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gossamer-sky · 4 years ago

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And O, W and X for Arthur, Isaac and Mozart pwease!

Arthur:

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

- Giving pleasure to you is giving pleasure to him, so he loves to go down on you

- Settles in and spreads you open with his fingers, just looking

- Tells you that you have the prettiest pussy he’s ever seen, and you get even more wet just from that

- When you start to squirm, he’ll kiss you slow, working his way up to your clit, letting his lips linger

- Fucking hell, he’s way too good at this, rhythmic strokes of his tongue getting you close in minutes

- Moans when you come on him, pulling back to tell you that he can feel it, feel you trembling

- Then he dives right back down so he can start all over

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

- Sometimes you have competitions to see who will be the one to take control, or who will get fucked

- Silly little bets, like who can hold out the longest, seeing if you can go the entire day without touching each other

- It’s usually an even split of wins between the two of you

- After all, losing isn’t exactly a hardship

- Though one particular day you’re feeling rather devious and enlist Theo for his help

- You avoid the details; just knowing Arthur will lose is enough for him

- Theo succeeds in distracting Arthur enough that he touches you without thinking

- The look on his face when he realizes he’s been played hs priceless

- Gasps out how hot that made him later that night, as you peg him into the sheets

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

- He’s usually decorated with love bites and scratches from you

- He wears them proudly, like his most prized possession

- What most people don’t know is that he has a another beauty mark in a different place on his body

- Beneath his trousers, right along his treasure trail is the matching mark, practically begging to be kissed

- You had been delighted to discover this, often taking long moments before blowing him to lick at the spot, biting low on his pelvis

- He can’t stop the jerk of his hips when you do this, lifting a hand to rest on your head

Isaac:

O = Oral

- Sixty-nining is his favourite position, and also his favourite way to do oral

- He likes having you on top of him, your body pressing him against the bed grounds him

- He can barely look at you when you suck his cock, so having somewhere else to divert his attention makes him much more vocal

- Loves the way you react to each other, each spark of pleasure seeming to reverberate between you in an endless cycle

- Wants to bury his head between your thighs all the time tbh so this really works for him

W = Wild card

- Often you’ll sit and read together, side by side

- It’s so sweet and domestic but sometimes

- Sometimes you just have to make it your personal mission to seduce him

- It’s not very difficult

- You shift a little closer, brushing against his arm

- He always turns to look at you, eyes dropping to your mouth for a brief instant

- When you go back to reading, you let one hand rest on his upper thigh, pulse spiking as you hear his shuddering intake of breath

- Your hand slides higher and higher, until he says your name in a tight voice

- The books are left unfinished

X = X-ray

- Sans clothing, he’s lean and gorgeous

- He’s stronger than he looks

- But there’s a vulnerability to him, like his defences are shed along with his clothes

- The same freckles that adorn his cheeks are dusted over his shoulders as well

- You like to trace them with your fingertips, whispering about how they’re tiny constellations

- It melts him completely

- When he flushes, the red travels all the way from his cheeks down his chest, making his freckles stand out even more

- He kind of hates it but you’re obsessed

Mozart:

O = Oral

- He loves it when you suck him

- His eyes go soft and unfocused at the sensation of your mouth

- You take your time learning him, memorizing what he likes

- At first he still lets sharp comments fly out of him but

- You just get so good at breaking him

- He can’t hold onto his thoughts, head too full of you and wet heat of you around him

- All he can do is stare down at you and moan

- And when you coax him into your throat well

- He’ll grab your hair (with your encouragement) and actually thrust

- God that’s so fucking good

W = Wild card

- Definitely bends you over his piano at least once

- It’s absolutely more than once

- How could he not, it’s his favourite place and you’re his favourite person

- Tells you to be careful but you can’t help slamming into the keys with the force of his thrusts

- So he’s forced to pull you up by your hair as if you both don’t love this, his pace stutters and you moan like a whore

- He can’t bring himself to voice his thoughts

- But he takes pride in how he makes noises fall from your lips

- Gives him the same rush of adrenaline that creating a masterpiece does

X = X-ray

- He does not like to go around without clothes

- It makes him feel too vulnerable

- Usually so buttoned up that just the sight of his forearms gets you going

- Sometimes he rolls up his sleeves when he gets really focused on playing and wow

- It’s real hard for you to look away

- Likes to be more dressed than you

- Really gets off in having you naked in his lap while he’s fully clothed

- When his skin is bare, he’s so sensitive

- Unbelievably responsive

- It’s hot and you take wild advantage of it

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#shenevertricks1831 #hope you enjoy sweetie!#ikevamp smut #ikevamp arthur #ikevamp isaac #ikevamp mozart #ikemen vampire #ikevamp #answered #abc #really starting to dig writing arthur #may need to do a full fic on him later

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pppsssyyyccchhhiiiccc · 5 years ago

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Ma'an now that we've got people writing for him, I'm gonna need some David Madson!

yes ma’am! i might make it two parts instead of just one oneshot because it’s pretty long!

#pppsssyyyccchhhiiiccc answers #american crime story #david madson #david madson x reader #shenevertricks1831

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ali-r3n · 2 years ago

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Washing Eddie's Van

Eddie Munson x F!Reader

Eddie and his girl attempt to wash his van

Fluff

A Heavy Metal mixed tape played on the portable radio that sat on the Munson’s front porch. Dressed in a white muscle tee and a pair of knee length black shorts, Eddie walked outside. A lit cigarette in the corner of his mouth. He held a bucket full of rags and cleaning products.

He stopped on the bottom step and watched his girl as she sprayed his van down with the hose. She wore a pair of shorts and had borrowed one of his cropped band tees. Her hips moved side to side in time with the beat of the song.

Eddie was mesmerized.

“Hey Ed. Are we washing your van or not?” she called and snapped him out of his trance.

“I’m coming, Sweetheart.” He took one last drag of his cigarette before he dropped it on the ground and extinguished it with the bottom of his shoe.

She jumped with a yelp when Eddie walked by her and gave one of her ass cheeks a swat.

“Eddie!” she exclaimed.

“That’s what you get when you show off, Princess.” He placed the bucket onto the ground and poured in some of the cleaning product. “Can I have the water when you are done?”

A mischievous grin spread on Y/N’s face. “Sure,” she answered innocently and turned the hose on him.

Eddie stepped back to avoid getting drenched, but it was too late. His white shirt clung see through to his chest. He looked down at and back at his amused girlfriend.

“So that’s how it is going to be?”

She squealed when he lunged at her and wrapped his arms around her.

“Eddie!”

“Don’t start things you aren’t prepared to finish!”

He grabbed the hose from her and began spraying her, uncaring that the water also hit him. He cackled like a madman as she turned her face to hide in his shoulder and squirmed in his hold.

“Do you admit defeat?”

“Yes! You win.”

“Yes…” He started to lower the hose.

She wiped the water out of her face. “Yes, Eddie Master of Hellfire!”

“Annnnnd?”

“I’m not saying that part!” Y/N stated.

He shrugged. “Alright…The punishment shall continue.”

She held up her hands as he moved the hose to spray her once again. “Fine!” She groaned. “You win, Eddie Master of Hellfire, King of the Bedroom, Lord of Kisses...Happy?”

"Thrilled." Eddie dropped the hose so that the water went into the bucket. “Was that so hard, Sweetheart?”

“You’re a menace.”

“You love it.” He gave her temple a loud kiss.

Y/N turned in his hold and batted her eyelashes up at him, a loving gleam in her eyes.

“I love you,” she responded.

He grinned. “I love you too, Princess.”

Eddie closed his eyes to lean in to kiss her. He was startled by water being splashed in his face.

He sputtered and blinked owlishly at his impish girl. While he was distracted by her, she grabbed the hose from him.

“Well played, M’Lady. You’ve won this round.” He stepped back to give her a bow. “You were a worthy opponent.”

Y/N curtsied. “You put up a gallant fight, Sir Eddie. Now, come get your kiss.”

Eddie narrowed his eyes, suspicious. “No tricks?”

“No tricks, only treats.”

He closed the distance between them and pressed his lips to hers. Y/N dropped the hose and slid her arms around her boyfriend’s neck as she responded to the kiss.

A small puddle appeared around their feet as their lips moved together, the dirty van forgotten.

They jumped away when the trailer door opened. “Either wash the van or turn off the water!” Wayne scolded. “You’re costing me money!”

“Sorry Wayne!”

“Sorry!”

