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[soft-angelthing]

I want to make more connections with other nsfw blogs so if you're a queer nsfw blog who's comfortable with a nb person following+interacting with ur posts feel free to like or reblog!! 💗💗💗

[bunnywritesjunk]

Hiiii love got sent here by a lil birdie that told me you can fulfill my ghost x hybrid bunny reader request here 🥹💀💗

Honestly wanna know how ghost would handle a bratty bunny that’s going through heat, but is too stubborn to go to him about, when seriously he’s alway down to tame that insatiable lil beast inside of heerrr 😋🤞🏽

Thank you so much for writing anything period, seriously. 🐰💗

Hello my fellow bunny. I had a lot of fun writing this. I'll probably do more hybrid reader stuff if people request it. I feel like Ghost would be a bit of a meanie in this situation, he's a brat tamer for sure. I hope you enjoy!

Warnings: Heat, helping through heat, unprotected sex, Hybrid!reader, edging, bratty reader.

A helping Hand

Your ears twitched as the sun poured in through the window. You sat up in your cot rubbing the sleep away from your eyes. You sat up, your pajama shirt sticking to your bedding with pools of sweat. You padded off to your bathroom immediately hopping in the shower. Dull cramps in your lower stomach made you groan.

“Oh, not now. Please.” You pleaded with your biology.

You've been taking suppressants for your heat ever since you moved to this base. You gave your body a break and went off suppressants when you were on leave but this time something or someone had triggered your heat. You had a sneaking suspicion as to who it is. Being a weapons mechanic meant you didn't have to be around people very often. As long as a certain someone wasn't here you should be ok. You finished your cold shower and got dressed for the day. You tucked your ears under a cap and hid your tail in your pants. Although there were other hybrids on base, you didn't exactly want to display your rabbit features everywhere. You walked quickly to your station, avoiding any soldiers that might come your way.

You entered the weapons room and got to work. You had a few gun inspections to do. The real work wouldn't come until Ghost and his squadron came back from their mission. They were scheduled to arrive in two days, but you prayed it took them longer than that. Ghost would smell your heat, the embarrassment of having to ask him was too much. You weren't some needy bunny, you can handle your heat alone. After a few inspections were done you wrote up your paperwork for them the be cleaned and handed out for the next mission. Being engrossed in work took your mind off your impending heat.

First, you smelled him. The faint scent of Ghost. No, he wasn't supposed to be back yet. He slammed open the door unceremoniously placing all his weapons on the nearby table. Crap you kept your head down and hoped the smell of gunpowder covered your heat.

“Miss me, bunny?” You could practically hear the smirk in his voice. His wolf tail had a slight wag to it.

“You're back early, how was the mission?”

“Easy, mostly recon.” He sighed.

You gestured at the guns he put down. “I'll get those checked out for you.”

Ghost walked up to the counter you were behind and leaned on it.

“You had lunch yet?” He asked. You shook your head.

“Come on then.” He headed toward the door.

“I'm not that hungry, you can go without me.” You didn't meet his eyes.

“Hmm.” He slowly walked behind the weapons counter blocking the only exit.

“Is there something wrong?” He asked in a matter-of-fact tone.

“No, why would there be anything wrong?” You shrugged.

He leaned down to your level, his eyes peeking at you through blonde eyelashes. You backed up as far as you could only able to get a few more inches away from him.

“You're not a very good liar, bunny.” He stood up to his full height and walked out, leaving you flustered and hot.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The rest of the day went by painfully slow. Your heat intensified after Ghost paid his visit. It came over you in waves, almost causing you to double over at times. You considered asking him for help many times but ultimately decided against it. After work was done you practically ran to your room. You'd already asked your supervisor if you could have the next few days off, explaining the situation. You opened the door and shut it quickly behind you before shedding your clothes off. Your tail ached from being hidden all day. Your fuzzy ears stretched out, one stayed straight up and the other folded down. You flopped down onto your bed eager to use your toys.

You reached into the drawer on your bedside table, only to find nothing. You sat up and searched frantically. Where did you put them? This is bad. You looked under your bed, in your bathroom, in your dresser, nothing. The frustration started getting to you. Your eyes welled up with tears as you looked. Your feet thumped in anger every time you looked and they weren't there. As you checked your bathroom for the third time a knock sounded at your door. You grabbed your robe as you were only in underwear and slipped it on. You stomped to the door and wiped your tears before opening it.

A skull mask was staring down at you. Ghost held up a familiar velvet bag and leaned on your doorframe.

“Looking for something?”

You reached up to grab the bag but he kept it out of reach.

“Give it to me, Simon!” You whined.

He pushed himself off the door and into your room closing the door behind him. The blonde shaggy tail wagged lazily behind him, clearly amused by your distress.

“Now, why didn't my bunny come to me for help?” He asked.

Your ears folded down against your head in embarrassment. “I don't need your help.”

He walked past you and put your toys back in the bedside drawer. He started taking off his gloves.

“Ok, thank you for returning them, you can leave now.” You said.

He placed his gloves on the nightstand. He turned to you, his eyes darkened. He stalked toward you slowly almost as if he was ready to pounce. You looked away from him but held your ground. He towered over you and tilted his head.

“You always were a little brat huh?” His words annoyed you.

Before you can give him a rebuttal he took his mask off giving you a full view of his scarred face. He grabbed your jaw roughly contrasting the gentle kiss he gave you. His tongue caressed your mouth open. Your knees weakened as he pulled you flush against his body by your waist. Your heat urged your body to submit, but your mind wasn't there yet. You pulled away breathlessly. He still had a firm hold on the side of your face.

“I don't need your help, Simon.” You said once again quietly.

Simon's golden ear twitched in annoyance. “Right.”

He picked you up by the hips and wrapped your legs around his waist. He walked you to your bed, embarrassment written on your face. He laid you down on the bed, pressing his hips into yours. You whimpered at the friction he created. He leaned down to nibble and suck your neck making you squirm. His hand made its way past your robe and into your panties with ease. Your wetness made it easy for him to dip his fingers into you. You gasped at the intrusion, practically melting into the mattress.

“Don't need my help, but you're so wet for me, Bunny.”

“I bet you were gonna think of me anyway.” Simon purred into your ear.

You moaned weakly as he worked his finger into you, his thumb circling your clit gently. His nose grazed your own, taking in the look of ecstasy on your face. Your orgasm came quickly and with force. Simon knew exactly what buttons to push to get you shivering under him. He unsheathed his fingers from you and popped them in his mouth, tasting your slick.

“Tell me what you want.” He demanded.

“ I...Simon..." You whined.

“Tell me, Bunny.”

You covered your face muffling your words.

“I can't hear you, love. Speak up.”

“Please help me.....through my heat....”

“That's more like it." He purred.

He opened your robe and slid your panties off. In his haste, he ripped them a bit and you whined. You ignored your small protest and worked on your bra removing it expertly.

“I'll buy you some new ones.” He said quickly.

Ghost shed his clothing and flipped you over on your stomach.

“Ass up.” He tapped your hip.

You got on your knees arching your back deeply to present yourself to him. You wiggled your ass eager to have him inside you. He used a hand to steady your hips and slid his tip in between your folds. He slowly pushed himself into savoring the way your walls clenched around him.

“Ohh, you feel so good, Bunny.” He growled.

You were almost incoherent, the daze of your heat clouding your mind. You pushed your hips against his trying to get more friction. Simon bottomed out into you and started thrusting into you hard. He kept his pace slow at first, slamming his hips into yours. His tip grazed your cervix in a deliciously painful way. You whimpered every time it did. As his pace sped up, Simon's sighs turned into grunts and moans. He enjoyed watching your fluffy bunny tail bounce as he rammed into you.

“You take me so well.” The praise he gave you made your walls flutter.

He reached around your leg to rub your clit. Your moans got more desperate and guttural as your second orgasm approached. He slowed his movements ever so slightly to drag your pleasure out longer.

“I wanna cum Si, Please.” You whined.

“Only when I tell you, Bunny. You know the rules.” He grunted out.

“And since you didn't come to me first, you need a little bit of a punishment hmm?” You could hear the smirk in his voice.

His thrust slowed, still keeping them firm. His hips slapped against your ass rhythmically. Your moans got higher pitched, his edging did a number on your heat-ridden body. Your legs trembled underneath you, the stimulation becoming more intense by the second. Luckily he didn't torture you for long.

“Cum for me.”

Simon's pace sped up and you came almost instantly. Your vision was fuzzy as you collapsed onto the bed. He bent down and caressed your head as you recovered from your orgasm. Simon rubbed your ear lovingly.

“I'm not done with you, Bunny.”

[jude-duarte-wannabe]

Good day! I’m looking for Carlos Sainz go take me order if that’s ok? Could I have a extra sweetness with the brownies and possibly please a side of angel food cake? And I’d love some tonic water on the side please 💗

Thank you!

order up!

hi lovely thanks for the request, so as soon as i saw this an idea immediately popped into my head and as requested i made your order extra sweet <3 your requested prompts will be bolded and i once again couldn't stop myself from adding the victoria sponge prompt, with stories like these the idea of the victoria sponge prompt makes me all giggly and warm <3

pairing; carlos sainz x younger girlfriend reader

blurb; you've had a lot of bad relationships in the past, ones you've never fully recovered from so when your older boyfriend wants to try something new in the sex department you can't help but feel nervous but don't worry darling, soft boyfriend carlos is here to help.

warnings; oral fem!receiving, thigh kisses, google translated spanish, fingering, a speck of spitting and soft!dom!carlos [let me know if i missed anything]

dulce chico; sweet boy angelito; little angel

tonic water; age gap [carlos is 30 and reader is 23] brownie; "no fucking touching" angel food cake; "did you just squirt, since when could you do that" victoria sponge; "you wanna hold my hand"

currently playing; water by tyla "make me sweat, make me hotter, make me lose my breath, make me water"

"i don't know carlos" you mumbled from your position on the sofa beside him, he had asked you if he could try something new and while it's not like you didn't trust him because you did, you trusted him with your life but what he was suggesting you'd tried before and gotten shamed for it by previous partners but they had all been boys, carlos however was a man and one who knew how to take care of you like the goddess you were.

he practically worshiped the very ground you walked on, people all asked why you were with someone older than you and your answer was simply "he treats me right" and when they asked how you met.. well you could remember that moment in your life pretty vividly.

you had ended up meeting in the most meet cute way you could ever imagine, you'd been on a vacation with your family in madrid, your parents had been wanting to go back ever since their honeymoon 24 years ago.

you'd stopped at a farmers market close to your hotel to pick up some flowers for your parents wedding anniversary when you'd run, literally into carlos who'd been wandering the markets with his mother while on a quick visit home, while you had kept apologizing profusely, carlos simply couldn't take his eyes off you in your little pink plaid skirt and lacy white tank, you looked so soft and sweet and innocent, fuck did he love it.

you'd offered to buy him a coffee or even a pastry of some kind to make up for running into him and he'd said yes mainly just to be near you, to get to know you and that's how you found yourself wandering around the market nibbling on pastries while you chatted away with carlos, it seemed innocent enough, at least that's what you thought.

he'd ask to see you again sometime and you'd agreed thinking that he would make a great friend for while you were in madrid.

but when carlos first started to show an interest in you that was more than platonic after only knowing you a few weeks, you ignored him like the plague, he was just another guy capable of destroying you more than you already had been by the multiple exes in your past.

what made it even more nerve wracking was the fact he was older than you and not by much, at least that's what you thought. carlos on the other hand couldn't stay away and didn't get why you were ignoring him.

meeting you changed his life for the better and having to go a day without hearing you giggle or call him merely just say good morning was killing him.

at least it was until your sister who had met him randomly when you were out together and had decided to meet up with carlos, had explained everything to him, the trauma you'd gone through at the hands of your ex boyfriends, he could understand why you were scared of his advances now.

after a little convincing by your sister and little begging from carlos, he finally got you to agree to a date, he had promised to go slow and treat like every women deserved to be treated, the man worshiped the very ground you walked on after all for christ sakes.

you had kept in touch after leaving spain and when you felt ready you traveled back to madrid to spend time with him and you just never left.

and so here you were a year later, happier than you've ever been in any of your previous relationships and sure you'd been intimate with carlos before but what he was asking now made you nervous, he asked to eat you out saying that you looked so sweet just sitting next him reading and that's what lead to the current situation that you were in "what do you mean you don't know" he asked.

his question had you fidgeting but as always carlos was there to comfort you, placing his hand on your thigh "no fucking touching" you snapped before feeling bad and so you mumbled "please" you pushed his hand off your leg "i need to think and i can't do that with hands on me, your very distracting" you explained with a soft laugh, it just made carlos smile but then said smile faded at another thought.

"why don't you want to.. do you not trust me" he seemed worried and your hand immediately went to his arm "no dulce chico, i trust you it's just the last person i let down there... they didn't ask, i asked them and i was told i was gross and that no man ever does it willingly"

oh now carlos was angry, he couldn't believe that one of your old boyfriends had said that to you "no baby, it's not gross.. i want to make you feel good" his hand went back to your thigh, rubbing small circles on the skin there, carlos noticed you wriggle around and squeeze your legs closer together, your slight very quiet whimper had him raising his eyebrows while he smiled "is the idea of this turning you on angelito"

"maybe" you murmured, your hand taking hold of his own, tangling your fingers together to ground yourself as you sat there thinking and after a few minutes, you'd finally decided "alright you know what.. lets... lets try it" you told him and the way carlos pounced on you then made you giggle.

he moved you onto your back while you kept laughing at his eagerness, he placed a sloppy kiss to your lips before laying himself down in between your legs, fingers moving your underwear to the side quickly before pushing your sweet little skirt over your hips and wrapping his arms over your waist, placing sweet little kisses to the skin of your thigh making you squirm even more.

"carlos.. don't tease me" you whimpered making him chuckle against your thigh "patient angelito" he gently kissed at your folds, groaning at the taste of you on his lips before diving straight in, licking at your juices like a man starved.

