#sighs I'll appreciate the good regardless though

[10underoot2]

I cannot stress enough how strongly episode 14 starts. I loved so much of it.

- Haein's beautiful monologue at the start. I love how it contrasts the Church conversation because he does remember and he's willing to still stay true to his promise of being by her side.

"We put emphasis on our happy moments but we dont know what the future hold for us. So we make promises we can't keep and laugh as if these happy moments will last forever. However, there is a dark side behind those radiant moments. When the magical moments dissapeared and hardships made me want to give up, a thought crossed mind. 'Sure, I've experienced many misfortunes, but I still have you.' And that helped me endure."

- The beautiful, beautiful way she tells Hyunwoo why she cannot get surgery if it means losing her memory. Notice how she draws him in a game of remember when. It's their memories that they're talking about and reminiscing. If she got the surgery the strength, the field, him, the memories they all cease. I can't imagine the pain of her knowing that all these memories and experiences would then be only his.

Honeymoon. Field. Trivial info - there was a pub. We drank and argued - intimate detail. Smile - ah I remember you saying that. Passed the field again - a beautiful moon.

"I still remember the smell, the moon and the wind of that day. That's what memories are. Being alive means I cherish those memories and drive strength from them. So those memories define me and my life. And I'll be losing them. This place will just become an ordinary field for me. And you will become a stranger. I'll no longer be myself. That's why I'm not getting the surgery. I've lived as myself and I'll die as such."

[changisworld]

“Are you being serious?”

Fuckboy!hyunjin x reader

Word count;8,001

Summary: You & Hyunjin are finally moving into a positive direction, finals are now here though so you are both trying to focus on that, meaning you both can’t spend so much time with each other unless you both want to go insane. You tell your lecturer how well your assignments are going & he gets the bright idea to let you tutor someone in your class who is struggling a lot & is in desperate need of help… that being Hyunjins friend, Han Jisung.

18+, MDNI, SMUT WARNINGS UNDER THE CUT.

main masterlist here

part 1 here & part 2 here

ALL WARNINGS: Jealous Hyunjin, Jealous reader, Possessive Hyunjin, voyeurism??, recording, spit, creampie, fingering, oral(m rec), body worship, PIV, unprotected sex, marking, begging, dirty talk, praise, angst & fluff, crying after sex, brief aftercare (more happens off screen), soft hyunjin

-> reader is described as Hyunjins girlfriend & 'she/her' pronouns are used a few times but its brief<3

->This isn’t proofread so if there’s any errors i apologise mwah x

In the month running up to finals, you have been absolutely drowned in assessments & of course you need to pass, so for that reason, you n Hyunjin haven't spent as much time together. You do both study together every once in a while but you work a lot better on your own & he respects that, leaving you to it as he studies in his own free time.

You have both been doing well in the sense your feelings have grown for one another but college is still the same, Hyunjin still being the bubbly person, sitting with his large group of friends while you sit further at the back, but to give him credit he does openly choose to work with you for random partner tasks (which half of the girls in the same course a you now resent you for) & he brings you a drink at least once a day.

You've just submitted one of your last essays (which you're proud of of course) & now you can relax a whole lot more than you were before... until your lecturer asks you if you would like an extra few credits.

You of course say yes, knowing it will definitely help if for some reason you get marks taken off for your other grades, not thinking it would be too hard to complete, that is until he tell you what you need to do.

"Jisung has been really struggling y/n, you can really help him & I know you can since you've never had below a ninety. Don't feel pressured please, but I'm sure he would really appreciate it." He says to you, giving you a pleading look.

You sigh before just nodding your head, not wanting to let your professor down, but also don't want someone in your class to fail simply because you couldn't be bothered to help him.

You know he's really good friends with Hyunjin, him mentioning a few times & they have always sat beside one another, loving to piss off everyone around them. You know he doesn't take anything too seriously but you would feel more guilty if you didn't at least try.

"Thank you y/n. I'll be sure to tell him when I next speak to him one on one. I'll see you tomorrow & I'll have him come talk to you, if he gives you a hard time though by being an idiot, don't be afraid to stop helping him, you're not being forced." He says to you in a cheery voice as he fixes his papers, messy all over his desk. You say your goodnights to each other & you leave the building, making the short journey home.

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You get home & of course Hyunjin is already waiting for you, Tuesdays being the one day a week you promises you would spend time together, regardless of the busy schedules.

"Took you long enough, thought you had fell asleep in the damn hall. What was it he was talking to you about? I'd rather swallow a whole potato in one go than waste my time talking to that guy outside of hours, that guy hates me." Hyunjin questions, not looking up at you for more than a second as he stirs the pasta he is cooking for the both of you.

" He hates you because you made that mans hair go grey with the stress you've causes him n trust me, I almost did, we were talking about how I'm preparing for finals, he also asked me to help one of your friends with a whole lot of it." you sigh as you kick your shoes off & putting your bag on the coat peg hung up on the wall, on the tiny bit of free space that Hyunjins multiple jackets & hoodies now clogging up.

"Really? wait taste this, n who is it? Half my friends are dumbasses so you've got your work cut out, good luck to ya." Hyunjin jokes as he holds up the wooden spoon to your lips, his other hand underneath the spoon to catch any droplets.

You taste it n let out a hum of approval which makes him smile before turning around to continue stirring a few more times before going into your cupboard to grab two plates. "Your friend Jisung! I'm surprised he asked me out of all people, I've only had one actual conversation with him n that was during freshers, I only remember because he was wearing those glasses of his & kept bursting out into song randomly." you chuckle as you recall the memory, getting you both a glass before going into your fridge to grab the bottle of prosecco you bought yesterday just for this occasion.

Hyunjin stops his movement for a second before replying with a 'mhmm' & you don't think too much of it, grating some cheese before putting it on the coffee table in your living room rambling about random stuff, but his mind doesn't move. "So about Jisung, did you say yeah to helping him?" he asks, setting both of your plates down on the small table before grabbing two cushions off your couch n placing them on the floor, patting it for you to sit down next to him.

"Yeah, I agreed because I've only got a few more things to do n I'll be finished, I'd feel guilty for saying no, I can't let him just fail the entire course because I couldn't be bothered you know? If what you're worried about is that I won't have time for you, you're wrong, I'll still be seeing you on Tuesdays regardless." You reply in an your usual tone, giving Hyunjin a peck on the cheek as you thank him for the pasta before picking up your fork & taking a bite.

"Jisung.. Isn't someone you wanna try teach, It's a waste of your time, you should probably pass on the offer. You should help me! I'm sooo stuck on the power point." he responds, his voice monotone, trying to hide how pissed he actually is.

"Hyune, we both know you're not struggling, you only have like two more things to do so stop being silly, n besides, I get a few extra credits if I do it so it will be worth it." you say after swallowing a bite, looking at him & that's when you realise his body language, completely giving away the fact he is now in a sulk as he purses his lips at what you say, not verbally replying to you.

"Hyunjin, what's up with you, hmm? You were so happy when I got home, is something bothering you?" you ask him, putting your fork down. "It's just.. Jisung is just gonna try get in your pants y/n. I know what he's like, if he actually gave a fuck about this grade, he woulda tried way before now, he has a music career now so he doesn't even need college." he says, pointing his fork at you & swaying it around as he speaks, his voice serious despite him trying to sound unbothered.

You just look at Hyunjin, honestly confused on where this attitude has came from. "Just because he might have another career once he leaves, doesn't mean he doesn't wanna pass, Hyune. He won't 'get in my pants' I don't even know him or anything about him apart from what you've told me." a tinge of annoyance in your voice now, not at all liking what he has to say.

"Alright." he mumbles as he begins eating, not wanting to discuss it further so you ignore it, moving onto a different conversation, which makes his mood slightly better than it was before.

Hyunjin leaves an hour or so later, after helping you wash up & cuddling with you until you were dozing off. You give him a sheet of notes you had written earlier in that day just for him to help him with his own essays, changing the wording a whole bunch so he wouldn't accidentally write something similar to you have done, which he can't help but blush at the thoughtfulness. He leaves your apartment in the same mood when you first came home earlier on.

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You're walking to your morning class after grabbing a drink from the cafeteria when you hear someone calling your name from behind you over the music of your headphones, you turn around to see Jisung being the reason your name is being said, his dorky little smile looking back at you as he walks up to you.

"Hi y/n, in case you didn't know but I'm Jisung n I just wanna say thank you for helping me with all of this, means loads to me." he says, giving you an awkward chuckle as his hand rubs against the nape of his neck.

"Don't worry about it, just don't make it a waste of my time, I still need to do loads of my own stuff so I won't be waiting around for you." responding in a cold tone as you put your headphones on again before walking to your class.

You take your own unofficial seat & just go on your phone, not paying much attention to the things going on around you, blocking out the multiple conversations going on around you.

You look down to the right corner of the auditorium & notice Hyunjin isn't sitting in his own usual spot.

You; Where r u? u okay? Hyune<3: yea, just slept in lol, just take pics of what u write n i can use that, ill probs be in after break

You begin texting a response when the chair next to you is pulled out & someone sits beside you, you look to your left & Han is smiling at you, pulling his books out of his bag & placing them on the desk.

"Sir told me to come n sit beside you since he is helping yuna right now n he doesn't have time to re-explain it all to me. You still okay to help me, right?" He blurts out, looking at you with his boba eyes, you just nod your head & he smiles.

Jisung begins to show you where he's at on each part of the assessments he needs to do & shows you the very few notes he has actually been bothered to write down.

"You've only wrote this..? for an entire years worth of work this is all you have to help you?" yo snort as you hand back his notepad, your eyebrows raised. "I thought it wouldn't be this intense!" he responds, his voice whiney.

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You spend the next hour roughly explaining how to do the main parts of everything & you were writing down a few things for him since you realise he is a painfully slow writer, but you choose to hold your tongue since you think he is actually listening since he is actually asking you a question ever so often.

The time hits quarter past eleven so you grab your little blue money purse before standing up to leave for your break when Jisung moves his chair out so you can't leave. "Y/n, could I get your number or something? so I can text you.. about the work! of course." Han asks you as he stands up to face you fully.

"Awk yeah that would make sense, alright." you take one of your pens off the desk & open the cap before grabbing Jisungs hand before you write your number on it & then squeezing yourself past him, walking up the rest of the stairs to leave but he runs up to you again to begin walking with..well, behind you, ignoring his friends at the other end of the room shouting his name.

"Thanking you y/nnie, I can call you y/nnie right? anyways what's your plans for after college hours? Do you have a job you gotta get to? Any sorta clubs? I get the vibe you definitely are a part of... an art class. I woulda said book club but I feel as if that's too basi-" "You talk so much, holy shit. My plan is to finish what I need to finish tonight or tomorrow so I'll have time to actually help you" you cut off, rolling your eyes as you begin walking one of the common area benches, Jisung still trailing behind you.

You sit down & Jisung settles himself beside you, smiling at his friends whenever they walk past, talking your ear off as you just stare at him, not paying attention.

A minute later, You turn away from Jisung & lean your head against the wall in annoyance , Jisung now talking about how he lived in Malesia & almost got eaten by an alligator when your eyes scan the area & that's when you notice Hyunjin strolling towards you. You lean back upright & smile n wave at him & he smiles back, until Han pops his head out from behind you to see who you're waving at, your body no longer covering him from the way you're both sitting.

Hyunjin reaches you but doesn't sit down, instead standing in front of both of you. "Heya y/n, hi jisung, what you both talking about." Hyunjin says in a weird tone of voice, sounding slightly off standish. "Couldn't tell ya, sir didn't really go over anything new so I didn't write anything down to give you, he was just answering others questions, come sit." you say as you pat the spot beside you but he doesn't budge, feet staying glued to the floor, hi eyes moving to now look at the man sitting beside you.

"So if he was answering questions all day, why'd you not just ask him for help on what to do? Why are you putting more on y/ns plate?" Hyunjin spits to jisung, his facial expressions scarily neutral. "Because he would spend an entire day explaining it to me! I asked y/n a million times if it's fine n it's fine! y/n doesn't mind it." Han whines back, throwing his hands around & that's when Hyunjin notices your number drawn onto his hand.

Hyunjin looks at it then back at the both of you before scoffing. "Point is, you don't give a fuck about passing, I'm not stupid. I'll see you later." he speaks in the same cold tone, tapping your head condescendingly before walking away & down the hall out of sight.

"What the hell is his problem, he has such an attitude." you murur, mostly to yourself but Jisung responds anyway. "dunno, maybe stress." feigning innocence.

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Hyunjin walks into class, blood boiling. He sits on the opposite side than he usually does & puts his headphones on, basically throwing the items in his bag onto his desk before logging into his computer & pulling up his word document.

He doesn't look up at any of the noise around him, other students for some reason spending their break in the same room they've been sitting in for four hours now until someone taps his head before pulling his headphones off his head.

"Nice song, what's it called?" Lisa chimes as Hyunjin turns around, relaxing when he sees it's just her & not a random person trying to piss him off. "You're still on your essay? y/n handed hers in already, didn't your little girlfriend feel like helping you out?" she remarks, sitting on the edge of the desk, swinging her legs while she looks down at him.

"y/n.. isn't my 'girlfriend' so to speak n anyways, we both agreed to do it on our own since y/n concentrates better that way n i've learned that so do I, so if you could leave Lisa i'd like that." he responds, his tone sounding more rude than he intended.

"Who pissed in your cereal Hyunjin, jeez. That sucks, I'd love for you to help me, I'm further behind than I wanted to be, can I borrow your notes at least? & you sure y/n works better on her own? She was helping Jisungie a wholeeee bunch earlier." she speaks back, sweet toned, the smile not wiping off her face for even a second, picking up his notepad & flicking through it.

"Mhmm, just take it n give it back at the end of the day. I told y/n helping Jisung is a waste of time but sir n Jisung both wormed their way into her brain knowing she would feel too guilty for saying no, she didn't listen to me, she's too kind." he replies, not bothering to look up at Lisa despite feeling her eyes almost burning two holes into his side profile.

"Clearly not too kind if she can't listening to her own boyfriendddd" she teases, ruffling up his hair. "I told you, we aren't officially together, you taking my notes or no? I have stuff to do Lisa." he snarks as he finally actually looks up at her as she jumps off the desk, jotter in hand.

"I know, just wanted to hear you confirm the fact. I would ask you to send me the notes but you've blocked my number, y/n has you so bitched, didn't think I'd see the day." Hyunjin just rolls his eyes as Lisa says this but he sees you & Jisung walking back into the room, six or seven levels above & he gets an idea.

He rolls his chai out, blocking Lisas path as he looks up at her, a puzzled look on her face. "If you say please, I'll think about unblocking youuu." he taunts, his pretty smile showing on his face. Lisa looks up at you in your usual seat, noticing your quick glances down back at them, trying to not make it too obvious before looking back down at Hyunjin. "Pretty please, Jinnie?" she responds, battering her eyelashes as she ruffles his hair again.

He chuckles before moving out of the way, letting her past. As she leaves, he murmurs a 'next joke, fuck that' to himself, internally cringing at the conversation between them before pressing play on his spotify again & doing his work.

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The day finally ends & you are quick to get out of the room, not being surprised if steam was coming out of your ears with how pissed you are. You noticed Lisa & Hyunjin speaking & you were unable to concentrate from that moment on. 'Why was she touching him?' 'Why was he flirting with her?' 'what a fucking dick' keep bursting into your mind & you honestly want to punch them both in the face.

Hyunjin gets his notepad back from Lisa & walks away without saying much of anything to her, trying to catch up to someone in particular... Jisung.

He knows his schedule like the back of his hand & it doesn't take much walking or time to find him, sitting on a small ledge waiting for the main music room to be unlocked for him, Chris & Changbin, eating a packet of skittles, filling his chubby cheeks while just idly looking around.

"Heya Hyunjin, you alright?" He questions, pulling his legs closer to his chest so Hyunjin can sit down opposite him, which he does. "Been better, got a question for you though." he sighs, leaning forward to dig his hand into Jisungs packet & takes out a handful of skittles, dumping the green ones back into the packet.

"Go f'r it." he speaks, words muffled as he pours more into his mouth. "What you doing with y/n? I pretty much made it clear to stay away, so what is your problem? You coulda asked anyone to help you but I know you went to sir n specifically asked for y/n's help, you can't fool me I've known you too long." he questions, his voice sounding far too normal for it to be comfortable.

"You didn't tell me shit, n I'm not a toddler, what makes you think you can tell me what to do? You're not actually together together so why can't I simply speak to her?" he remarks, smirking at him knowing he is getting under his skin as he throws his empty food wrapper at the bin but missing, making him kiss his teeth.

Hyunjin scoffs at his words, in disbelief. "Han stop being a dick, y/n is mine n it's that simple so just fuck off, I've never told you to leave anyone fuck alone until now so just do it? It's not difficult believe it or not." Hyunjin snaps back, getting more annoyed as the clock ticks by, not bothering to keep his tone quiet as another student walks by every once in a while.

"Yea n we also agreed we wouldn't cockblock each other yet here you are, you guys aren't official which you said yourself so it's fair game. You can't claim someone if you're still flirting with your other little side pieces, me & y/n saw you n Lisa earlier. You seriously wanna get rid of everyone else you see for one person? Next joke." he replies, his voice raising at the end, honestly enjoying how pissed off Hyunjin is getting, his face getting more & more red.

"Lisa is literally nothing to me n yea-" Hyunjin is cut off as Changbin n Chan swivel around the corner, all smiles. "Heya Hyunjin, not seen you in ages, Jisung I got the key so we can go in now, you coming Hyun?" Chan questions as he turns his back to unlock the door.

"Nah, I'm busy n got things to do, I'll speak to you all later." Hyunjin replies, squishing Changbins cheeks playfully, trying to ease any tension the others are starting to sense, before walking off, his breathing intense as he leaves the building & pretty much speed walking home.

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He enters his complex building & storms up the multiple flights of stairs, skipping a step or two each time. He turns the corner & sees you sitting on his doormat, both of you making eye contact.

You stand up & wipe any dirt that could be on you as Hyunjin sighs, stopping in front of you as he moves one of his headphone speakers, not even bothering to fully pull them off.

