#my mood just went into the fucking earths core

[jacqcrisis]

Just heard some info that means it'll be easier to get a fucking job in the department I want to work in if I start applying to different financial institutions instead of the one I've worked at for six fucking years so that's cool and awesome. Good use of my time.

[arachnoia]

Ahhh what about hobie and female reader having a sleepover at her house, but when he comes through the window he sees that she isnt having the best day so he cheers her up a lil😈😈ifykyk

WAIT A SEC ANON- PLS THIS IS SO 🫣 these requests have me literally giggling.

hobie and miguel esp are 🙈🙈

also let me put in my hc of him having a tongue piercing thank you

hobie brown x afab! reader

tags- pussy-eating, nsfw in general, sol’s hc that he has a tongue piercing ! shy reader?

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At the beginning of the day, you felt a bit elated. You were planning to have a sleepover with your lover, or best known to the rest of his New York, as Spider-Punk.

That was until you were met with even more bullshit from work back in Earth- 928. Working as an intern at Alchemax and dealing with everyone there tired you.

You were finally at your apartment, mindlessly staring at the coffee being poured by your coffee machine. You felt frustrated and a bit impulsive. You didn’t know why but you just did. Irrationality and impulsiveness were a part of you being pissed off.

You looked at the digital click plastered on the television, marking it to be 5:37. Out of frustration, you slammed your arms on the counter and covered your face. You heard someone come from the window and groaned. You weren’t in the mood to be interrupted while being pissed off.

“Should I come at a different time, love..?”

You gasped quietly and felt the color drain from your face out of embarrassment, hiding your face with your arms even more, “No…”

You heard Hobie’s heavy footsteps stop in front of the counter.

"Are you okay?"

You looked up at him and bit your lip, holding back tears of stress. "I'm just so...mad right now. I fucking hate my job."

“You’re stressed?”

“Yes! My fucking god!” You played with your cup of coffee, contemplating on drinking it before he spinned you to face him.

He placed his hands on your waist and leaned over, "Let me make it feel better..."

You pulled back a bit and looked at him skeptically, “How ‘re you gonna do that?”

“Let me show you, babe.”

You breathed out shakily as he roamed his hands all over your body, feeling a relaxed sensation all over your body as he kneaded your hips. He kissed you softly and you pulled him closer. He started to attack your neck with butterfly kisses and started to slide down your dress pants slowly, leaving you in your panties and button down.

“Red, my favorite..” he muttered, playing with the panties’ string as he started kissing you more. He lifted you up to sit on top of the counter, spreading your legs a bit. You shivered a bit at the feeling of the cold marble against your ass and thighs.

“Spread ‘em a bit more for me, yea love?”

You nodded, trying to spread them a bit more before he gently grabbed your thighs and helped you. He went over to your hip and bit the strap of the panty, tugging them off and exposing your already soaked pussy.

“Interesting…”

You felt blood rush to your face and covered it with your palms in which he pulled them away from your face, “No no, don’t worry about it baby.”

He went straight into your pussy, pleasuring you with his tongue and feeling his nose rub against your clit. Your eyes widened at the cooling sensation of his tongue, feeling his piercing’s little metal ball rub against your folds, in contrast to how hot and aroused you felt. You bit your lip again, wanting to stifle the moans coming out of you and instead, letting out soft and breathy gasps as he kisses on to your pussy again.

“Oh fuck…mmmm” You threw your head back and spread your arms out, forgetting the cup of coffee you had placed and knocking it down. You began moving your hips, completely blinded by lust and wanting to feel the friction that is bringing you such immense pleasure.

“Oh my fucking god…”

You felt like you needed to come at the speed of how his tongue felt against your core. You finally had reached your high, feeling euphoric and even more pleasure.

“You’re so beautiful, my love”

You felt your legs tremble a bit from his touch as he caressed your plush thighs. He then had two of his fingers go into you and lick his coated fingers, looking you in the eye with a mischievous grin.

“Sweet…Wouldn’t you say so?”

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[mrsparrasblog]

Mission save the human race pt.5

PT.4

Simon ignored you most of the time after your passionate encounter, making you feel like shit with only him and a 16-hour asleep Johnny in the house. You felt alone. You used your remaining free time when you weren't caring for Johnny, who got flirtier with every minute, with gardening, harvesting all sorts of vegetables and fruits, and now you started to harvest them when suddenly a big pair of hands gripped you and picked you up.

"I missed you much, babe." Kyle smiled at you and kissed you impulsively; the other men just watched him with a jealous expression. You and Kyle were different; he was in the same age range as you; he was caring; and he was the prettiest boy on earth even before the apocalypse.

And he treated you like a girlfriend, always kissing you goodbye, calling you babe, and looking at you with these gorgeous eyes of his. It felt like you two were in a relationship, and you kind of liked it.

After mending some of the boy's wounds, you went to the kitchen to prepare some fruit compote for them. You needed to ask them if they could maybe help you grow your house and maybe get some chickens and cows; this would be helpful and cute.

"Smells delicious, babe," he said, pulling his arms around your waist and leaning his chin against your shoulder.

"You think so."

"Mhm"

"How was the mission, Kyle?"

"It was bad; Cap almost got bitten."

"Oh fuck"

"And then there is still not a word from Ale and Rudy; they should have been back a long time ago."

"They will come back."

"Im afraid if they won't, we had a few people more, but everyone is always dying."

"You're safe at home; okay, you're safe and with me." You tried to get him to think about something else, something good. And being with you was good.

Gaz's arms wrap around you, pulling you close as he buries his face in your neck. "You have no idea how much that means to me. Coming home to you is the best part of any mission," he admitted, looking at you like a lost puppy.

"Having you back is always the best part of my day too, love."

Gaz tightened his grip on you, his eyes softening once more. "You're my sunshine in the dark, babe. Never forget that; you bring us hope and a home; you're so much stronger than us," he murmured, pressing a gentle kiss to your neck. "Now, come on, let's go relax."

You moaned softly as he kissed your neck, wanting more for him. You hadn't had sex after your night with Simon, and it showed.

Gaz's eyes sparkled with desire at the soft moan, his grip tightening ever so slightly on you. "Relax? Or are you thinking of something else, babe?" He asked you with a boyish grin.

"Maybe," you admitted, trailing down his clothed, rock-hard abs.

Gaz smirked, his hand trailing down to cup your perfect ass, feeling the heat that emanated from your body. "Well, since you're in such a playful mood, how about I show you just how much I've missed you?"

He pulled you up on the kitchen counter. He couldn't help but admire your body, with every curve and dip calling to him. With a growl, he pushed himself against you, his hard length grinding against your core through your clothes.

"Such a needy boy for me."

A low chuckle escaped his throat at your teasing words. "Well, when you look this fucking good, it's hard not to be, isn't it?"

You caressed his face and pulled him into a deep kiss, capturing his pretty face inside your soft palms. He got the full girlfriend treatment, and you enjoyed treating him this way.

Gaz moaned into the kiss, his lips parting to allow your tongue access to his mouth. His free hand reached around to grab at your ass, pulling you even tighter against him.

"Mhm, so needy for my ass."

Gaz pulled back from the kiss, his eyes burning into yours. "I'm going to take you right here, on this countertop," he growled huskily. "You're going to be so fucking tight around my cock."

"Mhm, but were you a good boy to deserve this?" You asked him in a teasing manner.

Gaz's smirk widened, his eyes gleaming with amusement and desire. "Oh, I've been a very good boy. I've been thinking about this moment all day." He reached down to undo his pants, freeing his throbbing cock. He was beautiful; he was so long—almost too long—and so pretty curved; he didn't have thick veins but softer, smaller ones; his cock had the same color as his skin, but his tip was delicious pink. It must have been the most beautiful cock you have ever seen in your life, and your mouth watered at the sight.

You traced your fingers around his slit, taking in his precum and licking it from your fingers. It was salty but still delicious. "A good boy would be more patient."

Gaz watched you play with his precum, his breathing growing heavier. His grip on your ass tightened as he held you close to him. "Patient? You're playing with my fucking cock, babe. What do you expect me to do? Be patient?" He groaned, annoyed at you.

"Yes, Kyle, be patient. You need to deserve my cunt first." You laughed at him, enjoying being the dominant part for once.

Gaz groaned, his fingers digging into your hips as he tried to maintain control. "Okay, fuck it. I want you so bad, love. Please, let me taste you. Let me show you just how good I can make you feel."

"Already begging?"

Gaz's eyes locked onto yours, his desire evident in every twitch of his muscles. "You have no idea how much I want you, babe," he said, his voice thick with need. "I've been going insane without you. Please, let me taste your sweet cunt."

You couldn't say no to that beautiful face of his; it should be forbidden to look like that, to look so perfect, so you removed your panties, leaving your blue summer dress on. You threw your panties in his face while giggling.

His eyes widened in surprise as you threw your panties at him, but his cock twitched with anticipation. "Fucking hell, Babe," he growled, grabbing the delicate fabric and bringing it to his nose. "You smell so fucking good."

"Do I now?" you asked cheekily.

His hands traveled up your thighs, fingers teasing the edge of your dress as he spoke. "Like pure fucking heaven," he murmured, his voice low and gravelly. "I can't wait to get inside you."

"Not now, patient baby boy. First, lick me."

Gaz's eyes flashed with desire as you ordered him to lick you. Without hesitation, he pushed your dress up, revealing your wet pussy to him. His tongue darted out, tasting your sweet nectar for the first time. "Fuck," he whimpered.

"Mhm, do you like it when I call you Baby Boy?" you ask while pushing his face deeper inside your throbbing core.

"God, yes," he groaned, his tongue lapping up more of your juices. "I love it when you call me that." Gaz's hands found their way underneath your dress, massaging your ass cheeks as he continued to feast on your pussy.

"Mhm, you're such a good boy for me." You praised him, and it did wonders for him.

His tongue swirled around your clit, sending waves of pleasure through your body. "Mmm, I'll be whatever you want me to be," he growled against your pussy. "Just keep calling me that."

"What a good boy?"

His tongue flicked against your clit faster, his fingers digging deeper into your ass. "Yes, a good boy," he moaned, his voice muffled by your wetness. "I'll be the best fucking boy you've ever had."

You grinded harder against his perfect face, always pulling his short hair to show him you were the one in control.

Gaz let out a low groan as you grind against his face, the taste of your pussy on his tongue driving him wild. He loved how you pulled his hair, showing him who was in control. His fingers dug deeper into your ass cheeks, encouraging you to ride his face harder.

"Mhm, God Gaz."

"You like that, babe?" He murmured against your pussy, his tongue working overtime to drive you wild. "You're so fucking sexy riding my face like that. I could come just from this." You couldn't believe the effect you had on him.

"Be a good boy and cum."

His fingers found your sweet spot, and he thrust them in and out of you while continuing to eat you out. With his remaining hand, he started to rub his dick.

"I'm going to cum," he growled, his voice low and gravelly. "Do you want it on your cunt or all over your ass?"

"You can cum on my pussy." You wanted it inside, but you didn't want him to get this satisfaction.

"God fucking damn," he growled, and without further warning, he erupted onto your pussy. His hips bucked wildly as he came, his cock twitching with every pulse of hot cum. It felt so good and warm around you.

"Lick It Clean," you demanded. You had never done this before, but you felt so powerful right now.

Gaz lapped up every drop of your juices and his cum, cleaning you up meticulously. His tongue traced the inside of your pussy lips, tasting the sweetness that was uniquely yours. "Mmm," he hummed in contentment.

"Mhm, fuck, you're such a good boy," you whined as he lapped on your clit

"I'm always a good boy for you, babe," he purred, nuzzling his face against your throbbing nub. His tongue swirled around it, teasing and tormenting with just the right amount of pressure. "You know I love making you feel good."

"Mhm, please make me cum, baby."

I'll make you cum; don't worry about that," he promised, licking and sucking on your clit like it was the most delicious thing he'd ever tasted.

"Gaz, im going to - fuck," you moaned as you pushed his face into your pleading core.

Gaz groaned in pleasure as he felt your orgasm wash over him. Your juices coated his tongue, and he lapped them up greedily, savoring the taste of you. As you came down from your high, he pulled back to look at you, a satisfied smile on his face.

"Thank you, Gaz, you've been very good." You caressed his pretty face. "You get a reward."

"I always like my rewards, babe," he grinned. He kissed your inner thigh, trailing his tongue up to the delicate skin between your legs. "I think I'll take another taste of you."

"God, you're so eager to please, but I thought more of you could fuck me when you want, even in the ass." You knew that's what he wanted; he looked too often at it, stroking it with his finger by accident. And who were you to deny him this wish?

Gaz chuckled at your bold request. "I'm always eager to please you, babe," he purred, his hands gently guiding your legs apart once more. "And I promise, I will fuck you in the ass, but first, let me taste you some more."

He grinned wickedly as he leaned in, his tongue flicking out to trace the sensitive flesh of your pussy lips. He teased you for a moment before finally pressing his tongue against your clit, sucking gently as he began to lap at your juices once more.

"Oh God"

Gaz hummed in approval as he continued to please you, his tongue dancing around your clit while his fingers teased the entrance of your tight little hole. He moaned softly against your sensitive flesh, savoring the taste of you. "That's it, babe." He began to pump his fingers in and out of your tight little hole, massaging that sweet spot inside you that made you clench around his fingers. His tongue never stopped lapping at your clit, sending shivers of pleasure coursing through your body.

"Fuck, "Im going to cum again, baby."

"Cum for me, babe," Gaz purred, his fingers pumping faster inside you as he sucked harder on your clit. He could feel the walls of your tight little hole quivering around his fingers, preparing to release another wave of pleasure.

Gaz moaned loudly as he felt your body shudder and convulse around his fingers, your juices spurting onto his face. He didn't stop, though, continuing to lap at your clit and finger-fuck you until he was sure you'd had enough.

"Thank you, Gaz; you've been so good to me."

"Always, babe. You know I'll do anything for you." He leaned up to kiss you gently on the lips before pulling his fingers out of your tight little hole. "Come here,"

You saw a big, dark shadow. "I think Simon saw us."

Gaz looked over his shoulder to see Simon watching them with a smirk on his face. He chuckled softly and shook his head before turning back to you. "Well, if he wants a piece of the action, he's more than welcome." But you were still mad at Simon for ignoring you after your sex; he only used you as a cumdump. Well, at least that's what you thought.

"Maybe another time, but I want only you right now, Baby Boy."

"As you wish, babe, I'll make sure it's just me and you." He pulled you into his lap, your legs straddling him as he pressed his throbbing cock against your entrance.

"Are you ready for this?"

"You want me to ride you?"

I think I'd like that, babe." Gaz smiled at you, his eyes dark with desire. He couldn't wait to feel your sweet pussy clenching around his cock as you rode him.

Gaz groaned softly as you slowly grinded on him, pushing his cock deeper inside of you with each movement. He wrapped his arms around you tightly, holding onto you as he felt your warmth enveloping him. "Fuck, that feels good."

You stood still, chuckling softly, knowing you were in control. You wouldn't move until he was a whimpering mess for you.

Gaz raised an eyebrow at you, a playful smile tugging at the corner of his lips. "Are you going to make me beg for it?" He asked teasingly. "Because I don't mind doing that."

"Of course, you don't mind," you replied teasingly.

Gaz lowered his head, his eyes never leaving yours, as he began to plead with you. "Please, babe, I need you to ride me. I can't take much more of this torture." His voice was thick with desire, betraying the vulnerability he tried so hard to hide.

So you slowly started to ride him enough to make him feel something, but not enough to reach his high.

Gaz let out a deep, guttural moan as you began to ride him, his cock throbbing inside of you. He could tell you were holding back just enough to keep him on the edge, it drove him crazy. "Babe, please," he pleaded, his voice cracking slightly. "I need you to ride me harder. I'm about to lose it." He gripped your hips tightly, trying to urge you to move faster.

You pressed the bulge inside your stomach, where his dick rested, chuckling softly as you began to make small circles with your hip.

Gaz's head fell back with a groan as you teased him, his hips bucking up involuntarily against yours. "Fuck, babe," he panted. "You're killing me." His cock twitched inside of you, desperate for release. "Please," he whined.

"You're so impatient, baby."

"I can't help it, babe," he whispered hoarsely. "You're so fucking tight and wet. It feels amazing inside of you." His eyes were filled with lust as he watched your body move on top of him. "Please, babe,"

You moved a bit faster for barely a minute until you felt him twitching inside of you.

Gaz let out a long, low moan as you picked up the pace. His hands gripped your hips tightly, pulling you down onto him with each thrust. "Fuck, yes," he groaned. "That's it, babe. Ride me hard."

As you realized he would cum soon, you stopped and began to only circle your hips again.

"What are you doing, babe?" He growled, his voice full of frustration. "I need you to fucking move." He gripped your hips tightly, trying to urge you to pick up the pace again. "Please,"

"Patient Baby, we need to see if you deserve to cum first." You said you were almost losing your patience at seeing the prettiest boy in the world begging for you to fuck him.

"I'll do anything, babe," he promised desperately. "Just let me cum." His cock throbbed inside of you, his balls aching with need. He looked up at you with pleading eyes, willing you to give in to him. "Please,"

"You're so sweet when you beg, you know that."

Gaz smiled up at you, his eyes filled with adoration. "I'll be whatever you want me to be," he whispered. "Just let me cum inside of you." His hips bucked up against yours as he tried to force himself deeper into your tight pussy.