"gross my fucking ass.. you taste so perfect.. like honey" he mumbled as his tongue slipped inside you slurping up all the juices that slipped from your aching hole.

the new feelings you were experiencing were euphoric and you just couldn't seem to keep your head on straight no matter what you did, you gripped at the couch cushions and even carlos's hair.

so as a last resort you reached for his fingers that rested on your stomach, when he felt your hand brush his own carlos couldn't help smile against your folds as he pulled away for just a second "you wanna hold my hand" you merely nodded, your other hand gripping out the couch cushion above your head.

carlos couldn't get enough of the way you looked right now with flushed cheeks and your chest rising and falling as you panted in excitement.

he tangled his fingers with yours before going back to work, bringing his thumb to your clit to rub little circles as he licked and sucked at your sweet pussy.

carlos continued like this for a while, listening to you moan blissfully above him, if carlos could describe heaven it would be this, this moment right here with his face buried in your cunt licking at you while you made such beautiful noises, your hands holding onto eachothers, a symbol of your connection and love for each other, after a while he pulled away to kitten lick at your clit and he slipped his fingers inside your tight cunt, feeling you clench around his fingers "jesus angelito... so tight"

your hips started to rut against carlos's hand, causing them to push deeper and deeper in and then you squealed as a sparks zipped up your spine "what the fuck was that" you asked as your breathing calmed down"your g spot" carlos chuckled and hit it again as his fingers kept thrusting in and out at a fast pace and so you kept squealing.

it wasn't long before your gripped carlos's hand a little too tight as you tumbled over the edge, your orgasm hitting you like a truck.

as your breathing calmed down, you sat up slightly to look at carlos, hand still clutched in his, carlos just lay frozen between your legs face wet "you alright baby" you asked and he just chuckled "did you just squirt, since when could you do that"

you stared at him surprised, you had done what? "i did what now?"

to say that you were both surprised was an understatement but when carlos scampered up your body, you giggled at his excitement "i wanna make you do it again" he said, voice shaky and you smiled softly at him

"go on then baby.. make me water" you giggled, hands cupping his face, god he was adorable, this was perfect, this moment, this relationship.. you'd never been happier than this and you hoped that it would never ever end mostly because you had never felt safer than you did right now while wrapped up in carlos strong arms.

[bucksdoll]

watching porn with sarah and eventually scissoring!!!! nsfw pls!! 💗💗💕💓💓💕💖💖💓💖💕

𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐱

sarah cameron x fem! reader imagine

trigger warnings : NSFW (minors dni), friends to lovers, sarah is inexperienced with women, scissoring, implied reader is a top but they’re holding back quite a bit, dirty talk, pre existing/hidden feelings, watching porn, reader using the nickname ‘sare’ for sarah

summary : after a particularly hot day outside, you and sarah are buzzing from the heat. you seek shelter in sarah’s room, cooling down in the air conditioning. you head to grab her laptop when she expresses her boredom, and you’re beyond suprised when you see what it’s open to.

authors note : heyy, thank you for being my first ever post rq, it means a lot. i wasn’t sure what trope you wanted, so i went with bsf to lovers bc i felt like it fit. i hope that’s okay :). this was supposed to just be an imagine, but it kinda ended up being a little longer than i anticipated. please feel free to leave more rqs ppl ! i love doing them. this was BRIEFLY read over. might be a lot of mistakes, and this is also my first time writing a fic. pls b patient w me.

english is not my first language, forgive me.

bow dividers by gigittamic.

it was so hot in obx today, that it almost felt like your body was quite literally set on fire. it was the weekend, and you of course went to tanneyhill to hang out with sarah. you and sarah were inseparable. you practically lived with her at tanneyhill. you hung out around the cameron’s so often that you’d become quite close with just about every member of the family. youd help wheezy with homework, you’d playfully chastise rafe and his friends when they came over, you’d helped rose with little things here and there, hell even ward had begun to see you as a daughter. you were always welcomed in the house, whether sarah was there or not. you would be invited to family events, kook centered parties, on family vacations, everything.

if somebody asked, you’d call sarah your best friend. she’s probably call you that too. but deep down, you didn’t know what you two were. the circumstances in which you met weren’t completely platonic. you’d spotted her while at a random kook party, dressed in a bikini top and light blue ripped shorts. she was dancing with some of what you assumed to be her other friends. the music was loud and booming, and she swayed her hips, her eyes glossed over, seemingly having had a few drinks. you too, having had a few drinks, had the confidence to saunter over to her. you were dressed in a simple bikini and a backwards hat, your hair still a little damp from the dip you’d taken earlier.

you bumped a few shoulders to get through the dancing crowd of people, finally reaching her, laying a manicured hand on her shoulder. she continued moving just as she was before, hips swaying silkily, just simply turning her body to face yours. she bit her lip, smiling brightly at you, still blissfully lost in the music.

“hey pretty.” you say over the music, resting both your hands on her shoulders. you decided on a neutral move, so you could read if she was into you or not.

“hi beautiful.” she replied, finally meeting your eyes, slipping one of her hands to rest lazily on your waist, still swaying.

you started to move along with her, using your left arm around her shoulder to scoot her a little closer to you. she happily obliged, now gently fidgeting with the string of your bikini. you bit your lip, eyes never leaving hers. the way she was swaying her hips was driving you insane, and you subconsciously pulled her even closer.

she still went along with it, taking it upon herself to get as close as she could. she leaned her head on your shoulder, her hot breath on your kneck. you bit your lip so hard you’re suprised it didn’t start to bleed, and you trailed your arm from her shoulder to her ass, which you could now see swaying as she leaned against you. you gave it a light squeeze, as much as her tight denim would allow. you two continued dancing, for what felt like forever. but much to your dismay, despite a few risky touches and a few kneck kisses, nothing lead anywhere that night. she eventually had to leave the party, and she batted her eyelashes at you as you exchanged contacts.

and that’s how it always has been with sarah. you two flirt pretty frequently, and occasionally get a little handsy, but you’ve never done anything about it. she’s gone through boyfriend after boyfriend, and you’ve gone through a few relationships yourself, but after a year or so of trying, you never found relief, and ultimately stopped dating a while ago. you never tried anything with sarah, relishing in the teasing touches too much to want to risk ruining the friendship by asking her out. she was currently with her boyfriend topper, and had been for about 6 months now. she seemed happy, and seeing her happy in a relationship made you all the more sure you didn’t want to ruin it.

“hey y/n, can we pleaseee go inside. i know i begged you to come out here with me to tan but this heat is sooo much worse than i thought it was.” she whined, looking over her shoulder to face you, a big pout on her lips.

“i told you it was too hot out here sare.” you look at her sympathetically, her pout always being your weakness.

“i knowww, but i thought you were just making excuses so we could stay in bed all day.” she rolled her eyes a little, her pout still evident minus the little smile that creeped at the corner of her mouth. you rolled your eyes back, having already given in and started grabbing your few items you brought outside.

“alrighttt, go on. i’ll grab your stuff for you and meet you inside.” you smiled at her, heading her direction. she sprung up at your response, rushing over to you and wrapping her arms around your neck.

“thanks babes. you’re the best.” she left a kiss on your cheek before running towards the doors of tanneyhill.

that’s how it always was with sarah. she’d do things that would be seemingly innocent, calling you babes, giving you cheek kisses, playfully swatting your ass.. things that if you two were just girl best friends, it would seem normal. but it always felt so different with her. but as always, you brushed the thoughts away, grabbing her things and following her inside.

when you made it in, she was no where to be found. you assumed she’d grabbed a drink and rushed up to relax in her room, which was thankfully air conditioned. you set your things down on the kitchen counter, and padded your way up the stairs to find her.

you found her just where you expected, lazily sprawled out on her bed, still in her strapless bikini set from when she was tanning.

“i’m so bored.” she groaned, lazily turning her head to face you when she heard you come in, not having enough energy to move the rest of her body.

“what should we do? come up with something.” she added, her attitude leaking through her words a little, seemingly crabby from the heat.

“i dunno. what do you normally do when youre bored?” you replied, your brain seemingly empty. normally you two always had something fun planned, or little random things to do. but both of you seemed to be spacing for once. she shrugged, and you sat on the edge of her bed.

you saw her laptop open on her desk, so you wandered over to grab it, thinking of putting on a movie or something until you came up with something better to do. but when you touched the mousepad to wake up the laptop, you were suprised to see what it was opened up to.

“jesus christ sare-“

“what?” she groaned, seemingly unalarmed until her eyes met the screen. her eyes widened, and she sprung up off the bed with a sudden burst of new found energy. but hearing her pounding feet, you swiftly picked up the laptop and held it high above your head.

“y/n put that down right now i’m serious!” she whined frustratingly, grappling at your arms and shoulders, trying to get you to put it down. you wanted to tease her though, even if it was just a little. you assumed it wouldn’t lead anywhere. nothing ever did between you two.

“you’re watching lesbian porn?? god if i had known i could’ve set you up with some links, you know im good for that stuff-“

“y/n put it down, okay? i was just-“ she continued to hop on her feet, standing her her toes, desperate to reach the laptop. “-curious!” she groaned, not giving up in her pursuit to steal the device from your grasp.

“curious, huh? that’s cute.” you grinned teasingly at her, and her eyes flickered to yours a few times as she persisted, her little hops and outstretched arms making you bite your lip to hold back a laugh.

after a few more minutes of struggle, the heat exhaustion seemingly flooded over her again and she let up, now standing flat on her feet infront of you. her arms were crossed, a heavy blush tinted not only her cheeks but most of her face. her eye brows were taught tight together in frustration.

“i just wanted to look at it. maybe learn a little- i-i don’t know, okay?? i don’t know why i was watching it.” she babbled, seemingly genuinely a little hurt and embarrassed, her eyes welling slightly. your heart stung a little.

“hey, hey, eeeasy. i was just messing with you sare. you’re okay.” you lowered the laptop, closing it and holding it against your side, using your free hand to cradle her cheek. ready to catch any tears that threatened to fall.

“you know if you ever had any questions you could come to me, right? i don’t know what kind of experience you have, but i’m and open book. i can help you, if you want.” you leaned down a little, forcing her to meet your eyes after hers had drifted away.

“you’d do that?” she mumbled, leaning into your hand a little.

“of course i would. only if you want to-“

“i want to.” she cut you off, meeting your eyes with a reassuring nod of her head. you felt your composure that you’d kept for so long start to slip, and you were beyond greatful nobody else was in tanneyhill that day.

she grabbed your hand and tugged you back over to her bed. you set her laptop down, opening it back up to the tab she had open. you two sat next to eachother, the silence not uncomfortable but terribly thick with tension.

“can-can we just watch some first? i don’t know really what i want to learn yet off the top of my head i just was watching-“

“yes. yes, of course sarah. whatever you want.” you cut her off this time, reassuring her, then pushing play on the porn. it was some random short clip. probably 2 minutes long, seemingly off of twitter or something. it was two girls, evidently scissoring. you let the video play for a couple seconds before reaching to scrub through it, seeing it was literally just a clip of two girls scissoring for multiple minutes straight.

“do you have any other clips of what you want to learn..? because this is just scissoring, sarah.” you couldn’t help but crack a smile, finding a little funny how blissfully innocent about this stuff.

you turned to look at her to see her eyes already boaring into yours, pupils blown wide. her head was tucked down a little, and her hands fidgeted in her lap, clearly trying to get a message acrossed without saying it.

“you just wanna learn how to do that, hm?” you cocked a brow at her, and smiled a little more when she nodded her head.

“you sure this is okay?” you said, resting your hand on her folded legs, slowly creeping it upwards. she gave you a small nod again.

“words, sare.” you creeped a little higher.

“yes, fuck- please, y/n.”

with that you felt your last bit of composure slip. you gently pushed her back against the bed, her head resting against the pillows. you tugged at the button on her shorts, looking up at her to see her give you another nod, quickly adding a muffled ‘yes’ after it. you tugged her shorts down, throwing them off to the side somewhere. you watched her face closely as you gently rubbed over her clothed clit. you knew sarah had been touched before, she’d talked about her experiences with exes, but you still wanted to be as gentle and slow with her as possible, as it was her first time with a woman.

“can i kiss you? please?” she said while wrapping her arms around your kneck. it broke you out of the trance you didn’t realize you had fallen under, staring at her clothed pussy. you looked back up to her, your own eyebrows furrowing with a smile.

“of course baby.” she was the one to lean up to meet your lips, her kisses quickly going from gentle to rushed and sloppy. she was clearly getting ancy as she ground her hips up into your hand, and you pulled aside her bikini to slip your fingers through her folds. she was completely soaked, a wet patch having already soaked through her bikini bottoms prior to you actually touching her.

she moaned at the relief of you finally touching her, breaking away from the kiss for a second. her mouth hung open, and she looked to where your hand met her.

“please, oh god- please- more, something- please” she ranted, still grinding up into you.

“easssy sweetheart, i want you to feel my fingers first-“

“no- please just fucking do the thing already.” she said, clearly still a little shy about the subject. she avoided your gaze, still relishing on your finger tips which circled heavenly around her clit.

“are you sure?” you clarified, slowing your hand to make sure you got a straight answer. frankly she was already soaked, you could scissor, but you figured she’d want to be warmed up first. you really wanted to take things slow with her, but you couldn’t deny the way her eagerness made you all the more aware of how soaked you were in your own panties.

“yes. yes, yes, yes, please y/n.” she begged, literally whining and begging at your disposal. her brows were taught with frustration, and her hips continued to eagerly sway against your hand.

“okay, okay.” you laughed a little, finally tugging off your own garments. a shiver ran down your spine when you unclasped your braw, you were unable to tell if it was the breeze from the air conditioner or the way she instantly reached for your chest. she massaged them in her hands, slightly more out of pure admiration at first, but then switching to teasing your nipples.

“fuck sarah-“ you groaned as you finally pulled your final piece of clothing off, your panties.

“i know it’s going to sound pretty fucking stupid but.. i’ve always wanted to touch your tits.” she grimaced a little as the words came out her mouth, sounding like a teenager. the two of you giggled for a second before she looked at you expectantly.

“are you-“

“yes, im positive. ive never been more sure.” she smiled up at you, her classic sarah glow finally peaking through, most if not all of her embarrassment having washed away.

you pulled away, settling yourself between her legs, getting into position. she reluctantly let go of your chest, and let you move her as you needed to. when you finally had situated yourself, you propped her left leg over your shoulder, giving her thigh a reassuring squeeze.

before you could instruct her, she ground up against you. what was supposed to be, on her part, just a grind of being impatient, she felt her clit rock perfectly up against yours.

“h-holy shit was that it?”

“mhm, you got it baby. keep goin, you got it.” you barely got the words out, clenching your jaw extremely hard at the sudden touch. she continued, easily setting a pace, you let her figure it out for a moment before finally grinding back into her, the two of you in unison. she let out a gasp which quickly turned into a moan.

“oh fu-fuuuck..” she tensed her eyebrows together.

“y/n?” she glanced back and forth from your face and where the two of you met, and her fists reached up to firmly grab the pillow behind her. you met her eyes, ready to stop, instantly assuming she was having second thoughts.

“yea sare? we can stop-“

“i swear to fucking god y/n do not stop.” she groaned the words out inbetween moans.

“i was just going to say-“ she stopped in between words, clearly struggling “im really really not going to last much longer.” she shot you an apologetic smile, before blabbering a few ‘it’s so good’ s, ‘don’t stop’ s, and ‘holy shit’ s under her breath.

