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Night Owl - Nika Muhl.

pairing: nika muhl x fem! reader

word count: 1.4k

synopsis: wnba rookie nika has become a night owl to a worrying extent since entering the league, staying up late in the living room watching games — you just want her in bed.

warning (s): kinda fluffy, smut, fingering, gettin da 🐈 caressed, tongue play, makeout sesh, nipple play, hickies, nika is angsty lol.

a/n: i heard y’all asking so i delivered

If you thought Nika's craze and perfectionism was intense back when she was at UConn, you've come to realize it's on a whole other level now that she's made the WNBA. She's a rookie, trying to ride the wave of it all, and she's utterly stressed.

You used to playfully tease that the 'N' in your girlfriend's name stood for "night owl." She was perpetually burning the midnight oil, diving into game replays and refining her skills, all with the determination of an WNBA athlete aiming for the win.

You were undeniably proud of her. Yet, you couldn't help but long for the days when she wasn't a mad-man.

It had left you like this on countless nights, feeling the absence keenly as you lay in bed, reaching out for her warmth only to find empty sheets. You'd often find yourself slipping out of bed, drawn to the dim glow of the living room where you'd discover Nika, immersed in her work or training, her dedication evident in the lines of concentration etched on her face. As much as you admired her drive, it was hard not to yearn for the simpler moments when she was by your side, untethered by the demands of her relentless pursuit of excellence.

"Baby," you sighed softly, casting your gaze over the parlor, "Come to bed, Nik, you know I can't sleep without you. And all this... it's really starting to worry me."

Nika's face remained fixated on the TV screen, lips parted, but her hands extended towards you, silently beckoning you to join her.

"I'm all good, baby, jus-" she paused, seeming to relax now that you were on her lap, her hands instinctively upon your waist, "You know I work better at night."

You pressed your lips into a line, a bittersweet smile on your face. "Can I interrupt?" you asked softly.

Nika's eyes flicked between you and the screen. "Mhm, of course."

You leaned in close to her face, nose-to-nose. "It's currently 2 going on 3," you whispered. You pecked her lips gently. "No more of this, Nika. You're not gonna learn anything by burning yourself out."

You took a lock of her brown hair, twirling it gently between your fingers, savoring its softness. "And if you do want to burn yourself out... you've got me," you whispered sensually, promises of your support.

You smiled reassuringly, and Nika returned it with that familiar, comforting smile before leaning in and planting another tender kiss on your lips.

Before you knew it, you guys were deeply engrossed in a make-out session, one that blended perfectly with the mood of the night and the atmosphere surrounding you two. With her gentle hands, she felt you up and down, one inching down towards your clothed heat

to rub over your shorts, and the other moving up to your perky breast seamlessly, rubbing it.

Easily, just like that, you got Nika back to bed, where she continued to feel you up over your night shorts until you succumbed to the pleasure and came undone in your pants with soft, ragged breaths and whines into her mouth.

Feeling the after-effects of your orgasm and the lingering fatigue, you quickly drifted into a deep sleep, comforted by her presence.

When you awoke again, Nika was still awake, her gaze fixed on you as you stirred.

"Sorry," she blushed immediately, her tone apologetic. "I know you hate it when I watch you." But how couldn't she? You looked so incredibly sexy to her in that moment.

Through sleepy, lidded eyes, you gazed up at her, your expression filled with adoration. "You wanna go back to that living room, huh?" you said teasingly, knowing her like the back of your hand, and she

she hesitated before admitting it with a small smile, "I might. But you're making me stay."

Your eyes ghosted down to her lips. "I'd hope so," you crooned before leaning in to kiss her. Positioned intimately in bed, your lips,

involuntarily against her neck, began to plant soft kisses along its delicate curve.

Nika shuddered, hand flying to grip your back and pull you closer to her body. "You're so tense," you observed between kisses, your voice laced with desire. "Makes sense why you can't sleep," you remarked, your breath warm against her skin.

She turned over onto her back, pulling you close between her arm and side, her embrace a silent plea for closeness. Your hand ghosted down Nika's thigh, eliciting a gasp from her as it reached her most sensitive spot.

With practiced ease, your fingers slipped inside her, sending her eyes rolling back in ecstacy, pleasure overtaking her body as all the tension melted away, replaced by an overwhelming sense of bliss.

You chuckled at her reaction to finally getting what you knew she had needed all along. "Am I making you wanna stay put?" you teased gently, brushing a strand of hair away from her face as your lips trailed down her neck, giving her soft kisses that gradually intensified into gentle nips and sucks, forming subtle marks of need.

You worked your fingers, pumping them in and out of her wet cunt as she arched her back, her muscles gradually untensing with each stroke of your determined fingers into her. Soft sighs escaped her parted lips, the brunette releasing small moans of satisfaction into the air.

You leered at Nika unabashedly, your eyes attempting to capture every detail, trying to engrave this moment into your memory forever.

Under the moonlight's gentle embrace, she appears like a scene from an angel. Her fair skin seems to catch the moon's glow, giving her an almost otherworldly aura, and each strand of her hair is softly illuminated, framing her face like a halo.

There's a gentle sweat on her skin from the releasing of her stress and from the warmth of the night air. In this moment, she's not just beautiful, she's captivating in her simplicity. It's a sight that makes your heart skip a beat, a reminder of the magic that exists in the world, especially when you least expect it.

"Am I making you feel better, Nika?" She nodded repeatedly, her eyes closed in pleasure, and her teeth biting down on her bottom lip as she surrendered to the pleasure roving through her body.

"Look at me and tell me how good I'm making you feel then," she clutches the sheets beneath her with one hand, her knuckles turning white, and with the other, the hand that's keeping you close to her body, she pulls you in even closer as she begins to play with her nipple through her flimsy night top, her breathing growing heavier and her moans becoming more pronounced.

Quickly, a minute later, she's panting, "I'm gonna cum on your fingers, baby."

Her body responds eagerly to your touch. She writhes beneath you, bucking against your skilled fingers as you stroke into her, each movement driving her closer to the edge. Gasping with pleasure, she urges you on, her voice trembling with desire. "Keep on goin', babe, just li-like that."

Your lips find hers hungrily, fueled by a primal desire. Sensing her surrender, you do something that makes her tremble weakly, a silent plea for more; you lick into her mouth, greeting her tongue with your own. Her lips try to catch it, but your tongue slips away, leaving her mouth curling around nothing as she finally opens her eyes and gazes at you, elated.

When she cums, it's silent, and you'd miss it lest your eyes remain on her how they are, persistently. She stills, her body frozen in a moment of pure ecstasy. There's no sound, no movement, until the climax washes over her completely. With a sigh of relief, her eyes shut instantaneously, and she lets out a quiet, satisfied groan, completely lost in the blissful aftermath of pleasure.

She'd came a river onto your hands. As you turn around, behind yourself for the nightstand, grabbing some wipes to clean up the aftermath, you turn back to offer some to her, only to find your girlfriend fast asleep, completely spent from the intensity of it all. A soft smile tugs at the corners of your lips as you realize just how thoroughly she's been intoxicated by stress and how you had just eliminated it. You'd do this everynight with her if you had to, just to keep her there, relaxed in bed with you. With gentle care, you clean her up before settling back beside her, wrapping her in your arms as you drift off to sleep together.

You whisper those three precious words to your sleeping beauty, "Love you, Nika," not expecting any response from her exhausted form. But then, to your surprise, you hear a faint murmur from the depths of her slumber, "Love you too."

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an: it’s soooo late omg I’ll add my thoughts later update: loved writing this... y'all she is a smokeshow i had to lock in.

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High reader x high Joel unf hell yeah we love some intox kink

New Heights

Joel Miller x F!Reader

Notes: ya girl has never been high, never smoked da weeds, so sorry if whatever lingo i'm using is totally inaccurate.

Warnings: FWB, unprotected sex, slight manipulative Joel, weed, smoking, drugs (?), intoxicated, cheating, dub con if you squint, Joel's pretty shady and takes advantage of reader

18+ ONLY

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His hands feel even better on you now that you’ve removed your tattered jeans and top. And with the way he’s gazing at you, with his half lidded yet dilated eyes and permanent curl to his plush sinful lips, it couldn’t just be from the shit ton of weed you two just smoked.

“You roll them better than I ever did,” he cough as he flicks his own spent joint to the tray on the table, his arm wrapped securely around your lower back so you don’t even consider whether he’ll knock you off. He settles back against the couch and resumes watching you, stroking your soft skin up and down with his tough knuckles. 

Joel prides himself on being your best friend since high school. He’s always had your back, whether from boys you were dating, high stress customers at work, or even less than ideal familial situations, Joel Miller was the remedy. 

Course, when he first convinced your stuck up ass to get high, he didn’t expect you to strip to your underwear and bra and sit on his lap to take a nap. 

Since then, he’s been chasing that high from you any time you ‘drop by’.

“Be honest,” you hum, sifting your fingers through his hair as he takes another drag. “Did Tommy tell you I was in town?”

“Nope,” he lies casually. He rolls his tongue over his lower lip while squishing your tits in your push up bra. “Just had a feelin’ you’d be here.”

“Mhm.” You tilt your head back and breathe in the heavily fogged air. Sober you would be hesitant to have your panty clad crotch on top of Joel’s whopping bulge. But as your thoughts slow, simplify, you can’t deny: he’s got a pretty tent.

“How’s the boyfriend?”

Rolling you eyes, you lean forward, putting both arms next to his ears to rest atop the couch headrest. He doesn’t lose your gaze. Normal eye to eye contact when you’re just nose kisses apart would be so fucking weird if not completely wasted, and if not for Joel, who’s got such a different aura when he’s like this.

Or maybe it’s when you’re like this.

“Kiss me,” you whisper.

“That bad, huh?”

“I wouldn’t be here if it was all great.”

“Mmm.” His eyes briefly cast down top your supply pouty lips then back up. If your boyfriend were any threat to him, he’d bother to remember the dumb fuck’s name. But if you’re still climbing up to him for a little session in his lap over and over again, he’s got nothing to worry about. “S’alright. Like it when not all is great. Get to spend more time with ya.”

You tilt your head to the side and grin. “Then kiss me.”

He blows the smoke into your mouth just as your tongues collide. All of your senses are simultaneously elevated and dulled. You’re a little more out of It then he is, which makes it easier, for his fingers to lightly trace along your bra and unclasp the band from behind, your straps falling effortlessly while you’re glued to his tongue. You pull back with a groan, eyes fluttering close as Joel cups both your breasts in his big hands and massages them.