Gaz's head fell back with a loud moan as you started to ride him hard again. His cock throbbed inside of you, close to the edge. "Fuck, babe," he gasped. "You're going to make me cum." Dumb words, Gaz, you thought.

Gaz looked up at you with a mix of frustration and lust. "Babe," he panted, his voice filled with desperation. "I need to cum. Please let me cum." He gripped your hips tightly, trying to urge you to keep going.

"Be a good boy and take it, okay? If you take it good, I'll let you cum."

Gaz looked up at you, his eyes filled with desire and need. "I'll be good," he promised, his voice barely above a whisper. "I'll take it however you want me to." His cock twitched inside of you, aching for release.

"Only cum when I allow you to."

Gaz nodded eagerly, his eyes locked on yours. "I won't come without your permission," he promised. His hands gripped your hips tightly, pulling you closer to him as he drove his cock deeper into your pussy.

His cock throbbed inside of you, his balls tightening up in anticipation. "Mommy, please, "he panted, his voice filled with desperation. "Please let me cum.

That was new even for you, but you liked it. Did you just call me Mommy?"

Gaz looked up at you, his eyes filled with lust and need. "Yes, Mommy," he panted, his voice shaking with desire. "I can't help it. You make me so hot." His cock throbbed inside of you, aching for release.

"Shh, you're such a good boy. You're so patient for me. Just a minute, okay?"

Gaz nodded eagerly, his eyes locked on yours. "Yes, babe," he panted, his voice shaking with desire. "I'll be patient for you."

He reached up to cup your breasts through your dress, massaging them gently as he continued to thrust into you. He started to whimper, and it was the most beautiful sound you had ever heard before.

"You can cum, baby."

Gaz's eyes rolled back in his head as he hit his release. "Oh fuck, Mommy!" he cried out, losing control. His cock erupted inside of you, filling you with hot cum. He moaned loudly, his body shaking as he came.

"I told you to be patient; it's worth it."

Gaz panted heavily as he came down from his intense orgasm, his cock still twitching inside of you. "That was amazing," he breathed out, looking up at you with a satisfied smile. "You're incredible, babe."

But you still hadn't done enough, and he deserved a reward after all, so you got on all of your fours and presented your round ass to him.

Kyle's eyes widened as you presented yourself to him, his cock twitching at the sight of your exposed ass. He growled while positioning himself behind you.

"Just be gentle." I never had something big like you in it."

Gaz smirked as he rubbed the head of his cock against your tight little ass, using his precum and your wetness as lube. "I'll be as gentle as I can, babe," he promised, slowly pushing his way inside of you.

"Fuck Gaz its too big," you whine as he spreads you in half.

Gaz grunted as he pushed deeper into your tight ass, feeling the walls stretching around him. He took it slow at first, savoring the sensation of being inside of you for the first time. "You're so fucking tight," he groaned, starting to pick up speed. "Rub yourself, babe; it won't hurt so much then."

Gaz moaned as you rubbed yourself, the extra stimulation making it easier for him to thrust deeper into your ass. "Oh fuck, that's it," he groaned, picking up speed even more. "Fuck babe," Gaz growled as he pounded into your ass with reckless abandon.

He could feel his end approaching quickly, and the thought of filling your tight little hole with his cum sent a shiver down his spine. "I'm going to cum, babe,"

"It's okay, cum inside me, love."

Gaz roars as he finally reaches his climax, filling your tight little ass with his hot, thick cum. His muscles tense as he rides out the last few thrusts before finally pulling out and collapsing onto the bed next to you.

"That was intense," you said, smiling at him.

"That it is, babe," Gaz panted, his chest rising and falling rapidly. He reached over to grab a tissue from the nightstand and wiped up some of the cum that had leaked out of your ass. "You did great," he said with a grin.

"I think I won't be able to  walk tomorrow."

"Oh really?" Gaz teased you, running his fingers through your hair playfully. "That means you'll be stuck here with me all day tomorrow, won't you?" He winked at you, knowing full well how much you enjoyed spending time with him.

"Maybe Johnny will sneak in and just steal me away from you."

"Oh, he'll try," Gaz said with a smirk. "But I've got my eye on him. If he thinks he can take you away from me, he's got another thing coming than one single bullet." He pulled you even closer, his strong arms wrapping around your body protectively.

"You're so possessive of me already."

"I can't help it, babe," he replied, kissing your neck softly. "You're mine, and I don't plan on letting anyone take you away from me." He held you tighter, his gaze never leaving yours as he whispered, "Not Cap, Simon, Rudy, Alejandro, Alex, and not even Johnny."

Well, this is how it must feel to have a good boyfriend, you thought before you slowly drifted to sleep.

[t3kandson]

Seed Of Life

Wordcount; 4,115

Fandom; The Boyz

Pairing; Reader & Kim Sunwoo

Warnings; Body worshipping, Hand job, Fingering, Oral sex (Giving and receiving), Full sex including bath sex, creampie, breeding and pregnancy kinks

Notes; requested by @impossiblykeendelusion

You stepped through the door from work to find Kim Sunwoo coming from the shower, water dripping from his curls as droplets roll down his face. The urge to brush away the droplet that’s rolled down his inner chest towards his navel was high. Sunwoo cleared his throat attaching your attention back with his eyes widened as his grin so big his pearl whites was on display.

“Are you home for the night, or just coming home for a bite? he teased arching his neck, fingers catching a loose droplet of water as he smudged it in to his collar bone suggestively. You gulped catching your breath trying to compose yourself, but it was too late he was strolling over with his usual prowl. Those eyes only had one thing on its mind, you was about to be his meal, he was going to devour you and in that second you wanted it despite being weary from work and in the need for a good soak in the bath. But when a god like Kim Sunwoo is standing with that fine ass body in your view, you felt energy and life vibe through your veins.

“Are you poorly baby?” he asked standing so close you could smell the Mirto di Panarea, making your mouth water at the delicious and enticing smell of his favourite Aqua di Parma aftershave, That was without the added scent of his seduction. “No,” you whispered shaking your head. “Well you seem to have lost the ability to talk,” he said stroking his thumb along your bottom lip. “Just tired,” you gasped as your heart thundered under your chest. The emotions of Sunwoo’s touch always flooding your ability to think clearly. He always had the desire to make you melt as if he was a powerful alluring sex god.

His ‘fuck off it’s my life’ tattoo on his rib cage in your sight giving to his rebel bad boy image. But you knew beneath the fuck boy mask he had the most gentlest of hearts, soft and romantic making him the perfect boyfriend.

However, when it came to your sex life he was made from the core of the earth, his entire existence burned you at the core with just a glance. He knew how he could have you melt at just one look and when he was in the mood like he seemed he was tonight, you knew you was in trouble.

“Oh baby let me run a bath for you,” he said ghosting sweet kisses along your jawline. A move of the sweet boyfriend you had fallen in love with, but you wasn’t in denial, he was in torture mode tonight. He pulled you towards the bathroom placing you on the stool as he went under the bathroom sink closet, pulling outthe basket of bathroom goodies. He poured bath salts into the bath letting the water wash over them. He lit a selection of candles, positioning them alongside several locations.

“Oh your so tired you forgot to take your clothes off,” he teased as he walked towards you. Your hands took to the buttons of your work uniform dress. As he stood there stealing your eye contact as if you was in a trance while you removed the uniform. “And them,” he said with an slightly excited smirk that told you he was slowly losing his cool smooth edge to his torture as you fondled with your bra clasp.

His eyes brightened with the sight of your naked body as he Removed his towel. As it dropped to the floor his cock stood hard and proud against his stomach, the veins pulsating that the urge to touch it was almost unbearable. He walked towards you, his body close against you as he leaned in. Your lips ready to clash with his, but he moved him self backwards before you could kiss him, smirking as he showed the handful of dissolvable rose petals as he turned to the bath throwing them in.

He walked towards the light switch leaving you to the light of the several candles he had lit. His hands brushing against yours as they laced briefly as he pulled you towards the bath. He got in sinking himself down, you watched as the water rose to his rib cage. His tattoo submerged as he rested his arms back against the bathtub relaxing as he opened his hand to take yours.

You sat in the bath slipping between his legs, his hardened member hard against your lower back, his hands cupping your breasts as he pulled you into his chest. He kissed your crown, as his fingers found there way to your nipples as he gently rubbed around your Areola’s, goosebumps surrounding your breasts to his touch as the nipples hardened.

“So baby tell me how’s your day at work been?” he asked. You sighed as you slipped into the flow of conversation, his fingers rubbing around your breast and occasionally tweaking your nipple to try and make you lose your words and especially your train of thoughts, chuckling each time he was successfully stealing back your focus.

His hands slipped down your navel towards your heat connecting with your nub as your hands gripped the handle bars to the bath. Your heart thumping in your chest as any thought of work kicked away, the conversation truly dead. His throatily chuckles in your ear making your core shiver despite the hot bath water against your skin.

“Baby let your day go,” he cooes. “How?” you groan despite already knowing the answer. The answer is him, let go and sink into him, and you do just that.

You spin yourself to face him, the glow of the candle light twinkling in his eyes adding an extra enticing view of this sexy red hot blooded man. Your hands stroking his collar bone looking at every dip of skin. His neck looking delicious and the desire to mark him up pulsates through you. You reach your lips to his neck peppering kisses, his hands find there way to your ass to pull you in closer as you suckle onto his skin, till you can taste the iron from the blood you’ve pierced from the suction.

You sit back to admire the mark you left on him, as you trail your hand around the outline. “Vampire tonight are we?” he chuckles, “maybe,” you tease, as he gives the other side of his neck to you. “Mark me up baby,” he said, his eyes daring you as you run your tongue down his neck clamping your mouth down.

You straddle him, he pushes himself further down the bath so your legs can rest behind him as you push your heat down onto his hardened member. “Don’t be a tease, sink my pussy on to your cock,” he smirks making his claim to your heat, letting you know his own is your property. You position yourself above the top of his cock sliding down him, grateful for the water to act as lubrication as his member stretches you.

He placed his hands by your ass as he kisses, his lips passionately attacking yours as you slip your tongue in his mouth. You bounce up and down his cock, his hands on your ass helping to guide you from their tight grip around him. Your walls clamping themselves around his cock as it hits your sweet spot immediately. “Baby release,” he cooes as his speed fastens against yours, his returning mouth helping to suck down the moans leaving your lips. The water splashing over the bath tub as you both fuck each other, moans loud that his kiss can’t contain them as you fall off into your high taking him not long after. Your speed slows, till his hands reach towards your back pulling you into his chest, both you panting as your spent, eyes locked as if you have both entranced each other.

Your zone was broke when his thumb stroked the bottom of your lip, a smirk upon his face. “You are so beautiful when your lost,” he teased, earning a splash of water against him. His wide teeth splashed grin as the water dripped down his face did nothing to calm the emotions still stirring in you. “You hungry baby?” He asked brushing a finger in between your breasts dragging it towards your navel. “For real food,” he adds with a wink knowing your thought process already.

You nod as he leaned up to pull himself out the tub, watching as the water dropped down his back as they dribbled down his perfect peachy ass, his eyes locking with yours in the mirror. “One day your stop wanting to devour me every minute,” he teased into the reflection. “No, never, how could I when that very delicious human is you,” you replied biting your lip. He turned to face you his eyes burning into yours. “Good because I never want to stop being your dessert,” he said leaning down to kiss you on your forehead before offering you his hand to get out the bath.

Once out he wrapped a towel around your body softly and slowly using it to dry you as he help pat you dry. Taking his time to enjoy the grope of your breast beneath the towel, his eyes never leaving yours as your core burned under his heated glaze. How his eyes could engulf you, was a magical talent of his.

You watched a single droplet fall from his curl down his chest as you watched it form down his naval towards his member that was twitching under your view.

You mouth watered, before you slid to your knees. “Baby real food,” he lowly growled that made your senses enlighten. “I just want a snack,” you said smirking at him, your hand gripping his semi in your palm before you placed your warm mouth around him, feeling it harden under your tongue. You hollowed, as you started bobbing your mouth up and down his shaft, him gripping on the sink to steady himself. You sped up as your hands fondled his balls, despite cuming earlier they felt heavy. “Fuck Y/N,” he growled as you curved your tongue around the shaft that was attacking your throat. Your gag reflux beginning to fail you as his thrusts became heavier meeting your bobbling rhythm. “Shit Y/N, I’m going to cum,” he cried as one of his hands laced with your hair. You deepened your suction as he growled, filling your throat up with his white liquid as you continued to suck him dry, watching him shake from his high comedown heavily panting above you. You released his soft member from your mouth to look up at him smirking as you took to your feet.

His hands wrapped around your neck pulling you in closer as he kissed you, sucking himself off your tongue till he left you panting. He kissed beneath your ear before whispering, “next time I don’t want you to swallow our babies,” he said swatting your ass before turning to leave the room.

His words making you feel weak as you gripped on to the sink. Images of him swelling your belly with his child hitting your arousal as your core tingled with excitement.

By the time you joined him in the living room dressed in some sexy lingerie that you had dashed to find, Sunwoo was finishing the order for Dinner. He turned to face you, his eyes widening as he took in the view growling as you sat on the chair legs spread. His eyes darting to the crutch less pink glistening heat on purposely displayed. He glided towards you, his black T-shirt he put on hugging the glorious muscles that even you could still admire fully clothed.

“Are you trying to kill me off?” Sunwoo smirked as he tipped your face to look up at him. “Well I’m only giving you a taste of your own medicine Sunwoo,” you say innocently. He shivers as you call his name, before sliding to the floor, his hands on either side of your thighs, He licks his lips so erotically before licking a strip up your folds smirking at you, “but I think it’s time for a snack,” he whispers deeply that you feel your arousal pool.

Another lick of your core has you moan out when he swirls the sensitive bud that’s throbbing from his tongue. The way his eyes doesn’t leave you as he suckles and tongue fucks you into your growing orgasm, leaving you panting for air as your hands cling to his shoulders. You walls clench around his tongue as he speeds it against your heat, your hands in his hair as you bring your pelvis to meet his mouth, your orgasm teething on the edge. His suction on your nub is the final push as you let your juices flow to his awaiting tongue to swallow every drop of your release, as he feverishly eats you out as if his life depends on it, your body convulsing to the sensitive touch.

When he finishes he looks up at you smirking while you pant, one hand displayed over your belly as he looks to admire the skin, he bites his lips as he looks in a daze and his earlier words fits the puzzles of his thoughts. Before he can say a word the door interrupts as he goes to fetch your food.

While you was munching on your Sushi you looked up to see Sunwoo’s eyes focused on you. In his grasp a chocolate truffle, he places it near his mouth suckling on the tip, leaving melted chocolate. He swiped his tongue alongside his lips, but when he popped it in his mouth with a groan you felt your walls clench around nothing. He smirked at you with a shit eating grin knowing how riled from the act you was getting. When his hand reached for another, you grabbed his wrist, Sunwoo looking up to you with his innocent puppy eyes, his plump lips pouting.

“Kim Sunwoo do you have to be so painfully sexy hot as well as annoying,” you scoffed. He raised an eyebrow smirking, “painfully hot,” he mouthed. “Don’t go pretending you don’t know how crazy you make me,” you said feeling the ache he was making on your core. “I make you crazy?” he smiled innocently making you groan from your throbbing core and frustration even though he had attended to your needs twice already. “Yes Sunwoo you know you do, your stupid sexy body kills me and your using it as a weapon,” You ranted. He chuckled in response shaking his head, “please tell me how….. every little detail,” he whispered, his voice making you shiver.

“For starters that,” you moaned biting your lip. “What I’m not doing anything,” he chuckled. “That voice it drives me crazy,” you said your voice slightly cracking with the arousal his voice has already seeped into you. He walked closer to you leaning against your ear, “what like this,” he whispered against your neck as a moan escaped, “yeah like that,” you whispered as his lips ghosted over your neck. “And that,” you panted, “and that what,” he whispered nibbling your ear that your eyes rolled to the back of your head.

You knew If you wore panties right now they would be soaking wet, instead the chair felt damp underneath. “Y/N,” he said snapping you from your thought as he stood leaning against the table smirking like a Cheshire Cat. “And that what?” He repeated. “That innocent act like your the cat that caught the cream,” you finally said finding your voice. “I think your the cat that caught the cream,” he teased with a wink, as he bit on his lip.

His stupid face pushing you off the edge as you leapt off the chair, pausing the conversation as you pulled him by the T-shirt towards you, crashing your lips into his with a neediness. Your core was on fire and in another desperate need to have him in you again. His hands reaching behind your head pulling you closer to him, his tongues clashing with yours as you both devoured each other’s mouths. You pulled him into you, your pelvis rubbing against his clothed bulge as you suckled his moans.

He spun you around leaning over the table, he wastes no time pulling his boxers down as he slowly pushes his member into you as you rest your head onto the table. Your eyes roll to the back of your head as he slowly starts thrusting into you, till he was fully in. “I want to fill you up with my cum, baby,” he cooes as he starts his rhythm, your walls clenching around him to his words. His hands wrapping around your stomach instead of your waist as he thrusts into you, his speed increasing as his moans get louder as he chases his orgasm, clearly leaving you behind.

His hand sprayed out on the skin of your tummy fills your mind with his earlier words. “Fill me with your seed,” you let slip, your words making his speed hasty and needy as he hits your sweet spot making your own orgasm build to chase his. “My seed, my baby,” he grunts spilling just that inside you, the warmth fluid pushing you over yours as your walls clench his member while you both ride out your highs.