“oh yea? s’it feel good baby? god you don’t know how long i’ve wanted to do this.” you ranted too, letting out a few groans of your own.

“oh fuckfuckfuck y/n- babe im-“

“let go sarah, i’ve got you baby. you’re doing so good.” she grinded desperately, her hips getting sloppy, the two of you now at totally different paces, yours being a steady fast rhythm and her being ragged and sharp. you could see your collective juices start to leak onto your stomach and your thighs with how random and miscalculated her thrusts were becoming, practically grinding against any part of you she could. her many short and high pitched whimpers, only egged you on further.

you watched as her orgasm finally hit her, her moans and whines coming to a climax, loud and overwhelming. her whole body shook, her stomach tensing and her arms loosing their grip on her pillow as she threw her head back. you could see her juices seeping out of her as you continued to grind on her, riding out her high and still chasing your own. it was when her sighs of relief turned into overstimulated whimpers that you too were finally thrown over the edge, your orgasm practically blinding you.

you fell back onto your elbows, collecting yourself for a moment before untangling your limbs and crawling up against her pillows, right next to her. she still breathed heavily, turning over to tuck herself into your armpit and throw an arm lazily over your mid drift. her hair was a mess, and you could see some of her mascara had smudged under her eyes. she looked so blissfully stunning.

“that was fucking awesome.” she said, cracking her classic sarah smile and letting out a little laugh, leaning on your chest to look up at you.

“yea, it was.” you smiled back at her, letting out a little laugh of your own to cover up the thoughts that were racing through your mind.

you had so many questions. where did we go from here? what about topper? will we ever be able to come back from this?

but as she tucked herself back into your armpit, seemingly overthrown by exhaustion, you didn’t dare ask. you were fine, and happy, in this moment.

[peachiieu]

Gender neutral Half oni!reader attempting to help Lloyd in getting more comfortable with his oni form.

better in the dark

pairing: lloyd garmadon x half oni!reader

summary: you help lloyd become more comfortable with his oni form

warnings: insecurity, mentions of depression

authors note: hi, i decided to do a oneshot because you didn’t really specify if you wanted headcannons or a oneshot. sorry if you didn’t want this, i hope you enjoy 💗

word count: 1.7k

lloyd has been locked in his room for days, isolating himself from everyone and not socializing even with the ninja in the monastery. whenever you pass by his room, you hear sniffles and labored breathing, almost as if someone was trying to keep themselves from crying.

as his partner, you’ve felt guilty for not being able to help him with his struggles. you walk to the kitchen, the ninja greet you as they train in the center. when you slide open the door to the dining room, you take a right and slide open another door, leading to the kitchen.

a four armed man’s back is to you, garmadon. he turns around at the sound of your footsteps, his eyes meeting yours as he gives you a smile, unintentionally unsettling. he asks, “hello y/n, what are you here for?”

flour is on his dark blue shirt, surprisingly fit for four arms. you smile at the thought of a well known villain baking or cooking for people he cares about. you respond, your smile fading, “just getting some water and snacks for lloyd.”

turning back to mixing some sort of batter, he sighs and picks up a whisk, “he hasn’t come out of his room, has he?”

you walk to a cupboard, standing next to him as you reach your hand up, opening the cupboard and taking a glass out. you shake your head, “no, he hasn’t. i’ve been bringing him food so i think he’s eating, but he hasn’t come out of his room in days. he hasn’t talked to me at all… i’m really worried about him.”

stepping back, you walk to the faucet and put the glass under, turning the water on. as the cup fills up, garmadon hesitates, pausing the whisking, “depression may have passed down to him. my father dealt with it until his death, though he could hide it well sometimes, but wu and i noticed. it may just be episodes for my son… i hope he will not have to suffer from it as long as my father did.”

you turn the faucet off, moving your head towards him, a frown on both of your faces. he stares at the batter, almost as if he’s pondering. never would you have guessed that you and the master of destruction would share a moment of vulnerability because of your boyfriend; his son.

“i’m sorry,” you mumble, he shakes his head before you continue, “i’ll try on check on him today. maybe he’ll let me come into his room, see what’s going on with him.”

an empathetic look is in his eyes, he looks at the ground, “thank you. please, tell him i miss him, y/n.” he then glances up to you, a sad smile on his face before he turns back to his batter, mixing with his whisk once again.

you still have the glass in your hand, staring at the taller man’s back. you respond, “i will.” passing by him, you take a right, walking outside the dining room and sliding the door closed.

traveling to lloyd’s room, you stay under the hood of the monastery. the ninja have retreated to the showers as they are not training anymore.

you stand at your boyfriend’s door, rethinking whether or not you should knock on his door. attempting to not overthink, you ask, “honey, are you in there? i don’t know if you’ve been eating and drinking or not, but… i have water.”

you hear rustling, seemingly as if sheets and blankets are being moved around. heavy footsteps and soft groans are heard, he mumbles, his voice is closer to where you are, “how… how long has it been?”

“you’ve been in there for six days, lloyd. you need social interaction or at least some sun, some fresh air.” you answer, your eyebrows furrowed as you are concerned, “can i come in? if you’re not ready yet, that’s okay, i can leave the glass out here and you can grab it.”

there’s a pause of silence before the door slowly slides open, revealing your boyfriend with a defeated look on his face. before, you didn’t know why he’s been isolated in his room, but when you see horns on his head, you understand.

when you went through that period of time, dealing with your oni form, you were insecure and frustrated. you guess that is how lloyd is feeling now. visible nubs are at his sides but below his arms, as he is growing another pair.

he steps back to invite you in, not saying a word. clothes and weapons are scattered on the floor, his desk is filled with empty glasses and plates. you find an empty space, placing a full glass of water there.

you turn back to lloyd, his eyes on the ground as you spot dark bags under them. you slowly bring your hand up to his face, placing it on his cheek and rubbing your thumb.

he leans into your touch, craving it as he hasn’t had proper human interaction for the past six days. you mumble, “oh, lloyd…” you take your hand away from his face and wrap your arms around his waist, your hands traveling upwards as you comfortingly rub his back.

you feel nubs on his back, wings growing in that place. he wraps his arms around you, rubbing your upper back as well. he mumbles, “i don’t like looking like this,” not bringing himself to look into your eyes.

slowly pulling away from his grasp, you look at his saddened eyes. you reassure, “you’re still as handsome as ever, honey,” continuing, “would it make you feel better if i transformed into my oni form?”

he nods, pausing as he thinks, “can we cuddle after you… change?” you look up at him, nodding and backing up away from him.

you hold your arms out, away from your body. focusing, shades of purple surround you. as the wind grows stronger, lloyd backs up, guiding his hand to his face to shield his eyes from the bright light.

a pair of arms grow on the sides of your waist, eyes turning a bright shade of purple and pink. gray designs and swirls appear on your cheeks, some teeth turn into sharp fangs, making you look like a vampire. large, dark horns grow on the top of your head, ram horns, lloyd thinks.

as the wind dies down and the purple light disappears, lloyd uncovers his face. you’re taller than you were before, almost his height now.

he stares at you for a moment, observing you, his gaze on your horns, seemingly for minutes. the ninja’s eyes lower to yours, he smiles and grabs your lower left hand, guiding you to his bed.

lloyd grabs the covers, pulling it down and laying down on the bed. he turns on his side, looking up at you and patting the spot next to him. you lay down next to him, gently placing your head on the pillow, careful so your horns don’t make you uncomfortable.

the boy next to you places his head on your chest. his arm swings around your waist, he closes his eyes. one of your hands travels to his back, you comfortingly rub up and down. you softly mention, “you know, getting used to my oni form was really difficult too. i can’t imagine what it’s like for you, baby.” pausing, you continue, “the others really miss you, and your dad is really worried about you…”

you feel your shirt beginning to dampen, lloyd’s breathing is uneven, you soothingly continue to rub his back. you recommend, “maybe after a little nap, we can go talk to the ninja or your dad? just for a few minutes?”

he slowly nods and sniffles, you praise, “good job, honey… we can progress each day, okay?

the boy nods again, mumbling, “okay,” and tries to get closer to your body.

there is a moment of silence, you think for a moment, “there’s not a lot of good lookin’ oni, lloyd. you’re lucky… you’re real handsome, oni form and not.”

he chuckles, “i’ll believe that when jay doesn’t rant anymore.” you can feel the soft moving of his face against your chest.

you giggle, “seems like that isn’t anytime soon… but it’s good to see you’re coming back to yourself.”

he nods, smiling against your body. you trace patterns on his back, his breathing evens and he doesn’t sniffle anymore. you look down to see his eyes closed.

you smile, you’ve never seen him this calm before. his face looks relaxed for once, he must’ve been tired for years, he needed social interaction and affection.

you close your eyes, stopping your hand from tracing marks on his back. you feel yourself drift into sleep, your arm still over lloyd’s back.

as an hour passes, garmadon finds himself walking to lloyd’s room. he stands at the door, waiting to hear any noise. seconds then minutes pass by, so he slowly slides open the door. he pokes his head into the room, peeking in to see if his son was there.

seeing trash and clothes all over the floor, he softly sighs. he turns his head to the bed, lloyd’s green covers are elevated, he sees a fully transformed oni, who he guessed is you. to your side, his son’s head is on your chest, he looks different than how he normally does.

garmadon finally understands, his son is stressed out about his oni form, how he looks. but all he can focus on is how he’s intruded on such a vulnerable moment.

he smiles, slowly sliding the door once again and walking to the meditation room. he plans to tell wu that lloyd is being comforted by you, he suspects the two of you will be out of the room in a few hours.

[darkficsyouneveraskedfor]

Sunshine, Lollipops, and Rainbows 1

Warnings: non/dubcon, clashing personalities, exclusion, and other dark elements. My username actually says you never asked for any of this.

Characters: moody boy Curtis Everett x bubbly, plus-size reader

My warnings are not exhaustive but be aware this is a dark fic and may include potentially triggering topics. Please use your common sense when consuming content. I am not responsible for your decisions.

As usual, I would appreciate any and all feedback. I’m happy to once more go on this adventure with all of you! Thank you in advance for your comments and for reblogging.

It’s your first day at work. Your nerves have simmered over to a nice whirlwind. Even as you sit at your desk, going through the various training materials. You haven’t managed to calm down. Your heart is beating so fast.

Everyone’s been nice. You don’t know why you’re jittering. Like your mother says, you’re overthinking, and like your father says, you need to sit still. You grab the armrests and try to make yourself stop moving. It only makes you want to boil over.

You swivel back and forth and look at your coworkers. They’re all so busy like bees in a hive. They know exactly what they’re doing and you still feel lost as you sift through endless SOPs and corporate training videos.

You see a woman with purplish red curls with a mug, steam curling over the brim. Ah, that’s a good excuse for a break. You still need to figure out the office coffee machine. Daniella, your supervisor, briefly pointed it out during her tour. It’s one of those fancy industrial pod brewers.

You stand and nearly skip between the desks. Be cool. You slow your pace and hold your shoulders straight, your squared toed kitten heels clacking on the tile. You poke your head into the kitchen and find only one other employee inside.

The man’s shoulders are broad and straight as he stares silently at the coffee machine. It grinds and spurts out dark coffee. You come up next to him to peruse the spinning rack of pods, tapping your chin as you think. You peek over at him.

“Hi,” you smile, “any recommendations?”

His pale blue eyes meet yours for an instant before quickly flicking back to his cup. A plain black porcelain mug without any decoration or glitz. You already know which cup you want to bring in; the one that looks like a honey pot and has a small lid resembling a bear sticking his head out with a little honeycomb stitch between his ears.

You take one of the paper cups and a pod of the butterscotch twist. You stand back and wait your turn. He scowls as if mentally urging the cup to fill.

“I’m…” you introduce yourself, “I just started over in Research and Development.”

He doesn’t respond. He puts his hands behind him, clutching them tightly as his forearms tense. The tendons bulge out beneath his skin. His sleeves are rolled to his elbows, a grey button up with black trousers. A bit grim but an aesthetic for sure. There’s several rings on his fingers as they curl around each other.

“It’s my first day,” you continue the one-sided conversation, “so… that’s why you never saw me before.”

He growls and grabs his cup as the machine dings. He doesn’t acknowledge you as he turns on his heel and marches out. You watch his back and shrug, blowing out between your lips. You get it, some people aren’t the social type.

You put your cup under the spout and tap the touchscreen. It takes you a lot of poking around to figure out how to brew the coffee. You step back and wait. Caffeine should definitely help your nerves… fuel them at least.

💗

Lunchtime comes and you grab your bento box and head down to the cafeteria. Daniella said you could eat your desk if you wished but you need a break from the screen. Besides, you notice that most people don’t.

You enter the cafeteria. There are tables here and there but they’re already crowded. You notice a few people from your department and head over to that table. Tammy moves her bag onto the seat before you can claim it. You frown and apologise as you back away.

Hmm.

You look around. You don’t know anyone. You don’t mind making new friends but it’s like high school all over again. Everyone has their clique and you’re just wandering in between.

Your gaze falls on the only table with more than one seat free. There’s a single person sitting at it, his head down as he runs his hand over his close cut hair. Hey, it’s… that guy. He didn’t give you his name.

You cross the room and near a chair, putting your hand on the back of it as you hover by the table.

“Hi, um, do you mind if I sit here?”

His eyes dart up and he says nothing. He shrugs and sits back, smoothing out the pages of the book in front of him. You sit, your bento box clanging loudly as you do. You give a sheepish smile as he clears his throat but doesn’t look at you.

You flip back the clasp and pop open the lid. He shifts in his chair as you take out your plastic cutlery from the little compartment. You try to be quiet but you can’t help but hit the fork off the side.

You look over at him. He has only his empty mug and a half-eaten protein bar. You look back at your colourful medley of food. Maybe he’s on a diet.

“Do you like hummus?” You ask.

He doesn’t look up. You bite your lip. You’re just being friendly but maybe he’s not hungry.

“Um, uh, you remember me?” You poke at your couscous, “from the kitchen? I didn’t get your name.”

He sighs and turns the page. You nod. Not much of a talker. You let your fork lean on the edge of the bento and grab the sides of your chair, scraping it closer. He snarls and finally looks at you.

You stop and show your teeth like a threatened animal. His jaw clenches and he refocus on his book. You stir the couscous and take a bite, swallowing as your curiosity piques.

“What are you read–”

“I’m not,” he grits and shuts the book without marking the page.

He stands and pockets the protein bar, swiping up his mug and book. You gape at him, stunned. You don’t know why he’s so upset. You’re just trying to be polite. He storms away and you frown at your food. Well, you’ve always got a friend in snacks!

