#surprise i didn't wait for anyone to answer my earlier post

[oh-bonerline]

Big Weekend Chapter 2 is up on AO3!

In which Matty and Ross spend a weekend fucking in the Scottish Highlands after Big Weekend.

[milaisreading]

Sae acts cold, arrogant, and egoistic but when the reader is around him he turns into a soft and gentle simp for her.

🌱🩷: Someone asked me to do a one shot of that one post I made abt Sae simping for Isagi's sister. So I might as well write it like this! Hope u like it!

Warnings: Reader uses she/her. Requests are open

⚽️Blue Lock belongs to Muneyuki Kaneshiro and Yusuke Nomura ⚽️

"Sis, can we get these? Mom won't mind, right?" Yoichi wondered, pointing at the box of chocolate that he was holding. (Y/n) looked away from the list Iyo gave her earlier and at the item her brother was holding.

"Hmm I don't know. Didn't you have enough sweets already?"

"Please. I didn't indulge in them for months. Blue Lock is torture." Yoichi pleaded with her for a good minute until (Y/n) ended up sighing and nodding her head.

"Fine. Put it in." She said, showing him the basket.

"Thanks, sis. You are the best!" Yoichi cheered, causing (Y/n) to blush a little.

"Ahh~ me? No, I am not. Don't flatter me too much." She laughed a little, not noticing someone looking at them.

"Ah... You two are here?" (Y/n) and Yoichi jumped in surprise and turned to look at the familiar figure.

"Sae-san? What are you doing here?" (Y/n) wondered as Yoichi raised an eyebrow at that as well.

"Mom wanted us to visit some family friends here in Saitama. I just grew bored of her picking what to buy as a present." Sae shrugged, causing (Y/n) to laugh a little.

"Ah~ it's not easy to pick gifts."

"Wait, is Rin here, too?" Yoichi raised an eyebrow, earning a nod from Sae.

"Yeah. A few isles down." He pointed and Yoichi took off there. The two older siblings stayed rooted to their spots, blinking at each other for a moment.

"So... You are back from Spain." (Y/n) said, trying to break the awkward silence.

"Obviously."

"Hahaha..." The girl laughed nervously at his harsh tone.

"Oh! Looks! Uhm... beans... my mom wanted some..." (Y/n) said as she noticed the cans and went to pick up a few, which wasn'tthe best idea as they were high up and she hhad to tip toe. Sae stared at her back silently.

'Why is he so cold? And what am I going to do with beans?!' She thought while sweating.

'So adorable.' He thought. He was interrupted by a sudden crash being heard to his left.

"What..." He muttered and looked back, only to find that some guy had tripped and the things he was holding fell on the ground.

'Such an idiot. How can one be so stupid to trip on nothing? Losers all around-'

"Ow!" Sae turned to look back at (Y/n), who had fallen on the ground with a can of beans next to her. The boy's heart stopped beating for a moment as he noticed her frown.

'So adorable! She is so cute.' Sae felt his cheeks dust a bright pink as he observed her face.

'That frown... literally could give anyone diabetes.' Sae thought when a boy around their age approached her, extending his hand out in the process

"Miss, are you alright? Let me help you up-"

Before the guy could finish, Sae was already there, hand grabbing onto (Y/n)'s.

"I will help you. Mind your business." The boy looked at Sae and flinched as he noticed the glare.

"S-sorry."He said back as he quickly backed away.

"That was so weird." (Y/n) muttered.

"Yeah, weird." Sae said, going back to his usual stoic face as (Y/n) got up.

"Thank you,Sae-san. Sorry for embarrassing you like this-"

"You didn't. Accidents happen." The words and much softer tone from Sae startled (Y/n) a little.

"Uh... are you sure?" She asked nervously.

"Of course. Come on now. We need to look for our brothers." Sae hummed as he dragged her away.

'Her hands are so soft.' Sae thought as he looked down at the hand he was holding.

'Why is he glaring at my hand?!' She gulped in fear.

A week later...

'This is so awkward....' (Y/n) thought as she looked out of the window, trying to distract herself by looking at the snow falling. Now, why would she be distracting herself? Easy answer! Sae Itoshi was sitting right across from her, staring/glaring into her soul.

'Oh! He is probably mad that Yoichi still didn't agree on joining Re Al! Ahhh, poor me!' She cried inwardly.

'Ahh~ she looks even cuter today! (F/c) definitely suits her! My adorable angel! How can someone so clumsy be so graceful?' Sae put his had over his chest. Heartbeat on an all time increase.

"Here you go, sir, miss. Ice tea and hot chocolate. Enjoy." A waitress said, putting down the beverages.

"Ah! Thank you." (Y/n) smiled at the woman as Sae nodded his head.

'That smile! Nobody compares to it-'

"Ouch!"

"Are you alright?" Sae turned to the couple sitting to his right,curious as to what happened.

"Yeah, it's just that I burned my tongue on the coffee. I wasn't aware how hot it was." The man answered, clearly embarrassing by it.

'Can't these people think for themselves?! It's coffee! A hot beverage, of course it will be hot-'

"Aww, hot hot hot." (Y/n) silently chanted, putting her hot chocolate away. Sae, alarmed, turned to look at her.

"Are you alright?"

"Y-yeah... I just burned my tongue on my hot chocolate." She laughed a little with a flushed face. Sae blinked at her for a moment.

'Ahh! Her cheeks look so adorable! It's alright, (Y/n). Let me help you! She is so cute, I could never be mad at her. It's the hot chocolate's fault anyways. Why was it so hot?' Sae glared at the beverage as he handed her his ice tea.

"Take a little bit of it. The cold will help your tongue."

(Y/n) blinked at it for a minute.

"But it's yours-"

"I don't care, drink it." Sae demanded.