As you laid there panting over the table, Sunwoo’s body draped over yours, he chuckles before saying, “what else do I use to kill you.” “Your words, your stupid sexy hot words that seem to push me over the edge,” you pant as he laughs leaning off you.

You both chuckled while he cleaned the few dishes and cups from dinner while you wrapped your arms around him. You smelled his perfect Sunwoo scent even with the smell of sex on him it was perfect.

“I’d like to breathe,” he chuckled as you released your grip for him to turn to face you. “You smell so nice,” you chuckled resting into his chest. “I take it that’s one of those stupid things I do to make you go crazy,” he teased kissing your crown as he pulled you tighter. “Yes your stupid smell,” you whispered as your hands reached his ass as you fondled. “And my ass too?” He asked playing with the strands of your hair. “Definitely that, I want to kiss it, in fact I want to kiss and touch every part of your body,” you said continuing to grope his ass. “Do you now,” he quizzed leaning down to pepper kisses down your nose. You nodded as he let his kisses reach your lips pulling away as yours moved with his, chuckling before lacing his fingers with yours as he took you to the bedroom.

He removed his clothes as you gasped at his nakedness again. “How many times have you seen me naked, yet you always look like it’s the first time,” he chuckled. “Because your so painfully sexy hot I’ve already told you,” you scoffed letting your eyes take down to his member twitching as it begins to stiffen. “Right back at you baby,” he cooes letting his hand slide down your body, resting briefly on your stomach as he bit his lip.

He laid on the bed, his cock hardening as a slight dribble escaped you. You blushed wiping your clearly melted state to him, but he didn’t miss it as his hands reached down to his member stroking it letting it fall back hitting his stomach. “So you was saying you want to do what to every inch of my skin?” he smirked spreading out on the bed more comfortably, resting his head on the pillow eyes closed.

You admired the view of the sex god before your hands rubbed his feet, rolling a finger down the insoles as his feet clenched, chuckling. “I thought you said admire not torture me,” he said leaning on his arms, his eyes blown, his tongue poking from the corner of his mouth. “What like you torture me,” you say as you move your finger in the air, pointing from his feet to his head, to his raised smirking grin. “You torture yourself,” he winks before resting back on the bed, while your hands continued to rub against his feet. The way his cute innocent toes looked, his hard defined calf’s was memorising. The more your hand reached up his thighs, the more your core throbbed.

Sunwoo was also clearly feeling the same, goosebumps following up his skin from your touch as soft moans escaped his lips. You kissed the inner thighs, admiring his bronzed glow as you hands skipped past his throbbing member as it found his stomach. The perfect soft skin to view which when you touched wasn’t actually soft, the hardened muscle toned stomach as you kissed it. Sunwoo’s hands resting on your head, you followed your kisses up his chest following his abs line as if your lips was drawing on him. Your tongue making sure to swirl around his nipple as Sunwoo’s muscles tensed, stifling a laugh. When your lips left, you let your hands follow suit, touching and stroking every inch of his stomach, abs and chest. Biting your lip as you struggled to contain the needy heat that was slowly building in you. You was sure you could just cum from stroking and kissing him.

You straddled him, his member between your folds as he moaned out loud. His hands finding your waist despite the fact you felt the feeling rather enticing, pushing your boundaries close to just fucking him there and then. You continued to let your hands stroke along his collar bone as you attached your lips kissing every inch, especially the marks you made on him earlier. Your hands stroking his arms as his body shivered, More kisses travelling down one of his arms, following down his smaller then average hands that was still bigger then yours. You placed a finger in your mouth sucking it erotically as Sunwoo growled, it being the final act to make him lose himself as he flipped you on to your back.

“As much as I want you to continue to admire my skin and mentally fuck me, I have my limits too and I need you,” he growled, his lips finding your neck. “I want to fuck you so your filled with so much of my cum your pregnant,” he whispered, his hands finding your stomach. His eyes blown with neediness and you felt it just as much, his words pushing you over the edge. “Promises promises,” you tested him to his wicked grin, “oh baby no promises, your not leaving this house till your swelling with my child,” he threatens.

His lips clashing with yours as your wall tightened around nothing. He wastes no time lifting one of your legs over his shoulder as he positions himself straddling over your other leg, slamming his member into you, stilling as he moans, “fuck Y/N your pussy is made for me,” he cry’s as he starts his thrusts against you.

The angle has him pressing against your cervix, cry’s of the mixture of pain and pleasure washing over you, his hand over your stomach. “Our baby,” he pauses biting his lip, “soon,” he adds moaning. His words has your walls clench around him, hungrily milking him for his seed. He speeds his rhythm, your hand on-top of his, his eyes lighting up as he continues to fuck you. Your body slamming into each other as you help him chase both your high together, not taking long before you both cum at the same time, your walls helping to pump his white stain against them.

He moved over your other leg so he can hook it over his shoulder as he presses his body further into you, so your ass is further in the air, his member still inside softening. “My cocks going to stop our babies leaving us,” he cooes, his hand caressing your jaw, pure devotion in his eyes. “And when I get hard again, which with your beauty won’t take long I’ll fill you up more,” he whispers against your neck before your lips clash again, his member twitching inside you.

Sunwoo kept his word, you fucked and made love, in every room of your apartment till the birds rose, till your body was sore and you was sure you saw a slight bulge already forming, filled with the large amount of seed he had filled you up with.

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[valkyrieandstrangeridingaragorn]

"I haven't seen it but I guess the pie scene comes after this Brad interrogation?"

It does. Mobius loses control when Brad calls him "nothing" and "a nowhere man" and he slaps Brad, so Loki takes Mobius out of the room. Mobius is upset about losing it and rushes off. They end up at the pie room.

Mobius: I lost it.

Loki: It's okay. Look, it happens. You know, sometimes a rage builds up and you just gotta... let it out. Do you remember that time I was so angry with my father and my brother, I went down to Earth and I held the whole of New York City hostage with an alien army? Tried to use the Mind Stone on Tony Stark. It didn't work, so I threw him off the building. [...] I lost it. Sometimes our emotions get the better of us.

We know from the Marvel site: Gifted with a Scepter that acted as a mind control device, Loki would be able to influence others. Unbeknownst to him, the Scepter was also influencing him, fueling his hatred over his brother Thor and the inhabitants of Earth.

So, as far as Loki knows, a big part of what fueled him during the invasion was genuine anger. He makes it sound humorous to cheer Mobius up.

... except most people will ignore that part and choose to believe that Loki really did attack NYC because he was in a bad mood, because lol that's so funny or whatever. Do I wish they'd actually state the entire truth, Thanos and all, on screen? Fuck yes. Marvel continuing to not do that has been infuriating.

As for Brad, he intentionally kept Dox's plan a secret, so he supported her decision and had no problem with her pruning the branches - as long as he wasn't the one being pruned. He no longer wears the uniform, but he's still complicit.

Thank you. That last paragraph, specifically... why isn't Mobius framed the same way as Brad then? All these agents are the same, their ideologies are the same. They may not know about their past memories as variants, but they agree with the TVA and their methods. They say: "Following orders". Yeah, right, because they agree with them.

Anyhow... Mobius loses it but he's comforted and his actions are no mark of his personality, his core being or his moral failings? How quaint. If only Loki was treated with the same compassion. This is more of the same bullshit framing from S1. Some characters, namely this Mobius guy (is it obvious that I don't like him? lol), can never do wrong. What a shitty way to write a character. He's evil, let him be evil!

Okay, enough of the fascist, let me go back to Loki. I get what you mean regarding Loki's anger, but my main issue with that line is 1) The absolute erasure of Thanos, 2) The mention of the Mind Stone but only with Loki as the executor, never the victim, 3) He speaks of his anger but he doesn't expand on it.

Marvel does that a lot lately. They mention something in passing but they don't want to take the time to really talk about it, and therefore they end up simplifying a complex matter and the characters are put in "good" and "bad" boxes with superficial purposes that can be easily understood but do nothing to flesh them out. Quite the opposite, they become carbon copies of who they used to be.

Like, why not include a line during that conversation where Loki explains why he was convinced Thor had pushed him off the bridge? I don't want Loki to comfort Mobius, I want him to kick his ass and eat his head, but if he has to comfort him for... reasons... then do so, talk about anger and then mention "Although of course at the time the Stone was messing with my head and I even thought Thor had thrown me off the bridge." I'm not a writer but you get what I mean. One line, it takes 5 seconds, and you get a reference to a previous movie but a reference that is accurate and not a lie. He can even say it in a lighthearted manner if he wants to because he's supposed to cheer the fascist up.

They just don't want to. It doesn't fit their narrative of the narcissist Loki (ugh).

[sasukimimochi]

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Chapter 1, Promise

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 (You are here). Part 4 Part 5

Chapter 2, You Are My Home (Coming soon...)

To see full warnings, go to part 1. Warnings for this part: mention of blood, mention of nudity, Violence.

Mood song for Part 3

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Ch 1, Part 3:

· ✦ The Yiling Laozu ✦ ·

His body felt light.

“Mm…” He shifted, though he couldn’t pull away from whatever was holding him. “Mn?” He frowned, opening his eyes hazily to see nothing but clouds below him. Huh. 

He was moving up, not down…So he wasn’t falling. How did he even get here? He didn’t have much time to think about this however, as whatever had him suspended snapped. Suddenly pain bloomed in his back, grimacing as his body fell out of the sky.

“Hahaha! Got another one!”

Wei Wuxian’s eyes snapped open as a large demon in red and white grabbed onto whatever was embedded in his back. “Wen Zhuliu! Let's go, Take that other one-”

Wei Wuxian started to thrash violently as soon as he realized something was very wrong.

“Oh fuck he’s awake! Zhuliu!!”

It’d been so long since his body and mind cooperated, and like a quake in his bones his thoughts screamed.

Fight.

Fight!

FIGHT!

He twisted his body and clocked the greasy demon right in the face, and he was free momentarily again. As he plummeted towards the earth, He realized his body was billowing in ethereal blues and golds. He held out his hand in front of him, trying to figure out what was happening through squinting eyes trying to shield themselves from the whipping winds.

His form was nothing like what he was expecting. Had he really passed on? His heart leapt, the rosy jade of his husband’s smile flying into his mind's eye. If he was alive and in the next life, he needed to get away from these demons!

“Zhuliu! He’s got a core, do something about it!” The greasy one hissed, flying after the plummeting spirit but keeping a safe distance.

Wei Wuxian glared, gathering spiritual energy in his fist. He punched plenty of corpses before when he had no weapon, and he was ready to whirl this into the nearest body that approached him.

However, he was up against two demons.

In moments, he was restrained again and this time, as the loud demon held him so tightly he thought his arms might break, the other hit him square in the chest with a hand coated in red and black magic.

Wei Wuxian gasped, breath stuttering as he felt something within him twist, snap, and rupture. He went slack, breath fluttering in panic. He didn’t know what just happened, but all of his fight was sucked right out of him abruptly. What did they do to him?!

As the three flew into the gaping maw of a cave of flames, a feeling of loss enveloped him, the image of his husband’s smile fading from his mind like it’d been obscured by fog. Lan Zhan…

Then, he felt white-hot pain.

“Aaaahhhh!!!”

He wrenched his arms free, landing in a crumpled heap as he took his head in his hands and thrashed on the ground. It felt like his head was going to split open! For a moment he wondered if it had, as he felt something hot flow over his hands in gushing waves. The pain traveled down his spine, throwing his hands to the grass- grass? below and breathing raggedly until that hit its peak too. In moments he was surrounded by wriggling tails wreathed in blue flames, his new, naked body trembling in their heat.

He could hear the laughing of that greasy demon just barely past the blood rushing in his ears in pulses, and it made him so…angry. 

These demons wanted him to be one of their kind and had successfully taken advantage of him, dragging him through the gates of hell. So now, he could no longer ascend. He had been so close to him…A fresh wave of tears rolled down his face, his head tilting slightly until the two demons were in his sight once more. The quiet one was staring at him while the other was preparing something- it looked like a metal collar.

They robbed him of his chance to see his husband again.

They wanted to rob him of his freedom now, too?

Ha. Haha…hahahaha!

Anger turned into something darker and twisted in his form like poison, forcing him to stand up on shaking legs. The quiet one- Wen Zhuliu if he remembered and heard right- looked much more serious than his companion, and elbowed the other demon as Wei Wuxian finished standing up.

The two were now staring as Wei Wuxian became eerily still, the only movement left in his tails.

“What? Is he done screaming already?”

Wei Wuxian’s head tilted slightly, pupils shrinking into slits as searing blue hues broke off in fractals from his eyes. “Do you miss the sound of screams?” His voice was cold and quiet, but clearly its presence was not welcome as both demons suddenly became much more serious.

Wen Zhuliu spoke quietly, realizing the problem they now had on their hands quickly, “You should have put it on him while he was still transforming.”

“It’s two against one, we’ll be fine!” The greasy demon sneered. “How was I supposed to know it’d be over so quickly? Let's just shackle him and go-” He was abruptly cut off as Wei Wuxian felt a surge of power rise up from where his core once was, clawed hands slamming the two demons down by their throats.

His tails whipped out and held down their arms, the collar falling out of the smaller demon’s hands as he did so.

Wei Wuxian said nothing as he watched the two struggle underneath him, eyes narrowing in a dark, dangerous fury. “A quick death isn't enough for you.”

The screams could be heard for miles.

Coated in blood, Wei Wuxian turned his head towards his now to-be home.

the sketch i did a while ago for this scene ;) it's not completely accurate but i'll probably change it a little when i actually post COI properly.

see you in the next part!

See other COI/MDZS content here on my masterpost. ❤Art for the banner is here.

[despairforme]

blood, pride, god

damn ,, ask meme .    

BLOOD. -What types of injuries has your muse sustained? What was the worst?  ( already answered )  PRIDE. -What is your muses biggest flaw? GOD. -Does your muse believe in a god? If so, describe it.

      He already talked about his injuries, and they weren’t THAT interesting, so he wasn’t going to repeat himself. It WAS tempting to talk about them again though, because he’d MUCH rather talk about his past injuries than answer the second question. What was his biggest flaw? He had a TON of things fucking wrong with him, so? Take your fucking pick? The list was really long. What was the worst flaw of them all? He had to think about that for a moment. Definitely, what was worst for himself was that he was so gloomy. He’d feel like shit for absolutely no reason. ‘ Depression ‘, people called it, apparently. Nnoitra hated the thought of being so weak that he’d get something as stupid as depression, but yeah. That’s what THAT was. The heavy feeling that hardly ever went away. If he could remove ONE trait from himself, he’d pick his gloomy nature any day of the week. It had to feel really good, to just be happy. Another bad trait of his was that he was simply a bad person. A terrible person, straight to his core. He had hurt people. He had treated those he cared about the most like shit. He had done things he could never find redemption from. He was treacherous, self-serving, selfish, violent, unfair, untrustworthy, cruel... Yeah. That was just his personality. His life probably would’ve been better if he just STOPPED being himself. But he didn’t know how to stop. He didn’t want to be some fake ass bitch either. He knew he’d end up chasing everyone away. Nobody would ever love him, and if they did - they’d only love him for a short while. Like Kyota had. Like Grimmjow had. MAN he was getting depressed by this!

       ❝ My biggest flaw? Take yer fuckin’ pick. ❞ He held his arms out as if to present himself and all his flaws. ❝ I’d say my shitty mood. Wish I was one’a ‘em happy-go-lucky types. ❞ That would’ve been great.

      The next question - At least that wasn’t so difficult. ❝ My mom raised me ‘ta be a Christian, but I don’t really believe in God or whateva’. ❞ He had mixed feelings about religion. In some ways, he found it comforting if there was a God somewhere. It meant that everything that happened to him HAD HAPPENED because he deserved it. God did punish the wicked after all. It also meant that when he died, he’d go to hell, where he could pay for his sins. That was a comforting feeling, because he definitely knew he deserved to suffer. He also wanted to believe that his mother was in heaven. She deserved that. On the other hand - It was a stupid story, wasn’t it? A man in the sky ruling over the earth? What a fucking fairy tale. The world was fucked up. Unfair shit happened to people every day, so if there was a God, he was one sadistic son of a bitch. And - why would he make bad people in the first place? Why had he created Nnoitra to be like this? So many questions, and no answers. That was what made it hard to believe in God. 

[marveicinematics]

how do gods workout? (thor x reader, smut)

Summary : Thor joins you when you are boxing in the training room, and you end up asking him questions about the way he works out.

Pairing : Thor x female reader.

Words : 1,614.

TW : Smut. Dirty talk, unprotected sex, grinding/dry humping, fingering, oral (male receiving), squirting, choking.

Note : This is my first time writing about Thor. It turned out way kinkier than it was supposed to be. 