The couple scrambled to get to work as Wayne went back inside, shaking his head with an amused smile.

“Young love,” he muttered.

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@seros-bitch @eddiemunsons-girl @m-i-1-0 @lunar-flwr @winchester-angel @angelbbygrl @madnessismylover @cherrybean1116 @edwardjamesmunson @3ternalreal1ty

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Stranger Things Taglist:

@valeriiecameron @maruushkka @rainbows-dreams @april-foolish

Stranger Things (Billy excluded) Taglist;

@sleepyhead1456

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burgundybmw · 3 years ago

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Red: A Stranger Things SMAU

Paring: Eddie Munson x Mayfield!Reader

Warnings: Billy being toxic, Billy's Dad's an asshole, a bit angsty but get's fluffy at the end!

Summary: Y/N Mayfield likes her life, she has good friends, an amazing sister (a not so amazing step brother), and an intense love for music. The only thing missing in her life is a love life, but that could all change soon.

Author’s Note: So the time stamps on my SMAU's aren't important, just the time when I'm writing it hahaha. Also, did something a little bit different with this part. Enjoy!

Part Sixteen

Billy:

Where the hell are you?!

Y/N:

I already told you... Max and I are going to Indiana Dunes State Park for the beach trip. None of this is news...

Billy:

Seriously Y/N?! I thought you just made that shit up?!

Y/N:

One, why would I make it up?! Two, I quite frankly don't understand how any of this is your business!!

Billy:

You made it my business when Dad stormed into my room, blowing up at me, wondering where the fuck both of you were!!

Y/N:

We asked Mom's permission! He was in the room! It's not my fault he wasn't paying attention!

Billy:

Well he didn't, and now I'm in deep shit! You fucking know this already Y/N! Dad told me I have to make sure you two idiots don't do anything stupid!

Y/N:

Well I never asked you too! I'm an adult, and Max is with me. Everything is fine! We're already on the road!

Billy:

...Who the fuck is driving you.

Y/N:

...

Billy:

I'm not going to repeat myself.

Y/N:

Eddie is.

Billy:

Well isn't that just fucking great. How am I supposed to explain that to him?!

Y/N:

You don't have to explain anything! It's a friends trip! That's it!

Billy:

Oh yea, sure, friends, like I fucking believe that. Do you take me for an idiot?!

Y/N:

You don't want me to answer that.

Billy:

You know I don't like you hanging around with that freak.

Y/N:

He's not! And quite frankly I don't care about what you like or not!

Billy:

You should. You don't know these guys like I do Y/N. All they want is one thing.

Y/N:

Jesus Christ, Billy. It's not like that, and not to sound like a broken record, but even if it was, it wouldn't be any of your business!

Billy:

So what?! You wanna end up like trailer trash?! Is that what you want out of your life?!

Y/N:

Stop it.

Billy:

What the fuck ever Y/N. Do what you want, I'm over it.

End.

Tag list:

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lunamadhatter99 · 3 years ago

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Panic

Part 9

So.. in this one made a little change in the story, for obvious reasons, basically Heather never hooked up with Ray, but with Tyler... since Ray is this series is interested in Y/n. It's a minor change, but just so you know🤷🏻‍♀️

As always let me know what you think and my requests are still open🤘

Chapter summary: I think you know what happens in this one😇 and also Carp's annual Derby.

Chapter warnings: smut, unprotected sex (use protection loves) Dodge.. just Dodge.

Tag list: @shenevertricks1831 @mixed-theater-faisty-tings @stuckinthesmalldoor @girlygirl-20 @jillo0315 @one-edgy-bitch

He arrives quickly than expected, so as soon as he knocks I let him in, offering something to drink.

"Water is fine" he offers me a kind smile.

"Water it is" I say going to the kitchen, him following me, I grab a glass and pour some water and some ice cubes too.

"Thanks" he says taking a sip.

"Is everything okay?" I ask.

"Actually no" he answers, catching me off guard "nothing is okay."

"What.. what's wrong?"

He doesn't answer right away, he simply stay there, jaw clenching and a serious expression on his face. Thinking.

"Dodge...?"

"I can't stop thinking about you. I really can't. I can't help but imagine how it would feel to have you in my arms, to kiss you...to taste you" with each word he gets closer and I back away, until I can't anymore because the kitchen counter stops me.

He puts the glass of water on the counter, resting his hand there towering over me now that he's right in front of me.

"I..." I look everywhere but him.

He put his other hand on the counter behind me, caging me there.

"I.." he sighs "it's driving me crazy."

He lets out a small chuckle.

"I.. Dodge, I don't.. I don't know what to say" I say.

"Tell me you don't want this and I promise you.. I promise I'll stop and everything will be back at normal." He almost beg.

I finally look at him, his eyes are fixed on me, filled with love and need.

"I.. do.. I want this" I finally say, admitting it to myself first of all.

He leans down, slowly, almost to test me and see if I'm sure.

Before his lips could touch mine, my phone rings, distracting us both.

"If you dare answer... I swear.." I almost growls.

I smile at that and lean towards him to finally kiss him.

As soon as our lips touch his hands are on me, one on my face and one on my neck to keep me there, the phone soon forgotten.

I put my hands on his chest grabbing his shirt, simply enjoying the feeling of him on me. His tongue exploring my mouth while one hand falls to my hip keeping me closer to him, almost grinding on me. This makes me let out a small moan in his mouth making him smile as we keep kissing.

He then pulls away, a sweet smirk on his face, resting his forehead on mine.

"Fucking finally" he says breathlessly.

"Indeed" I say laughing.

His hands on me keep caressing me, with sweetness and need.

"Where's your room?" He asks out of nowhere, an innocent expression on his face.

"Uh?"

In response he leans down to kiss my neck, biting and sucking on it and his hands grab my hips more firmly.

"Oh... oh! It's.. upstairs second door on..on the left" I tell him.

He looks at me and suddenly lift me up in his arms taking me upstairs, earning a loud gasp from me.

When we get to my room he, not very gently, closes the door and slams me against it.

"Tell me to stop and I will. Anytime" he promises.

I nod, out of breath.

"I need to hear you say it, princess" he says.

"Yes.. yes"

He wastes no time and attacks my neck again, hand roaming all over my body as if scared I would disappear.

When his hands are on my short he looks at me.

"Can I?" He asks with a teasing smile.

"Yes... fuck, stop teasing" I tell him.

"Oh... you wanna give me orders, princess? I've been waiting for so long I'm gonna enjoy each fucking second" he says while he pulls my shorts down kissing down my neck again.

"You're the worst" I tell him, my hands in his hair.

He just humms while his lips trails down to my chest, getting on his knees.

It's a sight that makes me wet, instantly.

He keeps kissing my body as he grab one leg to put it on his shoulder, kissing my inner thigh.

As he does that, he then looks up to me... shit.. the sight alone gets me soaking wet with arousal.

"Still sure?" He asks.

"Yes!" I say exasperated.

He moves my panties to the side with a small chuckle.

"Oh look at this.. is it for me?" He asks mockingly.

I sigh, a mix of embarrassment and need.

"Answer me, princess"

His tone makes me clench around nothing, he notices and a big grin appears on his face.

"You like it when I call you princess then, uh?"

"Shut up" I say embarrassed.

"As you wish"

His mouth in between my legs in no time, eating me like a starved man, making me moan loudly. My hands reach down to his hair gently grabbing it.

One of his hand is on the leg on his shoulder, squeezing it while the other in under my top grabbing one of my boob.

His tongue on my clit feels amazing, it makes me moan louder and louder, my hands in his hair grab it harder making him groan on me.

"Fuck... don't.. don't stop.. please"

He remove his hand from my chest so he can use his fingers too.

"Oh.. I don't plan on stopping anytime soon" he says as he put one finger inside of me, his mouth back on sucking on my clit, harder than before earning a small scream from me.

He then interts another finger.. then another.

He fucks me with his fingers as he licks my pussy, getting me closer and closer to my release.

"Shit! I'm so close.. Dodge.."

He doubles his efforts, fucking me harder with his finger.

"Fuck!" I say as I cum on his mouth, my legs shaking threatening to give up and make me fall but Dodge's hold on me keeps me up.

He doesn't stop licking me though, the feeling is overwhelming, as I'm still sensitive from my orgasm.

"Dodge... Dodge.. stop, too much" I say letting out breathless chuckles.

Instead of stopping he sucks and licks harder on my clit.

"Dodge... oh shit"

He keeps going, he doesn't stop until I cum again harder than before, this time falling in front of him.

