this elitist academy/boarding school in the middle of nowhere, and reader is like a "charity case" whose uncle took her under his wing after her parents were murdered or something, and changmin is like studying to become a physician and they both get looped into the investigation. i have a some written of that ver but it's not very interesting 💀

AND recently like two days ago 💀 i went back to one of the ideas i had for the banner before i started writing the dark academia one (wow that's such a long sentence). anyways, said idea was to take place in like ,, not a school 🤡 but idk if you've read the stalking jack the ripper series but it's based on that !! AND a little bit of six of crows too 🤡 it's not fantastical or anything, but changmin is like a doctor in the lower end and someone's been out here murdering people and shit. changmin is also kind of inspired by daredevil and kaz brekker, but i'll have to get into that some other time 💀

that was one of my favorite parts lol i think this ver of bones has captured a bit more of my interest than the other ver? tho, i would love to see where the other ver went, just cuz i already put so much thought into the storyline and characters and headcanons and back stories, etc.

AHHHHHH YES I AGREE ABT SPIDEY!ERIC I LOVE SPIDEY ERIC he's just ,, yk Just Some Guy™ LMAO so he's a perf spiderboy !!! he's kind of modeled after tom holland's spiderman and sunwoo after miles morales ofc, but eric would TOTALLY try the upside down kiss and fail miserably 😭😭😭 but i think he's def the type to keep trying UNTIL he gets it down 🤤😋 and just crafting the different earths btwn sunwoo and eric was just so much fun cuz i was trying to figure out what i wanted each universe to have and ksnfkdndkkd ANYWAYS . STAR LORD SUNWOO HAS ME REELING CUZ LIKE AKDNKDMD i NEEDED this man to be w the raccoon it just didn't feel right if he wasn't. like he was either gonna be nova or starlord, and i feel like the only other boy besides sunwoo who can do star lord justice is hyunjae, but he's already IRON MAN lol

OMG UR A WOOYOUNG STAN??? that actually feels so right 😭😭😭 wooyo be snatching up hearts ALL OVER THE PLACE lately 😭🤧 like damn, get it bro 🥂 but i totally agree, he's such a sweetheart and so funny and so talented and just sknfkendn mwah wanna give him a big smooch !

WHEW what a long recap/catch up reply 🤣 but anyways, hope ur doing well as always 😚 love u lots, my honey bunches of pollinated petals 💖