I’m open for request, just check the submit new stories button on my page. ♡

The training room was empty when you walked in. You were used to coming here so early that no one was awake, yet. Wearing your sport bra and a pair of black leggings, you tied your hair up in a ponytail before doing a quick warm-up. Once your body was ready for some exercices, you started boxing and kicking the bag in front of you. Lately, it was the only thing that helped you with your stress and your frustration. After what seemed to be forever but was probably only fifteen minutes, you heard the door open and saw Thor enter. You hated working out when one of the Avengers was in the room. Inferiority complex, you believed. Nodding your head when you heard his ‘hey’, you tried to focus on your session. Truth was, you had never really been close to Thor. He had that intimidating aura that was constantly radiating from him. He was a god, after all. He came from another world. He could control thunder, and his evil brother tried to subdue the whole planet. Frowning, you looked towards him as you saw him sitting down on one of the workout bench. “Wait“, you interrupted, getting his attention on you again. “You work out?“

“Yes, of course.“ Thor seemed baffled by your question, so you stepped closer, trying to explain your point. “But you’re a god.“ “I know I am. That doesn’t mean I got this body because of my powers. You should have seen my dad.“ You chuckled, not sure whether it was a joke or not — was a god allowed to joke? Silently, your eyes lingered on his chest and down to his sculpted abs. He was wearing a t-shirt that was probably two sizes too small for him. You should probably have thanked whoever helped him out with shopping on earth. “I’ve never seen you working out.“ “I usually do it at night, in my room.“ Once again, you chuckled, looking up at him and positive it had to be a dirty joke. His straight face made you realized how serious he was about it, and a soft ‘oh’ escaped your lips before your cheeks turned red. “Do you mean… working out with somebody?“ You asked him, thinking he was just bragging about the amount of girls and boys he was spending his nights with, probably. “No, I’d rather work out alone, actually.“ Your eyes widened and your face went scarlet at the thought of Thor having some alone time in his room. “You mean… Wait, what are we talking about?“ You asked. “Working out. Isn’t it the topic of the conversation?“ Once again, he looked perplex. You paused only to make sure this time, you were understanding each other. “You weren’t talking about sex?“ “Hell no“, he said, making you smile. “Why would I be mentioning that I do it by myself, in my room and at night, if I was talking about…“ He stopped halfway through, frowning. “… Never mind, I get it now.“ Bursting into laughter, you covered your mouth with your hand. It seemed to ease Thor who smiled, visibly amused by the turn this conversation took. “Well, I do sometimes use this type of… workout, too.“ “Just to be clear, you are talking about sex, now?“ He laughed, and for some reason a couple of butterflies flew in your stomach, making your face blush again. “I am.“ It took both of you a minute to calm your giggles. You breathed out when you finally felt calmer, facing Thor whose eyes hadn’t left your face since you started talking to him. He must have seen all shades of red coloring your cheeks, by now. “What about right now?“ You finally asked, but your sincere eyes shared how serious you were about that question. “Well, I’m definitely not in the mood for some fun time by myself.“ Hesitating, you took a step closer to the bench. Maybe it was how early it was, or the few exercices you had time to do before he arrived that made you feel powerful, but you didn’t feel like letting go of what you wanted right now. And what you wanted was him. “But you’re not by yourself.“ You expected him to frown, or laugh, or have any kind of reaction. Instead of it, he stayed quiet for a few seconds, enough time for you to start feeling ashamed about how bold you had been. But just when you thought about running away from this room, Thor grabbed your wrist and pulled you in, locking your lips with his. You sighed in surprised, giving his tongue access to your mouth before completely letting go of any form of control over your own body. Giving in to Thor’s actions, you grabbed his shoulders to maintain your balance as he settled you down on his knees, still sitting on the bench. As his lips were devouring yours with hunger and envy, his strong hands moved under your bra to cup your breasts, making you moan in delight. He knew what he was doing and how to drive you absolutely insane, as if he was reading your mind. The only moment his lips left yours was when he put his mouth on your breast, licking and sucking at your nipple to get it hard and sensitive for him. “Fuck, Thor.“ You groaned, arching against him to give him more access. As your hips pushed closer to his, you felt how hard he was under his shorts. You shivered in anticipation, realizing how big he seemed to be. Teasing him, you started moving your hips against his shaft, earning a soft groan as he bit down on your nipple. You ground against him harder, feeling yourself getting soaking wet through your leggings. His hips met yours frenetically, and you could tell he was already enjoying this. Your moans became lourder as you felt the familiar tickling in between your legs. “Wait, please. I want you inside me.“ You begged, trying to move away from him, only to have Thor’s arms slamming you against his strong body again. “I’m going to bend you over this bench and fuck you senseless until you cum screaming my name.“ And he did. Before you could realize, you were bend over the bench, ass facing the blonde man and your legs spread for him. Of course, he tore your legging and panties up, which caused you to moan louder. Filling you with one quick thrust right after he pushed his shorts down, you had confirmation about how big he was, his cock brushing your inner walls as he kept going deeper. “Do you like it?“ You asked, turning your face to see him. He was sweating, his hands grabbing your waist only to pull you towards him at each thrusts. Everything about his face screamed pleasure, from his closed eyes to the way he was biting his lip down, almost making himself bleed. Feeling bold again, you gave a hard thrust towards him, letting him entering you harder than he expected it. “I said, do you like being inside me.“ “Yes, fuck yes. I do!“ He groaned as he leaned towards you. One of his hand grabbed your breast that was bouncing to the rhythm of his hips, and the other one rested on your throat, making you gasp at the thought of it. You felt your core clench around his cock, making it harder for him to move. “Oh fuck, love. You want me to choke you, don’t you?“  He asked, as his grip tighten around your throat. “You need my hand around your throat while I fuck you hard and make your pussy squirt for me.“ You knew he was right. He must have been, because you felt so close already. Thor pulled out and made you whine to the loss. But he quickly freed your breast to push two fingers inside of you as his other hand tighten again, making it harder for you to catch your breath. “There, love. You better cum for me, harder than you ever had, okay?“ You nodded, and his fingers curled inside you, hitting your spot and making you scream in pleasure. You felt your legs shake as he pushed faster, his thumb finding your clit to rub it at the same rhythm. This man knew how to finger a woman. Eyes closed shut, your walls tightened around his fingers when you neared your orgasm, and he choked you as his fingers paced up inside yourself. “I’m coming!“ That’s all you were able to scream before silently coming against his hand, making a mess of everything as your juice squirted out on your legs and on Thor’s hand. He kept fingering you, making it hard for you to gain some control back. You just kept shaking and coming, O-face attesting of how lost you were in the pleasure he was giving you. It was probably one of the best orgasm you ever experienced. “Good girl.“ You took a deep breath when he let go of your throat and took his fingers out of your pussy only to lick them clean. Still panting, you kneeled in front of Thor, looking up at him. “What are you doing?“ “Helping you finish your workout.“ You said, licking the tip of his erected cock. He moaned loudly, grabbing your ponytail right before you put his whole length inside your mouth, inch by inch, making him buck his hips a couple of time. You only took it out when you gaged. “Open your mouth, I’m close.“ He ordered, and you obeyed. Mouth opened, tongue out, you watched the god of thunder’s fist working fast on his cock as he reached heaven. “God, yes!“ He screamed as he came undone, emptying his hot seed on your tongue. You licked him clean and swallowed, as he was catching his breath, before wiping your mouth clean with the back of your hand. “That was a good work out, I think.“ Thor nodded, looking down at you before helping you back on your feet. “We should do that again, later. But we need to find you new pants, first.“

[ysljoon]

Lunchbox Friends|Park Jimin x Reader

This fanfic is mature so please avoid if you are not 18+. This is also a yandere fic so there are sensitive topics.

Warnings: Drinking/mentions of alcohol, partying, oral sex (f receiving), assault (Jungkook gets punched by Jimin), choking, noncon sex, Jimin is a peeping tom, masturbation, creampie. threats, mentions of a knife

Jimin had been by your side since middle school and you guys have been stuck together by the hip since then and refuse to separate. You don’t ever plan on living your life without him as he has seen you at your highest highs and your lowest lows. He knows you inside and out and you wouldn’t want this any other way. It wasn’t until you guys went to college that you realized your friendship had overstepping boundaries. It wasn’t noticeable to you until your friends pointed it out to you and even then you were still in denial. Why would your best friend suddenly not look out for you? It just didn’t make sense to you and you wanted to push it out of your mind.

Tonight was Hoseok and Jungkook’s party and you felt the whole campus buzzing with excitement. You were never close with Hoseok, but you had a few run-ins with Jungkook since he was friends with Jimin and Jimin had introduced him to you. Jungkook seemed like a sweet person and you had your eye on him for a while so you thought tonight was the perfect night to make your move on him. Once your classes were done you took the shuttle to your shared apartment with Jimin to get your outfit ready for tonight. When you reached the apartment you saw Jimin on the couch just watching TV.

“Y/N! You’re back, come give me a hug I missed you!” You dropped your bag by the couch and collapsed in his lap. He attacked you with tight hugs and kisses on the top of your head. Your friendship is very close and touchy, but this is just what happens after years of friendship so boundaries were very few and far between. You snuggled in his lap and scrolled on your phone to kill time and he continued to watch some drama filled reality show that he constantly loved to watch.

As time passed you realized it was an hour before the party so you tried to get up from Jimin’s lap but he wrapped his arms around your waist to keep you down. “Y/N can’t we just stay here for the night you can have so much fun with just me! We don’t need to go to some dumb party to have fun on a Friday.” Jimin whined, but you pried yourself from his arms and made your way to the bathroom to shower. You stepped in the shower and played music to get you in a hype mood to be in the party mindset. You were singing your heart out and didn’t hear the bathroom door creak open to create a slight opening that allowed your body to be exposed to prying eyes. Those prying eyes belonged to Jimin and you were unsuspecting of the fact.

Jimin ogled your naked body in the shower through the steamy glass panes and it started to make his pants tighten. Jimin started to palm himself while admiring the curves of your ass and breasts. You were in the middle of shampooing your hair, your bottle of body wash fell off the shelf and you bent over to pick it up and that had Jimin groaning from pleasure. He unbuttoned his pants and slid his underwear down enough where he could fist his cock with ease. He filthily spit into his hand and rubbed his dick slowly to not build up to his orgasm too quickly. You started to sway your hips back and forth to the rhythm of the upbeat song in your playlist. This had you looking so sexy in Jimin’s eyes. He wasn’t only getting off on how good your soapy body looked in the shower, but also the thrill of knowing he’s jerking off to his best friend who doesn't know how much he wants to ruin her right on the spot. Jimin hurriedly came to his orgasm when he realized you were almost done with your shower and hurried to his room when he stroked out his high.

You finished getting ready and slipped on a tight dress. You slipped on your shoes and waited for Jimin on the couch. After 10 minutes of impatience you knocked on his door and he swung it open after the second knock. “It really surprises me how impatient you are, it’s a wonder how I’ve tolerated you for this long.” You just rolled your eyes in response and grabbed his hand to leave.

Once you enter the house party you notice both Hoseok and Jungkook talking in the kitchen. Just seeing Jungkook brought butterflies to your tummy. Before you made your way to the men you found the table filled with bottles of drinks and poured yourself about two shots worth of fireball and downed it in one big gulp. You needed liquid courage if you wanted to make any progress with Jungkook tonight. Jimin watched you with wide eyes at your sudden behavior and you just gave him a wide smile while you made your strides to the kitchen. Jimin stood in his spot dumbfounded on how easily you left him. It irked him and made him feel disposable. He tried to brush off the feeling but it loomed over him for the rest of the night. He followed the direction you traveled to and saw you talking to Jungkook. You were giggling to no end and your cheeks were so round from how much you were smiling. This whole night bothered Jimin as he expected to spend it with you and only true. He walked away from the scene and moped on the couch while watching the party go down. If he continued to watch you throw yourself at his friend he would end up doing something he would regret.

“Y/N I’m surprised we haven’t properly hung out, you’re so much fun outside of class!” You rolled your eyes at his comment and poured yourself another mixed drink. The drinks helped you and Jungkook start to get cozy with each other. Hoseok even left you two alone when he noticed the atmosphere start to change between you two. Somehow the two of you managed to get rid of any space between each other and were now in close enough proximity to be skin to skin. The two of you were drunk enough to be bold but also not drunk enough to forget what happens if your actions don’t work in your favor. You started to eye his lips and Jungkook noticed because he started to come closer to you and get rid of the already nonexistent space between you two. Slowly your lips started to mold together and your stomach felt like there were fireworks bursting inside you. The two of you pulled away and Jungkook kept his hand on the small of your back. “Y/N, I hope you take me up on this offer or I’ll feel like a total idiot, but do you want to go up to my room and continue?” You were quick to agree and fervently nodded. Jungkook gave you a grin and took your hand in his and you two were quick to go up the stairs to his room.

Jimin saw you two go up the stairs and now he was livid. His best friend ditched him to go get fucked by his friend. You were selfish and he was going to make you regret your decision of being such a whore in front of him. He downed his drink and rushed up the stairs to Jungkook’s room. He swung open the door to find you completely naked and Jungkook’s head between your thighs. Oh how he wishes it was him instead. You looked at JImin mortified and crawled under Jungkook’s bedsheet with haste. Jungkook came close to your side and held your shaking body. “J-Jimin you could’ve at least knocked or something!” You were borderline angry at this point as Jimin wasn’t taking any hint to leave. Jimin took it upon himself to invite himself further into the room and locked the door behind himself. Now Jungkook was starting to get agitated. “Bro you’re my friend and all, but I really think you should go right now. I wasn’t doing anything to your best friend that she doesn’t want.” Jimin was furious to hear Jungkook’s words and in a blind fit of rage he punched Jungkook out cold and watched his body drop to the floor with a loud thud. “Jimin! What on Earth are you doing?” Now you really were scared as you have never seen Jimin act out so violently.

“Y/N, you have no idea how much I want you and have fantasized about you. Now you’re going to see tonight how I’ll make you mine!” He grabbed you by your throat and threw you down on the bed. You started to strain yourself to get any chance to breathe, but any chance you got Jimin held onto your throat tighter. He had a sinister look on his face and you were scared for your life. When your vision started to go in and out from darkness Jimin released his grasp on you and you dry heaved for oxygen. He did that just to put you in a weakened state and he used it to his advantage. He crawled on the bed and loomed over your body and grabbed your legs to drag you closer to him. He tried to force his head between your thighs but you clamped them together but he managed to pry them open. He gave you a hard slap on the back of your thigh. “Princess you won’t like me if you disobey me and fight back so just please just let me love you.” Jimin tried to give you a soft look, but you can still see the darkness embedded into his eyes. You forced yourself to comply without making eye contact. The idea of your best friend was gone and you would do anything to have him back and not have this monster in front of you.

Jimin lowered his head down to your core and gave you kitten licks on your clit. You felt so much sensitivity and you clamped your legs around his head. You felt Jimin let out a light chuckle and you tried to block the sound out of your mind. You tried to make the situation better for yourself by imagining that it was just Jungkook above you instead of Jimin taking advantage of you. Once Jimin had his fill of eating you out he lifted himself up and freed himself from his pants. Once he had his cock out he shoved himself into your tight, wet cunt with no mercy and you gripped onto the sheets with a vice grip. “Kitten, don't you love how my fat cock feels in your hole? Don’t I make you feel so good.” You had your eyes shut trying to acclimatize to his cock, but the pain was taking too long to subside. Without even getting a chance to answer, Jimin grabbed your jaw to make you look at him. “Y/N, I want an answer. Tell me how good I make you feel.” You felt so embarrassed, but you just needed to give him an answer to please him. “Y-yes you make me feel so good! “ Jimin loved how his cock looked sliding in and out of your pussy and how your tits bounced and that it brought him close to his orgasm. You felt his grip get tighter on your hips and you felt his thrusts get rougher and his groans get louder. You knew he reached his high when you felt his hips stutter and his cum start to leak out from your hole. Once he was out of you he got dressed like what just happened was not troubling. You stared at the ceiling and felt the tears drip down your cheeks. Just when you thought it was all over Jimin’s body was above you again and this time he had a pocket knife pressed to your throat. “If you ever try to get with Jungkook or anyone else I will kill you. You are mine and only mine you need to know that.”

Notes: I hope you guys are currently enjoying the start of my yandere series! I will eventually get to all the members. I am also working on making a masterlist so in the mean time if you would like to find my other works you can find them under the tag ‘bts fanfiction’ or ‘bts fanfic’ if you search my page! Again if you liked what you read please leave a like and a reblog it really helps! You can also give me a Kofi if you would like to help support my work!

[sleepysnk]

i was thinking about this during class 😏 so i decided to make it into a fic. LET THE HORNINESS THRIVE PEOPLE.

Don't Look Away

Characters: Eren Jaeger x Fem!Reader

Warnings: NSFW

A groan rumbled from Eren's throat as he placed the weights down onto the ground. His muscles ached as he was working out his arms along with his chest.

He was with Mikasa at the moment, she wanted him to come with her since Eren was always at the gym. He was surprised seeing that his step sister could do more reps or lift more than he could. He felt like he was at some level of competition.

The sweat dripped down his head and onto his body, leaving a small shine onto it.

"Damn.. I'm pooped," Eren said, adjusting his manbun. "How do you do this much Mikasa? I feel so exhausted," he added, staring up at the dark-haired girl who was placing the dumbbells onto the ground.

She wiped the sweat from her head. "Can't say but I guess I just have good stamina," she replied, breathing heavily.

Eren nodded, looking around at the different people who were working out or running on the treadmills. He felt tired and he just wanted to get home.

"I think I'm gonna head back. (Y/N) should be waiting for me," Eren said, standing up and stretching and his muscles. "Thanks for the workout Mikasa," he added, grabbing his gym bag and slinging it over his shoulder.

She nodded. "I'm gonna head out too, but let me know if you wanna workout again." she replied, giving him a soft smile.