“You like it when I take care of ya needs.”

“Yeahhh,” you sigh contently, getting lost in his expert touch. 

Laying back slightly, with your palms propped on his knees, you can’t help but roll your hips, your clothed core rubbing along his bulge. With his tongue caught curled between his teeth, he stares, hypnotized, as one finger hooks in the line of your cute cotton underwear and tugs it up, pulling it taught right between your folds. 

He sits forward quickly, unzipping his pants. “Let me put it in this time,” he breathes into your neck, kissing your pulse gently. 

Your judgement feels more cloudy than normal, but it doesn’t seem to be having lasting effects on Joel. 

“Joel, I don’t—I don’t know.” Your arm secures itself over his shoulders and back as he grinds his lap up into you with slight fervor.

 “I’ll make it good, I promise.” He plants his soft wet lips atop your tits. “Always make it good for ya, don’t I?”

You nod in agreement over his shoulder just as he tugs his length free from his pants. 

Despite your hesitation and trust in his words, Joel’s gotta remind his more sober self to not get too ahead of himself. He rubs his tip along your slicked entrance, biting down his growls. But when you purr so pretty in his lap, so pliant and open minded to any of his suggestions, he can’t help but want to rush you ahead.

You gasp when he slides his cock into your tight walls. 

“J-Joel,” you whine. You begin to pull away, the sesation of his member splitting you open suddenly making the dog dissipate in your mind.

But he soothes it all over when he captures your lips again. You visibly settle in his slap, effectively sliding him deeper into you until he’s filling you to the brim, balls snuggly twitching against your lower ass cheeks. 

“Don’t go back to him,” he rasps. the bridge of his nose nudges your cheek, urging you to listen only to him. “Stay. Stay with me this time.”

You nod again, this time seeking his lips yourself. He rocks you back and forth steadily on his dick.

Maybe the little extra something he put in your stash will stick in your mind by tomorrow morning, and for as long as he can hold on to you.   - - - -

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Ooooooh, little!reader stressing over finals and daddy!John B. trying to gently coax her into little!space to get her to calm down🥺

I have been stressing so much over my finals and I need this to happen to me🥺

You got this sweetheart!!! But I hope you're okay and don't overdo yourself 🫂🫶🏻

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"This is so stupid!" You groan for what feels like the hundredth time already.

The finals are getting closer, meaning you were spending every possible second learning and re-reading all your notes over and over again. Books and paper sheets scattered around on the living room floor at the Chateau and you are sitting directly in the middle of it all.

John B walks in after just finishing his surf session and sighs, seeing you rub exasperated hands over your face.

"Hey there, champ. How's it going?" He asks, standing beside you and scratching your scalp to soothe you.

"Bad. I just don't understand this!" You whine waving a sheet of paper up in his face.

"What about taking a little break, hm?" He suggests and you shake your head.

"I can't." You say while grabbing one of the books again not seeing John B roll his eyes.

It had been going on like this for days and he understands where you're coming from and really tries to support you but he also noticed that you haven't been little the last days 'to not get distracted' which concerns him because he knows your mood could only get worse the longer you keep pushing the headspace away.

"Have you eaten anything yet? Or drank some water?" He suddenly asks, crouching down beside you. He brushes your hair to the side and the way you shrink back in yourself let's him know anything he needs. "C'mon, just a tiny break."

"Da- JB, please. I'm fine, 'kay?" Your small slip didn't go unnoticed by him.

He smirks, his hand going down to rub your back. He's almost through the barricade that you built up in your head, you just need a little push. "Don't you want to cuddle for a little, bun?"

You pout at him using the nickname he only uses when you're little. It's not fair. It's like a switch being turned off, finally being able to forget about all the stress.

Tears of relief start building up in your eyes and John B coos at you, gently taking the heavy book from your hands and laying it aside before he scoops you up into his arms.

"Thereee we go. No need to cry, I'm here now." He shushes you, carrying you to his bedroom knowing you will feel more comfortable there.

He sits down against the headboard with you curled up on his lap, your head resting against his chest as he starts rocking you. "All that fuss and just needed daddy to come and save you, huh?" He chuckles, reaching over to grab your bunny stuffie, placing it in your arms before wrapping both his arms around you tightly.

You just snuggle more into him, your eyes fluttering shut at the constant rocking. John B looks down and smiles at the sight, he'll just make you something to eat after your much needed nap.

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🌀dark waters: park jay

a vampires bleeding series: two / seven

pairing: jay x afab!reader word count: 6k

synopsis: after the events following jungwon and dorian, the seven boys fight to protect jungwon's mate and find dorian and stop his games. jay witnesses your near-death experience by the hands of dorian and having no choice but to pull you into protection.

genre: strangers to lovers, vampire!jay, doctor!jay, human!reader, some spice, angst

warnings: mentions of blood, swearing, y/n almost drowning, some spice, cute but hella stubborn jay ♡

☾ jungwon(1) | jay(2) | jake(3) | sunghoon(4) | sunoo(5) | niki(6) | heeseung(7) ☽

jay: got this weeks shipment. you? heeseung: ours just came as well. how much extra? jay: about two boxes worth.  heeseung: we have one. has jungwon checked in yet? jay: no. fixing to give him a call.  heeseung: 👍🏼

Jay scoffed, “I hate when he replies back in just emojis.” 

Jay tossed his phone onto his desk, running a hand through his silver hair. The two boxes of blood bags sat at his feet. 

He released a sign, hanging his head low. 

Jay quickly picked up the boxes, and was out the window of his office and to his car, tossing the boxes in the back and was back in the office before a second even passed. 

A nurse walked into the room right when Jay was closing the window.

“Doctor Park?” her soft voice spoke as she tapped her knuckle to the door.

“Yes?” Jay said, giving her a soft smile. 

“Your next appointment is here, they are in room 1130.” 

Jay nodded, “I will be right there, I have to call my brother for a second.” 

The nurse smiled with a giggle, “Which one?” 

“The one causing me the most problems right now.” 

She giggles again, “That’s what happens when they start dating.” 

Jay nodded in agreement, “You have no idea.” 

Except it wasn’t even the fact Jungwon was dating. He found his mate. One that is human and is being targeted by another vampire. Which made Jay stress more than normal. 

 “I’ll be there in a second,” Jay confirmed again with the nurse before dialing Jungwon’s number. 

But no answer. 

Jay then calls Jungwon’s mate. 

“Hello?” she answers right away.

“Where is your mate?” Jay softly snapped, trying to not drop his frustration on her. 

“Geez, Wonnie! Jay is upset with you!” 

Jungwon mumbled something in the background before coming onto the line, “Yes, Hyung?”

“What is the point of having a phone if you’re not going to answer it damnit!” Jay clenched his jaw, “If neither of you would have answered.”

“Hyung,” Jungwon breathed out, “We are fine. I am sorry I didn’t check in.” 

Jay dropped his head into his hand, took a deep breath, and out, “How is everything going?” 

“Niki just left, today has also been normal. Nothing out of the blue.” 

“Okay, Heeseung and I will be there later to drop off bags.”

“Sounds good.”

“And Jungwon?” 

Jungwon sat and waited for Jay. 

“No funny business.” 

“No promises.” and the line cut. 

Jay smirked, standing up and grabbing his doctor's coat. 

—

You dropped your head to the desk. This lecture was draining you. Class has also been in session for thirty minutes and you already wanted to throw yourself in front of a moving bus. 

You tilted your head to look out the window. The sky was getting darker, was there a chance of rain today?

Your cell phone buzzed in your pocket, pulling it out you see you’ve received some texts from a guy you’ve been talking to through an app. 

sharpdart32: when can I finally meet you? :(

sharpdart32: facetime calling you isn’t enough. 

A smile formed on your face. 

fate622: matt, I’m in class rn…how about afterwards?

sharpdart32: sounds perfect. there is an amazing place with a beautiful view of a lake. you’ll love it. 

fate622: it looks like it’ll rain though.

sharpdart32: don’t worry! everything will be fine. trust me. 

fate622: I trust you. 

sharpdart32: :) 

sharpdart32: see you soon. 

You waited by the entrance to the park, double-checking the address Matt sent you, and sure enough, it’s the right place. 

The sky was getting darker and the air smelt of rain. You wrap your jacket tighter around your body. Thankful to yourself for choosing your cargo pants to help keep your legs warm.

You checked the time, Matt was running late. 

Thinking you got stood up, you decided it was time to leave. You walked back to your car, opening the door. 

“I just got here, leaving already?” 

The familiar voice sent happiness. You whipped around, seeing Matt’s beautiful smile. 

“I thought you stood me up!” you laughed, closing your car door and making your way towards him. 

He pulled you into a tight hug, “Gosh, it’s finally nice to see you in person.”

You smiled into his shoulder, “Yes it really is.” 

Matt took a deep breath in, “You smell so…so good.” 

Your face flushed, you spent so long in the college’s bathroom to make yourself presentable and it seemed to have paid off. 

“Thank you, I'm glad I decided on this perfume.” 

Matt pulled away, his hands resting on your shoulders, “Well it smells fantastic. Shall we?” 

You nodded, taking his hand and following him into the park. 

“Where is this view at, Matt?” you asked, excited to see how breathtaking this lake has to be. 

“It’s not too far, you’ll see!” 

As you both continue your hike through the park, Matt talks about his day and asks how school is going for you. It helped pass the time until the breeze from the lake caught your attention. 

“Oh! Are we here?!” 

Matt nodded, “Of course!” 

You released his hand from yours, rushing over to see the lake, but quickly stopped when you noticed the cliff. 

“You didn’t say anything about a cliff.” 

“Scared of heights?” Matt teased. 

You scrunch your nose at him, “Absolutely not! Just a detail I expected you to have told me is all.” 

You carefully walk closer to the edge, looking at how far of a drop it is. Deciding to take a few steps back was best. 

“You like the view, Y/N?” Matt whispered in your ear as he wrapped an arm around your waist. 

You leaned into him, nodding, “I do, it really is beautiful like you said.” 

Matt breathed you in again, “Y/N, you smell so good.” 

“You told me that already,” you turned to look at him. 

Your heart stopped at the change of his facial expression, the color of his eyes such a dark crimson. 