"Are you gonna speak to me n tell me what's wrong with you Hyunjin?" You speak out, placing your hands on your hips. "Do you seriously not know what you've done? Give me a fucking break. Move, I want to get inside." he spits back before trying to worm his way around you but you stop him.

"Hyunjin what the fuck is your problem? I've done jack shit n yet you're treating me as if I'm an annoyance to you! I'm not leaving till I get an answer." you yell back, getting even more pissed at his attitude.

"I'm not even going to bother arguing with you, especially in my fucking hallway y/n, get inside." He spits out as he pushes your arm away & unlocks his door before entering, not bothering to shut it as he knows you're gonna end up following him.. which you do.

You shut his door behind you & chase behind him as he walks into his bedroom & throwing off his hoodie, not even acknowledging you as he does his usual routine.

"So you gonna explain or what? Also turn around when I speak to you, don't be so fucking rude Hyunjin." you utter, speaking to his back as he doesn't even bother looking at you.

"Got nothing to explain. You gonna tell me why you wrote your number on Jisungs arm when I specifically told you what he would be actually wanting from you & after telling you it would be a complete waste of time?" He scoffs, rolling his eyes as he turns around to look back at you, leaning on his desk.

You raise your eyebrows at him, not being able to hold back the shocked laugh at his words. "Are you being fucking serious? First of all Hyunjin, I'm not a kid that you can boss around n second of all, I only gave him my number so he can ask me about anything he needs & I'm basically finished everything I need to do for finals so I don't fucking care about helping your friend out a bit!" you yell back, your heart beginning to race.

"It's fucking obvious he was flirting with you y/n?! Are you really that naive to fucking see it? Sorry to be the one to tell you but it's true." he replies, swinging his arms around & pointing as he speaks.

"So fucking what if he was? It changes absolutely nothing since I'm not interested! But if you want to speak about flirting, you're a huge fucking hypocrite since you were basically drooling over Lisa earlier & you knew I was watching! Your attitude is disgusting & if you're acting like this when we aren't even official then what makes you think that is what I want? You're straight up immature." you shout, your voice going a bit raspy & your hands shaking.

"I did that because I was fucking hurt about what you were doing! & I know we aren't officially together but you haven't been acting as if you want to be with me! You don't even listen to me y/n when I know what the hell I'm talking about. I chosen you for me to actually try get into a relationship with but I'm thinking it's not worth it." he cries out, tears threatening to leave his eyes as he says this, shouting back at you.

"Are you trying to insinuate I'm 'lucky' to be in this position with you, get off your fucking high horse holy shit! I didn't flirt with Han at all but you can't say the same about you & Lisa, how am I supposed to trust you if you act like this over something so small? This isn't even fucking worth it Hyunjin, I'm not going to let you see me as if I'm beneath you." you respond, your voice going monotone at the end as you shake your head at him before turning around to leave, realising this conversation is getting nowhere.

Hyunjin is quick to step across his room & get between you & the bedroom door, blocking you from leaving. "When the hell did I say you're beneath me? Why can't you see how upset I am over all of this? I want to be with you in the future but you are just throwing it back in my fucking face? Do you just like the attention or something? Is that why you just straight up refused to listen to me?" he questions, looking right into your eyes with his own, his eyes being similar to how they looked when he came to your house & confessed to you not too long ago, but with anger mixed in along with them this time.

"You're fucking joking, right? What 'attention' am I getting other than you yelling in my face about it? Stop being such a jealous prick Hyunjin, the future isn't now so you don't have this 'claim' on me like you think you do, as much as I want it & how much you claim yo want to, we aren't fucking dating & you wanna know why I think you're trying to hold back? Is because you like the attention & you won't be able to fuck anyone else without it being considered cheating! Come back to me when you can sort your jealousy & other issues out." You scream at him, a tear or two falling down your cheeks but you're quick to wipe them away, not looking right at him as you speak.

Hyunjin cackles at our words before yet again stopping you from being able to leave, putting his hand on the door handle. "You speak so much stuff that you're convinced you know all about but you couldn't be so wrong it's honestly a joke. I don't want anyone else but you & I've made it so clear since the start, You expect me to not be jealous when someone is fawning over you.. what's mine? Acting as if your blood doesn't boil when anyone flirts with me? You being so pissed about Lisa is a prime example. Stop acting like you're any better than me, that you're not just as possessive over me, you just don't wanna seem like a psycho about it." He replies, his tone still full of venom but no longer yelling at you, tonguing his cheek.

"Why wouldn't I be jealous? I'm clearly threatened by all the girls who drool over you, even more so because I'm not similar to those girls, I'm not as confident or straight up ballsy as them! But the way you've gone about everything is so wrong Hyunjin." You cry, voice lowering to match his but the tears not fully stopping & he takes his finger to wipe them away, pouting.

"I'd be lying if I said you admitting you're jealous isn't hot, but stop fucking worrying, I wouldn't give you the time of day if I wasn't one hundred percent sure. Stop crying too, you don't need to. But being for real, y/n, sto-" He is cut off as your phone begins ringing in the back pocket of your jeans & Hyunjins arm is quick to swing around & pull it out before reading the nameless number, Hyunjin hands it to you with his eyebrows raised, already knowing who it is.

You answer the phone & It's obviously Jisung, who doesn't even give you time to say anything before asking you a whole bunch of questions, saying he is 'stuck' on what to do.

As Jisung speaks, Hyunjin taps the 'speaker' button before ushering you towards his bed, his smirk not leaving his face. You look up at him with confused eyes as the back of your knees hit the bed, making you sit on it before Hyunjin pushes on your shoulder so you're laying fully down, your feet still on the floor of his room before getting on top of you & moving your head to the side before nuzzling his face in your neck, beginning to nibble at it, making you tense up beneath him & your breath hitches.

"Jisung can I call you ba-" You're cut off by Hyunjin nibbling down on your neck as he mumbles a 'nuh uh' & your hand reaches up to pull on Hyunjins hair & he does his best to hold back a groan, his hand slithering down to your jeans, unbuttoning the button after around thirty seconds of trying & then using his hand & legs to push them down just far enough for acccess.

He begins to allow his finger to graze over the outside of your pussy, feeling the fabric of your panties, not failing to feel over the small wet patch now visible as he sucks a dark purple hickey into the crook of your neck & your eyes scrunch together as you bite your lip, trying to not make a sound.

"I did the first two paragraphs but I'm stuck on what quotes to use, I think the ones I've chosen are too short to keep writing about, what quotes did you choose?" Han questions on the other end of the phone but you're barely paying attention as the man above you now wriggles his fingers under your panties, now drawing small circles on your clit, making you gasp.

"You can't use t-the same quotes I use J-jisung, read what you've chose o-out to me." you stutter out, hips grinding against Hyunjins fingers as best as you can with the position you're in.

Jisung begins to read out his quotes & Hyunjin can't help but let out a small chuckle, half at how hard Han is trying but the other half being at how hard you're trying to remain coherent, so he steps up his actions. He cups your pussy before dragging his hand down to your dripping hole & entering two fingers in, a small squelch being heard & your legs tense up even more as you melt into his lips, still suckling hickey after hickey into your neck.

"Y/n? Am I breaking up? We can meet up if you want & you can go over it, I know a café we can meet at if you're free?" He requests & Hyunjin breaks away from you neck to reply for you. "y/n is busy, figure it out." he remarks as he hangs up before turning your phone off & tossing it to the side.

"Didn't know you're into that, y/nnie, you're so wet just from a few touches? So dirty." he remarks, smirking at you before locking his lips with yours, his tongue tasting your own before he even gives you time to respond & you bring your hands to cup his cheeks.

His fingers begin to hit against your G-spot as he uses a 'come here' motion as his thumb begins to rub your clit from side to side, making you whine into his mouth, making him smirk.

You move your arm down, dragging your nails down the front of him & over his abs over his shirt before beginning to palm his cock over his joggers, making his hips jerk forward before changing your position by rolling himself onto the bed & pulling you so you're straddling him, his fingers leaving your cunt as he does so, making you whince.

You begin grinding over his covered hard on after kicking your jeans fully off, you being left in just your shirt & panties. "Maybe you're the dirty one Hyune, can't resist touching me while your friend is on the phone hmm?" You finally have the chance to reply & Hyunjin chuckles as his hands come down to your ass, fondling the skin. "Oh but I can resist, but why would I when it's funny to hear him try ask you out while disguising it as 'studying' while you're at my house currently half naked?" he replies instantly, biting his lip as your wetness is now soaking through your panties & leaving a small spot on his clothes, staining them.

You roll your eyes before you pull his shirt off his body, messing up his hair a bit before you slither yourself off the bed & onto his carpeted floor & tugging on his joggers, his hips raising to help you remove them, leaving him in only his underwear.

"You're being bold for someone who couldn't take more than a quarter of my cock last time you sucked it, you trying to train yourself for Jisung?" he teases, resting his bodyweight on his elbows, looking down at you as you pull his hardened cock out, pumping it slowly in your hand.

"Maybe I just didn't want to take any more seeing since I have no idea where it's been." you spit back, looking up at him as you smirk, your bottom lip in between your teeth as you let a glob of spit escape your lips & fall onto his pretty pink tip. He opens his mouth to respond but you cut his words out of his chest by licking a long strip from just above his base to his tip before letting the tip fall past your lips, suckling on it softly, making him hiss.

You let your tongue swirl against his tip before you begin dipping your head lower, allowing your mouth to take part of his shaft in your mouth too. You are still a bit nervous since it's only your second time sucking cock but Hyunjins words fuel you to prove to him you can take it all, so as he is taking a deep breath out, hand holding your hair out of your face, you force your head down further so over half of his cock is now in your mouth & you hollow your cheeks, making his toes curl & have to consciously try not jerk his hips into your mouth.

"You been practicing y/n? Doing so well, taking it so g-good, so pretty." he groans, lightly slapping your cheeks, feeling his cock through the skin of your cheek, giving him butterflies.

You begin to bob your head up & down his cock as you use your hand to jerk him off in the same rhythm, making his grip in your hair tighter as his groans & hisses get more frequent, making you convinced you're probably leaking your own wetness onto the floor you're situated on.

You let yourself off his cock to catch a breath as you let all the spit that's formed in your mouth get dribbled back onto his cock if it hasn't already fell past your lips & you look up at him with glossy eyes as you pump him at a faster pace, his cheeks blown out & now breathing out his mouth.

"Only practice I've gotten is off the pretty boy I'm looking at right now." you chuckle, honestly having no idea where the confidence is coming from before you blow cold air onto his tip, making him yelp & scrunch his eyes shut before leaning forward to pull you back onto the bed.

"I refuse to cum before fucking you" he mumbles, out of breath as he kisses you again, full of tongue. "Open your mouth." he hushes as he breaks away from your lips, fingers playing with your folds over your panties again, his wet cock against your thigh.

You do as he says & he spits into your mouth, humming as you swallow it, nothing but lust in both of your eyes. "Such a slut deep down, aren't you? You want more? Your hips can't fucking stay still." he chuckles, biting his lip as he looks down at the sight below, your lower half squirming to try get more friction & you just whine.

"Hyune.. Please give me it, don't I deserve it?" You question, seduction tinging your voice & Hyunjin can't stop the feeling of his cheeks & ears going hot, the way you're currently talking making his head spin.

He stands up & pulls you towards the edge of the bed, still laying on your back as he peels off your soiled underwear, your pussy glistening & his mouth waters, deciding to spit right onto your clit, making you whine.

He pushes your legs that little bit further apart before situating himself between them, jerking himself slowly while looking down at you. "How bad do you want it, hmm? tell me how much you want it, pretty." he speaks, not looking away from your pretty face as he hits his tip against your clit, making a tiny, sticky slapping noise. "Hyune I deserve it, want it so much, don't I? Look how wet I am for you." you whine, fingers trailing down to spread your lips, exposing your hole to him.

Hyunjin groans at the action , his cock twitching as he aligns himself up with your entrance. "Say it one more time, didn't quite hear you." he replies, hand caressing the inside of your thigh as he drags his cock up & down your folds. "Hyunjin please just put it in! I need it s-" Your cries are cut off as he pushes his tip past your hole & sheaves into you until his pretty, full & heavy balls are against your skin, making you gasp.

"You're so tight, Jisung not fucking you right?" He asks, trying to sound calm & collected when in reality he is trying to not cum on the spot, your warm, wet walls wrapping around his dick perfectly. "t-stop winding me up hyune, please move." you whine in response, making Hyunjin smirk as he retracts his hips before thrusting back into you, knocking the air out of your lungs.

He sets a slow but powerful pace, small squelching noises & both of your whines & grunts filling not only his bedroom but the entire apartment. "For someone wh-who's such a fu-fuckboy, you're not fucking me l-like one." You struggle but get the words out, wanting to give him a taste of his own medicine & it works as he grunts before pushing the backs of your thighs up against your chest before beginning to pound into you, making you squeal.

"You wanna try repeat that for me, hmm? You're saying that as if anyone can fuck you like this but me, your cunt is mine, can't your brain understand that or are you just too much of a whore to only want one dick?" He snaps at you, his hair sticking to his forehead because of the sweat as he abuses your cunt, his thumb reaching down to your cunt, making you yelp & your hips begin meeting his thrusts halfway.

You shake your head but he isn't happy with that response & he grabs your face by the cheeks, forcing you to look up at him as he leans forward. "Words, y/n, where did your boldness go, hmm? Who's pussy is this? Tell m-me." He asks, breath quick & short as he doesn't slow down for even a second, letting out a hiss as you reach up to his back & digging your nails into him on accident, for sure leaving marks later but none of you bothering to care.

"Y-y-yours! Hyun-jin I'ma c-cum." you screech, brain going completely blank, your body almost exploding with sensation. Hyunjin smirks at you before standing upright again, continuing his assault on your swollen cunt. "Cum for me then, show me how good I-I make you feel, Only I can do this for you, can't I? Only I know how to m-make you feel so good, you look so beautiful under me, you need to see." he groans back at you, throwing his head back momentarily before looking back down at you as you cum around his cock, wriggling & squirming as it washes over you, your knuckles going white from the grip you have on his bedsheets.

He fucks you through your orgasm, leaving you breathless before he pulls out. You don't have much time to question it however as he pulls out of you & grabbing your phone off the floor before returning to you.

"Gonna show you how fucking hot you look, It's on your phone so it's just for your eyes, no stress." He says, breathless as he turns on the video option before pressing record & sliding himself back into you, your orgasm forming a white ring around his base.

You clench around his thick cock, partly from overstimulation as he begins pumping into you again, chasing his own release now. The camera is pointed at you so you decide to act up a little, pulling your shirt above your tits, exposing your hardened buds to the camera & cold air of the room, making Hyunjin whine. "Look how beautiful you are y/n, you're anything & everything I could e-ever fucking want, taking me so well, I've t-trained you to take my c-cock so well." he says in a husky voice, his throat now dry as he continues ogling you, looking down at your swollen, reddened pussy, dragging the phone down to let the screen get a good look too, watching it tense & clench around him, making his knees almost buckle.

His eyes widen as your fingers move up to your pretty tits as you begin playing with your own nipples, tugging & pulling on them before raising your fingers to Hyunjins lips & he gladly suckles on them, moaning onto them before you pull them out of his mouth & caress your now spit covered nipples softly.

"You like the c-camera, beautiful? You-you're so dirty, so p-perfect for me. Turn your pretty face to the side, show the camera w-what you let me do to you y/nnie" He groans, his voice high pitched & squeaky & you do as he says instantly, not fully processing what he meant or said as he move the camera upwards, showing the purple marks he has inprinted on your skin.

"G-gonna cum y/n." he forces the words out & before you even realise, you're wrapping your legs around his waist & pulling him towards you. He tosses the phone to the side again before falling onto his elbows on each side of your head & you use the rest of your strength to tilt your head up enough to connect your lip to his neck & you begin pinching the skin of his neck with your teeth & you suck a big purplish red mark into his neck as his own orgasm washes over him.

He melts into your skin as his orgasm fills you, coating your walls & giving you goose bumps. You let him fully lay on you as you softly kiss his neck & earlobe, letting him catch his breath back as you also try relax your own breathing.

You lay like this for a minute or two in complete silence as you now begin playing with Hyunjins wet hair, before tears start leaving your eyes. You begin to sniffle & Hyunjins brain switches itself back on as he pushes his head up from your neck to look at you, now crying.

"Y/nnie, why are you crying? Did I hurt you?" He begins to panic as he moves off of you to start checking you but you sit up too, basically following him as you wrap your arms around him, pulling him back down to you.

"Just stay here f'r a bit, Hyune I'm sorry, I didn't know how upset I would make you." you sniffle, not looking right at him as he looks at your reddened face, his heart hurting. "I'm sorry too, I don't want you to feel insecure, I was being stupid. Can we.. go on a proper date? I know it's not the most romantic time or place to ask but I was n still am serious about only wanting you y/n, I mean it, pinkie swear." He asks you in a soft voice & he holds out his pinkie to you & you can't help but let out a small giggle as you interlock them together then kissing your thumbs before locking in the promise.

"Took you long enough to fucking ask me." You reply as you wipe the tears off your cheeks, reaching up to kiss Hyunjin on the cheek & his already red cheeks get an even darker shade.

"Better late than never, Stay here n I'm gonna get us a drink n we can go for a bath." He kisses your forehead before getting off of you but he takes the time to shuffle you up to his pillows & laying your head on it as he grabs his bed throw & lays you under it so you're not just sitting there, before leaving the room dancing & singing.

"Y/n & Hyunjin sitting in a tree" He sings out loud as he walks around his house & you can't help but laugh. "Stop singing that or I'll change my mind!" You yell & he shuts up instantly (not including the whine of protest he yells back), making you laugh to yourself.

