#not gonna tag anymore I’m lazy

[flkwh0re]

Babysitter (Pt. 2)

Warnings: Mommy kink (W), Age gap, Squirting, Masturbation, Breast/body worship, Strap-on usage (R receiving), can’t remember anymore.

A/n: Sorry this took a little long, I wasn’t busy just lazy buuuut milf mommy wanda is here!! enjoy! wrote this and listened to two mcr albums omgg it’s 1 am 😓

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Tag: @alexawynters

part one here

yet to be proof read

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Wanda stood outside of your door room, flowers in her hand hesitant to knock. She was nervous to see announce the news to you about her finalized divorce with Jarvis.

As she brought her hand to knock, she heard the voices of two women and your laughter. She was sure she told you she’d be over today, had she forgot? Perhaps you knew but invited your friends over during the same time.

Wanda firmly knocked and waited a second, when you showed no answer, she was pissed. She knocked even harder the second time, the voices inside the apartment fell silent. Then you appeared at the door, “Oh my god Wanda! Hi, I missed you. Uhm, my friends are here so you know.” You said nervously, hoping she’d get your tone.

“Oh I’m well aware, what happened to our plans for today huh? I told you I’d be here at this time, but you go and invite people over to intrude our time!” She said sternly, alight fear rising in you. Suddenly, Wanda burst out into laughter. “Oh sweet girl, I’m playing. Though, I am a little sad you forgot.”

You felt bad, you couldn’t believe you forgot about Wanda wanting to come over. “I’m sorry Wanda, I can ask- " You were cut off by Kate, your best friend, wrapping her arm around your shoulder.

“Miss Maximoff!! What are you doing here at Y/n’s apartment?” Kate asked, you internally cursed the situation. “How do you know Wanda?” You asked, putting Kate’s arm off your shoulder. “Oh she was just my neighbor, I knew her mom pretty well too.” Wanda pipes in.

Well shit, you thought to yourself. “Here Wanda, come in and I’ll kick them out.” You said to Wanda as you pulled her through the door.

“Alright Kate, gotta kick you and Yelena out. Wanda and I have something to talk about.” You told her with a sarcastic smile, to which she cackled.

“The only discussing you’ll be doing is sex.” She said, you slapped her arm harshly causing her to wince. You could hear Wanda snicker at Kate’s comment, then Yelena stepped into the hallway.

“Yelena, please collect your girlfriend. I have something to do.” “Ha, yea do for sure.” Kate remarked, “Yelena please!” You said to the blonde girl, everyone's laughter growing.

“Yea okay, see ya!” She said, pulling her girlfriend to the door finally giving you and Wanda your much needed alone time.

“I am so sorry Wanda.” You apologized to which she shook her head. “No, it’s okay, it was funny. I still am a little upset you forgot about me.” She said with a faux pout, “Guess I’ll have to teach you bout that.” She placed soft little nips and pecks on your neck, a little moan passing your lips.

Wanda backed away and looked up at you, smiling. “That’s gonna have to wait though, I have a surprise.” You raised a brow out of curiosity, it wasn’t often the older woman had surprises.

“What’s that?” You questioned, as she gave you an orange envelope and flowers. “Open it.”

You cautiously opened the delicately sealed envelope. You sat the flowers on the table, to make it easier to get whatever it was out. You pulled out a piece of paper, your eyes scanned over the paper and your jaw dropped in shock as you read the document.

“Wanda, you got the divorce?!” You excitedly remarked as you jump onto her, arms flying around her bringer her into your embrace. “I did baby, we can be together now.” She said as tears welled in her eyes.

“I can’t wait to start this chapter of your life with you baby.” Wanda said smiling largely. “Wait, the boys.” You were worried about them from the start, but you knew Wanda would have a plan. “Don’t worry, they’re a little upset but they still get to see their dad on weekends. Once they find out though that you’ll take his place, they’ll be happy.”

You felt a little sad at her statement ‘take his place’. You knew she meant well, but you couldn’t help but think about how you ripped a family apart because of your silly childhood crush. That didn’t matter right now though, what mattered to you was that you and Wanda could be happy together. You don’t have to sneak around anymore, and you couldn’t be happier to be with the woman you’ve loved.

“Hey, you okay?” She asked, kissing your nose. “Yea, just thinking.” Wanda hummed, “Why don’t you let mommy do the thinking baby?” Heat rose up your cheeks and you nodded eagerly. “I got us a new toy, I’m excited to try it with you.” She husked in your ear.

“C’mon, let’s go to your room.” She said as she grabbed your hand, leading you down the short hall. You reached the room you and Wanda had done so many sinful acts in, not once did the times feel like they do now. You were now Wanda's for forever, it almost felt like a dream.

"C'mon sweet girl, get on the bed. Mommy wants to show you how proud she is to call you hers." She placed soft kiss on your forehead, and her hands slither down your stomach. She slips your shirt off and graces your skin with her kisses.

Lips linger on your body painfully too long, but you hold back your protest so Wanda can worship your body. "Mommy, please." You finally whined in protest. "Oh, you poor thing! Mommy will stop teasing." She chuckled.

Her hands hooked around your back, unclipping the bra that wrapped around your breast. She worshipped each equally, licking and sucking on your delicate sensitive buds. Lewd noises escaped your lips as she began to grind her crotch against yours. You moaned even louder when you realized she was wearing a strap.

You two hadn't tried one yet, so Wanda was all too excited to fuck her girl into oblivion. "You feel that baby?" You nodded. "It's all for you sweet girl. I've been so eager to us it on you, I knew today would be perfect. Why don't you get on your knees and suck mommy's cock, hm?"

As you got on your knees, Wanda removed her pants and the faux cock hung between her legs. You practically drooled at the sight. It was a satin red color, not extremely big, but big enough to fill you full.

Your soft lips wrapped around the tip of the toy; you throated her cock as well as you could then began to bob your head. Wanda yearned to feel your warm mouth.

"Take your shorts off baby, I want you to touch yourself while I fuck your throat." Wanda demanded, to which you complied. Your nimble fingers rubbed over your clit as Wanda gripped your hair with a fist, hips thrusting the fake dick down your throat.

Your arousal practically dripped onto the floor, and your gags and moans filled Wanda's ears. She couldn't be in more of a blissful state.

"Alright baby, I think you're ready for mommy, aren't you?" You weakly nodded, and she helped you to your feet. She guided you to the bed and helped you lay down.

Her hands spread your legs, and her calloused fingers ran through your folds. She gripped the base of her cock, lining it with your dripping cunt. She pushed herself into your tight hole, the tip reaching your deepest point causing cries to leave your throat.

She steadies her thrust, then begins to slowly pound into you. "Fuck baby, you're so tight around me. Mommy just loves this perfect pussy!" You whined as she fucked into you.

“Fuck mommy I’m so close! Please let me cum.” You squeaked out, Wanda chuckling. “Go on baby, cum on mommy’s cock.” She grunted, her hips snapping rapidly against your own. The base of the strap brushed against her own clit with enough force to bring her to an orgasm, both of your orgasms happening at once.

Her high pitched moans filled your ears, pushing you even harder into your orgasm as she fucked your sensitive cunt. You legs began to shake as she didn’t let up, then liquid gushed out of you onto Wanda’s lower stomach.

Moans ripped from your throat, the sensation of squirting almost too much to bare.

Wanda slipped the cock out of your weak cunt, and undid the straps. She flopped down next to you, “Holy fuck Y/n, that was fucking phenomenal.” She giggled, a smile rising on her face making you smile too. “Yea it was, but I’m really exhausted now. You owe me some cuddles.” You say while making grabby hands at her.

“Ah, ah, let’s get ourselves cleaned up first. After that I’ll cuddle with you all you want baby, remember, you’re mine for forever now.” She said as she placed a soft peck on your lips.

You smiled, “Good. Now let’s go, I’m cold.” You grabbed her arm, pulling her up. You ran off to the bathroom and Wanda followed behind.

“Hey, what about a bath? You’ll get warmed up, cleaned up, and I can cuddle you.” Wanda suggested. “Do I still get my real cuddles later?” She giggled, “Of course.”

She ran the water, and as it filled up she dipped her foot into the tub. Settling into the warm water she piped up when she heard your voice, “You know, I never got to make you cum.. mommy.” She scoffed, “Get your cute butt in here.”

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[aweina]

ᥫ᭡. your name , mike schmidt ( suggestive )

say my name until you lose your breath …

tags gn reader. established relationship. fluff. kind of self-indulgent. teasing. mike + sleeper build combo.

“it hurts mike.”

your body was shaking like a withered leaf — limbs tense with a burning sensation.

“yeah?” he tilts his head a bit, a sadistic twinkle in his eyes.

you couldn’t last long anymore.

“yes! it feels like i’m gonna – ”

your poor face nearly slaps against the cold wooden floor if it weren’t for mike’s rough hand breaking your fall. he saved you from an embarrassing bruise that you would’ve had to heal for a week — what an angel. but even then, you let out a muffled painful cry against the wooden floors. the nonexistent muscles sculpted on your arms ached, the wind in your lungs struggling to spill out from your lips.

mike shakes his head as he soothes your forehead with a sweet brush of his thumb, back against the edge of his undone bed.

“i still can’t believe you can’t do push-ups.” there was a playful condescending tone in his voice that you couldn’t be mad at because he sounded hot.

you lifted your head, an exaggerated pout on your face. mike smiles at that, tracing his hand over your chin to tilt your gaze towards his. a hue of green and gold in his brown eyes — a little detail you loved about him.

“physical education was my lowest grade you know.”

the gruesome memories of being cruelly yelled at for not participating in group activities or the echoing of shallow cheers during the mile, you being the last person standing. yeah, not a great time.

“really now?” he asks with feigned surprise — a quirk in his brow.

you glared at him, getting up with wobbly feet and nearly toppling over. mike catches your fall again, gently guiding you on the bed. it was a little embarrassing, but he didn’t seem to complain.

“yes, mr. high school footballer.” now it’s mike’s turn to roll his eyes at your teasing, taking a seat back on the cold wooden floor.

what you would’ve done to see him in a football uniform — now stuffed in the depths of his mundane closet. not long ago, you happen to see crinkled photos stuffed in the drawers, old high school photos of mike. a youthful glow to his face, the curls in his dark hair longer, strong arms sadly covered in the sleeves of his jersey. high school you would’ve fawn over him, you’d like to also think he would with you — through the bulky clothes and thick framed glasses.

“whatever. i’ll show you how it’s done.”

a lazy hum vibrates your throat as you carefully watch mike stand up, stretching out his muscles just like he always did. the same sneak peek of his coarse happy trail never failed to make your heart skip a beat, letting out the same tired yawn with a lousy scratch through his messy locks. you tuck yourself in his soft sheets, the comforting smell of warm cotton and woodsy cologne nearly lulling you back into a doze.

every morning, he would do push-ups like this. you’d have an empty space beside your sleeping form, panic filling your heart. it’s then you hear deep grunts, the noise making you blank out with a blush — until you look over and see him in his third set of push-ups. dripping sweat sticking between his skin and the thin fabric of his t-shirt. mike subconsciously coerced you into waking up early. with the sun still beneath the clouds, you check him out while you’re smothered under the sheets he tossed on top of you. conversing about what you’ll do that day, what you wanted for breakfast, who’s turn to wake up abby.

if it weren’t for his deep breathing and quiet groans, you wouldn’t have to be so aroused every morning — like now.

planting his palms flat and arms extended towards the freezing floor, mike‘s position was much more stable and proper that you were attempting to replicate. his upper body bobs up and down, bare feet perfectly planted on the ground. you quietly admire mike’s hidden physique, counting each push-up with a whisper. his elbows barely buckle with each bend, keeping a steady pace without breaking a sweat. completely in contrast from the suggestive noises spilling from his soft lips, breathless and sweetening.

“say my name.”

he stops mid push-up, a confused look written all over his flushed face.

“i … w – what?” from how winded he was, his confusion sounded like a low whine — the familiarity leading back to this exact bed.

“say my name while you do push-ups.” beneath the sheets, you hid a sly smirk — the wink of sleep long gone from the excitement bubbling in your chest.

“yeah … okay sure baby.” mike’s genuine cluelessness was laughable. his doe eyes was unmistakably innocent, naturally obedient to your command.

now every completed push-up he executed perfectly was tied with a sweet tune of your name. the quiver in his voice was sweetly addicting. a breathless drawl drags at the end of your name — tired hiccups escaping his throat. reaching towards his limit, he growls your name with each grunt. how does he not notice how he sounds? fuck, he sounded so cute yet so possessive, but you refrained yourself from throwing yourself at him.

with one last bend to his arms, your name comes out as a desperate whimper. hot panting forced through his lips, drips of sweat running down his brow bone. mike crashes back beside the edge of the bed, his head bent back to the plush mattress. you gaze down at him with a soft smile, brushing away the damp strands of hair — still snug under the warm covers that combat the biting cold of the early morning.

“i know why you asked now.” mike mumbles tiredly, reaching up with aching arms to brush your hair in return. a cocky smile on his face.

“i was wondering when you’ll catch up.” you press a soft kiss on his lips, another on his dampened temple.

“you have a dirty mind, you know that?” mike blushes at the showers of kisses, chuckling at your little perverted plan.

“yeah i do. now do it with your football jersey.” he rolls his eyes the second time this morning, sneaking in a warm kiss on your chin before he stands up — cracking his tense neck with a hard tilt of his head.

“or i’ll just get myself a glass of water.” mike jested with a dry strain to his throat, taking your soft hands and tugging you on your feet.

you happily held his hand. both of your bare footsteps pattering through the cold, darkened hallway — careful not to wake up abby from her room.

“orrrr you can take a shower with me?” you suggestively whispered in the shell of his ear, nearly wrapping yourself on his aching arm — barely irked by the fabric draped on his shoulders that was dosed in sweat.

mike grinned in amusement, knowing you both already shared the shower during early, much more rushed mornings.

although, it never hurt to hear it from your lips.