[syluscore]

I need a part 2 for Dinner and a Show!! 💗 Mean Leon >>>>>>

Encore

Leon Kennedy x fem! Reader x Chris Redfield

PART ONE

Word count: 2646

Content warnings: sex toy, public sex, mean leon, switch leon, begging, teasing, unaware third participant, third person joining in, public orgasm, dominant chris, degrading, praise, bisexual men, bisexual awakening, chreon action, threesome, blowjob, oral (male receiving), male giving blowjob, p in v sex, unprotected sex, hair pulling, overstimulation, the men kiss each other, eiffel tower

This story heavily contains male on male content. Bon appetit my loves.

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You gripped Leon’s arm tightly, pulling his attention away from the group he’s currently speaking with.

“Yes?” He speaks quietly, only loud enough for you to hear. 

You lean your head into his shoulder, your mouth just inches from his ear. “Can I speak to you in private?” His face is pressed against yours and you feel him smirk at your question. A few seconds passed without a response from him. “Please.”

“What do you need to talk to me about?”

“Please,” you plead with him softly. 

He finally nods his head and excuses you two from the group. Both of your arms are wrapped around his right arm, your hands cradling his hand between them. 

He walks slowly, smiling and waving at various people. You tighten your grip on him, urging him to hurry up, but he ignores it. 

A few painstakingly long minutes later and he finally pulls you into a secluded hallway just off of the party. You press your face deep into his chest and let out a pitiful whimper into his suit jacket. He reaches out his hand, cupping your chin and pulling your gaze up to meet his.

“Is something the matter, baby?” He feigns innocence with his cooing tone. You look up at him and give your best death glare.

“Turn it off,” your voice is serious, hoping you can convey the urgency with your statement.

He laughs meanly. “Why would I do that?”

“I don’t care that it’s on the lowest setting, Leon. It’s uncomfortable. I can’t stand it any longer. Just please. Please help me.” You're begging him at this point, but you have no other options. You can’t focus, you can’t stand still. You can feel the constant gentle vibrations throughout your whole body. It’s nauseating. It’s downright cruel at this point.

Leon hums in response as he finally pulls the remote out of his pocket.

“The lowest setting isn’t working for you? Here, maybe this will help.”

You throw your head back as your legs threaten to give out beneath you. The vibrations kick up and send all of your nerves into a frenzy. He chuckles as you rock your hips, unsure of what you’re looking for. More friction or less. Any relief.

“Hey, you two alright?” A deep voice calls out from deeper down the hallway as footsteps approach. Leon’s gaze shoots towards the voice, smiling casually.

“Yeah, we’re perfect.” Leon assures him.

As he gets closer and you shift your focus to the figure. Realization dawns on you as you recognize the man. It could’ve been anybody, there’s hundreds of people at this damn party. But of course it’s Chris fucking Redfield. The man you bring up to tease Leon. Years ago you had a small schoolgirl crush on him and for some reason you confided in Leon about it. Crucial mistake, but you take your power back by teasing Leon right back.

You silently beg whatever higher power may be listening to get Chris out of this fucking hallway. But nobody must be listening because now Chris stands just a few feet away from you two.

“Now that I think about it, can you help me with something Chris?” Leon runs his thumb across the remote still in his hand. “I’m trying to figure out how to work this remote, but I’m not sure if it’s even working at all.” 

Leon hands the remote to Chris as you shoot a terrified look his way. The remote is officially out of his control and in a clueless Chris’ hands.

“What does it even go to?” Chris looks at the little remote puzzled. It’s a tiny thing, with a power button and then two buttons that look similar to volume keys. He gazes up at Leon who just shrugs in response.

Chris holds down one of the buttons and the vibrations stop completely. You let out a sigh of relief as you try to steady your heart beat again. 

“Does the other button do anything?”

Your eyes widen at Leon’s prompting, obviously trying to get Chris to turn the vibrations back on.

Before you can stop him, your eyes are rolling into the back of your head and your knees give out. You collapse against Leon’s chest, unable to hold yourself up. You’re panting heavily as you grip Leon’s shirt again.

“What the fuck is this?” Chris looks between the two of you and the remote. His face scrunched up in confusion.

You’re unable to hold back a long whine from escaping your mouth. Leon tries to hold you steady, but you go limp as pleasure courses through you. You fall to your knees, pulling Leon down with you.

Chris must finally catch up with what’s happening. “Leon, what the fuck?” He spits out angrily before holding down the other button completely turning the vibrator down again.

You whimper as you’re pulled back from the edge. You were so close and now you’re unable to think clearly. You reach out for Chris’ arm and grip pathetically.

“Please.” You repeat the word over and over, begging him to turn it back on, to give you what Leon’s been denying you.

Chris stares into your watery eyes, trying to process what you’re asking him. He holds the button, turning the vibrations up to the max.

You throw your head back and pant, “Yes, oh my god, yes. I’m gonna, fuck I’m gonna fucking come. Oh god, oh fuck, yes, yes, I’m coming. I’m coming.” 

Your body trembles as the waves of your climax crash through you.

One of your hands is still clinging to Chris’ arm while the other clings to Leon’s shirt. Your arms are shaking but your hands are locked tight. You begin to whine as overstimulation sets in, almost curling in on yourself at the sensations.

Leon taunts you, “You were begging me to turn it off a few minutes ago, then you begged him to turn it back on, and now you want it off again? Make up your mind, would you?”

Tears start flowing from your eyes and you look up at Chris who mumbles a curse and shuts the toy off again. With the vibrations finally stopping, you take deep breaths and finally start to relax your aching muscles.

Chris scowls down at you, “Get up, now. Both of you.”

Leon stands and holds a hand out to help you up, but Chris swats it away, offering up his hands for you instead. He pulls you up on your shaky legs, smoothing your hair before intertwining your fingers with his.

He reaches out and grabs Leon’s hand with his spare one, pulling both of you after him.

You reach the end of the hallway, Chris looking around to ensure no one sees you three before opening the door and rushing both of you inside. You enter the room and stand by Leon as Chris shuts the door behind him and leans against it.

You look at the floor, shame causing your skin to heat up.

“Look at me.” Chris speaks firmly, leaving no room for argument. You slowly raise your head up to meet his gaze as he looks between you and Leon. “You both think you’re so clever? Not taking the party I’m hosting seriously. This is a work event, but I doubt either of you need that reminder.”

You slowly shake your head. “I’m sorry, Chris. It wasn’t my intention to disrespect you.”

He sighs. “What am I going to do with you?” He crosses his arms. His stare is so intense it has you avoiding meeting his eyes again. “Strip.”

Your eyes dart back to him, but you’re not the one to speak.

“Wait, what? What are you doing, Chris?” Leon questions disbelievingly, not sure if he heard that right.

Chris chuckles at him. “You too, pretty boy. Both of you naked and on your knees. Now.”

You look over at Leon who once again is just shrugging in response, undoing the button on his suit jacket and pulling it off.

“Um, can someone unzip me?” You ask shyly, giving your back to them. Chris is immediately behind you, fiddling with the zipper on your dress.

In less than a minute, you and Leon are stripped completely bare and on your knees in front of Chris. He stares down at you two, an amused look on his face. 

He undoes the buckle on his belt before slowly pulling it off completely. The movement pulls your attention down to his groin for the first time and you see his cock straining in his pants. Based on the bulge at eye level with you, you can already tell he’s massive.

You glance over at Leon and see him holding a stare with Chris.

“Take my dick out.” Chris demands. Leon turns to look at you, but Chris reaches out and turns his face back towards him. “I was talking to you.”

Leon’s Adam's apple bobs as he swallows nervously. You can’t do anything besides stare as Leon leans forward and reaches his hand into Chris’ pants. You whimper at the sight and Chris looks over at you with a devilish smirk. 

“You like that, do you? You want to see your husband play with my cock?”

You nod immediately.

Leon looks in your direction, confusion lacing his stare. He hadn’t anticipated anything like this happening. He thought he’d embarrass you and Chris would be disgusted, maybe never speaking to you again. What could shut you up more than that? If you ever mentioned Chris again, he’d just laugh and know he wouldn’t come near either of you by his own free will.

But now you’re both on your knees for him and Leon isn’t ready to acknowledge how fucking hard he is right now. He turns back to Chris, biting his lip as he pulls his cock out of his trousers. You both stare at his now exposed cock amazed. He’s so thick, the definition of a fat cock. Your mind wanders as you think about how much you’d like to suck it. And secretly, Leon fantasizes about how much he wants to as well. 

Everyone in the room is on the same wavelength apparently.

“Now who’s going to be the first to suck my cock? And don’t worry. Everyone will get their turn, but perhaps my volunteer will be on my good side tonight.”

Without hesitation, you crawl forward until your mouth is right in front of his cock. You look up at him with wide eyes and he nods at you approvingly.

You poke your tongue out of your mouth, flicking the tip of it along the head of his cock. His hand reaches out and grabs a fistfull of your hair, guiding you until your mouth is wrapped around his tip.

“There you go. Being such a good girl for me. Show him how to suck my cock.”

You whimper around his length, taking it deeper into your mouth. As you pull your head back, Leon can see how you’ve coated his dick in saliva. He’s transfixed, lost in a daze as he watches.

You swirl your tongue around Chris’ shaft and his head falls back as he groans loudly. His head snaps back up and he gently pulls your head from his length.

“I’m gonna give your husband a taste now, okay?”

You nod enthusiastically, scooting over to make room for Leon. Leon slowly moves himself until he’s positioned before Chris’ dick. You can see how nervous he is and reach your hand out, holding his gently and caressing it reassuringly.

“You know how you like it, right? Just replicate that. He’ll teach you what he likes.” You smile at him and he smiles back, nodding his head.

He takes a deep breath before leaning forward, wrapping his wet lips around Chris’ tip. He starts to bob his head as he takes his cock deeper into his mouth. 

“That’s it. Good boy.” Chris praises Leon causing him to whimper pathetically as he stares up into Chris’ eyes. “You suck dick like a professional.”

Now it’s you lost in a daze, your core throbbing and leaking your arousal as you watch the two of them. Leon’s movements are more enthusiastic as he becomes more and more comfortable. Chris’ fingers are tangled in his hair, guiding him until his cock is in the back of his throat.

Leon fights back tears as he tries not to gag, but they break past his lash line.

You can’t hold yourself back anymore. You nuzzle yourself next to Leon, bringing your mouth to Chris’ balls as you suck them into your mouth.

“Oh fuck, look at the two of you. So fucking desperate.”

Leon pulls off his cock and sucks on Chris’ balls as you take his length into your mouth, alternating back and forth.

Chris backs away from the two of you, leaving you both staring up at him as drool coats your chins.

Chris points at you, “You on your hands and knees.” Then he turns to Leon, “And you fuck her mouth while I take her from behind.”

Leon’s instantly shooting up off the floor and hurrying over to the bed and you follow after him, barely able to keep up. Leon positions himself on his knees as you crawl up to him. Chris positions himself behind you as Leon starts thrusting into your mouth.

Chris lets out a laugh behind you. “Almost forgot.” He reaches inside of you and pulls out the idle vibrator. “Clean this up for me, will you?” 

Chris shoves the toy in Leon’s face and forces it between his lips. Leon whines as he sucks your juices off the toy, continuing to fuck your mouth at a punishing pace.

You feel Chris line up with your hole and it takes all of your power to not push yourself back into him. Thankfully, you didn’t have to find inner will power for long as Chris suddenly thrusts all the way into you.

Your mind goes numb as Leon fucks your face and Chris fucks you from behind. You’re so full and it feels so fucking good.

Leon and Chris stare at each other as they fuck you from either side. Chris grabs the back of Leon’s head and presses his forehead into his. They stay like that, breathing in each other’s air as they fuck you faster and harder. 

You’re fast approaching your high, Chris hitting that sweet spot inside of you that has your eyes rolling into the back of your head.

Leon’s close too, his thrusts becoming sloppy as he continues to stare at Chris.

Suddenly, Chris brings Leon’s mouth to his own, locking him into a searing kiss. That’s all it takes for Leon to begin shooting his load down your throat. The taste of Leon sending your orgasm crashing through your body and the clenching of your walls sends Chris over the edge as well.

Leon slowly pulls himself out of your mouth before collapsing on the bed. Chris pulls himself out of your spent pussy and you follow after Leon, throwing yourself on his chest.

You both lay there holding each other, trying to catch your breath.

A throat clears from the foot of the bed and you both look up, seeing Chris standing there fully dressed as if nothing just happened.

“You’re mine now. I’ll be in touch.” And then Chris is out the door, turning the lock before shutting it behind him. You and Leon look at each other exasperated. Did that really just happen?

Neither of you speak as you pull your clothes back on and fix your appearances.

As you begin walking towards the door, Leon grabs you by the arm and pulls you into his chest. His lips lock onto yours and you sloppily make out with him. 

Yeah. That really just happened.

~masterlist~

[siriustaylorsversion]

A Taylor Swift x reader social media au PLEASE! I know that you're a swiftie so maybe the release of midnights with songs being about the reader and the reader also being a singer. face claim- selena gomez?

oh my god!! i have the best idea and as always... taylena>>>> requests open enjoy!

PART 2 PART 3 PART 4

𝖘𝖍𝖊'𝖘 𝖆𝖑𝖜𝖆𝖞𝖘 𝖔𝖜𝖓𝖊𝖉 𝖒𝖞 𝖍𝖊𝖆𝖗𝖙

taylorswift

taylorswift Midnights, the stories of 13 sleepless nights scattered throughout my life, will be out October 21. Meet me at midnight. liked by yourname.official, blakelively and 8,135,006 others.

yourname.official i say that's my baby and i'm proud 🥺

taylorswift 💕 forever.more their friendship >>>>>> tay.y/nslover they are my favorite thing in the whole world istg!

blakelively i heard it before you did ;)

yourname.official i was there DURING the process y/n_sink wait they were toGETHER?! sadist.sinks oh my god, I'M HEALED

tomholland2013 you guys did not just hear the scream that @yourname.official just scrumpt.....

y/n.official it'S TS10 STFU- tay.y/nforevermore they're like siblings 😭

yourname.official

yourname.official i am so so honoured to be able to say that i will be featuring in a song with my heart (my hips, my body, my love) @taylorswift... trust me, you're all not ready for this. remember it. october 21st. liked by taylorswift, zendaya and 5,09,800 others.

taylorswift this has to be my favorite song... not only because it is the best on the album but because it has the most talented artist i've ever met in my life...

yourname.official i loVE YOU- forever.more the MUSIC INDUSTRY called it the best song? okay, HOW LONG IS OCTOBER 21ST GONNA TAKE??!! SHEAKWDBGJEDBEFKJSHF

blakelively new favorite song???

tomholland2013 you've bribed her haven't you? YOU? BEST SONG?

yourname.official oh hush, you're just jealous. zendaya atleast she figured out how you get the girl... y/n.sink wHOT?

e!news

e!news "she's my best friend, and means the most to me in the world... being able to make music with her would be the greatest blessing ever i mean, she's TAYLOR SWIFT, i guess everyone has a girl crush on her!" - y/n y/l/n, 2019

"oh she's my favorite person in the world, she owns my heart. i love her so so much... i could never have come here without her."