"Ok." She said back, taking the cup and taking a few sips.

'You will be dealt with.' The pro-player thought, glaring at the abandoned hot chocolate.

"So... today's meet up wasn't about Yoichi?" (Y/n) wondered as both her and Sae walked down the street. The boy nodded for what felt like the 10th time. Usually, he would feel annoyed if he had to repeat himself, but that wasn't the case here.

'It's my fault, I should have been more clearer with my answers.' He thought, even if he said 9 times a clear 'no.'

"Oh... Then why did you invite me-" The girl cut herself off as she slipped on the ice. Closing her eyes, she was prepared to hit the ground, but instead felt two arms wrap themselves around her.

"Whew! That was close, are you hurt?" Sae thought, feeling his anxiety spike a little. Opening her eyes, (Y/n) looked up at him and shook her head.

"N-no, I am fine. Don't worry."

Sae nodded his head, keeping his arms still wrapped around her as they stood there in silence for a moment.

"Y-you can let go of me now." The girl said in embarrassment, and Sae was about to agree when something hit him.

'What if she slips again and falls for real?! What if someone pushes her to the ground?! What if she hits herself?! No! I can't let that happen!' The boy nodded to himself.

"What are you doing?!" (Y/n) exclaimed as Sae lifted her up into his arms as started carrying her.

"Just making sure."

"S-sure?! For what? S-Sae-san, this is embarrassing." (Y/n) said as her face turned a dark red.

'So adorable!!' Sae thought, ignoring the confused stares of the people around them.

'She is so soft~' He sighed, looking down at her dreamily.

[mrswolffs-blog]

The Unknown Hamilton: Lewis Hamilton x Daughter!Reader

Y/n Hamilton is 16 years old and has never known her father. She grew up in the foster care system after her mother gave her up for adoption, wanting to cover her tracks before actually getting with her dad. Explaining this is that Nicole Scherzinger had met Lewis at a club where they had some type of quickie in the bathroom and never saw each other again until the two years after, which gave her time to give birth and come back, when they officially started dating.

Lewis Hamilton is a very busy man as known, he doesn't get much time for himself due to his work in Formula 1 and his side jobs, including The Hamilton Commision. He and Nicole had dated for 8 whole years, yet even after they had split, he is still unaware of the fact that he is a father (leaving him to the mindset that he would wait until retirement to START having kids).

Today is race day as the drivers are in their cars, speeding at over 200 km/p/h fighting for the pole positions. Toto and the team were focus on the race, when one of the mechanics came running in. "Boss, there's a girl outside that needs to speak with you." the man said as he tried to catch his breath. "She provided these papers that says her name is Y/n Hamilton. her mom is Nicole Scherzinger, and her dad is Lewis Hamilton. It's her birth paper." He explained as the team looked at him in wonder. "Bring her in, Shawn" Toto ordered and returned his attention to the monitor. A few minutes later, Shawn returned with a bloodied, bruised and scared girl who cowered under the gaze of the adults around her. "Hey sweetheart, no need to be scared. We won't harm you." Angela reassured the girl as she led her to sit down onto the coach.

Due to her injuries, the medic drew some blood from Y/n while patching her up as her wounds didn't need a trip to ER. The blood that was taken, was used for testing as they performed a DNA test in the laboratory that came back to be a 99.9% paternity match with Lewis. The results shocked everyone on the team as they didn't know what to do with the news. The race eventually finished, and Lewis made his way pass everyone, even though they tried to stop him, towards his driver's room and was shocked when he walked in on a female sleeping on his bed. Out of respect he closed the door and walked back out. "Someone's daughter is sleeping in my room, do any of you about this?" Lewis asked as everyone went silent. Since no one answered, he just went off with Angela to complete his media duties which is a post-race press conference.

"So Lewis, I know that you have been busy with the race today, but my question will be very off topic. While walking past the Mercedes garage today I heard your team talking about your 'daughter' and I would like to ask if you're willing to explain?" The journalist asked, leaving Lewis confused as he looked around. "I have no idea what you're talking about. Everyone knows that I don't have a child of my own. If you're speaking of my niece, then she's not here today" he replied as the woman shook her head. "Your team seemed to have not informed you. A teenage girl showed up to the track today completely covered in cuts and bruises as Mercedes took her in. They took the documents that she had and went through them as it stated that you are her father and your ex, Nicole Scherzinger, is her mother. A DNA test was processed, and it came back positive." the woman explained causing an uproar of surprise from everyone as their couldn't believe their ears.

The rest of the interview went by in a blur for Lewis as he kept quiet, giving one worded answers until the end, making his way back to the hospitality. "Toto, why didn't you tell me? Is the girl sleeping in my driver's room my daughter?" Lewis asked as he tried to keep his anxiety at bay. "Yes Lewis. She came to us earlier and Angela and Susie managed to put her to sleep. She was so scared and didn't trust anyone but them. They showed her pictures of you and told stories so hopefully when you go back in there, she'll allow you to sit close to her at least." Toto reassured, giving his driver a comforting hug before he left.

With shaky steps and a racing pulse, Lewis walked back down to his driver's room, taking a deep breath before knocking and entering. Upon his entry, he found his daughter looking at some of his family pictures, in tears at the fact that she doesn't know them. He slowly made his way to sit next to her before slowly bringing her into a hug, both of them now sobbing uncontrollably. "Hi dad, I'm sorry to interrupt your work. It's just that mom gave up her rights to me. When I took the train to her house last week, she cursed and turned me away and I had nowhere else to go after running away from the orphanage. They treated me so bad; they almost killed me!" Y/n cried into her father's chest as he comforted her, his own tears now silently falling. 'Don't worry my sweet girl, I'll make sure that no one hurts you anymore. You won't have a mom, but I'll make sure to do my best to take care of you" Lewis calmly declared as they rocked back and forth in each other's embrace.