Eren made his way out of the gym and walked outside, he felt the blistering heat coming down from the sun onto him. He felt sticky and warm, which made him feel slightly grossed out. He wanted to get back and take a shower.

He sent his girlfriend (Y/N) a text that he was on his way back, she knew he was at the gym. Eren always worked out with somebody, whether it be Mikasa or Reiner. Sometimes (Y/N) would join him, but she hadn't been in the mood lately, so she'd usually just wait for him to come home after a few hours.

Eren hopped into his car and put on the AC instantly, he felt the cool air hit his skin which gave him goosebumps. The air feeling refreshing as he was a sweaty mess.

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(Y/N) was sitting at the kitchen table on her phone waiting for Eren to come home, she was excited to see him. He had been gone for about 4 hours, so she felt a bit needy for him.

The door opened to reveal Eren sweating, and his shirt clinging to his body as dark areas of the shirt were outlined by the sweat.

"Hey beautiful," Eren said, tossing his gym bag onto the couch and heading towards her.

She smiled, standing up to come give him a hug. "Hi babe," she replied, kissing his cheek.

Eren backed up a bit. "I'm really sweaty babe, I don't think you want to hug me." he said, chuckling.

(Y/N) rolled her eyes and shook her head playfully. "Okay fine! You sweaty freak," she said, giggling. "How was the gym?" she asked, nodding her head.

Eren walked towards the fridge, grabbing a cold water bottle. "It was fun, Mikasa totally ripped me apart in reps though." he replied, untwisting the cap of the water bottle and taking a sip, feeling the cold liquid go down his throat.

She nodded, leaning against the table. "I see," she replied, looking down at the floor.

Eren put the water bottle on the table and removed his shirt, revealing his toned muscles which flexed a bit as he moved. (Y/N)'s eyes averted upwards as she stared at his body, she noticed the sweat glistening off his skin and the way his muscles contracted with every move.

Her eyes traveled downward to his v-line, and to his toned abs. The sight alone making her mouth water. Then down to the slight buldge of his dick which was covered with his cotton shorts. Heat rushed onto her face thinking of the most dirty thoughts.

"Babe?" Eren said, breaking her out of the lewd thoughts she was having.

(Y/N)'s eyes snapped towards him. "Oh! Sorry babe.. what's up?" she asked, nodding.

He laughed a bit. "You're fine, but I'm going to go take a shower okay? I'll be right back," he said, throwing his sweat drenched shirt over his shoulder and heading towards the bathroom.

She nodded and went to the room they both shared, the sound of the shower turning on made her sigh. The way his body looked made her drool, Eren always had a sexy figure. He looked especially hot with the small strands of his hair sticking to his head, and the way the sweat rolled down his body. It made her mind go crazy.

She was so lost in her thoughts she didn't even hear the shower turn off, or Eren enter the room.

"Hello? Earth to (Y/N)?" he said, snapping his fingers in her face.

She blinked and looked towards him. He changed into some sweatpants and a white shirt, his hair was slightly damp and tied into a bun with a few droplets of water at the ends.

"My bad! I was just thinking," she said, sitting up off the bed.

Eren leaned back against the door, watching as she stood in front of the mirror that leaned against the wall.

"Hey where's my hug huh?" Eren asked, stepping towards her.

She laughed a bit and looked towards him. "Oh you want a hug now? Are you sweaty or stink Jaeger?" she asked, giggling.

He rolled his eyes playfully as his hands snaked around her waist. "I showered babe," he said, smirking as he gribbed her sides.

Her eyes widened with horror as his fingers began to poke and tickle her sides, his grip on her waist tightening as he smirked watching her laugh and push him away.

"E-Eren! Stop! I'm gonna d-die!" she said in between laughter.

He chuckled as he sat down on the bed, bringing her body to sit on his lap with her back facing him. They sat in front of the mirror as (Y/N) breathed heavily from the laughter.

"I love you," Eren said, kissing her cheek and leaning his head on her shoulder while putting his arm tightly around her waist.

She smiled a bit and held his arm. "I love you too," she replied, looking at the mirror in front of them.

"I'm so lucky to have you princess, you mean so much to me. You're so beautiful," he said, kissing her neck slightly.

She felt goosebumps litter onto her skin from the feeling of his lips on her neck. Her hand finding its way down to the one around her waist.

Eren smirked against her skin as he began to slightly nibble at her neck. "You're so pretty baby," he said, running his free hand down by her thigh.

"E-Eren.." (Y/N) moaned as his hand gripped at the flesh from her thigh.

"Give me a kiss." Eren said, turning her face towards his.

The two leaned into each other and pressed their lips together. The kiss felt rough yet passionate as Eren used the hand around her waist to play with her breast, using his index and middle finger to play with her nipple.

She moaned into the kiss as she felt his hands exploring her body. "Eren.." she moaned in pleasure.

His free hand found it's way to her heat which was pooling from his actions. "Stand up," he ordered and tapped her thigh.

(Y/N) stood up and furrowed her brows. "What-"

"Take your shorts off baby," Eren said, tugging at the material around her waist.

She felt heat rush onto her cheeks as she nodded, removing her shorts and tossing them to the side. Leaving her just in her underwear.

"Come here," he said and guided her back to his lap. Her back still facing him.

Eren moved her legs up so that her feet were resting on his thighs, she felt the print of his cock on her ass. Her legs were now wide open in front of the mirror, she could see his eyes were wide with lust.

Eren's hand found its way down to her inner thigh, rubbing small circles in the flesh. "So.. did you think I wouldn't notice you eyeing my dick earlier? Hm?" he whispered in her ear, nipping slightly as the shell.

She felt chills go down her spine. "U-Um.. was it that obvious?" she asked, laughing slightly.

His hand found its way to her panties which were now soaked from her arousal. "It was princess, fuck I couldn't stop thinking about you in the shower," he said, circling her clit with his fingers.

(Y/N) moaned as she watched Eren in the mirror play with her pussy. She let out shaky breaths as he nipped at her neck.

Eren's hand moved her panties to the side exposing her wet pussy, which was glistening in the light. A small chuckle came from his throat seeing how wet she was.

"You're so fucking wet baby.. it's taking everything in me right now to not bounce you on my cock," he said, kissing softly at her neck. "You want my fingers inside of you? Hm?" he asked, smirking.

She moaned a little as pleasure scattered across her body. "Y-Yes.. please," she replied, gripping at his other arm.

Eren's fingers circled around her entrance, as one of his fingers entered her. Her walls surrounding him as his finger pumped into her slowly.

"Fuck.. baby you're so tight," he groaned as he pumped into her.

(Y/N) cried out in pleasure as his finger moved around her velvety walls. Her eyes seeing stars as he hit that certain spot.

"Eren! Oh fuck.. baby! Please.. put another one!" she pleaded, throwing her head back in pleasure.

He smirked turning her face towards his. "You want another one beautiful? What's the magic word?" he asked, staring at her lustfully.

"Please.." she moaned, feeling his finger going in and out slowly.

Eren chuckled. "Mm.. good girl," he replied, shoving another one of his fingers into her dripping pussy.

She bit her lip as Eren used his free hand to rub along her thigh. Her moans come out softly.

She squeezed her eyes shut feeling the pleasure surrounding her body. "Eren! Fuck.. just like that!" she cried, feeling his pace quickening.

Her face buried into his neck. Looking away from the mirror.

Eren grabbed her chin and forced her head to look at the mirror. "No no baby.. don't look away. I want you to see how much of a fucking slut you are for my fingers," he said, smirking a bit.

His dirty talk made the band in her stomach tighten as it wanted to break from the pleasure. Her core was heating up as she felt her orgasm slowly approaching.

"You take my fingers so well.. fuck you're such a good girl for me. You like watching me finger fuck you princess? I know it feels good.." Eren said, running his hand up to her throat and giving it a squeeze.

(Y/N) felt his fingers slow down a bit. A whine came from her. "W-Why did you stop?" she asked, breathing heavily.

"I said.. don't fucking look away," he said, grabbing her chin forcing her to look back the mirror.

Her pussy dripped as her arousal was on the floor. "Eren... let me cum please," she cried out feeling his fingers hitting that spot again.

He smirked again and looked at the mirror. "Who's the only one that can make you cum?" he asked, quickening his pace while fingering her. "You wanna cum princess? Answer me that." he added.

Her mind was cloudy and the feeling over her orgasm was approaching quickly. "You! Fuck! You only you, Eren!" she moaned.

"Cum baby. Cum all over my fucking fingers," Eren growled as he fingered her quickly.

Suddenly, her walls tightened around him and her orgasm took over her body. The sparks of euphoria danced across her skin as her eyes went white from the pleasure, her pussy dripping cum.

She breathed heavily trying to recover from her orgasm as Eren removed his fingers, which were now covered in her arousal.

"Good girl," Eren said, kissing her cheek.

(Y/N) stood on wobbly legs. She looked back at Eren who still had wide eyes with lust.

"Eren?" she asked, furrowing her brows.

He chuckled. "Where you going princess?" he asked smirking. "We still have something else to finish," he added, stroking the print in his pants.

(Y/N) smirked. "Don't look away from the mirror then," she said, walking back towards him.

[kakashifanrp]

Hi! I would like to request an angst fic where the reader and kakashi are friend with benefits and one day kakashi accidentally called another woman’s name. Thank you so much ❤️

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An: I hope this came out somewhat how you wanted 🥰 PART 2

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As most single people do when they won't bother with relationships, you find a friend with benefit. Someone who could fill the one need that was needed. You however had made this deal with a friend you have had for years, and suprisingly he was happy with the arragement aswell. Kakashi had been single as long as you could remember, but he sure knew how to work out his stress if needed.The best nights were after he came back from long missions. It made him more needy and rough, like he still had andrenaline left that he needed to get out.

It didn't take long from the knock on the door to being pushed against the wall with his lips on yours as he kicked the door close behind him. "You need to lock the door" You whispered against his lips, as you could sence the annoyence from him. He turned and locked the door behind him before he lifted you up and walked to the bedroom. "Now this will be taken from the forplay" he muttered before pushing you down on the bed. "I thought you were patient" You smirked a bit as he pulled the curtains and got undressed. "I am not tonight" he pulled off the mask and headband, making you tilting your head.

"I see" His dominant behaviour was a turn on indeed. You sat up and pulled off the nightshirt you had on, leaving you bare for him. "thats more like it" Kakashi sat down on the bed and locked lips with you again. It didn't take him long to have you fully undressed beneath him, letting him do whatever he wanted and felt for.

This time was different, the way he went about it. He were more intense, and even rougher than usual. It was not a complain in any way, shape or form, more like a pleasant suprise. Your nails digs into his skin as you felt the build up in your core. You closed your eyes and threw your head back, looking forward to the realise that was soon to come. The small grunts and heavy breathing down your neck just made it alot better.

In the middle of what was suppose to be the best thing you felt your body tense up as Kakashi whispered a name you had never heard before too close to your ear, making your body react instantly as your hand slapped his cheek in pure reflexes. "ouw" he whines and put his hand up to his now sore cheek. "what the hell was that?" it didn't hit him before he noticed your glare before you pushed him off you. You sat up and put your Bathrobe on and walked out of the bedroom. You could hear Him curse behind you as you walked to the kitchen to make yourself some tea.

First was the shock, now it was more pure anger. "hey. Let me explain" Kakashi stopped by the entrance to the kitchen as he looked at you, noticing the tension in the room. "Tea?" you muttered in a warning tone, as you filled your own cup. "it was enough with the mark i allready have, thank you" you gave him a glare making him tense. "you wear a mask, soo sadly no one is gonna see it" you sat down and held onto your cup as you looked away from him. "just let me explain.." Kakashi carefully walked over and leaned against the table.

"what is the big deal anyway?" he sighed. "are you really that stupid?" you leaned back and raised a brow at him. "it dosen't matter if it is a stranger or a friend you fuck, you don't say another womans name during the best parts!" you clenched your fists, debating if he needed another slap or not. "soo you are jealous?" Thats it, you slapped his arm making him jump back. "it is not about jealousy!"

"then let me explain! It is not what you think!" He glared back at you. "what I think is that you said another womans name into my ear during the sex right now! Or am I wrong, Kakashi!?" He just sighed and threw his book in front of you. "page 35, read it" he commanded. "what the hell does this have to do with the damn book!?" He didn't reply as he open the book up onto the page he said and pointed at a sentance. You sighed as you read it over. "and?" you raised a brow at him as he leaned down to your level. "He whispered another womans name into her ear to see how she reacted!" He explained.

"and still, what do that have to do with this!" Kakashi run a hand trought his hair. "I wanted to see your reaction, too see if you cared" he explained softly, which made you confused. "Don't tell me you get the flirting tips from this?" you rubbed your temples softly. "whats wrong with that?" Now Kakashi was the confused one. "Let me tell you a secret, every woman on earth would have slapped you for this, if they cared for you or not" Kakashi narrowed his brows as you stood up and got close to him. You kissed his neck softly making him relax, and play along, until you felt he was in the right mood.

You nibbled at his earlobe softly, the way you knew he liked it, before whispering into his ear. "Iruka.." Kakashi tensed up and looked at you. "see, dosen't feel good does it?" you crossed your arms over your chest. "well, I agree" he sighed and rubbed the back of his neck shamefully

[icefire149]

Megstiel cause you are making me think about it more and with the #1 prompt please <3

It's HERE!!! I really hope you enjoy this, because I had a blast writing. <3333333333

#1 “Why do you have to look at me like that? It’s making me weak, please stop.” - Meg/Castiel

“How long do you think dumb and dumber are gonna be?” Meg asked pointing in the direction the brothers went with her thumb.

Cas’ eyebrows pinched together in initial confusion before process of elimination logically brought him to what the demon was referring to. Roughly.

Sighing, Meg crossed her arms as she leaned against the side of the impala. “We really need to prioritize your movie education.”

“Oh.” The lines in his face smoothed out. “So this isn’t about Sam and Dean?”

An amused grin curved on Meg’s face. “Well, I’m glad you at least got the gist. And yeah, I was talking about those two.”

“Not too long,” Cas answered, letting his eyes wander over to the convenience store window. The corner of his mouth moved an uptick the second his stare found Dean tossing something small in Sam’s direction. “Now was a good time for a supply run. We don’t know if Crowley will be waiting in front or behind us.”

Meg rolled her eyes. “I’d rather get in and get out as quickly as possible.” She paused and then considered, “Though, I wouldn’t mind rubbing the tablet in Crowley’s face.”

“It would be most beneficial if we didn’t cross paths with him at all tonight.” The command lessened in his tone as Cas shifted his gaze back to her.

She quirked an eyebrow. “Are we suddenly pacifists now?” Her arms fell back to her sides, exasperated. “Again!” And then, Meg felt like she was burning.

An intensity ignited in Cas’ eyes as he trailed over every speckle of blood and bruise that was visible on her skin. He curled his fingers gently around her wrist and raised it closer to his eye level, studying the gauze. Slowly, he looked up through his lashes. “Yes.”

A strangled gasp slipped from Meg’s mouth, but Cas didn’t acknowledge it as he glanced back to her wrist, worrying about his handiwork.

“I asked Dean to buy more bandages,” he confessed. “I hope he remembers. This will need to be rewrapped later.”

Her lips trembled at the timbre of his voice. “Why do you have to look at me like that?”

“Like what?” Cas raised a coy eyebrow.

“Knock it off,” she bit, but Meg had yet to pull her hand out of his light grip. “Like I’m something fragile….something worth..preserving.” Her voice fell to a hushed whisper by the final word.

The intensity in Cas’ gaze softened. He stepped forward, and heartbeat by heartbeat, she eased into the warmth of his presence.

“It’s making me weak, please stop,” Meg breathed. “I can’t...”

“It’s your vulnerability to give. When you choose it.” A small, genuine smile grew on his face. “But regardless, I do think you’re worth preserving.”

She stared at him a moment, digesting his words. It wasn’t that long ago that Meg would’ve found this situation sickening. Feelings were cheap manipulation, but….that wasn’t what was happening here. And….that revelation was leaving her almost dumbstruck.

The corner of Cas’ smile hooked playfully as it grew some more, and Meg knew that she’d been transparent. “Oh?” Meg lifted her chin higher and moved a fraction closer. “I didn’t take you as the bleeding heart type when your head is screwed on right.”

-

The increase of warmth prickling his skin was the last thing Cas perceived before he was suddenly elsewhere. He blinked. His hand was empty.

“Castiel.”

His gaze snapped to the source of the sound immediately. “Naomi.” He didn’t know how he knew that or why her displeased look made his wings itch to uncurl.

“I thought we were just using the vile blight to find the angel tablet.”

And then, the truth flashed before his eyes. Ah. He could feel the hooks buried deep in the core of his being. Tethering him to this place. His gaze narrowed.

“Is that no longer the case?” Naomi asked, lacing her fingers together and placing them on the desk in front of her.

“We are.”

Cas’ words hung in the air for several moments while Naomi stared back at him. And then, she smiled. “I don’t believe you.”

-

The smirk on Meg’s face wavered as Cas didn’t react right away. “Heh, did I hit a nerve, Casanova?”

But, Cas’ blue eyes grew vacant as the moment ticked on by. The fingers curled around her wrist let go, and his hand fell limply at his side.

“Hey!” Meg yelled, fear sharp in her voice. She snapped her fingers in his face. “Earth to Clarence.”

A thick bead of blood formed in the corner of Cas’ eye and then started smearing down his cheek.