I'm not completely sure I want to do a fourth part to this so in case this is actually the finale, I really hope everyone who has taken the time to read it has enjoyed reading the past 3 parts as much as I enjoyed writing them & thank you for all the kind words! <3

TAGS: @tsunderelino @troublemaker02 @ismokeeweed @lmhcats @isagerada

[rinneverse]

cw. gn!reader x wriothesley drabble, just a wee bit of being comforted by him, suggestive towards the end, minors dni please and ty :)

“baby, what’s wrong?” wriothesley asks, pulling the covers of your bed away from your face.

“nothin’, honey.” you frown as you're pulled from your cocoon and attempt to tug the covers back over yourself. he's stubborn though, only pulling them back when you try to cover yourself up again.

“nothin’ my ass,” he gently counters. the bed dips under his weight as he takes a seat on the edge, gently brushing his hand along your shoulder when you burrow into your pillows instead.

“seriously. just feeling a bit down, that’s all.” you sigh in defeat, voice muffled by the pillow you clutch tightly to yourself.

wriothesley gently coaxes you into his hold, settling against the headboard as his strong arms wrap around you. despite your grumbling, you nestle further into him.

“it’s okay if you don’t want to talk,” he starts, pressing a kiss to the crown of your head. his usually gruff voice is soft, a tone reserved for you and you only. “but i’m here for you regardless. i want you to tell me if there’s anything i can do for you, alright?”

“okay. i will.” you mumble. your ear presses against the warmth of his chest, his steady heartbeat lulling you into a relaxed state as broad hands stroke your back.

“that's my baby.” you can hear the smile in wriothesley's voice, a soft murmur against your temple. he tilts your chin up with a calloused finger, trailing kisses along your cheek, the slope of your jaw, ending with a slow kiss against your lips that has you forgetting what was making you upset in the first place.

when you pull away, you catch his gaze, icy blue depths filled with such love and adoration for you that it makes you feel love-drunk. you pull him in for another kiss, soft and sweet, curling yourself into the warmth of him as he holds you close.

“i can fuck the sad out of ya, if you need,” he murmurs against your lips, chest rumbling with a chuckle under your palms as you rest them there.

you press your lips together to suppress a giggle as you look up at him. “you're a horndog, you know that?”

“only when it comes to you, dear. now, does that sound good? need me to fuck you better?” there's a glimmer of hunger in his eyes as he watches you, cool hands dipping under your shirt that make you shiver.

you press another chaste kiss to his lips before you reply. “okay. but i'll be real upset if this doesn't make me feel better.”

“oh, i promise you'll be satisfied—” wriothesley grins wolfishly, the glint in his eyes your only warning before you're being flipped, pressed into the bed by the delicious weight of wriothesley settling on top of you.

he kisses down the slope of your throat, gently nipping at your pulse point before he continues: “—you know i don't disappoint.”

please don't repost on other platforms. rbs and comments are super appreciated ♡ !!

[pastel-peach-writes]

Can i get a caitvi x fem reader who is short and they tease about her being short?

Coming right up!

Shortstack | CaitVi x Reader

╰┈➤ PLOT: Headcanons of Cait + Vi with a short gf

╰┈➤ WARNINGS: Feminine Terms, Cursing, Short Nicknames, Not Proofread

⍣ ೋ Enjoy!⍣ ೋ

– I've said this before and I'll say it again, Vi will call you shortstack.

– Now, I also said she won't call you that if you don't like it, but for this post, we're gonna say you do because it's all in good fun.

– Moving on!

– Caitlyn and Vi love having a shorter girlfriend.

– Caitlyn loves holding you and squeezing you tight in hugs while Vi loves picking you up and throwing you over her shoulder.

– CaitVi also love having you in the middle of hugs or cuddle sessions because they can squish you between their bodies.

– (Also it means you can't escape from their hold unless you're granted permission)

– When it comes to teasing you about your height specifically, they tend to have fun.

– Sometimes they put things on high shelves and watch you struggle to the items you want

– Another thing they(Vi) do is pretend they can't hear you or see you because you're so short

-"Sorry, what? I can't hear you! Cupcake, you hear something?"

– Sometimes Vi would purposely bump into you and claim it happened because she didn't see you.

– No, Vi. You saw them. You're just an ass LMAO

– Speaking of ass, Vi will always hit your ass when you reach up to grab something. Or even bend down.

– Tbh, she would do this regardless of your height. Her excuse would be, "but it's right there! what am i supposed to do?"

– While Caitlyn appreciates your bum, she's the person who prefers your thighs.

– She loves when they double in size when you sit down, when your thighs jiggle as you walk, and when you wear shorts or clothes that show off your legs so she can stare at your thighs.

– She'll try to be secretive about her obsession, but Cait is obvious as hell.

– If you're a lapsitter, Caitlyn and Vi will pull you onto their laps. For Vi, it doesn't matter where you are.

– You could be at a bar, in a meeting, or chilling at home. She will always pull you onto her lap.

– For Caitlyn, she's more reserved. She prefers to have you sit on her lap at home, but if there's spare time and she's alone with you and Vi in her office, expect to be sitting on her lap.

– Vi absolutely loves to carry you. whether that's bridal, on her shoulders, or on her hip like a baby, you're being carried.

– Caitlyn likes to carry you too, but she's way more gentle than vi.

– Vi carries you and throws you around like a ragdoll.

– She'll launch you onto the bed, nearly breaking the frame, and then she falls on top of you to bury her face into your chest.

– Now don't get her wrong, she can be gentle too, but it's so fun seeing you flounce and flop around like a fish out of water

– OMG! One thing Cait and Vi do is throw you over their shoulder.

– If you're a part of the angry short gf stereotype, they'll throw you over their shoulder to get you out of a situation.

– Poor Cait has two angry gfs. (she'll deal)

– If you're not a part of that stereotype, they'll throw you over their shoulder when you're being stubborn.

– You won't move? Okay, swoop. Oh, you don't feel like going to work today? Too bad. swoop.

– They love doing that to you. Your reactions are glorious.

– Sometimes you'll playfully kick and throw fists and other times you'll whine and complain

– Vi will tap your ass, "reassuringly" each time while Caitlyn will sigh and shrug with a smile on her face.

– You don't even mind being picked up though

– you like knowing they can "handle" you and you get a front-row ticket to their beautiful thighs and ass LMAO

– okay, finishing this up, but on the same topic, Caitlyn and Vi will casually pick you up, move you out of their way, and then put you down again.

– it'll be like: "Good mornin' babe. *picks you up, moves you away from the pantry, casually gets coffee*" LIKE HELLO???

– Caitlyn and Vi will also pick you up and spin you when they're excited about something or proud of you.

– Vi's hold is bone-crushing and she spins you until you get dizzy while Caitlyn's hold is tight and she holds you by the legs instead of your torso like Vi.

– MMMM that's all i have for now! if you guys have extra headcanons, drop them in the comments below or inbox me!

WC: 747

[elliesstrapon]

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✧ Pairings: Ellie Williams x Reader

✧Summary: Ellie wants nothing more than for you to have an amazing birthday; she shows you the time of your life 🤭

✧Warnings: nsfw, smut, (r! receiving/ fingering), Ellie is a sucker for teasing, oral, alcohol, swearing, dom Ellie, flirty reader, I will TRY not to use Y/n please hear me out. Also not very good at writing this stuff so you know.. Anyways enjoy :))

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Ever since you'd turned 17, your birthday hadn't really meant much to you, the presents were cool, the cards were alright, it just wasn't anything new to you, it was the same thing time after time again.

And of course today was no different, you were 20 years old. And reasonably so; you weren't doing anything, at all.

Or.. so you thought. Since you'd moved to Jackson (two years prior), your friends insisted on making every day special. Something about "making every day count," and, "You never know what could happen" is typically what Dina and Jesse would say. You'd told them repeatedly you couldn't care less even though you appreciated it, and up until now Ellie never cared what you did for your birthday, she just followed, stayed quiet, sometimes you thought she didn't even like you at all. You guys didn't have anything special and you only hung out because of Jesse, you never talked, nor walked together or went out, when you thought about it really hard, you didn't even know if you really had an opinion on Ellie; she was just there.

Clearly, you were much more than you thought.

"Jesse, has Ellie told you anything?" You asked him, you guys were walking through Jackson, getting fresh air. "Uh.. Depends, like what?" He averted his gaze to the mountains in the distance. "She asked to see me.. like later.. at her place." You let out in disbelief. "I mean, I don't even think she LIKES me, Jesse, she never even spares a single glance at me unless absolutely necessary."

"Okay, well now, I don't think that's true" Jesse chuckled, rolling his eyes and paused in his tracks, bringing you to an abrupt stop as well. "She stares at you all the time, what the hell are you talking about?!" He laughs. "Jesse, no offense, but you're the LAST person I trust with this.. not even going to lie." You sighed. "Remember at the dance, you thought Dina'd dance with you, and just like that it was ELLIE she grabbed? Can you imagine the second hand embarrassment I felt? I had to leave." You joked. "Okay stop, I'm serious." He furrowed his brows. "In any case, she doesn't not like you, trust me, I see her looking at you all the time. You could ask any other person in Jackson and they'd tell you." He assured you.

"Whatever... Thanks." You smiled. "Anything for you" He winked jokingly. "When did she want you over? What'd she even say?" He suddenly brought up.

"Uh, I don't know, it was something like; 'Come over later, wear something nice, don't be late', type shit, it felt kinda rushed if I'm honest." You huffed.

"Weird, I haven't heard any special events round' town for tonight." He thought, watching the horizon absent mindidly. "Yeah.. Whatever she just said I had to be there at like, what? Maybe 7:30?" You tried to recall. "Well you might wanna get ready then, it's 6:00" he checked his watch. "Oh! Shit!" You gasped. "Ugh I had no idea.." You groaned. "Thanks Jesse, I'll update you tomorrow?" You tapped his shoulder, not giving him a chance to respond. "K, bye!"

You raced home, not too far from where you and Jesse had been and decided to get ready, you still weren't sure what the deal was, why suddenly your birthday mattered to her, or why you had to look nice; you just went along with it.

In the depths of your closet you found a black off the shoulder dress. You weren't aware why, or how long you had it. But regardless you slipped it on, it was slim, and fell just beneath your thighs, it assentuated your hips, it was soft, comfortable, you couldn't see yourself wearing anything else 'nicer' than that.

You slipped on your bracelets and a random silver chain necklace and tied your hair how you always did. And checked the time one more time.

‘ 7:00 ’, the clock read. You decided if you were going over, you might as well be a bit early. You left your home locking the doors and made your way to her place.

As you got closer, your heart began to pound. Anything was about to happen, good or bad, suddenly everything you thought about Ellie before had changed. You were repeating how you'd say hi to her, or how she'd react when you got there early, and suddenly that snow ball of thoughts stopped.

Ellies door. You didn't know whether you wanted to knock or just run back home. You breathed deapily, raising your hand to the door, you finally knocked a tune, like in those movies you'd watched with Dina and Jesse.. and Ellie.

Your heart began to race again, as you heard the door knob shake, you let out an equally as Shakey breath when the door opened to an oh so attractive Ellie Williams, standing— no towering over you, with her hooded green eyes and soft looking hair just barley covering her eye brow slit, you couldn't stop, just her muscular arms, and exposed collar bone, to her tattoo, that you had no backstory on what so ever, all you knew was just how she was so fucking hot right now.

"Hmmh.." she hummed. "you're early." Her voice was raspy. "Happy birthday, beautiful." She said taking a long sip from the moonshine bottle you hadn't even noticed she'd been holding the whole time.

Your face began to heat up, you suddenly felt very dizzy, "uh, thanks" you mumbled. She set the bottle of moonshine on what you assumed was a dresser next to the door. "Well? Are you coming inside or not?" She sarcastically said; as if she wasn't smack-dab in the center of the door way. She moved to the side allowing you to enter before closing the door quickly behind you.

It was a open concept type of thing, her bedroom was also her living room, her living room was her kitchen, on the contrary, it was still spacious, she had posters across the walls, her guitar by her couch, she had fairy lights hanging above her bed and a few video games by her TV at the foot of her bed on the right. "Sit where you'd like" she husked. "okay," you breathed, at this point you didn't know how to breathe at all and your words came out without any articulation.

You sat on the couch by the window, taking in the rest of her room, her decor, she sat beside you.

"So.." You started. "Uhm.. why'd you want me over..?" You trailed off and your eyes wandererd, too scared to look into her eyes in fear you'd freeze then and there. "I mean, I got all dressed up, and I don't see anything special" you joked, attempting to lift the awkwardness you casted upon yourself on your own. "Really?" She chuckled. "Yes, really" you rolled your eyes, "Who invites someone over telling them to dress up with no intention of putting in effort yourself?" You furrowed your brows at her "no cake, no decorations, what was the point?" You finally kept eye contact, counting the freckles across her cheeks like constellations, and taking in every hue in her eyes.

"What makes you think there was a point?" She grimaced before every so slightly shuffling towards you. Making your heart skip 2 beats in a second. "I don't know, you don't talk to me" your voice was low, "doesn't mean I don't wanna see you." She started. "With a pretty face like yours, who wouldn't wanna see you?" She whispered. The room began to feel warm. You couldn't think of or look at anything but Ellie, her lips, her neck, you couldn't unfocus yourself from her breath which smelled like alcohol, and yet you still wanted to kiss her more.

"You don't mean that" you lightly sighed out back, starting to feel the sweat form at your neck and forehead.

She shuffled closer to you, leaving you about 3 inches apart, her breath and body both warm. "I do" she smiled. Her arm had appeared at your side all of a sudden, you didn't even know how long it'd been there, and her words were starting to be engraved in your mind. "So what? What're you trying to say?" You raised your brow, trying to stay confident, but the space that was so quickly closing between you was making your heart beat faster and faster by each passing second. "I don't know, what do you think?" She whispered back to you, her smile never dropping; it was the prettiest, you found yourself longing for something to happen already, for her to kiss you? Maybe scootch closer to you? If that was even possible, you were an inch and a half apart, you needed her to lean in already, her strong moonshine scent coming from her small breaths, her body radiating so much heat was almost unreal. If you kept looking into her eyes any longer, you thought you'd get lost in them. "Ellie.." you huffed. You didn't know what to say, or do, you wanted to beg for her to finally do something.

She began to lean in closer, taking that as the green light and she only smiled brighter, you thought how could she be so hot and so cute at the same time? When did the tension become so high. " 'm gonna make you feel so good." She whispered before finally kissing you, so gently yet so roughly; like she'd been waiting for the moment she got to ruin you from inside and out, her lips were wet, and soft, her hands found there way up to your cheeks to cup them, every part of her was just so soft. You held onto her waist as you kissed back. Nothing filled the room but your desperate need for breath and your small whines, she bit on your bottom lip, causing you to spread them, taking the opportunity ever so quickly, she inserted her tongue, you began to moan into the kiss, her hands were roaming your body, feeling every single part of you, and all you could do was grip at her hips harder.

Your tongues danced around, sliding against eachother, if heaven were a person; you'd one the lottery, you were seeing stars, the gates of heaven themselves.

She'd started to pin you down, her knee centered between your legs causing the slightest ever contact, you felt so weak. "Shit.." you moaned, breaking the sloppy kiss. She left kisses around your lips, taking in every breath you took, her kisses started to be left from the corner of your lips to your neck, she nipped and sucked at it, every hickey she'd left was the vague image of almost a butterfly. "You're doing so good, princess" she grinned against your skin, the kisses tracing along your collar bone, "mmhn" you let out, her hands made there way up your dress, playing with your thigh and circling her thumb, out of all that'd been happening, it was the most comforting.

"Take it off" she demanded. "What?" You breathed. "Your dress, take it off" she commended again, you obeyed, you sat up slightly beginning to slide the dress off you put on not even more than an hour ago. "Fuck" she whispered. The last bit of ease you had was gone. You felt exposed.

Her kisses continued from your collar bone to your chest, "fuck you're so beautiful" she gasped against your sweaty hickey stained skin. Your hand played in her hair, roughly keeping her head in place as she left thousands more of wet kisses on your breasts. "Look who's talking" you winced at her hand cupping one of your boobs, her hand soft and gently playing with them. She smiled at your remark. She left another bruise against your skin once more, moving on to your stomach, she licked and traced kisses down your happy trail, "mmhn, god.." your whines and needy moans filled the room. "If you were any louder, Jackson'd here you" she teased, getting close to your clit, her hand was still rubbing circles up your inner thigh. Your pussy was throbbing in your own wetness, you hadn't even realized had stained your panties. "Wet already?" She smirked looking up at you, "who knew you were so turned on?" Her hooded eyes darkened. You swore you could see the amount of unresolved lust behind them now. "Who's not turned on by you?" You flirted back, spreading your legs more so she wouldn't have to ask. "You have no idea what you're doing" her voice was low, leaving kisses inside your thigh near your entrance. She was testing you.

Her kisses become long hard bites, leaving and sucking on the hickeys. "Ellie..." You whined. She looked up at you once more before grabbing the hem of your panties, sliding them off so slowly the throbbing only quickened, she had barley done anything to you and your climax wasn't far off. "I'm gonna ruin every last organ in your body" she seductively smiled.

She raised her hand towards your mouth, "suck" she said, her ring finger and middle finger near your mouth.

You agreed to her request, sucking on both, leaving a string of salvia around them. "Fuck" she groaned. Looking up at you still, "You're doing so good, babe." She whispered, she felt so weak, it almost made her angry. "Mm" you hummed still sucking down her fingers with your warm liquids. "Good" she smirked at you.

She lined her fingers up with your entrance. "You ready?" She looked to you with consent. "Mhm" you heaved.

She started rubbing your clit, her pace slow, "Ellie what the fuck, please—" you begged. "Desperate?" She smiled up at you, her pace increasing just the slightest bit, if she wasn't so slow you probably wouldn't have noticed the sudden quickness. "You listened" you said inbetween irregular breaths. "Maybe I shouldn't have" she teased again before rubbing her fingers faster.