“Matt…? Your eyes…” 

He chuckled, “What's wrong with them? Hmm?” He smiled as he continued his chuckle, fangs now appearing. 

You tried to run from him, but his grip was all too tight. 

“What’s wrong Y/N? You were having so much fun just a second ago.” 

You continued trying to escape, but he was way too strong. 

“Stop fighting me, Y/N. I’m starving, and your blood is what I’m craving.” 

Matt took your chin between his fingers, forcing you to look at him. 

“What are you…” You whispered. 

“You already know the answer, sweet thing. And you fell right into my trap.”

He was going to kill you. There was no denying it. 

Matt tilted your head and dug his fangs into your skin. 

You felt the blood leaving your body. Your skin is growing cold and pale. 

Your eyelids become heavy as the dizziness sets in. Try to focus as much as you can to stay conscious. 

The rain finally came down. Your feet losing their traction on the ground from the rain, Matt keeping his grip on you as you lost feeling in your legs. 

He finally released his fangs, licking his lips. Whatever blood you had left in your body pooled out of your neck and down your clothes.

You barely were able to look at him and the shit-eating grin he had. 

“It was fun, Y/N.”

“They’ll find you, my family. Friends. The police. They’ll find you.”

He threw his head back in laughter and took a deep breath, “No they won’t. And they won’t find you either.” 

He dropped you over the edge, gravity taking you down until the cold water claimed you. 

—

Heeseung and Jay one by one placed the blood bags into the fridge at the safe house. 

“I think we have enough to last years.” Jake’s Australian accent chipped in, “Why are you two planting so much?” 

Jay sighed, “Because we don’t know how long we have to hide the love birds here for.” 

“It’s been two months,” Sunoo rolled his eyes, “We haven’t found any traces of Dorian or any hints that he’s formed a pack.” 

“Yeah, but he also knows we are after him!” Sunghoon snapped, “He’s going to be on his toes.” 

Heeseung hung his head down, “Can we not fight in front of __.”

Everyone glances over at Jungwon and his mate, and then quickly looks back at each other. 

“They are too in Lalaland to even notice.” Niki jokes. 

Jay looked back over at his younger brother, seeing the smile on his face as he pushed her hair behind her ears. 

“We have to protect them.” Jay said, looking between the other five, “Jungwon might have his strength back, but if Dorian ever showed up for her, Jungwon would get desperate to protect her and he would need us.” 

Everyone nodded in agreement. 

“Who is next on watch?” Heeseung asked, “Niki just finished, right?” 

Niki nodded. 

Jay raised his hand, “My duty turn, I’ll go now.” 

Jay took one last look at Jungwon, the younger giving him a glance back, “Behave.” 

Jungwon raised his eyebrow, “Okay, mom.” 

With a roll of his eyes, Jay was out the door, running to the edge of the perimeter. A good couple hours worth of distance between himself and the safe house. 

The end of the perimeter was on the edge of a cliff with a beautiful view of a lake. 

Jay knelt down, taking in the fall lake breeze and the smell of the lake. 

This used to be one of his favorite places anytime the seven of them would be at the safe house. It always helped calm his nerves. 

Jay looked up at the dark sky, “It’s about to rain soon.” 

And as if on command, rain fell down. 

Jay clenched his jaw, “Fuck…should have brou-“ 

The smell of blood filled his nostrils, shooting Jay back up to his feet, looking in every direction the smell could be coming from. 

His heart raced against his chest. Jay smells blood all the time at the clinic, but to smell it out here when it’s not an animal? Something was wrong. 

Laughter echoed across the lake. Jay pinpointed where it was coming from, narrowing his vision to see a man and woman standing on the edge. 

Blood flowed from her neck.

“Vampire..” Jay whispered, looking closer at the man, “Dorian!!” 

Dorian took the girl and dropped her over the edge. 

“Dorian!!!” Jay yelled louder.

Dorian’s eyes locked with Jay’s, a smile played wide on Dorian’s face, but faded and quickly ran. 

Jay knew why too, the others sensed Jay’s distress, and Dorian felt it too. 

Jay started to run after him but stopped as your body hit the water. 

You were still alive, Jay could feel it. You tried with whatever strength you had to keep from sinking, but eventually, you gave out, the water filling your lungs. 

Heeseung ran past Jay, “Come on! He’s getting away!” 

Jake, Sunghoon, Sunoo, and Niki also ran past. 

“Hyung?” 

Jay whipped around, seeing Jungwon with __ standing behind him, pressed to his back. 

“Damnit Jungwon get her out of here!” Jay snapped, pointing back towards the safe house. 

Jungwon tightened his grip on __, looking down at the lake, “That woman is drowning!” 

Jay groaned, “Won I know!” Jay took steps back, “Get her out of here! Now!” Jay then turned and ran off the cliff. 

The cold water sent chills down him as he pushed himself through to get to you. Your faint heartbeat playing in his ears. 

The cool air and rain hit your face as you came to. 

“Hey!” a male voice said, “Hey, I need you to tell me how many fingers I am holding up?” 

“…a peace sign?” 

Jay rolled his eyes, “Close enough. Can you sit up?” 

You nodded, slowly trying to move your body. 

“Woah woah, easy.” Jay wrapped his arms around you, helping you sit up. Coughing up the remaining water in your lungs. 

The rain finally came to a stop, but the pain in your body continued. 

You groaned as you touched your hand to your neck. 

“Hey, don’t touch that.” He said quickly, taking your hand away from your neck, “We need to get you to a hospital so it doesn’t get infected.” 

You recognized the warmth of his skin. It felt the exact same as Matt’s. 

You pushed the man away from you, scooting back away from him. 

“Hey, I’m not going to hurt you, I saved you from drowning.”

You studied him as his chocolate eyes studied you. His silver hair was slicked back and his clothes tightly fit him from the rain. You could lie, it had your heart racing. This man was beautiful. 

“The last vampire that told me that ended up draining me of my blood and pushing me off the fucking cliff! You snapped. 

Jay’s hard eyes soften, “You know, you’re the first person to recognize the monster that I am so quickly.” He glances away from you. 

Your heartbeat slowed, the way he said those words…They were filled with hurt. 

“Anyways,” He said looking back at you, “This is the thanks I get for saving your life? It took almost ten minutes of CPR to save you.”

Your fingers went to your lips, face flushing, “What if I had a DNR!!” you snapped, giving him the same attitude back. 

He rolled his eyes, “You don’t have a DNR. I’m not stupid. Plus I am a doctor, I know what I’m doing.” 

You raised an eyebrow, “A vampire…doctor?” 

He nodded, “Well yeah, we have to make money too.” 

Your body relaxed, “You said I needed to go to a hospital?” 

He nodded again. 

You agreed to go, “I swear if I put my trust in one more vampire and you break it…”

He chuckled, “I’m not like the one that hurt you.” 

The drive to the hospital was long and awkward but finally arrived. 

You followed him around the building, “This is a clinic?” 

He nodded, “Of course.” 

“No hospital?” 

You followed him to a window and watched as he opened it. 

“We are breaking into a clinic?!” 

He stared back at you, “Not breaking in.” He fully climbed through the window, helping you inside after. 

“Sit on the bed, I have to grab some supplies.” 

You nodded, doing as you were told. 

You looked around the room. It was pretty bland. Had a small tv in the corner of the wall with a table underneath and some flowers with a tag that read, “To: Doctor Park, thank you for everything you do! -♡ Nurse Kay.” 

You giggled at the note, someone had a small crush on the vampire doctor. 

You continued looking around the room, setting your eyes on the desk. 

Pictures of him with six other boys filled with frames around the desk, along with a photo of himself and what looks like his parents. The photo was very old and looks like it has been reprinted multiple times. 

Your heart sank, just how long has he been alive? 

Jay came back into the room, with bandages, medicine, ointments, a blood bag, and an IV pole. 

“You don’t know what blood time I am?” you said. 

“I know your blood type based on its smell.” He said, setting everyone down on the bed beside you. 

That made sense, he is a vampire after all. 

“I am going to do a blood transfusion,” he set the blood bag onto the rack, hooking up the tubes to it, “Your body is still trying to recover from the blood loss, so we are just going to go ahead and do the transfusion.” 

He took your arm and turned it over, wiping the alcohol pad over your skin, “Are you ready for the needle?” 

You looked away and nodded. 

You felt the prick of the needle and bandages being wrapped around your arm, your body taking in the blood back into your body. 

“Now time for the ointment.” he knelt down in front of you, dabbing a small amount of the cream to his finger and applying it to your neck wounds. 

“Dorian really dug his fangs deep.” 

“Dorian? His name is Matt?” 

Jay shook his head, “He is smart, that’s for sure. Known the man for so long, it doesn't surprise me that he did a name change.” 

“You know him?” panic started to set in. 

“Well, used to. It’s a long story. Don’t associate with him anymore.” 

You could tell he didn’t want to talk about Dorian anymore. Glancing back at the flowers, you had another idea. 

“Nurse Kay seems to have a crush on you, Doctor Park.” 

He softly smiled, “She’s been trying to jump my bones since I’ve been here, and please just call me Jay.” 

Jay grabbed the bandage and slowly wrapped it around your neck, “I’m Y/N. And thank you, Jay.”

Jay’s eyes meet yours. The thread tangled into a knot, tying together perfectly just from one look. 

You felt it too, this pull to him. Something clicking together. Your heart raced being inches away from him. 

Jay looked away from you, “Yeah, you’re welcome.” 

He stood up, gathering the leftover items and setting them into a cabinet. 

Jay’s softness went back into his tough core. You wondered what made him so tough?

Jay sat down at his desk, letting out a deep sigh. 

“Once your bag is finished I’ll take you ho-“

Before Jay could finish, the door opened, and five men followed all of them talking at once. 

“Hey hey! Quiet!” Jay snapped, “This is a clinic for fucksakes.” He covered his face with his hands. 

“I told them that, but…” Heeseung mumbled. 

Jay stood up, facing the four of them. 

“Jungwon?” 

“Back at the safe house,” Heeseung said. 

“Good, but we need to get them out of there.” Jay sighed. 

Niki nodded, “After noticing you, Hyung, he has an idea where the house is. He’ll be coming for __.”

Jake agreed, “We need another safe place.” 

Sunghoon gave suggestions and the others agreed or disagreed. 

Jay glances over at you, giving you an “Are you okay?” look. 

You nodded back at him.

Heeseung glanced between Jay and you, “Whose this?” 