“yeah sure baby.” his voice deep and rich in your ear, pecking a gentle kiss on your bed hair.

mike guided you both to the dimly lit kitchen, a sickly flirty exchange stuffed the cold hallway — quiet mumbles and fleeting touches.

besides the discipline he puts himself through every cold morning, mike learned to love them, especially when you’re there to admire him — despite the fact you would pretend to be asleep. he knows, but he likes to play your game every now and then.

add. note : okay i’m extremely unathletic, so i hope someone reading relates too. and can you tell that i got this idea from tiktok … (￣ ￣|||)

[povlnfour]

ੈ✩‧₊˚ PADDOCK TO PADDOCK (LN) PART 4

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a/n: 👀 i am having sm fun writing this. v excited to write the next part👀

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[creamhoodie]

˖⁺‧₊˚♡˚₊ Video Game Lover ˖⁺‧₊˚♡˚₊ synopsis: While Nagi is playing video games online with Reo you start to get needy for him and a slip of the mic leads to Reo listening to the two of you. tags: smut with no actual plot, 1.2K words, as always aged up.

“Hold on, sweetie. After this game with Reo, I promise,” Nagi called to you from where he sat at his PC with his headphones on. 

You were sitting on his bed and had been wanting him to come cuddle for the past half hour in hopes that it would lead to more. You were currently in heat for him as hearing him swear at the game turned you on. 

That is why even though he told you to wait you decided you couldn’t anymore. Taking matters into your own hands, you walked over to him and crawled under his desk in front of him. He continued to tap on his keyboard and click his mouse not even questioning your behavior until he felt your hands at his sweats. 

“Baby,” he cautioned. 

“What?” Reo questioned on the other end. 

Nagi’s eyes were transfixed on you as you pulled his sweats down even more, doing the same with his boxers until his cock was plopped down in front of you. 

“Do you want me to stop?” you asked even though you knew the answer.

The thing about Nagi was that yes he could be lazy and easily distracted by his video games but when it came to sexual activity with you he was addicted. Never having been interested in the matter before you, when he had sunk into your warmth for the first time, he had at last understood what it was all about and why some men ruined their lives over something as simple as just sex. 

“No. Don’t stop,” he said, his voice shaky. 

“Nagi, are we still doing this or what?” Reo asked, confused and oblivious to what was going on. 

“Yeah man, let’s go,” he said, clearing his voice. As he continued to play you took his length in your hand and kissed his tender pink head before slowly putting it in your mouth. You felt his knees shake from that alone and glanced up at him, he was struggling to play and kept stealing glances at you. 

You sucked on his cock gently, coating it with saliva before removing it from your mouth and began to give him nice slow strokes using your hand. 

You watched as his hand went up to the  wireless headset to click the button to mute himself.

“Fuck. You’re a menace. I can’t even focus,” he said but his voice was void of complaints and only full of desire. 

“I need you Nagi. I didn’t wanna wait anymore,” you said, continuing with your handjob of him, your pace quickening. 

“You should have just said so,” he said panting now, “fuck keep it up and I’m gonna cum right now. Stop, I wanna be inside of you.” He stood up now and with ease picked you up and placed you on the bed. 

“What about your game?” you asked half heartedly as he pulled off your pants and underwear with hunger, lining himself up with you. 

“It doesn’t matter. I can be idle for a few minutes,” he replied. He took the headset off and placed it on you, “you always look so fucking hot with this on, like a gamer girl.” His words shot a jolt of pleasure to your clit and you had only a moment to process it before you felt him pushing his whole length in causing your eyes to well up with tears. 

“You said you needed me and that’s what you’re getting,” he said somewhat apologetically since he knew he was always too big for you to handle.

However there was no time for foreplay now and you had played dirty by arousing him so you considered this your punishment: a few seconds of pain for what you knew would be immense pleasure. You felt him fill you up and as he began to thrust in and out you moaned his name, the lewd sounds of skin slapping against skin filling the room.  

You and Nagi’s moans engulfed the room so it took you by surprise when you heard a moaning coming from right in your ear…

“Reo?” you stammered realizing that the headset must have unmuted by all the moving on the bed. 

“What are you saying his name for? I’m the one fucking you,” Nagi said stilling his movement and glaring at you not yet understanding. 

You shook your head. 

“No- the headset. He can hear us,” you said, still dazed from the bliss he was providing you. 

Nagi relaxed again. 

“It’s okay I don’t mind if he hears us,” he said, beginning to move again. You heard Reo’s whimpering and moans on the other end and you could hear the slick sound of him pleasuring himself. 

“Reo, she feels so good you have no idea,” Nagi said loudly enough for his best friend to hear. He seemed to get off on the fact that the two of you were being listened to. 

What you didn’t know that he did was that Reo was attracted to you as well. He admitted to it after Nagi had caught him looking at your instagram one time with one of his hands in his pants.

The two were good enough friends, practically brothers, that he trusted Reo and so he wasn’t mad about it. Rather, he took pride in how stunning you are and how you were all for him. 

Still, friends did share and he would allow Reo to listen. 

He hoisted your legs around him pushing even deeper now so he bottomed out inside of you, balls deep inside of you. 

In your ear you could hear Reo moaning your name through the headset. You wondered how Nagi felt about that, knowing he could hear as well. To your surprise, his face seemed even more flush and flustered hearing Reo call your name. 

“Tell him how good it feels to have me inside of you,” Nagi said. 

This new side of Nagi, this exhibitionist style of him that liked to be listened to was turning you on even more and awakening something in you as well. 

“Reo, Nagi feels so good. He’s so big,” you moaned.

Nagi pushed your shirt up so he could feel grab hold of your breasts leaning in to suck on your nipples. 

“Fuck that sounds good,” Reo said through the headphones.

“It feels even better,” Nagi said into the mic panting then addressed you, “I’m close baby. Are you ready?” 

You gulped and nodded the anticipation killing you as you felt your own peak coming on soon, all the while the lewd sounds of Reo’s masturbation sounded through the headphones. 

“Say my name,” he said then again with more force, “say it.” 

“Nagi.. my Nagi,” you moaned and you felt him fill you up with his fluids as you soaked him with yours. 

You heard Reo finish as well gasping on the other end. As the three of you came down from your high, catching your breath, it settled in on you what had just happened.

However, you weren’t embarrassed. Somehow it felt almost natural that Reo eventually would hear you at your most vulnerable state like this. 

Nagi took the headset off you and put it back on himself. 

“Well Reo did you enjoy hearing me fuck my girl?” He teased. 

You were close enough that you could hear Reo’s reply of “yes I did.”

[snowstained]

pervy best friend itto mngnnfnrnrnedhsh (i’m insane) (slightly yandere ???)

itto x afab! reader

desc: modern au, VERY NSFW!!! kinda dubcon? itto being veryveryvery pervy n dirty n stupid, he’s just a big dummy who needs smth to fuck!!! not proof read i’m lazy oops

kinks included: blood, biting, bruising, choking, breeding, pet names, thigh riding, pain, scratching, hair pulling

itto can’t help it when you wear short bottoms, his gaze always trails to your perfect thighs. when you bend over he can’t help the boner he gets seeing your ass, especially when you’re wearing tight bottoms and he can see the outline of your pussy. he’s just so enamored and infatuated.

today you and itto were going out shopping. it was more or less you try a million things on and he drools over you for a few hours. at one of the stores you found an adorable mini pleated skirt that went perfectly with the top you were wearing. “itto, doesn’t this look perfect? it’s so cute with this outfit…” you took a peak at the price tag and gasped, “oh nooo! i’m not gonna be able to get it, this is way too expensive!”

itto immediately perked up at thought of treating you to something so cute. surely he’d get you to pay him back in… other ways. there was a sound of something dropping on the floor, your hair clip, oh no! itto watched as you bent down to grab it and went red when he saw your panties that didn’t fully cover your pussy. yeah, he needed you to get this skirt. “don’t sweat it, itto’s got’cha!”

“are you sure? this is 5,000 mora… that’s really expensive for just a skirt…” you asked him hesitantly.

“yeah, yeah, it’s no problem. you can always pay me back later, it looks great on you anyway!” he said with a little too much excitement. next thing you know he’s buying it for you and you’re walking out with a brand new skirt that’s gonna get you into trouble later.

on the drive back to itto’s he felt himself struggling. his jeans felt painful and he had a vice like grip on the steering wheel. it was hard for him to pay attention to the road when your thighs looked so tempting, he wanted to die between them. his hand was softly placed on your thigh and without a warning he squeezed tight. you didn’t know what to do, all you did was look at him with big eyes in confusion.

“uhm… itto? everything okay?” you asked, worry lacing your words.

“mhm, mhm, all good. don’t worry your pretty little head” he was fighting the urge to pull over and just fuck you then and there. he looked to your chest and gripped tighter, good god your boobs were perfect.

your breath hitched, he was being weird again! dammit itto! you couldn’t lie, it kinda turned you on, feeling like a lamb next to a wolf. you squished your thighs together, feeling some sort of heat grow between your legs.

itto could smell that he was turning you on, being an oni had its perks. his hand trailed further up your thigh until it was a mere inch away from your pussy. the heat coming from between your thighs was making his brain go numb. he pulled into the parking lot of his apartment and you both took an awkward ride up the elevator. you felt oh so small, and he felt hungry.

once into his apartment, he just stood and stared at you for a moment. you were used to it, sometimes you did things to turn him on on purpose because it felt nice to have someone look your way. but right now it felt different. you were helpless and at his disposal, alone in his apartment.

suddenly, he marched up to you and grabbed your hand. you let out a squeak of surprise and stumbled behind him. once in his room, he slammed the door shut and shoved your body onto his bed. you were a bit scared now, you didn’t know what was to happen. he took a step toward you and lifted your chin, making you look into his eyes, “i can’t hold back anymore, ‘m sorry angel face.”

your heartbeat increased and within seconds his bottoms were down below his hips and you were pinned. you felt something hard and hot against your thigh. when you felt the wet tip you knew it had to be his cock rubbing against you. he let out needy moans and whines, just begging to be inside of you.

“let me fuck you, pretty please? you’ve been tempting me for so, so long. i bought you that skirt, you owe me” he said with a husky voice.

you looked up at him, eyes a bit teary. “i- uhm…” you stuttered out. you didn’t know what to do. you were confused and kinda scared and really horny now. “…yes” you gave him the go ahead and he was so so happy.

he kissed you hard, fangs catching on your lips. it was sloppy and wet in the hottest way. his fingers trailed to your pussy and slipped right in. it hurt because of his nails, but he needed to prep you a little bit first. he kept rutting against your thigh as he fingered you, moaning into your mouth. he pulled away from the kiss, drool and blood lacing his lips. you licked your own, they hurt and you could feel spots where he tore skin. seeing your bloody and bruised lips only turned him on more.

he took his fingers out of you, there was a bit of blood due to his finger scratching your insides, but he didn’t really care anymore. it was more of a turn on anyway. “lemme cum inside of you, wanna fill you up ‘n breed you, doll” he whispered into your ear. you did nothing but nod in agreement.

he tried to enter you slowly, but god you were so tight. he slammed in, his dick stretching out your poor pussy. you let out a cry as he did, “itto! slow down, hurts!”

he breathed heavily, something primal was taking over. as much as he didn’t wanna hurt you, he needed to cum inside you. your cries of pleasure and pain only edged him on, he needed this. “i’m sorry, can’t stop.”

he pulled out, hooking your legs over his shoulders and slamming back in. he went hard and fast as he watched your tits bounce with every thrust. your eyes rolled back, you were getting so so close to cumming.

“itto! fuck! more more please more ‘m gonna-“ you were cut off by your own scream as you came all over him. itto let out a gutteral moan watching your face contort in pure bliss.

all that came out of him was animalistic grunts and groans until he finally came inside of you. he wasn’t done with you yet though. he flipped you over, ass in the air and face in a pillow. he mounted you, fucking you even harder and digging his nails into the fat of your ass and thighs. you felt blood trailing down, but you didn’t even care anymore. all you could focus on was how good you felt.

he grabbed you by the throat, pulling you up against his body as he fucked you. “‘m gonna claim you baby, you’re mine. mine as long as you live. i’m gonna make you mine forever” he said, biting down hard in the area between your neck and shoulder. you screamed in pain, cumming as he bit down. your hands went behind itto’s head and you pulled at his hair. he kept his fangs locked in place. one hand stayed on your throat and the other trailed down to your lower abdomen. he pressed hard, feeling his cock bulge from your tummy. he came inside you again.

you both stayed in the same position, his fangs unlatching. “mine mine mine, mine forever, got it? ahh, fuck! fuck, ‘m gonna breed you full. want you dripping with my cum, got it?” he asked you.

you nodded your pretty little head. that’s all you could do. you were so brain dead by now. his hand travelled lower, going from your stomach to your clit. he rubbed it in circles, only increasing your pleasure. he bit all over your neck, leaving little marks to let people know who you belonged to. “ah, itto! ‘m gonna cum again! lemme, please please please!” you begged him.

“go ahead baby, do it for me” he said before biting down again. you came together, finally satisfying itto. he held you up for a moment, then you both fell down onto the bed. itto took your sweaty clothes off of you before removing his own.

you felt hot and sticky and in pain. you just laid there, questioning what the fuck just happened. it didn’t feel real, but the bruises and blood were proof enough, let alone the cum dripping from you. itto laid down next to you, rubbing circles on your tummy. he pulled you close and buried his face into the crook of your neck where he claimed you as his. “‘m gonna love you forever, doll. you’re stuck with me now. if i didn’t give ‘ya any babies this time we’ll keep tryin’, okay?” he said sweetly.

what the fuck did you get yourself into?

[bravo4iscool]

What's up bestieeeee <3

I saw your call for request and ideas and I SHALL PROVIDE.

How would the TF141 react to getting a pet (feel free to choose what kind of pet, depending what pet person you think they are!)

And how would they behave as a pet parent? 👀

If you don't write for all of them, just do the ones you feel like!!

Have a lovely night 🩷

~ Fi 🐝

AHHH THANKS FOR THIS REQUEST!!! i love it very much🤭

i hope you like the kind of animals i gave them hahah (i’m sorry it’s so short)

(masterlist)

REQUESTS/ASKS OPEN!!!

simon “ghost” riley

“come on boy,” simon urged and patted the spot beside him on the couch. “c’mere.” riley raised his head and looked at his owner. he tilted his head and blinked.