She finally slid them in your entrance, swiftly, it caught you by surprise. "Shit!" You cried, the pleasure washing over the pain, you arched your back, trying to create more friction, somehow get her deeper inside you. "Shh, it's okay" she kissed your neck, your face, everywhere, calming you down so she could adjust her long slender fingers inside you. She kissed you one last time before moving her fingers in and out of you slowly. "You okay?" She asked concerningly, "yes, go— please" you begged, the tears pairing with the beads of sweat on your forehead. Her pace quickened, filling you to the max, "mmnh! God, Ellie, shit-" you cried again as she hit your g-spot so much it felt illegal how good she was at it. "You're doing so well" she kissed your shoulder as she pounded her fingers in and out of you much like how much your heart'd been pounding an hour ago. But much better, she scissored, and pumped her fingers in and out of you so fast, and hard, you could nearly see the end of the world. Every inch of you was trembling, your finishing near and her kisses sweet, it was so much better than a cake, or birthday presents.

"E-ellie, I'm close" you cried, your legs shaking and her fingers doing you so hard it was other worldly. "Don't" she said, suddenly pulling out. "What?" You gasped "Ellie please.." you pleaded. You needed it so bad. "Please just let me" you begged. "I'm not done, gorgeous. You think I'd let you finish without letting me eat you out?" She smirked.

"Shit" you whispered, "don't worry, I'll let you" she smiled "I just need you so bad" she started kissing you inner thigh once more, trailing up sloppy kisses until your clit again, giving the same treatment she'd did your bruised skin, she began to suck at your pussy, sucking it occasionally, her tongue circled, and ate at you, her saliva leaking from you. "God.. mmhn.." you whined as she licked and sucked faster, the circles she was leaving with her tongue turning just as lazy and needy as her wet kisses previously. "Fuck. You taste so good.." she whispered, eating you out like a full course buffay. "Ellie please" you trembled, you legs couldn't stay still, her tongue still licking your clit. "I'm so.." you trailed off catching your breath. "I'm so fucking close" you finished. You could feel it hitting your stomach so low. "Even better" she smirked, she began rubbing your pussy with her fingers as she ate you out, swirling her tongue over and over again, you were wet, and covered in sweat and hickeys.

"Ellie!—shit oh my— fuck of my god" you cried, cumming inside her mouth, "good girl" she said, swallowing every single last bit of it, "Ugh" you sighed. Catching the breath you'd missed the whole time.

"you did so good" she said, lifting her head from your pussy. "Ellie, shit." You breathed. "What'd you think I was trying to say?" She pinned her arms above you, looking down on you, she smiled at the mess she'd made. "Shut up" you sighed. "That's how you wanted to tell me?" You raised a brow, your hair completely undone. "Happy birthday" she joked. "Sorry" she apologized. "Did it work though?" She smirked. "Fuck yes" you smiled. "I'd do it all over again" you fluttered your lashes, grabbing her tatted arm, leaving a trail of kisses.

"Fuck"

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Round 2 but REVERSED. Sorry it was so rushed this is not my best and it was so difficult I'm never writing smut again (I definitely will) sorry it sucked though😕✋

[svltzmans]

it's nice to have a friend - f.g.

a/n: hiii i love fiona so much and i love writing for her 🫶 thank you to dinosaur anon for requesting this one! it actually brought me tons of comfort to write so i appreciate it so much

warnings: cigarette smoking, mentions of sex, not proofread!

"debs, can you please just eat the lunch i make you?"

"but i just had peanut butter and jelly yesterday."

"we've been over this, peanut butter and jelly is the cheapest and easiest."

debbie huffs, storming off and taking her paper lunch bag with her.

monday is fiona's least favorite day of the week, for countless reasons. she has to return to making lunches and hundreds of other chores to make sure every one of her siblings is ready and at school on time.

it hurts to not be seen and appreciated for the work she does every day to keep her family afloat, even though she knows her siblings are still young and don't understand the magnitude of the impact she has on their worlds.

after successfully encouraging liam to take a nap and sending the others off, fiona finally gets to sit on the couch and breathe.

before she knows it, she's waking up to lip and ian walking through the front door. she figures she must have fallen asleep, her exhaustion having finally caught up to her.

"you're such an idiot," lip sneers, clearly in the middle of a fight with his brother.

fiona sighs, rubbing the sleep from her eyes and standing up.

"god, i need a cigarette," she mutters to herself, stepping outside onto the stairs and grabbing a lighter from her pocket.

"rough day, huh?" a voice asks from the sidewalk. fiona looks over to see her neighbor, y/n, standing in front of the house.

"to say the least," she responds, taking another puff of her cigarette.

"you know, if you ever want to sleep in or go out or something, i can watch the kids."

"for what, 100 an hour?" fiona asks, laughing to herself. she expects y/n to laugh too, but she's stonefaced.

"no, for nothing. i'm serious. i know it can't be easy dealing with this shit every day. you deserve a break."

fiona is shocked by y/n's response. she wasn't sure what to expect, but it wasn't free childcare.

"i'll let you know."

"cool. see you around."

fiona watches as y/n leaves, walking toward the grocery store on the corner. she can't help but be slightly suspicious of her offer, thinking she must want something in return. regardless, she smiles to herself, feeling like someone finally recognized how hard she is working.

"she definitely wants to get in your pants," lip insists. "she doesn't want any money?"

"no, she said she didn't. it does seem kinda suspicious, but she sounded so genuine about it."

"she must just be a really good flirt then."

"i don't know, lip. it seemed like she actually just wanted to help."

"okay, so let her. see what happens."

fiona lets herself imagine the possibility of having a few hours to herself. she could take herself out to eat, go on a walk, go to the store. she could do whatever she wanted with her day and not have to worry about her siblings being taken care of.

"i'll do it."

fiona stands tentatively on y/n's doorstep, debating on whether she should actually knock or not. lip could be right, or he could be completely misjudging the situation.

eventually, she forces herself to gently tap on the door, and it only takes a few seconds for y/n to open it.

"oh! hey fiona, what's going on?"

"i'm here to take you up on your offer."

"to watch the kids? yeah, of course. want me to come over now?

"that would be great, v and i are planning on going to get some dinner and drinks."

"sure, i can hang out with the kids until you get back."

"you're a lifesaver. how much do i owe you?" fiona feels inclined to pay y/n for her kind gesture, despite her declining money before.

"fiona, i told you you don't owe me anything. now, go enjoy your time with v."

reluctantly, fiona leaves for her dinner with v, silently praying that her siblings are in good hands.

y/n decides to cook something simple that she knows all the kids would enjoy, opting for pasta with a few different sauces to choose from.

fiona had told her siblings that their neighbor would be spending the afternoon in the house to make sure everything was under control, but they weren't expecting a meal.

"this is great, thank you y/n," ian smiles, finishing his plate and heading to his room.

the other kids nod in unison, agreeing with their brother's compliment.

y/n notices that liam had pretty much covered his entire face in sauce, and she can't help but to giggle to herself. she wipes his face clean with a cloth and gets the youngest gallagher ready for bed.

the rest of the siblings were used to their own routines and were in their rooms after dinner. in her solitude, y/n cleans the kitchen behind her, and eventually ends up giving the entire bottom floor a quick clean. she knows it would give fiona one less thing to worry about.

when fiona walks through the door at around midnight, she finds y/n sitting on the couch, watching whatever was on the television set.

"hey, welcome back. how was dinner?"

"really great. thank you again for doing th... did you clean the house?"

"yeah, i made the kids dinner and started by just cleaning up after myself, but i ended up just kinda doing the whole bottom floor."

"y/n this is... thank you so much. can i please pay you? at least a little bit? you are seriously amazing and i..." fiona stops, feeling herself start to ramble. she is in pure shock that anyone would care this much about her and her siblings. just out of the goodness of their heart.

"i'm happy to do this for you guys, seriously. you better not even dream about paying me, fiona," y/n smiles, feeling her heart grow warm seeing how much this meant to fiona.

"do you wanna, maybe stay? chat a little bit?"

"that sounds really nice, actually."

fiona and y/n quickly fall into stride with one another, and before they know it they have been talking for hours. they talk about just about everything, and by the end of it they are both feeling much more connected.

"shit, it's 3am," fiona laughs, finally looking at the clock.

"damn, that flew by. i should probably get some sleep."

"you and me both," fiona stands, y/n following suit.

"y/n?"

y/n turns, facing fiona.

"yeah?"

before y/n knows it, fiona is pulling her into a tight hug.

"thank you so much, again."

"any time. i mean it."

"before you leave, i have to give you something," fiona says, speed walking into the kitchen and returning with a small piece of paper.

"my number. if, you know, you wanna watch the kids again. or hang out with me, maybe," fiona smiles, nervously handing y/n the paper.

"both of the two will definitely be happening again," y/n responds, finally leaving the gallagher home and returning to her own.

the next day, fiona pulls lip aside.

"she's so amazing, lip. she really didn't want anything in return. she wanted to help. and she talked to me for hours."

"well, you better ask her on a date then, huh?"

"you think i should?"

"it seems like she's actually into you. and not just in a sex way."

fiona's cheeks turn a deep rose shade as she cracks a smile, earning a dry laugh from her brother.

"fi's in love!" he yells, running around the house as fiona chases.

when y/n wakes up the next morning, she's surprised to hear a gentle knock on her door.

when she opens it, she's surprised to see fiona on the other side, holding a bouquet of flowers.

"i know it's kinda early, but i wanted to give you these. and i wanted to ask if you wanted to go out for breakfast. my treat."

"it's never too early to see you, fiona. i'd love to go to breakfast with you. can i just have a second to change out of my pajamas?"

the pair both burst into laughter at the image of y/n in her pajamas, standing on the doorstep.

"that might be a good idea."

[dawndelion-winery]

Mad Scientist's PA

Part 2 to this but can be read alone

Dottore × GN! Reader

    Being Zandik's favourite person had its pros and cons. Mostly cons, you'd say, for he was very much like a cat in the sense that he was very demanding of your attention when it was convenient for him, bestowing upon you the subtlest of gestures of appreciation in turn, be it a nearly unnoticeable nod or a barely audible hum of approval.

    "Here," you huffed, dropping a small bag of cookies on the table as you took your seat beside him (he had oh so thoughtfully "helped" you apply for all the same classes as him), to which his gaze barely flickered over, his hand never ceasing the motion of scribbling on loose parchment. To an outsider's eye, it might seem like he was ignoring you, but you knew better. The fact that he had even made that subtle motion was telling enough he was acknowledging you; had it been anyone else, he'd have continued act as though they weren't there - or should they encroach on his personal space, lash out.

    You simply carried on as he did, laying out your things and beginning your own note taking until the class reached a point of discussion. As per the arrangement (decided by Zandik), he was your discussion partner.

    "I think you could afford to learn a few new recipes," Zandik grumbled as he bit into a cookie. His face was impassive, bored, with crumbs sticking around his mouth. Regardless of his complaints, he was getting through the baked goods at an alarming rate.

    "And I think you could afford to get breakfast before class," you retorted, to which he scoffed, rubbing the crumbs off his face with his sleeve and pointing at you. "Then bring me breakfast before class."

    You narrowed your eyes at him and sighed as you returned to your work, knowing full well there was no winning arguments with him. This worked well enough in your favour, since Zandik didn't take well to being disregarded. And his solution to reclaiming your attention? Activating tutor mode. Almost like flicking a switch, he scooches his chair closer to you, leaning over your shoulder for an actual discussion on the material. In times like this, you could almost forget what an overbearing slave driver he was.

    You hated to admit it, but classes were a breeze with him. As much as you'd like to attribute it to your own quick wit and understanding, you knew better than to ignore how much help you've gotten from Zandik - there were things he'd taught you that you were sure even the professor's weren't aware of. If things carried on the way they were until your graduation, you'd doubtlessly be qualified for any career you wanted. As you thought about it, Zandik prodded your cheek with his pen, asking what had you so deep in thought, and rolling his eyes as he resumed writing, pointing out how you'd missed a good few pages worth of notes.

    You scrambled to try catch up, muttering about how you were just thinking about the future. "Just wondering what I'll be once I graduate."

    "What's there to think about?" He scoffed as he slid over the notes you'd missed. "You'll be my personal assistant, just like you are now."

    You didn't quite process his words while you were rushing to catch up, but once class had ended, it finally hit you. "What do you mean? I can't just work for you my whole life."

    "Why not?" He seemed genuinely confused, as though he'd never considered your protests a possibility. "I'd pay you well."

    "To fetch things for you? Running errands like some intern?"

    "That and handling my experimental data...and my chores...and meals...oh heck, let's just call it miscellaneous tasks and more."

    If he had the social awareness to read the disgust on your face, he sure didn't show it, grinning at you without a care in the world.

"By the way, have I ever told you how much I enjoy your cooking?"

"Flattery will get you nowhere, Zandik."

    You did end up as his personal assistant. You comforted yourself by insisting it was your choice - no one paid as generously as he did!! It was the logical decision to make. Were you sent on the most random of tasks and expected to be at his beck and call 24/7? Yes, but compared to slaving away for hours each day, you only ever really needed to focus on the occasional odd job here and there. The rest of your time could be spent as you wished until his next task so long as you remained contactable. He was pretty lax like that. As odd as Zandik was, he wasn't delusional enough to believe you'd stay with him when anyone would be happy to hire you fresh out of the akademiya. Which was really what led to the working perks with him.

    "Coffee, my dear," Zandik - or rather, Dottore as he went by now - demanded without so much as raising his head, only lifting his mug and holding it out for you to fill. Begrudgingly, you dragged your feet over, bringing the coffee big with you.

    "It's four in the *yawn* morning...Za- Dottore...can we just go to bed already..." you groaned, rubbing the sleep from your eyes.

    "Of course you're free to sleep. I'll wake you when you're needed."

    Narrowing your eyes in suspicion, you set down the mug on the counter, letting him know you'd be off. Yeah, maybe don't take his word for it next time. His idea of walking you was screeching your name til you showed up.

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[legacyshenanigans]

The Gaunt Brothers🐍

Childhood

Spoken from Mama & Papa Gaunts POV

Ophelia on Marvolo as a child:

Marvolo was... Difficult... To say the least, I loved him, of course. He was my first born. Difficult birth, too. *chuckles* I always joke that it was like something from a horror novel. The night I gave birth to Marvolo was a dark and stormy one. And when he entered the world and the midwife held him up to me, a flash of lightning lit up the room from outside *chuckles* Very fitting, I would say. Don't get me wrong, he could be a good boy. But he was a mischievous little thing, I always felt like he was plotting, even when he was a baby. Marvolo wasn't a kind child.. He often fought with other children when I would take him out to the park. He was kind to the rabbits in the backyard, though *smiles* He liked them and would play with them. It was the only times he ever seemed at peace and happy. I liked watching him play with the bunnies. Having said that, I had to keep a fairly close eye and watch Marvolo most of the time regardless. As I said..He could be difficult.

Aleister on Marvolo as a child:

Marvolo Aleister Gaunt.. Goodness me, where do I even start? The boy was an absolute pain in the neck. I can't count the many times he gave chest pains. We squabbled regularly because he never listened to a damn word anyone said. It was either Marvolos' way or no way at all. And I couldn't have that. I knocked that out of him as he got a little older..However, I guess in his later teen years he decided to "rebel" *sighs* Can't blame him I suppose *smug grin* My method's were not kind..I guess it's karma though, my mother always said I was the same. The boy takes after me. I do appreciate his love of the dark arts though and other things..I'll give him that. It's the one thing I'm actually rather proud of.

Ophelia on Ominis as a child:

Oh my sweet little cherub *smiles sweetly* Such a good little baby he was, always seemed in deep thought right from the get go. He was so angelic and delicate, needy too, but of course, we can't blame him for that with him being born with lack of sight. It took a lot of getting used to, but he was a good child, I suppose when you're born with such a thing, it's all you know, so Ominis didn't really struggle as such, he did as he got a little older, around 10 I'd say he would get more irritated and annoyed at certain things, before he got his wand which helped him greatly. Anyway, Ominis was such a polite and loving little child, though wary of the world around him...I was very over protective of Ominis, perhaps a little too much, I'm sure Aleister will agree *rolls her eyes but chuckles*

Aleister on Ominis as a child:

Such sensitivity. Molly-coddled he was.. Not by me, of course. He was always very scared of everything as a small child, always crying, throwing little hissy fits and the smallest things, I tried my best to toughen him up, but he never responded well to such treatment. I would say Marvolo was spoiled, but Ominis even MORE so, which I PERSONALLY believe is why he's the way he is now in the present. The only good thing that came out of it is a grew a bit of a backbone, he can be SO vicious with his words, that's probably the most "Gaunt" thing about him *chuckles* I like that about him, though not when he tries to argue with ME *small frown* But yes, as a small child he was always very afraid and sensitive of things. Ophelia will tell you he was angelic, polite, and kind, and I guess he was, in a way. But he could throw the most FOUL temper tantrums, just as his Brother did..

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[nicoline1998enilocin]

After reading your last tony one shot, it's impossible not to ask you for another part with the reader getting pregnant again, please? 🥺👉🏻👈🏻

Welcome home, little one

PAIRING | Husband!Young!Tony Stark x Wife!Female!Reader

WORD COUNT | 5K

SUMMARY | Both you and Tony are ready to add another baby to your family, though getting to that point doesn't seem as easy as the two of you had hoped. A difficult pregnancy and even worse labor and delivery have you doubting everything, but when you're holding your new baby in your arms, you know it's been worth every second of pain and hardships; you'd do it all over again in a heartbeat.

WARNING(S) | This is your official trigger warning. Do not proceed if any of these topics upset you. Smut ( praise kink, breeding kink, dirty talk, nipple play, fingering, oral (f receiving), slight spit play, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it!), implied aftercare), angst ( difficulties with getting pregnant, complete emotional/ mental breakdown, extreme morning sickness, Reader accidentally wets herself, unplanned pregnancy, difficult labor, extreme loss of blood, emergency c-section ).

A/N | Thank you so much for your request, sweet Nonnie! I absolutely adore these two together and their little family, too! This fic took a turn I had not anticipated before starting this, but I hope you enjoy the route I took with this regardless! Oh, and a small sidenote... I WISH HE WOULD LOOK AT ME LIKE THAT EVERY SINGLE SECOND OF EVERY SINGLE DAY?! 🖤

Likes, comments, and reblogs will be very much appreciated 💚

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Once a month, Orion and Hudson go to their grandparents' house for the weekend, so the two of you have the entire kingdom of your home for yourselves.