Overtime, Y/n was spotted in the paddock once or twice as Lewis kept her interaction with the media to a minimum. Lewis enrolled Y/n into a new school as his parents were looking after her while he raced. Overall, Lewis and Y/n's lives life changed significantly for the better as they both now felt fully completed and supported endlessly.

[leeyammie]

Jealousy

Warning: Minors DNI / NSFW

Masterlist

Pairing: Hyunjun Hur x Male reader

Genre: fluff, slight smut

Word Count: 1,031 words

Summary: It hasn't been long since you and your boyfriend have moved in together after him launching his solo debut. In the first few months you tried to be supportive as much as possible and have seen tremendous growth within him. Except that as his fame started to leap, you couldn't shake off the stagging feeling of others enjoying your boyfriend's charm and his latest IG post didn't make it any better.

It was finally the weekend, which meant no work, no chores, nothing. Just some good quality time that you had been looking forward to spending with your boyfriend. However, he happened to be very busy those couple of days as he was preparing for his next striking comeback.

And there you were, staring at the ceiling, waiting for him to come back, when you heard a phone notification coming your way. Thinking that it was a text from him, you rushed to check your phone, only to find out that it was indeed a notification from him, except that it was about a post that he had recently uploaded. Without giving much thought to it, you pressed on it, only to be surprised by the content of the post.

Anyone could easily tell that you weren't delighted with this view, not even the slightest.

You started thinking to yourself. "Concerts with millions of people? I let it slide. Fan meetings with everyone stealing pictures and gestures? I could swallow that. Taking part in a drama lead role with other actors? No biggie. But him posting such pictures publicly as if he isn't tied to anyone! He crossed the line! I've had it!"

Not long afterwards, you heard the door keys clinging signaling that he has finally arrived. Still upset with his behavior you didn't bother to run up to him as soon as he opened the door and rather kept your gaze fixated on the TV. Hyunjun sounded a little puzzled by your change in attitude, nevertheless, he still came up to you snuggling beside you on the couch. "Has my little baby missed me so much that he can't even tell that I'm back?"

You gave no response, not even budged as he constantly tried to get you to look at him. One thing about Hyunjun is that he wouldn't leave you in peace whenever you seem off until you talk out the reason with him. The only answer he got from you was. "Go shower already. I am not planning on sleeping in sweat myself."

He could definitely tell that he messed up big time. He not only knows you by heart but also could tell from your tone how you were feeling exactly and that cold tone of yours only signaled to him that you're extremely irritated.

As you were getting up to leave him off, he grabbed your wrist tucking you back on the couch with him over you. You gotta admit that although he uses the same tactics each time, he never fails to draw that tinted blush on your face. "I already told you wreck of sweat just go get a shower already!" you burst in rage at him

You tried to protest and free yourself, but it was of no use. I mean, let's be real, he just got back from the gym all pumped up with energy and expect yourself to win over him? "I'm not leaving until you tell me what I did wrong!" This man's determination was gonna be the end of you. He started snuggling his face within you neck sniffing it and placing gentle sweaty kisses here and there. Eventually you let your grip loose allowing him to wrap his hands around your figure. Then it didn't take you long to get back to your senses. You stormed off the couch as soon as he loosed his grip.

"You ain't fooling me this time Romeo! I may have let you take the lead on how you want to direct you career and life overall but your last post has sent me to my limit."

Him not being sure of what you were referring to, he opened his phone scrolling through his socials until he noticed the gym post that he had uploaded earlier that day. To your surprise his only reaction was him laughing at the situation.

"You really think that making me furious is that entertaining to you?!" You snapped furiously at him.

"No! This is not what I meant it as! I just found it cute the way you got furious and protective over my posts. I am sorry babe, I'll get rid of the posts and be a little more cautious of your jealousy next time~" He replied a little all over the place not wanting you to take any wrong ideas.

You approached him step by step replying with a gaze in his eyes. "You really think that it is that simple?! Hyunjun you've got to understand that what is mine remains as mine no matter what the circumstances are! You are my partner and not some random acquaintance that I share with everyone-."

He interrupted you mid-sentence grabbing you closer by your waist. You were a little taken aback but at least ceased your anger talk a little. "If I weren't yours already would you be standing here so close hearing my every breath and heartbeat?"

He really knew how to play you around with his soft gaze and playful words that you couldn't resist. He leaned in towards you stealing a soft small kiss for reassurance. Once he didn't feel you tensing up against him, he went for a deeper kiss which made you melt in between his arms. The kiss gradually started to heat up before you broke it to catch a breath.

"Promise me that you'll be more considerate of my feelings in the future and that you'd stay mine to hold." You insisted with a pout on your face.

With a grin slightly forming on his face, he kissed your forehead, replying with a positive answer. Afterwards, you were able to continue your make out session. You slowly locked your hands around his neck with your lips still sealed together.

He carried you up forcing your legs to cross around his waist as he directed you to your bedroom. He then placed you gently on the bed sheets and hoped over you. He then lifted his body getting rid of the tank top he was wearing. At least you knew that your were the only one to see his marvelous body up this close, especially being dripping with sweat.

He leaned down and whispered in your ear. "I gotta admit your furious attitude is such a turn on and I'll need your help with that issue."