“d’nt look a’me that way,” simon laughed and shook his head. “c’mere boy.” he patted the spot on the couch again and this time the shepherd dog complied and raised to his feet.

he jumped onto the couch and set his head on simon’s lap. “atta boy,” the man mumbled and started crawling him behind his ears. “you as lazy as i’m, huh?” simon smirked as he fumbled with the tv remote to put the game on.

once the tv was on and the game running simon laid his head back and sighed. this morning he woke up—petless—and now he had a furball on his couch, more precisely, half on his lap and life couldn’t be better.

he wasn’t alone anymore, he had company—one who didn’t annoy the shit outta him like johnny—and he had someone to talk to, even if riley wasn’t human. it definitely felt better to talk to a dog than to a wall.

johnny “soap” mactavish

“y’pissin’ with me ri’now johnny, aren’t ya?” simon blinked, staring at the animal in front of him.

“absolutely not, me frend,” soap grinned, proudly standing beside his parrot. “meet ghoapie. he’s me parrot.”

simon massaged his temple a took a deep breath. “a parrot? with the name ghoapie?” the brit stared at his best friend, not knowing what the hell to think right now. he knew johnny was…weird but not this weird.

“yea.” pride was clear in soap’s voice and his grin stayed on his face even tho simon looked like he wanted to jump through a window and get himself killed.

“imma kill y’johnny. i’m actually gon’ kill ya.”

soap faked a hurt look and grabbed his chest in a dramatic manner. “why’d ye do that?”

simon’s eyes widen and he pointed at the bird. “because ya got yourself a fuckin’ parrot! how d’ya think this gon’ work out?”

soap frowned and crossed his arms in front of his chest. “ye have a dog. why can’t i have a parrot?”

simon opened his mouth to answer but then the parrot interrupted. “ye why,” he croaked, gaining an annoyed look from simon.

kyle “gaz” garrick

“oh won’t you look at yourself,” gaz cooed as he crawled the little kittens chin, keeping her close to his chest. “oh you’re just the cutest.”

gaz sat down on his couch and carefully sat the kitten down beside him. then he looked at him. “well, what am i gonna name you, huh?”

he started crawling the kitten again, smiling when it started to purr. it looked up at gaz, its eyes fixated on the dog tags around his neck.

then, with a leap it jumped upon his chest and its claws started to toy with said dog tags around gaz’s neck. he laughed and gently grabbed it to pull it away. “i know they‘re called dog tags but they‘re not real dogs, y‘know?“ he looked at the little kitten and tilted his head. “maybe that‘s what i should call ya. you wanna be called tags?“

the name sounded stupid, it really did but it also had a certain ring to it, gaz thought. but the kitten started reaching out for his dog tags again and another laugh escaped him. “that‘s a final thing then! welcome home tags!“ gaz set tags down and reached for the real dog tags around his neck.

the kitten started reaching for it again and jumped around when gaz started to play with the tags. he held them in his hand, swinging them around in the air until the little kitten was able to catch them.

captain john price

“finished,“ the captain mumbled as he took a step back. the aquarium was all set up and now only the inhabitant was missing. he turned around and grabbed the small box which stood on his desk. “time to give ya a new home little fella.“ he opened the box and carefully lowered it into the aquarium to set the fish inside free.

then suddenly his door busted open and soap stalked in. „ye know i thought ghost was pissin‘ with me when he told me ye got a goldfish—“ his eyes feel onto the aquarium. “—but i guess he was right…“

“hello to you too soap,“ price grumbled and pulled his hand back. he wiped it dry on his shirt and set the box down on his desk again. “and yes, i did get a goldfish.“

soap blinked at his captain, then at the goldfish happily swimming around in his new home. “i always thought ye was a dog person. a goldfish is…a weird choice.“

price huffed, “says the one who got a parrot.“ soap wanted to shoot something back but then simon walked in and crossed his arms in front of his chest.

“i told ya i was right. y‘know my ears may not be t‘best anymore but my eyes work j‘st fine.“ there was a hint of offence in his voice as he looked at soap, raising one eyebrow.

soap rolled his eyes and mumbled, “ye were right.“

simon grinned under his mask, “thanks.“

[highpri3stess]

My anime fanfic opinions cause I’ve been wrting fanfics since I was like 15 and been in fandom spaces longer than that.

If the shoe fits;

The anime fanfic community is not a safe space for black women. Because if it was, all the callouts we experienced this year would not have happened. They were showing signs.

Minors don’t respect the mdni and any minor who interacts with smut is putting the writer at risk of jail time. You’re not smart or mature for doing that. You are actually, a fool.

The KOSA act will affect all of us very soon because other countries will take cue  it’s not just a US problem.

Remember how fucking ableist the tokyo revengers fandom used to be? Especially with that stupid vegetable joke during the first timeline when Mikey was in a vegetative state? Yeah, I’m not letting that go, you guys were and are disgusting.

Leave plugfic writers alone. You don’t go for other races for writing a mafia overlord who violently murders every one. I wonder why? (Racism)

It’s very easy for a white author to say “no discourse” on their blog because the only thing they have to worry about is an anon shitting on their writing. POC authors ESPECIALLY black authors can’t really have that privilege because they’ll tell you to:

yeah. We’re always dragged into discourse 

Dark content is not a moral failing.

If you defend shota or loli or defend anyone who was caught with shota or loli, you should be put on an FBI watchlist.

Remember when we used to have long fandom attention spans and didn’t throw them in the dustbin as soon as season 1 was over? Yeah bring those back please.

If you go on tiktok shitting on fanfic writers. In fact just shitting on writers in general you don’t deserve to be part of the community. We carry this shit on our backs.

Croquette or soft reader =/= class. Some of you are very uncouth, classless and crass.

SatoSugu shippers are getting irritating to me now. No the story does not revolve around them. Idc if your ship did not make a cameo in the new chapter there are other characters in the damn manga.

Jjk does not have bad female characters or hate women. Gege Akutami hates everyone because almost everyone is dead. Except his pookie Sukuna.

Boruto is not a bad manga. It’s mediocre but it’s not bad. We get it. NaruSasu wasn’t the end game. It’s been 20 years, drop it.

Also if we’re using the same logic NaruSasu is as toxic as SasuSaku.

SatoSugu shippers are the new BakuDeku and NaruSasu shippers; Misogynistic and violently homophobic/transphobic (minus BakuDeku shippers for this one)

Many Sakura fans on tiktok in 2020 were extremely racist. They still are.

JJK girls, and especially Gojo girlies on tumblr are the second most irritating set of people ever, first are the dudebros. You mass report non Gojo fics and you harrass any non JJK writer on here. We know it's you don't hide.

Chainsaw man is actually good. It just has a lot of female characters in comparsion to male characters so you guys don’t really care. Tatsuki Fujimoto is for the cringe fail girls.

You people can excuse Hisoka and Naoya but start barking when someone mentions Makima or Meimei. If you’re gonna holla, bark at all of them or shut up.

We need more Yuri in the anime community. Idc about Yaoi anymore tumblr.

People who write for the following should get a nice sloppy toppy or a nice hot meal: Nanami Kento, Kusabe Atsuya, Choso Kamo, Higuruma Hiromi any and all one piece men, Naohya and Souya Kawata, Shion Madarame etc.

Anyone who does this kind of post: 

“He kisses you and cums” or nsfw link

toji, mikey, GOJO SATORU, GETOU SUGURU, adventurine, beelzeebub, simon ghost riley, nanami kento, whitney the bully, remus lupin, childe, MIGUEL O’HARA, cillian murphey, shuji hanma, ujishima, tendou, osamu, isagi, oliver aiku + more

Is lazy asf and should not be rewarded for bad behaviour. Stop clogging the tags. These are so lazy without any effort or thought put into them.

If you don’t reblog fics, especially as a fanfic writer and you ask “where are all the fluff fics” you deserve any hate you get and you should be blocked.

I’m tired. I’ll continue next week.

*edited a few things.

[ikinremu]

KINKTOBER DAY 4: Billy Russo x Overstimulation

One More

Billy Russo x Fem!Reader

Tags: Overstimulation, P in V, Mentions of Fingering, Mentions of Oral (F recieving), Praise, Multiple Orgasms

! Smut Warning !

"Come on baby, y'gonna give me one more?" Billy crooned, a typical, playful smirk tampering with his lips as he softly - skilfully - bounced you on his cock, reeling your release nearer and nearer.

“I can’t..” You practically panted, showing a subtle, somewhat disingenuous, shake of the head, only saying what you were due to the overwhelming sensitivity of your body.

You’d cum several times already, and Billy was so unstoppably determined to anew them until you truly couldn’t take it anymore - this set to be the final one, clit swollen and cunt puffy with such hypersensitivity.

First release granted by his fingers, he’d so smoothly, so agilely, pumped his digits within the overflowing slickness of your hole, ably toying with your clit until euphoria hit.

Next, his tongue. Billy had trailed lengthy, pleasing stripes up your arousal, vigorously flicking his tongue over your clit before you were overpowered by the utter force of the orgasm, now vastly increased in over-responsiveness.

Third release brought by the combination of both of the previous, you were - much to Billy’s triumph - left incredibly sensitive.

And this was to be your fourth, tight, sopping hole so faultlessly filled by his bucking thrusts as he guided your bounces.

“You can do it baby..” He encouraged through a rich, tense groan, puppeteered by a blatantly smug grin, “Gonna cum for me again, huh?”

In a heavily untamed manner, you nodded, “Mhm..” the word floated like a mere breath, an unmistakable knot tightening inside your lower-stomach.

Cunt dripping around his length, you felt the tender convulsions of your distended clit, coil so abruptly snapping within you as bliss unwound, washing over your frame as your fourth and final orgasm hit.

Billy planted a speedy, quite lazy kiss to the severely flushed skin of your cheek, “That’s my girl, mm?”

Thank you for reading and hope you enjoyed! Please feel free to use the asks feature on my page for requests of oneshots/drabbles/blurbs etc.. would be greatly appreciated, though I will be responding to them after kinktober since i’m doing the full month! <3

[fully-functioning-pigeon]

Hi y’all, I need help!

I want to write fanfic and I’d love to post them but it feels impossible to get an AO3 account and legit no one uses Wattpad anymore. So where is everyone posting their fics? Has it gotten easier to get an AO3 account and I’m just lazy? Is it preferable for fics to be posted straight on tumblr?

Let me know what you guys prefer with your fic reading and I want to accommodate, it’s been forever since I’ve written fanfic and I’ve got a couple ideas I’m toying with. This is just gonna go on some general tags, so anyone that likes reading fanfic can respond, I just wanna know the general consensus :)

[daddyy333]

Lo’ak x Omaticaya!reader

if you’d like you can reblog my original work, but please don’t post it without credit. if you take inspiration from my ideas please tag me, I’d like to see how someone else would write it

word count: 8.7k

warnings: mentions of death, mentions of infection, smut, readers mom dies, ?

summary: honestly I have no idea what this is it was supposed to be a small little blurb about Lo’ak talking to Kiri about his crush on y/n and then this happened…it’s basically a story of how Lo’ak x reader’s relationship started

anything in bold like this in the middle of a sentence means it’s either Na’vi or meant to be in Na’vi but I don’t trust the translation websites so I just use the few words I know and make do with it💀

sorry this took sooo long! I’m on spring break and I kinda took a break cause I’ve been feeling a little out of it and I think I’m gonna fulfill a request and then continue taking a break. I’m not sure yet, just feeling kinda lazy lately 🤷‍♀️

You and Kiri had been inseparable for years. You had a similar situation to her, your father died when you were young and your mother had been very overwhelmed with the loss of her mate and taking care of a young child and it made her sick, and she is still very sick to this day.

You understood what it felt like to feel like a freak, like you’re not like everyone else. You’d always been secretly jealous of her, though. She got a second chance at having a family with the Sullys. Your mother was too weak to even speak some days, and had spent most of the last year in a healers tent.

You knew your mother was going to join Eywa soon, and it had been bringing you down lately. Kiri noticed you didn’t come to see her as much, and you always seemed like you had been crying. She felt terrible for you, although her biological mother was unresponsive and for all intents and purposes dead, at least she could watch all those videos and get to spend time with her avatar body in the pod.

“Hey…is y/n okay?” Lo’ak asked Kiri. She looked up from the top she was making for Neytiri since hers was starting to become worn out. She sighed and said “she’s a strong girl, she will make it through this”

“What is “this”? No matter who I ask, no one will tell me what is troubling her” he said and Kiri looked down. She sighed softly and whispered “y/n’s mom is dying. She has been for years, after her father died she couldn’t take care of herself and y/n and it started to make her sick, and then she got hurt while hunting once and it got infected. It’s been 3 years, and Mo’at said she doesn’t have much time. She cannot walk at all or even sit up anymore, she can barely talk, she can only drink her meals and she’s always sleeping. She’s all y/n has left, so it’s really hard on her”

“No…no, no the great mother would never do that to her,” Lo’ak said, shaking his head. Kiri bit her lip and said “I’m sorry Lo’ak. If there’s anybody who wishes different for her it’s me” “why hasn’t she told anyone?” He asked and Kiri wiped a tear away.

“She just doesn’t want anyone to pity her and force her into being with her mom all the time. It’s why she hasn’t hunted in so long, she wants to be there when she passes but it’ll kill her to truly watch her wither away so agonizingly” Kiri said softly, sniffling a little.

She felt so bad for you. She couldn’t imagine truly watching her mother die. “I-Is she okay? How is she doing? Do you think I should bring her some food or something?” He asked and Kiri chuckled.

“Why do you care so much, penis face? You got a crush?” She asked, trying to lighten the mood. Lo’ak shook his head and said “ugh, shut up Kiri” “oh my god, you do! You’ve got a crush on my best friend! Ew!” She said and laughed, making Lo’ak blush hard.

She kept nagging him until he finally said “fine, I like her! I really freaking like her!” “Oh my god, no way! Good luck trying to get her to fall in love with you!” She said and giggled. Lo’ak sighed and said “shut up! I see you drooling every time you even hear Ketu’s name!”