Howard and Maria adore the twins, and they're always excited to have a sleepover with grandma and grandpa, so you two make the best of every single weekend alone.

You and Tony spent most of the night making love to one another, and now you just woke up, cuddling into his arms, your legs tangled together, your head laying on his chest as you listened to his heartbeat.

''What would you think of having another baby?'' you say, seemingly grabbing the comment out of thin air, and Tony sits up straight within seconds, pushing you off in a not-so-elegant motion.

You land on the mattress with a huff, and you just lay there defeated; Tony quickly looks over at you to see if you're okay.

''Sorry, Sunshine, I wasn't sure I heard you correctly. Did you say you want to have another child?'' he says as he looks at you, and his hand moves to your cheek, rubbing it softly with his thumb.

''I did, yeah. The twins are growing too fast, and I'm ready to add another. I always dreamed of having a big family, after all,'' you say, and Tony can't help but feel his heart beat faster when you talk so lovingly about your kids and family.

''You guys are the absolute loves of my life, and I think one more little one would make life perfect,'' you say with a big smile, sighing softly at the thought of having another baby.

''I think that would indeed be perfect,'' Tony whispers as he leans towards you, capturing your lips in the softest, sweetest kiss, moving his lips in sync with yours as you open them, giving him access to explore your mouth with his tongue.

He crawls over you after pulling away, letting his hips roll slowly over your mount and onto your stomach, shy of where you need him.

His arms are caging you in, his forehead pressed against yours as he looks deep into your eyes, breathing warm air over your lips with every roll of his hips, and it is at this moment you're very grateful you don't have two kids in the house to interrupt you.

''I'm going to take good care of you today, Sunshine. I'll make you fall apart over and over again until all you can think of is me. There won't be a single worry in your mind, not a single thought other than how good I will make you feel,'' he says between kisses that trail down your body.

When his mouth reaches your breasts, he takes his time to pay attention to each of your nipples while soft moans keep tumbling from your lips, and the wetness between your legs only grows.

His tongue licks circles around the peaked bud before lapping over it and sucking it into his mouth, making your back arch as his hand plays with the other one, rolling and squeezing your nipple and kneading your breast itself. You can feel that you're slipping into a fuzzy headspace.

His hips keep rolling against the mattress as he's making his way down, as he is very much in need of some friction, but he doesn't allow himself enough to get off on it, wanting to feel you squeeze around him later.

''T-Tony,'' you moan softly when he bites down softly on your nipple, and the groan leaving your body at the sting has him twitching, and precum drips from him at the sound.

''You're doing so good for me, Sunshine, being a perfect girl,'' Tony praises, and it makes you feel good, making you slip further into your favorite fuzzy headspace.

After giving both your nipples the same treatment, he trails his kisses down your stomach, his hands wander down your sides and underneath your ass, where he squeezes playfully before letting them wander onto your thighs, his trail of kisses going down your right thigh first, before taking the same path upwards over your left one.

When his mouth reaches your inner thighs, he spreads your legs apart, making enough room for him to fit perfectly as he drapes your legs over his shoulders, his teeth nibbling softly on the sensitive skin, earning him small whines as he bursts of pleasure shoot through you.

''Tony, please,'' you beg, not knowing what you're begging for now. All you know is that he makes you feel so good, and you only want more. More pleasure, more Tony, more everything.

''Hmm, it's so nice when you beg for me, Sunshine, but you don't even know what you're begging for, do you? Just begging for all I'm giving you and more, huh?'' Tony says as his hot breath glides over your folds, where you need him more than anywhere else.

You're too deep into the fuzziness to comprehend what he's saying entirely, and answering is next to impossible now, but he's still trying to get one out of you to tease a little bit.

''Have you already gone fuckdumb for me, Sunshine? Haven't touched you yet, and you already can't seem to think straight,' he says with a big smile, your back only arching as his lips ghost over your folds.

''Y-yes,'' you croak out, and his tongue licks a big stripe from your entrance to your clit while his hips slowly roll against the mattress so he won't go insane.

A loud gasp escapes your lips as his thumb pushes onto your clit and makes small but tight circles, and your hands are trying to find anything to hold onto, to ground yourself as you're overcome with a lot of pleasure.

''Good girl,'' Tony groans before replacing his thumb with his tongue, switching between licking, sucking, and nibbling your clit as he builds you up and up, waiting for the coil inside you to snap.

Your breath rapidly quickens as you get closer, and your back arches as he keeps licking and sucking, your hands finding their place in his hair as you tug on it, waiting for the pleasure to flow over.

''G-God, 'm cumming!'' you scream out, your back arching and your hips rolling against Tony's face as he licks you through your orgasm, his hips stopping their motions before he cums all over the sheets.

He grunts as you tug on his hair, and the vibrations only prolong your orgasm, but before this one is entirely over, his fingers find their way to your entrance, plunging them in with one smooth motion, and you let out a pornographic moan at the feeling.

''Fuck! M-more, please!'' you beg Tony, and he does, moving his fingers in and out in a steady motion, his mouth still attached to your clit before bending his fingers and sending you headfirst into your second orgasm.

Tears are streaming down your face from pleasure, overflowing as you're coming down from your high, aftershocks of your orgasm still wracking through you as your legs tremble, and you can't think straight anymore.

''Such a perfect girl for me, Sunshine. Fucking love it when you cum for me like that; you taste sweet as damn honey for me. Can never get enough of tasting you as you fall apart for me,'' Tony whispers in your ear as he's hovering over you again, his cock leaking beads of precum onto your stomach.

His lips find yours, and you let out a broken moan as you taste yourself on his lips. If you weren't ready to have another baby with this man before, you are now.

The two of you were wrapped up in a little make-out session until your hand wandered lower, wrapping itself around Tony's still-hard cock and slowly moving it up and down at a teasing pace.

''I still want you to put a baby in me, Love,'' you say as Tony trails his kisses down to your neck, grabbing your arms and twisting you around simultaneously so you're straddling him.

''If you want me so bad, why don't you ride me so deliciously? Ride me and squeeze my cock with that tight pussy until I fuck my cum deep inside you,'' he groans, and you lean forward, capturing his lips with yours this time.

Your hips roll against his cock, which is trapped between your dripping cunt and his stomach, and the squelching sound coming from you only makes you more turned on.

When you slide forward enough to stimulate his tip and his back arches, your hands find their way into his messy hair, pulling him impossibly closer as your tongues slide into his mouth, your hips not stopping what they're doing.

''S-Sunshine, need you to use me,'' Tony says because he goes feral when you use him as your fucktoy, doing everything you want to him for your pleasure.

He doesn't give up control in the bedroom often since he loves to take his time and make such sweet, perfect love to you for hours on end, but when he does this, he will always feel like he's on top of the world.

''Yeah? Are you going to be a good boy and let me use you however I please? Gonna let me fuck you until you're completely dry, and your cum is leaking out of my tight pussy?'' you ask, and Tony's eyes widen at your words, nodding rapidly.

''Alright, but only because you're being a perfect fucktoy for me right now,'' you say as you squeeze his cheeks with your fingers, and he opens his mouth before you spit into it and make him swallow it.

The moan leaving his chest lets you know just how good you make him feel right now, and with one more roll of your hips, you let him know you're feeling amazing as well. You lift your hips, impatient, and need him to fuck you right here and now.

You slowly sink when he's lined up with your entrance, his preparation helping immensely as you get used to his stretch inside your tight walls. Even after giving birth to two children, nature has gifted you a tight pussy, for which Tony is eternally grateful.

His sliding in has you moaning loudly, and Tony can't help but squeeze your hips as you adjust to his position because it always feels like you can feel him so much deeper like this.

''Fuck, 's like a vice, Sunshine,'' you say as you clench around his length, your head falling back as you start rolling your hips a little, enough to give you a bit of pleasure but not enough to get you both off yet.

''This dick feels so fucking good inside my pussy; I can't wait for you to fill me up and get me pregnant again. That's what you want, right, to see me all around with your child again? Yeah, such a needy slut for me when I'm fucking pregnant, fucking me every chance you get, and drinking my milk too, huh?'' you say as you keep rolling your hips while Tony desperately tries to thrust up, but without success.

''I don't think so,'' you say as you lean back, effectively pinning his hips to the bed with your weight. ''You're only supposed to take what I give you because that's what you need, right? All you need to do is lay there and be pretty for me, so I can fuck myself dumb on this cock, and you can get me nice and round again,'' you say, and Tony swallows thickly at your sharp tone but nods.

''Good boy,'' you say before picking up your hips and sinking again with quite a bit of force. Tony is completely taken off guard by it, and he gasps as pleasure builds in his veins, bones, and soul.

You keep this going at a nice and slow pace while building both of you up until you're almost there, and you lean forward to whisper into Tony's ear.

''Please, fuck our future child into me,'' you say with a breathy moan, and before you know it, you're laying on your back, your knees pressed into your chest, and Tony's fucking you with such vigor he's completely breathless.

''Fuck, I will fuck this cum so deep into you, it'll have no other way to go than into you, Sunshine. Going to get you so fucking pregnant again, see you growing round and perfect for me as you carry my baby again,'' he groans, and with those words, he shoots his cum deep inside you with a loud moan of your name.

You're falling apart simultaneously, and he fucks you both through your orgasms until you're completely fucked out, and he pulls out. When he sees his cum leaking out of you, he scoops it up and pushes it back into your pussy, wanting it to stick and get you pregnant.

''You're always my perfect girl, and I can't wait until you're glowing like last time when you carried the twins,'' he says as he peppers soft kisses all over your face before the two of you take a relaxing shower and spend the rest of the day on the couch.

Getting pregnant this time proved more difficult than anticipated, and you've done many pregnancy tests each time you're late, but to no avail. After about the 3rd or 4th time, you were ready to give up and accept that it wasn't in the cards for you, but Tony convinced you to keep going.

''We don't have to try again right away, Sunshine. If you want to wait a little while, that's okay too; your physical and mental health goes before anything else, okay?'' he says as you look at another negative pregnancy test after you've been so sure this time would be the one.

''I d-don't know if I-I can d-do this a-anymore,'' you say between lots of sniffles, the reality of yet another negative test slowly sinking into you, making you more discouraged than ever.

''It's okay, Sunshine, c'mere,'' Tony says as he pulls you into his chest, holding you close as sobs wreak havoc in your body. You can't take it anymore, and you're having a complete breakdown. You're feeling more spent than ever, and you know you can't keep going like this.

You decided to stop trying for about a year to get your cycle on track again, and maybe your hormone levels, too, since it could be one of the causes of your late periods.

That is until one faithful morning in early June, an alarming wave of nausea suddenly wakes you up, and you quickly run to the bathroom, just in time to throw up everything in your stomach and then some.

Tony was by your side instantly, holding your hair back with one hand and rubbing your back soothingly with the other. The cramps in your stomach are unlike anything you've ever felt before, and because of the force of your throwing up, you accidentally wet yourself, too, which you hadn't noticed as you were too busy trying to stop dry-heaving.

When you figure that out, you burst into tears, embarrassment flooding your body as you let your head fall, but Tony doesn't comment on it, knowing it'll only make you feel worse.

''Let's take a shower together,'' he says softly before standing up and turning on the shower so it can warm up before you get in, and he shoots Maria a quick text to take care of the twins. It's a good thing you're at his parents' house for a week.

He slowly gets you out of the pajamas you were wearing and throws them onto a pile to be washed right after your shower before getting into the shower with you, where you're shivering despite standing under the warm water.

Tears are still streaming down your face as he wraps his arms around you, and you two stand underneath the warm water, your arms holding his body tight to your own as you allow your emotions to take over for now.

Tony is your safe space; with him, you're finally letting go of all the emotions bottled up for so long. From the acting career, you never got to have, early parenthood, not having your father in your life, being unable to get pregnant, and so much more. Everything has been building up and leading to this point.

It will be a ride with more difficulties than you could have foreseen.

During the shower, Tony helps you wash your hair - giving you a relaxing scalp massage - and your body without mentioning what happened earlier. It was already embarrassing enough, and before you know it, you're clean and wearing your comfiest outfit, glasses, and hair loose around your shoulders.

''You're doing so well for me, Sunshine. You're doing perfectly. Shall we see our little Munchkins?'' he asks after putting on his comfy outfit and glasses.

''That'd be nice,'' you say. Tony throws the clothing from earlier in the washing machine, letting it do its thing before guiding you to the living room where Hudson and Orion are watching cartoons with Howard; Maria is in the kitchen making breakfast.

Orion spotted you first, and she happily trots over to you, and you let her arms surround you, pulling you in for a hug. It doesn't take long for Hudson to do the same; you're fighting back the tears right now.

You go and sit on your knees before them before talking to them. ''I love you both so much, you know that? You two are our little miracles, and I'm happy that I'm your Mommy,'' you say, and they both wrap their arms around your neck, each hugging one side of your face.

''We love you too, Mommy,'' Orion says, and she plants a big kiss on your cheek, which makes you giggle; Hudson does the same, making you chuckle as well, and Tony can't help but smile when he hears your two angels as they make you giggle like that.

''Can the two of you sit on the couch and watch your cartoon for a few minutes? I need to whisk Grandpa away to talk to him,'' you tell the two of them, and Howard gets up, following you to his office.

''Is everything okay?'' he asks as you close the door behind you and sit in one of the chairs in front of Howard's desk.

''I- I'm not sure... As you know, Tony and I have had many difficulties conceiving another child. Still, we might have gotten lucky by accident,'' you say, a small smile creeping onto your lips because you know it's too early to tell by now.

''Earlier today, I had this awful wave of morning sickness, and it's worse than it was with the twins, but I don't know if it's that or if I just ate something bad yesterday,'' you say, unsure of what Howard will say. But there's a reason you're trusting him with this information.

''Have you had the chance to do a test yet? I get that it's still early, but after everything the two of you have gone through, it might be good to take a test and know for sure, even if you might not like the outcome of it,'' he says, but you shake your head.

''W-We didn't think we'd need them anytime soon. We've only stopped actively trying about six months ago, and even though I'm on birth control now, I'm sure it could have slipped through,'' you sigh, and Howard nods.

''Well, what do you hope for the result to be?'' he asks, and it's a heavy question to which you're not sure you have an answer. On the one hand, you've been wanting another baby for so long, but on the other hand, you're not sure you're ready after all the negative tests lately.

''Honestly? I don't know, and that makes me feel horrible,'' you sigh, fighting back the tears.

''It's normal to not know what you want, especially after everything you've gone through for the last year. It's best if you talk to Tony about it and take a test together, so you both know what's happening, and we can take it from there,'' Howard says as he grabs your hand, squeezing it reassuringly.

Tony had a similar conversation with his Mom in the kitchen, too.

''Mom? Can I talk to you for a few minutes?'' he asks as he walks into the kitchen and leans with his butt against the counter, his arms crossed in front of his chest.

''Of course, what's going on?'' she says as she flips the French toast in the pan, which sports a beautiful golden brown color.

''I'm worried about her, Mom. I think she had a wave of morning sickness this morning, but it wasn't anything like with the twins; it was as if this had been quadrupled,'' Tony sighs as he thinks back to your hunched-over form earlier this morning.

''Is she pregnant again?'' Maria asks, but Tony shrugs.

''We haven't done a test yet, but I doubt it since she's on birth control. It's not like we were actively trying or anything,'' he says, watching Maria scoops the French toast onto a plate before adding new ones to the pan.

''Maybe start there,'' she says, and you do. After breakfast, Tony will get a few tests just to be sure while you're cuddled up on the couch with the twins and a nice thick blanket. You're watching the same movie for the hundredth time, but you don't mind because it makes them happy, which also makes you happy.

When Tony returns, you quickly take the tests; this time, there is no denying it; every test indicates you are pregnant. After all the hardships and negative tests, you've been blessed with a little one for your family.

This pregnancy has been tough so far; the morning sickness never disappears until you finally enter your third trimester. You are on strict bedrest now because the doctor doesn't want to put you under any more stress right now.

''Can I get you anything, Sunshine? Something to drink, some snacks? Another pillow? A few kisses?'' Tony asks as you get situated on your couch. Today is your first day of bed rest, and you're already restless.

''I can always go for some kisses,'' you say, and Tony happily provides, pecking your lips sweetly before you lean back, letting yourself sink into the pillows behind you as you get situated with the snacks and drinks close by, as well as your laptop, tablet, the remote for the tv and a few books.

''I'm going to pick up Virginia from the airport; I'll be home in a few hours, okay? If you need anything, please don't hesitate to ask my Mom; she'll be here in less than 10 minutes when necessary,'' he says as if it's the first time you hear it.

''I know! Now go, or else my Mom will be waiting,'' you say, and with a playful smack on his butt, you send him on his way. Today is the twins' school day, so that they won't be home; Howard will pick them up and bring them by later tonight.

You were quickly used to the bedrest, but the further your pregnancy progressed, the more restless you became. You're used to doing everything around the house, and you feel bad for Tony since he had to stop filming for a pretty big film, forgoing one of the most prominent roles of his career.

''I'd do it each and everytime for you, Sunshine. You're more important than anything right now,'' he says, and even though you love the attention, it can get a bit much sometimes. Though in the nearly five years you and Tony have been married, you've never fought, and you weren't planning on starting now.

''Love, can I please have some time by myself?'' you ask, and Tony nods, giving one last kiss on your head before leaving you alone and doing his own thing for now.

This routine continued until you were about to hit the eighth month of your pregnancy when everything suddenly changed quickly.

''T-TONY! HELP!'' you screamed out, and he was by your bed within no time. You had already pushed back the comforter to see what was happening, and your water had broken already. It was still early, but you couldn't stop it now, so you went to the hospital.

The drive was smooth, and before you know it, you're in the labor and delivery ward of the hospital. Hudson and Orion are with Howard at home, and Virginia and Maria are with both of you in the hospital.

Every few minutes, a contraction rushed through your body, and you would scream from the pain, squeezing Tony's hand so hard you were afraid you might have broken it at one point.