You both giggled at his cocky response, yet both knew that what's reserved for both of you tonight would only be intimate love and adoration.

note: Hey! Hope you enjoyed the read. If you'd like to write about other idols or other themes where you see that my style would fit do not hesitate on sending them away! Thanks again for passing by! (I apologize in advance for any typos)

[heartandflowerball]

"Call it what you want"-Rivusa social media au(fake dating trope) - Chapter 21-

I put a link for the petition for the show in the chapter 13, please go sign it.

if you didn't already read the other chapters, click here, that will land you to the introduction that has links for all the chapters before this one and the tw.

hello, I hope everyone is doing good. Here it is the new chapter! I'm sorry if I hadn't post earlier but life has been really hard these times. Anyways, stay safe,If you want to talk or share thoughts, my dms and asks box are always open! Hope you like this chapter as much as I liked writing it. Enjoy<3

sorry if there is any grammar error, english is not my first language.

Real life pov:

Riven waited all morning for Musa to show up for practice. He waited patiently for her but she never came. Sitting against a tree, he wonders why she is not there. He asks himself questions; wondering why she didn't come, what could have prevented her from coming, when from the beginning, she always came. For her, it is so important to know how to defend herself. And that's where it finally tilts in his brain. It's the anniversary of Musa's mother's death. Riven gets up with some guilt. He feels guilty, how could he forget? Does she want to see him on this day so sad for her? Should he leave her alone today? He does not know what to do.

That's how he seems to feel, but deep down, Riven knows very well what he has to do for Musa today.

That's why fifteen minutes later, he finds himself on the landing of the girls' room with a bag full of food. He knocks on the door and Stella, still in her pajamas, opens. The blonde looks down at the bags in Riven's hands with fake disdain and opens the door wide for him to enter.

The girls are all sitting on the big red sofa in the small living room. Just one person is not present. Musa.

Riven doesn't even have time to say anything when Aïsha gets up and says to him: "No."

"Huh? Why no?" Riven asks, fidgeting uncomfortably.

"It's not the day, leave her alone." Add the water fairy.

Putting her hands on her own waist, Stella comes to position herself next to him to take his defense but Aisha still refuses. She doesn't want Musa to go through more than she is already going through. Yet Riven does not understand, he does not want his girlfriend to have a more difficult time, he wants to relieve her of her pain.

After a long debate between Aisha and Riven, the boy is ready to leave, giving up but unexpectedly, clearly to everyone's surprise, Terra raises her voice:

"Let him see her Aïsha."

"What?" said the principal concerned, turning to Terra. "Are you defending him?"

"I'm not defending anyone, I'm just saying that if he wants to see her, we are no one to stop him. Besides, it will surely do Musa good to see him."

Terra is now standing between Riven and Aisha, "What do you mean by that?"

"I mean he helped her a lot with her powers, he helped her by  teaching her how to fight, he helped her with getting over the breakup with my brother, he helped her to be happy and he can surely help her now."

Everyone in the room is speechless. Nobody expected to see Terra take the defense of Riven. And yet.

Aïsha, after a long moment of reflection, nods her head towards the boy to give him her agreement. Riven heads to Musa's room after giving Terra a grateful look.

Riven knocks softly on Musa's bedroom door but doesn't hear an answer. He goes in anyway and silently closes the door behind him. His eyes take time to adjust to the darkness of the room and that's when he sees her. Musa is lying in bed, her knees pulled up to her chest and covered by the blankets. She has her eyes closed but does not sleep. Riven has already slept with Musa enough times to know what she looks like when she's asleep. Calm, relaxed facial features, and there it is not. He knows she's awake but she doesn't move an inch. As if he's not there.

"Hi, I just came to drop you off some food. I'll put it on your desk", The specialist said as he put the bag of food on Musa's messy desk, "If you need to talk I'm here, but don't feel obligated to do anything. We don't even have to talk if you prefer, we can just stay together. But if you really need to be in your own company, no worries. We can see each other another day, just know that you are not alone."

Still getting no reaction from Musa, Riven turns to leave when a voice interrupts him.

"Stay."

Musa's voice is weak, damaged and tear filled and when he turns around he sees her holding the covers for him to lie down with her. He hurries to take off his shoes to go near the brunette whose eyes are red from crying. She doesn't come to snuggle up against him, she stays curled up on herself but Riven knows very well that it's a big step for her to accept his presence today. So he watches her with as much love as he can while she closes her eyes, trying to fall asleep.

Musa has been sleeping peacefully for several hours. Riven doesn't sleep. He prefers to keep an eye on her in case something happens. It was while after he was reading on his phone that he felt something mooving next to him. When he turns his head away from his screen, he looks down to see Musa squealing from the back of her throat, scratching her arm. He grabs her hand to stop her but that causes Musa to cling around Riven's waist. He lets her do. He even comes to put an arm around her, bringing her even closer to him. The fairy's sobs calm down little by little as Riven repeats her soft "It's going to be fine, I'm here and you're safe.", in her ear. Musa's sleep eases but the fairy doesn't loosen her grip around her boyfriend's waist. She clings to him as if he were her buoy during a drowning. And he lets her, because he would do anything to keep Musa's head above water.

A few minutes later, Riven feels Musa move even more. She is waking up. He remains motionless, while she sits up to come and hide her head in the crook of his shoulder and lengthens like that. He puts his arm gently around her. It is in this comfortable silence that he awaits. Sobs, cries and tears are wetting his t-shirt. He lets her do it, she needs it.

"I miss her so much."

He sighs with compassion, cradling her against him with infinite kindness, not daring to say anything.

"I wonder if she's proud of me, if she thinks I'm a good person..."

Riven frowns as Musa tries to stifle her sobs in her boyfriend's t-shirt.

"Muse look at me."

The fairy looks up at him. Her cheeks are dripping with tears, her nose is red, she is biting her bottom lip which is now bleeding and her normally brown eyes are now purple.

"You are the most magnificent star in this entire universe. Even Uranus and Saturn are embarrassed by how much more sparkling you are than them. I didn't knew your mother, but I'm sure your light reaches her where she is and she's proud of you."