“This is Y/N,” Jay scratched the back of his head, “Y/N, this is Heeseung, Jake, Sunghoon, Sunoo, and Niki.” 

You slowly waved a hand at them. These were the boys from the pictures, only one is missing and you assumed it was Jungwon, the one they all mentioned earlier. 

“Why is she here?” Sunoo asked.

“I didn’t realize someone else was in here either…” Sunghoon admitted. 

“She was Dorian’s meal.” Jay shrugged. 

You rolled your eyes, “You don’t have to put it like that you jerk.” 

Jay rolled his eyes back, “Could have left you to die.” 

“Might as well have, asshole.” 

Jay hung his head low and softly groaned. 

Heeseung smiled between the two of you, but the smile faded just as fast, “Does Dorian know she’s alive?” 

“I don’t know.” Jay sighed, sitting back in his chair, “I jumped in to save her after he took off.” 

“Well,” Jake started, “He left town, but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t have eyes and ears around. He has Y/N’s scent, he’ll know she’s alive the minute he goes back to the area.” 

“Jay,” Heeseung called for him. Jay looks up at his only hyung, “We have to protect her too now.” 

Jay looks at you and nods, “Yes we do.” 

You look at the two of them confused, “Is there another person you’re protecting from Dorian?” 

They all nodded, “Jungwon’s mate.” Niki sang. 

“Mate?” You’re even more confused. 

Heeseung continues staring between Jay and yourself, “You felt it, didn’t you?” 

Jay immediately shakes his head, “No. Absolutely not.” 

“Jongseong…” Heeseung said using Jay’s real name. 

“No! Drop it.” Jay snapped, “We need to get Jungwon and __ to a new safe place and Y/N somewhere too.” 

“I want to be wherever Jay goes.” You spoke up, causing all six of them to look at you. 

Heeseung smirked at Jay, causing Jay to shove his older. 

“I have an idea where to take Jungwon and __,” Jake said, “But I’ll need help to lose our scents at the safe house and to transport the bags.” 

The boys cooked up a plan and were all in agreement. 

“What about me?” You asked. 

“You’ll stay with me…”Jay mumbled, “At my apartment.”

“Will it be safe?” 

“Trust me,” Sunoo sassed, “Out of all of us, he has the most security at his apartment.” 

You giggled at the embarrassment on Jay’s face. You could tell he was having a hard time holding onto his tough shell. 

A knock sounded on the door, and a female walked in, “Oh hello boys! Long time no see! And hello Doctor Lee, nice to see you again.” 

You immediately knew it was Nurse Kay by how she glanced over at Jay, and then at you. 

“Oh, I didn’t know you had a patient…” 

Jay shook his head, “It was last minute.” 

She nodded, giving you one final glance, “I don’t  think your brothers should be in this room with a patient.”

You rolled your eyes, could her jealousy be any more obvious?

“We were just finishing up,” Jay said, walking to you. Releasing IV from your arm. “Thank you, Nurse.” 

She closed the door, leaving the room silent. 

After one more decision, you all left the clinic. Jay at your side and the other five surrounding the both of you. 

“This is embarrassing.” Jay scoffed. 

You smiled, “I have my own personal bodyguards, this is fun!” 

Jay couldn’t help but smile after you looked away. His heart pulling to you, and him trying to shove it down. Trying to cut the knot. 

The drive to Jay’s apartment was short. You also expected a vampire who is god knows how old with however much money, he would be living in a bigger apartment space. 

You stood in the doorway, looking into the studio apartment. 

“What’s wrong? Go inside!” Jay gently pushed you forward. 

“Just expected like a massive luxurious apartment.” 

Jay raised a brow, “I don’t have that kind of money.” 

You glared at him, “There’s no way you don’t.” 

Jay rolled his eyes, “I like this small space.” 

You looked around as you walked in, seeing his bed in the corner, a couch and TV in the other. A small dining table with the kitchen on the other side and a hole in the wall for the bathroom. 

Jay handed you a pair of his clothes, “I’ll wash the ones you’re wearing now, the shower is ready, please freshen up.” 

You take the clothes, “What about you?” 

“I’ll shower after you.” 

You took your time in the shower, trying to process everything that happened today and what it means going forward. 

Will you have to run for the rest of your life? Always hiding? Will Jay be by your side? 

So many more questions filtered through your brain. It hurt trying to wrap everything around it. 

Once out of the shower, you pulled on the basketball shorts and shirt he gave you to wear. They were both oversized, but comfortable. They even smelled like him. 

You stood in the mirror and ran your fingers through your hair, only to stop and notice the puncture holes in your neck. You leaned forward to get a better look, noticing how bruised your skin was around the scabs. 

Tears slowly fell down your face. You survived an attack. These wounds will turn into scars and show proof of how you survived. But they will also hold all the trauma. 

You decided to wrap more bandages around wounds, hiding it was what you wanted for the moment. 

You walked out of the bathroom, seeing Jay fast asleep on the couch, his bed unmade for you. 

The sun shining through the window was enough to wake you up. 

The smell of pancakes and bacon filled the small studio apartment. 

You crawled out of bed, only to see you were alone. 

Your bare feet hit the floor as you walked over to the kitchen, a plate of food and a note waiting for you. 

Y/N,  I got called into the clinic. There was an emergency surgery that needed my attention. I made this breakfast for you, so please eat it. Niki and Sunoo will be taking turns checking in on you while I am gone. So if you try to leave, they will stop you. There’s a number on the fridge for a pizza place down the street you can use for lunch. I should be home by dinner. Make yourself at home. Oh, there is also a fresh toothbrush and other toiletries in the bathroom for you as well. Remember do NOT leave…I mean it.  -Jay

You rolled your eyes at the last part and dug into the food. 

After your meal, you freshen up in the bathroom, washing your face and brushing your teeth. 

Since you’d be stuck here all day, you explored more of the apartment. Looking at what other food he could possibly have and then remembering he was a vampire when you opened the fridge to only find blood bags. 

You watched some TV, only to fall asleep an hour later. A knock on the door waking you from your nap. 

You looked through the peephole to see Sunoo standing outside. 

You opened the door and confirmed you were okay. Sunoo patted your head and went on his way. 

You finally decided to order pizza, and to your surprise, it was free all because the owner personally knows Jay. Which hey, free pizza is always a win. 

A couple of hours later Niki stopped by, confirming you were still in fact okay, stole one of Jay’s blood bags, talked to you about the one time Jay was scared of a “ghost” and forced Niki to shower with him, and then went on his own way. 

For the rest of the time you flipped through TV channels or read one of the many anatomy books Jay had. 

You found yourself back in the bathroom staring at the two small holes on your neck, a massive sigh leaving your mouth. 

The front door opens followed by, “I’m back.” 

You walked from the bathroom, “It’s almost 11 p.m., that’s so way past dinner time.” 

Jay glared at you as he took off his coat, “Don’t start with me.” 

You rolled your eyes, crossing your arms over your chest, “I am assuming the surgery took longer than expected?” 

Jay nodded, “It was a lot worse than we thought it was.” 

Jay dropped his coat on the kitchen table and kicked off his shoes.

You could see how tired he was. How stressed he must be trying to deal with a normal human life on top of hiding who he really is and also trying to keep you safe. 

Your face softened, the knot pulling you to him. You stood beside him, taking his hand into yours, “I am sorry it was a rough day.” 

Jay tried to calm his heart rate, not wanting to show the effect you had on him. Shoving away the knot that was pulling him to you. 

“Yeah, it’s been a long day,” he pulled you closer to him, wrapping you in a hug, “I’m going to shower, don’t stay awake for me.” 

Before you could protest, Jay gently kissed the top of your head, and then walked away, closing the bathroom room behind him. 

Jay gripped the sink, face flushed, “What did I just do???” he whispered. 

The knot is just growing tighter. 

After his shower, Jay threw on his favorite black t-shirt and shorts, finally happy to rest. 

Only to see you still awake, sitting on the couch. 

“I told you to not wait up for me!” Jay snapped, “It’s 12 a.m.!”

You rolled your eyes, “Just sit down grumpy ass.” 

Jay threw himself onto the couch, resting his legs at your side. 

“You want to share the couch?” You sassed. 

Jay scoffed, “My couch, I bought it. Stop being sassy.” 

You sighed, knowing you weren’t getting anywhere with it. 

“Tell me more about Dorian, and how he’s related to Jungwon and his…girlfriend?” 

Jay took a deep breath in, “Dorian himself is a longer story,” he started, “And his girlfriend is actually his mate.” 

You turned to face him, “That’s the second time I have heard her being called mate.” 

Jay continued and ignored your comment, “Jungwon and his mate ran into Dorian. Dorian is a solo hunter, versus us who are in a pack. Dorian hunts not to just feed but to kill. He could smell __ blood from miles away and he wanted her. Jungwon fought to keep Dorian away, but the problem was Jungwon tested his limits and didn’t drink any blood for months, he was weaker than normal.”

You nodded, taking in the information. 

Jay continued, “When you’re in a pack, you feel everything the others feel,” Jay placed his hand over his heart, “Their happiness, sadness and when they are hurt. It’s the knot of fate that ties us all together. So when we sensed Jungwon was in danger, we rushed to him. Dorian ran off knowing he couldn’t take all seven of us. He made it clear he was coming for Jungwon’s mate. And Dorian won’t stop until he has her.” 

“And since she is Jungwon’s mate, she is now a part of the pack?” 

Jay nodded, “Vampires mate for life. Once one finds their mate, they get tied into the same fate knot. Jungwon and her knot are obviously different from the one the pack shares as a whole, but it’s still there.” 

“How do you guys find your mates? Is Jungwon the only one?” 

Jay nodded, “The rest of us don’t have one. And finding mates isn't that easy. It’s a feeling both yourself and your mate will feel. That knot tangled together, making everything clear. In that moment you see only them, and that maybe this monstrous life is actually worth living.” 

You tilted your head, pulling your knees to your chest, “That is the second time you’ve called yourself a monster.” 

Jay looked into your eyes, “What else am I? There’s a reason I followed in Heeseung’s footsteps and became a doctor. To put some good back into the world at all the bad I have done.” 

“Jay…”

“We’ve done some terrible things, Y/N. There’s a reason we took to drinking blood bags and not directly from humans.” 

You placed your hand on his knee, waiting for him to continue. 