“She’s too pretty for you anyways! Penis face!” She said and Lo’ak blushed. He chuckled and said “Prettier than you!” She gasped and threw a vine she cut off from the top earlier at him. She shook her said “so what do you like about her?”

“Stop, Kiri” he said and groaned. She smiled and said “come on, tell me!” “I just…well I liked her smile at first. A-And I thought she was pretty” he said softly, fiddling with a bracelet you gifted him for his birthday.

“Anddd?” Kiri said, giggling. Lo’ak groaned and said “you’re so annoying” “ugh, whatever. Just don’t try to really go for her right now. She’s hurt, and she’s gonna need time to heal when she loses her mom. It would help if you were there to comfort her though, don’t you think?” Kiri said and he nodded.

What they didn’t know, was that you were coming to talk to Kiri just a few seconds after Lo’ak and heard the entire conversation. You blush slightly, dry tears from thinking about your mom staining your skin.

You rustled the leaves and then shook the flap of the tent to get their attention. “Hey, can I come in?” You asked, wiping your face to get rid of the evidence of tears.

You came in and sat between Lo’ak and Kiri, talking like everything was normal. You could see Lo’ak staring at you from the corner of your eye, and Kiri not so secretly mocking him.

You noticed Lo’ak trying to be around you more often, bringing you gifts and food. It made you fall for him even harder.

You had just gotten ready for your birthday celebration, you had gotten quite dressed up since you hadn’t gotten a chance to do that in a while and you wanted to feel beautiful tonight.

Your mother was getting worse and worse. You knew she had mere weeks, maybe even days left. You just wanted a distraction. It had been 3 months since you overheard Lo’ak talking to Kiri. Things had changed quite a bit.

2 weeks after that, he confessed that he’d been so kind because he knew about your mother. You cried softly as you thanked him for not judging you or treating you like glass. Sure he’d been bringing you gifts and sort of taking care of you, but he wasn’t actually treating you differently.

You confessed that you knew about Lo’ak’s feelings and even though he was terrified, he made sure you knew how he truly felt. “I…I-I really like you, y/n. I know we’re not the closest but I can’t stop thinking about you. You’re…you’re an amazing woman and any man in the clan would be lucky to have you, but I really want to be that man. O-Oel ngati kameie, y/n” he said and you instantly began to cry more.

You hugged him, crying into his chest softly. You ended up kissing him for the first time that night, promising yourself to him. He told you you didn’t have to, and that he knew you weren’t in the best place right now. You didn’t care, you knew then and there that Lo’ak was the one. Just for good measure, Atokirina made its way over to the two of you. Eventually, there were Atokirina lining up and down each other's arms to your joint hands, making him realize you were telling the truth.

Your relationship blossomed into something beautiful, trully. Neytiri and Jake loved you even more, you kept Lo’ak in line and made him really happy. Kiri pretended she was disgusted but she was glad you had someone to take care of you and love you and she trusted that her brother was the perfect person for you.

Now, you were celebrating your 20th birthday and you looked divine. Your hair was let down from the signature braids you usually wore, you had a few framing your face and forming a beautiful crown that eventually came together and was held by a beautiful blue flower. You made yourself a new top and loincloth, the top accentuating your breasts more than you thought and making Lo’ak drool over you all night. Your loincloth matched, with similar sage green stones you’d found by a river added across the covering and you even made matching waist beads and other jewelry. You really went all out this year.

Lo’ak thought you looked absolutely stunning. He truly believed Eywa had perfected you herself, he felt so lucky to be the man you wanted most.

You spent the morning flying your ikran with Lo’ak and the afternoon with your mother, she seemed to be getting stronger out of nowhere, she ate a little bit of your breakfast and even held a conversation with you for a bit. She was so proud of the woman you’d become, and loved the outfit you made for your birthday.

“What do you think, ma sa’nok?” You asked her, twirling to show the full outfit including your hair. She smiled and said “nífrakrr, lenrra, ‘itetsyìp” (as always, proud, little daughter). You smiled as well, sitting next to her and holding her hand. You kissed it softly and said “I wish you could be at the celebration tonight, mother”

“Don’t worry, my daughter. I want you to celebrate yourself, and your achievements tonight. Promise me you’ll tell me all about it in the morning, yes?” She said with a wink. You blushed softly, she was encouraging you to take it further with Lo’ak constantly. You shook your head and said “promise,”

Lo’ak came in and said “oel ngati kameie, Mäti” and gestured towards your mother. She smiled and said “za’u, ‘evengan” (come, boy). He sat on the other side of her, grabbing her hand softly. She sighed and said “make sure she has fun tonight”

“Nìlun,” (of course) Lo’ak promised. He looked at you and smiled as he said “you look very, beautiful, my love. Someone might steal you from me tonight” You blushed softly, thanking him. Of course he brought your mother some berries that his mother had left over from lunch as well as matching flowers to put in both of your hair.

You loved how much he cared for your mother. It made you feel lucky, and you know if something ever happened to you you had the best mate possible to comfort you. She eventually forced you out to go celebrate and smiled as she watched the two of you giggle as you ran out.

Mo’at was visiting everyone in the tents to check up on them. That’s when she realized it. “Mäti…I know you know why you feel better” she said and Mäti looked away. She sighed and said “No…no, no please please do whatever you have to do. I can’t do that to her. She is finally feeling happy with that boy, and it’s her birthday, Mo’at”

“It is not under our control. I’m so sorry, Mäti…..I tried, I really tried” Mo’at told her, holding her hand.

“Y/n!” Tuk said as she ran to you. You smiled and picked her up, twirling her around. You kissed her head and she giggled, playing with the new feathers you put in your hair. “You look so pretty!” She said and you thanked her.

“What a fine young woman in my tent, someone should claim her as theirs soon, don’t you think Ma Jake?” Neytiri said, shoving Lo’ak slightly. He rolled his eyes and you blushed softly, looking down. Jake winced at his mate’s bluntness. He chuckled and said “I see you have chosen a mate for Lo’ak”

He spoke cautiously, knowing she was getting annoyed with how long he had taken to find someone. Now all she wants is for the two of you to mate so you keep him in line and make him happy.

“You guys are so annoying. Tell her Happy Birthday” Lo’ak said, trying to stop from blushing and cursing his tail for giving away how excited he was thinking about the two of you mating. He wrapped it around your thigh, pulling you a little closer.

You spent some time with them, but as eclipse began it was time to begin the celebrations. You feasted and enjoyed delicious meat prepared by Jake and a few of the other men in the clan and some other dishes Neytiri and Mo’at made for you.

You danced for hours, sometimes with Lo’ak but then Kiri and Tuk wanted to steal you. Lo’ak smiled as he watched you. You looked gorgeous. And you were so goddamn happy. He wished he could stay in this moment forever.

“Lo’ak, come!” You said, grabbing his hand. You two had been dancing to this particular beat since you were kids. You were always friends, even if you weren’t best friends you still hung out solely with him every now and then before you began dating. Dancing to this beat was your very own special thing you had with each other.

You smiled as you both remembered the steps and everything. You could see his fangs as he grinned boyishly, his eyes lit up with love and adoration for you. Neytiri and Jake cheered you on, making you both laugh as you realized everyone was watching.

As soon as it was over, he pulled you into his arms and you sighed, resting your head on his chest. Neteyam wolf whistled making everyone laugh, well those who knew what it meant anyways.

“Look at you, skxawng” He said and shoved him jokingly. Lo’ak shook his head and said “shut up, you’re just jealous!” You giggled and said “stop it, Lo’ak. Enough bickering with your brother. Be nice. God, if this is how you and Neteyam are I wonder how our kids will behave”

You didn’t realize how big of a comment you’d made. Our kids. You wanted kids with him? You wanted him to father your children? He felt so lucky, so grateful. He recovered quickly, laughing about it and kissing your head.

Another hour or so and you two ran off so you could do something you’d done every year since you could remember. “Utral Aymokriyä?” Lo’ak asked and you chuckled. You nodded and said “I like to listen to my fathers voice every year…this year I’m also listening for grandmother and grandfather as well since my mother can’t come and listen herself”

“You’re so sweet” he said and caressed your cheek, pecking your lips softly. You chuckled and grabbed his hand, running over to the tree. You smiled and connected your kuru to the tree. You chuckled as you heard the voices of your ancestors, closing your eyes.

Lo’ak hugged you from behind, caressing your waist softly. “Do you ever come here?” You asked after you disconnected from the tree. Lo’ak shrugged and said “sometimes. It’s never been a big priority for me, although maybe it should seeing as it makes you so happy”

You shook your head and he grabbed his kuru, connecting it to the tree. He hummed, listening to the voices as he felt your tail caress his back. You kissed his shoulder, resting your head on his arm.

He disconnected and smiled down at you. You smiled, pulling away. You twirled through the glowing vines and ran your hands over them. “You’re so gorgeous…” he said as he watched you, making you stop and blush.

He walked over and said “I’m serious. You’re as perfect as it gets, y/n. Eywa really outdid herself creating you” You looked away, embarrassed. He loved everything about you, but if there was one thing he could change it would be your reluctance to accept his compliments.

“My love, I am serious. Eywa, you look incredible tonight. I can barely keep myself together on a regular day, tonight has just made me crazy for you” he said and cupped your cheeks, pressing your foreheads together. You felt something pressing against your lower stomach and you looked down, realizing it was him.

“Shit- I’m sorry,” he said and pulled away, turning around and clearing his throat. You hugged him from behind and said “don’t hide it from me…I want to know how I make you feel” “y/n…no, no we must wait” he said and took a deep breath as you started to touch him over his loincloth.

You kissed his arm and said “it’s my birthday, Lo’ak. Shouldn’t the birthday girl get what she wants?” “Y/n…” he said and cleared his throat. You moved so you were facing him, looking up at him as you were nearly a foot shorter.

He took a deep breath, his gaze dropping from your eyes to your plump lips, then your breasts. He quickly regained himself, looking you in the eye. You licked your lips, placing your hands on his chest. You bit your lip and said “please, Ma Lo’ak. I want you”

He cupped your cheeks and kissed you softly, gently placing a hand on your waist. You pulled away after a few moments, smiling at him. He tapped your thigh and you jumped up, wrapping your legs around his hips.

He bent down, laying you gently on the ground. “I want to be mated to you forever, Lo’ak” you said and he smiled. He tucked your hair behind your ear and kissed you again.

“Oel ngati kameie” he said against your lips. You smiled and flipped the two of you over, kissing down his neck as you caressed his biceps. He rested his hands on your hips and you smiled through the kiss.

You pulled away, panting softly. You pressed your forehead against his and said “Oel ngati kameie” Eywa, the way you said it nearly had him ruining his loincloth.

You reached back and grabbed your braid, bringing it forward. The pink tendrils twitching and searching for something to connect to. He took a deep breath and you could tell he was really nervous.

“We don’t have to…I’ll wait as long as I have to for you” you said and he blushed. Atokirina slowly surrounded you, seemingly dancing in the circle and a few others flew around the two of you. He nodded, trusting Eywa and especially trusting you.

He brought his braid forward and made tsaheylu with you, closing his eyes. You gasped, a small whimper coming out. You placed a hand on his chest, keeping yourself upright as you felt something…euphoric.

You could feel Lo’ak’s heartbeat, his breath. You sense how nervous yet excited he was. You could hear his thoughts as well. “Oh Eywa,” he whispered, opening his eyes. You breathed shakily as you gulped and opened your eyes.

He smiled up at you and you smiled back. You shook your head and said “I’m so in love with you,” “I know. I can feel it” he said and you teared up a little. You could too. You could feel how his heart swelled with adoration, him thinking about making you feel amazing and cuddling under the stars with you afterwards.

You slowly worked your top off, making his eyes widen. Sure he had accidentally seen them a few times as the tops the Omaticaya women wore weren’t exactly the best at actually covering them, but oh my god they were even better fully bare and up close.

“Y-Y/n…” he said, looking up at you. You smiled and said “yes…” “you’re so beautiful” he said softly, his eyes dropping to your breasts again. He kissed your left boob softly, trailing kisses towards the valley of your breasts and then your right boob.

You moaned a little as he kissed your nipple, threading a hand through his hair. “You’re beautiful, Lo’ak” you said and he whined as he suckled a hickey onto your boob.

“Baby…” he groaned, squeezing your hips slightly. You chuckled and kissed his head, removing your arm band. He was lost between your boobs, not a single thought going through his head besides you. You moaned softly when he suckled directly on your nipple, kitten licking it and making you moan even more.

When he was done you were already a mess, loincloth nearly soaked, flushed cheeks, panting a little. He smirked and untied his loincloth, revealing a third leg. You didn’t think he’d be that big. Sure you’d caught glimpses here and there of him but he was still covered by the loincloth.

And sure, he seemed like he was packing decently but this was crazy. He was really thick too, you could probably get your entire hand around him but barely. You gasped when it bobbed and right under your breasts, your eyes widened and he chuckled at your reaction.

“What’s wrong?” He asked knowingly. You looked at him and then back at his cock, unable to keep your eyes off of it. It was pretty, just like him. “I-It…you’re too big, Lo’ak, th-there's no way that’s going to fit” you said and he chuckled.

He kissed you softly and said “we’ll make it fit. Promise. Last thing I want to do is hurt you” You nodded and he smiled and caressed your cheek. His tail slowly wrapped itself around your thigh making you blush a little.

He helped you remove your loincloth but stopped you from taking off your waist beads, Eywa they just accentuate your figure so nicely. He kissed you softly and slowly trailed his hand down to your pussy gathering your slick and teasing a finger at your entrance.

You bit your lip and sighed shakily, moaning softly when he massaged your clit with his thumb. You whimpered, clenching as you ached to be full. “Lo’ak…I need more,” you pleaded, pawing at his chest.

He squeezed your thigh with his other hand and slipped a finger in, slowly thrusting it and seeing how it made you feel. You breathed shakily, leaning down to kiss him. “More,” you whispered against his lips and his cock twitched, you drove him fucking crazy.

“Baby…” he said and you whimpered. He slipped another finger in and warmth blossomed between your legs as you gushed around him with need. He smiled and thrusted his fingers a few times before curling them to find your g spot.