" i am so so honoured to be able to say that i will be featuring in a song with my heart (my hips, my body, my love)" - y/n y/l/n, 2022 liked by taylorswift, sabrinacarpenter and 1,09,800 others.

e!news after zendaya teased a 'how you get the girl' lyric in the comments of y/n y/l/n's new post, fans have lost it thinking the former best friends of more than a decade have finally taken a step forward.

taylorswift

taylorswift this is the BIGGEST thank you to all the people who've helped me in these past few years... jack, aaron, blake, ryan, gigi, mom, dad, olivia, merideth,benji, y/n and all the others who've stayed with me and supported me. midnights is officially out and i love you all so much! enjoy...

yourname.official oh my god, look at my talented gf 😌

forever.more GIRLFRIEND????????? blakelively oh, finally!! tomholland2013 taylorswift her?! taylorswift zendaya him?!

ememyers Can we talk abt her eyes?😭 or better her everything?😭💗

costataylorsversion omg i feel like a proud mom???????

snehit.13 more like she and y/n.official are our moms.... yourname.official okay, idk how that's so funny but exciting at the same time??!!

forever.more

forever.more Y/N CALLED BLONDIE HER WIFE IS THIS THE CONFIRMATION WE SO DESPERATELY NEEDED??? p.s. did you like midnights? (I'M IN LOVE WITH IT) liked by e!news, taylorswift and 300,405 others.

donna'sversion icons, queens, lovers everything and more!!!!!!!!

costataylorsversion 🧣💕💕🥺💘

ememyers Just heard it on a plane….. damn it was so raw and so honest!

satanicmoosic LOVE THIS DUO THEY'RE EVERYTHING OH MY GOD MY HEART IS GONNA BURST SWEET NOTHING?? MAROON?? SERENDIPITY?? THEY REACHED RIGHT INTO MY CHEST AND PULLED MY HEART OUT.

taylorswift

taylorswift didn't read the note on the polaroid picture... they don't know how much i miss her... liked by yourname.official, blakelively and 7,90,600 others. comments on this post have been limited

yourname.official

yourname.official if you kiss me would it be just like i dreamed it? will it patch your broken wings? liked by taylorswift, tomholland2013 and 5,09,080 others.

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part 2? maybe more for the tour? idk...

have a good day <33

[dreamwritersworld]

Once innocent. (sully family x reader)

Hi! Just a reminder that this is a mini series to show the deeper sides of Y/n’s life BEFORE “The chore” :) I did add some twdg scenes and put it into their situation because I loved the idea and I hope you do too! 💗

Ronal and Tonowari weren’t the only ones who took care of Y/n. There was once Rey’akana. He fought alongside Jake, he had always noticed how Y/n was often not watched or talked to. He also noticed how she would sit from a far watching how people worked and then running into the forest giggling and excited. He did not know what she did after she left but today he’d follow.

She was walking around the war party group after they had came back from fighting, viewing how healers went to work. She became interested on how the warriors fought, how they protected themselves. Protecting yourself was very important step to learn as a child but Y/n’s parents never taught her. So Y/n asked questions “what is your arrow made of? Who made it?” Or “when shooting what did you aim for?” Majority of the warriors smiled and turned an eye, not Rey’akana. He actually told her every detail for her question and she smiled sweetly with a ‘thank you’. Instantly she ran into the forest to retrieve her 2 arrows and old bow she had stolen from her mother. She was in her own world when training, pretending every situation was real. It was escape to Y/n.

“What are you doing little one? I can assure you that is not how you handle a bow.” He found amusement in her determination. Y/n smiled shy, scared not wanting to get in trouble by her parents but also curious as to if the man was willing to help. Why not just ask? “How should it be held then? Can you teach me? Please” and he did. When he asked about who took care of her and why they hadn’t trained her, his heart broke at how the girl hadn’t realized what was going on or why it was wrong for her parents to not pay her mind, she thought it was normal. “My story is actually very funny! Since I am a child my dad always insists we play hide n seek as soon as I approach him. And I’m alwayssss it! He’s tried hiding everywhere and I’ll alwaysss find him! Every time I did, he’d jus brush it off, saying he’s doing something important and walks away. Since we’re always playing he doesn’t really have time to train me neither does my mom, they kinda just train the boys and Kiri but it’s ok! I’ll figure it out!” The young girl let’s giggles out as if it was normal..? Her heart and mind is so innocent and was too kind to be treated the way she was “I need to practice more! I’m gonna be a warrior and healer some day!” And Rey’akana smiled and gave the girl a hug providing a promise to Y/n.

“I’ll train you. We will meet everyday. I’ll protect you.” Y/n was so excited to have someone teach her. “Ok! Thank you! We can meet tomorrow and I’ll even bring a surprise! I should head home now, eclipse is coming soon!” Rey’akana offered to take the little girl home safely and when she was entering the home he had noticed how everyone was laughing, her parents playing with her siblings as if the little girl wasn’t out by herself and not apart of the family. He watched her walk in and no one even greeted her or spared a look.

That night Y/n beaded a bracelet with pretty purple sequences, something she found in her adventures and grew to always use when beading, it somewhat became a signature for her. When the time came for Rey’akana to train her again the next day. He was gifted the bracelet and had swore to wear it everyday for her. They always had conversations at the end of their training. It soon became a routine.

Last night he heard Jake scolding Y/n about Kiri’s Bracelet being broken…? During training it was obvious Y/n was in her own head. She was still confused as to what happened last night, why was she yelled at for Loak breaking Kiri’s bracelet and why didn’t Jake listen to her when she said it wasn’t her who broke it..? As they walked home in comfortable silence, he watched Y/n while she observed the forest as if it was her first time seeing it. The way Y/n observed life always amazed him. He decided it was the perfect time to bring up what happened “…did you so happen to break your sisters bracelet?” Y/n looked up surprised with slight sadness in her eyes “no…did my dad say I did? He’s just always blaming me for stuff.” This makes him immediately more curious as to how Y/n’s home life really was. “Like what?” Y/n answers the question immediately “putting a bug on Loak’s pillow…?” He looked at her in amusement. “Did you do that?” She laughs and gives a satisfied answer “yes! But only because he didn’t admit that he was the one who broke Kiri’s bracelet and he just let me get yelled at. Even though I told dad Loak did it!” He gave a saddened smiled but soon laughed with her as she discussed the story of how she even placed the bug in his pillow perfectly in his face. She returned home and now he was walking back to his. He couldn’t help but think how Y/n should learn at least another level of survival. Like learning how to shoot a gun, just the basics. If he wasn’t teaching her this who would..? He knew all about survival. He also knew how being a warrior himself he went out to war risking his life every time, he wanted to come to a stop and maybe it’ll buy him time with the innocent child he now took care of.

He met up with Y/n at the same time they always do everyday. “When your older and want to become a warrior like you said you were going to…your gonna need to know how to protect yourself.” Y/n giggled and said “I know how to shoot arrows already!” Rey’akana smiled at the excited girl in front of him “more like shooting a gun Y/n…it’ll just be a one time thing for now, it’s just to get you used to it ok? Then when your older you will handle it on your own.” Y/n shares a nervous look as he hands her the gun. “…it’s heavyyyy.” Y/n says. Rey’akana then gives her tips and shows her how the gun should be handled. Their couple of practice shots came to an end as Rey’akana said she should be good enough to try again in a couple years, this was just to get her comfortable and not scared of the gun. “How do you feel about the gun?” Y/n looks down at her hands taking in her next words “…well my hands hurt and my ears have noise in them like eeeeeeeee” He laughed as they went about their conversation agreeing to meet each other tomorrow like normal.

However the next day Y/n rushed to him as soon as he about to leave the healing aid area “Rey’akana! I got invited to play with the girls over there! Is it ok if we skip training today?” Says the girl with the most widest smile ever “Of course Y/n anytime.” He watched as the little girl ran away and the Tsahik smiled at the scene, finally seeing a smile on her granddaughter’s face.

An hour later from seeing Y/n he hears girls laughing while hearing Y/n say “it’s not that bad! My mom just doesn’t have time to do my hair…” One girl laughs and says “So why is Kiri’s hair always done? Ha maybe she just doesn’t want to do your hair because of how messy it is!” Y/n shakes her head and walks away immediately jumping at the sight of Rey’akana “oh, what are you doing here? Do we have time to train? Can we?” Rey’akana agrees especially after witnessing what he just saw. Maybe he can help you?

20 minutes of training goes by and Rey’akana can’t shake the feeling that you were being made fun of, for the hair your mom let go on too long despite you asking for help. “Let’s take a break yea?” Y/n looks up unsure but still agrees “so your probably not gonna like this” y/n gives a saddened look “oh no, what happened?” Rey’akana is quick to reply with “Nothing, we have to talk about your hair. I heard what the girls said to you.” Y/n gave a mad look as she said “that’s not nice! Are you saying it’s messy and ugly too..?” Rey’akana returns a saddened smile and says “no-“ y/n cuts this off by saying “cause it is…kinda” he looks at her worryingly “I could do it for you so they don’t upset you anymore” y/n gives a sigh but agrees although Y/n suggests they get flowers and beads to add onto the hair and he complies. As they are searching for the perfect flower, Rey’akana reaches towards a pretty neon flower that glows until Y/n puts him to a stop “Wait Rey’akana! Don’t touch that one! It makes you have this weird reaction and it’s gross!” Rey’akana looks up amused at the child “…Did you touch it?” Y/n looks down with an ashamed face “…i don’t know” they’re search comes to a stop since they got enough materials for the hair. Settling down to start y/s hair.

A worried y/n manages to ask the question that’s on her mind “…do you know how to do this?” He considers it, I mean he has had his own mother do his hair many times, and he watched her do it to his sisters “How hard could it be?” Y/n looks down while shaking her head “I’m gonna look like an animal.” He laughs and says “shush child you’ll be just fine.” Time passed and Y/n loved her hair she jumped around with the biggest smile “Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Your the best Rey’akana!” They share a hug and Rey’akana drops her off home telling her she’ll still be able to meet him after he goes to battle. “Ok! Then you can tell me all the things that happened it’d be cool to learn from what you saw others do! Good night Rey’akana!”

The next day come and the war party was returning back and this time Y/n waited for Rey’akana instead of meeting them at their training area. The injured were taken to the healing tent but Y/n hadn’t seen them since she turned around to pick up the new necklace and beads she was ready to show Rey’akana as her gift to him. She turned back as the people emptied out but no Rey’akana..? Where was he? So she asked around “have you seen Rey’akana? Do you know where he is?” That was until she got to Rey’akana partner that he works with and she smiled and said “you must know where Rey’akana is! Can you tell me?” The man looks down giving her a saddened look, knowing Rey’akana took great care of the girl that he now knows an entire backstory of because that’s all Rey’akana ever talked about now. “He’s in the healing aid tent kiddo, you shouldn’t go” Y/n smile quickly falls as she ran into the healing area frantically searching, quickly passing all tables until she saw her grandmother who had agreed to stay with Rey’akana who’s shot in the chest trying to hold onto his life, as there is nothing she can do anymore.

“Rey’akana! No, no please. I need you.” The little girl comes close holding onto his hand. “You’re strong Y/n ,you can do anything. Your gonna see bad stuff but it’s ok.” She gets teary eyes scared that he’s parting away so soon “M-my parents it’s so horrible” he replies with “oh I can just imagine sunshine.” Sadness in his voice. “…a-and now you. Please. Please don’t leave me . Please don’t go.” His heart breaks as he holds her hand trying to get the strength to talk to her during his last moments “Keep practicing sunshine, I need you to enjoy your life ok? Don’t let anyone push you around. I’ll always be there with you. I’ll watch you at the same time everyday while you train. I’ll be there every step of the way while you become the great warrior you were always meant to be, the role you’ve been working so hard for. I need you to live Y/n. I need you to that for me Y/n that’s your job now. Oel ngati kameie, sunshine. You made a great impact on me.” He said that before the lights went out and Y/n’s life flashed seeing the adult who took care of here for a good couple of months and kept her safe, slip away in her hands. There it was the most painful cries and no one even knew why the once happy curious girl stopped coming around. Only the soldiers who had paid her mind because of all the great words Rey’akana had spoken of her. The sweet child who had all the strength and determination to keep going. Her eyes, were once innocent.

This is not the finally part of this series this is just the beginning! 💓 hope you enjoyed sweet moments of young Y/n!

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[damiansgoodgirll]

Hi love 💕 can you please write reader x damian where she has like a chronic illness \ pain and she has some of those days where all she wants is to be taken care of? thank you 💗💗💗

wrote this with high fever so probably not the best :(

damian priest x reader

one of those days

being in that car accident when you were seven really fucked up your life. you were lucky to even be still alive, only getting out of it with bad injuries but nothing worse. expect your dream of being a wrestler fading away.

you grew up watching wrestling with your family. your dad was a fan. your mom was a fan too and you grew being a fan too. you remember asking wrestlemania tickets every year for christmas, nothing more.

but you knew that after being stuck in bed for over a year did nothing but more damage to your body.

it was a really bad accident, leaving you with the worst back pain you’ve ever felt. you thought it was going to go away but it never did. growing up the pain became stronger to the point you had to stay weeks away from school because you couldn’t even move. your dream of being a wrestler completely faded away but your lucky star made your wish come true anyway.

you were a sport journalist and even if you worked for hockey, baseball, football and basketball somehow you ended up hosting a wwe post game show. and that was everything you ever dreamed of.

you had the chance to meet amazing people, new friends and even the love of your life.

at first it was scary having to host interviews with the judgment day but in the end you found out they were the most caring and loving people you’ve ever met. you and rhea bonded immediately. she was the first to know about your pain and about the accident that happened and she made you promise to always call her in case you needed anything. same thing happened with finn and dom. with damian things were a little different. he fell in love with you the moment he saw you and he wanted everyone to know that he was in love. he started from giving you coffee in the morning to offering you lunches and dinners. he loved picking you up in the morning and taking you back home at night. he just loved being in your presence.

and you ended up falling for him too.

he always took care of you in a way no one ever did. not only about the physical pain. he knew you. he knew how to listen to you. he knew how to read you and that was all that mattered to you.

it was one of those morning where you were lucky you didn’t have to leave the house for work that day because you just spent the worst sleepless night ever.

your back was hurting once again and you couldn’t even move your legs to go to the bathroom.