''FUUUUUCK! GET HIM OUT OF ME ALREADY!'' you yell when the nurse checks how far you are dilated, and you're finally ready to push. Your doctor arrives quickly; before you know it, you're allowed to push until it suddenly feels like you're peeing.

''Stop pushing! You're losing a lot of blood, and we need to do an emergency c-section!'' she said, but you were at the point where you couldn't stop pushing, feeling like you needed to go to the toilet badly.

''C-can't stop!'' you say with a whine, but before you know it, you're wheeled to the operating room that's only a few doors down and brought under for an emergency c-section.

Tony, Maria, and Virginia are left in the room, utterly dumbfounded at what happened. The entire hospital is decorated with Christmas decorations, but here they were, fearing for your life and your son.

There was no Holiday cheer for them right now. Their Christmas Eve might have turned into the worst day of their lives without them knowing because no one is telling them anything.

After what seems like an eternity, one of the nurses in the operating room approaches Tony and pulls him apart from Maria and Virginia.

''Your wife has lost a lot of blood because her placenta ruptured, and we didn't want to risk the baby's health. Both mother and son are alive and well, though it will be a long recovery for her,'' the nurse says before returning to the operating room.

Tony falls against the wall before sliding down, his hands in his hair while sobs leave his chest and tears stream like hot tracks down his face. His wife and baby are okay; his family is finally complete.

''They're okay,'' he breathes out as Maria and Virginia walk over, and they both pull him in for a big hug, crying along with him as they are relieved you're both okay.

You're staying in the hospital for a week after the c-section, and three days into your stay, Howard, Maria, and Virginia are coming over to visit you three with the twins, as they've been very excited to meet their little brother.

Since you couldn't celebrate a proper Christmas, the twins are both wearing a Christmas sweater with ''Big Brother'' or ''Big Sister'' on it, and the grandparents are wearing wacky Christmas sweaters as well, along with some presents for everyone.

Tony was holding your newborn son in his arms since you're not allowed to lift too much yet; seeing how fresh your wound is, you're allowed to hold him during breastfeeding, which is good.

''Hi Mommy, hi Daddy!'' the twins say in unison, and they both run over to Tony, who swiftly needs to step back.

''Careful, Munchkins, I'm holding your little brother, and we wouldn't want anything to happen to him,'' he says before sitting down in a chair behind him, and you can't help but tear up as you see Hudson and Orion be so gentle with their brother.

''He looks like Hudson,'' Orion says with a big smile, and you nod.

''He does! But he also looks like you, Babygirl, because he may have a similar face to Hudson, but he is hiding the same curls as you under his little hat. He's the perfect combination of both of you,'' you say, and Tony shows what you're talking about.

Orion gasped happily when she saw, and she gently touched his hair, making both you and Tony melt as you looked at your twins with their little brother.

''But what is his name, Mommy?'' Hudson suddenly asks, and all eyes are on you, making you a little nervous.

''Tony and I have thought long and hard about his name and decided to give him an exceptional name. His full name is Paxton Howard Stark,'' you say before looking at Howard, whose jaw was almost on the floor.

''Can you come here, Howard? Because I want to thank you for everything you have done these past years. You stepped in as my Dad when my own couldn't handle the responsibility, and I am eternally grateful. Because of that, I wanted to give you the biggest Christmas gift of all - after Paxton being born on Christmas Day, that is -which is to name him after the best grandfather he'll ever have,'' you say, and you reach out to Howard to wipe the tears from his cheeks.

''Thank you so much for everything you've taught me these past years and for allowing me to show you what you've missed out on in your youth. You're like the daughter I always wish I had, and now that we have you, we're never letting you go. After giving us the wonderful gift of our three grandchildren, you will forever have a special place in our hearts and homes. I love you, and thank you for giving me the amazing honor of naming him after me,'' Howard says before leaning forward and giving a kiss on your forehead.

The afternoon is spent cooing over Paxton, feeding him, sleeping, looking over your wound, opening presents, laughing, crying, and talking.

When you're finally allowed to go home a few days later, Tony carries Paxton in his carrier as he walks into your house; Virginia, Maria, Howard, Hudson, and Orion are already inside. Now it's just the three of you left, and you can't help but say it after everything you've gone through.

''Welcome home, little one.''

[jerzwriter]

Karma is a... Barbie Premiere (2/2)

In part two, we learn a little more about Dr. Eva Mendoza, (a new OC in my Tobias & Casey world. An Introduction), and find out about her and Etahn's rocky start. Now that Tobias & Casey have them calling a truce, what does the future hold? 💄💗💋

I changed this a little because I'm going to see Barbie tomorrow. I didn't feel right commenting on the movie prior to seeing it. But, if I feel it's helpful to the story, I'll write a drabble about the conversation the four of them have over drinks after. :)

Karma is a Barbie Premier - Part 1

Book: Open Heart (Post Series) Pairings: Tobias Carrick x F!MC (Casey) Ethan Ramsey x F!OC (Eva) - Maybe? Rating: Teen Words: 2,300

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Karma is a Barbie Premier - Part 1

A few days later at work.

The morning was busier than usual at Edenbrook, something most appreciated. Being busy was better than being idle. It made the day go faster, and lunchtime arrived before they knew it. The diagnostic team members on duty headed to the office for a working lunch.

After discussing current cases and determining a few new ones to bring in, they had fifteen minutes to spare. Tobias threw his feet on the desk with a yawn, and Casey rushed to put her food in the microwave, but Ethan started for the door.

“Woah, woah, woah!” Tobias called after him. “Where are you going?”

“It’s a hospital, Tobias. I’m going back to work.”

“Not for fifteen minutes, you’re not. Sit down and eat... and don’t tell me you had a smoothie. That doesn’t count as lunch.”

“It does if it contains spinach.”

“Ethan,” Tobias said, putting half his pot roast on a plate for Ethan. “You really need to live a little.”

Ethan turned to Casey for support, but she just shrugged.

“Don’t look at me. I agree. Take a few minutes to eat.”

Ethan sat down with a heavy sigh and started shoveling the delicious food into his mouth. Tobias and Casey had the right idea, though he wasn’t going to admit it.

“See,” Tobias teased, seeing the smile on his friend’s face. “This is why I’m here... to make sure you enjoy life a little.”

“Oh, that’s your reason for existence?” Ethan shot back. “Not your wife, your daughter, not even your career, but to be a persistent pain in my ass.”

“Hey, the others may be more important, but the last one has longevity. I’m not letting it go.”

“Oy, boy...” Ethan grumbled, noticing Casey had stopped eating. “Hey, are you done?” He asked.

“Sure am. Want the rest of mine?”

“If you’re not going to eat it...” he said, pulling her plate in his direction. 

“It’s almost as good as a spinach smoothie,” Tobias chuckled.

“Fine!” He surrendered. “I’ll give you this one... just this one.”

“See!” Tobias boasted. “You need to listen to me more often!”

“Let’s not get ahead of ourselves.”

Casey laughed, watching the two world-class doctors squabbling like little boys. “I’m with Tobias,” she grinned. “You do need to have more fun. I’m glad you’re going to the Barbie premiere with us.”

“Yeah, about that...” Ethan started.

“Screw you, Ramsey. Don’t even try to weasel out of it!”

“But, Barbie...”Ethan whined.

“I think you’ll be surprised, Ethan,” Casey offered. “From what I’ve read, it’s going to be a lot more meaningful than you’d think. Regardless, it’s a big premiere, and we’ll have fun!”  

“Fine! Who else is coming? Trinh?”

Casey shot a look at Tobias. “You haven’t told him?”

“Told him what?” Ethan groaned.

“Hadn’t gotten around to it yet, baby.”

Casey rolled her eyes. “OK, before I tell you... this is in no way, shape, or form a setup...”

“Oh, God...”

“The day Tobias asked you, I had already asked Eva, and...”

“OK. No. Forget it.”

“Ethan!” Casey scolded. “Why not? You two are so weird. You sure looked cozy at our wedding, but since then...” she shook her head. “Ethan, she’s a colleague and our friend. All you have to do is be polite. It’s not a date!”

“Well,” Tobias simpered. “In fairness, it’s our date night.”

“Our date night, Tobias! Not theirs!”

“Does she know I’m going?” Ethan asked.

“Yes, she wasn’t overly enthusiastic either, but she didn’t try to back out! Now... put your big boy pants on because you’re going to see Barbie!”

Ethan shot a look at Casey. “Please repeat that sentence, and you’ll see how wrong it sounded.”

Casey looked at her watch with a sigh. “I have a consult in five. You two babysit yourselves. And Ethan, make sure you wear something pink to the premiere.”

“I am not wearing pink!” He hollered after her as Tobias spooned the last of his pot roast into his mouth with a smirk.