My hands go to his chest, shaking slightly.

"Everything okay?" He asks, caressing my face.

I nod, smiling. He kisses me and I can taste myself on his tongue.

He pulls away helping me stand up and moving me to the bed.

I lay down and he climbs on top of me.

"You taste so.. so good, princess" he tells me, hand on my cheek.

"Don't call me 'princess' " I tell him, while I still try to catch my breath.

"Oh.. I thought you liked it. Your pussy sure did" he teases.

"I.."

He doesn't let me speak because his lips are on mine again.

I just tug at his shirt, silently asking him to take it off, and he soon complies. Soon taking off my shirt too.

As my shirt is out of the way his mouth is back on my chest licking my nipples and leaving marks on my chest.

My hands move to his hair again grabbing it hard.

"Mmh.. you're playing with fire, princess" he says, his hips grinding on me. I can feel his hard-on pretty clearly.

"You feel what you do to me, uh? It's all you" he tells me, grabbing one of my hand to move it to his pants to make me feel his cock.

"Should I do something about it?" I ask him.

"Oh.. you're already doing it" with that he take off his pants and underwear.

My eyes wide at the sight of him.

"Like it?" He asks with a teasing tone.

I reach down to touch him but he stops me.

"Uh uh"

He climbs down to lick my pussy again, and then quickly he climbs back up to kiss me.

I feel his cock teasing ym entrance, I try to move my hips closer.

"Someone's eager, uh?" He asks.

"C'mon, Dodge" I beg him.

"Ask nicely"

"Please.. please Dodge"

"You can do better than that, can't you?" He leans down to kiss my neck, finding my sweet spot and making me moan.

"Shit... Dodge please, please just fuck me, please"

Without saying a word he start to push his cock inside me, slowly so I can feel every inch of him and... he feels amazing.

When he's completely inside of me he lets out a loud moan.

"Oh shit.. you feel even better than I imagined" he says as he starts to move in and out, getting faster and faster with each thrust.

"Fuck.. Dodge"

"Keep saying my name, princess, please" he asks.

Each moan is his name. A silent beg for him to not stop.

"You feel so good Dodge... fuck"

"I want to feel you cumming on my cock, I want to feel you squeezing me, Y/n." He tells me.

He knows I'm getting closer again, he knows and he thrusts into me harder and harder.

"Shit!" I moan.

"Oh yes, yes cum for me." He basically growls into my ear.

"Fuck.. I'm.. I'm.."

He pulls away to look at me.

"Look at me as you cum, let me see you" he orders.

I look at him and cum on his cock.

"Shit.. just like that, Y/n" he keeps fucking me helping me down my orgasm.

I look into his eyes, seeing admiration, I gently grab his face pulling him closer to kiss him as he keeps fucking me reaching his own release.

"Mmh I'm close, princess.. can I cum on your stomach?"

"Oh you're asking now?" I mock him a little.

"Don't dare." He tells me, clearly holding back.

"Ask nicely" I smirk.

Dodge smirks too, a proud smirk on his face, giving me a quick kiss.

"Please, oh please princess, let me cum on you.. I'm so close.." he begs.

It makes me clench around him, he slows down a bit.

"Ooh you like hearing me beg uh?" He says, and he goes back at fucking me hard again.

"Shit.."

"Can I?" He asks again.

"Yes! Fuck yes"

With that he pulls his cock out lining it up on my stomach and finally cumming on me with a loud groan.

He stays like for a moment, looking at me, this makes me blush so he leans down to kiss both my cheeks.

"Beautiful" he says.

He quickly goes find some washcloth to clean us and then he falls beside me, sighing content.

He put his arm around me, blanket on us covering our naked bodies.

"Too much?" He asks.

"Not at all" I turn around to look him, him already looking at me with a sweet smile. That smile that makes my legs weak usually.

"Can I ask you something?" He asks.

I nod, his hand is on my cheek caressing it sweetly.

"Why did you kiss Ray the first occasion and I had to wait this long?" He asks.

"I... because I don't feel anything.. for him" I answer.

"But every time we got interrupted you seemed relieved. And also when we could've had the chance you changed subject" he wonders.

"Because I'm scared. Or.. I was. I have strong feelings for you, Dodge. I had for a while now. I was scared you only saw me as.. as a hook up for the summer.. and I didn't want you to break my heart, or lose you" I explain. Telling him this feels much more easier than I expected.

"I had the same fear" he admits "I thought you noticed my feelings and you were just being nice, so I kept teasing you and flirting with you to... I don't know.. made sure of it, but at Graybill's House... you getting all red and embarrassed after I told what I might feel for you... what I feel for you, made me think. Maybe she does feel the same, I thought. At the hospital, your look... was worried but not just a worried friend. It doesn't make sense, I know. The point is... I couldn't wait any longer.. I had to see if I was just imagining things or not." He tells me.

"Exactly what I thought" I tell him with a small chuckle.

"We're idiots"

"Diggins would agree, I'm sure" I tell him.

"That's why he was so pushy with the hot tub at the party" he realises.

"Yeah" I laugh, I get serious "I do like you, Dodge Mason"

"I do like you too, Y/n L/n"

He kisses me again, hand on my side caressing it..

Until...

"No!" I scream laughing. "Don't tickle me!"

"But you look so beautiful when I do"

We laugh as he keep tickling me and I keep moving away, or at least I try too.

I end up losing, even though I'm on top of him, but he has his arms around me caging my arms as well.

"I hate you" I tell him between laugher.

"Oh, you wish" he tells me giving my nose a little peck.

He simply watches me for a moment with a sweet content smile.

"Round two?" He asks.

I raise an eyebrow at him.

"If you can take it" I challenge him.

He raises both eyebrows in surprise and flip us over so he's on top of me.

"Let's see how cocky you'll be while begging for me to stop" he says that while climbing down, spreading my legs and positioning himself between my legs looking at my pussy.

"Or to keep going" he teases.

"Will I see you at the Derby tomorrow?" Dodge asks me as I walk him to the door, his hand holding mine.

"Of course" I nod.

"And... if I win?" He wonders.

"If you win.. what?" I ask innocently.

"Will I get a kiss?" He asks.

"Well... I think the announcer would gladly give you a kiss too" I tease.

"I'm sure he's an amazing kisser" he jokes with me.

"Oh sure. Plus his voice is... relaxing" I tell him laughing.

"Oh.. definitely" he chuckles.

Now on my doorstep he looks down at me, with a stupid smile and without saying anything.

"What?" I ask him. "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Do you still don't know? How many times do I have to tell you that I fucking like you to make you understand?" He says smiling.

"Maybe... some more? I have trouble understanding human language" I answer.

"Well then I won't use words anymore, how about this?" He leans down kissing me and I immediately kiss him back my hands on his neck and his on my waist.

He pulls away, looking me in the eyes.

"Was it more... easy to understand?" He asks.

"Mmh.. maybe some more and I'll start to get my head around it" I tell him with a smirk.

"I'd love your mouth around it, but I'll get what I can" he jokes.

I shove him away laughing. "You're the worst"

"Only with you" he winks and starts to walk backwards to his car. "I'll see you tomorrow, princess"

I roll my eyes.

"See you tomorrow, Mason" I wave at him smiling.

I wait for him to drive away before getting back inside.

Oh god... I literally can't stop smiling.

I can't believe it.. Did it actually happen?

My thoughts are interrupted by my phone ringing again, so I pick it up.

Diggins.. why?

"Hey there" I greet him.

"Well hello! You're alive then" he says.

"Yeah.. I was.. busy"

"Busy... as in?" He asks curiously.

"Ehm... well.. busy"

"I can hear you smile from here... what happened?" He asks again. Excited.

"Dodge came over"

"Oh!! You did it? C'mon tell you guys freaking admit your feelings!"

"Yeah.. yeah. And not only that" I tell him still smiling like an idiot.

"That's my girl!" He exclaims proudly. "Oh.. well not my girl" he adds teasingly.

"Oh shut up. Did you need anything?" I ask him.

"Well, I just wanted to ask you if you'll be at the Derby and the fair tomorrow"

"Sure"

"With your boyfriend"

I can feel his smirk from here..

"I swear Diggins" I warn him, but my chuckle don't sound so threatening.

"I'm so happy for you. I mean it. If you're looking for yout babies names.. Diggins is a great chioce, good lineage" he offers.

"Oh my god!"

"I told you he felt the same!"

"Yeah fine! You were right! Happy?"