“is everything okay princesa?” damian asked when he saw you trying to move your position in bed.

“just one of those days…”

“here let me help you” he smiled at you, moving his arms under your back, making sure to not hit the spot that hurts you. he helped you sitting more comfortably in bed, positioning some pillows under your back and under your head.

“thank you” you smiled at him.

“it’s my pleasure, do you need anything else? water? something to eat?” he asked softly, making sure he wasn’t overwhelming you.

“i’m okay, thanks” you whispered “can you just hug me?” you shyly asked him.

his heart melted at the sound of your soft and sweet voice “of course love” he said, helping you moving towards his body so now you were laying on his chest while his hands went to your back, gently massaging it.

“does it hurt?” he asked.

“today more than yesterday…it’s normal tho…i just have bad days too”

“i know…i just wish you didn’t have those days…whatever you need i’m here, food, water, a hot bath, just say it and i’ll make everything possible” he smiled at you.

“can we just stay like this forever?”

“as you wish my queen” he laughed making you laugh too.

“i just love you so much damian…thank you for always being here for me”

“te amo mi amor…so much” he whispered when he saw you relaxing against his chest and closing your eyes once again.

he never thought he would find love but you came and proved him wrong.

[thejujvtsupost]

Collar Crimes -> Pouring Rain

It’s technically not April (when i originally planned to write this) but life happens. I’m thinking the next one is gonna be how they met but lmk if you guys want something else. 💗

Notes: some of reader’s insecurities come out, Suguru’s a sweetheart, talks of violence and very light gore.

“Sweetheart?”

“‘M sorry! I’ll come back later- uh I’ll see you at home!”

(On a completely unrelated note, calling you sweetheart in front of everyone made your cheeks flush and heart flutter just the tiniest bit.)

This would be the first time you’ve interrupted his business. You should have knocked and now, on top of the humiliation of dripping water everywhere, you embarrassed yourself.

It was rare for you to go to Suguru‘s office, and certainly not unattended and unprompted. His building was closer to your evening class on campus than the penthouse and you were shivering and cold and completely soaked from the pouring rain.

Well, the rain wouldn’t have been so bad if it weren’t dark or for the car that drove by and drenched you.

“Leave.”

You flinched at his tone and bit your lip to stop it from trembling. You couldn’t let yourself cry in front of everyone and make it worse, you screwed up more than enough. Your head was already down and you were on your way out the door as fast as you could but you were blocked by the bodies of the other men leaving the room.

Oh. He meant the people he was meeting with, to your relief. Maybe he wasn’t too mad then?

“Not you bunny, c’mere. What happened? You must be freezing.” Warm arms wrapped around your shivering frame and held you close uncaring if he got wet too, a kiss to your forehead helped calm your anxiety from your interruption.

“I’m sorry for barging in, no one was out at the desk to tell me you were busy so I thought it was okay. I didn’t know- ” you were guided to the desk and onto the surface while he looked for something in the closet— a change of clothes.

“I don’t care about that, you’re always my first priority so never apologize. Why are you wet, sweetheart? I thought you had your seven pm class.”

“I did, but its raining so hard and my phone died so I couldn’t call anyone for a ride and my friends already left and I didn’t have an umbrella and I figured I’d just walk and try to be quick but then a car splashed me and I was so cold and tired and-” you took a big breath to calm down and stop rambling, “It was too much- dark too, and this was closer than going straight home.” You still felt bad for interrupting his meeting, but the warmer you got the less you regretted it.

Suguru closed the blinds to his office hummed in sympathy. (he never liked those damn friends of yours, they never valued you enough in his opinion and the fact that they left you there without even offering a ride only proved that) and started helping you out of the wet clothes clinging to your skin before placing them in a plastic bag to take home later. “You have my clothes here?”

He smiled, “You know I’m always prepared, but I figured they’d come in handy at some point. It’s just an outfit or two in a go bag for emergencies.” Your heart swelled, he was always so thoughtful when it came to you . “I got a few blankets and pillow too after you fell asleep here the first time, if you’re interested. I have to stay a few more hours but if you would rather go home I can have someone drive you.”

You shook your head, “I’d like to stay please, if it’s not a bother.”

“Of course it isn’t, why else do you think I have the blankets and pillow, bunny? You’re my bunny, you always have a place next to me.”

The tears started rolling, he wiped them away with large, warm tattooed hands and hugged you tightly to his chest. “Sorry, just been a rough day and I’m emotional.”

“I know, but you did a good thing by coming here. I’m proud of you for thinking of yourself instead of trying to get home on your own. Especially in the dark. You hate it, and s‘not safe for you out there.”

You were trying really hard, with your boyfriend’s help, to work on the part of you that felt less than and like a burden at times. It was difficult to unlearn the way you felt about yourself for years and years growing up but you were making great progress.

“Are you sure it’s okay for me to hear what you’re doing for work? Isn’t it confidential?”

He just gave you a look and helped you slide on some socks.

“You should warm up soon, but how about a rest on the couch during my meeting for a little while, yeah? I’ll keep our voices down.”

You nodded and allowed him to wrap you in one of the soft blankets he spoke of before. “Wait here a second. I’ll keep it as brief as I can.”

“So we’re looking at about 50k in damages…”

Whatever they were saying didn’t really matter to you. They kept their voices low to not disturb you for the most part.

A newer member raised his voice once Suguru corrected him immediately. “Quiet down or I’ll cut your tongue out.” And there weren’t any other incidents.

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[folkloresthings]

happy 1k my angel, you totally deserve it sm!!💗

for NORTHANGER ABBEY, can i please get a mick schumacher + fake dating? perhaps after years without having partner/girlfriend, he pays for a fake girlfriend for his social life and eventually he fell for her? thanks

— schumacheer

thank u dearie!!! i loved this sm it’s so long i didn’t mean to write so much hahahahaha

NAPKIN CONTRACTS. ❨ mick schumacher x reader ❩

all of his life, mick schumacher had been in the spotlight. always next to his father, followed around from a young age with a camera. then, after michael’s accident, it was like every pair of eyes in the world were watching him. he knew it would only get worse when he joined formula one, for his mother couldn’t protect him from the lens’ there.

the older he got, the more the narrative focused on one thing: his love life. any girl that was spotted standing in a ten metre radius of him was penned as the next mrs schumacher. and people were only disappointed when they found out he was, in fact, still single.

it didn’t help his popularity, especially on the grid. and when he was lined up to be signed for mercedes next season, he needed all the popularity he could get.

“find yourself a girlfriend,” toto had suggested, so simply. but he’d dated before and girls only ever seemed to want him for his money and name. so why not use that to his advantage?

he found the app from lewis, who had only used it for short term flings when he was a bit younger. the world champion had winked and laughed, swearing not to say a word. you had downloaded the app in a moment of desperation, after hearing about it from a friend of a friend.

you were a university student and keeping up with your tuition fees was difficult, not to mention your rent and pocket money. desperate times called for desperate measures. mick had found you after a few swipes, your photos much different to the other girls on there. you weren’t half naked or showing off your boobs. it was just a photo of you, at a bar, smiling.

he swiped up hesitantly, sending a simple “hello”. you had responded not long after, and an hour passed until you decided to meet in person.

the café was small and quiet, tucked away from anyone that you might bump into. he’d been the one to find you, recognising you from your picture.

“hi. y/n?” he asked, hovering at the table you sat at. you looked up, brows furrowing.

“mick?”

he nods and sighs in relief, sitting across from you. any photos he’d put on his profile were fairly subtle, not wanting the wrong person to find him. so you were pleasantly surprised to find that he was, well, gorgeous.

“sorry about having to keep it low-key. i didn’t want to chance any pictures being taken,” he explains, turning only to order a drink from the waitress.

“pictures?” you ask, wincing from how you’ve only spoke to him in one worded questions so far.

“yeah,” he nods, squinting a little. “i’m, uh, i drive for formula one. mick schumacher.”

he could have fallen over with happiness when no sign of recognition crossed your eyes. you didn’t know who he was? it was perfect.

“oh, the cars? sorry, my brother’s really into those but it’s not really my thing…” you admit, a little embarrassed. mick smiles at the pink that rises to your cheeks, shaking his head.

“no, it’s okay,” mick insists, hoping he doesn’t seem too happy about it. you fall quiet, sipping on the coffee you had ordered prior to his arrival. his arrives along with it, a similar order, that makes you smile.

“so… what’s the deal?” you eventually ask, the anxiety of it all nipping away at you. “i mean, if you’re as famous as you say you are, don’t you have girls falling at your feet?”

mick chuckles, leaning back in his chair. “well, yeah. i need someone for my publicity… basically to make me look more appealing. business and stuff like that.”

it seems a strange concept to you. but you didn’t know the man, or his situation. and you weren’t exactly in the most normal position either.

“and i’ll give you whatever you need — money, i mean. for your university funds, right?” mick queries and you nod. “and i only need you to pose as my girlfriend. i’m not expecting anything… physical, from you.”

it was a question that had been lingering in your mind for days. most of the men you’d come across online were only willing to pay for sex. and as desperate as you were, you didn’t think you could go that far.

“okay,” you speak, after a moment of contemplating. mick perks up, and smiles.

“okay?”

“why not?” you shrug, sighing heavily. “but we should write out some terms and conditions, just in case.”

“alright,” mick laughs, grabbing a napkin and borrowing a pen from the waitress. “go on, then.”

an hour later, the list of terms were scribbled on the napkin and signed by you both at the bottom. a number, a rather large number, of how much he’d give you per week. an instagram post per week. holding hands in public, but no kissing. family dinner, once a month. and no one, not a single person, could know the truth.

he debuted you at the british grand prix that weekend. your brother had sent you a string of jealous text messages when he’d found out, but you only responded with a picture of your outfit, needing a second opinion. meeting mick by the mercedes garage, he showed you around and introduced you to everyone. toto, lewis, george… it was incredibly overwhelming, but you trusted mick now. maybe, you could even be friends.

by the hungarian grand prix, your face was plastered over every twitter fan page and german newspaper. mick schumacher’s goes public with new girlfriend. maybe you’d underestimated mick’s popularity, unprepared for the nasty comments directed towards you. you’d never been so glad to have your instagram on private.

before you knew it, it was the summer break, and mick was whisking you away to italy with some of the other drivers and their girlfriends. you felt ghastly out of place, knowing your secret. mick noticed it, of course it did, finding you one day at the bottom of the villa’s large garden.

“hey,” he greets, sitting down next to you on the grass. you smile over at him, tucking your knees up to your chest, white dress draped over your bare legs. “you okay?”

“yeah,” you insist, tucking your hair behind your ears. “just felt a little… weird. they’re all so loved up.”

you both chuckle, glancing back to the villa. george and carmen, charles and alex, alex and lily. and then there was you and mick — you were shocked none of them had caught onto your little agreement. not that, being affectionate with mick came easily. an arm over your shoulder, taking your hand every other minute.

“i know,” mick murmurs, gazing out at the scenery of the italian countryside. “you’re doing really well, though. and we’re having fun, right?”

you have to admit it, you really were. mick and you got along like a house on fire, and he’d paid as much attention to you as any real boyfriend would. it took a while to get used to the sharing a bed thing, but when he brought you coffee in bed every morning — how could you complain?

“yeah,” you smile, resting your head on his shoulder. “it’s been a dream.”

he doesn’t really know why, but the second your cheek meets his strong shoulder, he feels his heart jump. he glances down at you. your peaceful expression gazing out at the scenery, the sun kissed freckles on your nose, your lips a little burnt from the heat…

somewhere between scribbled napkins and posing for pictures and bathing in the italian sun, mick schumacher had actually gone and fallen for you — the girl he’d paid to be close to him.

“look at me,” mick whispers, waiting for your head to raise, a quizzical look painted on your face. his hand raises to your chin, thumb rubbing against your bottom lip. “can i kiss you?”

your eyes go a little wide, staring up at mick, trying to figure out what the catch was. you inhale shaking, trying not to get distracted by how pretty his lips look. “that wasn’t in the agreement.”

mick smirks, resisting the urge to roll his eyes at your apprehension. “yeah, i’m going to need to request some amendments.”

your lips twitch upward, cheeks warming, and you nod. “fine. but you’ll have to write them down for me.”

“in a while. i’m a little busy right now,” he whispers, lips ghosting over yours with every word, your cheeky response swallowed up as he finally kisses you. soft lips, warm tongues, noses nudging. you’re intoxicating, but he makes sure to not seem too eager. he wants to be careful, to do everything just right.

this was real now, and not even a list of conditions on a napkin could predict the future.

[wexhappyxfew]

Hi! I love your Silver Bullets girls, and Carrie x Douglass has a special place in my heart (even more since your last writing with them). So, for them I'd like to ask 35. (kissing their bruises and scars) from the Touch prompt list or 5. (the last thing they're thinking about before falling asleep is always the other) from the Subtle love list. 💗

HI FRIEND!!!! thank you so much for sending this and i am so so glad carrie and dougie have meant a lot, alongside the Silver Bullets girls (it seriously means SO MUCH and i always say it but its true!!!) THANK YOU FOR THE OPTIONS TOO!!!! i couldn't help myself and went with the second prompt (5) and decided to focus on some of their earlier meetings with one another and how they've developed into the people today. let's just say, i had a lot of fun! thank you SO MUCH!!!!! :D this was so much fun! <3 (and sorry for the wait for this....the semester was its usual chaos haha!)

greenland

(a/n): safe to say, for my carrie x dougie enjoyers, this was FUN to write. we get a bit into life before the annie bradshaw era of silver bullets! WITH captain birdie faulkner. BUT, because i am a sucker for someone who haunts the narrative and is simply talked about, we don't actually meet birdie here, just hear about her as a leader and all (a running theme!). we also get a bit into the storyline of what dougie means when he said he wanted to ask carrie to 'dance in greenland in THIS PIECE. and also carrie's dislike for greenland lmfao. please enjoy!!! <3

Greenland was anything but green, it seemed.

Maybe that's why the Vikings called it that - to freak the living fuck out of any sort of enemy that was bound to come this way and make them mistake what was actually a stupid ice block for well - 'green land'.

The landing had been less that superb and Captain Faulkner had dismissed them all to the bar to the left of the tarmac for the rest of the evening off.

Birdie Faulkner was everything, including a realist, and she seemed to understand that the rather harrowing conditions of their landing was something that required at least a drink or two before bedding down for the night.