-

Naomi sighed, stepping away from the chair Castiel was strapped down to. “I can’t believe I almost forgot about the demon.” Her fingertips were stained with the spatter of blood. “Your behavior today is making more sense. Disgusting.”

Cas followed her movements throughout the room with the eye she didn’t violate in her rummaging through his memories. He swallowed thickly.

“When I restored you to working order after purgatory, I severed those emotional ties. But it seems I didn’t cut nearly deep enough.” Naomi pivoted on her heel. “First the hunter, and now this demon,” She snarled. “What is wrong with you that you’d rather drop to your knees and worship at the feet of recrement.”

“It’s irrelevant to our mission,” Cas said, hoping to redirect her train of thought. “You’re wasting time. We need to find that tablet. Now.”

Naomi crossed her arms. “And what do you suggest?”

“Let me go-”

She laughed, and shook her head incredulously.

“-and we can resume this conversation once I retrieve the tablet. Heaven and the mission comes first.”

They stared at each other in silence until finally Naomi gave her answer, “Fine.” She crossed back over to the chair, and picked up her drill once more. “But after I make a few improvements.”

-

Without a second thought, Meg barreled into the angel. Her hands latched onto both sides of his face, but he still didn’t react at all. She stared into his eyes, looking for any spark of life. He felt like solid stone under her touch. “Castiel!”

And in a blink-you-would’ve-missed-it moment, there was a flash of light. That’s all the hope she needed. Meg pulled his face to hers, silently begging that he wouldn’t collapse like a stack of bricks, and kissed him.

Weakly, he pressed into her lips and Meg pulled back. “What the fuck was that? Where did you-” Her rage died down just as quick as it flared.

Gradually, Cas raised his hands to cover over hers on his face. He woozily shifted his weight on his feet. More blood, so much more, gushed from his eye. “Mm-meg?”

A nervous chuckle pried her mouth into a tiny smile. “Hey, I’m right here. Try not to go fluttering off again.”

“I-” Cas squished his eyes shut as he focused. “Someone in Heaven is….hur-hurting mm...me.” His hands slid forward down her wrists and then up her arms. It was there that he paused and curled his fingers around her like a lifeline.

“I need to know who I’m plucking and roasting on a spit. Give me a name.” She searched his face for any kind of clue, but there was nothing other than the answer trapped in his throat.

Meg glanced back over towards the store. She couldn’t see the Winchesters, but she knew they’d be out any minute now. Gritting her teeth, it wasn’t soon enough.

“Is it still happening now?” Meg asked, turning back to the angel. She felt like an idiot as a new pulse of blood gushed from his eye as he nodded.

-

“If you weren’t the most headache inducing light, you’d actually be fascinating.” Naomi frowned, ignoring the screams below her. “My work is easier conceptualized as a sculpting craft. Shaping and carving….it’s so much more hands on.” Her gaze slid to the drill in her hand.

As an extension of her will, she dug deep into Castiel’s memory. His light was spun into complex webs of memories. Every taut string, if plucked was thunderous with emotion.

“And it’s fitting. Like our father at his workbench, I make angels.” A fond smile tugged at her lips as she severed a chord here and loosened another there. “But that’s not accurate. Angels are so different from carbon based life. It’s much more like tuning a stubborn instrument, but when I’m done Heaven is harmonious once again.”

The next section she reached for soured her mood. “I know I fixed this. You keep doing this Castiel.” Naomi shook her head. “How do you keep finding ways to bridge new pathways to these areas, again and again?”

-

“I...don’t know-” Cas opened his eyes. The right was so sticky with blood. “-h-how long until….or if I’ll even re-remember this.” His grip on Meg’s arms loosened some.

“Okay,” Meg answered. Her mind hadn’t stopped trying to think of solutions, but she was at a loss. How do you strategize for this? What even-

And then, Castiel flopped forward. He bowed his head, sinking into the space between her shoulder and neck.

Meg’s eye twitched as she fought against the smile her mouth desperately wanted to curl into. How did her life reach this level of insanity? She was long past her threshold of touchy-feely stuff, and yet, her traitorous hands were already comforting him. One was planted on his back and the other was softly carding through his hair. A part of her wanted to laugh at the ridiculous sight they must’ve made.

“Mm-my head feels scra-ammbled.”

And his quiet mumble knocked a laugh out of her. Meg’s fingers curled tightly in his hair. “You look like it...although I think your egg is a bit runny.” His body trembled under her fingertips. “And before you ask, yes, that was a joke.”

“I feel like...I-I could almost put myself back together…..she’s ru-rushing-”

“Clarence, spit a name out.”

“-bubut it’s li-like the pieces are….just ou-out of reach.”

“We can’t help without the name. Think!”

Cas shifted his head so his cheek was firmly pressed against her. He spoke in a quiet voice, “I’m sorry I didn’t find you sooner.”

That was the last thing on Meg’s mind. His admission was paralyzing as was his breath against her skin. The heat sent a shiver down her spine.

“I’m sorry,” he confessed again.

The angel’s lips were only a fraction away from her neck. It was agonizing. “So, what’s the game plan?” Her voice came out strained. Meg needed to focus.

“Find the….the tablet and..figure out the re-rest when we gget there.”

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[byuntrash101]

Ahhhh I just wanna try this out but I really don't know what I want. I just know that I want bbh 😩

1. Bday: Feb. 27, 1999 (I was born at 5:35 AM UTC+8 if that's important lmao)

2. Baekhyun 😭

3. I'm letting you take the wheel man. I trust you.

4. I love smut. But if you think it doesn't fit us then I'm fine with none.

It's okay if you don't accept this request though. I will forever be here silently reading your stories 🤗

Hello Anon! OMG you're so so cute!!!! Thank you for reading. I didn't know what you wanted so i went with something cute and a little angsty. I hope you enjoy ^^ don't hesitate to tell me :D

Warnings - angst (kinda), shower sex, body worship (f), oral (f)

Eternal Beauty - Pisces!Reader & Taurus!Baekhyun

When you push in the door of your appartement tonight you feel bummed out, saddened and heavy hearted. Your job as a model was, most of the time, fulfilling and it was amazing getting to be the part of an artistic process such as the making of a collection of clothes. You liked to catwalk or pose for photoshoots. You liked to look at the stylish piece together beautiful outfits and you liked to see the make-up artists do their magic. As a Pisces woman art and spirituality was a big part of you and having it as part of your job felt just right.

But unfortunately there were days, like today, that it wasn’t picture perfect. You auditioned to catwalk at the Paris Fashion Week for Céline. One of the designers you’ve admired ever since you started your career. And you got the job, yes, but originally they said you were going to close the show and wear the center piece. A gorgeous destructed ball gown inspired by grunge and underground culture. But alas, they announced today that they decided to go with somebody else.

What was supposed to be an accomplishment for you turned bitter as you couldn't help but to see it as a failure. You should be happy to be a part of the show. That only is already a great accomplishment but… you can’t.

Your creative nature comes with a downside because your imagination serves you to escape reality but sometimes it also takes your brain to dark places, washing your own confidence away, down the drain.

Baekhyun, a true Taurus, didn't pick up right away that something was wrong with your mood. You usually like to spend time on your own so it didn’t ring any bells when you simply said hello and went straight to the shower. Pisces when hurt tend to seek solitude.

But even if the bull isn’t notorious to be discreet he’s still far from dumb so when you seem to take a little too long he comes in.

“Sweetheart…” he’s hesitant. “Are you okay?” you sniffle.

“Yeah, yeah I’m fine” you lie.

Baekhyun knows it.

“Can I come with you?” he asks, still hesitant.

“Yeah” you huff out, rubbing the tears away with more water.

When he steps in the big Italian style shower he notices right away your watery eyes and your pinkish reddish nose. And he knows you’ve been crying. The taurus man can’t stand seeing the ones he loves hurt so his first reaction is anger.

“Who did that to you?” His big voice bounces off the wall and makes you flinch. It’s the last thing you need right now. You feel fragile and hurt, you don’t need to hear yelling. When your eyes fill up with tears again, Baekhyun hugs you.

“My baby girl” he cooes as you quietly sob in his arms. “What happened?” he says, trying to catch your gaze.

So you tell him the whole story and somehow talking out loud about your struggles has lessened them. Baekhyun and you work together beautifully and harmoniously. You give him the whim he sometimes lacks and he’s able to ground you in like the stable and robust earth sign he is.

“Maybe I wasn't pretty enough?” you let out, repressing a sob, your lip trembling. There it is. The mean thought that you have been throwing at yourself ever since the big news this afternoon. The thought that has been eating away at your confidence.

“What?!?” Baekhyun says outraged. You chuckle cutely at his exaggerated reaction.

“My baby, you are the most beautiful woman on earth” he says as he attacks you with kisses in the crook of your neck as warm water runs down your back.

“Stop it” you say, nudging him.

“Baby I’m dead serious. I’ve never seen anybody or anyone as pretty, as gorgeous, as kind, as imaginative as caring as you. You’re beautiful in every way inside and out.” he looks at you with those eyes full of love that you can’t resist.

“I’ll prove it to you” he gets on his knees and bows his head to you. Which as you smiling from ear to ear. “You’re absolutely perfect, stunning you’re my goddess” he whispers. as he brings his hands to your chest. “Your stunning breasts” he presses a kiss onto your hip. “Your beautiful stomach” his hands go down to your back and bottom. “Your ravishing piece of ass” he presses another kiss to you pubic bone “and your heavenly, delicious little pussy”

He presses an open mouth kiss to your bundle of nerves, you let a moan out. He sticks his tongue out and wraps it around your clit, his warm tongue feels good and you let your head rest on the tiles of the shower.

“Fuck baby, you taste so good” Baekhyun says as he gets more impatient, attacking your swollen bud with small bites and sucking on it. “My goddess, my beautiful goddess” he whispers lips pressed to yours, sending vibrations to your core.

“Baekhyun, don't stop” you cry out. You needy moans make Baekhyun double his efforts.

“Cum my goddess. Please cum all over my mouth”

You feel your walls clench on themselves as you throb on Baekhyun’s skilfull tongue, moaning and panting, hand entangled with his wet locks of hair.

When you settle down Baekhyun gets back up and wraps his arm around you. Before laying a soft kiss on your lips, the taste of your cum spread in your mouth.

“You’ll book other shows, my love. In the meantime, could you model for me forever? My beautiful eternal goddess” he whispers as he beams at you.

[honeytae]

Stop running from love.

hey bubs! honestly..i don’t know what this is lol it kind of got away from me. but it’s loosely based off of safety net by ariana grande. which is like one of my favorite songs in existence. i hope you guys like this angsty little piece of nothing?? lmao

tags: @ahgasearmyfan, @hoseokayy, @jjlovr2015 genre: angst, fluff? word count: 2.2k

if you would like to listen, here it is:

You were doing it again.

Sabotaging yourself. Running away. Ghosting a man who had only ever shown you the utmost care and respect.

He’d already called multiple times today, frantic texts showing that he was now beyond worried at the way you’d seemingly dropped off the face of the earth. 

You couldn’t blame him. You’d been exclusively dating for three months. Three beautiful and happy months alongside a great guy whose smile brightened every room he graced with his precious presence. Three months that you’d been able to not go into a panic about that very concept.

Until you fell.

The last time you’d seen Jimin was last week when he’d met with you after work for a quick bite to eat.

It was the same place you always went to; you didn’t even have to ask where you were meeting anymore, already on your way to the booth in the back corner with a stupid grin on your face.

The checker floored diner had become a regular spot for you two to stop at, as it was in the middle of the city and perfectly placed between both of your jobs.

That quick bite to eat had easily turned into a full dinner, along with a dessert that’s whipped cream ended up on the tip of his nose in an instant, your giggles causing him to grin wider as he played dumb.

It was simple, not extravagant or fancy by any means, but that was never needed with him. You always had so much fun with Jimin. He was gentle, sweet, caring. All the right things. 

And it was when he was walking you back up to your apartment, his hand gripping yours in a way that was soft yet secure, sparkling eyes pressing into crescents when he smiled over at you that you came to a stunning realization; you were falling in love with him. 

With a panicked last press of your lips to his cheek, you’d closed your door, leaning back against it as you stared ahead of you, absolutely paralyzed in the silence of your apartment.

You could not be in love. What even is love? Heartbreak, that’s what it is. One way or another, it will always end. You needed to pull back before you got too invested. But, fuck, was it too late?

Erupting into hysterics as you came to terms with what had to be done to protect both yourself and Jimin, you slid your back down the wood, placing your forehead on your knees as you curled up into yourself. 

Since then, you’d made it your mission to put him off, every text going unanswered and each call going to voicemail. 

And now here you were in your bed in the early hours of the afternoon, shades drawn to encase the room in pitch black. It matched your mood, frustrated and angry with yourself as you cried into your pillow. 

You hated yourself for doing this to him. Shutting him out with no explanation; he deserves more than you. In the end, this was to his benefit. He’d go on to find someone worthy of his companionship, someone who didn’t want to disappear at the concept of love. 

Someone with less baggage to drag along with them, someone who had a healthy idea of relationships and wasn’t shattered at their core. 

While it was painful to ignore him without giving a reason, you knew he’d give up on you eventually. Everyone always did, and it was just for the best. 

You hiccuped another sob as your phone buzzed on the table yet again, grabbing the pillow from beside you to sandwich your head between the mattress and the fluffy material, effectively muffling the noise of the vibration as you screwed your sore eyes shut. 

“Love?”

You froze at the sudden unmistakable sound of Jimin’s voice calling for you, head spinning as you shut your eyes tighter. 

Were you imagining Jimin’s voice beside you? Were you that far gone?

You were proven wrong when the blanket was pulled off of your body, cold air hitting the bare skin of your arms as the pillow was removed from atop your head. 

You gasped at the sudden exposure, prying your eyes open to look up at none other than Jimin, the hurt and worried look on his face immediately causing you to sob again. 

“Shit, baby, come here.” He rushed to sit down beside you, you easily crawling onto his lap as he wrapped his arms around your back, palm smoothing up and down your spine as he slowly rocked you back and forth. 

You sat there silently, letting yourself be comforted by him. For some reason, Jimin was harder to push away than the others. His arms felt so nice around you, like home. 

But this had to be done. You wanted him to stay like this in your memory, his image remaining undamaged by any painful breakup. 

“Jimin, I-I can’t see you anymore. We can’t be together.” You forced out, heart twisting in agony at the silence ensuing after your words, Jimin shifting you up his lap to look at you. 

“What do you mean?” He asked in disbelief, eyebrows knitting together as his eyes widened, you shaking your head instead of giving him a verbal answer due to the growing lump in your throat at his undeniably heartbroken expression. 

“We just can’t, Jimin.” You said lamely, your tight grip on his arm contradicting your words as his mouth gaped open at you. 

“Wh- what’s wrong? What did I do?” He asked desperately, causing you to sob harder at him blaming himself for this. 

“It’s not you, Jimin. You’re amazing, you deserve a better person.” You sniffled, Jimin immediately pulling a face of further confusion as he shook his head to dismiss your words. 

“A better- what are you talking about?” He asked, chasing your eyes as you chose to divert them to stare at the blank wall in front of you. 

“You deserve someone amazing just like you, Jimin.” You mumbled, the man sitting there in silence before he shifted off of the bed, making you think you’d finally pushed him away. 

The feeling of his weight being removed from the bed both pained and relieved you, happy for him to be able to move on now, but sad at that same idea. 

But you were taken by surprise when Jimin kneeled on the floor in front of you, forcing you to look at him as he reached up to hold your chin, eyes imploring yours to be more upfront with him. 

“You’re the most amazing person I’ve ever met. What are you talking about?” He repeated his question, silence lingering in the air at the words as you sat anxiously plucking the sheets below you with your fingers. 

“Baby.” He called for you, his hurt tone causing your nose to scrunch up with more tears, his thumbs catching the salty water as his expression became more pained by the second. 

“Let me in. Please, just let me in.” He pleaded with you, voice soft yet firm as he watched you break down in front of him, heart pounding in his chest at the mere thought of losing you from his life because of whatever insecurities you were not telling him about. 

“I’m fucking broken, Jimin. You don’t want to be let in, believe me.” You said, voice weak and wavering from the emotions bubbling up in your throat, shaky from the nights of no sleep you'd gotten in the last week. 

“Yes, I do. I’d accept all of you if you just gave me a chance.” He gripped your hands with his, intertwining your fingers to give a reassuring squeeze.

Staring at him, you did not know what to say. Nobody had ever pushed back on your walls like this. They accepted it, moved on, and lived a better life without you in it. You just wished Jimin would do the same.

But he was fighting you on it. Fighting you on something you didn’t even want to do in the first place. 

“I’ve never felt this way about anyone before. And that fucking terrifies me.” You explained shakily, concentrating on the feeling of Jimin’s palm running up and down your arm. 

“I’ve never felt this way about anyone before, either. It’s new, of course it’s scary. But I care about you, I want you, I miss you. I don’t want you to shut me out.” He said softly, his honeyed voice soothing you enough to make eye contact with his gentle brown orbs. 

It was silent as you stared at each other, fear in his eyes and the same reflecting in your own. Studying his features, your heart twisted at his uncharacteristically dark circles, realizing he was probably running on the same amount of sleep you were at the moment. 

“I don’t know where to go from here.” You sniffled, Jimin tucking a strand of hair behind your ear as his glassy eyes stared back at you. 