"Oh very. I'll let you enjoy your happiness now, see you tomorrow!"

"See you tomorrow"

He hangs up and I put my phone away.

I think about today, sitting on the couch finally relaxing.

Hopefully Panic won't get in the way.

I look at my reflection in the mirror and I notice some marks.. some hickeys Dodge left yesterday.

Fucking Dodge, I think chuckling.

I can't wear a scarf, it's way too hot to. Oh well... let the questions begin I guess. I have nothing to hide.

I hear my phone ringing so I pick it up to answer Natalie.

"Hey, we're almost at your house. Are you ready?"

"Yep, only waiting for my carriage"

"The carriage is on its way" she laughs.

"See you soon"

I hang up and go downstairs to wait for them.

In the meantime I receive a text.

Dodge.

"See you later, princess"

"See you later, Mason"

"Hope I didn't leave you too many marks ;)"

"Oh no no don't worry. All these marks are just the results of a fight against the goblins in my garder"

"Damn them :)"

"I'll get my revenge. Don't worry ;)"

"As you should. Later, Y/n <3 "

I put my phone in my pocket just in time to hear Natalie's car in front of my house.

"Welcome, guys and gals, to Carp's annual Metal Stampede demolition Derby" the announcer voice fills the air along with the cheering, chatting and music.

I look for Dodge, but I can't see him yet so I just sit with Natalie and Heather on the benches, he's probably getting ready for the Derby.

"Are you gonna tell us about those or what?" Heather asks me, pointing at the hickeys on my neck.

"I don't know what you're talking about" I say taking a sip of my drink.

"She just doesn't kiss and tell.. or should I say, she doesn't ride and tell" Natalie teases, and I jokingly shove her.

"C'mon, you look happy, we want to know!" Heather insists, a genuine happy smile.

"Yesterday" I say, both girls watching me.

I take a fries from them and eat it.

"Don't you dare leave us hanging" Heather says.

"Fine, fine" I laugh. "Yesterday after I got home from Nat's house, I called him to ask him if he wanted to hang out, but he was already coming to my place. He arrived, we talked and.. yeah.. I think you can imagine what happened next. No riding though... yet"

"Told you... she thought about him that way" Natalie says to Heather, looking teasingly at me.

"Yes, fine, I'll say it. I like him, he's nice, smart and caring, funny too. I like him. Happy?"

"Finally!" Heather claps her hands.

The rally starts and the cheering gets louder along with cars roaming in front of us.

Dodge is car numer 12, I think, the yellow one.

"Where's your boyfriend?" Natalie asks.

"I think he's number 12" I tell her rolling my eyes.

"People say there's a challenge coming tonight" she tells us.

"It's like you said. The game always goes on" Heather answers.

"Well, the game feels different, though. Doesn't it? It's not just cops. It's.." Nat starts.

"It's like it's not a game" Heather finishes for her. I nod at that.

"We can still be teammates, though, right?" Heather asks Natalie.

"Partners. Win or lose, it's together"

Fuck... how can Natalie play like this..

"Do you remember the, uh, list that I found at Spurlock's?" Heather says.

"What list?" I ask, taking my eyes off of the cars crashing into each other.

"After I got stuck underground, basically, I followed this, uhm.. tunnel or something that lead to a room where I found a list of names. Our names." She explains.

"A list of the players? Why?" I'm confused.

"Yeah, that's the thing, I don't think it's a list of the players, I think it a lists of odds" she tells us.

"What do you mean?" Natalie asks.

"Odds? Like... is someone betting on panic?" I ask.

"That's exactly what I think. Someone is betting. Someone who was there with us that night."

Who would bet on Panic.. but most importantly.. why.

Our thoughts are interrupted by the cars crashing and the announcer's voice.

"First casualty!"

"Number 14 almost got 12 there"

"Is Ray aiming at Dodge?" Heather asks, chuckling.

"Would it surprise you?" I reply.

"C'mon... any prize if Dodge won?" Natalie teases.

"Oh my god" I laugh "I told him he could ask the announcer for a kiss too"

"You're too cruel with the guy" Natalie tells me.

"Oh well... he likes it. His problem" I say smirking.

"Ooh you heard her?" Heather laughs.

We keep watching the race until Heather speaks up again.

"Hey, Bishop's here" she nod towards the right where Bishop is sitting with Diggins, Troy and Drew.

"Can you just go tell him how you fell, please?" Natalie asks exasperated and Heather scoffs. "Your sexual frustration have the world's worst taste"

"I thought we agreed that the Tyler thing never happened" Heather replies.

"Believe me, I wish I could forget"

"Wait.. what?" I asks shocked.

"Oh.. you didn't know? She hooked up with Tyler at Graybill's" Natalie explains while Heather rolls her eyes.

"Oh... tell me you didn't" I ask, trying to hold back my laughter.

"Yeah yeah"

"Oh my god" I say.

"There's only four cars left!" The announcer says.

I see Dodge's still in the game... and so is Ray.

Only two cars left now, Ray's and Dodge's.

This is gonna be interesting.

"Oh shit" I whisper. "Looks like Dodge is stuck"

"Yap" Natalie nods.

Ray's car simply reverses and crashes into Dodge's.

"Boom! Ray Halm just destroyed him" the announcer exclaims.

"Oh c'mon" Natalie exclaims too.

"Yep.. another burst to his ego" I comment dryly as Ray jumps on top of Dodge's car celebrating.

He comes to the edge of the court and incite the crowd, who was already screaming his name.

Once he spots me he simply sends me a kiss to which I rispond with my middle finger and a roll of my eyes.

I look around to see where Dodge might be and when I find him I'm surprised to see him talking to Luke.

What the hell are they talking about?

#mike faist #mike faist x reader #riff fanfic #riff x reader #west side story #riff imagine #wss riff #riff west side story #west side story imagine #panic prime #dodge #dodge mason imagine #dodge mason x reader #dodge mason #dodge mason smut

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aurora-godshawk · 4 years ago

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Ikemen Notes! Ikemen Pets!

Hello fellow Princesses, Time-Travelers, Waitress and Rabbit Chasers!

I received an ask for a list of all the suitors and their pets. Honestly I think I could greatly benefit form making notes on the suitors from all the games. It would make writing so much easier if I had some notes on each of the suitors routes.

Alright if I’m being honest here I don’t know all the suitors pets. Whether it be the animal type or name I don’t know them all. If you want to comment the answers I’ll add you to the contributors list.

Last Updated 11/15/2021

Contributor

@aurora_godshawk

@deafeningdeersalad (Ikerev)

@shenevertricks1831 (Ikevamp)

@theblueberryreign (Ikesen)

Midnight Cinderella - 10

Alyn Crawford - Arthur (Dog)

Louis Howard - Lucia (Blue Bird)

Giles Christophe - Michelangelo (Cat,)

Leo Crawford - Sebastian (Parrot)

Byron Wagner - Spinner (White Owl)

Sid (Llyod Gradier) - Jessie (Dog, Dalmatian)

Robert Branche - Amber (Hedgehog)

Nico Meier - Chiral (Squirrel)

Albert Burckhardt - Benjamin (Brown Rabbit)

Rayvis Harneit - Rook (Wolf)

Destined to Love - 13

Toshizo Hijikata - Montoro (Tortoise)

Katsura Kogoro -

Saito Hajime -

Ryoma Sakamoto -

Kyo Shinomiya - Taro & Jiro (Baby Chicks)

Keiki (Yoshinobu Tokugawa) -

Soji Okita - Mochi (Light Brown Rabbit)

Kirisato (Haru Akira) - Rin (White Cat)

Shinsaku Takasugi - Mii (Gray Cat)

Susumu Yamazaki -

Love, Lies and a Heist - 8

Alec Bradley -

Ewan Bradley - (Pony)

Luca Sinclair - (Yellow Carnie)

Logan Bradley - Elise (Ferret)

Ikemen Sengoku - 17

Nobunaga Oda - Haguro (Hawk)

Masamune Date - Shogetsu (Tiger)

Yukimura Sanada - Muramasa (Wolf)

Ieyasu Yokugawa - Wasabi (Deer)

Hideyoshi Toyotomi - Uri (Monkey)

Shingen Takeda - Koro (Bear)

Kenshin Uesugi - Matsu, Ume, & Take are names given (Bunny/ Army)

Mitsunari Ishida - Kitty (Tabby, Cat)

Sasuke Sarutobi - Kunai (Squirrel)