After a few seconds of deep silence, she wraps her arms around him: "Thank you... Can I ask you a favor?"

"Of course."

"Would you like to listen to her favorite music with me?"

"All that you want."

Musa's pov:

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[sweetlittlegingy]

heyy!! i absolutely adore your writing and i was wondering if you could do an imagine of jake x reader. i have this obsession of going to a lumineers concert with jake and just having a fluffy time(basically just dancing around and kissing) you formally don’t have to answer this; it’s just a suggestion but i would love to see you write this. thank you sm:))

We're gonna post this because I don't wanna make you wait. Hopefully it works, or at least finds the tags at some point. Also, I didn't specify that it was the Lumineers, I wanted to be inclusive! Lots of love -G

➣ Pairing: Jake Seresin x Y/n

➣ Word Count: 1.4k

➣ Warnings: None, this is pure fluff and it's adorable. I want a Jake.

➣ N/A: I'm sorry my tags are being stupid, but it's given me time to write for when I come back!!

You reach out turning the dial nob on the stereo, your feet resting on the dash, and the wind blowing throughout the car. You gaze over at Jake, the setting sun reflects off his face, as he brings your hand to his mouth, grazing the back of your knuckles before kissing your palm. He catches your gaze and gives you a warm smile, one that you only ever get to see.

“You excited honey?” His tone, pure and light.

This was your favorite Jake, the one hidden behind a closed door, only for your eyes.

“Yeah.”

The word comes out as a hum, your hand moving to rest behind Jake. Settling at the base of his neck, your fingers rack through his hair and he’s practically humming in delight.

“Just happy that it’s you I get to make these memories with, wouldn’t want anyone else.”

You and Jake had been dating for 2 years, and you couldn’t imagine your life any differently. Now that it included him, the only future you saw had him in it.

Jake had surprised you with tickets to Y/F/B concert for your birthday last month. They were thankfully only playing an hour away from your shared apartment, and you were bursting with excitement. You mentioned loving the band on one random night, when you first got together, telling him that you hoped to see them live someday.

You’d completely forgotten about the conversation, until Jake brought it up a month ago on your birthday. You couldn’t quite believe it when he handed you the tickets, silently staring from him to the tickets, back and forth multiple times. Before throwing yourself into his arms, legs clinging around his waist, as he held you while laughing.

…

The California sunsets as Jake pulls into the venue parking lot, finding a spot not too far from the entrance. The venue, an open top concert hall, perfect for California weather and the absolute best for starry nights. You had checked the weather app earlier, and they promised clear skies and a slight breeze.

Jake was quick to clasp your hand, as you walked through the parking lot. The slight swing in your hands, made you giggle. How could this Jake, be the same one that his friend had told you about. Hangman was hard and serious and poked fun at his competition.

And in the sky, well he was the best, or so you’d been told. You’d seen his cocky demeaner when out with the guys, but it was never aimed at you.

No, the only thing Jake showed you was love and puppy dog eyes mostly, he knew it was the best way to get you to cave on something. With you, Jake was loving, funny, and always smiling. He never denied you cheesy rom com nights and was almost always the one to initiate cuddles. He remembered how you liked your tea, and never left you without getting a kiss. To say the Jacob Grant Seresin was a teddy bear, would have been an understatement.

Though the line is longer, it doesn’t take long for you two to make it through. Jake had entertained you enough while waiting, sneaky kisses placed along your neck and cheek occasionally as he held you in his arms.

“I still can’t believe that you got us floor seats!”

“Best of the best, baby.”

He gives you a wink, before pulling you along to your seats, just a few rows back from the stage. Jake lets you pick which of the two seats you want, then asks if you need anything before the show starts. You tell him no, though he scoffs at you before making his way back out to vendors.

Looking back at you and throwing out a “stay put, baby.”

Jake reappears just before the show is about to start, carrying what looks to be one of everything. As well as a few waters, the gleaming smile he gives you, has you smiling back in adornment.

“I saw these and knew you needed one, but then I couldn’t decide which.” Jake holds out three different shirts to you, two with different sets of lyrics and the other with the band’s logo. “I got one of each. Plus, you can sleep in them.”

You laugh at him and wrap your arms around his waist, his face tucking in your neck. Placing a gentle kiss on your cheek, then your lips, soft and slow.

“Sleep in just them.”

You pull away, raising your eyebrows at his cheeky antics. Though all he gives you is that award winning smirk, which has you muttering a quiet okay against his lips once again.

 …

The dimming of the lights alert you that the concert is starting, your hand grasps at Jake practically shaking with excitement. A chuckle leaves his lips, as he watches your face. The stage lights, beaming off your wide eyes, never leaving the stage. A small gasp leaves your lips, when the music starts, eye flittering back to Jake, checking to see if he’s watching.

Though his eyes remain on you, you shyly tuck your bottom lip between your lips, nose scrunching up in embarrassment.

“What?” Your tone teasing, though your blushing cheeks prove how much of a hold Jake has on you.

“You’re beautiful.” He says it so causal, like he’s talking about the weather. Yet the effect it has on you is anything but causal, leaning down to his sitting form you give him a quick kiss.

It doesn’t take long before you’re up and dancing with the crowd, pulling Jake up with you.

Jake hadn’t meant to ignore the show, but the sight of you so carefree and happy had enthralled him.

Hell, he was always watching you. He had no clue how he’d gotten so lucky; you were the light to his darkness. From the first moment he saw you walked into the Hard Deck, hair a bit frazzled and clearly frustrated, you knew you we’re it for him. He’d made his way over to your seated form at the bar, sliding up ready to lay on the charm. While you all but told him to fuck off, you’d blown a tire and though you’d changed it alone, you were in need of a drink.