“We weren’t born vampires, but the ones who turned us were very terrible people. We did terrible things to others in our first hundred years, but we hated it. Every moment of it. Life got better once we made the change. Once we each found other passions and drank from blood bags, life did get better. Everyone else has forgiven themselves for the past but…” 

“But you never did?” 

Jay nodded. 

“Jay, look at me.” 

And he did. He stared deeply back into your doe eyes. His heart strings aching for you, the knot pulling tighter and him shoving it down. 

You crawled over to him, wanting nothing more than to kiss him. To show him how worthy he is. How he deserves so much more than what he gives himself. The knot you felt, praying he feels it too. 

Jay places his hands on your shoulders, stopping you from moving closer. 

“Y/N, please don’t, I don’t deserve this, I don’t deserve you. I’m trying so hard to cut this knot from you.” 

Tears fill your eyes, your soulmate is sitting in front of you as he tries to push you away. You could feel his hurt. Feel the pain he’s feeling as he tries to cut the knot that’s already been tied. You’re his mate, and he’s doing everything to stop it. 

But you’ve had enough, “Stop denying yourself the possibility of love just because you see yourself as a monster!” Jay’s grip on your shoulders loosened, narrowing his eyes at you, “I don’t see you as a monster, Jongseong! From the moment we met I never once saw you as a monster. I was scared, yes, but never have I ever felt so safe being by your side.”

Jay took a deep breath in, studying your face. 

“I don’t know much about how mates work for vampires, but I felt that knot you talked about. The moment we looked into each other's eyes at the clinic, I felt that knot. My whole life became yours.” 

Jay folded at your words, releasing his hands from your shoulders, one reaching for your neck, and the other on your hip. 

Jay accepted his fate, accepted the knot, and accepted you. 

His lips connected to yours, breathing you in as if he was running out of oxygen. 

His hands gripped your hips tighter, pulling you closer to him. 

Jay pulled himself up on the couch, pulling you into his lap, deepening the kiss more. 

You ran your hands in his dyed hair, causing Jay to send soft moans against your lips. His shorts hardening underneath you. 

Jay rests his hands on your lower back, slowly pushing you down onto him with every moment you make. 

The sensation you felt being completely connected to him sent butterflies to your stomach. 

Every inch of pleasure Jay was feeling was amplified because of your bond. Every movement Jay made that turned you on, turned him on more. 

It made you dizzy at his very touch. If making out with him felt like this, you could only imagine how sex would feel with him. 

Jay released his lips from yours, resting his forehead against yours. 

You both took deep breaths in, smiling and laughing. 

“There’s that smile I love,” You whispered, “Smiling looks better on you than being Mr. Grumpy Pants.” 

Jay chuckled, “You really irritate the fuck out of me.” 

“And you’re stuck with me for life, right? Mates?” 

Jay pulled your hair behind your ears, finally truly feeling every ounce of love Jungwon felt for his mate, towards you. 

“Yes, beautiful,” Jay said, taking your face between his hands, “You're stuck with me just as much as I am stuck with you.” 

He planted one last kiss on your lips, before tossing you off him. 

“You really are an asshole.” You stuck your tongue out at him. 

Jay rolled his eyes, “Go to bed, we have a big day tomor-“ 

You sat up on the couch, feeling the worry that he was feeling. 

“Jay? Jongseong? What’s wrong?” 

He pulls you towards him and behind him, away from the window.

The glass shatters, and a woman with dark red hair, steps through. 

“Oh isn’t this a sight to see, Dorian will be excited to know his lovely friends rescued his lunch.” 

You rolled your eyes, “I am so sick of hearing that.” 

Jay clenched his jaw, his grip on you becoming even tighter. 

“Didn’t think you were much for being in a pack, Lilly.” Jay hissed. 

“Oh, we aren’t in a pack. Let's just say we are in an agreement.”

“He still wants __ doesn’t he?” Jay asked, already knowing the answer. 

“He doesn’t just want Jungwon’s mate,” she sang, looking around Jay and directly at you, “He wants your mate as well.” 

Your heart sank, the man responsible for almost killing you knows you’re still alive. You gripped onto the back of Jay’s shirt, pulling yourself closer. 

“Why does he want Y/N and __?! There’s plenty of other people out there!” 

“Now now, Jongseong, that’s not something a doctor should say.” 

Lilly walked closer, studying the two of you. 

“I’m not here to hurt you or take your mate from you, I just had to come to confirm Dorian’s suspensions.”

“What is he planning?”

Lilly laughed, “I don’t have the time nor patience to tell you, plus your pack just arrived, don’t want to be torn to pieces.” 

With a wave, Lilly jumped out the window. 

Jay pulled you to his chest, wrapping his arms tighter around you. Your whole body shakes with fear. 

“Don’t be scared baby, I have you.” Jay ran his hand through your long hair, “And I won’t let them touch you.”

[monroeknoxwrites]

adult nie mingjue joining d&d night at pre-teen nie huaisang's pleading, despite how he finds it silly. fast forward to him deeply emotionally invested in his character by session two. he protects nie huaisang's weak bard at all costs, loses his temper at nat 1's, and distrusts all npcs

nie huaisang plays "fuck around and find out" style, moreso when he notices how it stresses da-ge. gets himself killed a few times. each resurrection seems like it takes 5 real world years off his brother's life

one time, nie mingjue has his character strap nie huaisang's bard to his back with rope for safety

or alternatively nie huaisang goes full gremlin didi mode, gives himself the big buff barbarian and assigns da-ge the weakling bard

wwx: a bandit attacks the camp during your watch! what do you do?

nmj: grapple him so he can't reach the others

nhs: with that strength score😏

nmj: A-SANG

[yuniniverse]

Hi loves i want to request a yeachan and the reader both are rappers and they get paired up by eden ( kq’s producer) and maddox helps them makes a song and they just have to write lyrics and stuff and they have to work on it like a project yk das all and oh my god i love seeing a notification from u that u updated like i loveeee your writing its too good lovebu lotsss <33

PAIRING !  ━ idol!yechan x reader

GENRE !  ━ slight angst, kissing in the rain, fluff fluff and fluff!

WORD COUNT !  ━ 1.11k

AUTHOR NOTE ! ━ uni has me stressing oml im so sorry for answering so late TvT also omg tysm ydk how happy it makes me to read such sweet compliments :"3

SONG RECCS ! ━ Drawer by 10 cm !

You sighed as you stood infront of the door to the studio, your heart slightly jumping at the thought of the red haired boy sitting inside waiting to work with you. You were one of KQs best song writers and always were praised for your works by hongjoong and Maddox especially since you worked with them alot, even helping them prepare KQ new boy groups debut album. That's how you met Lee Yechan.

You knew Minjae as both him and you were sm trainees at first untill you realised maybe idol life isn't the best for you so you moved to KQ to pursue your songwriting passion. During xikers debut preparation you were met with a red haired boy that held minjaes hand, his eyes roamed everywhere almost as if he was scanning the place. He looked like a cat you thought.

That's how you knew about Minjae, Yechan and Sumin, the rapper line who you would get close to. Since they were at the same age group as you it took no time for you four to get along well, sometimes even pranking the KQ staffs together and having fun in between recording sessions.

You twisted the door knob when you hear a 'come in' a smile forming on your lips as you see yechan sitting next to Maddox, his hair was messy, his headphones were lifted off his left ear to listen to Maddox's instructions as they played the demo. You close the door behind you and leave your bag onto one of the chairs, taking a seat next to yechan.

You were supposed to work with Yechan for one of xikers upcoming songs. At first, it felt like a piece of cake because Yechan was the easiest to work with. Although the boy was loud at times, he was always so soft and sweet with you, making you develop a crush on the now grape haired boy.

Days went by and you got more busy with college too which resulted in you not having time to go to the studio as often. Yechan texted you saying he understood your situation which you felt so grateful for.

However, you got quickly burnt out from college, not to mention how your family were giving you slight troubles too with your parents constantly nagging at how you were always late to come back home when really you were travelling back and forth from your university to the company.

Yechan noticed how serious you've gotten in the past few days, you almost never joked around and only slightly smiled at minjae and sumins horrible dad jokes.

You on the other hand was scared. Scared that the feeling of overwhelming stress might've made you act differently towards the boy which is the last thing you'd want.

But the unfortunate happened.

Yechan entered the vocal room, getting himself to warm up as you looked through his part. He nodded signalling he was ready to record his part of the song. However something was missing, he wasn't himself, his flow of rap would be broken from time to time almost as if he was getting distracted.

You didn't want to loose your cool but you were getting tensed too. You cut him off and scolded him, Your only motive was to get the boy ace his rap like how he used to but it was clear he had something else on his mind. Only if you knew it was you that was on his mind.

He looked down, tears threatening to fall. Maddox tells the two of you to take a break as he notices the atmosphere in the studio tense up. A 15 minute break was what you two were given so when yechan didn't show up 30 minutes later you started to get worried. You looked out the window to see it was pouring, 'he couldn't have gone outside could he?' You excuse yourself and run out to try and find yechan, you get out of breath and panic takes over you as Yechan doesn't pick your call. Maybe you were too harsh. You run through the streets a little further untill you see a familiar boy sheltering himself from the rain.

You sprint up to him and hug him, the impact making him stumble back but he regained his position. You felt a tear roll down your cheek, Yechan was drenched from the rain and shaking from the cold. You felt your whole world crash down and you feel your shoulder get wet from yechans tears as he trembled more into your embrace, uncontrollable sobs left his lips as he holds you tight. You pull away with a slight smile, caressing his cheeks, " I'm sorry" he says looking down. "You're ok Yechan, I should be the one apologizing." Your eyes soften at him, he looked at you with a smile, shaking his head. "None of us were at fault, you had other things on your mind and so did i" he says with a chuckle, wiping away his tears as you nod. "Let's go back? Maddox will get worried if we're out for too long" you say as you hold his arm trying to walk out, the heavy pour now slowed down to a light drizzle. You felt your hand get tugged back and when you turn around you feel a pair of lips on yours. A shy grin spreads across your lips as you return the sweet gesture, yechans hands snakes around your waist, pulling you close as you share a sweet kiss under the rain. He pulls away with the most adorable smile you've ever seen, you peck his cheeks before pulling him with you. You two walked hand in hand back to the company, only to find a very distressed Minjae pacing back and forth, scolding you two as he gives you two each a towel to dry yourself. You couldn't help but giggle at how adorable he looked with messy hair as he crinkled his nose at Minjae who wouldn't stop nagging at how he'd catch a cold at this rate if he continued being this playful.