Mitsuhide Akechi - Chimaki (Fox)

Kennyo - (Cat)

Motonari Mouri - (Kangaroo)

Ranmaru Mori - …

Yoshimoto Imagawa - (Peacock)

Keiji Maeda -

Kanetsugu Naoe -

Kicho -

Ikemen Revolution - 17

Lancelot Kingsley - Shine (Lion)

Jonah Clemence - Pineapple (Hamster)

Edgar Bright - The Creek Family [ Mr. & Mrs. Creek and Creek Jr] (Ducks)

Zero - Rico (Dog)

Kyle Ash - Goo (Pig)

Ray Blackwell - Belle (Cat)

Sirius Oswald - Chutney (Raccoon)

Luka Clemence - Stone (Hamster)

Fenrir Godspeed - Shu Shu (Dog)

Seth Hyde - Mimo (Fox)

Harr Silver - Sue (Owl)

Loki Genetta -Cheery (Cat)

Blanc Lapin -

Oliver Knight -Muu Muu (Squirrel)

Mousse Atlas -

Dean Tweedle -

Daily Tweedle -

Ikemen Vampire - 15

Napoleon Bonaparte - Jupiter (Bald Egael)

Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart - Schelm (White Owl)

Leonardo da Vinci - Lumiere (Black Cat)

Arthur Conan Doyle - Vic (Cocker Spaniel Dog)

Vincent van Gogh - Brush (Raccoon)

Theodorus van Gogh - King (Golden Retriever Dog)

Osamu Dazai - Bunta (Bird)

Isaac Newton - Harry (Hedgehog)

Jean d’Arc - Cherie (White Tiger)

Willam Shakespeare - Puck (Rabbit)

Comte de Saint Germain - Thyme (Ferret)

Sebastian - Lottie (Sheep)

Charles-Henri Sanson -

Johann Georg Faust -

Vlad -

Ikemen Prince - 10

Leon Dampteur -

Chevalier Michel -

Yves Kloss -

Nokto Klein -

Licht Klein -

Clavis Lelouch -

Jin Grandet -

Luke Randolph -

Sariel Nori -

Rio Ortiz -

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taehyungsgrowl · 5 years ago

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thinking abt that ask u once got abt outpost! michael finding out he's interviewing a little kid and. i'm not w e l l. my heart is swelling just from imagining the scene,,, ma'am, no pressure, but if u would be so kind as to give us even a short blurb abt it 🥺❤

hey 🥺

i loved that concept too omg ty @ anon who had originally sent the ask!

i just used the name Noah for the little boy bc i looked up “boy names” and it was #2 (plus i like the biblical theme) so yeehaw

tw: this is a little angsty @ times. talks about the child having a bit of an unstable and rocky childhood that makes michael 🥺

Michael didn’t really care to know how the people in his outpost got there. He could assume were people who bought their way in - the wealthy that made generous contributions to The Cooperative.

He waited behind the mahogany desk in his dim-lit office, waiting for the residents to trickle in for his interviews. He had to admit, this was the most entertainment he has had since the bombs struck.

Messing with the likes of Coco St. Pierre or her stylist fueled him. Making them believe that they actually had a shot of salvation - making them believe they were special? He could laugh.

He opened the file for the next resident.

Odd... he thought. Normally the Cooperative did an excellent job of providing him with as many details on the lives of the residents, but this file was different.

There was no photo attached, no age or description. Just a name stamped in red ink like the others. The inside of his file had the name of an elementary school along with various families and addresses. At the very bottom of the page, the department of social services was listed.

It was common for the files to have information on the residents' childhoods, but this file had nothing beyond his younger years. No parents listed. No information on how he was admitted. Nothing he could use.

This kept Michael intrigued. Who was this mystery man?

He heard the door timidly open. Michael didn’t look up from his paperwork - feigning to be uninterested.

The door shut and he heard small footsteps approach. Was it a Grey that had mistaken her interview time? Michael looked up to reprimand her, but the words caught in his throat.

This was no Grey. And certainly not a man.

But a child. He couldn't have been older than ten. The clothes Venable had put on him were far too large for his small frame. He had ashy brown curls that framed his chubby cheeks and sad green eyes.

He stood near Michael’s desk, looking down at the ground.

“Are you Noah?” Michael was surprised at how soft his voice came out.

“Yes, sir.” the child kept his eyes down. His heart was racing. He was scared.

As much as he hated the Outpost, this was the first time in his life he’d been able to stay in one place for longer than a few months. Before the dropping of the bombs, he had bounced around from foster home to foster home - a permanent ward of the state.

The cubes were gross, but there were constant. The other residents and greys kept an eye out for him. Gallant would trim his hair every few weeks and Mallory would do her best to pin his clothes with what little she could find.

Secretly, Venable’s right hand, Mead, would even check on the boy before bedtime. He strangely reminded her of a familiar feeling she wished she could remember.

It had taken the end of the world for this boy to in some twisted fate, find a family of sorts.

He’d heard the whispers about Langdon’s visit. He worried Langdon would toss him out much like other fosters had.

Michael cleared his throat, trying to compose himself.

A child?

“Take a seat.” the boy did, letting his feet dangle off the chair. “How old are you?”

“I’m eight, but we don’t have birthdays here.” he looked up at Michael for the first time.

Michael grimaced. His heart felt like it was being grasped in a tight fist, almost making it hard to breathe. There was a knot in his throat that he pushed through. He’d just met Noah, but he saw so much of himself in the young boy.

Scared and with nothing but a sliver of a family - if either of them could even call what they had that.

“I never had much of a birthday either,” Michael answered out loud without meaning too. He saw the boys face drop.

“Are you gonna hurt me?” he tugged at his too large sleeves, a tear forming in his eyes.

Michael shook his head no, slowly getting up from his chair. He kneeled in front of Noah, getting eye level to make him more comfortable. “I’m not here to hurt you,” he reassured him, patting his knee.

“Do you know how you got here?” Michael’s mind flashed with the boys' memories - his mom not being able to care for him leading to years of toxic and unstable relationships for him.

“I don’t wanna get in trouble,” he whispered.

“No one will get you in trouble,” Michael promised. “Not as long as I’m here.”

“I ran away,” he looked at Michael, “I only remember being in a cage next to Emily and Timmy,” he sniffled.

Michael nodded.

“What is something that you want, Noah?” Michael stood back up.

He shrugged, his gaze back on the floor, “I don’t know,”

“Are you scared of me?”

Noah took one long look at Michael, really thinking before he answered.

“No, sir.” the boy shook his head.

Michael ruffled the boy's hair a little. “I’d like for us to be friends, Noah. Would you like that?”

He hesitated, unsure if Michael meant it. Michael walked to his suitcase and opened up the zipper. He dug through it silently until he found what he was looking for.

He pulled out a brown horse toy. One from his childhood room. He was never able to fully part with bits of his childhood.

“This is for you.” he handed him the toy, watching his face light up.

“Ms. Venable said there were no more toys!”

Michael chuckled, “Well, there aren’t a lot, but this one right here? It’s special and I want you to take care of it. Can you do that?”

“Yes!” he beamed.

“Good,” Michael sighed. He glanced at the clock. “It’s late. You should go to bed. But I’ll visit with you tomorrow, alright?”

“Yes, Mr. Langdon.”

Michael scrunched his nose at the name and sent him off to bed.

The look on the boy’s face when he walked in reminded Michael of his interview with a detective many years ago. It made his stomach turn.

The apocalypse was about new beginnings after all. Why couldn't he start by giving this young boy a fresh one?

its been a lil bit since i’ve written something + i decided to try something that isn't really michael x reader so i wanted to tag a few blogs that might be interested in this 🥺👉👈

lmk what you think or if you’d like to expand on Michael and Noah concepts.

@xavierplympton @lvngdvns @langdonswhoreprobably @desertsunflower00 @sadhoecentral @getdevils @moonanonwriting @rpwithjayn @chloewinchester13 @shyvirgoanon @littledemondani @little-grunge-flowerz @ritualmichael @wroteclassicaly @shenevertricks1831 @duncansshephard @midnightontheearth @leatherduncan @xavierplym

#michael langdon #michael langdon fan fic #ahs #american horror story #ahs apocalypse #apocalypse #cody fern #dad!michael sortaaaa #duncan shepherd #jim mason #xavier plympton #Anonymous

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kn1feinthec0ffee · 5 years ago

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when it rains - roman godfrey

roman godfrey x reader

title from the paramore song of the same name

notes: sorry if this kinda sucks! i started this while i was watching the episode, but didn’t finish it until a few days later, so it might not have the best flow. i hope you still like it though!! and even if you don’t feel free to lie to me 🥺

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“huh, that’s odd. roman isn’t answering my calls. any idea why?” i spoke to peter over the phone.