When he could feel the intensified pleasure through tsaheylu and your gasp accompanied with a loud moan, he knew he had found it. “Oh…oh Eywa,” you moaned, placing a hand on his chest and pressing down slightly as he worked you to an orgasm as fast as he could.

“Feels good?” He asked, he could already feel it through tsaheylu but he wanted to hear it from you. You whimpered and nodded, gasping softly as he went faster. You buried your head into his chest, your cunt clenching as you rocked your hips slightly against his skillful fingers.

“Can feel you squeezin my fingers. That good, princess?” He asked and you took a deep breath as you started to feel that tingly feeling in your lower belly. “Lo’ak!” You moaned when he started rubbing your clit harder.

You looked so beautiful above him, pussy clenching around his fingers. Moaning his name. It did something to him, and made him go crazy. You whimpered as he abused your most sensitive spots, already bringing you to an orgasm faster than you ever have yourself and it’s only the first time.

“Lo’ak, ohh it feels so good!” You moaned and he smiled. He lifted your head and kissed you, your legs beginning to shake. You whimpered and pulled away, moans filling the surrounding forest around you as your breath became heavy and fast.

Tears filled your eyes as you said “I’m cumming- I- I- ahh!” You came harder than you ever have before, barely able to hold yourself up anymore. Lo’ak smiled as you started to squirt, your eyes shut hard and your jaw dropping.

“Yes, my love… just like that, you look so beautiful” he said and you whimpered, gasping at it only seemed to get more and more intense. “Ohh! Lo’ak, baby…” you moaned, resting your head in the crook of his neck.

He rubbed your back softly and said “you okay, sweetheart?” You just moaned in response as you felt him slip his fingers out. He chuckled and popped them in his mouth, sighing happily through his nose as he tasted your sweet slick.

You whimpered and sat up, hovering right over his dick before he stopped you. “Hey, hey are you sure? You just- y-you just c-came kinda hard- a-at least I think you did- maybe you should take a second,” he said and you chuckled.

“You made me feel things I have never felt before, Lo’ak. That is why I want to try and do the same for you. Do you not want this?” You said and he took a deep breath. Through tsaheylu, you knew he wanted it but something else was bothering him, you couldn’t quite tell.

“I don’t know I’m…I’m scared” he said and you sighed. You sat on his upper thighs as you cupped his cheeks and said “we are already together for life now, we do not have to make love tonight”

“No- n-no it’s- we will” he said and sat up, trying to force you up so he could slip it in. You stopped him, holding yourself down as you said “hey- hey! Why are you scared?” “I’m not anymore. You are my mate…for life, y/n. Eywa has shown us that we are meant for each other, there is no reason to be scared” he said and you smiled.

You caressed his cheek and slowly lifted your hips up, allowing him to line himself up at the entrance. “Go slow…don’t hurt yourself” he said and you nodded. You slowly sunk down on the tip, gasping softly as your pussy clenched. You already felt so full and not even ⅓ of his dick was in yet.

He was going to ask if it hurt but he could feel through tsaheylu that it was actually quite the opposite. He chuckled, going to kiss you but being hit with an amazing feeling as you clenched around him. “O-Ohh…” he said, his hands on your waist tightening as his cock twitched.

“Can- c-can I do more?” You asked and he nodded. You took a deep breath and sunk down more, a moan escaping your lips. He groaned and said “shit…” “Eywa, you’re huge” you said, almost all the way but it was getting to be too much so you stopped again.

He smirked and you rolled your eyes, clenching around him. His eyes widened and he let out a loud moan, squeezing your waist hard. You lifted yourself up and sunk all the way down, his balls pressing up against your ass.

He grunted and you breathed shakily, you were overwhelmed by how full you were, and feeling Lo’ak’s pleasure too just heightened it even more. “You’re…you’re incredible” he said, chuckling.

You kissed him softly, slowly beginning to make out. You lifted yourself up and sunk back down, making him break the kiss. He pressed his forehead to yours, grunting softly. “Feel so full…full of you” you whimpered, placing a hand on his upper chest.

He kissed you quickly, you then started to go faster and none of you could hold back your moans. He cupped your cheek and caressed it softly, trailing his hand down to your clit and rubbing it softly. You gasped, a shaky moan coming out.

You didn’t think he’d know where it was, you’d heard other women in the clan talk about their mating stories and assumed you’d have to teach him basically everything. “Ahh! Lo’ak, oh god!” You moaned and he chuckled.

“How’s that feel?” He asked just to hear you say he was making you feel good and you moaned his name again. He grabbed your ass with his other hand, squeezing it softly. You couldn’t help your moans and groans of pleasure, bouncing feverishly on his cock. He grunted out your name, his cock throbbing as your tight pussy squeezed his dick perfectly.

He wrapped his arms around you, thrusting up into you and making you practically scream out of pleasure, the knot in your lower stomach getting tighter and tighter. You pussy was clenching hard as you tried to hold back, not wanting this to end.

“Fuck…” Lo’ak whispered, grunting as his balls begin to tighten up and his dick twitched. He moaned softly and said “shit- you feel so fucking good!” You smiled and went as fast as you could, tits bouncing in his face like crazy and pussy squeezing his dick so perfectly he could cum right then and there.

You groaned softly and said “uhh! Lo, I’m so close!” “Me too baby…just keep riding me j- uhh- fuck! just like that!” He said and you whimpered. He slapped your ass softly and it only made you closer to cumming.

Your breathing started to pick up and you squeezed around his dick hard as you moaned loud with not a care in the world. “Lo’ak! Oh my- ahh! Ahhh!” You moaned, your nails digging into his skin. He moaned at the pain, squeezing your ass as he felt his cock throb with the need to cum.

He grunted and said “I feel you baby! Come on, cum for me babygirl!” “Mmm! Uhhh! Lo’ak- I’m gonna cum- oh fuck! Ahh!” You moaned and finally released, squirting again and clenching so hard Lo’ak was struggling to hold back.

“Babe! Babe I’m cumming- no- no fuckfuckfuck- ughh!” He groaned, grabbing your hips hard enough to leave bruises as he came hard inside of you. He grunted as his cock throbbed and twitched like crazy, pumping cum endlessly into your tight little pussy.

“Shit!” He said and whined, it was borderline painful as both of your orgasms had yet to die down. When you were finally done, both of you were light headed and you were practically passed out, laying on his chest limply with him still inside you.

“I’m sorry…” he said softly, trying to catch his breath. You whimpered, pussy still twitching slightly as you said “for what?” “F- For finishing inside. I-I tried so hard not to I kept meaning to ask but I…well I kinda forgot” he said and you chuckled. He caressed his ribs as you said “it is okay, Lo’ak. I am not upset. You are my mate for life now, and if Eywa blesses us with a child now it is because it is right for us to start our family now. If not, that is also okay as well”

“You want kids already?” He asked, eyes widening. You chuckled, hearing his mind race and feeling his heartbeat quicken through tsaheylu as you said “I didn’t say that. I do not want to specifically start trying to have children just yet but if I happen to become with child I would trust that Eywa knows what’s good for us. I trust you, Lo’ak. I trust that everything will always be okay with you and that we will always figure it out…together”

“You’re so perfect” he said, looking at your lips. You smiled and cupped his cheek, kissing him passionately. He moaned a little at the unexpected surprise of being kissed so fast and so hard.

He quickly reacted though, kissing you back feverishly. You ran your hands over his chest, feeling the hard muscle that only strengthened day by day. He kept kissing you until eventually you started grinding against him, making him wince from overstimulation and sensitivity from the orgasm.

“Ah- babe I’m gonna need a minute” he said and you sighed. You lifted up off him slowly and laid on the soft moss next to him. He noticed you squeezing your thighs together and smirked. He bit his lip and said “just can’t get enough, can you?”

He made sweet love to you a few more times, his only goal to make you feel good. You fell asleep in his arms, watching the stars as he rubbed your back and played with the clothing pieces he put back on you. He felt so grateful that night, grateful for you.

The next morning, you two disconnected regretfully and you felt empty. You liked how you felt when you were connected to Lo’ak, it made your love for him grow even more. He brought you to a nearby river to rinse off, massaging your sore thighs and back.

Of course he smirked to himself when you were slightly shaky while walking, making you roll your eyes and shove him playfully. He found some berries and you both walked the long way back to the forest and ate some berries before the big breakfast with the clan.

When you got to the tents, everyone looked sorry and upset. You were confused until Kiri came running to you. “Y/n! Where have you been?!” Kiri said and your eyes widened, she looked like she’d been crying.

“I- I was at-” you started to say and she rolled her eyes. She grabbed your hand and said “it- i-it doesn’t matter you have to come with me” You could immediately tell by the way she was talking and how sad everyone was what was happening, or had already happened.

“No…no Kiri, don’t…she- she was- she was fine last night- I-I don’t understand” you said and she whimpered. Lo’ak felt his heart drop, this could not be. Kiri’s lip trembled as she said “I-I know…I know, b-but she doesn’t have much time”

You’d never ran so fast in your life, still holding Lo’ak’s hand because you didn’t want to be alone. You let go as you got closer to the tent and Lo’ak stopped following you. Kiri caught up and Lo’ak looked at with tears in his eyes.

“What’s wrong brother? Is she…” Kiri asked and Lo’ak shook his head. He sniffled and said “I- I-I don’t know I…Eywa, I can’t go in there” “what are you talking about? She needs you right now” Kiri said and Lo’ak let out a sob.

He groaned and said “it’s my fault. She should’ve been here, with her sick mother but instead we…” “no…ugh, you skxawng! Seriously?!” She said and smacked him lightly on the back of his head. He shook his head and said “do you think if I knew this was gonna happen now I would’ve still done the same things? She wanted to go to Utral Aymokriyä to listen to her dads and her grandparents' voices and then it just…happened. We are mated before Eywa now, it is done”

Kiri scoffed and said “that is why she wasn’t with her mom on her last night? Because you needed somewhere you put your stupid dick” “no! Fuck, Kiri it wasn’t like that. I love her! I love her, Kiri. I wasn’t planning to mate with her it just happened, okay? And I feel like the worst mate ever now because of it” he said and took a shaky breath.

Mo’at came out of the tent and said “Lo’ak! Get in here, now!” He wiped his tears away and Kiri shoved him closer making him groan. He slowly entered the tent and his heart broke as he watched you sob, holding your mothers hand as she struggled to keep her eyes open.

You were mumbling prayers through your sobs, not ready to let her go yet. He instantly began to cry harder, bending down to your level. “Oel ngati kameie” he said softly as he pulled up the thin blanket covering your mother’s body.

“Oel ngati kameie” she whispered, reaching for him. He quickly reached and grabbed her hand, caressing it softly and kissing it. “I want you to take care of her, okay? And I want you to be her mate. Please? I only trust you to take care of my daughter” she said and he nodded.

“H-He is, sa’nok. We ar- a-are mated before E-Eywa” you said, sniffling. Her eyes widened slightly as she smiled. She looked between you two and said “What? When?”

“Last night,” you said bashfully, taking a deep breath. She squeezed your hands slightly and said “oh, you have no idea h-how happy that makes me” Lo’ak smiled a little, brushing her braids out of her face.

Mäti groaned, pain surging through her body. She closed her eyes for a moment, making you scream as you feared you just lost her for good. She whimpered and said “I’m still here, maite. I will always be with you, you know that”

Her voice was weak and hoarse now and she was struggling more to talk. You shook your head and said “no, no I- I can’t live without you” “it is okay…i-it is okay, syulang” Mäti said, trying to calm you down.

She grunted, struggling to breathe. “I see you, sweet child” she whispered, wheezing slightly. Her breaths became shorter and faster, trying her hardest to stay alive. You whined as you said “no! Ma sa’nok!”

You were so scared, you didn’t know how to live without her. Her eyes began to flutter, you all knew this was it. “Mommy…” you whimpered, shaking your head as you begged the Great Mother to bless her with health and life again.

“Y/n…nga yawne lu oer” she said before she stopped breathing, her eyes dilating and her hands falling limply as her head lolled to the side. You gasped, your whole body shaking as you realized what just happened.

You shook your head, more sobs racking your body. “Ma sa’nok! No! No Great Mother- No! Wake up, please!” You screamed, shaking her body trying to get her to wake up.

“Y/n….” Lo’ak said and placed a hand on your back. You shoved him off and cupped your mothers face in your hands, trying to find life in her eyes again. You shook your head and screamed in agony, wailing as you felt the pain of the loss of your mother in your chest.

Lo’ak began to sob as well, he was so angry at himself, and heartbroken at the loss of what felt like a second mom. You pressed your forehead to hers, whimpering and crying harder than you ever have before.

“I’m so sorry, y/n” he said and you ignored him. You grabbed your mothers hand and said “wake up, mom. Mom…mom please! Mommy, wake up!” You cried and cried, unable to even think about calming down. Losing your dad and barely having any memories of him is hard on you, but now having had your mother take care of you, love you your entire life and for her to just suddenly no longer be here for the rest of your life is even harder.

He tried to touch you again and you shoved him, standing up. You shook your head and said “go away!” “W-What…” he said and you groaned. He stood up as well as you said “get away from me!”

He tried to touch again and you yelled out at him, shoving him so hard he nearly fell back. He shook his head and said “y/n-” “no, this is your fault! Your fault! I should’ve been here. M-My mother…oh Eywa, my mother i-is gone and I wasn’t with her on her last night alive. Ever since you came into the picture I’ve spent too much time with you. She needed me!” You said and scoffed.

His chin trembled as you bent down to your mothers lifeless body, sobbing as you pushed her eyelids down. He whimpered as he left the tent, punching the shit out of the nearest tree. Mo’at went in and tried to comfort you but it didn’t work for her either.

Kiri ran to Lo’ak and said “hey! What happened?” “Sh- fuck- s-she’s gone. M-Mäti is gone. A-And y/n is mad at me. Sh- S-She probably regrets what we did last night and I-I don’t blame her. She told me to go away b-because she’s upset that she was w-with me instead of being with Mäti on her final night a-and that because of me she’s been spending less time w- with her and too much with me. The worst part is, she’s f-fucking right!” Lo’ak yelled and sobbed, wiping his tears away.