At the end of the day you bid goodbye to the xikers members, wishing them good luck since their recording sessions were over and now they had to shoot their mv scene and learn the choreography.

As you were about to leave you feel an arm wrap around yours, looking up to see yechan smiling cheekily at you. You smile back, tilting your head in confusion, he looks around and cups your cheek, placing a quick peck on your lips before running away screaming " I love you my y/n !"

[canonicallyobserving911]

Several Sentences Sunday

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Where CANON and FANON collide!

Season 7 FANON FanFic: Buddie Multi-Chapter - Hiatus Reading: “I’m still in love with you but... I needed to learn how to love myself too!”

Chapter 29 will be posted soon.

This is an EPIC LOVE STORY!

Currently 28 chapters completed: 1.77M Words; Rated: Mature

One chapter will be posted at a time.

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I'm excited to finish writing Chapter 29 because at the end of Chapter 28, it was early in the morning and Buck and Eddie were lying in bed having a serious conversation about whether Eddie's going to delay the pursuit of his second paramedic certification, the ACP-C. Buck doesn't want him to give up his dream, especially now since they know what caused Buck's bradycardia and he's on medication. He's doing better and even though he's still grieving, he believes once he passes the last two stages of grief, Frank may clear him to return to work but he's still not sure if he wants to go back to being a firefighter. Also, Eddie's FMLA ends on January 31, 2024 but the question is will he extend it or return to the 118?

Additionally, Chris is still dealing with one of his classmates lack of participation in their video game project and it's stressing him out. Furthermore, during their last group therapy session, Buck had a conversation with Captain Jeshan Mehta and he asked him if they could meet so he can get an objective viewpoint from someone about whether he could be a captain someday with the LAFD. He decided not to ask Bobby since he doesn't believe he'll give him an objective viewpoint because in September 2022, he told him he needed more life experience.

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Here's a snippet from Chapter 29 of one of Buck's and Eddie's early morning conversations about "New Beginnings".

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They’re in bed and since they’ve been talking for the last hour about a lot of different things, they’ve changed positions several times. Instead of facing each other, Buck’s lying on his back and Eddie’s covering the left side of Buck’s body with his own and his head is lying on top of his chest.  He’s listening to his heartbeat and it’s still one of the most beautiful sounds he’s ever heard.

While Buck’s lightly tracing his fingertips up and down Eddie’s back, he remembers the conversation they had in Philadelphia and since they haven’t discussed it since then, he decides now is a good time to bring it up again.

“Babe?”

Eddie hums, “Hmm?”

“Uh… do you think we should talk about the house in San Gimignano?”

He nods because it’s a subject they need to discuss especially since Angelo said he would contact them in early February.  “Yes, I believe we should.”

“How do you feel about us buying it?  I—I mean I’m asking because when we discussed it while we were in Philly, you suggested we withdraw our bid but we haven’t revisited that conversation.  Do you um… still feel the same way?”

He lifts his head and replies, “No, I don’t want to withdraw our bid anymore because you were right, the white noise is loud as hell right now and we need to get out of L.A. for an entire month.  We’re all looking forward to it including the boys… all three of them.  It’s just, with all the logistics, I’m wondering how we’ll navigate the entire process from here and when I made the list, I thought about us contacting Tim and Sandra…”  He trails off when Buck’s eyebrows go up.

“You remember them don’t you?”

Does Buck remember Tim and Sandra? 👀

If so, does he remember what they do for a living?

Why is Eddie suggesting they call them for help with "New Beginnings"?

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Fic Summary: Months after Buck and Eddie were hit by the same lightning strike; they’re still struggling with the aftermath of it.  But before they make their love confessions, they’ll spend time getting to know themselves as individuals first. Eddie learns to enjoy the simple things in life as he participates in activities on his own and with new friends while Buck learns the rest of the 31-year-old deep dark family secret about his conception and birth. Their journey to forever is still a work in progress but once they finally admit they’re in love with each other, everything that follows their love confessions will be cataclysmic.

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Chapter Summaries

Chapter 1 - Eddie makes a new friend while Buck receives devastating news regarding the sperm donation he made for Connor and Kameron.

Chapter 2 - Buck does a lot of research to learn more about the abnormalities found in his red blood cells and Eddie starts a new therapy journey that’s all about him and not the traumas he’s experienced.

Chapter 3 - After more than a month, Buck and Eddie finally spend time together outside of work but it doesn’t end well and they part with a lot of uncertainty regarding their places in each other’s lives.

Chapter 4 - Eddie has a few realizations about his life which causes him to consider moving back to El Paso, TX while Buck continues to be reminded of his past which causes him to take an impromptu road trip across America.

Chapter 5 - Both Buck and Eddie have difficult conversations with their parents and Buck finally learns the truth behind the reason why his mother despised him while Eddie finally tells his mother about the way she tries to control him.

Chapter 6 - More than two weeks after Buck pushed Eddie away after suggesting they needed a break; Eddie decides to try again. Eddie’s there for Buck when he’s at his worst just like Buck was there for him when he was at his worst and he won’t let Buck give up.

Chapter 7 - After Buck’s mental breakdown, Eddie has his back the same way Buck had his when he had his own breakdown more than a year ago.  They share several vulnerable and emotionally intimate moments with one another and they begin to realize their small, sweet and caring gestures matter just as much if not more than any grand gesture ever could because these are the foundations of a long-lasting love relationship.

Chapter 8 - Buck, Eddie and Chris all have their own therapists and during their sessions, they reflect on their pasts while they’re in the present so they can prepare for their future together as a family.

Chapter 9 - Buck and Eddie are there for each other when Buck has to testify as a witness during the trial.  But by the end of it, they’ll both realize their individual and shared traumas are going to keep resurfacing until they talk about them, deal with the fact that they’re in love with one another and face the fact that they can’t live without each other.

Chapter 10 - As Buck and Eddie finally begin to confront their past traumas, they realize how much they need each other to fill in the gaps of their memories.  Additionally, the universe screams at them for what appears to be the one hundredth time so Buck can realize he doesn’t have to ‘find it’ because he already ‘made it’ and Eddie’s reminded tomorrow isn’t promised and he doesn’t have to die alone if he doesn’t want to.

Chapter 11 - A “virga” or dry thunderstorm is in the forecast but once the rain starts, the thunderstorm happening outside won’t be able to match the storm brewing inside between Buck and Eddie.  It’s the universe’s final scream and when the tumultuous winds begin to blow, they’ll have one last chance to hold onto everything they’ve built over the last six years or they’ll lose it all forever.

Chapter 12 - Buck and Eddie have always shared a deep physical attraction and an emotional intimacy that’s unmatched but now that they’re in a relationship, they’re learning how to navigate the romantic intimacy they’ve been waiting for six years to explore. The love they have for each other is a once in a lifetime, soulmate, love of their lives type of love that transcends space and time.

Chapter 13 - While navigating the newness of their romantic relationship, Buck and Eddie take advantage of every moment they spend together. As their individual lives, people from their pasts, time constraints and the possibility of losing each other again make attempts to interrupt and interfere with their journey to forever, they love, care for, support and hold onto each other even tighter to withstand it all.

Chapter 14 - Buck and Eddie can see the lights at the end of the tunnels regarding the results of Buck’s Cancer Screening along with everything else they’re dealing with. But are the lights they see exits to the tunnels or are they headlights on different runaway trains that are speeding towards them in an effort to interrupt their forever?

Chapter 15 - Buck and Eddie have known they were exactly who the other one wanted in a partner since they met six years ago when they agreed to have each other’s backs. They’re in a romantic relationship, they’re both preparing to ask the other one to spend forever with them and by the end of the seventh week into their relationship, together they will plan their most important and greatest adventure for their future.

Chapter 16 - As Buck and Eddie begin to prepare for their marriage ceremony that will take place in Rome, Italy in December 2023, they start planning their first international adventure as a romantic couple. Even though Chris is still the only person they’ve told about their relationship, several people who know them have already witnessed the love they share and as the days continue, others will witness it too.

Chapter 17 - As Buck and Eddie get closer to departing Los Angeles for their international adventure, a moment in time will remind them; life is fragile, tomorrow isn’t promised and every second of everyday should be cherished because everything can change in an instant. The result of that realization will cause them to hold onto each other even more.

Chapter 18 - As Buck, Eddie and Chris prepare for family gatherings before and during the Thanksgiving holiday, the “Santa Ana Winds” start to blow and all sorts of expected and unexpected familial drama ensues.

Chapter 19 - As Buck and Eddie get closer to their wedding day, the universe begins to align everything so that some of their parent and children's relationships are strengthened while others come to an abrupt end.

Chapter 20 - With only 14 days remaining until Buck, Eddie and Chris depart Los Angeles, CA traveling to Rome, Italy, for their first family adventure, an early morning conversation about “tying up loose ends” helps Buck and Eddie realize there are still several things left unfinished on their ‘To Do’ lists. The question is will there be enough time to complete all of them?

Chapter 21 - Buck, Eddie and Chris are finalizing their ‘To Do’ Lists, double checking their itineraries and packing their suitcases in preparation for their trip to Europe so they can board their flight that departs Los Angeles, CA on Friday, December 15, 2023 at 3:25PM.

Chapter 22 - While Buck, Eddie and Chris spend the first 8 days of their European family adventure in Italy, their primary reason for going will be fulfilled as well as several others they hadn’t considered or anticipated.

Chapter 23 - As the Diaz Family continues their Italian family adventure, they’ll say, “Ciao” or hello and goodbye to a lot of things almost immediately after they become an official and legal family.

Chapter 24 - After Buck, Eddie and Chris arrive in London, England on December 24th; the Diazes immediately start preparing to spend their first family Christmas together. During their stay, each of them will hear a few choice words that will be the life raft to get them home to complete their searches to be seen and to be found.

Chapter 25 - After spending more than two weeks in Europe, Eddie, Buck and Chris are back in Los Angeles and they’re getting ready to attend Maddie and Chimney’s New Year’s Eve party. During the event, they have plans to make two surprise announcements but the question is, who’s really going to be surprised, the Diaz family or their found family at the 118?

Chapter 26 - Buck and Eddie are once again faced with their greatest fear of losing each other but this time it could be permanent and if it is, then they won’t be able to spend the rest of their lives together.