Feeling confident enough to stand from the floor and sit beside you on the bed, he let you guide him up against the headboard, resting your backs on it as you let out a sigh.

“Stop pushing me away. Stop running from love.” He responded, his words sounding so genuine that you nearly burst out into tears again. 

Instead, you wrapped your arms around his neck, placing your temple on his shoulder as his arms encircled your torso. 

“I want to be with you.” You admitted in a hoarse whisper, head throbbing as you rested your weight on Jimin, body giving out in exhaustion as he held you to him, delicate as if you’d break. Hell, maybe you would. 

“Me too.” He said without missing a beat, eagerness evident in his tone as you let your aching eyes fall shut. 

“I just don’t know how.” You sighed, the man humming in response as he threaded his fingers through your hair, rubbing your scalp soothingly as he pressed a tender kiss to the top of your head. 

“We can figure it out together, okay? I don’t want to throw in the towel. Not without at least a little bit of a fight.” He joked, the heavy mood in the room being lightened a bit at the sound of your exhaled laugh. 

You lifted your head to look at him, opening your eyes to meet his own in the dark room, barely able to make out his features as the sun must have gone in behind the clouds outside your bedroom.

“I don’t think you know what you’re getting yourself into, Jimin. I’m a mess. If you want to run, go now.” You spoke seriously, one corner of the man’s lips lifting as he bit down on his cheek, a habit you’d picked up early on as behavior he exhibited when he was hesitant to say something. 

“Listen, I’m a mess too. This is nothing.” He reassured you, your eyes studying his features as he seemed to express a vulnerability you hadn’t seen before with him. 

“Trying to break up with you because of my own baggage and insecurities? That’s nothing?” You asked with a humorless chuckle, causing the man to reach out for your hand, sighing out a breath of relief when you let him lock his fingers around yours again.

“Well, I guess that in itself is something.” He shrugged, shuffling to hover over you as your red eyes met his. 

“But I will always fight for you. You’re worth fighting for.” He said firmly, your eyes becoming glassed over again before you picked your head up off the pillow to catch his lips in a kiss, your palms sliding to the back of his neck as his plush lips worked over yours. 

Sensing your emotions, he pulled back only slightly to press his lips over your closed eyelids, the tender action causing your frown to deepen as you gazed up at the sweet man. 

“I’m not going to leave you. Whatever’s been done to you in the past, I’m not a repeat of that. I would never do anything to hurt you, I promise.” He said softly, his words seemingly making your heart alive again as it began to pound rapidly in your chest. 

And with that, you threw caution to the wind. Even if he broke your heart, you couldn’t stop that from cutting your experience with him shorter than it had to be. 

Because Jimin was the softest, sweetest, most lovable man you’d ever met. He showed time and time again that he cared about you, that he wasn’t like the others. And to give him up just because of some bad past experiences was just not worth it. 

“I trust you.” You whispered, almost scared to let the words fall from your lips, but relieved when you saw the wide smile on Jimin’s face. 

“I trust you, too.” He said softly, tracing his finger over your cheek as he leaned down to kiss you again, laying down beside you to spoon your body with his, pressing his lips against your shoulder in a soothing action. 

Laying in his arms, you felt more at peace than you’d felt in days. Being back in his embrace, you felt like you could breathe again, easily falling into much needed sleep with his warmth pressed to your back, his arms looped around your body as he pressed tender kisses to the shell of your ear. 

Jimin was your home. And it felt so good to be home. 

[sunset-curve-fantom]

Perfect Harmony - Alive!Luke x Reader

Warning: Does include Smut, and various amounts of inappropriate language

A/N: Let me know if you want more work like this.

REQUESTS ARE OPEN

Stepping into Luke’s world was a gift, he was the most talented man you had ever met. His music was like a gift from god, he had music just flowing through him. He always had from the moment he could pick up his guitar. He was your whole world and had been for years. It had always been you and him against the world, until Julie entered the picture.

 She was this fresh breath of air into his life, and the band. She made him a better writer, she brought out sides of him you never knew existed. All too soon your world was filled with blown off dates, and forgetful anniversaries. Eventually your world was no longer filled with Luke, but also with Julie. She was the forefront of his mind and music, not even sparing you an apology.

 While she was writing songs left and right, about Luke, about her experiences. You were upset with Luke, only confiding in Alex about your hurt. Luke had given her Bright, normally it wouldn’t bother you when he gave away songs, but that song was for you. He wrote it for you as an anniversary present the first year you were together. It had touched you in ways that you could never explain to Luke. He gave you the world in that song, and now three years later it was Julie’s song.

 You and Alex had begun sneaking away, holding conversations where the tears ran down your face. Where you wanted to hit something so bad because you were so angry.

 “Alex, how could he do that? That’s my song, our song. He gave that to me as a gift, and now he is just handing it off to some other girl like I am not here. I am standing right here, and it is like he looks right through me some days.” You cried as Alex attempted to comfort you.

 Alex knew why you were so upset; Luke should have been thinking when he gave Julie that song. But instead he is about as dumb as a tree when it comes to his songs. He would never intentionally hurt you, but he is too oblivious to realize he already had.

 You both just sat there in silence for a while, before hearing music coming from the garage. It was a tune you were quite familiar with; it was the song you wrote for Luke. A song that you poured your love and sweat into to make it perfect for your anniversary that he had forgotten weeks prior.

 Unraveling yourself from Alex’s comfort, you made your way to the garage. Ready to confront not only Luke, but Julie. You were getting tired of being the second pick, no matter how much he loved this band. The deal was he would always love you more, and clearly that was not the case anymore.

You stood in the opening of the garage, watching Luke look deeply into Julie’s eyes as she sang the second verse, your verse. The anger behind your eyes was clear, as Luke made eye contact with you. He was trying to deceiver what had happened when you and Alex stepped out of practice. Your lyrics feel swiftly out of her mouth, as tears began to pool in your eyes,

 I feel your rhythm in my heart, yeah

 You are my brightest, burning star, woah-woah

 I never knew a love so real (So real)

 We're heaven on earth, melody and words

 And when we are together we're

 In perfect harmony…

 You couldn’t contain yourself any longer as you walked over, ripping the lyrics out of Julie’s hands, bringing them close to your chest. You didn’t care who went through your journal and found the lyrics, but they had no right to play them. You stepped back from Luke’s outstretched hand, shoving the papers in your bag before running out of the garage, ignoring Alex’s saddened look.

 You could hear Luke as he was hot on your heels as you made your escape from the garage, more so the escape from him and Julie.  He was supposed to be yours, but it was clear to you that Julie wanted him just as bad. He finally caught up to you, grabbing your hand, whipping you towards him.

 “Baby, what is the problem? It was just a song one minute you are fine and seem happy, and the next you have flown off the handle and sneaking off to have little conversations with Alex.”

 You scoffed at him, you could feel your anger escalating inside of you, “Seriously? The chemistry in that room is unreal, and everyone can see that. You are supposed to be my boyfriend and the look you give her is as if you are undressing her with your eyes, Luke! You don’t even see it.”

 You were beyond mad, as hot tears began running down your face. He had blown you off before over Julie and now... now he looks at her the way he used to look at you. Now it was all about her and you were shoved off to the side.

 It is clear where your standing was in his world, it was under Julie because now she was his number one. You heart broke at the idea of Luke no longer being yours.

 You were ripped from your thoughts by the anger in Luke’s voice, “Are you serious right now? I am focused on the band, not some girl. You are the one who I want, not her.” Once he finished talking, he began pacing, running his calloused hands through his hair.

 You scoffed at him again, catching his attention, “Seriously, you want me? Luke you have blown off our dates for this girl, you forgot our fucking anniversary because of her. So yea sure, you have a funny way of showing me that you want me.” You began, catching your breath as more tears threaten to fall.

 “Luke, you gave her Bright. That was my song, you wrote that for me, do you not understand you gave me the whole world in that song. And now it is her song, with her name on it and her own twist on it. You did not even think to ask me if I was okay with her singing it, I found out about it at some show you guys were playing. I was not mad, just upset that you forgot about me in the crowd. But now, now I am beyond pissed. You went through my journal and took my song. Luke you took my song, I wrote that for our anniversary as a surprise, but you never showed, you blew me off like every date we have had planned the last few months. And that song is filled with words that were meant for us, not you and Julie. It was never meant for anyone else but us, and you took that from me.” You finished, your chest rocking with sobs.

 Catching his eyes, you could see they were filled with tears, threatening to fall. He never knew how much you were hurting; you always hid your emotions so well especially when you were hurt. He was reaching out to you, and all you could do was flinch away from him.

 “Luke... I need time. I don’t- uh- I don’t think we should do this anymore.” You said, not giving him a chance to answer before hopping in your car and driving back to your apartment. In moments like these, you were happy you lived alone with no parents or roommates to question the crying and pain you were feeling.

 In that moment, you felt like your heart was breaking all over again. You had thought Luke was the one, and now- now you had no idea what he was to you. All you wanted to do was put on your pajamas, which included sweatpants and Luke’s Sunset Curve shirt.

 But the moment you got home, not only did you put on your pajamas, but you also picked up your guitar. You wanted to play your song, the song that Luke took from you. It was the only thing keeping you from running out the door, and back into his arms. Your pain, your anger, your sadness was all caused by him. But how can you stay away from the one?

 You began strumming your guitar, singing the lyrics meant for the two of you.

 Step into my world

 Bittersweet love story about a girl

 Shook me to the core

 Voice like an angel, I've never heard before

 Only making it through the first few lines before sobs began racking your chest, you had been so involved in your music that you missed the door opening. You were scooped up from your spot on the floor, being held close to someone’s chest. You knew it was Luke, as much as you hated him in this moment. You loved him more than any ounce of music could express.

 “Luke… why are you here?” You managed to squeak out between sobs, afraid of his answer.

 “I am here because I love you, you dork. No matter how much we fight, I am always going to love you with every ounce of me. That is why I was put on this earth. We were meant to live life side by side, or as you put it in perfect harmony.” He said, placing a swift kiss to your forehead. It was his way of reassuring you everything was going to be okay.

 “I am really sorry about Julie; I didn’t realize how out of hand the band was getting. I didn’t realize about all the dates and our anniversary, I don’t even know how to make anything up to you at this point” He said, burying his face into your hair.

 You felt a blush creep onto your cheeks, “I know you can make it up to me…”

  ~18+ MATERIAL UNDERNEATH~

 IF YOU A YOUNGING, IT’S TIME TO BOUNCE.

 You could see the smirk erupting on Luke’s face as he brought your lips to his. The kiss was soft, but the sense of hunger was clear. His hands began roughly grabbing at your thighs, as you straddled his lap. His attention was clear for what he wanted, he wanted you and that was not going to change.

 His kisses began to travel down your neck and onto your breasts as you shifted your hips against him. Making him groan at your sudden movements. He was pressing against you like you were his lifeline and he needed you to live.

 Slowly articles of clothing were being discarded, first your shirt and bra, then his shirt. You were pressed up against him, feeling his heart thumping against your breasts. You carefully got off him, leading him to the bedroom.

 No sooner did you make it in the door, did your pants leave your body and you were thrown onto the bed. You could hear Luke making his way to you, crawling up the length of the bed. You were a withering mess as he settled on top of you, placing small kisses to your sensitive areas.

 He was teasing you, and you were not in the mood for any kind of teasing. You wanted him now. Not in 5 minutes, right this moment. You attempted to move, but Luke was sucking on a certain part of your neck and you could not even begin to formulate words. So instead a soft moan escaped your lips, only egging him on more.

 He grinned down at you from his hovering position, “Oh did we like that baby”

 You squirmed under his grip, bucking your hip in response as he began teasing you again, making it clear you were going to orgasm before he was even inside of you.

 He began licking up and down your slit, keeping his eyes trained on your face as he began entering a finger or two into you as he sucked on your sensitive nub. With your eye rolling back into your head, and the building in your lower stomach, you knew you were going to burst.

 Reaching down, grabbing Luke’s hair, you began to ride out the orgasm he so desperately wanted to give you. “Fuck Luke, if you keep teasing…” He just smirked at you before grabbing a condom out of the bedside drawer (WRAP IT KIDS).

 In all the years you had been together, Luke was always able to take you breath away as he entered you slowly, making your eyes roll back in pleasure. His name escaping your lips as he buried himself deep inside.

 He gently caressed your face as he began moving back and forth repetitively, making sure each thrust was the same as the last. His name was the only thing continuously falling from your mouth, he was your everything.

 You began moving your hips to meet his thrusts, which only emitted more pleasure through your body as he began hitting your g-spot perfectly. Only causing another orgasm start to build deep in your stomach. You could feel yourself on the edge,

 “I-uh-I Luke… I-I am close” you squeaked out between his thrusts, he just nodded. He was close too; you knew that by his face. He was scrunching his face together like when he gets mad but this- this is all pleasure.

 Your orgasm began to take over your senses, washing over you as you spasmed under Luke. He kept his grip tight on your hips as he unloaded himself into the condom. Taking a few breaths before pulling out and discarding the condom in the nearby trash.

 He laid back on the bed with you pulling you close, placing a kiss to your temple. You could feel sleep starting to overcome your senses but not before you heard Luke murmur in your ear.

 “I guess we do fall into perfect harmony baby, I love you so much”

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[thero0ks]

In This Life and In the Next

NSFW! Do not read unless you are 18+

Miche and Erwin smut ahead (you’ve been warned)

She wasn’t sure what came over her that day. Perhaps it was the near death experience breathing life into her once again. When the dust settled, and saw the look of fear on her comrades faces her feet started to move on their own accord. Miche gave her a curious look, and Hanji’s eyes shined with glee as she stepped forward to join her. Dancing wasn’t in either one of their job descriptions, but it quickly brought a smile to their faces. 

Erwin folded his arms with an amused expression. “There isn’t any music.” He stated bluntly.

“Sometimes you don’t need music.” Hanji replied, as her and Y/N linked arms spinning in a tight circle as delighted shrieks erupted from them. 

Nanaba shrugged, a smile spreading on her lips as she joined them. The stunned look on Moblit’s face as Hanji dipped him caused Y/N to burst into laughter. 

A small grin tugged at the corners of Levi’s lips until he caught Erwin’s knowing gaze. With a weak cough he stilled his face to the impassive expression he typically wore. 

“Oh Comanderrrrr!” Hanji’s sang, pulling him into a dance. Erwin was taken by surprise as his long legs scrambled to catch up to the brutal pace Hanji had set. 

*

**

Levi took a sip of his tea as the three recounted that day. “I’m happy you forced the Commander to dance.” Levi said with a sigh, “For once he didn’t look like he carried the weight of humanity.”

Y/N chuckled, “he even danced with me after Hanji had thrown him across the square.” 

Hanji gasped, “I did not throw him. I attempted to pull him back into me and he let go.” They stated with a laugh. 

“I only wish Miche had danced with you,” Levi said with a sigh. 

“He did,” Y/N said with a shrug. “Just not then.”

*

**

She recounted those late nights in his office. The candles had burned low, and all the piles of paperwork were finally finished. Another date night passed by as Y/N waited patiently for him to finish. 

His back cracked when he finally stood up. With a glance out the window his face fell. “I did it again,” he said with a sigh. “Didn’t I?”

Y/N nodded, but offered him a soft smile. “It’s okay Miche.” 

“Let me make it up to you,” he said softly, as he tugged her out of her seat by their clasped hands. 

Placing his hand at the small of her back he drew her in. Softly swaying in the candlelight the creak of the wooden floorboards were the only sound in the room. Hair framed his face as he gazed down at her, eyes full of adoration, and Y/N found her craving this simple intimacy that a date night couldn’t create. 

Miche knew it was the little things that warmed her heart. He never stopped thinking of small ways to show he cared. Even with his death he’d left small pieces of himself behind in the form of handwritten letters in the event he met an untimely end. 

*

**

“Miche did that?” Hanji exclaimed. Surprise evident on her face. “Would you two have walked away from all this?” 

Y/N shook her head. “Not until we could live in a world free of titans. We’ve lost so many friends.” 

“Remember when Moblit thought you blew up the lab?” Levi asked, turning to Hanji, soliciting chuckles from the other two.

*

**

The boom could be heard at the training grounds. Levi and Y/N’s heads snapped at the sound. 

A figure covered in soot ran across the grounds, “Levi! Y/N! Come quick!” Moblit cried. “I think Hanji blew herself up!”

The three took off quickly, motioning for the cadets to follow. Erwin emerged from the castle at the sound of all the ruckus. “What’s going on?” He inquired, falling into step with them. 

“Shitty glasses blew up the lab.” Levi grumbled, shaking his head. 

“Dammit Hanji.” Erwin muttered under his breath.

When they finally arrived at the lab they saw Hanji emerge from the smoke, coughing profusely. “Hanji!” Y/N cried, stepping up to help them out of the debris. 

“I’m okay.” They wheezed, breathing in mouthfuls of fresh air. 

The sound of ODM gear could be heard as Miche came into view. Cupping Y/N’s face his eyes ran over her inspecting her for injuries. “Are you okay?” He inquired, as Y/N nodded.

“I KNEW YOU WERE DATING!” Hanji cried. “Moblit my hypothesis was right!” They drawled on with a wild look in their eye. “I knew I heard you two getting it on last night!” 