Kiri shook her head and said “no sh- she didn’t…she’s just upset Lo’ak” Kiri was crying as well, Mäti also took care of her a lot when she was younger, you and her even considered yourself sisters because of how big of an impact you had on each others lives.

“No…no I’m the reason she wasn’t there. She will never get that time back. B-Because of me! And now she’s stuck with me forever!” He said and groaned, punching the tree again. Kiri stopped him, he already had some splinters so instead of letting him get an infection like Mäti that would kill him she brought him to her tent and began to take care of him.

Mo’at came in and didn’t even have the mental energy to scold him for hurting himself. She couldn’t help but think about her mother, she died similarly and it brought up a lot of old feelings. Not to mention, Mäti literally delivered Neytiri when Eytukan was rushing back from a hunting trip far away. They were great friends. She knew what you were going through better than she would’ve liked to.

“Y/n is experiencing the worst thing she’s ever gone through in her entire life. She’s upset and her mind is so messed up she doesn’t know left from right. She’s angry and she’s heartbroken and she wants to be comforted but she does not want to let anyone in either. You are her mate, Lo’ak. You’re going to have to learn these things about her and you’re going to have to learn how to take care of her when she’s in this state. She still loves you very much, I’m sure of it” Mo’at said to him and finished wrapping his hand in a leaf that’s healing properties would heal his hand in about 3-4 eclipses.

He nodded, tears still rolling down his face. “Now, go. She was asking for you” Mo’at said and practically pushed him all the way out. He slowly made his way back to the healing tent your mother had been living in for months.

You were still crying, not sobbing as much but you were still whimpering and hiccuping every now then. You looked over at him and stood up, gently putting your moms hand down on the mat. You walked over to him and your chin trembled as you looked up at him.

“I see you” he whispered, even if you were still mad at him he didn’t care. He saw you, he saw your pain, he saw how weak and vulnerable you were right now and he was ready to heal your emotional wounds no matter how hard it would be.

You sniffled and said “I see you, Lo’ak. I’m s-sorry about what I said earlier. It isn’t your fault. N-Not at all, you were…I actually liked having you there. I trusted you, and you showed me love and support and care when I really needed it. I could never regret the time we’ve spent together, and I surely can’t regret last night. Even if this is the worst day of my life, last night was the best. Because of you”

“You don’t have to apologize. I’ll always love you. And I’ll never be mad at you, I couldn’t possibly. You’re grieving, and you’re going through something unimaginably painful. Of course you're gonna have reactions you don’t mean to have. I'm here to take every harsh word, every shove, every cry, and also every smile, every laugh, and every hug with nothing but love and a smile. I only want to make you happy again” Lo’ak said, caressing your cheeks.

You nodded and whispered a shaky “thank you” He kissed your head and wiped your tears from under your puffy eyes, wrapping his arms tight around you. You cried softly into his chest, holding him tight. “Hey, hey it’s okay. I’m here, I’m here my love” he said, noticing how you seemed to be desperately holding onto him like he was going to leave or something.

You whimpered and said “I just…oh Eywa I’m scared somethings gonna h-happen to you” “I’m not going anywhere. I promise. I’m here with you, forever” he said and kissed your head a few times, rubbing your back.

Kiri came in and her heart broke as she saw Mäti lay there lifeless, not receiving the usual smile and seeing her lift her arms weakly to hug her. You looked up and Kiri sniffled, looking over at you. “I’m so sorry, y/n” she said and you bit your lip.

You hugged her and said “she really loved you, tsumke” “she loved you even more. Talked about you like you hung the moon and stars yourself” Kiri said and you both giggled. Lo’ak walked over and gently grabbed Mäti’s hand.

“I’m gonna take care of her. I promise. I’m gonna make her the happiest girl in the clan. Thank you for creating such a wonderful young woman that I now get to cherish for the rest of my life. I don’t deserve it, really. Rest in peace, Mäti” he said and caressed her hand, wiping away his tears.

1 year later

“Good morning, honey” he said softly, brushing your braids out of your face. You took a deep breath and mumbled “hi, baby” and stretched adorably, clinging to him after. He chuckled and kissed your head.

“I brought breakfast,” he said. It was some fish and some berries and a juiced fruit in a bowl. You smiled and kissed his cheeks, making him laugh. You heard Lawnol fussing a little and sighed, sitting up.

Lawnoltsim, or Lawnol as you called her, was your 3 month old baby girl. It’s not uncommon for a female to become pregnant the night she mates, and that is what happened to you. You realized your symptoms a few weeks after the loss of your mother and when Mo’at confirmed it felt like a weight had been lifted off your shoulders.

You were excited to be a mother, and when Mo’at suspected it was a girl it only excited you more. Lo’ak was worried initially, he felt terrible for getting you pregnant and for putting through this at such a stressful time in your life. He was surprised to see how happy the pregnancy made you, even with all the pain you couldn’t help the joy you felt when you thought about your daughter or felt her kick.

He wanted to name her Lawnoltsim because it meant “a great source of joy”, and that’s what she was. She brought so much happiness during the hardest time of your life. She was nothing short of perfection to you.

You scooped her up out of the sleeping basket Neytiri weaved together for you a few weeks before your daughter was born and held her to your chest, kissing her head and caressing her little back. She cooed and Lo’ak smiled, he always fell in love with you more and more watching you be a mother to the daughter you made together.

“Hi, baby…oh you’re so beautiful,” you said and kissed her nose. She smiled up at you and played with your braids, babbling something. He wrapped his arms around your waist and said “my princesses. So gorgeous”

You giggled and kissed her cheek a few times, fixing her hair so it wasn’t so messy. You spent the morning with the two of them like you have every day since Lawnol was born, playing with her and singing to her and then breastfeeding her for a bit before having your breakfast.

He was worried about today, it was the 1 year anniversary of your mothers death.

Neytiri asked to spend the day with her grandbaby which you gladly agreed to, her and Jake had been really good about watching her when you and Lo’ak needed and never passed up an opportunity to spend time with their first granddaughter.

You went off to go hunting for a bit with some other warriors and Lo’ak began to worry more. You hadn’t acknowledged it all. He couldn’t help but think about how heartbroken you were that morning, how hard it was for you to leave the tent and bury her.

When you got back, you checked on Lawnol and then helped Mo’at make lunch. Lo’ak kept an eye on you, always lingering around. Of course he spent time with you throughout the day regularly as he was your mate and he was literally obsessed with you. But you knew why he was especially lingering today.

You knew well what day it was. You did take some time already to yourself to walk through the forest and process your thoughts, cried a little bit just thinking about everything. You didn’t want to turn today into a day of sadness. You just wanted to think about all the happy memories with your mother. All the good times, how happy she made you, what an amazing mother she was. You hoped to be that for Lawnol.

“Hey, honey” you said as you came into the tent, it was nearing eclipse. He was re-stringing his bow but had just finished when you came in. He smiled at you and said “hi…how are you?” You kissed him softly and said “I’m good”

He took a deep breath, you knew he didn’t believe you. You sat down in front of him and said “I know you don’t believe me. But I promise I am. I know today is one year since I lost my mother and I should be really sad about that but I am not. I…I do not want to be sad. I just simply want to celebrate the happy times I had with her, and what an amazing mother she was and how she impacted the clan and everyone else’s lives. I miss her greatly, but moping around and crying about it isn’t going to bring her back”

“I’m just worried for you. It was hard watching you go through that” he said, caressing your cheek. You smiled and he sighed softly, admiring your features. He couldn’t help himself sometimes. You grabbed his hand and said “I do appreciate it, you know. I was just about to go to the tree of voices to hear her voice. Do you want to come with me?”

You hadn’t gone yesterday because it was your birthday and you didn’t want to be sad. You wanted to wait until today instead. He nodded and stood up, following you. You walked quietly, tail swishing gently as you held Lo’ak’s hand.

You walked up to the tree, closing your eyes and taking a deep breath. You took a deep breath and connected your kuru to the tree, gasping slightly as you heard your mothers voice. Lo’ak hugged you from behind gently, bring his own kuru to the tree and listening to his ancestors voices.

You felt a tear slip down your face and you sighed. You whimpered slightly and Lo’ak disconnected from the tree, kissing your head and moving his arm up to sip the tears away. He caressed your waist as he said “it’s okay, baby. Just cry it out if you need to”

“I miss her, Lo…” you whispered. He rested his chin ontop of your head and said “I know, syulang. I miss her too” “she loved you so much. You have no idea, Lo’ak. She was so obsessed, she was always asking about you. She knew you were it for me. My mate” you said and smiled.

He chuckled and said “I know. Everytime she could get me alone she swore that it was the perfect time to mate before Eywa forever. And she…” He stopped because he began to tear up and his throat felt tight.

“What?” You asked, disconnecting from the tree and turning around to look at him. He cleared his throat and said “s-she trusted me to- t-to take care of you. Do you remember? W-When I came to the tent s-she made me promise…p-promise that I would take care of you, a-and she said she only trusted me to be y-your mate”

“Oh, Lo’ak,” you said and cupped his cheeks. He cried softly as he looked at you, wondering if he really had been fulfilling Mäti’s final wishes like he tried to. As if you could hear his thoughts, you said “you have. You have done an amazing job at protecting me, loving me, caring for me, and you’ve done the same for our daughter”

“I try…” he joked, sighing softly. You smiled and said “I see you, my mate” “I see you” he whispered back, pressing his forehead to yours. You both took a deep breath, embracing each other and falling even more in love with each other with every second that passes.

Taglist: @laylasbunbunny @goddesslilithmoriarty

As of now l'm writing for

Eddie Munson

Joseph Quinn

Jamie Bower

Steve Harrington

Robin Buckley

Lo’ak

Neteyam

So just comment the taglist you want to be added to and l'll add you :)

[ashes-writing]

could you possibly do a dating lip gallagher headcanons or just more lip stuff in general? absolutely love your work!!

Thank you so so so so so so much nonnnie mouse! This made my afternoon. I plan to do more stuff for Lip Gallagher, but yes, yes of course. I will happily answer this too!

Also, sorry it took me a bit. Had a lot of stuff going on over the weekend. A lot.

Warnings ; mentions of the devils lettuce, mentions of fighting, the rest is tooth rotting fluffy.

Tag List ; There's nobody on my shameless taglist. However, if you'd like to be on my taglist for Shameless - or any of the other bajjillion fandoms I write for all you have to do is tell me to add you or go -> here and add yourself.

Other Stuff ; pinned - rules/fandoms + some of the characters I write for | requests ; open - headcanon asks, filth or fluff alphabet (one character + up to 3 letters, specify whether fluff or filth) and absolutely no wrestlers in my ask bc I am not writing wrestling rn. | send me things pls and thanks

✯ L-O-Y-A-L… With a capital L. I mean… we all saw the hell he let Karen drag him through, right? But he stuck around until he just couldn’t anymore. Basically, what I’m trying to point out is that Lip Gallagher is fiercely loyal to the ones he cares about / loves the most.

✯ Territorial af. You don’t have to worry at all about some weirdo at a bar trying to chat you up or buying you drinks when you didn’t ask or catcalling or lurking, any of that. It’s almost eerie how Lip always somehow senses when you’re feeling uncomfortable ™ in a situation involving another person because he’ll materialize outta fucking nowhere with that lazy smirk and a cigarette dangling between his lips. He’ll pull you closer and kind of scoff at the other guy like “Seriously, bro? You really tried, poor idiot.” or… If he catches the guy trying to invade your space or slip something into your drink, he’s not a stranger to starting an all out brawl.

✯ Okay, listen… Lip seems cocky and all that jazz but the boy is astoundingly lacking in the confidence department. So sometimes he just needs to be reminded that he’s the only guy you want. AKA, this boy will sometimes get jealous outta nowhere, for no real reason. 

✯ Here’s the other side of the coin to the above… That’s only if you really matter to him. If you’re just a fling and he’s already got one out the door, he will not be bothered at all so trying to make him jealous just to make him want you more will most likely blow right up in your face. If he’s not attached, he’s not going to magically catch feelings. And what you’ve done is only going to make him put distance between you guys so much quicker.

✯ Taking care of you is his love language. Like… it’s harder for him to really say the words, but his actions -or lack thereof if you’re involved in a fwb thing or you’re a fling who caught feelings, those will prove just how much he really does love you. And he shouldn’t have to say it constantly, amirite? The poor guy just doesn’t do well saying the words because the words themselves are empty in his eyes, it’s the meaning and the actions, the intent behind the words.

✯ So, so so so supportive. And if you’re struggling with something -like say schoolwise, he’ll do literally anything he can to help you get what you want, but… He’s not gonna sit back and do it for you. He’ll help you as much as possible though.

✯ He’s not loaded with money BUT… he can come up with some of the most creative date nights.

✯ Lip + kids… Ugh fuck me uppppp. It’s so fucking sweet, watching him with kids.

✯ Very blunt. So if you really don’t want to know something, it’s better not to ask him. He’ll be gentle but he’s just… Really candid and honest. Speaks his mind a lot and has no trouble doing it, either. If you’re being stupid or a brat, he will tell you. If something doesn’t look that great on you, he will gently tell you that maybe it’s not a good idea to wear it.

✯ Sitting in his lap and shotgunning the smoke from a joint. Ahhhhh. When you’re both giggly and touchy feely.

✯ Always has to be touching you. Very huge into snuggling when you’re sharing a bed or couch or whatever and asleep.