“Oh, you’re wearing pink!”

~~~~~  

The day of the premiere arrived, and Casey bounced around with the excitement of a child. Tobias slipped his pink sweater over his head as she entered the room. A slow whistle escaped him as he took her in from her fuschia high heels that perfectly matched her flouncy tutu to the pink and black floral corset that had him forgetting they were expected anywhere.

“Damn, baby. You know, we don’t have to go. Mom’s watching Sammy, and we could have a perfectly enjoyable night right here.”

“I’m sure we could,” she giggled. “But have you forgotten our friends are coming along, too?”

“No, watching them may be more entertaining than the movie.”

“It’s possible.”

“Hey,” he said as they headed to the car. “When we get there, let’s rush to our seats so they have to sit next to each other.”

“You’re terrible,” Casey laughed.

“All part of my charm, hon. All part of my charm.”

They picked up Eva first. 

“You look amazing!” Eva beamed as she slid into the back of the car.

“Thank you!” Tobias replied enthusiastically.

“Not you, jackass. Your wife!”

“Yeah,” he smiled, taking Casey’s hand. “She looks hot as hell.”

“I didn’t say she... you know... never mind.”

“You look beautiful, too. Eva,” Casey laughed.

“Not as festive as you,” she replied. “But I managed to find a pink tank top to wear.”

“Hey, that’s all that matters!”

“Speaking of pink,” Tobias said as they pulled in front of Ethan’s. “Ethan better be wearing pink. I’ve told him a half dozen times....” his voice trailed as Ethan came into view, wearing a long-sleeved grey t-shirt, jeans, and a bit of a scowl.

“You were saying?” Eva grinned.

“That fucker isn’t wearing pink!”

“Hello, everyone.” Ethan nodded as he entered the car.

“You’re not wearing pink!” Tobias admonished. “How many times did I tell you... wear pink?”

“And how many times did I tell you... no?”

“Ethan, you’re such a party pooper,” Casey sighed. 

“And you’re...” he stalled, looking over Casey’s ensemble. “...Barbie.”

“Which is fitting... since we’re going to a Barbie premiere!” Tobias groused.

“Children,” Eva scolded. “Behave, or no one gets dessert after dinner.”

“Oh, I’m getting dessert,” Tobias snickered. “Trust me...”

“Oh, for God’s sake,” Ethan grumbled.

“What?” Eva laughed. “I think they’re kind of cute.”

“It may have been cute in high school. I’d even say in college if they had a few drinks in them. But at their age... It’s not cute anymore.”

“You’re right,” Eva replied. “It’s adorable.”

Tobias caught Ethan’s eyes in the rearview mirror. “Looks like you’re outnumbered, Pal.”

“What else is new?”

The conversation lagged, and every attempt at small talk faltered too quickly, usually with Ethan or Eva disagreeing with one another or locking horns. Tobias mouthed, “Music?” to Casey, but she couldn’t ignore the eight-hundred-pound gorilla in the room.

“So,” she stated. “What’s the deal with you two? Eva, I know you and Tobias had some beef back in Kenmore, but you’re nice to each other now. This begs one question. What did Ethan do?”

“Hey!” Ethan jumped in. “Why do you assume it was me?”

“Because it was,” Eva deadpanned.

“That’s not true! We didn’t meet under the best of circumstances, but I have apologized.”

“It was new intern day, wasn’t it?” Casey asked.

“How’d you guess?” Eva replied.

“Because that’s probably the worst day to ever meet Ethan.”

Ethan hit Tobias’s shoulder. “Aren’t you going to defend me?”

“Ow!” Tobias frowned. “I was planning on... if they said anything inaccurate, which they haven’t. But you broke the pink rule, and now you’re assaulting me. Sorry, I’m on their side!”

“Yes!” Casey cheered. “Now, Eva, what did he do?”

“It all started when I got a page. Someone needed an interpreter....”

“You’re not really going to share this, are you?” Ethan protested.

“Oh, this has to be good,” Tobias goaded. “Spill, Eva, and drinks are on me tonight.”

“Drinks are already on you,” Eva retorted. “But...”

As Casey and Tobias waited with bated breath, Eva noticed the pained look in Ethan’s eyes, and she decided to refrain.

“You know what, it doesn’t matter. It’s old news.”

Tobias’s face fell in disappointment. “I am so not buying drinks!”

“It was a shitty day,” Ethan started. “ I was... less than cheerful.”

“Read: you were being a jerk,” Tobias smiled.

“BINGO!” Eva replied.

“Anyway...” Ethan continued. “I had a very difficult patient who insisted they didn’t need an interpreter, but they didn’t speak any of the four languages I do...”

“Ethan,” Eva whispered, gently touching his arm. “You don’t have to.”

“No,” he replied. “I want to. These are my friends, and I’ve apologized to you, but perhaps I haven’t done it well enough, and I’d like the chance to do it again.”

“Guys, we’re just playing around. You don’t have to...” Casey started, but Ethan interrupted.

“I do. I had this total PITA patient. Their blood pressure was dropping, and I couldn’t get any medical history from them. Throw in it was new intern day. Several kept buzzing in and out for one ridiculous reason or another, completely grating my nerves. So, I called the nurses’ desk and asked them to find a Greek interpreter on staff. They sent someone who spoke Bulgarian. How does that help? So, I called again, and they sent someone who spoke Turkish. The patient is sicker by the moment, and I’m about to lose my mind when Eva walks in.”

“Now, it was my first day at Edenbrook, too... and Ethan assumed I was an intern.”

“Oh, no...” Casey groaned.

“I walked in, all eager to help. I said, ‘Hello, I’m Dr. Eva Mendoza. I hear you need an interpreter.’”

“And I turned around and said... “Those damn idiots can’t get a thing right. I need a Greek translator! I’m going to have those imbeciles fired!”

“I’m trying to explain I’m fluent in Greek, but I can’t get a word in...”

“So I tell her, I speak Spanish. I don’t need a Spanish interpreter, an intern much less, and you can go.”

“Oh, Jesus...” Tobias moaned.

“I stepped around him and started talking to the patient in Greek. Ethan looked like a deer in the headlights... after it got hit.”

“That’s a pretty good assessment of how I felt.”

“After we stabilized the patient, we went outside, and Ethan tried to apologize. But I wasn’t having it.”

“Rightfully so. She gave me a huge piece of her mind.”

“I informed him I wasn’t an intern, but a fellow... and assuming I could only speak Spanish because of my name was a bias and unacceptable. I’m half Greek, and I happen to speak four languages.”

“She didn’t say it quite so politely,” Ethan chuckled.

“Good!” Casey countered. 

“I apologized profusely, but she turned on her heel, and I’m pretty sure steam was coming out of her ears.”

“An accurate depiction,” Eva corroborated. “But as much as I thought you were an utter idiot that day, you have apologized several times.”

“But you still think badly of me, and whenever I feel like I’ve knocked down a piece of the wall you built around me, you quickly build it back up again. I don’t get a second chance at a first impression, but I hope you’ll let me start fresh. It was a bad day, and I acted out of character. But I’m not that guy. The sad thing is, we’re surrounded by people who are... that guy... but they aren’t as hot-headed as me, and you’ll never see it. They don’t lose sleep over messing up like I did.”

“You lost sleep?” Eva asked.

“I have. So, it might be asking too much, but can we start fresh? If you don’t want to, I’ll leave right now. I won’t ruin the night for you. But I’d really like a second chance.”

“Ethan,” Eva sighed. “You don’t get out of seeing Barbie that easily. And if I were to ask you to go home, it would be because you broke the pink rule. If I’m wearing pink, you should be wearing pink! But thank you for the explanation and your umpteenth apology. I’m sorry for choosing to see the worst in you, even though you have shown other sides. I can be stubborn as the day is long, and that’s on me.”

“So,” she said, extending her hand. “I’m Dr. Eva Mendoza, and you are?”

“I’m Dr. Ethan Ramsey,” he smiled. “And it’s a pleasure to meet you.”

“This is like the end of a Hallmark movie,” Tobias joked from the front.

“Honey, you’ve obviously never seen a Hallmark movie,” Casey laughed. “So, are we all friends now?” Now, are we all friends?”

“Yeah,” Ethan smiled. “We’re friends.”

“Good!” Tobias smiled. “And Ethan, your face is so flushed. You kind of do have pink on now.”

“Oh, but that’s not nearly good enough,” Eva laughed. “Tobias, stop the car!”

“Why?”

“I need to stop at that street vendor. That pink boa would perfectly compliment Ethan’s outfit.”

“Yes!” Casey clapped as Tobias pulled over.

“No, oh no!” Ethan yelled. 

“You could have just worn the pink polo shirt I gave you, bro. This is all on you.”

Giggling like a schoolgirl, Eva returned to the car with the pink boa, gleefully handing it to Ethan.  

“If I wear this, am I 100% forgiven?”

“Yep,” Eva smiled. “Unless you do something stupid again.”

“Oh, good,” Tobias chuckled, pulling up to the valet. “We should have at least fifteen minutes before he does that.”

“OK, this ride has been nice but way too serious. Can we walk the red carpet and get our Barbie on?”

“Yes, dear,” Tobias smiled.

“You really are a whole new Tobias, aren’t you?” Eva said in wonderment. “Speaking of that,” Ethan said as he shut the car door behind him. “What was this beef you had with Carrick at Kenmore? You and I may have more in common than I initially thought.”   

@choicesficwriterscreations @openheartfanfics

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[glittter-vamp]

CHAPTER 9

Joe Burrow x Bisexual OC.

Warnings: 18+MDNI. Mention Of Death & Grief. Emotional Intimacy pretty much at 100 and smut-ish themes. Homophobia. Angsty yet Fluffy. Pretty heavy chapter overall.

Word Count: 3.4k

"Thank you for shopping with us, have a great day!" Val smiles at a customer that was in the store while handing them their shopping bag. It was Sunday which she usually didn't come in for but Elsa had went a little too hard at the Pride parade the day prior and Dani was off. So, it was just her and Kade in the store today making things happen. 

"Almost time to close, what a weekend!" Kade sighs moving a box of hangers. 

"It was pretty crazy, I guess since we closed yesterday for the parade people came today instead." Val says organizing a rack of shirts.

"I'm so glad I'm off for the next two days, I'm drinking a whole bottle of wine by myself tonight to destress." Kade lets out a breath. 

"You and me both." Val smiles. Them two make it through the last work hour with only one other customer coming in. Cleaning up quickly, they make it out of the store by 4:50 and in their cars to go home. Since it was Sunday evening the traffic wasn't so bad but living in a city meant it was still there regardless. As Val drove home she got a call from Joe. She had talked to him here and there, all through text after that argument they had. 

"Hello?" Val answers on the car Bluetooth. 

"Hey...are you out of work?" Joe asks. 

"I am. Why?" Val asks wondering why. 

"Would you mind stopping by the house today? Something came for you at the house." Joe says sounding just as confused as she was hearing that. 

"Uh, what do you mean something came for me...to your house? I've never your given address for anything to anyone." Val questions. 

"I'm just confused as you about it are but it's addressed to you, it's a letter." He says. 

"Does it seems like junk mail or something? That's so weird..." She asks as she drives. 

"No, it's hand written from within the state. Say's its from someone named Sabrina Farley." Joe responds back, Val's heart dropping hearing that. 

"Are you sure!?" Val asks trying to remain her cool. 

"That's what it says, I can drop it off during the week if you're busy--

"No, I'll come get it now. I'm in the car driving anyway." Val says. 

"Alright, you can let your self in. I have to rest up my leg. My knee has been feeling weird." Joe says. 

"Do you need anything?" Val asks. 

"Nah I'm good, but thanks. I appreciate that." Joe yawns. They hang up soon after and Val makes her way to Joe's.

***************************************

Pulling up to his house she parks in the driveway and lets her self in like he told her too. She could hear the tv, Joe was of course was watching some alien documentary like usual. Walking to the living room she see's Joe laying on his couch icing his knee. 

"So, what'd you do to your knee?" Val speaks up startling Joe and making her laugh. 

"I didn't hear you come in... but I think I went to hard in the gym yesterday." He shrugs looking at his leg,

"Better chill before everyone gets on your ass or you injure yourself again." Val shakes her head. 

"I know..." Joe sighs. 

"So about the letter?" Val asks awkwardly. 

"Oh yeah, here!" Joe reaches over and grabs the letter that was sitting beside the remote. 

"Here you go, I didn't open it or anything." He says handing her the white envelope. Val reads the name and she starts to feel uneasy about it. 

"I really have no idea how this person got your address. I'm real sorry this came here, that's super invasive." Val bites her lip looking at Joe. 

"It's alright. Do you know who that person is though?" Joe asks and she nods yes. 

"My older sister. Since I cut off contact from the family , they haven't had my number or address except for the twins who I actually haven't heard from in months." Val shakes her head. 

"Do you think it's something serious?" Joe asks sitting up, intrigued by what that letter held. 

"Must be if they sent it to your house and not mine, my store or any of my other friends houses." Val says ripping the letter open. 

Val starts reading the letter which was starting off first by apologizing being sent to Joe's house but that they couldn't find her address anywhere online and was scared that if it got sent to the store it would end up in someone else's business mailbox instead. Which Val found very weird but she continued reading. As she read the next line her heart sunk and felt her eyes water. 

"I hate to inform you that dad has been involved in a car accident two weeks prior from when I'm writing this. He doesn't seem to be progressing at all, therefore mom is going to make the hard decision to take him off life support tomorrow. Though, we felt the need to tell you, we ask that you do not come to the funereal nor contact any of us. We've seen you in the tabloids and still don't approve of your life choices and out of respect to god, the church, the family and most importantly dad it's best if you don't come. We don't need any shameful people around us during this hard time or someone to take the attention away from dad." 

"Val...Hey, Hey...what's going on? Breathe." Joe says to her as he runs up to her and catches her as she falls to her knees at the news she just read. Val lets out a sob as Joe tries to console her and get her seated on the couch. Not being able to barely breathe let alone talk, she hands the letter to Joe and he reads it keeping one hand on Val and rubbing her back as she cries. 

"I'm so sorry Val. This is isn't the way they should've told you." Joe says hugging her tight and kiss her head as she cries. 

"I probably already missed his funeral since this was sent a week ago. Why would they do that?" She sniffles shaking her head. 

"If you did, that's entirely their fault. They know what they were doing sending this letter, they could of called, sent this to your actual house or business or even gone to your store in person...instead they sent it to my house not even knowing if it would get to you two weeks after your fathers accident in which they didn't contact you. This was malicious on their part, you did nothing wrong." Joe says feeling nothing but anger over this situation for Val. He couldn't believe they would treat her this way but it became clear why Val separated herself from them.

"I-I should go home. I'm sorry for breaking down like this here. I should of opened that letter at home or something." Val says quickly getting up and wiping her tears, desperately trying to get herself together. 

"What?! No--Val, you're not driving while you're emotions are hitting you like this. You're still processing this." Joe says shaking his head and Val sighs. 

"I just know things aren't okay between us and going through this here--

"That's not important right now, what's important is that you stay here and not get behind the wheel while you're crying. I'm going to get you water, please just stay here and take a breath." Joe says sitting her down again and she just nods beginning to cry again. Val didn't couldn't believe that letter. Still processing everything from her fathers accident to him being taken off life support to her family asking her not to come to the funeral because of who she was was just something she couldn't believe but hurt like hell. It proved that she was yet not healed from her past with her family.

"Here." Joe says coming back with a water bottle. Val takes it and takes a few sips. 

"Is there anything I can do?" Joe asks sitting next to her. 

"Get me a time machine so I could tell my parents not to have me and spare everyone the disappointment that I am." Val sighs wiping her tears. 

"Don't say that. Just because they have a problem with who you are doesn't mean you don't have people around you that love and support you. Plus, you've basically built your own family, you have the girls, Mateo, Kade and Elsa...Me and my family." Joe says hesitating on that last part. 

"I don't even know how your family views me right now so I wouldn't count them in there." Val shakes her head. 

" They haven't said anything to me about it so...well my mom obviously asked about what was going on cause she knows we're together but she didn't comment on anything else. My dad is never one to get into my personal relationships so..." Joe shakes his head. 

"Still doesn't mean anything." Val mutters. 

"Why don't I draw you a nice bath? I'll go pick up some food in the meantime while you soak." Joe says patting her knee. 

"You don't have to do that." Val shakes her head. 

"You need it, c'mon." Joe slowly pulls Val off the couch and they make their way upstairs letting the letter on the couch. 

"You still have clothes in your drawer, I haven't touched them." Joe says softly as they enter his room. 

"Thanks." Val sniffles heading over to where she always kept her clothes.

Joe headed to the bathroom and filled up the tub for her while she chose some clothes. Her mind was having a million different thoughts about what's happened. Though she was heartbroken over the news of her dad she was also incredibly angry at how it was handled. She couldn't stand the way her family has treated her since she came out in college. Val makes her way to the bathroom where Joe was making sure the water was a perfect temperature and the tub was getting filled up. 

"You can get in while it fills it takes a bit, did you need anything else? I haven't restocked on your wine but I can get you something else..." Joe asks as Val set her clothes down on the counter. 

"I think this moment calls for one of your vodka tonics." Val smiles. 

"Woah...I haven't heard those words since you opened up Pixies." Joe says making her chuckle. 

"I know it's a dangerous thing to say but I really need it." Val sighs. 

"You're wish is my command." Joe smiles leaving the bathroom. Val undresses and realizes she still has the markings from Summer on her body. Shaking her head and setting that aside she steps into the warm bath that smelled like lavender. Val feels herself relax into the semi filled tub and soon enough Joe comes back with her drink. 

"Here." Joe smiles handing her the drink. 

"Thanks." She smiles back taking a sip of the ridiculously strong drink. 

"Jeez, did you put any club soda in that?" Val shudders as the liquor runs through her body and sort of gives her a shock. 

"You knew what you were asking for. I put a lot of ice so just let it water down a bit." Joe says squatting down to her level and turning the water off for her. There wasn't many bubbles in the tub so Val saw Joe's eyes lingering on her body thought the soapy water. 

"What did you want to eat?" Joe asks clearing his throat. 

"It's Sunday evening so everything closes pretty early...whatever is open is fine. No healthy stuff though, I need good savory comfort food."  

"I'll be back, call me if anything. Make yourself at home." Joe says giving Val a gentle kiss on the head before leaving. It felt nice for Val to have Joe there for her. This was one of the things she couldn't complain about when it came to him. He was always there for Val when she needed him the most with no questions asked. Relaxing in the hot bath and downing the drink she eventually gets out and takes a quick shower being one of those people that can't just take a bath first. 

After her shower, drying off and draining the tub, she gets dressed and heads downstairs taking the glass that was now empty. As she washed her cup, Joe comes in with the bags of food.

 "So I got us sushi, and I stopped to get us ice cream. Hope that's okay!" Joe says smiling at Val. 

"That sounds really great. Thank you." Val smiles back. 

"We can put on a movie or whatever you want." Joe says setting the bags down to put the ice cream in the freezer.

"Sure." Val nods. She grabs water for them both from the fridge and make their way to the living room. 

"So, what do you want to watch?" Joe asks after they settle on the couch with the food. 

"Um, something funny I guess." she shrugs taking a bite of the spicy shrimp tempura roll. Joe turns on Superbad.

"I saw that you went the pride parade, how was that?" Joe asks failing miserably to use his chopsticks like usual making val laugh. 

"It was fun. Everyone had a goodtime." Val nods. 

"I saw that Summer went...you guys were posting on instagram" Joe says. Val knew she was going hear something about about her come from Joe eventually. 

"She was." Val says nods eyeing Joe. The last thing she wanted right now was to get in an argument with Joe about Summer again after what she just learned. Her emotions were way to high right now for that and she knew it.

"Is she...at least making you happy?" He asks softly and Val sighs. 

"Joe, I really don't need this right now." Val rolls her eyes.

"I'm not mad or trying to start anything. I just want to know she's at least treating you right given your history with her and having your own complaints with me" Joe says, he seemed genuine. 

"We only messed around once after that fight we had, we're not dating though and she's been fine to me. No drama. There, happy?" Val answers truthfully. 

"Very." Joe smirks which annoyed Val. 

"How about you? Any girls you've brought back here and shown them what a night with America's QB heartthrob is like?" Val asks trying to annoy him.

"Nope. Those nights are reserved for you." Joe smirks. 

"and Sofia the baddie ig model." Val nods popping another piece of sushi into her mouth pretending she didn't see Joe's annoyed face when she said that. 

"Okay...maybe I see how asking about Summer and throwing her in your face could be annoying." Joe says making Val snort. 

"But, since we're on the topic of girls and I still have my list of questions of you..." Joe trails off, Val sighing preparing for what's about to come out of his mouth next.

"Is it true that you guys can last for hours during sex? How is that even possible? How come you don't last with me that long?" Joe asks making Val almost choke on her food. 

"We technically can...but it's courtesy of the strap and we take breaks and then go back and forth through the night until we can't anymore and...I have no problem lasting that long but you on the other hand..." Val sips her drink and Joe looks in complete shock. 

"If that's the case...why the hell are you dating men? Let alone me." Joe mutters that last part. 

"Because that's how bisexuality works, I like all genders...and what do you mean let alone you? You're the only guy I've been with that actually gives a fuck about getting me off every time we have sex." Val snorts. 

"Do you have one?" Joe asks as he eats. 

"A what?" She asks confused. 

"A...strap or whatever it is you guys call it." Joe clears his throat which made Val laugh at his awkwardness. 

"I think... I have my harness somewhere at my condo, as for the toy itself...I have to get a new one." Val nods. 

"I saw that they had strapless ones." Joe nods and Val does a double take towards him hearing that. 

"Have you...been researching lesbian stuff!?" Val says rather loudly and clearly embarrassing Joe seeing his face turn a light shade of pink. 

"And by researching I know it's just porn." Val teases him. 

"No. I've actually been on educational websites for your information. I was wondering about the stereotypes. " Joe defends himself. Val thought it was actually very cute that Joe was educating himself about stuff. Most men would just ask when the threesome was happening and call it day.  

"Can I ask if you have a preference? Like do you prefer having sex with women or more with men?" Joe asks. 

"Overall, I say that I wouldn't. But there's certain things that I appreciate about both that's different." Val admits. 

"Like what?" 

"Well with girls I like the softness of it, the foreplay is usually on another level and the after care is really nice too. Plus there's a different sense of comfortability with women knowing they have the same parts as I do and know how are bodies are naturally. Also it's a plus that they're more on top of stuff like their status and there's no risk of pregnancy. " Val says and Joe nods. 

"And with men?" Joe asks seeming to be nervous to ask about it. 

"Well, my prior experiences with men were all college guys so I'm not gonna go there but with you specifically... I like how strong you are with me and assertive you are. Also getting to actually...feel you inside me is something I can only experience with women to a certain extent. Plus moans from any gender are hot but the list goes on for both, I just like what I like. There's really no competition here, we at least between you and any other woman because I've heard of plenty hook up stories from Gen with guys"  Val shrugs making Joe chuckle.

"Thank you for talking to me about this stuff...I know it's weird of me to ask this stuff." Joe says sheepishly. 