Chapter 27 - After Buck resumes therapy, he’ll continue to face the fact that he “DIED” in March 2023 and during those sessions, he’ll learn about the 7 stages of grief. As he continues his healing journey, Eddie will be right by his side just like he promised and the Diaz family will start to deal with their three minutes and seventeen seconds loss as a family.

Chapter 28 - Two years ago, Eddie was asked, “What are you afraid of?”; twice, once by Frank and once by Buck but he only answered one of them without deflecting. Since that time, he’s been to therapy and him and Buck got married but the question resurfaces when Frank asks Buck the same question and Buck asks it of Eddie for the second time. However, when Buck asks, his reasoning will be about something else entirely.

Chapter 29 - Will be posted soon.

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[officialdaydreamer00]

I will be freaking busy like a bee starting on Monday because of English Month (I've been appointed as the new English Club President after some incidents. Help me. 🥲)

If the inbox is still open for requests, I'd like to request Vil, Riddle, and Azul with a reader who has a really tight schedule. Basically them reminding the reader to take good care of themselves and stuff.

Thank you and giving you some hugs ⊂⁠(⁠(⁠・⁠▽⁠・⁠)⁠)⁠⊃

ah yes, the characters i have a hard time writing for bc im scared of mischaracterising them

not doing azul bc idk what to write for him (sorries ^^;)

reader isn't yuu but is referred to as 'prefect', gender neutral reader, probably ooc-ness, extra short so i can pass out again for the night

... how are you even functioning?

for a moment there, riddle was in disbelief that your schedule was somehow even worse than his own.

tried his best to make changes to his schedule (with help from trey), so that he had a decent amount of break time.

also tried to follow that new schedule to the best of his abilities. if he could do it, so could you.

please take a break, prefect. he might not look like it, but he worries that you might collapse and burn out.

as a model and a dorm leader, vil has a lot of work cut out for him.

but you over there are overworking yourself to the bone. so naturally, he was concerned.

on those rare spare times he has, he schedules self-care sessions so both you and him can detress and actually relax.

stress and a heavy workload will not do well for your health, so he takes it upon himself to encourage you to take a break every now and then when he sees you.

side eyes crowley because (hc) the dorm leaders know that every tasks you have came from the headmaster himself.

taglist🏷️ @gardenhallow @azulashengrottospiano @siren-serenity @dove-da-birb @twistwonderlanddevotee @cheezy-moon @xen-blank @the-v-lociraptor

reblogs are very appreciated!!

[octuscle]

Hey there! I work as a therapist and a few of us were starting to think of the clinical applications of chronivac. We were wondering if you wanted to work together to develop some presets that our clients could use to de-stress and take a break from their stressful lives. I know we have one stressed out university student who could benefit from something like this.

At Chronivac, we are always interested in collaborating with research institutions. After all, Chronivac is not used just to have fun. It is already being used for the treatment of various physical illnesses and also for resocialization projects. The use in the psychotherapeutic field would be new, but sounds interesting according to the research and development department. If the student they are talking about is available as a guinea pig, perhaps send us a requirements profile for a transformation. And we'll see what we can do….

Research Diary Timothy Walker

Day One: My psychotherapist tells me that my burn-out syndrome has progressed to the point that continuing my business studies is out of the question at this point. In fact, I am having a hard time concentrating. Writing this report is causing me great difficulty; my attention span is only a few minutes. Therefore, an experimental therapy has been decided with the psychology faculty, which is connected with a semester off for me. Under certain circumstances, the semester can be counted as an internship. Everything is fine with me. I am just tired. The work on the research diary was exhausting for me. I need to lie down.

Second day: I slept very well. No wild nightmares as usual. I woke up briefly once or twice at most, but went right back to sleep. Michael, who is in charge of the project as pysiotherapist, thinks that this would be a good starting point to work on my physical fitness. We both went running for an hour. I'm exhausted, I haven't moved that much since I started studying. But I feel good. Made myself a real breakfast for the first time in months according to my new nutrition plan. I'm supposed to spend the rest of the day walking on the beach. Let's see if that clears my head.

Third day: Before Michael came for the training session, I was already in the gym for an hour. I'm really enjoying the physical activity. The beach walk yesterday was great. And Michael was thrilled to see the progress I'm making in terms of fitness. Had the first session with my creativity coach today. Seems a little silly to me. But imagining what I would be doing if I weren't studying business was fun. But I have to admit, my head isn't really getting creative yet. At least writing the diary is already much easier for me.

Day four: I need new challenges. The beach run with Mike is fun, but it's not a sport. That's warming up. We discussed that I would go running alone for an hour tomorrow and that we would meet in the gym of the therapy center. I'm supposed to come without a T-shirt. Mike wants me to learn to love my body. To be honest, I already do. I've already jerked off twice today. And think about sex a lot more than usual. Mike also comes in the process. My creative trainer is also quite cute, but he's too skinny for me. I like men who have a lot of muscle on them.

Fifth day: Fuck, the workout with Mike is awesome! I love the gym from the first minute. Yes, the beach feels my home. But the gym is the place that prepares me for that home. Working out shirtless makes the workout even more intense. i can't get enough of Mike's and my sweat beading on our pecs. But I'm so horny. All the time. During the creative training with Kev it just bubbled out of me today. I would so love to be a lifeguard. Maybe not all the time. But on vacation. And on the weekends. The idea made me even hornier. Poor Kev. He's not my type, but I had to nail him during practice. No idea when I last had sex. but this first time in a long time was incredibly intense. Thank God Kev felt the same way….

Day six: Today is uh free day at da therapy center. Mike n kev are already down at da beach, I wanted to pump up da muscles beforehand. I'm looking forward to da sea n da sand. Both make my head so free. Although I wouldn't feel like my head wuz overly full right now anyway. Pumping, fucking, jogging n swimming. That's really all I'm thinking about right now. Kevin says that I certainly wouldn't have to worry about da practical entrance exams for lifeguards. But I shouldn't underestimate da theory. Shit, studying sucks. But I guess it haz to be.

Day seven: I like it when I have da early shift. Da routine of opening da station is relaxing, da beach is still quiet, da few guests are usually relaxed n in uh gud mood. Wuz one of da best ideas of my life to take uh semester off n work as uh lifeguard. My pal mikey told me to lay off this crappy journal. Somehow I thought it wuz important until now. I can't remember why, either. Anyway. Da main thing is that da surf is gud. Den you can have some fun with da surfers afta work. Hehehehe…

[solomons-poison]

Cuddling and kissing headcanons for ikevamp Leonardo please!

You got it, nony ❤️

Leonardo da Vinci

↠ cuddling

It should hardly be surprising, but Leonardo is like a koala bear when it comes to cuddling. For the most part, he reminds you of a lion, seemingly lazy but always with that dangerous side hidden right beneath, waiting for the moment it needs to come out. But when he's in the mood to cuddle, he's more like a teddy bear.

Given his knack for falling asleep so easily, he's the perfect one to curl up with somewhere (often the back of the library or if you can find a place in his room...) and just settle down for a nap. He's always nice and warm, with that smokey sweet scent of his tobacco embedded in his clothes. And the way he wraps his arms around you, it's like going to sleep with a weighted blanket.

Sometimes, if he senses you're stressed, he also likes cuddling with you to help you relax. It gives a nice private moment of security for you to tell him about anything that's bothering you, whether it's just venting frustrations or a specific issue. He's just as likely to initiate cuddling with you as you are with him, so don't be afraid to seek out his embrace when needed.

↠ kissing

Leonardo LOVES kissing. He's a romantic at heart, of course, and loves his physical affection very much. That being said, he does want to appear more mature, so sometimes he holds back on lots of kisses because it makes him feel like a randy teenager otherwise. Sometimes he has a fragile ego 🤭 If you let him know how you feel about it, he'll be much more likely to shower you with kisses and let go of that insecurity. But he may want you to crack first and show him you want him before he will make a move.

Kisses can range anywhere from pecks on the cheek to full on makeout sessions, depending on where you are, your reciprocity, and just general mood. If he's being flirty, expect lots of little kisses no matter where you are, ones that he knows will fluster you and get your face hot. In general, when he's in a good mood, he's overall much more touchy-feely, and the kisses are a big part of it.

So when he's got you alone and the mood is serious, those kisses turn deep, hot, they've got you fighting for air. He'll barely let you up for breath before bringing you back down again, cause he just can't get enough of you. He kisses you until you're dizzy, hands holding onto the other like a lifeline, and you call for mercy. You better hope you're not going anywhere afterwards, cause one he starts kissing you like this, he doesn't plan to let you go, no matter what.

Fluffy headcanon prompts list here!

[newtabfics]

Ok but what if fem!reader, in helping out Tauro solving the riddle in Dracozu Lake, somehow finds the full charge armor set, excitedly puts it on and shows it to Tauro? His reaction? He'll most definitely go feral after carefully taking out the armor (he would definitely go at it for so long that he'd forget why he was there in the first place, with also a heavy breeding session if that's alright).

Thanks in advance and have a good day!

In The Zonai Ruins

Triggers: Possible chance of getting caught. Breeding kink. Multiple orgasms.

y/n beamed as she stepped out from behind the wall. "Ta-da! How do I look?' She joked, laying herself out on the altar of the ruin seductively. "Do I look good?"

The notepad dropped to the ground as Tauro went still. His eyes slid over her frame, studying the way the outfit flaunted every aspect of her. The fabric barely covered her breasts as the trousers hugged at her hips tight enough to make him jealous of it.

He swallowed thickly as he straightened, stalking his way towards her. Y/N's eyes widened as her lover's eyes raked over her as she sat up to meet him. "Calip returned to the camp, right?" He asked in a low voice as he carefully removed the headdress.

"I think so," She gulped out. "Tauro?"

"I feel sorry if he hears me then," He snarled, gripping her hips and moving over her. Pressed against her, he kissed her feverishly. "You look so goddess damn sexy in this," He moaned, grinding against her.

Y/N moaned and wrapped her arms around his shoulders, laying back against the altar as he pressed her down. Her fingers tangled into the curled locks that tickled her cheek. Gently.

"Need you," he muttered against her lips as he began to carefully work off her trousers.

"H-Here?!" she squeaked as he got them off her at last, teasing her folds with his fingers. She whimpered at that, biting her lip as her eyes darted to the doorway behind him. "What if Calip comes back?" She whimpered.

"Let him."