[seoafin]

please free to ignore this if you’re not comfortable talking about it but i saw in a previous post you mentioned in the tags that you got into a huge fight with your best friend last year because you felt she didn’t put in enough effort on her end and i feel like i’m on the brink of going through this right now 😭

i’ve been friends with this girl for over 13 years now and love her to death but sometimes i feel as if my presence gets taken for granted. i feel like she believes she doesn’t have to put in much effort into our friendship anymore because i’ve been around for so long so there’s no way i’m gonna leave…and i HATE it!! there’s so much i have to say but i don’t even know where to start.

this is also semi related to my feelings on this but we have a third friend as well who we consider our best friend (corny to say but we’re a trio) but i feel this way towards her too sometimes. these past few months she got in a relationship and she while she definitely talked to us, she talked to us less and less in favour of her boyfriend (uni def played a part in this but she talked to him daily while we were lucky if we heard from her) but this past week lots happened and they ended up breaking up. this is genuinely the most i’ve heard her talk about her life with us in MONTHS and while i’m glad she did i’m a little bitter that she realized she should break up with him after some guy she befriended told her how trashy he is while i’ve been telling her that for MONTHS for it to fall on deaf ears.

it’s so annoying and i feel so stupid constantly putting in all this effort into these friendships giving all this advice for it to be ignored and be reciprocated back in lazy ways (they both give horrible lazy advice to me the rare times i have asked for it and it ends up just making me feel stupid).

i actually don’t know what i wanted out of dumping this in your asks but i just feel a little insane currently and think i’m crazy and care too much about little things. i feel so obsessive over these friendships and every little thing that happens while i know those two don’t think twice about it 😭 i guess i’m asking for advice on how to be less co-dependent? idk but you definitely don’t need to answer this if you don’t want, i know it’s A LOT to unpack and ur not a therapist…it’s very weird i’m dumping this here i sincerely apologize…

i do hope you’re having a fantastic day!!

i think what helped me the most was the realization that (cue that tumblr post) you can't force reciprocation. sometimes relationships and friendships will fizzle out. in the end all you can do is look back on and appreciate the time you did spend with them. there's no such thing as a wasted relationship. the only thing i can say is talk to them! i know how exhausting it can be to continuously be the one reaching out and how sad it is thinking you're the only one with any stake in the relationship

if you decide that this is a relationship worth preserving then you need to sit them down and talk to them. if they still don't understand then it's not worth it. let them go! i will say upon talking to my friend she did promise to try more and do better. and while she hasn't completely done that 100% i think i was at a point in my life where i recognized that our friendship wasn't going to be the same as it was when we were constantly seeing each other almost every day in hs. i can't keep on holding on to the past when we're completely different people! i'd say we're in a good place now. not as close as we once were but close enough that i don't need to rely on her when i go through life crises. i also don't harbor any resentment towards her anymore. as for being less co-dependent i think it's important to still be able to talk about your problems to a friend but i wouldn't look for emotional fulfillment in them if that makes sense? either find another friend or acknowledge that the advice they offer you comes from a place that doesn't necessarily have your best interests. rant to them but don't hinge your hopes on emotional reciprocation or a resolution. sometimes, just talking helps! you don't need to seek out an answer. also taking up a hobby doesn't hurt.

[danysaurbutnot]

Uhh I got lazy I’m not gonna put every damn variation of a certain tag anymore

Ex: deimos madness combat, madness combat deimos, deimos mc, mc deimos, etc etc

[finntheehumaneater]

writing patterns (tag game)

tagged by my lovely friend @carolperkinsexgirlfriend, hallo 🩵

rules: list the first line of your last 10 posted fics and see if there’s a pattern

I don’t know if I have that many posted, but…I’ll do all the ones I have :)

Steve knew this was a bad idea. (I owe you a black eye and two kisses)

The first time that Eddie had cut his hair short, he had been eight and messing around with his mom's fancy brass scissors—the ones where the blades were a beak. (One day I’m gonna cut it clear)

3. Steve knew that Nancy wasn’t going to work out. He knew, but he was holding onto what little hope he had left that mayb,  just maybe, he was wrong. (These dirt roads are empty, the ones we paved ourselves)

4. “I just don’t understand why I’m so nervous!” Robin was rambling, one of her hands flitting around her space in the passenger seat, the other gripping onto Steve’s arm as he tried to focus on driving through the swimming colors and shapes. (Radio Star)

5. Steve told himself he wouldn’t get into fights anymore. (I’d hold the gun if you asked me to)

6. Ozzy only liked to eat if someone was watching him. (Ask prompt)

7. Sometimes relationships weren’t meant to last—“we’re family” lost its meaning to him over time—and that made Eddie want to claw out his bones, hands shaking and blood everywhere so that he could die in peace and not have to worry about pushing anyone away again. (Ask prompt)

8. Robin was practically bouncing on her feet as she waited for Chrissy to get out of the car. (Ask prompt)

9. Steve's thigh was pressed against Eddie's, a lazy hand running through his long curls. (Ask prompt)

10. Honestly, Eddie wasn’t sure where he went wrong. (An ego thing)

….wow some of this sentences are long…I don’t really see a pattern, but their either super fucking long or super fucking short, so. Ja. too tired to add links, but all the fics are in my pinned post 🩵

Tagging!! @estrellami-1 @a-little-unsteddie @flowercrowngods @cuips-not-cute :)

[seokolat]

Sims get to know me🫶

Thank you @oasivy for the tag!

What’s your favorite sims death ?

Alpha CC or MaxisMatch ? More of a MaxisMatch simmer but I can use Alpha CC sometimes :)

Do you cheat when your sims get weight ? Nope we’re not body shaming anyone out there ! My sims are perfect no matter their weight<3

Do you use move objects ? Who doesn’t?

Favorite mod ? I’d die without UI cheats and MC command center, but gameplay wise I would say pregnancy and family overhaul!

First expansion/ game/ stuff pack ? City living, Vampires and I never bought a stuff pack bcs they’re way too expensive for what they are ☠️

Do you prononce « live mod » like aLIVE or LIVing ? Like alive

Who’s your favorite sim that you’ve made ? It’s obviously Shian my little NSB founder

Have you made a sim self? I did back then, I used to have red hair, so it doesn’t really match me anymore 😭

What sim traits do you give yourself ? Art lover, animals enthusiast, and lazy

Which is your favorite EA hair color ? It’s the light brownish color, close to blonde but not blonde

Favorite EA hair ? I like the hair they’ve made for children they really became better. But I don’t use any for adult sims

Favorite life stage ? Always going to be young adult, it’s so fun to play you can do anything, I find it the most practical

Are you a builder or are you in it for the gameplay ? I’ve become better at building but I’m still very much a gameplay simmer !

Are you a CC creator ? Unfortunately not

Do you have any simblr friends/ a sim squad ? This community is wholesome so I like to think that yes :)

What’s your favorite game ? Seeing how much time I’ve spent on the sims 4 it has to be this one 😭

Do you have any sims merch ? No I already wasted too much money on the sims honestly 🫠

Do you have a YouTube for sims ? I don’t but at some point I’ve really wanted to start a YouTube channel !

How has your « sims style » changed throughout your years of playing ? They used to be kind of blank, and now that I’m using different presets, clothing style, and features, they all seem so special to me :)

What’s your origin ID ? Mymmozaa

Who’s your favorite CC creator ? I’d say Clumsyalien :)

How long have you had simblr ? Hmm something like more than a year I think?

How do you edit your pictures ? Actually I don’t really touch them🤡

What expansion/ game/ stuff pack is your favorite so far ? Will always be a city living & cottage living girlie, and game pack wise I really like Magic realm

Im gonna tag ;

@d4isy-nukes @moonfromearth @natiesims @damseljamsel @faerytrait @bloomingkyras @aurorangen @glowbloom

[generalcucumbercheeseburger]

A Frosted New World

Summary: Francine can't decide what to have for dinner, so she resorts to the last option.

A/N- I'm very sorry this took me over a month. I was distracted by other things and busy. I will be having surgery this Thursday, and it will take me at least a week to recover from it. Thank you!

Ch. 1 Chp. 2

Chapter 3 - Mall Date

Video games, beer, and fast food. What more did a woman need? Especially one with a hectic life. Francine was playing a first-person shooter while sitting in the living room recliner. The clicking of the controller and the TV sound drowned out the shouting in her headset.

“Counter-Terrorist Win!”

Francine and her teammates lost more points, costing her the top server rank.

“The fuck! Marcus, what the hell kind of playing was that man? You camp more than your dying grandmother!” Francine said.

“What, says the one that couldn’t snipe the squeaker right before her! That hockey puck fucked up with your brain, monkey!” Marcus shouted.

“Says the black dude, you’re gonna get us banned again!”

As Francine and Marcus continued their shouting, another player joined in.

“Man, will you all shut the fuck up? You both cost our team a win,” the player said.

“What you’ve got to do with this? Stay the fuck out of this shield-fag!” Francine said.

And there it goes. The whole lobby goes off. Shouting and screeching erupted from all corners of the game, and players tossed insults and slurs around like a game of catch. Francine couldn’t take it anymore, unplugging her headset and gently placing the controller on the coffee table. She grabs her phone and opens it.

“Hey, sweetie pie! Now, how was that game you fumbled!?” Francine rubbed the back of her neck.

“Did you throw your controller again? I can’t keep buying you them..” Marcus said.

“Nope! I gently placed it on the coffee table. I’m bein’ a bitch too ’cause I’m hungry.”

“Do you have food at your house? We could go to a restaurant, or do you still have things to do?”

“Things,” as if Francine wanted to catch up on all her missed work. Captain kept harassing her to finish signing all those photos and attend fan meet-ups. Maybe she should stop being lazy.

“Hold on, I got an idea.” Francine walked to the coat rack and fumbled around the jacket pockets. “Here, you know why I got hit on the ice?”

“No, why?”

“You won’t believe this. I got distracted by this dude in the crowd, and I shit you not. Somehow, this guy was there when I got out of the hospital. He gave me his number.” Francine stared at the paper.

“Really? I thought that was our thing,” Marcus said.

“Not anymore, my chocolate. I got someone new… an Asian dude.”

“Now you’re really out of left field. What does he look like?”

“Asian, kinda has hair like mine, these nice, green as fuck eyes.” Francine would rub the paper, thinking of what to do with it.

“So.. you gonna do something with him?”

“He said he’ll repay me since he messed up my game. Let’s see if I can get some dinner from Jackie Chan!”

“Can I tag along? I need a sugar daddy too~,” Marcus said.

“No, I need an actual date, not a fuck buddy. If I get kidnapped, will you save me?”

“Always, I might trip carrying you tho’, 600-pound life.”

“Alright, I’ll call if I need you.”

Francine hung up the phone and dialed the number on the paper. It started to ring.

“Hello?”

Shit, what do I say? Oh, I know!

“Is this Jackie Chan? I need someone to star in a movie I’m making.” Francine tried to hold in her laughter.

“Jackie Chan..? Who is this?”

“The hockey player, the girl you gave his number to.”

All Francine heard on the other line was laughing. It went on for a full minute.

“Oh–it’s you, Francine. Yes, this is Jackie Chan! I’m surprised that you’re calling me. Do you need something?” Zhang said.

“Uh ya, I need some food. All I have is beer and ramen,” Francine said, looking in her fridge.

“I thought you were a ‘famous hockey player.’ Do you have a butler who makes you food?”

“No, I don’t look. I just need food, that’s all, nothing else.”

“Sure, I can get you something to eat. What were you thinking?” Zhang said.

“Do you know where the mall is? They have a nice restaurant that I like. Bring me there,” Francine said.

“Ok, what’s your address?”

“10 Greenhill Ave, but you need to talk to the security at the gate when you get here. Just tell them you are here for me, alright?” Francine said.

“Ok, I’ll see you,” Zhang said.

Francine would then hang up the phone and sigh, closing the fridge and heading to her room. She sprayed perfume on herself and combed her hair. She returned downstairs and sat on the couch, messing around with her phone.

“Mraoww!”

“Oh, Mimi, I didn’t see you there! Lemme smoosh your fat face!” Francine said.

She heard a knock on the door before Francine could play with her cat. She got up from the couch and opened the door. Zhang held a chocolate bar before her and handed it to Francine.

“Almonds? Ok, now you’re stalking me.” Francine said.

“Well, I heard it’s your favorite kind of chocolate, plus you sounded hungry over the phone. Come on, I made a reservation for the restaurant.” Zhang said.

Francine and Zhang walked down the stairs and headed towards Zhang’s car. A sleek, black Mustang stood before Francine. Zhang would open the door for her. She quickly glanced in the backseat of the car before getting in.

“Do you work in a car shop by chance?” Francine asked.

“Yes, I do; why?”

“I’m just asking… My dad worked in one and was talking about a new employee…” Francine scrunched her face up while looking at Zhang.

“It looks like you found out my secret. Your dad was talking about you to me the other day, saying you were in the hospital and all. And look where it got us—me and you going to dinner!” Zhang said.

“Uh huh,” Francine looked down at her phone playing Snake.

I’m going to kick dad’s ass when I revisit him; this better not be his way of saying to give him grandkids.

“So, have you ever gone on a date before?” Zhang said.

“This isn’t a date; it’s just us getting food, but otherwise, no,” Francine said.

“Right.” Zhang rubbed his hand on Francine’s lap, massaging and squeezing it. “Do you know what you’re going to eat?”

Francine looked down to see what was happening. She was going to slap Zhang’s hand but decided not to, and she didn’t want to lose your meal ticket.

“I’m in the mood for fish and chips, you?” Francine said.

“Most likely just a salad. I’m not that hungry.” Zhang said.

Francine nodded her head, looking in the backseat of the car again. There, she saw a work shirt and toolbox covered with oil.

“Ah, dude, you got oil all over your shit! Gross!” Francine said.

“I came straight to your house after I left work. What do you expect? For me to be wearing a nice suit and bringing you flowers?” Zhang laughed as he switched to the radio station.

That would be nice. I bet you would look fabulous in a black tuxedo, Zhang.

They would pull into the mall parking garage at the top of the garage. Zhang would leave the car, walk to the passenger side, and open the door. He would hold his hand to Francine, smiling at her.

“Now I feel like a princess, but I got myself..” Francine said. “Fuck it’s cold!”

“I should’ve worn a jacket. Take mine.” Zhang wrapped his jacket around Francine’s shoulders, patting down any creases.

“Ha! What’s next? You’re going to get me a pretty dress and shoes. I can be a cute princess for you,” Francine said.

Zhang grabbed Francine’s hand and dragged her towards the restaurant, trying to hide a smile from her. They waited to talk to the hostess. Francine noticed a fish tank in the restaurant as the line moved forward.

“Hey, look, a fish tank. I thought only Asian places had those.” Francine looked back to see Zhang’s reaction, but he was talking to the hostess.