With a half-finished beer, Carrie was sure that she could've fallen asleep in that very chair for the time being, but she had to present herself a best she could. With the newest B-17 group collected, Silver Bullets was formulated and crafted by that oh-so-brilliant mind of Birdie Faulkner, and they all had her to thank. And Carrie had to look a bit more put-together than usual - prove she's not just a wash-out bombardier with lackluster experience. That she deserved the spot in Silver Bullets more than anyone else.

"So?" a voice came from her right, settling into the other plush, leather seat at her side, the smiling face of Bessie Carlisle appearing as she popped open her own beer bottle, "Greenland, huh?" Carrie smirked and rolled her shoulders and glanced around.

"It's cozy, really," Carrie offered, "I'm considering taking a swim in the river, suntanning-"

"Okay, smart ass," Bessie said with a chuckle, her boot nudging her own foot, "can't say I'm complaining. Finally out of those training cycles, working towards the war. Maybe, we'll actually put ourselves to use instead of waiting just to go on a practice run." Carrie watched Bessie and then smiled widely.

"Love it so much that I may tell my future husband that 'Hey, we're moving to Greenland!', pack up the truck, babe, forget Brooklyn, home is where the grass is a solid as a fucking rock," Carrie said, sipping her beer, "not to mention the weather. I love to freeze."

"Someone's happy." a new voice chimed in, as Francis settled into a chair opposite them, sucking down a portion of her beer and grinning, "I've never seen you so enthusiastic about something." Carrie deadpanned.

"I'm really jumping for joy over here, Monty." Carrie told Francis, raising her glass of beer up in mock ceremony, "You know me so well." Francis and Bessie burst out into laughter as Carrie leaned back in her chair with a sigh and looked towards the ceiling.

"When the hell are we going to England?" Carrie asked, counting the flecks of rotting wood in the wooden ceiling, her eyes tracing the pieces that stuck out of the ceiling panels before losing her spot and recounting, "If I could just get another beer started, I'd be ready by tonight to head out. No pit-stops for me, I'm just fine with a beer stop and then jetting off to England and calling it a day."

"I wish I had the same energy towards that, Bergie, I really do," Bessie said, "afraid to say I'd ask for a few hours of sleep thought over that."

"Sleeps overrated half the time!" Carrie admonished still staring up at the ceiling, "How you gonna get a thing done when sleep's-"

"Exactly what you need." Carrie blinked a few times and into focus above her head came James Douglass - fellow bombardier, with whom Bessie had introduced on one of Carrie's first days after her transfer on base.

Carrie remembered first time seeing him coming towards them, with that carpet on his face he called a mustache, a sharp smirk, a rather loud, somewhat obnoxious voice, a quick hand-shaking, before he was wrapping his arm around her shoulder and pointing out to various areas along the base like they'd been friends for years - something that had caught her completely off guard. And ever since then, with their few chance meetings, they'd been nothing but a trifle of teasing jabs and somewhat good-natured fun.

Key word: somewhat.

Because she could never actually read James Douglass unlike Benny DeMarco or Hambone Hamilton who were just about as sweet to her as her grandma's hotcakes. He'd see her and beeline, make a few jokes, flirt shamelessly, and then go dance with the next girl who'd take his hand. He was quite the character and Carrie usually didn't engage in much conversation past when he'd come to seek her out.

Except now, he was hung above her like a hyperactive golden retriever, like the dog, Kering, that had lived down the street from the Achterberg's in Brooklyn all her life. Running out of the Wilkes house anytime the door opened, barking and sniffing and tearing around the neighborhood like a lunatic. Yeah, Kering the golden retriever who looked like he was a lunatic reminded her exactly of James Douglass.

Nice to know home was never far.

"What are you trying to say, huh?" Carrie asked, still slouching in the chair and staring up at him hovering over her. Douglass grinned at her, showing off his pearly whites and that charming look on his face and he let out a chuckle.

"You know, a little sleep never hurt a soul. Only reason we're even alive," Douglass said, reaching forward to rub her shoulder, "makes the brain happy or some shit. Makes people less….cranky."

"You calling me cranky, now?"

"Cranky. Now that's just one of many words-"

"Oh, you little-"

"Alright!" Bessie said standing and shoving Douglass pack from where he currently was occupying Carrie's headspace, "Nice to know some things never change." Carrie glanced at her as she sat up and Bessie raised a brow with a smirk.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Douglass said from behind Carrie, before he moved around her chair and took the other open seat in the grouping of four, and kicking back to relax. Carrie watched Bessie before looking at Francis, who was rather interested in her cup of beer, before glancing at Douglass, who was already looking at her.

"What?" she murmured, before he made a face and she rolled her eyes.

"How was the flight over, Douglass? Invigorating?" Bessie asked Douglass, with a smile - leave it to Bessie to be sweet as cream on any given occasion.

"You woulda thought Greenland would be, well, fucking green-"

"That's what I said!" Carrie butted in, getting looks from the other three, before settling on Douglass who was watching her, with a mixture of interest and annoyance, but she couldn't seem to decipher the two and sank back in her chair, "Greenland's cold as fuck, not some East Coast paradise I'll give ya that." She heard Douglass chuckle at that as Carrie took in more sips of beer.

"With the way we were flying in, I wasn't even sure we were gonna make it at first, I'll tell you that," Douglass said, "you sit in that nose and you swear to God that you'll smash right into the tarmac. Good ole Ev Blakely don't let that sorta stuff happen though."

"Yeah, a real crap shoot." Carrie muttered, "Thought Birdie was gonna bring us in sideways." Douglass raised a brow as he sipped his beer.

"Guess you can say they lied about the fucking weather, too," Douglass offered, "really nice place here. Could barely move my fingers and toes when I actually stood up fully." Bessie let out a chuckle and started sipping her beer again as Carrie narrowed her eyes at her.

"Hey, they're putting on some music to dance, y'all wanna come?" Judy Rybinski's joyfully said as she appeared behind Francis, "C'mon Bessie, I know that look anywhere, you wanna!"

"You know me too well, Jude," Bessie said, getting to her feet and finishing off her beer.

"I'm coming with! No shot I'm missing a chance at good music and good company." Francis said getting to her feet, "The company part may be a stretch-"

"Oh c'mon!" Judy said, taking Francis' hand before looking at Carrie and Douglass unmoved in their chairs, "You two coming?"

"I'm going to continue working on these beers, Jude, but I appreciate it," Carrie said, "Greenland's officially fucked me up." Judy let out a chuckle.

"You enjoy that then, Bergie," Judy said before looking at Douglass, "Dougie?" Carrie glanced sideways at Douglass who sat quietly, before glancing over at Carrie and then Judy again.

"Maybe next time," he said with a nod, "I promise you a dance, got it?"

"Sounds good! Don't have too much fun!" Judy called before she disappeared and some Artie Shaw began playing over the speakers.

"Good to know we have one thing in common, Bergie." Carrie slowly looked over at Douglass, that annoying nickname rolling off his lips like it had before, "We both hate Greenland." And he grinned at her and couldn't help but smirk back.

"First off, don't call me that. Second, you might be right about that," Carrie said, sipping her beer again, "you know that it's called Greenland because of the Vikings?" Douglass let out a chuckle and shook his head.

"Nah, you're fucking with me," he said, "the Vikings? The guys with the horns on their heads?"

"I'm not kidding," Carrie said sitting up and fully meeting his gaze for the first time since he had hung overtop her, "I swear to you, they did it. Tricking their enemies. For the sake of how much can they fuck a person in the head." Douglass watched her for a moment, before letting out a laugh and sipping his beer again, before smirking.

"Maybe they were just being smart," Douglass countered, "before they knew that it was just one sheet of ice for miles on end. Then they realized what a shitty name Greenland was." Carrie stared at him for a moment, before smiling slightly, unable to hold back her grin.

"You really know how to get under my skin, don't ya?"

"Guess you could say I know what makes you tick."

"Oh so now you suddenly know everything about me, huh?" Carrie said, leaning over to give his shoulder a playful shove, "Well, go on, what's my favorite color?" She watched him and noticed him glance at her lips - surprisingly - before moving back to her eyes.

"I don't know….blue probably." Carrie watched him and stilled for a moment.

"Uh….yeah, actually." she said quickly, and forced down the way her cheeks flamed (and for what she didn't know), "Alright, well, where do I come from?"

"Brooklyn." Douglass said, laughing at the look on her face, "Look, sweetheart, that New York accent ain't just a voice with Southern twang. I know if I was walking down the streets, and I heard your voice, it'd be you."

"God, what the hell." murmured Carrie as Douglass chuckled, "You won't get this - school subject." Douglass looked at her and then smirked before leaning forward.

"Something with math, right?" he asked her confidently, "You don't just get interested in this sorta shit without having some interest there." Carrie watched him and tilted her head.

"Are you mind-fucking me or something?" she asked him, "How the hell-"

"Just good at reading people I guess." Douglass said with a smirk, "Contrary to popular belief, Bergie, I usually know what I'm talking about. There's a reason I'm a bombardier and not just some journalist or something." She watched him and licked her lips.

"Is that why you joined?" she asked him, "The Air Force? Flying in B-17s?" Douglass glanced at her and nodded.

"Had to join the fight somehow, couldn't just sit back and let the fucking Nazis think they could walk all over us," Douglass said, finishing his beer, "that sorta stuff just don't fly around here. Well, except us. We fly." The two burst out into laughter, before they both died down and looked to one another. For a moment, they were quiet regarding one another with somewhat hesitant gazes as Carrie finished off her beer.

"Well, I'm gonna head-"

"Did you wanna-"

They both watched each other, before breaking out into laughter and righting themselves.

"You go." Douglass said.

"I was gonna head out. Get some rest. Pretty tired." she said quickly, her heart racing as she smiled at him with a nod, "You?" Douglass stared at her and for the first time, she saw the sudden shyness in his gaze as he glanced away from her and then back.

"Just…was gonna get another drink, but you head out, get some rest," he said, before smirking at her, "you need it."

"Oh, you asshole." grumbled Carrie knocking his shoulder before standing to her feet, Douglass following suit. The stood there for a moment, looking at one another - usually, if this were a Silver Bullets girl, she'd give them a hug, but with Douglass, she felt frozen in place. She stuck out her hand instead, to shake, and he shook her hand, and she felt more awkward than ever before, as she shook back. His handshake was firm though, and confident and suddenly made her feel like some 16-year-old girl in high school and balked.

"Well, I'll see you around." she said, stumbling back a bit, "Night!" And she disappeared quickly - like she always did. She found the barracks, promptly settled into bed, and then stared at the ceiling, counting the dried pieces of wood hanging from the panels again.

And she replayed the look in James Douglass' eyes - over and over.

And for the first time in years, all she could think about was James Douglass' eyes that had watched her like that, as she tried to fall asleep.

To say the least, it was the best sleep in months.

[tarasmithshifts]

𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐔𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐃𝐑 𝐔𝐏𝐃𝐀𝐓𝐄: 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐓𝐇 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐅𝐓 part 2

𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐈𝐍 𝐃𝐑. 3 years 𝐀𝐆𝐄. 17-20 𝐌𝐀𝐈𝐍 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃 𝐆𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐏: sirius, remus, james, lily, peter, dorcas, marlene, mainly people from gryffindor and ravenclaw

𝐑𝐄𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐒. taken

— ୨୧₊˚ click here to read part 1

「 ✦ 𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓻𝓽 𝓷𝓸𝓽𝓮𝓼 ✦ 」

i will not say anything, just enjoy 🌷

// in some parts by the end i will mention suicide so please be warned!

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— ୨୧₊˚ the first meeting of the order of pheonix

ohhhh that was excitingggg. the first meeting that we went to was at the burrow (weasley' house) there we met molly and arthur (they are super lovely, molly is such a great person AHHHH i could talk about her for hours) she was around but did not take that much part during the meeting because she needed to take care of the kids (fred & george were born in april!). so yup we also met alice and frank longbottom they are very nice and i really catched up with alice. also we were surprised but we saw marlene and dorcas there too, also after like 30 minutes james and lily showed up. alastor moody was there, peter, gideon and fabian prewett - they are molly's brothers! very nice and it was cool to meet them, they are joking around sometimes, james catched up with them :))

there was also edgar bones, cradoc dearborn, dedalus diggle, elphias dodge, aberforth dumbledore (he did not speak much and we did not approach him lmao), rubeus hagrid (which we knew from school of course, it was nice meeting him again because he is sooooo positive he always tries to make everyone smile, which sometimes piss off alastor but who gives a shit lmao) first meeting was a pure chaos, everybody tried to get to know each other, some people we knew from school but only by seeing them at the table etc., like molly, arthur, alice and frank. they were in older classes so we didn't know them that much. remus got to know arthur more, as well as i got to know molly!

finally dumbledore arrived, everybody sat down, and we had this huge debate on what should we do, what do we need to focus on etc. moody said that he will choose some of the younger ones (so me, remus, sirius, james, lily, meadows, dorcas, peter) to train them even more, he then approached me and said that me and james have great potencial (or something like that) and that he heard that i want to be an auror so this will help me blah blah blah. so yup i will be trained by moody y'all

and also sirius finally started to take the events of war seriously, he was trying to get into the topic, he asked what he could do etc.

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omg guys me and remus met those super nice ladies that are our neighbours :))) they are super cute goooosh i love them so muchhh

they live literally next to us and one day when i was in the garden and remus was at the order meeting with james, this lovely lady waved at me and i was like "girllll who are you" like it was the first time i saw her EVER she literally appeared out of nowhere, but she started talking that it's nice to meet me so i just continued talking with her and we really catched up and she invited us for a tea to get to know each other, but at first i was like “dumbledore said that we should be careful” and then i was like “fuck it” and went to her and we talked for maybe 3 hours so her name is sophie edinson she is 72 and she lives in the house with alice murron 💗 she was mostly telling me about herself and that she worked at the hospital few years ago but she left the job to live in yorkshire with alice 😽

— ୨୧₊˚ about sophie and alice

okay so there is some info that i would like to share with you about them, because later i will probably forgot to mention like half of things that i will tell you now, or i will just skip some situations because they will not be important later on :)))

1. sophie and alice are together! sophie is a lesbian and i bet that alice is bi but she did not mention it or i just forgot 😭

2. i did not script them! which is super funny and i love them so much literally THANK YOU UNIVERSE

3. sophie is a which! i found out by accident when i saw her work with magic i her garden, and when i said to her later that me and remus are wizards too, she laughed and said “i KNEW IT!” so the hospital she worked in was st mungo’s 😭

4. sophie was in hufflepuff 🌟

5. alice is a muggle 💘

6. remus LOVES them. especially their cakes LMAO

7. sophie knows dumbledore and dumbledore knows sophie! i have no idea how but it is what it is lmao

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so that's how mostly it looked like - we were at the meeting of order, we were taking care of ourselves, we were spending time with sophie and alice, we were listening to vinyl records. alsooo i started my "training" with moody, so it's extraordinery experiance too

O C T O B E R & N O V E M B E R

in october i went to my first ever mission from order it wasn't dangerous, but it was still something! i was there with marlene and gideon prewett, there is not much to talk about here because nothing really happened

james and lily got engaged!!!!! LITERALYY AAAAAAAAAAAA

they told us during one of the late night talks after order meeting by the end of the month, and when i tell you, EVERYONE WERE IN SHOCK. then sirius started jumping at james' head, everyone started cheering (i mean everyone that were there lmao) we put on some music and started dancing. it was a really nice moment 💘💗 in october remus went on some missions from order, those were really small ones so everyone were fine.

in november it was mine and sirius birthday, so we had a little party in my house in yorkshire, it was a quiet one, we put some music on and just talked. i think that because of time (i mean the wizarding war) everybody were too sad and concerned about what is happening around us yk.

but from good news - sirius and marlene are dating, it's another thing that i did not script and i was pretty shocked but yup here you go.