He was positive that he struck out with you. Though when he closed out his tab that night, Penny with a teasing smile, handed him a napkin with your number on it. He’d called the next day, had taken you out on the next weekend, and after that the two of you were inseparable.

….

Jake had his hands holding on to your waist, while you jumped along with the beat, shouting back the lyrics to songs you knew by heart. Glancing back at him frequently, singing the lyrics to him, in which he’d sing ones he knew back to you. Most of the time it was a mumble of words before he’d place a quick kiss on your lips. Hoping you wouldn’t tease him later, about how he hadn’t been paying any attention.

As the music slows down, you lean back into Jake’s chest. His arms wrap around your waist and sway with you to the music. His face nuzzles down into your neck, placing a soft kiss before resting his chin on your shoulder. Humming along to the beat, enjoying this moment, a memory he could tell your children one day.

You turn you face slightly, hand raising to rest on his cheek, and pull him in for a kiss. The both of you moving to deepen the kiss as you turn in his arms. Wrapping your own around his neck, you pull away, foreheads resting against each other.

“I love you.” It’s mumbled and Jake barely hears it over the crowd, but he does.

He nudges your nose with his own, making you laugh. Placing a gentle peck to your nose then lips.

“I love you too.” He’s pulling you farther into his arms and turning you so that you can both enjoy the show. Placing a final kiss on the crown of your head.

“My sweet girl.”

His arms clasp gently around your chest, keeping you close to his own. Your own hands come to rest on his forearms as you sway, head tilted back enjoying the night. You sing out the music softly with the crowd, catching sight of the phone lights raising to sway with the music.

But then you’re closing your eyes,

And it’s just you and Jake.

Clinging to the hands of time, as you try to stop the clock, wishing that you could live in this moment forever.  

[hummingbird-of-light]

In Our Favor

Part 129

McCoy

Morning classes passed easily enough, though Chrstine had sat close and given McCoy a concerned look. She had squeezed his arm when he gave her a reassuring look.

He breathed deeply and slowly as he crossed campus to his flight class. Was it going to be a blessing or a curse that his sessions with Dr. Cuthbert were the day before he had to sit in the flight simulator? He closed his eyes with his next deep breath and opened them again as he decided to trust it would help.

“How are you Leonard?” Uhura asked softly next to him. They stood with Jaylah, waiting to enter the simulator. A slight tremor went through his hands, so he clenched them into fists to hide it. He nodded slowly in answer to Uhura.

“I have to do this,” he answered just as quietly.

“But Just Leonard—” Jaylah began, but she was interrupted as Lt. Flores came up to them.

“Cadet McCoy, a word please,” Flores said.

McCoy could see the surprise both girls tried to hide on their faces.

“Cadets you may begin in the simulators,” Flores called loudly to the rest of the class.

Jaylah and Uhura sent McCoy sympathetic looks as they moved to enter the simulator. McCoy straightened himself up stiffly.

“Yes sir?”

“Have you been to the psychs as I noted?”

“Yes sir. I had an appointment yesterday.”

“Good,” said Flores. The lieutenant appeared to hesitate before he spoke again in a quiet voice. “I was reviewing the simulator logs earlier this week; is there something you’d like to tell me?” He looked sternly at McCoy.

McCoy’s heart raced as he stared back, before he deflated in defeat. He dropped his eyes to the floor.

“It was me,” he admitted just above a whisper. “I’m sorry.”

“Cadet…”

McCoy looked back up at the horrified wonder in the lieutenant’s voice.

“98% of those simulations ended in a crash…”

“Yes sir.” McCoy heard the tremble in his own voice. He held himself up stiffly.

Flores wiped a hand across his voice. “It’s obvious you have an issue with flying; why would you torture yourself like that?”

McCoy flicked his eyes up to look at Flores, then looked quickly back at the floor.

“For my husband. I have to be able to be posted on a ship.”

Flores let out a huff.

“First, Cadet, I am officially reprimanding you for unauthorized use of a simulator—”

McCoy nodded slowly. He deserved that, he knew it.

“—and second,” Flores lowered his voice, “if you want extra help you come to me first.”

McCoy’s head whipped up to look at the lieutenant in surprise. Flores’ voice had been quiet, but quite earnest.

“Sir?”

“I hate to fail anyone,” Flores gave a shrug. “I would rather help my cadets. You aren’t my first scared flier, you won’t be my last. Between the psychs and me, we’ll make you a pilot.”

McCoy’s eyes opened wide.

“Sir- I- I-” he didn’t know what to say in his surprise.

“We’re all Starfleet Cadet. Now, get in there and let’s make you a flier.”

“Sir… yes. Yes sir.” McCoy straightened back up, then moved quickly to join Jaylah and Uhura.

Part 130

Scotty

As always, Scotty sat next to Leonard at lunch, gently bumping his knee against his husband's. He gave him a questioning look and Leonard only nodded; a sign that he'd tell Scotty everything later. His face looked more relaxed than it had in the morning.

A wave of relief washed over Scotty. He had been really worried about Leonard's class in the simulator, but apparently it hadn't been too bad. Maybe the sessions being on Wednesday would really help the prince.

Thinking of Leonard's nightmare the night before, though, Scotty couldn't help but wish once again to be able to be with his love. He didn't like the thought of Leonard having to go through all that without him, but then again, he himself had said that he needed to do it alone. Maybe it was a necessary evil.

"Did you hear the news about Admiral Kinnear's nephew? They say he was thrown out of the academy," Chekov asked quietly, looking at the rest of the group, and Scotty was pulled out of his thoughts.

"Oh, uhm, aye. On my way here, I saw him leave. Guess it's true."

All eyes moved to Scotty.

"What?"

"Really?"

"Did he say something?"

The Scotsman shook his head.