“Right this way!” the hostess motioned to the duo to follow her.

Francine and Zhang sat across from each other, holding up their menus. Francine scanned over the drinks menu first. Even though she couldn’t get any of them, she thought about what she could get. Maybe the coffee drinks would be excellent,  but Francine can’t have caffeine right now. She then looked through the actual menu and spotted a combo deal. Francine turned her menu to Zhang, overshadowing his menu.

“Check this out. If we get a meal from this part of the menu, it’ll be only 26 bucks. That’s not a bad deal, especially with all the shopping we’ll do after eating”, Francine said.

“Woah, shopping? I thought this was a dinner date. You never said anything about shopping.” Zhang said.

“Open your wallet to me, and maybe I’ll open my legs to you~,” Francine said, batting her eyelashes to Zhang.

Somebody kill me, please; why did I say that?

“Hm, alright, we can go shopping afterward,” Zhang said.

Before Francine could continue the conversation, a waiter approached their table. He had a massive grin and was standing a bit closer to Francine.

Ah crap, here it comes.

“Oh wow, I can’t believe it. I’m a big fan of yours! My kids and I love to watch your games,” the waiter bent down to Francine’s level, whispering in her ear. “Is it ok if I get an autograph afterward?”

“Oh, yeah! Is there a special message you’d like me to write or...” Francine said.

“No, just three of them, please, after you finish!” the waiter said.

“Alright…”

Once Francine and Zhang ordered their food, Francine looked at the salt shaker. She picked it up and started to grind the salt into her hand. Zhang leaned back, tilting his head to the side. Francine placed the salt shaker back in its place, looking back at Zhang.

“What… was that for?” Zhang said.

“Sometimes when I’m hungry, I eat salt,” Francine said.

“Uh-huh,” Zhang pushed silverware wrapped in a napkin to Francine. “That guy was a pain in the ass. Does that happen a lot?”

Francine leaned closer to Zhang, nodding, trying not to laugh. She unwrapped her straw and blew the wrapper to the other side of the table.

“Don’t make a mess for the people, Francine.” Zhang grabbed the wrapper, placing it at the edge of the table. “Our food is coming. Move your phone.”

Francine got fish and chips, and Zhang got steak and mashed potatoes. Francine picked up her fork to grab a steak before Zhang cut it open. He grabbed his knife, stabbing it between the prongs of the fork and pushing it away. Zhang cut open the steak, a perfectly rare steak.

“You have your food, y’know,” Zhang said, biting into a piece of steak.

“Well, other people’s food always tastes better to me. I always have fish and chips when I go out,” Francine said, trying again to steal Zhang’s food.

“Are the fish and chips even good? Quit trying to steal my food!” Zhang flicked Francine’s fork.

Francine rolled her eyes, bringing her fork to the fish and chips. It looked like a regular plate of fish and chips, so she bit into the fried fish.

“Not bad! Can I have more of your food if I give you some of my fish?”

Zhang cut a small piece of steak and proceeded to feed it to her; Francine did the same.

“Damn, that tastes good. Why didn’t I get that?” Francine said.

They continued to eat their meal. Francine repeatedly tried to steal Zhang’s food and drink, failing each time. She sighed, only finishing a small portion of her meal.

“So you got a huge meal just not to finish most of it…” Zhang sighed, finishing his steak and potatoes. He pushed his plate and glass to the edge of the table.

“I’ll just bring it home!” Francine said.

The waiter returned to their table, holding the book and three small pictures of Francine tucked into the book. She was posing provocatively, lifting her jersey to expose her bra.

“Um… excuse me, when I said I would give you my autograph, it didn’t mean whatever these are. Are you one of those people who sell my photos online?” Francine grabbed the book and opened it to Zhang.

“Hey, look, the virgin is gonna jerk off to me!”

“Can you just sign them? Please don’t report me to the boss..” the waiter looked away.

Zhang pulled out his card and placed it in the book. Francine signed the photos but kept one of them. She put them back in the book and handed them to the waiter. After the waiter processed the bill, he returned Zhang’s card with the receipt.

“Thank you so much for that!” the waiter said.

“Ya, you’re welcome..” Francine said.

As Francine and Zhang walked out of the restaurant, Francine played around with her pockets.

“Do you have everything?” Zhang grabbed Francine’s hand and squeezed it. “What stores would you like to go to?”

“I have everything. I have something to show you when we get to the car.” Francine pulled a couple of slips of paper, looking through each one. “I have some stores in mind that we can go to. Don’t worry, these coupons should help.”

The duo started walking through the mall, scoping out what stores they could visit. The smell of popcorn and pretzels filled the area, and crowds of people walked past them. The fluorescent light illuminated the building, blinding Francine.

“There are two things I hate about the mall: the employees trying to give you shit and the lights.

“Why do they have to make them so bright?” Francine said.

Zhang nodded his head, giving Francine’s hand another squeeze. Francine pulled Zhang along, passing all the stores until they reached the game store. Francine looked at all the collectors’ items displayed behind the window, and her face lit up. She pointed at one of the items in the display case: a prominent figure of a man with his head covered in a scarf and wearing sunglasses. The figure was holding a sniper rifle, his right foot on top of a grate of explosives.

“I want this guy. He’s my favorite character from the game I play… I saw him when I came here last week with one of my friends. I just didn’t buy him then ’cause the figure is expensive.” Francine stared into the figure’s eyes. “I wish Ayman was real. He could sweep me off my feet!”

“Hmm, it seems like you want me to buy him. You don’t have to be so round about it. Maybe it’ll help you stop having those weird fantasies.” Zhang said.

“Well, in that case, buy it for me! I can pay you back if you want, plus check this out!” Francine pulled out a piece of paper from her pocket and unfolded it. “They gave me this coupon the last time I came in, but I don’t want to go in there…”

“Why’s that?”

“I feel like someone’s gonna harass me again, either for an autograph, photo, or some other bullshit.”

Zhang grabbed the coupon from Francine; walking into the store, he spotted one of the employees stocking the shelves. Francine looked through the window to see if Zhang was buying the figure.

Score! Another one for my shrine!!

Zhang walked out of the store, holding the figure, and handed it to Francine.

“Here, you know that coupon helped out a ton. It went from $60 to just $20.” Zhang smiled while patting Francine’s shoulder.

“Ha! Couponing master coming through.” Francine waved her hands in the air while doing a small dance.

“Alright, alright… what store now?”

“Hmm, you pick.”

And off the duo went, visiting nearly all the stores in the mall. Though Zhang didn’t buy anything, he was happy to buy Francine anything she wanted- clothes or small knickknacks—anything for a cute lady like herself. They walked back to the car, and Zhang opened the trunk.

“You sure all of my crap will fit in here? Your car isn’t that small, but it ain’t like my Wrangler.” Francine tried her best to balance the shopping bags in her hands.

“Don’t worry, I’ll just fold the seats down.”

Zhang did just that, grabbing Francine’s bags and neatly placing them in the back. Francine circled the car, opening the passenger-side door.

“Come on, it’s getting a little too chilly even for my liking out here.”

They both got into the car, and Zhang started the ignition.

“I’ve got to say that was the most fun I’ve had in a while,” Zhang said.

Francine opened the heating a little bit. “Let me guess, you’ve been working a ton? It must suck working in the shop sometimes; I know my dad can be a pain in the ass about certain shit.”

“Ah well, he’s still a good guy; besides, he pays me pretty well.”

“Damn straight! You better put some respect on him!”

They laughed in unison. Francine tapped on the center console, listening to the radio; her ears picked up on something.

“I kinda miss going to the beach… all the waves and shit.”

“Did you do anything cool at the beach?”

“I can’t swim, but that never stopped me from going into the water with my family or friends. Sometimes, I would bring my bucket into the water, then pop.” Francine motioned with her hands, something coming out of the ground. “I would grab all the clams in the sand and put them into my bucket.”

“If I go to the beach.. I’ll burn..”

“Hm.”

They stayed silent during the car ride, spacing in and out. Zhang pulled up to the gate, driving into the gated community. They stopped in front of the Francine’s house.

“Well, we’re here,” Zhang said.

“Yep!”

…

“Umm, you want to come inside my house? I can’t bring all this stuff by myself.”

Zhang exited the car and walked to the passenger side, where he grabbed all the bags from the back. They walked up to the house, and Francine opened the front door.

Mrraoww!

“Aww, Mimi, come here. I want you to meet someone.” Francine picked up the chubby tabby cat, holding it like a sandwich. The cat squirmed slightly, trying to get away from Zhang.

“Aha, I don’t think she likes me.” Zhang tried to pet Mimi.

Moww! The cat fell to the ground with a hard thud.

“Mimi! Hey, stop being an idiot!! I’m sorry. Normally, she doesn’t do that… but umm, here! Come sit on the couch, and I’ll make you something—” Francine held her stomach while leading Zhang to the couch.

“Are you ok?”

“Aah.. nah man, I gotta go–” grumble. “Use the bathroom. I think that fish and chips are fucking me–” grumble. “Up–”

Francine sprints to the bathroom, slamming the door. Rustling could be heard from inside.

Zhang got up from the couch and explored the living room.

“Beer?” He picked up the bottle and examined the bottle. “The cheap stuff too… not that surprising…” He looked at the coffee table again and picked up some CD cases.

“Video game, another video game…” Flipping through the cases, one of them catches Zhang’s eye. “This kid, why would you have a porno right out in the open?” A young woman on the front cover was holding a beach ball, with “Hot Babes at the Beach!” written in bold red letters on the front.

Zhang opened the drawer of the coffee table; there were more porn movies and magazines in the drawer. He slammed it shut, sitting back on the couch and taking sips of the beer. He started to hear the pitter-patter of the cat coming close to him.

Mroawww!!

“Hey, now you like me? Come here.” Zhang patted the seat next to him; Mimi lept up, rubbing her head against his thigh. “I guess so…”

While Zhang was petting Mimi, she began to search his pocket. She bit down on his gloves and ran out of the room.

“What the–get back here!”

Zhang ran after the cat, trying to catch up to her, but the cat jumped and just got out of his reach. Mimi ran upstairs into Francine’s room.

Francine looked up from the magazine she was reading. “Hmm?” She looked around and shrugged her shoulders.

“Come back here! I don’t want to go into your owner’s room!” Zhang said.

Mrow~ Mimi dropped the gloves on Francine’s bed, licking herself with a smug look on her little face.

Zhang walked into the room. He tried to grab the gloves from the cat, but they were useless; Mimi kept hitting Zhang. Zhang sighed and turned away from her, looking around the room to see if anything was interesting to do. Signed autographs and posters of Francine littered the walls, with more giant posters of Francine posing in more suggestive images. The desk in the room had small pieces of plastic from a Mecha model kit littered all over it.

“Who has so many photos of themselves, alone, hanging all over their room?”

Meow!

“I agree, Mimi, it’s weird…” Zhang walked to the drawer next to the bed and picked up one of the framed photos.

A young girl and a squatting older man were in the photo; the girl was holding a hockey puck. She had a black eye, but she was still smiling. Zhang returned the picture to the dresser, ensuring he didn’t leave any traces behind. A wooden hockey stick leaned against the dresser; it was warped and had some splits around the edges.

“Alright, I left you alone. Now give me my gloves back..” Zhang held his hand to Mimi; she stretched out her tiny paws. “I’ll take that as a yes.”

“Zhang? Where are you?”

“Um, I’m coming. Hang on!” He walked straight down the stairs.

“Why were you upstairs…? I didn’t tell you to go upstairs.”

“I didn’t mean to go up there. Your cat took my gloves.”

Mew, mew…

“Mimi! Say sorry to Zhang.” Francine picked her up, pointing the cat’s face to Zhang. “Meow, I’m sorry!”

Zhang chuckled; he rubbed behind the cat’s ear. He looked up at Francine.

“I’m a little thirsty. I took some of the beer on the table, but I need something else…”

“Oh, sure. Is there anything you want specifically?”

Zhang walked away, plopping back down onto the couch.

“Surprise me!”

“Ok.” Francine busted out two glasses and poured some iced decaf coffee. She carried the glasses into the living room and placed them on coasters.

“Iced coffee! I know it’s late, but there’s caffeine in it.”

Zhang snickered and started drinking coffee. Francine grabbed the remote from the coffee table and turned on the TV. Suddenly, a moaning and naked woman appeared on screen.

“OH WOAH LET’S TURN THAT OFF!” Francine fumbled with the remote, and eventually, she paused the porno. She walked over to the DVD player and popped the disk out of the tray.

“Ok… let’s just watch some regular TV.” She sat down on the couch, flipping through the channels she chose a cooking show.

“Sorry about that…”

“It’s alright; you’re young, so I’m not surprised…” Zhang smiled, placing his hand on Francine’s lap.

Francine picked up her glass and took a few small sips. Her face and ears were red, so the coffee might have helped her calm down.

Over the next 20 minutes, Francine began to feel weird; at first, it was just a tiny amount of brain fog, but it grew more and more. She got up from the couch and walked to the cabinet; searching through all the bottles, she found her headache medication.

“Are you all right?” Zhang looked over and saw Francine leaning over the kitchen counter. “Do you need some help?”

“No, I think my migraines are coming back…” She looked at Zhang; he had a broad smile on his face.

“What… did you… d–” Francine fell, hitting her head on the counter, the medication spilling all over the floor.

Zhang jumped off the couch and looked at Francine. He pushed her with his foot, but she did not respond. He lifted one of her arms, but again, she did not respond. He snickered and moved her body to the living room.

“Now that’s done, hmm…” Zhang returned upstairs and grabbed the wooden hockey stick, her gear, skates, and jersey. He hauled Francine onto his shoulder.

“By the Elder Gods, how are you so heavy?” He rubbed his hands together, and a dark green energy emerged. He held his hands out, and a portal appeared. He began to walk toward the portal.

“We may have to put you on a strict diet regiment.”

Zhang walked through the portal, looking back to ensure he didn’t leave anything behind. The portal closed right after we went through.

Mrow? Mimi jumped onto the couch, curled up into a ball, and fell asleep.

Complete silence filled the home.