"Like I said before, if it's in good faith and you're being genuine...I don't have anything to hide. I appreciate you being respectful about it and not with stereotypical things like other guys would probably do." Val smiles.

 They both finish their meal and start paying attention to the movie that was already a good chunk through it. They eat their ice creams after finishing the dinner, Val still thinking of her dad and family, still figuring out how to navigate this situation from here. 

"You can take my room... I'll sleep in the guest room. Give you some space." Joe says as they clean up the mess of food in the living room and take it to the trash in the kitchen. 

"Oh you don't have to." Val shakes her head. 

"It's not up for discussion, I'll finish up here. You should go get some rest." Joe smiles and Val just nods. Even though it wasn't even 9PM yet, she did feel exhausted after the news she had received today. 

"Thanks, I'll uh see you in the morning...goodnight." Val says giving Joe a small smile which eh returns. 

"Goodnight." 

Val head upstairs grabbing her phone and goes into Joe's room. She uses the bathroom quickly and gets into the comfortable bed when there was a small knock on the door as it opened. 

"Thought you'd like some water." Joe says bringing her a water bottle and setting it on the nightstand. Val thanks him and he goes to leave when she grabs his hand and stops him in his tracks. 

"Stay...please." She says softly and Joe gives her a look of sadness and pity before he gently nods. 

"Let me just turn off the hall light." He says squeezing her hand. Val nods letting go of him. Coming back into the room, Joe this time around doesn't say anything about Val being on his side of the bed and just turns off the light and gets in bed next to her. Val cuddles up to him inhaling his familiar comforting scent that she loved so much and Joe places a few kisses on her head as he slowly and gently rubs her back as she lets sleep take over, feeling fully comforted and cared for by the person who has her heart.

A/N: That was heavy chapter! But BF Joe showed up 👀

[osleeplessflowero]

Chance Encounter - A Dream Oneshot

// written in second person pov

Rain gently falls from the sky, landing any and everywhere in sight.

You sit at a bus stop, holding out your hand to let the rain fall onto it. It's cold..always cold. But it feels nice, so you won't complain.

You grab the book you brought with you from your side, an old love story from decades ago which has recently become one of your favorites. You flip through the pages to where you left your bookmark, beginning to read.

The words describe what's happening beautifully, making clear imagery in your head. If only it were possible to find true love like in these stories..but something like that's highly unrealistic. Especially in this day and age.

You let out a quiet sigh, before hearing footsteps nearby. You look to your right and see a skeleton approaching you, holding up a bright yellow umbrella to shield himself from the rain.

He has on a pastel yellow sweater vest with a white button-up shirt beneath it, along with some dark brown pants for a nice contrast. You can see that he's wearing bright yellow rain boots, perfect for the weather. He has some sort of crown looking accessory on his skull. You don't think you've seen anything like it before..

"Excuse me, I'm sorry to interrupt your reading, but I was wondering when the next bus would get here." He has a very calm voice, it sounds warm to you. Pleasing to the ears to hear. His smile is warm too, inviting and friendly. His yellow eyelights glance over you.

"Oh, you're not interrupting at all, don't worry." You smile, gently closing it on your lap. "The next bus should be here in a few minutes."

"Oh, that's good. To both of those statements. Is it alright if I wait here as well?"

"Go right ahead, I don't mind at all."

"Thank you very much." He closes the umbrella and sits beside you at a comfortable distance, resting the umbrella beside himself.

You find yourself glancing over at him, observing him. He notices you and gives you a smile, and you quickly avert your eyes, cursing internally for staring.

"I'm Dream, it's nice to meet you."

You look back over, seeing that he's rested his hands in his lap.

"Oh, um, I'm.." You tell him your name, and he keeps it in mind. "Nice to meet you too, Dream."

There's a bit of a comfortable silence for a bit as the two of you continue to wait.

"What book are you reading? I can't help but be a bit curious."

"Oh, it's a classic from a long time ago. I've always loved romance stories, it's just something about the aesthetics of certain ones. This one's become one of my favorites with time, I find myself rereading it a lot."

"It must be pretty good then, hmm?"

"I like to think so."

He glances over the title. "Perhaps I'll check it out from the library and give it a read myself, I'm about to head there regardless."

"Oh, you're heading there too? I was just about to see if there's anything new."

"Oh, yes. I'm actually returning a book my brother borrowed. He doesn't like talking to people too much, so I offered to bring it back for him."

"That's kind of you. ..Well, since we're going to the same place, maybe I could recommend something for you and maybe him as well while we're there."

"Really?"

"Yeah, I wouldn't mind a bit. You seem to be nice company."

"I appreciate that. Thank you."

"No prob. Uhh..any specific genres you happen to like?"

"Well, I like fantasy stories myself. For my brother, he tends to like the horror genre, or something like murder mysteries. Can't put them down once he gets invested. Though I find those stories to be rather morbid most of the time..at least he enjoys them."

"I see, I gotcha. I'm sure once we get there we can find something with the right feel."

"I'm positive we will."

A comfortable silence returns as the bus finally arrives, the two of you standing up.

"Okay, let's make a run for it- don't want to end up being drenched."

"Yeeeah, let's hurry-"

The two of you quickly run and enter the bus, paying the small fee to ride and sit down beside each other again, Dream simply smiling and allowing you to ramble about your book as you wait to arrive at the library together.

(this playlist is what inspired me to write this oneshot, although instead of waiting for a bus it's waiting for a train. highly recommended to add to the experience!)

[soldiermom1973]

Catching up is Hard to Do

Wrote a one-shot during Nano to help with some background for the next part of Allie & Kaidan's journey. It's been kind of proofread/beta'd so any mistakes are all mine. Brain's been a bit mush lately - hitting 50 & the changing hormones that come with that have really wrecked havoc on my mental health; working 2 jobs/6 days a week doesn't help, either, but I'm muddling along.

Anyhoo - here's a snippet. You can read the rest on AO3. Likes & reblogs are appreciated, but not expected. Enjoy! > > > > > > The cafe was a small place, tucked away in a quiet corner of Tayseri Ward. Though with the influx of war refugees, it was far less quiet than it used to be. Still, Kaidan found it was one of the few places he could go without being recognized as The Second Human Spectre. Rather, if people <i>did</i> recognize him, they left him alone. Regardless, Kaidan was thankful for a peaceful change of scenery to get his paperwork done.

After he paid for his coffee and pastry, he took a moment to juggle his datapads around so he could carry everything to a table. When he turned around, he spied a familiar face tucked away in the corner, sitting at the spot he usually claimed. He hesitated, not sure if his approach would be welcome. After all, he and Rahna hadn't spoken since he broke up with her and broke her heart. He let out a heavy sigh, realizing if he only had one good talent left in him, breaking hearts seemed to be it.

Still, there was a war on, and he didn't want to not at least say hello. Everything after that would be up to her. So he walked to her table and acted surprised to see her.

“Rahna? I thought that was you. How are you doing?” he asked, bracing himself for a verbal lashing or for her to throw her drink in his face. Instead, she startled, realized who was talking to her, and gave him a huge smile.

“Kaidan!” she exclaimed, nearly knocking her chair over when she jumped up to hug him. “How are you? I've been keeping up with Normandy things on the news and wondering how you've been!”

Rahna gestured for him to sit down, and he immediately took her up on her offer. He was thankful she wasn't mad at him – she had every right to be – and happy she was willing to at least (maybe) still be friends.

“So, second human Spectre, hm?” she teased, giving him another smile. “How's that going for you? Seems like you already have enough to do,” she gestured to the datapads, “or is some of that Spectre stuff?”

“It's a little of both,” he admitted. “Training rosters, mainly. Plus some stuff I was doing before the war that I'm still responsible for. But the Spectre thing, yeah.” he let out a sigh and shook his head. “Allie set the bar pretty high there. Everyone I've talked to seems to think I'll be ok, so I guess I'll be ok.”

He noticed Rahna tense a little at the mention of Allie's name, so he quickly changed the subject. “How about you? Did you get in with the Alliance and that research project?”

“Oh, I did!” Rahna's face lit up and she leaned forward, happily telling him about how much things progressed.

“I know it's a terrible thing, Kaidan, this war and all, and I know I'm probably a terrible person for saying this, but there is some good coming out of it all. We talk to soldiers who've been around Reaper troops a lot and people who are presumed indoctrinated and we run all sorts of tests... blood work, cat scans, MRIs, all of it.”

Kaidan listened as she explained that her team was running the gamut of tests to try and figure out just what indoctrination was and how it worked. They ruled out any kind of radiation because that, by default, changed a person's DNA and people didn't really change physically until they were put on the Dragon's Teeth or otherwise manipulated by the Reapers.

“And you should see that bit of research,” Rahna marveled. “A huge team of people trying to reverse engineer those monstrosities and figure out exactly how they take human flesh and turn it into machinery. It's incredible.”

She went on to explain how, through process of elimination, they were able to figure out Reaper tech put out an ultra-ultra low sound frequency. “It's barely detectable to even the most sensitive equipment. Things are almost on hold until we get something built that can pick up soundwaves that low. But now that we have that much information, we're trying to figure out how exactly it's changing brain waves and basically reprogramming how people think. Then the next step will be trying to figure out how to shield it. From there we can develop new helmets for troops to wear, or maybe some kind of implant to block those sound waves...”

Kaidan smiled as Rahna continued to explain her research. He couldn't help but notice she had the same kind of excitement in her voice that Allie did when she talked about astronomy. His smile faltered a bit when he found himself wondering, yet again, if he was ever really over Allie's death when he started dating Rahna. Doubt quickly turned to guilt and he questioned if he should have stayed single or maybe not have let things get serious. He still cared about Rahna and truly wanted her to be happy.

[snwusberry]

ʚ road trip ɞ - yoon jeonghan

pairing: est. jeonghan x reader

genre: fluff

warning(s): allusions to there being conflict in the relationship, eating, food

wc: 917

ʚ reader pov ɞ

there are shoes flying everywhere, clothes laying all over the floor and an open bag placed almost perfectly in the middle of the mess.

our luggage is everywhere but in the bag and the growing mess is only making me grow more annoyed.

jeonghan has been walking back and forth in from our bedroom to the bathroom for the past five minutes while i've been trying to get my skincare done.

there's products scattered all over the bathroom counter causing some things to fall as i rummage through the mess, trying to find what i'm looking for.

a true nightmare.

"jeonghan, can you please pass me that?" i request when he walks back into the bathroom, pointing at the towel draped over the shower door.

he sighs before handing it to me and walks back out.

once i'm done getting ready, i walk to the room to see that he's made some progress with packing.

you see, we planned to go on a little retreat out of town together for the week which we have to drive to today, only thing is, we haven't packed yet and we have to meet up with the counselor at a certain time at the resort.

"you go finish getting ready, i'll continue packing." i offer and ge nods before walking off.

it's gonna be a long ass day.

"BABE!!" i hear jeonghan yell from the bathroom, i pause for a little bit, looking in out the door to make sure i heard right before he calls for me again.

i run to the bathroom and see him looking around in frustration.

"what's going on?"

"i can't find my hairband." he sulks.

"you wore it last night, where did you leave it?" i asked and he just shrugged.

i stop, spotting a hair tie on his wrist.

"just tie your hair if it's gonna be a problem."

"i wanted to wear my favorite hair band though."

i sigh, a small smile creeping onto my face as i reach for his hand, taking the hair tie off. he just silently looks at me while i do my thing.

i grab the hair brush and walk behind him, ready to do his hair.

we make eye contact through the mirror and i see him just looking at me endearingly with a soft smile on his face. i smile back at him because it's hard not to.

"why are you looking at me like that?" i ask him and he just shrugs.

"no reason."

i continue doing his hair smiling slightly at myself.

i'll forever love this man no matter what. even in this slightly awkward time in our relationship and regardless of everything that's gone down within these passed three months. none of that can change how much i love him.

once i'm done, we finish packing everything and head out.

"are you sure we have everything?" he asks and i confirm. "keys?"

"yes, i have the keys right here. let's go."

i'm driving while jeonghan handles the radio. we have lizzo playing, screaming the lyrics just having a good time when i feel my stomach rumble.

"hannie." i sheepishly call him, getting his attention. he turns the volume down to hear me better looking at me with slight concern.

"what's wrong?"

"remember how we said no stops?"

"yeah."

"i'm hungry."

"what to do with you... are we near any gas station stops?" he asks, looking around as if we haven't been surrounded by nothingness for like 35km now.

"gps?"

"no reception."

"ain't that lovely." i state sarcastically making jeonghan laugh

we finally got to a rest stop where we bought tons of snacks and got food from the restaurant.

i sigh in relief after finishing my food. while jeonghan gives me an amused look.

"why do you keep staring at me, you creep?"

"can't i just admire you? i got so lucky with a partner like you, let me appreciate that."

if he doesn't stop.

"not in the public like this." i tell him, covering my mouth as if he said something scandalous.

"why not?" he chuckles.

"there are people listening."

"let them. come on, let's go."

i let out a yawn, standing up and jeonghan notices.

"should i drive?"

"please do."

"alright, let's get going."

we put the things in the car, following suit, getting situated to continue our road trip.

"you all buckled up?" jeonghan teases and i roll my eyes.

"i'm not five." i protest.

"you act five."

"hey."

and he drives off.

i look at the signs and notice jeonghan completely missed the exit. i look back at him as he just nonchalantly drives.

"we not going to the resort no more?" i ask him rhetorically.

"what?"

"you missed the exit."

"shit."

he slows down, moving into the slower lane as he tries to think of something.

"there's probably another exit somewhere. we'll be fine."

"it you say so."

"baby. wake up, we've arrived." i hear jeonghan say as he shakes me awake.

i open my eyes, taking in my surroundings.

"we've arrived."

i look around, eyes finally open and see that it's getting dark.

"were late." i tell him, sleepily and he just smiles.

"only by a few hours. don't worry, i let the counselor know we'd be late."

"oh good." i smile, still half asleep.

"come on sleepy head." he helps me out, placing a kiss on my forehead as we head into the check-in office.

"i'm tired." i mumble.

"i know honey."

[finniestoncrane]

sending in another request (hopefully that's allowed!!) because lmao I have to make you be gay online 😤 /j

Character: 🤡 (again, I'll let you pick lol)

Scenario: 💃

Sentence: ⚫️

(and afab!reader lol)

(let's also pretend that this isn't just like an absolute fantasy of mine!)

Sway

general!harley quinn x female!reader/dancing meda you can do whatever you want because i love you u-u minors DNI!! 🔞 500 words, cw: it's just fluff, so much fluff, and a kiss! requests are closed • kofi link • minors DNI • tag: finnie500

She was a lot more graceful than you. Balanced, light on her feet. There was no doubt she was a better dancer, and could be sprawling out over the floor, one complicated move after the other, footwork impeccable, looking as though she might be gliding on ice, floating on air.

But Harley stood still, swaying from side to side with you, her arms wrapped around your waist and her head resting on your shoulder as she hummed to the music. As you looked around you, at the other couples, the people sitting around the dancefloor, watching everyone, it felt like they were focused just on you and Harley, watching and judging. Because regardless of how often she held you, kissed you, pushed you to dance with her, you still couldn’t help but feel that you weren’t quite…enough.

Harley was adorable, beautiful, hot. Desirable, in a terrifying kind of way. Terrifying in an incredibly arousing way. Sweet and smart enough that she always got what she wanted, and who she wanted, and you couldn’t quite believe that you were the person she was willing to settle on.

Sensing your unease, something she was particularly good at, she lifted her head, inquisitive look on her face, brows raised and smile forming a frown.

“You don’t look good, sug’! You ok?”

“I’m fine…I’m…yeah I’m ok.”

“Hmmm…”

She lifted your arm and spun underneath it, on her return to face you she pressed in close, her nose to yours, eyes wide.

“Boop! Oooh…maybe we should go get some fresh air? You didn’t even kinda smile there!”

Before you had a chance to play it off, pretend that the invite to the balcony wasn’t a literal dream come true, she already had your hand, stomping through the crowds, her regular, brash charm separating them like waves.

You both leaned your elbows down against the railing, silently taking in the moment, the way the stars shone, the clouds that obscured half of the moon. It was nice out here, you could breathe. The perils of dating an outgoing, social butterfly. You rarely had a minute alone with her. Which meant that while it was an exciting and whirlwind romance, there hadn’t been many sweet moments where you could just be you, the two of you, quiet and vulnerable.

In this rare situation, where both of you had been quiet for more than five minutes, you moved your hand slowly towards her, meeting it quicker than expected to find she was reaching for you. An awkward giggle, wide smiles on both of your faces. In sync, you both sighed as you stared up at the sky, a deep blue instead of black this evening. Blue like her eyes.

You turned to her, finding her turning to you at the same time.

“Wow…”

You interrupted each other as you spoke.

“You look beautiful.”

A solidifying notion that you were meant to be, same thoughts, same feelings, same appreciation. The calm romance didn’t last long, before you were receiving a swift punch the arm.

“Jinx! Now you gotta buy me a drink, and I have expensive tastes bub!”

She trotted off back inside, and you followed, pleased that you got to be the one she punched.

[rosenongrata]

solitary solidarity – iii

Summary: A selection of writings that explore the early days of the odd relationship between Doctor Veritas Ratio and Missus Kagome Ikeda.

A/N: c.ws for chapter: Kagome punches Ratio so fucking hard in the face that she accidentally broke his nose, blood, implied unspecified trauma for Kagome. uhh i think that's it? she fixes his nose tho so it's all good /j

c.w/s: varies on what part, but i'll make sure to mark each addition with the proper tags in the a/n. OC-insert.

w.c: ~1k

Sigh.

Kagome does this in the middle of her rest – quite often, actually. Her head turns away when a bright light flashes across her face, and then she drags her arm up to her face to cover her eyes. Her other arm lay limp – her fingers caressing the floor of her office as one foot rests crooked nearby, her high heel nearly falling off from the awkward position. Even her other high heel is hanging on for dear life as it dangles from the tip of her foot while her long leg rests over the armrest of the sofa.

Despite how uncomfortable it may look to anyone else, she’s perfectly content and at ease with her current position on the sofa. Not like there were many other positions to choose from, anyway.

Soft footsteps creep up to her side – the sound of sandals echoing through her office. And then a distant, warm breath fans one side of her face – she can feel it acutely, but it’s not enough to stir her to full consciousness.

“Is this how you greet all of your visitors?” Dr. Ratio asks lowly in a grumble, he bends down slightly and pokes her shoulder, “Perhaps you are less of a copycat and more of a sleeping cat—”

“DON’T TOUCH ME, SHOTO.” Kagome yowls and instinctively punches Dr. Ratio square in the nose – enough to make him stumble back and hold his face. When she comes to realize, she blinks on repeat while he glares at her, “Oh– Oh, I’m so sorry, Doctor—” She jolts up into action.

“You’re sorry?! For punching me – in the face, no less!” He growls at her regardless of how muffled he sounds. “And you called me…some name that is not my own—”

Kagome bolts across the room after kicking off her shoes – she then rips open a drawer in her desk, taking out a gauze pad and pain medication. She rushes over to him, forcibly taking his hand away from his face to – most gently – place the gauze under his bloody nose.

“Here…” She sighs, “I really am sorry,” She glances away as she repositions his broken nose back into its rightful place, regardless of how loud and sharp he gasps at the pain, “I…I thought you were my husband.” She admits softly.

“You…Your husband—” He groans, swatting her hands away to hold the gauze to his nose by himself, “While I appreciate you putting my nose back into place, I cannot say I forgive you for punching me—”

“You aren’t wearing your plaster head…”

“…Do not change subjects.” He sighs, “I am curious, though – why in Aeon’s name would you mistake me for your husband?”

She looks away.

“I can tell the higher ups about this little…altercation, if you’d like.” He threatens – he’s going to get his answers one way or another.

“P-Please, don’t—” She sighs, “I truly did mistake you for my husband, Shoto Watanabe,” She stares down at her hand – covered in the doctor’s blood, “You two aren’t all that similar, but he…” She winces, fist clenching, “He’s usually the one to wake me up. I must’ve subconsciously realized I slept in my office all night…and he came to punish me for not being at home yesterday—”

“Punish you? Are you a child now?” He interrupts, his face warped into a grimace mixed with disgust and pain.

“…I’m sure he’d love to inform you that I may as well be,” She shakes her head, “Anyway, come here—” She grabs his thick bicep and drags him to the bathroom, “You don’t have to forgive me for punching you, but at least let me help stop the bleeding.”

“Ugh,” He scoffs, “I can handle it just fine. But fine, if you dare insist.”

A while later – after washing her hands and his face – his bleeding begins to finally stop. She lifts his head up from the sink, dabbing away the rest of the blood on his chin and mouth with a damp rag. She then glances at the mirror, eliciting her to sigh softly.

“…You have quite the pretty face for someone so invasive.” She comments offhandedly before walking away, leaving the rag on the sink.

“Pardon me?” He cringes and stalks after her, “What kind of backhanded compliment is that?”

“Don’t worry about it, Doctor.” She pulls a bottle of cold water from her mini-fridge, “Here. You’ll want to drink as much as you can to make up for the blood loss…” She hands it to him after prying it open, “If there’s anything I can to make up for this, please tell me.”

“Anything, huh?” He takes a seat on her sofa with wobbly legs – the blood loss beginning to kick in, “…Tell me more about Tetra—”

“That again…? Why that?” She murmurs as she sits next to him, but refuses to meet his critical gaze.

“Because you are allegedly the only person who knows about it – I have not been able to find much information about it, but I know you have all the details.” He explains, crossing his arms as he carries the cold bottle in one hand.

She sighs as she deflates, “Alright…” She readjusts her posture – sitting upright and with her hands resting over her lap, “I will tell you once you’ve recovered.”

“You are not trying to worm your way out of this again, are you?”

“No, I’m not. It’s a long story, too – so, I’d prefer to take this a day at a time.” She meets his tired and unfocused eyes, “…Rest in here on the sofa for a while and drink that water, Doctor,” She stands up again, “Are you hungry? I can get you something.”

“…You do not need to pamper me, Kagome.” He rolls his eyes, “Do whatever you want, I will relax until this dizzy spell goes away.”

“I… Alright.” She nods, leaving him to his own devices as she moves around the office and the jointed bathroom nearby to clean up whatever blood there is on the floor.

He watches her with one eye open, and she does her best to pay his staring no mind.