"Nae, I've only seen him from afar. We didn't talk."

Come to think of it, the two of them had never really talked to each other. And still Scotty hated Francis. He had caused Aporal so much harm. Which was kinda Scotty's fault in the first place. Aporal had embarrassed Francis during self-defense class because the boy hadn't let go of Scotty during their first training. And then Francis had taken revenge on Aporal.

If it hadn't been for Scotty's breakdown, then maybe everything could have turned out differently.

No... he shouldn't think like that. Francis was a bad person. The things he had done... it was a good thing that someone like him wouldn't be part of Starfleet.

"Thank goodness he is gone. He was a horrible human being. Now everything will get better," Jaylah said with a stern look on her face.

"Yeah, well, there'll always be another Francis Kinnear. And we can't change that," Aporal said with a shrug of his shoulders.

Jaylah let out a groan and rolled her eyes.

"Why do you always have to be so pessimistic!"

A humorless chuckle left Aporal's mouth at that question and he turned to ask something in return.

"Why are you so naïve?"

Almost instantly Jaylah's face flushed red with even more anger.

"I'm not!"

"Guys, please," Jim tried to defuse the situation, but Aporal didn't stop.

"Yes, you are. And it'll get you nowhere. I really thought that you were smarter than that."

"I am smart! Smarter than you all times!"

"Hey! Stop it!" Scotty could sense that the talk was heading into a direction neither of his two friends wanted so he tried to intervene.

Jaylah and Aporal looked at him and fell silent.

"We all have our own past and our own opinion. That's no reason to start fighting."

Scotty gave them both a stern look. He knew that both of his alien friends were very stubborn and neither of them would be the first to back down.

"Francis is gone and that's a good thing. That's all that matters for now."

[navierae]

Friends to Lovers

Hello! This is my first imagine so please go easy on me! I apologize if Bakugo might seem ooc ><  inspired by Melina KB’s Friends to Lovers

summary: bakugo tells you that she’s just a friend, but isn’t that where most relationships start off? 

- sunday, 8:23 am -

BZZT BZZT

BZZT BZZT

Waking up on a Sunday morning to text messages is not anyone's cup of tea, including you. Especially after going out with your friends last night, getting drunk, and coming home very late. 'Who in their right mind is messaging me this early?' Whatever, I'll just check it later after I actually wake up.' And you would've done just that, had it not been for the constant buzzing of your phone. "Just who is messaging me-"

RING RING

Mina is calling...

'...Mina? What does she want?' You sigh and sat up, having no other choice but to answer the phone, knowing that Mina would keep blowing up your phone with calls and texts until you respond.

"Hello-"

"HAVE YOU HEARD?" Assuming how she's yelling in the morning, she must have picked up some juicy gossip or has something very important to say, both would affect you either way.

"Heard what exactly? And can you not yell? It's literally 8 in the morning-"

"BAKUGO WAS CAUGHT WITH ANOTHER GIRL IN THE CINEMA LAST NIGHT!". You didn't get it, what was so important about your boyfriend going to the cinema with another girl last night without you knowing, that she had to wake you up this early- Wait.

"Sorry, what?" "CHECK MY MESSAGES." You quickly open up the chatroom to find the links and pictures Mina sent you. You clicked on one of them and the first thing that greeted you was the headline of "PRO HERO DYNAMIGHT SPOTTED ON A DATE WITH HIS GIRLFRIEND?", and under that is a blurred picture of two people walking into a cinema.

"Mina, the picture is blurred, how are you sure that it's Katsuki? You know the media puts stuff out like this all the time, right?" You asked her. What you said wasn't wrong, anyone would post stuff like this to cause a fuss over something that isn't real. "Of course, I know that better than anyone. But, if you zoom in on the guy's wrist, you'll see the tattoo me and the squad has."

And zoom in you did. To your surprise, and dismay, the friendship tattoo their squad had was indeed on the guy's wrist. "...Have you even scrolled down?" Mina asked. You ask why while proceeding to scroll down. "There are other pictures, some even include you, Bakugo and the girl together."

'...Hari? Wait, where did they even get this?' You wonder, it's not everyday you see a picture, which you thought was private, posted online under a supposedly 'dating scandal' of your boyfriend.

"Mina, the girl in the picture is Hari-san. You know, Katsuki's friend from middle school?" You honestly thought this was common knowledge to all of you. "I know who she is, (Y/N). But seriously? Meeting up at the cinema while you were out partying isn't just a coincidence right? A-and those pictures! What's it like third-wheeling in your own relationship?"

You know it isn't. But what could you do when all you have as evidence is this news article? 'And the rose perfume, which you don't own, smell on him every time he comes home late.' "Let it go Mina, as I've said earlier, Hari-san is Katsuki's friend, that's it." You finalized. Mina stays silent for a few seconds after your words. "You know, I don't know how you have so much trust and patience for this man, even with all this laid out in front of you." Mina says before ending the call.

You sigh and stare at the picture frame on the bedside table containing a picture from your 3rd anniversary, before laying back down on the bed and closing your eyes. 'Honestly Mina, me too.'

- saturday, 6:26 pm -

“Ladies and gentlemen! Welcome to our annual charity gala! Please make yourselves comfortable and help yourselves to food and beverages served by our waiters and waitresses, this year’s host will be making an announcement in a short while. Thank you very much for attending!

After the notice from the person on stage, you look around to see if you can spot any of your friends (Specifically a friend with horns and pink hair.). You decide to give up and head to the bar instead to get a drink.

“(Y/N)!” 

You look towards where the voce came from, and were suddenly hugged by something with..horns? “Mina?” You ask while looking at the person who’s still hugging you. “The one and only! You look amazing in your attire! By the way where’s Bakugo? I though you two would be together, unless he went off somewhere?” 