She blushed when he moved down, sliding his fingers into her as he began to suck at her clit. Her hole easily spread, having been used not hours earlier. Though it was a quick romp, relieving some stress from their block in research as Calip had gone down to the ruins. Now, they were about to pounce at each other again as he worked her open, shoving his own pants to the ruin floor.

"Need you," He groaned as he stood. "I need to fuck you full. Wanna see you pregnant wearing this damned thing."

"The top stays on," She chuckled as he suddenly flipped her onto her stomach. She yelped when his hand swatted hard onto his ass before he slid fully into her. "Oh fuck!" she moaned loudly, her voice echoing off the ruin walls.

Y/N planted her feet on the ground as he began to thrust quickly into her. His cock buried into her and rubbed perfectly against her sweet spots. She choked and moaned as she met his thrusts as quick as she could.

His hand cracked down against her rear again, leaving a nice red hand print on her skin before reaching down and setting her knee on the altar. He smirked as her cunt clenched around her, burying deeper.

"Fuck yes!" Y/N moaned as his fingers nimbly began to rub tight circles around her clit. Her cunt clenched and soaked his cock with her climax as her eyes watered. "Tauro!"

"Fuck," he whined, watching her slick up his cock quickly. "Gonna…have to…Gonna breed you. Gonna fill you up. Make sure you're dripping. Need to make you my little wife."

Y/N's eyes rolled back as he pumped her full, his hips slapping sloppily against hers. "Oh shit," He moaned, gripping her ass tight to really look down, watching how her cunt began to leak of his seed. "Fuck yes. Can't stop…"

She could only moan as she toppled over the edge again, the sensation of being filled again with his seed overwhelming her. She was grateful when a storm suddenly brewed outside, drowning out any noises she could possibly scream out.

Tauro snarled and pulled away, watching her whine as he flipped her onto her back. He folded her knees to her chest quickly as he slammed back into her. He relished in her squirting orgasm as he gripped her wrist, pulling her hand to her clit.

"Need to breed you," He moaned. "Touch yourself for me. I want to see my love come while I fuck my baby into her."

She moaned as he kept pumping into her, rubbing her clit as she met his eyes. "Fuck, Tauro," She babbled helplessly.

Y/N bit her lip as she met his hungry gaze, watching his eyes roll back as he kept pumping himself into her, hands tight on her ankles by her ears.

"Breed me," She begged. "Fuck, Tauro. Please, fuck your child into me so I can be your helpless little wife. Please."

Tauro snarled loudly as he pressed himself against her, pressing as deep as he could as he pumped his seed into her. He groaned as he felt himself breaching her womb watching her eyes roll back as she came in unison with him.

"Fuck yes," He moaned loudly, giving her one final thrust before pulling away. He quickly grabbed her ankles, holding them against his shoulder to keep her hips up in the air. "Gonna make sure it catches. If I keep you tied up like this, I can make sure you are bred thoroughly." He gave her rear a light swat, watching her moan. "Goddess, i love you."

[codename-adler]

my niche take (not for canon tho): i quite dislike the wildly popular hc that andrew has tons of piercings… it just doesn’t seem… right? it would fit his style (?) and personality for sure but i just can’t help feeling like he would never? do that? i think the same of tattoos but that bothers me a little less…

ah, this is gonna get me sent to sleep with da fishes...

i am of the same opinion. (i would like to stress here, opinion)

my opinion stems both from personal experience and canon characterization, and it has nothing to with aesthetics. of course, of course, tiny emo beef boy would rock tattoos and piercings. he canonically wears all-black, smokes, wields knives and listens to soul asylum. of course.

however, so much of Andrew's traumas, trauma responses and PTSD are based in physicality.

first, Andrew did not own his body, it being abused and abused and abused, by people he trusted, and people he didn't. the 'trust' part didn't matter; his body was abused. he learned the lesson and kept guard of his body rigidly, tirelessly, violently (the lesson he thought there was; there is no lesson to get from child SA).

second, Andrew took back his body in ways his psyche could understand and accept. SH and hypersexuality. both instances have him in control of every inch of his body. nobody touches, only him. nobody inflicts, only him. before; during; after. Neil is the exception confirming the pattern, the rule.

third, Andrew defends his body against whoever he must. no matter family, friends, team, Neil. his body and subconscious always remember before his consciousness does. again, even if Neil helps start his journey towards healing, trust doesn't really have a say in his defense mechanism. violence it is. violence it must be.

now. say it is a professional tattoo artist or piercer: how long before Andrew trusts them enough? how long before trust doesn't matter and the itch of the past settles into his skin? what if the eyebrow piercing feels too similar to the bottle Drake broke onto his head? what if the forearm tattoos tickle his self-inflicted scars like Drake's kisses did? what if the person ticks off a no-no box of Andrew's mid-session? there are so many variables Andrew does not control, why put himself in the situation and risk his last pebble of sanity?

i think the only way Andrew would get either piercings or tattoos would be if Neil did them. hello fic writers go fucken wild with this one.

personally i'd say it would only happen quite a few years after TRK, when Andrew has matured, possibly when his pro career is over because ouch Exy brawls and piercings don't get along well, but that's just me. maybe just studs, maybe the tattoos are very minimalists and have nothing to do with Andrew's scars, idk.

i'd like to be clear on one thing though: my believing Andrew does not ever have piercings and/or tattoos has nothing to do with believing he does not heal enough to do that, or that survivors of abuse like him are broken to the point of never getting anything done to their body. to me it's like Andreil never saying 'i love you' and never getting married. Andrew, like Neil, like the Foxes, are unconventional, difficult characters whose healing journeys are not pretty nor normalized. but it doesn't mean they don't get to a healthy place, whatever that looks for them. it does not mean they are not okay, and valid in their choices. to me, it has everything to knowing yourself so thoroughly, forgiving yourself so wholly, accepting yourself so completely, that there is no need to hide your body or prove your limits, to your own self or to others. i think it would be much more significant if Andrew one day could simply remove his armbands, and never wear them again, than to cover his scars with tattoos. to allow himself softness rather than arm his presence with more piercings.

again, it's also not that serious. Andrew can have an ice cream cone tattooed on his ass for all i care. give him a dainty little nose ring he sniffs up one time and has to go to the ER to get in unstuck. it's all shits and giggles if you wanna.

[shivunin]

WIP Wednesday

Tagged by @greypetrel and @vakarians-babe. Thank you both!

It's late in the day, so no stress or pressure but I am tagging @dungeons-and-dragon-age @ndostairlyrium @star--nymph @pinayelf @inquisimer @dreadfutures @nightwardenminthara and anyone who has something to show off!

Not all DA related, but I am currently working on:

1) this cool blanket. This yarn was the first thing I bought myself after getting a job and it's languished in a basket ever since. Taking a pause from scarves to make a pretty honeycomb blanket c: It's turning out more liney than I expected, but that's okay! I adore the pattern.

2) A one-shot for a con, which I've volunteered to GM in exchange for a free ticket. It is a bard-based campaign where they all wake up after a crazy night to find themselves in possession of an important magical artifact (which they now must smuggle back to its rightful location). I have to build all of the character sheets, write up the session, and (if I have time) build the terrain and print minis.

3) A piece for an exchange. It's...slow going, unfortunately, but we'll keep on truckin.

[jandersub]

Die 30 Tage im kg sind rumgegangen und es war wirklich hart aber eine der geilsten Erfahrungen meines Lebens. An dem Tag als ich wieder kommen durfte habe ich gefragt ob sie dafür halterlose und Dessous anziehen würde. Dem kam sie auch gerne nach. Anschließend musste ich mich auf die Couch legen und sie hat angefangen mich mit dem stabvibrator zu bearbeiten. Immer wieder bin Unterwegs kurz vor den orgasmus. Ich hatte erwartet dass mein erster orgasmus durch Sex kommen würde aber sie hielt dann den vibrator noch einmal fest an meinen schwanz. Ich begann zu betteln dass sie aufhören soll, da ich ansonsten gleich kommen würde. Sie machte unbarmherzig weiter bis ich spritzen musste und meinte mit einem Lächeln: „ Ups. Naja vll haben wir morgen Sex.“ dann küsste sie mich und ich musste alles sauber machen.

Aufgrund des Alltags und viel Stress und wenig Zeit haben wir dann erstmal eine spielpause eingelegt und haben diesen Montag wieder angefangen zu spielen. Es gelten wieder die selben Regeln. Wie lange ich diesmal keusch sein muss weiß ich noch nicht. Das will sie diesmal nach Ermessen entscheiden. Alles andere bleibt wie gehabt. Ich habe mittlerweile noch ein paar high heels und lerne mit diesen zu laufen. Ich hätte nie gedacht, dass meine Füße nach so kurzer Zeit so schmerzen würden. Am Montag hatten wir die erste Session.

Als wir heim kamen musste ich ihr zur Begrüßung die Füße küssen und danach in den kg und ein Höschen anziehen. Dann sind wir noch im die Stadt Erledigungen machen. Als wir zurück waren wieder Füße küssen und noch Rock und bh und high heels anziehen müssen. Ich musste dann versuchen wie ein Model zu laufen und viel mit dem arsch wackeln während sie mich ab und zu gedemütigt hat.

Als Nächstes bekam ich einen Würfel und musste würfeln. Die augenzahl entsprach den Minuten mit denen ich mich mit einem sexspielzeug befriedigen durfte. Ich durfte allerdings nicht kommen. Zur Auswahl standen eine Peitsche, ein Stab und ein auflegevibrator und ein dildo. Am demütigsten war der dildo da ich mich mit dem arsch in ihre Richtung selbst damit befriedigen musste.

Dann sollte ich ihr eine fußmassage geben. Als die fertig war musste ich ihr Füße ein paar Minuten küssen. Danach wurde ich gefesselt und der stabvibrator wurde an meinen kg gebunden und ich durfte nicht kommen. Sie hat sich halterlose und Dessous angezogen und hat dann so gebügelt. Ich durfte sie nichtmal berühren und betteln wurde mir verboten🙈

Gestern war ich so geil dass ich sogar etwas in mein Höschen getropft habe und das kam noch nie vor.

[ohtobeleah]

Literally nothing a sugar free redbull, a coaches workout session and Nicki’s Red Ruby Da Sleeze won’t fix thismorning guys. Please don’t stress, I promise I’m all good!

Sometimes the bozos need to be reminded that’s all. 🫶