“yeah, that’s actually why i called you. i wanted to tell you that roman’s in a coma. the doctors said it wa...” the rest of peter’s words became blurred as the air was forced out of my lungs, the ringing in my ears growing louder.

“m-my boyfriend’s in a coma and no one thought to tell me?” i tried to keep the tremble out of my voice, fighting the tears that threatened to invade my eyes.

“i was gonna tell you, y/n, i just,” peter trailed off.

“you just what, peter?” i snapped. “just tell me where he is.”

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the godfrey tower. of fucking course he’s at the tower. i hopped in my car, speeding off to the location.

i parked haphazardly, not finding it in myself to care if i was in a handicapped spot or not. i burst through the doors, walking right through the metal detector as it went off, much to the guard’s dismay.

just as i found a promising set of doors, pryce body-blocked me from passing through them.

“i’m sorry, but i can’t let you in there, my dear.” he said with a smile, putting a hand on my shoulder that i quickly shook off. “family only, i’m afraid.”

“that’s bullshit! let me see him!” i tried to push him out of my path, but he rapidly grabbed both of my wrists, holding them in a steel grasp.

“that’s not going to happen, miss y/n. now if you’d like to speak to the godfrey’s once he’s gone home, that will be fine, but i cannot let you in there.” pryce spoke with a calm cadence.

“fuck you, pryce.” i growled. “i know you know we were at the mill, and you know we know about ouroboros. you’re not letting me in there because you’re worried i’ll find something that i shouldn’t find, and you’re right. you should be worried.” i ripped my hands out of his.

before he could respond to my outburst, olivia burst through the doors, a stern look on her face.

“he’s coming home.” she stated firmly. pryce followed her into the lab, protesting her decision and locking the door behind him so i couldn’t enter.

moments later, employees carted roman out of the room, strapped to a gurney. i reached out to touch him, but a guard held me back.

“let her go.” olivia stated plainly, the guard stepping away from me. she held out her arms to me and i wrapped mine around her, crying into her shoulder.

“will he b-be okay?” i sniffled, my lip trembling as i looked up at her.

“you can come see him at home, darling.” she evaded, slipping from my grip and walking out with her son.

i let out a deep sigh, letting my head fall against the wall as i willed the frustration and worry to leave my body. i looked over to pryce, flipping him off before i left the building.

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i headed up the steep staircase to shelley’s room in the attic, my lip trembling when i saw roman hooked up to the vital machine, tubes all over his frail body.

it was then i noticed shelley get up from the sofa, coming over to meet me. she pulled me into a tight hug, my feet leaving the floor for a moment.

“hey, shell. how’re you doing with all this?” i asked, looking up at her with watery eyes.

“i’m fine, i just need him to come back. we both do.” she typed into her phone.

“you don’t mind if i have a moment alone with him, so you?” i questioned sheepishly.

she shook her head no and gave us some space. i walked over to him, placing my hand on his chest and feeling it rise and fall at a slow, steady pace.

i pulled a chair over and positioned it right next to his bed. i took his hand in mine, stroking my thumb over his freezing knuckles.

“you didn’t deserve this.” i mumbled, casting my gaze downwards. i attempted to hold back my tears, but as soon as i looked back to him, the dam burst.

“it’s okay, everything will be okay,” i promised, though i wasn’t sure if it was for his sake or mine. “d-don’t worry about anything, okay, baby?”

“g-god, i was so worried about you when you di-didn’t pick up the pho-one,” i choked out, wiping the salty streams off my face. “i know you’ll wake up, though. you’ll c-come back to me. to us. me, shelley, peter, letha, we all love you so much.”

“peter and i will figure all of this out, yeah? i just know you’d wanna get up and find this thing if you were awake right now.” i chuckled softly.

“there’s s-so much i want to tell you, but i want you to be here for it. but i just want you to know that i’ll wait for you. however long it takes, i don’t care. i want to be the first thing you see when you wake up, o-okay?” i started choking up again, trying to regain my composure.

“god, it’s so unfair how fucking cute you look when you’re sleeping.” i laughed through a sob, softly brushing the hair out of his face. i watched his eyes move underneath his lids; he must be dreaming, i thought to myself.

i stayed up to talk to him as long as i could, but eventually my exhaustion caught up to me and i fell asleep, roman’s hand held firmly in mine.

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there may or may not be a part 2 to this, i’m not sure yet

i’m kinda new to the bill fandom so i don’t have a lot of people to tag so here’s a few i know -

@emmyrosee @babyboy-cody @hecohansen31 @mxnstersarehuman @skrsgardspam @shenevertricks1831

#bill skarsgård #hemlock grove #hemlock grove season 1 #shelley godfrey #olivia godfrey #peter rumancek #roman godfrey #roman godfrey x reader #roman godfrey oneshot #roman godfrey imagine #roman godfrey fic #roman godfrey fanfiction

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anastasiaskarsgard · 5 years ago

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Ok so this was asked by @shenevertricks1831 but the ask is gone or maybe I replied to it... who even knows anymore...

First times with S/O

Roman

Their first time was after an amazing evening out. It was the closest thing to dating, Roman had ever experienced. Initially he just wanted sex as usual, but Nadia pulled him aside and told him not to hurt her friends mommy. Now normally when someone told him not to do something, he could care less, but Nadia scared him. Most people thought he was just a doting father, that lived to please his daughter, but the reality was, she’s fucking terrifying. So he attempted to forget the woman, but he couldn’t. He became infatuated, and it quickly evolved into obsession. One night while creeping her Instagram, he saw her post a pic that she was on a date. That was fucking it. He rushed over, pounded on her door, and when she answered, he stormed inside asking where the motherfucker was at. She was completely confused by his behavior, and in true Roman fashion, he went on a tirade of how he wants her, but can’t have her, cuz he doesn’t want to hurt her, but he can’t forget her, and it’s driving him crazy. He knew he looked like a nutjob, so he sadly turned to leave, when she grabbed his hand and said she feels the same. He stares at her a moment and then picks her up, wrapping her legs around his waist as he takes her in her room, kissing her frantically. They rip each others clothes off and have sex till they’re sore... and then they do it again.

Axel

When her tattoo was finally done, she followed the tattoo guy to Axels shop, and was stunned how nice it was. She was expecting like a dirty hole in the wall shop, but it was a big open place, that was spotless and well lit. All the tools were neatly organized, and all the work spaces were clean. In the front were pictures and magazine covers of some of the cars he’d done, and it was shocking. She showed him her tattoo she’d gotten on her arm that was a 3D style making it look like she was a cyborg. Axel was blown away by her tattoo and thought it was the coolest thing he’d ever seen. The tattoo guy had to leave, but she stayed behind, and he showed her how to weld. When she did well at that, he almost fell over. Then she kissed him, and they fucked right there on the floor. Thank god the place was so clean.

Merkel

She was staying with her half brother since she’d just gotten out of a terrible relationship, and had to just leave her old life behind to escape the guy. Merkel found himself visiting Matt a lot, in hopes to see her. One night she said she wished she could go swimming and Merkel said they could go for a swim in his indoor pool. That blew her mind and she wanted to see his house, but Matt was too tired. So it was just her and Merkel. When they got to his place, she changed into her bathing suit, but kept a long sleeve swim shirt on. Playing around in the pool, she was showing him how to float, when her shirt rode up showing scars on her stomach. He asked her where they were from and she freaked out. He calmed her and got her to take the swim shirt off, which exposed her torso littered with scars of various sizes and shapes. She admitted that’s why she had to escape her ex, because he cut her to make her ugly every time a man looked at her. It broke merkels heart and he told her she was beautiful. She didn’t believe him, so he decided to kiss every scar, making his way down to her core, where he did such an amazing job, she believed him.