Levi and Erwin’s head snapped to Y/N and Miche, who had the good sense to look embarrassed. “So that’s why I’m not seeing the pathetic longing stares.” Levi mused, folding his arms across his chest. “You two disgust me.” He added, turning to Erwin who rolled his eyes at Levi and Hanji’s antics.

*

**

“You really were perfect for each other.” Hanji said softly. “I always imagined you two having the cutest babies.” 

Y/N blushed, “we didn’t think this would be the life for kids.” 

Levi sighed, “you were both right on that.” The only true veterans left were Y/N, Hanji, and himself. The fear of how much longer their little group would stay intact brought fear straight to his heart. “Still it would have been nice to have a piece of Miche running around.” 

Y/N’s eyes weighed heavily at that statement. Levi knew she would have dwelled on the idea a lot, but he also knew she wouldn’t change that choice. It would have been selfish of her to bring a child into a life like this, and Miche and Y/N rarely acted on their own selfish desires. 

“Remember when Hanji got the Commander to play seven minutes in heaven?” Levi asked, an attempt to lighten the mood. 

“You mean when they forced us all to play?”

*

**

“We can’t let the cadets have all the fun!” Hanji exclaimed, pouring another glass of wine. 

“Aren’t we a little old for drinking games?” Miche asked pointedly.

Hanji waved him off, “it’ll be a fun bonding experience!” Grabbing a felt hat she thrust it out, “now everyone put something personal in it.” 

“Wait, that’s rigging it.” Y/N said, folding her arms across her chest. “You can just choose the item the person you want puts in. It’s not hard to guess an object by touch when you know what’s in there.” 

“You really want this to be random Y/N?” Levi inquired, taking a drink of the whiskey in his glass.

Y/N shrugs, “isn’t that how the game is played?” 

“Alright everyone close your eyes and I’ll get an item from each of you.” 

Hanji passed the hat around, and once all the items were in place everyone opened their eyes. “Moblit you draw first.” 

With a sigh he dug around in the hat bringing up an enamel pin that he couldn’t quite identify. “That’s my Titan pin!” Hanji beamed.

“Titan pin? That looks like hammered shit.” Levi stated bluntly. 

“I made it myself!” Hanji snapped back. Before pulling Moblit in the awaited closet. 

“Someone got a timer?” Miche asked, as Y/N flipped the hourglass over. 

“How far do you think Moblit’s gonna go?” Nanaba inquired, as Levi snorted.

“How far do you think Hanji is going to go?” 

Everyone laughed at Levi’s statement. “I bet Hanji doms hard.” Y/N added as a muffled ‘Yes section commander!’ Was squeaked out from the closet.

Erwin shook his head, “why on earth have you thought about that?”

Y/N shrugs, “I got a lot of time on my hands Commander.” Taking a sip of her wine she nodded at Levi, “that one has a brat kink.” 

Levi’s stare turned predatory, “mind your manners brat.” 

“Or what Levi?” Y/N inquired, smiling sweetly. 

Nanaba snickered at the Captain's cool expression, and her fellow squad members challenging stare. 

Erwin pinched the bridge of his nose, “please tell me you have not made assumptions about everyone in this room.” 

Y/N shrugs, “the truth is often shocking Commander.” 

Miche laughs, “Erwin’s definitely got an authority kink.” 

Y/N’s eyes widen, “that’s exactly what I thought!”

Miche gave her a high five as Erwin shook his head pouring another glass of whiskey. The closet burst open as Nanaba yelled time. Moblit stumbled out hickeys all over his skin, and a proud Hanji following behind. 

“Moblit...you okay?” Y/N inquired as he looked at her with a dazed expression before nodding. He looked like he was on cloud nine. 

“Who’s next?” 

Miche reached into the hat pulling out a flower pendant. “Nanaba.” 

*

**

“How did that feel watching him go into the closet with Nanaba?” Levi inquired.

Y/N let out a sigh, gripping the ceramic teacup. “We weren’t together at that time,” she stated with a shrug. “It hurt like hell though.” 

Hanji sighed, “that’s the reason I made everyone play the damn game to begin with.” 

“What?” Y/N asked, sitting up straight at Hanji’s revelation. 

Hanji nodded, eyes focusing on a knot on the wood table. “I always wanted you and Miche to get together.” Her eyes flickered up, “whenever you were around each other it felt so natural. Like breathing.”

“Regardless, whatever happened in that closet with Erwin?” Levi inquired, with a tilt of his head. A blush bloomed on Y/N’s cheeks.

“What we heard was….spicey to say the least.” Hanji added. “Did you fuck the commander in seven minutes?”

Y/N laughed, “well since Erwin’s gone...I suppose I can reveal all the juicy details.”

*

**

The item felt cool and smooth in her hand. Y/N tried to focus on it, and not Nanaba who was currently in Miche’s lap. The color drained from her face when she pulled the medal out. 

“Commander!” Hanji cried, their jaw hanging wide open at the pairing. 

Y/N stood up, and the rush of butterflies danced in her stomach. Erwin set down his drink, and she felt his large palm on her shoulder. Leaning down his voice was low enough that only she could hear him, “by the way you’re trembling I’d say you like it when someone else is in control.” 

That statement went straight to her core, as he guided her into the closet. The door closed with a click. Before her eyes could adjust to the light Erwin’s hands were on her. “Do you want me to kiss you?” 

Y/N found herself nodding enthusiastically as Erwin’s breath fanned her ear. “I need to hear you say it.” 

“Yes Erwin.” 

“That’s Commander.” He corrected.

“Yes Commander.” She breathed as his lips latched on to her neck. He peppered kisses along her neck, turning her head he captured her lips. His kiss was demanding, and passionate. His hands were the only thing anchoring her to her body. 

“How much do you want?” 

Intoxicated on his kisses her mind could think of little else than him filling her. “All of it.” 

“I like hearing you needy.” Erwin mused biting the junction between her neck and shoulder. “I can fuck you like this, or I can fuck you against the wall.” Erwin nipped at her ear, as she let out a small whine. 

“Against the wall.” Y/N pleaded, before remembering to add, “please commander” at the end. 

“Strip.” Erwin demanded, and she made quick work getting undressed. 

The racket coming from the closet came as a shock to the group. “Are they…” Moblit trailed off. 

“Fucking?” Levi supplied, taking another drink.

“Maybe they’re just making out?” Nanaba offered. “Y/N seems like she could be an...enthusiastic lover.” 

Hanji burst out laughing, “she probably told Erwin to blow her back out.” 

Y/N had no idea how much time was left as Erwin thrust into her. The stone wall he had her pressed against felt cool against her back, and the angle he was driving into her had her seeing stars. “Fuck Erwin, I’m so close.” 

“Look at me when you cum.” He ordered, gripping her jaw firmly. His demand was enough to send her over he edge, “fuck Commander” she cried. By the look in his eyes he was close behind. With a few more thrusts he stilled in her. Letting her feet touch the floor he didn't let go of her until he knew she could stand. Tucking himself alway he quickly helped her get dressed. 

As soon as Erwin had straightened her clothes the door flew open, and they both went back to their seats not sparing the closet or Hanji a second glance. “Did you guys just?” Hanji inquired.

“What are you trying to imply, Hanji?” Erwin’s stern expression shut them up. 

“Nothing Sir.”

*

**

Hanji leaned back with a satisfied grin. “I knew it.” 

Y/N shrugged, “the only other person who knew was Miche.” 

Levi shook his head, “of course that bloodhound knew.” Taking another sip of his tea, “let me guess. Miche decided to mark his territory?” 

Hanji’s jaw dropped, “did he?” Gripping Y/N’s arm tightly they were excited at the prospect of new gossip.

“He did.”

*

**

Eventually the party died down, and Y/N found herself in the halls next to Miche. Leaning over her she heard him sniffing. “You smell like Erwin.” He hissed. 

“Nothing happened.” Y/N said tucking her hair behind her ear. 

Miche gave her an incredulous look, “I can’t even smell you.” Shaking his head his fists clenched, “you can’t lie to me about this.” 

Y/N folded her arms across her chest with embarrassment, “so what? We’re two consenting adults.” She said simply, “you looked cozy enough with Nanaba.” 

“We didn’t even!” As the words escaped Miche’s lips his eyes widened, and he went silent. 

“You didn’t have sex?” Y/N finished for him. “Let me guess she sucked your dick?” She inquired, with a knowing look. Miche ran his fingers through his hair formulating his next words. A habit that was typical for the tall man. He was never quick to choose words. They were always slow, and calculated. 

“It was just a game.” He said simply. “It didn’t mean anything.” 

Y/N gave him a slight nod, “exactly. It didn’t mean anything.”

*

**

“Wait so you didn’t get together that night?” Levi sat his teacup down with raised eyebrows. 

Y/N shook her head, “I wouldn’t have felt right jumping from Erwin to Miche that quickly.” 

“Or Miche hopping for Nanaba to you?” Levi added.

Y/N shrugged, “we knew after parting that night we both felt the same way. We wanted it to mean something when we actually decided to pursue a relationship.” 

“When did you actually hook up?” Hanji inquired, resting her cheek against her palm. 

A small smile pulled at Y/N’s lips as she recounted the memory. 

*

**

“You wanted to see me Commander?” 

Erwin’s sharp gaze flickered up at her voice. Setting the pen down he leaned back in his chair. “Any potentials among the cadets?”

The chair squeaked as she took a seat in front of his oak desk. “A couple, but none that would get along well with Miche or Levi.” 

Erwin nodded thoughtfully, “perhaps I’ll give you a squad.” Shaking his head at the thought, “I’m sure Miche would be in my office first thing to complain.” Resting his elbows on his desk he seemed to be lost in thought. Y/N watched the wheels turning in his mind as silence filled the room. “I think another squad would be beneficial,” Erwin concluded. “There is something I need you to do for me,” he said standing up to grab a small packet of papers. Picking up his pen he made quick work of the forms. “Give these to Miche,” he said, handing them to her. The ink hadn’t even dried. “You’re officially a squad leader.” 

Y/N’s jaw dropped, “thank you Commander.” 

Erwin’s smile was genuine, “you’ll make a good leader.” He paused, debating whether or not to speak plainly. “If you could convince Miche not to storm my office that would be appreciated,” Erwin said with a chuckle. “He’s rather fond of you.” 

Blinking at Erwin’s statement Y/N wondered what exactly Erwin knew. Before she could ask Erwin chose to speak first. “Relationships between officers and their subordinates have always been frowned upon,” he began his tone delicate, treading lightly. “You are no longer a subordinate,” blue eyes held a hint of mirth in them. “You’re dismissed.” 

Before Y/N could respond he’d already turned his attention back to the mountains of paperwork. If she hadn’t been mistaken, Erwin had practically given her his blessing to pursue Miche. Tension in her shoulders eased. Thankfully their romp in the closet had not meant anything more then carnal desires to him as well. 

Leaving Erwin’s office she made her way down the hall to Miche’s. Lightly knocking on the door she heard Miche’s voice welcoming her in. Opening the door she found Miche squatting before the fireplace throwing another log on. Emerald eyes slid up her frame, and a pleased look came across his face at her presence. “Y/N, what can I do for you?” 

Thrusting the stack of papers into his hands she stuttered out, “the Commander has given me new orders.” 

Miche stood up stunned at her words, quickly flipping through them fury prickling under his skin. If this was Erwin’s way of getting closer to Y/N he was prepared to challenge his orders. “He’s given you a promotion?” Miche inquired, an attempt at keeping his voice even. 

“Yes, Erwin thinks we need a new squad,” Y/N explained wringing her hands. “There’s potential among the new recruits, but I don’t think you or Levi would care for them,” she explained. 

Sharp eyes observed her as she spoke. “He also mentioned that I could pursue a relationship with another officer this way,” bashful eyes flickered down as she tucked a lock of hair behind her ear. 

Miche froze at her statement. “That will be very convenient for the two of you,” his jaw was clenched tight as he tried to contain the jealousy that boiled in his blood.  

Y/N’s head snapped up at his statement. “Miche, I was talking about you.” 

Miche’s eyebrows rose, “me?” 

“Erwin didn’t want you busting down his door over this,” Y/N explained. “He was giving us his blessing as our Commanding officer.” 

Miche took a step closer to her sparks at the tips of his fingers as he reached out to touch her. “You want this?” He inquired, his large hand cupping her cheek.

“Ever since I met you,” she confessed leaning into his touch. Leaning down he pressed a kiss to her lips. Hands sliding down her body to lift her off the ground. 

Large hands gripped her thighs as he sat her on the edge of the desk. Groping the soft flesh his lips worked against hers. Fingers carded through his hair as he deepened the kiss. His tongue slid against hers, and she took the opportunity to suck on it. This only made him more eager, leaning into her as she pulled him closer. His hands slid up to her hips pulling her against his thigh encouraging her to grind against him. A soft moan escaped her throat as she rutted against his leg. “That’s my girl,” he murmured against her lips. Dragging his lips against her neck she felt him trail kisses to the crook of her neck. A sharp pain had her arching into him as he bit down. Nails dug into his biceps as he soothed the bite mark with his tongue. 

“Fuck you’re intoxicating,” he said inhailing her scent. Reaching for her ODM straps she quickly started removing them, and he made quick work of his own. Tugging at her shirt for approval she grabbed it by the hem peeling it off. Miche groaned at the sight of her flesh. Soft and supple in all the right places. Calloused fingers traced the plains of her body. Shuttering under his touch she tugged at the hem of his shirt feeling vulnerable under his gaze. Pulling his shirt off he let it fall to the floor somewhere at his feet. Removing the fabric covering her breasts his eyes were eager to drink her in, greedy for anything she was willing to give him. Her soft hands traced his stomach muscles, lust filled eyes taking in his pecks eager to watch them move under his skin. 

Her breasts filled the palm of his hands. The weight feeling like heaven in his hands. A sharp inhale ignited a fire in him as he brushed his thumb against her nipple. Sensitive to his touch he captured one in his mouth as he rolled the other with his thumb. Her hands found purchase in his hair as needy whimpers escaped her lips. “Miche,” she pleaded, as he released her breast to pay attention to her other. He’d pushed her back against his desk as he continued his slow ministrations. Pulling soft pleas from her lips he felt her hips wiggle desperate to grind against him. “I’m going to make you feel good baby,” he said, kissing her navel. “Can you be a good girl and sit on my face?” 

(E/C) eyes opened wide, as she nodded eagerly. Helping her out of the rest of her clothes she straddled his face. Engulfed in her scent he was desperate to taste her. Gripping the junction of her hips and thighs he pulled down so she was seated on his face, as he desperately lapped at her clit. Her juices were sweet on his tongue with a refreshing aftertaste. 

Gripping the edge of the desk she rocked her hips chasing that high. “Shit Miche,” she said with a blissful sigh. Slipping his fingers into her he started working her over to accommodate him. When he started sucking on her bundle of nerves the stimulation became too much. Clamping around his fingers, her juices coated his face and he made sure to lick up as much as he could. 

“Let me make you feel good Miche,” she purred as she settled between his thighs. Sitting up with his back against the desk to get a better view she gave his velvety head a few strokes before sucking him between her lips. Throwing his head back at the sudden suction. Eager to watch her lips on his cock he brushed her hair into his hands softly guiding her further down his shaft. “Fuck Y/N, just like that.”

Humming against his shaft his grip tightened on her hair. Heady eyes focused on the hypnotic bob of her head. The occasional “pop” when he slipped out of her mouth driving him wild. Long fingers reached between her legs to toy with her folds as she sucked him off. “I want to feel that pretty pussy wrapped around me,” he breathed.

Releasing him she climbed onto his lap, so she was straddling his hips. “You ready,” he asked, tucking a few strands of hair behind her ear. She nodded eagerly, “are you?” Giving her a deep kiss he murmured against her lips, “I’ve wanted this for a long time.” He confessed. 

“Me too,” she said, kissing the tip of his nose. 

Grabbing his dick she guided him into her. She was tight as he felt him pressing into her entrance. “It’ll fit,” she assured, dragging him through her slick. “I like the stretch,” she said with a groan as she finally sank onto his length. His fingers dug into the fat of her ass as she adjusted to him. His forehead buried in the crook of her neck as he tried to focus on anything but cumming. 

Slowly she started to rock her hips finding the angle she craved. “Fuck you’re tight,” he grunted feeling her walls grip him. “Touch yourself,” he commanded. Watching her fingers slip down her body to her bundle of nerves. Pupils blown wide he took in the steady rock or her body, the bouncing of her breasts and the ecstasy that was painted on her face. “I like seeing you get yourself off on my cock.” 

He felt her throbbing on him as her orgasm shook through her body. Gripping her hips he started thrusting into her to fuck her through her orgasm. Her soft cries carrying him further to his own release. Pulling out he came over her thighs. He had her hips in an iron grip as he came down from his own high. Sitting her down on the floor her grabbed a towel to clean her up. 

Her shapely thighs were still shaking from her orgasm as he cleaned his seed from her. Carrying her to the bed that was attached to his office he laid them both down, pulling her on top of his chest. Running his fingers down her back they let a comfortable silence fall as they basked in each other’s presence. 

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Y/N made her way back up the stairs of the keep. Levi and Hanji had gone to bed a little while ago, and had left her to her own memories. Opening the door to the room she shared with Miche she’d expected to see him filling out paperwork at his desk, but found the room cold and empty with the ghost of his memory. 

Dragging her hand across the desk she hoped to bring that night back, but was disappointed to find herself alone. She thought back to what he told her.

“We’ll always find each other. In this life and in the next.”