D E C E M B E R

when i tell youuuuuuuuu living in yorkshire in the 70s during winter is the best thing ever 💘

christmas

me and remus invited alice and sophie to spent christmas with us, they agreeded so we had a very nice christmas eve :)) the next day we visited james and lily, then we went over to sirius, who is apparently living with marlene. also we had a meeting of order during christmas, i spent some time on training with moody too, it was very nice, we ate dinner together at the burrow, and i need to tell you this - MOLLY IS A GENIUS OF COOKING. THE FOOD WAS SO AMAZING OH MY GOOOOOOOD. she is wonderful my god 😭😭

i bought a piano to my house in yorkshire because both me and remus can play and we were talking about it how nice it would be if we would have one - so i decided to buy one

for the new years eve sirius and marlene invited us over, we had a good time there, yk, laughing, dancing, celebrating, so it was a good beginning of 1979... or was it???? i wouldn't say so lmao

1979

𝓓𝘰𝘸𝘯𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘕𝘰𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘏𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝓑𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘬

J A N U A R Y

it was probably the longest winter i have ever experienced in this dr or any dr ever, literally it was so cold and snow was everywhere until the end of march, so IT WAS PRETTY LONG but still

also during january remus had a pretty bad full moon and wasn't able to do anything properly for a week and a half so he skipped meeting of the order, because he just lied down for 10 days after the full moon night, james, lily (because she knew after remus told her like a year before this) and sirius went over to see him, he was just saying that they should no tsee him like this etc., sirius literally mocked him and told him to not be stupid lmao

i died my hair brown this time! but i got back to blonde after like 2 months lmao

we were finally sent for a bigger mission from order, and, hi guys, i thought a fucking voldemort. literally. he was there. and when i tell you, i think nothing ever could prepare me to see him and FIGHT HIM? like bro wtf. i was there with james, lily, frank and alice ONLY, there were like 4 death eaters including tom riddle. pretty scary experinace, no doubt, but everyone went out of this situation in once piece, so everything was fine!

about peter

you might ask, why i do not talk about peter here?

because he does NOTHING. literally NOTHING. he is just there - on meetings etc, but he does not talk to anybody that much, he is just existing in order. his magic is useful he has been on missions with moody and albus's brother, but still. when i tried to talk to him, he quickly ended the convo, so i was like "ok, you don't want to talk, i don't fight it" so i just stayed that way. he talked to james more than anyone else, so if he told james something, james was telling it to us when we were meeting each other or smth. so that's why i literally do not talk about him here. because he doesn't do anything useful or interesting either.

that's how it goes

F E B R U A R Y & M A R C H

those were quiet months, nothing really happened, it was the time that also death eaters quiet down a little because there was so much mess happening because of their actions, yk there was a huge possibility that they would get caught, so they decided to hide. in march we celebrated (quietly but we did) remus' birthday! and guess who finally showed up??? PETER. he finally decided to meet up with us + marlene and dorcas

A P R I L

alice and frank were attacked by death eaters AND voldemort, they escaped but they were really tired after all, they needed to change houses because death eaters knew where they lived, so, for almost whole april they lived with weasleys at the burrow, until it was safe enough for them to buy something new.

M A Y, J U N E & J U L Y

during may and june, remus was on one mission with james, but they really did nothing for the whole week and i was just there sitting all alone and shit, well nothing happened, OH YUP SORRY i found out that sophie is a 1000000% a witch, and because of this we spent even more time together, especially when remus wasn't around

well

in julyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy something happened.

we (me and sirius) got a freaking letters with this black stamp with this "emblem" of our family tree, and holy shit, i could not be more stressed while opening a freaking letter.

oh my god guys

orion black is dead, he killed himself.

like ??????????????????????????????????????????

i mean, we both did not cry or smth, he was awful, but still yk? i mean when you read it i think we all know what happened. and we didn’t know this because nobody told us until sirius found out in azkaban

that regulus black is dead

so yup

it started to get really weird for us, because we couldn’t contact anybody from family except for andromeda, but we decided not to because we knew that she may be in danger because of us after that, so we didn’t do so

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guys guess who fought with voldemort again!!! (never again please) i was there with remus james and lily, also moody joined us literally in the middle of this fight or whatever that was

i mean i think we more fought death eaters than voldemort but still, he was there so it counts i think 😭

i think that literally after fighting death eaters i can do anything in this dr, like, are you kidding me? and when i think that after some time i could be working in the ministry, what the fuck i guess 😭😭😭

1979 was a very nervous year, because of many things so i will point them lmao

1. remus’s full moons were very bad for him, like never. it was probably the worst time of his life and when he told me that i believed him right ahead. it was like a torture for him ☹️

2. the house of black was falling apart, and you know, after we got letters that told us about the death of orion, and that he killed himself, sirius was wondering why, because it was not in his style to just kill himself, so we had a feeling that something bad was happening at grimmuald place, and it was weird because me and sirius did not talk about it at all

3. the amount of times we had to fight with death eaters and how the amount of those attacks increased in this year

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hi 😜

i’m already in halfway through part 3 so it will be out soon enough 😽 thank you all so much for all the support that you gave me because i would never though that on my silly little blog about me shifting there will be 550 of us?????????? literally WHAT 😭 🌷🌷🌷🌷🌷🌷🌷 love youuu and see ya 😜

also i know that there are many mistakes (i mean grammatical and shit) and i will edit it after i will publish part 3 lmao 💗💘

[sweet-slut]

Can I ask for some advice? (I'm 20, just in case that was your concern)

Yeah so, whenever men text me they keep asking me for pictures. And I feel really bad for not sending them any.

There have been times when they told me so many nice things about how they were going to be my "daddy" and they were so sure of it but when I said pictures made me uncomfy, they stopped talking to me. (We spoke for a week max)

I meanz that's their choice. I respect that. But I can't help but feel so... Used? I really do put effort into the conversation

They call themselves daddy and leave just like that. Idk

Are pictures that big of a deal? Or are they just looking for something to jerk off to?

Or am I wrong?

Heyyyyy sweetie 💗💗💗

Please dont feel bad for having clear boundaries sweetheart 🥺💗

Being a good daddy is much more than just talking to you because they want to see your body 💗 in my opinion that's a shitty daddy 💗 for me a daddy has to work WITH the submissive part and their interests. The daddy offers you something and it's your choice to say yes 💗 at the end you have the control of how far you wanna get and how much control you are willing to give your daddy 💗

Losing interest because you arent willing to send pictures happens sooo often and I'm soooo sorry you feel bad after that but I guess there is nothing you can change sweetheart 💗

I'm just talking about my experiences and usually pictures are kinda a big deal. But if your 'daddy' really likes you he will accept your boundaries. I mean if he wants you he will have to respect that.

I guess it just has to fit between two people. What they need and want and treat eachother 💗

Some people need visible stuff to get off to (porn, pictures and so on). I need words (dirty talk and fantasies...). Please dont take it too personal sweetheart 🥺💗 I'm not gonna lie...sometimes I feel used too but I think it just means you are a cute person with a great heart who puts effort in a good conversation with another human being 💗

I'm not sending pictures either and I was so lucky to meet some people who were willing to respect that and it seems they like me for me and not my body or the pictures I could send to turn them on 💗💗💗

[pandoraroid]

The Pack Wedding 💥💥💥💗💥

reaction rambles bc yes

please keep in mind this is meant to be lighthearted i love these men with all my heart n life n soul

THIS IS 43 MINUTES IM SO SCARED WHY CANT I PRESS THE VIDEO this is too much nervousness for seven in the morning im dead

DAVEEEYYYYY HIIIIIII GMORNING MWAAAA

"it's the pack everything's gonna go crazy." bro it's the SHAW pack what does that say about you hm 🤔 /j i love you david 

"reception's gonna be a solstice party on steriods" I SNORTED SO DAMN LOUD 😭

now should be a good time to say that part of the reason why i like redacted so much is because it's so funny and lines like that do it for me every single time.

"i love you angel so very much" BOOGSH 💥 im so in love with you david shaw 

i think bro's in love with us guys idk 

"beautiful... you.." NO YOU 🫵 david we are not doing this back in forth in the morning JUST ACCEPT IT

he's triggering my cuteness/love aggression SO FUCKING SAPPY I LUV U MWAH

"you fucking menace c'mere" HIS LAUGH OMFG GOOD FUCKINH MORNINGGGG

IS ASHER NEXT PLEASE TELL ME HE'S NEXT 

MY MAN MY MAN MY MAN

"oh fuck it's the day" me just this morning

"asher breathe we're good you've been training for this your whole life" ELABORATE???? id love to know how exactly youve been training for this asher

"it's our wedding day. holy shit it's our wedding day. i'm gonna be a husband." KILLL MEEE RIGHT NOW I CAN HEAR HIM SMILEEE OMFG WEAR THAT SHIT WITH PRIDE ASHER

"i've always been husband material look at what we're working with" KILL ME RIGHT NOW /pos baabe smacking him though HAHAHAHAHAHAHA

id kiss you for the rest of my life asher

laughing against/while kissing THIS MAN WANTS ME DEAD

"say how much time do we have before we meet everybody in the lobby" LET THEM FUCKING WAIT

MILO AND SAM???? OH MY GOD???? (should go without fucking saying but... drive safe..... please...)

in my head: sam is driving. david's shotgun. ash & milo are in the back. just because. >> BRO I WAS RIGHT????

darlin driving in another car with the other mates??? that... isnt what i think it is.... is it......

david sounds so tired of their bs HAHAHA "rounded out with a little traditional opinion from them of all people" DARLIN FIGHT BACK

"hey we're fun too, right?" ASHER PLEASE

"well let's see: we've got a grouchy grandpa drivin us-" 

"hey." 

"at least he didn't call you cowboy." BRO

"now don't you start." 

"and we got the grumpy alpha."

"i'm not grumpy. just preoccupied."

"right. right." bros didnt even try to sound convinced

"we're fun." 

"asher. we spent your bachelor party playing destiny 2." 

"and smash!" 

"oh my mistake."

this entire conversation. peak.

"i dont even wanna imagine what chaos those four are getting up to piled in one vehicle." OH WOULDNT YOU LIKE TO SAM 

DEAD ASS SILENCE I LOVE IT i cant fycking breathe this is too funny.

in my head, they were definitely arguing over directions. or darlin's driving, or making fun of the other car.

wait darlin what

"or you'll likely end up staring down the maw of my own beautiful mate-" SAMUEL COLLINS

"oh move it mr. wedding day" WHY DOES THAT SOUND SO GOOD

"and fix your hair."

"it's suppose to look like this!"

"are you trying to look like you got married in a wind tunnel?" BRO NOT ON HIS WEDDING DAY 💀

sam encouraging milo omgomg

"you talk more than anyone i know. and i know asher." AHAHHAHAHAHAHA

"is my tie on straight?" 

"is it ever?" is the one wearing it straight /jjjj

david helping him with his tie someone kill me right now

GABE'S CHILI RECIPE WHAT

"why did you pick me?" OH SHIT

i seriously just listened and payed attention to their conversation so no thoughts head empty only them

"what really mattered in a beta was having a person that was the other side of your coin."

"i picked you because you were the one person i trusted more than anyone else. you made me feel safe at a time more than i couldve explained. you were everything i wasnt. where i was distant you were outgoing. where i was rough you were warm. where i was analytical you were intuitive. you're the other side of my coin. you always have been. so it never mattered to me what anyone else thought of what i needed in a beta because they didnt know me. i did. you did. and i needed the person that was right for me not for anybody else."

i couldve typed out everything david said but THIS!!!! I WAS SOBBING!!!! THEY ARE THE OTHER SIDE OF OTHER'S COIN NEVER FORGET THAT!!!!!!!! their vows to each other fr

this is wrecking me THEY LOVE EACH OTHER SO MUCH

"you're too hard on yourself too."

"well we had to have something in common other than destiny and smash bros, right?" the range of friendship everyone 

THEYRE HOLDING BACK TEARS IN THIS ONE TRUST ME 

my heart felt so heavy in this WHY

"i think you're the best fucking beta i could have ever asked for. i think you're the besy friend i could have ever asked for. i deserved most of the time."

aaaanndd got heavier 😁

GROUP HUG GROUP HUG GROUP HUG GROUP HUG GROUP HUG GROUP HUG GROUP HUG GROUP HUG GROUP HUG

"i just feel bad that i'm going to be up there looking this good y'know people are going to get confused on whose wedding day it really is." EAT EM UP SWEETHEART (i meant milo but them too ofc)

"do we get a step stool for behind the podium?" HAHSHAHAHAHHA THE CONCERN IN HIS VOICE HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA

"i love you milo"

"i love you too asshole" CRYING 

"thank you for doing this milo"

"i got you. always." ALWAYS.

CEREMONY CEREMONY CEREMONY CEREMONY CEREMONY CEREMONY CEREMONY CEREMONY CEREMONY 

"when i was asked by my friends to officiate their unions, i only had one question for them: how much does it pay?" ASKING THE REAL QUESTIONS

im really listening on this part so head empty.

oohh asher (i think it's asher) laughing through baabe's vows IS SO SWEET I LOVE YOU AND I ALWAYS WILL

OH DAVID GETTING CHOKED UP ON ANGEL'S VOWS KILL ME

"you're the best part of me. and i'll spend the rest of our lives showing that i'm worthy of that." oh david shaw you dont even have to try

"i now pronounce you all married the-the pairs of you to each other not all together" OH THEY ARE NEVER GOING TO LET HIM LIVE THAT DOWN

THE KISSES OMMMGGGKFHEKHEJSS 

CONGRATULATIONS ANGEL & DAVID

CONGRATUALTIONS BABE & ASHER MWAAAAAAAAHH TO ALL OF YOUUU