#bill asks #the guys #my writing

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jj-lynn21 · 5 years ago

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The Proposal

Part 1: Saved by an Angel , A side of tits with your pancakes, Fires Burn Hot , Spending the Nights, Learning and Loving, The end is not always the end, Part 2: Axel Grease , Big Decisions, Sex and Jet Skis, Late night fun , Old Wounds , Storms pass Dangerous Waters , Nursing the patient , Making it Work , Never Have I Ever The Masquerade Part 3: The proposal , Emotional Turmoil,

tag: @dragsraksllib @super-pink-a-palouza @loomiz @waywardtigersandwich @shkaboodle @theskarsgardcult @babyboy-cody @bskarsgardlove92 @bill-skarsgard-owns-my-ass @shenevertricks1831 @hornyhetero @taintedglass @grandpa-sweaters @bskarsgardlove92

Warnings: Fluff, angst

As dusk descends on the beach of Cozy Cove, Eric and Tami walk hand in hand. He licks his lips nervously before taking a deep breath. “Right here.” He stopped her. “This is the spot it happened.”

She turned to look at him a little confused. “What happened here?”

“It is the place I first saw you.” He smiled taking her hands in his. “I was walking out of the water with my board when I saw you jog down the beach in front of me.”

“I have a confession to make.” She laughed. “I was running on this beach at that time of day just to possibly see you emerge from the water. I was just good at averting my eyes just as you looked my way.”

He smirked. “You little minx.” He cupped her face as he smiled. “I love you.”

“Ditto.” She smiled.

Eric played with the box in his pocket before sliding it out as he got on one knee in the warm sand. He popped the lid on the box looking up at her. His hands shook. She covered her mouth with both hands in utter surprise.

“Will you, Tamara Lasey Lanks, Merry me?” He held his breath waiting for her answer.

Luckily, he didn’t have to hold his breath long. “YES!” Tami screeched.

Eric put the ring on her waiting finger. Got up. And swung her around. Both screamed. “We’re engaged.” Then they fell to the sand.

“I am so happy Tami.” Eric kissed her plum kissed lips. “I wasn’t sure you were really ready to say yes or not, but I am ready to make you my wife.”

“I have been ready.” She looked in his eyes lovingly. “I knew you would ask when you were really sure. Let’s go home. I need to call my Mother and sisters and friends and start planning. There is just some much to do.”

He loved that she was so excited. “I will help however you want. Our wedding should be everything you ever wanted and more. I told Axel I had the ring. I should call him, Josh and Dad to tell them you said, yes.” He helped her up. They raced back to his place giddy as could be.

Axel was just getting home from work when his brother Eric called him. He was stressed. He had talked to Susie at his lunch time and encouraged her to go out with her friends to celebrate getting an “A” on a group project. He wanted to ensure her friends he wasn’t the type of boyfriend that didn’t let his girl have a girls night out. He just wished she was closer in case she needed a ride. He convinced her to go all the same. Now he was worried as hell.

When his phone rang, he didn’t look before answering, “Baby are you alright? I mean are you have fun?”

“Well sweet cheeks I had the best day I could.” Eric chuckled. “Wound a little tight aren’t you little brother?”

“Fuck off.” Axel growled.

“I’m sure your girl is fine.” Eric sighed. “When is the last time you heard from her?”

“Lunch, I encouraged her to go out on a girls night.” He huffed. “I don’t want to hold her back, but I am freaking out. “

“How about you take me out to celebrate to get your head on straight?” Eric suggested.

“Celebrate what?” Axel asked. “You finally get around to proposing?”

“Actually, yes.” Eric emoted.

“No shit?” Axel took a deep breath releasing some stress in his tense shoulders.

“No shit.” Eric cleared his throat. “And I would like you to be my best man.”

“Fuck, of course bro.” Axel was a little shocked Eric didn’t choose one of his close friends, but he was happy for his brother. He did not think the, official, married life was right for him. He knew it was what his brother had always wanted. “We can celebrate tonight. Then I will put together a proper bachelor party in a few weeks.”

“Cool, we still have not set a date.” Eric confessed. “I’m just glad she said yes.”

“How about I pick you, Tami, Josh and Jen up in a half hour to celebrate.” Axel was going to take his best man duties seriously even if he really did not feel like having fun right now.

“Good deal.” Eric thought a moment. “Tami is good friends with Alison so invite her and Henry. I’ll call Josh.”

“Cool.” Axel get a buzz to open his video caller. “Gotta go. See you in a bit.” He hung up on Eric and answers the video call. “Hey Babe, I’m so glad you called. You have fun.”

“Axel?” Susie’s complexion was a little green. “I don’t feel right.” She is stumbling around outside a house.

A guy walked over to her. Axel could see the man’s smirk over her shoulder. “Hey, sweetheart. I’ll take care of you.” She giggled. “No thank you. Get Rachel. Axel?”

“Show him the phone.” Axel stayed calm for her even though he was going nuts he wasn’t there to take the guy out. He hoped he could be intimidating over video. “Show the boy your phone Babygirl.”

Susie turned her cellphone toward her would be attacker holding it out like it was a crucifix towards a vampire. “My boyfriend.” She turned her head puking in the grass.

Axel could hear her but had to pull up every bit of bravado to deal with the guy before trying to help her from afar. “Get the fuck away from my girl you son-of-a-bitch.” Axel growled. “If you try to touch her, I will find you. I will beat you within an inch of your life. Your mind will never be right again so whatever career path you are on will be done. You will be lucky if you are able to work at a fast-food joint when I am finished, and no one will know it was me.”

“Bitch isn’t worth shit anyway.” The guy mumbled. “Good luck making it home alive.”

“Baby girl, can you hear?” Axel was loud but back to a calmer voice than he felt. “Susie Q? I need to see your face.”

She was sitting against the side of house. Her eyes were barely focused as she turned her phone towards her. Her eyelids were getting heavier by the moment. “I’m sleepy.”

“I know Babygirl, but I need you to get up.” She started to put the phone down. “You look at me right now. I mean it.” Axel demanded.

“Axel.” She cried tears rolling out of her partially lidded eyes.

“Get up right this instant young lady.” His voice was curt. “If you don’t see a friend you need to find campus security.”

She slid up the wall slowly. “Axel you are being mean.” She whined but did as he told her. She looked around for her friends, but everyone was inside. Just looking in the open door, the strobe lights blinded her. She turned away stumbling the opposite direction.

“I’m not being mean. You just need to listen to get safe.” Axel assured her. “I can’t come get you.”

“Why not. I’m sick. You take care of me.” She dropped to her knees by the roadside.

“I said stand up.” He growled.

“I...’ She looked up to see lights falling over her. It was campus security. She passes out with Axel still on the phone.

“Susie?” Axel screamed into the phone. “Who is there? Are you alright?”

A young security person picked up the phone seeing Axel pleading. “It is campus security. We have her. Can you tell us what happened or what she took.?”

“She called me from the party feeling sick.” Axel tried to explain. “Her name is Susie Q um Quinnby. I’m her Boyfriend but I live in Cozy Cove California. Is she going to be okay?”

“We will take her to Ohio General Hospital.” The security officer explained. She will probably be back at her dorm by tomorrow afternoon.”

“Alright, I will contact her parents and be there in the morning.” Axel hung up and got right on airline website to book a ticket and rent a car. Then he filled her parents in on the incident. They planned to see her within the hour.

As Axel was about to board his flight his phone rang. It was Eric. “What happened? I thought you were setting something up tonight.”

“Oh fuck, I’m sorry. Susie is in the hospital.” He said hurriedly as he held his ticket and ID out for the flight attendant. She waved him on. “I am getting on a flight right now to go be with her. I will make it up to you all. I promise.”

“Go to her.” Eric replied. “That’s where you should be.”

“Oh shit. Can you call Sam to open the garage?” Axel asked. “He will be up anyway. I have to turn my phone off.”

“Will do Axel.” He got in before Axel hung up.

#cozy cove #the proposal #proposal #fluff #romance #angst #drunk #dosed #long distance relationship #love

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Can I ask for B, C and D for Arthur, Isaac and Mozart pretty please? 🖤

Of course! 💖

Arthur

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

- The size difference between your hands and his always sends a little thrill through him

- Even just twining your fingers together will put a smile on his face

- Often brushes kisses over the back of your hand or your palm

- Looks down and smiles so so soft and gets a little red over it

- You die inside omg

- He can’t help it, he just loves you

- Also loves the way he can make you scream with just his fingers and there’s the Arthur we all know and love

- When you drag your nails down his back in the heat of the moment, it never fails to make him shudder and groan

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

- The man has no sense of propriety and will put his fingers to good use at the worst times

- Very often when you’re supposed to be working, or when you’re positive he didn’t lock the door behind him

- He doesn’t seem to care in the slightest though; will just give you an assured grin and slide his fingers under your waistband

- You’ll try hard to continue with...whatever you were doing before, but he’s a bastard and knows exactly where to touch you

- Rubs you from behind as you hang your head and moan

- When you come, he shoves his fingers inside to feel your body spasming

- After, he licks them clean and hums with satisfaction

- Winks before sauntering off

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

- Listen, he’s a lot of things but pure is not one of them

- You occupy all of his waking and sleeping thoughts and he strokes himself imagining what it would be like to touch you every night

- So he chooses an obvious spot to jerk off, knowing there’s a chance you’ll walk in on him

- He settles in, and then puts on a show

- Quickly gets riled up, heat rising rapidly as he imagines you

- He hears footsteps approach the open doorway and then just stop, the sweet scent of your blood confirming your identity

- His eyes are closed but he can feel you watching; the thought too overwhelming and all at once he comes

- Groan wrenched from his throat, louder than he intended

- Not loud enough to cover your answering moan though

- When he opens his eyes you’ve already rushed away to your bedroom, but he grins to himself anyway

Isaac

B = Body part

- The hollow under your ear is his favourite spot on you

- You sigh gently whenever he brushes his nose there, filling him with such adoration that he thinks his chest might burst

- It’s a lovely spot to hide his burning cheeks as well

- If he stays there for long enough, you’ll reach up to stoke his hair he could die a happy man right then

- He likes his hips, likes watching your fingers spread across his pelvic bones when you go down on him

- Or after sex, you tend to stroke that area and it makes him shiver

- (Deep down the real reason is because of how he makes you cry his name out when he pounds you the way you like, so loud that every resident of the mansion hears it)

C = Cum

- Holy shit he gets so shy about this

- Eyes fly open wide when he sees his come on you for the first time

- When he eats you out, his face glistens; he loves it but is dying inside oh my god he’s so flushed

- If you really want to make his head explode, lick along his jaw when your slick is still all over his face

- Then give him a dirty kiss

- “I want to taste myself in your mouth”

- Wowowow he maybe nearly comes in his pants over that

D = Dirty secret

- Obsessed with coming inside you

- Like, more than is actually appropriate and he’s so embarrassed by it

- Unfortunately for him, you’re both mid-fuck when this secret makes itself known

- Your head is thrown back, chest heaving and his heart is already in his throat watching you bounce on him

- You gasp out, “I can’t wait to feel you dripping out of me, Isaac”

- Oh shit

- He’s gone

- Literally instantly comes, and you’re a little shocked at first?

- His face flares so red that you’re actually worried for a moment

- Buries his face in his hands and won’t come out until you convince him that you like it too, you wouldn’t have said it if you didn’t want it

- Then you grind against him until he’s ready to go again

- You drag his hand down so he can feel his come sliding down your thighs

- Proceeds to add more to the mess

Mozart

B = Body part

- He likes and dislikes his eyes

- Thinks they give him an ethereal glow

- He doesn’t love that they’re so emotive, but he’s trained himself quite well; he’s very sure that he only gives off a frightening aura now

- He’s lying to himself

- You like his eyes too, because of how they show his feelings

- It’s difficult to suss out at first, but once you learn to translate his sharp words with the truth his eyes project

- Then it quickly becomes your favourite thing to tease him and watch how the windows to his soul betray his mouth

- You fuck with intense eye contact, and can tell he’s going to fall apart before he actually does just from the look in those violet depths

C = Cum

- Is in near constant disbelief at how eagerly you drink him down

- Did not expect that

- Is so shocked the first time you do it that he just watches you for long moments in absolute astonishment

- Before reaching down to press his thumb on your lower lip

- He opens his mouth but nothing comes out, and it takes a few minutes longer for his tongue to start forming piercing words

- You simply smirk; knowing you’ve shocked him and relishing in it, blurting out

- “Yum”

- He actually blushes damn it

D = Dirty secret

- Yes, he has jerked off at the piano

- No, he will not ever talk about it

- He was maybe a lot a little drunk

- And riding the high of finishing a work that he actually felt proud of

- It’s ridiculous but the keys were so smooth under his fingertips and before he knew it he was reaching down

- It’s over fast, in an unsteady blur

- He comes on the floor between his shoes, panting like he’s run a marathon

- Cheek pressed to the cool ivory

- He’s fucking mortified about it tbh, but it was so good

ABC list/rules here

Already requested character/letters here

Request here

#shenevertricks1831 #thank you for requesting darling! I hope you enjoy!#ikevamp smut #ikevamp arthur #ikevamp isaac #ikevamp mozart #ikemen vampire #ikevamp #answered #abc

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shenevertricks1831 · 5 years ago

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11-12-15!

Thank you for asking! I never get to do these cause no one ever asks.

11: Are you nice to everyone?

I try to be. I'm nice whenever I meet people or interacting with those in customer service. But if you're rude/mean or acting like a dick I will not be nice.

12: What do you think about the most?

What to do. I'm a stay at home mom and honestly alot of the time I get bored and just want something to do.

15: What is your favorite word?

Fuck. It sounds cheesy or cliche, but it can be used so many ways, and I use it alot. I also have no filter, so ya lol

#asks #shenevertricks1831 answers #hecohansen31

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ali-r3n · 3 years ago

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Fatigue

Eddie Munson x Female!Reader

Eddie helps Y/N when pregnancy fatigue gets to be too much

Fluff

Eddie returned home from work to find his pregnant girlfriend in the same place she was when he left. Y/N was curled up on the couch with a blanket thrown over her as she slept. One hand cradled her cheek while the other was slipped under the pillow. The TV played a local program forgotten.

He shrugged off his jacket and hung it on the hook by the door before he walked over to her. He kneeled in front of his girl. He reached out to brush a strand of hair off of her face and behind her ear. His other hand gently touched her still flat stomach. He leaned in and kissed her forehead before he moved to do the same to her abdomen.

"Hey Peanut," he whispered. He ran his thumb over her shirt and the blanket . "Are you wearing your mama out?"

"Yes."

He smiled and turned his head to look at his girlfriend's face. Her eyes barely open and still heavy with sleep.

"Hi Sweetheart."

Her mouth opened in a little yawn and she did a small stretch like a cat waking up from its midday nap. "Hi Baby," she replied. "When did you get home?"

"A few minutes ago." He rested his temple on her hip, a lovestruck smile on his face.

"I was gonna clean up the house, but I got tired."

Eddie shook his head. "Don't worry about it, Sweetheart. I'll take care of it."

She frowned. "I wanted to do something for you."

"Oh Sweetheart," he cooed. "You're doing enough. This is your time to be selfish."

"Okay, but..."

"No buts." He reached out and poked the tip of her nose with his finger. "Just sit back and let me treat you like the Goddess you are."

Y/N ran her fingers through her hair and grimaced. Eddie's brow furrowed in confusion.

"What's the matter?"

My hair is greasy," she answered. "Showering is too much work right now."

He lifted his head up, a sparkle in his brown eyes. "I can do it."

She blinked. "You're gonna wash my hair for me?"

"Goddess." He grinned. "Remember?"

"Okay." She moved the blanket off of her and stretched her arms out in a silent plea for him to pick her up. He scooped her up in his arms and carried her to the bathroom like a bride on her wedding day.

Eddie placed her on the counter and helped her remove her clothes. He kissed her forehead and moved her to the shower. He. grabbed the shower head and turned it into her preferred temperature before he began to soak her hair. She closed her eyes and tilted her head back as he ran his fingers through her locks.

He switched off the water and picked up her favorite shampoo. Eddie squeezed some into the palm of his hand and rubbed them together before he massaged the gel into her hair.

His lips quirked up into a smile when a small moan escaped the back of her throat.

"Feel good, Sweetheart?"

"Mmhmmm."

He leaned down and pressed a chaste kiss to her lips.

"Good."

Eddie washed the shampoo out of her hair, rubbed a washcloth with her favorite body gel over her skin and rinsed. He helped her stand so that he could wrap a towel around her and picked her up in his arms once more to bring her to their shared room.

He placed her on their bed, dried her off and changed her into one of his band shirts along with a pair of panties. He grabbed her brush and sat behind her to began to gently run the bristles through her wet hair.

Once it was silky smooth, he put aside the brush and sectioned off the pieces to weave them together in a french braid. Eddie tied it off and grabbed her shoulders to pull her to lean back against his chest. His arms wrapped around her waist and he pressed a kiss to her cheek.

"Better?"

"Better."

He nuzzled the side of her face. "You ever need my help, Sweetheart. All you have to do is ask."

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