You sigh remembering the event that happened hours before coming here.

-

“Hey babe, are you ready for the charity gala later?” You ask Bakugo, who’s just gotten home from where ever he was, while drying your hair. He sets his bag down before answering you, “Hah? What charity gala?”.

You look at him, confused, "The one Izuku hosted? The one I kept reminding you about since the day he told us?" . He stares at you, trying to remember all the times you reminded him. His expression changes to a knowing one, meaning he remembered it.

"Oh yeah, I remember now. It's the event I'm going to with Hari." It's your turn to look confused, you had already told him weeks ago that you would be each other's date to the gala, which makes sense since you two are dating. Now all of a sudden he's going with Hari-san?

"Katsuki, when did this happen? I already told you that we're going together, since we are dating, and you agreed! Not only that, we also talked about matching outfits, not less than a week ago! Now you're telling me that you're going with Hari-san, all of a sudden?"

Bakugo looks at you with an exasperated face. "(Y/N), I told you this a week ago, do you not remember?" You stood up, angry and confused on why he's insisting that he goes with another girl. "Well apparently not! I asked you about whether we were going or not a few days ago, and now you're going with someone else without even telling me beforehand?!"

"YES! Look, I don't fucking care what you think right now, I'm going with Hari and that's fucking final." He glares at you before leaving the room. You sit back down on your bed and scoff, 'Well, there goes a wonderful night.'

-

"What the fuck? So that explains why Sero told me Bakugo and, whoever that girl is, were matching." Mina said after listening to your story while drinking a glass of champagne.

You look at her, shocked, 'they're matching? how did he even find time- nevermind, he was always out and about, he must've done it during that.'.

“Well, there’s nothing I could do about it now.”  You close your eyes and sigh. Mina looks at you incredulously, “Are you serious? (Y/N), he’s your boyfriend, I’m sure he’ll do something when you tell him about your concerns.”.  

You open your eyes to look at her, hesitation and pain present in your eyes, “Look, Mina, I understand your concern for me and Katsuki’s relationship but trust me, I’ll do something about this.” You smile to assure her. “For now, I just want to go home and rest, talking about this hasn’t exactly brought me to a partying mood.” ‘More like if I talk to him now he’s just going to somehow point the blame on me.’.

“Are you sure? I should just go with you-”. You stop her, ruining this night for her isn’t in your agenda for tonight, “I’m fine, really! Just go enjoy the party, and if Katsuki asks where I am, tell him I went home. Okay?”. You ask her and she nods. “Alright, text me when you get home okay?”, you nod and say your good bye before leaving.

[arthurthethird]

Start of troubles

Rdr2 x gn!reader

Part 3/???

Part 1, part 2

(A/N) Welcome to another part. I know not many people read this, but if you could just leave a comment about what you think? Opinion or critique, please.

Also, reminder, requests are open! I'll post rules soon, they're be pinned.

And I'll try to write longer parts, I promise! Now, enjoy!

★★★★★

So far, you've encountered an angry blonde man who threatened to shoot you because you bumped into him, an Irish man who tried flirting with you and a bear of a man who scared you to death. And the day just started.

Although it was, how other's would call it, a rough start, you didn't mind. Heck, you enjoyed it. Gave the place a charm.

You were carrying the hay for the horses when you got called over by Dutch. You quickly finished your chore before running up to him.

"Yes boss?"

"First of all, not boss. You're all free people here, I ain't your boss. Second, I need you for a job. Not alone, not yet" he let out a deep chuckle before continuing. "You'll ride with one of the men to the town. Get some supplies for mr. Pearson... And if you could pick up the mail when you're there? I'd be grateful." He nodded to you.

You were surprised. Although it wasn't anything big, you still felt honored. Being given the chance to pick up mail!

You smiled politely and nodded. "Of course. Who will I be going with?"

"It's your choice. But please choose between Javier, Arthur or Charles. They're the only one's I trust with you."

You were slightly confused at what he meant, but later figured he didn't trust you enough and wanted someone mature to come with you. So you nodded and walked to the bear man you saw earlier. You've been secretly calling him Teddy, but now it turned out his name was Charles.

"Erm... Charles?" You begun. The man raised his head, his gaze meeting yours. You stopped for a moment. His eyes... They were like jewels. This deep, nice color...

"May I help you?" He questioned, raising a brow. You quickly snapped out of your thoughts and nodded.

"Yes, actually! Dutch asked me to go to the town and grab supplies and mail... Would you mind helping out?" You said sheepishly. He was quiet at first. You swore you saw him look you up and down. But then he just nodded.

"Alright. Let's go now, it's late already." He got up, walking over to the horses. You quickly followed, walking over to yours. Your arm was still bothering you, but you managed to beg Dutch into not informing anyone about your injurie. It was safer that way. Besides, you could treat it yourself.

Charles looked over to you as you mounted your horse, patting it. He couldn't help but smile slightly. Then he rode out of the camp, signing you to follow.

"How are you doing in the camp?" He looked towards you. You knew he was wasn't much of a talker, so it was surprising he actually sparked up a conversation. You cleared your throat before answering.

"Good... People are strange. Already got told I'll get a bullet in my head..."

"Yes, Micah can be like that. But don't mind him, there's no one he has been nice to."

You chuckle to yourself. You probably knew the type. Now like you haven't pretty much lived with people like him. Tough childhood, but thankfully no one was interested in it.

When you arrived at the town, you and Charles decided to split. Charles went to the general store to pick up the supplies, you headed for the mail.

There wasn't much people. Not even the clerk. You waited calmly when someone shows up. But no one did. You took a sigh and turned around, just to froze, realizing the presence of a gun. Pointed straight at. Your. Head.

Where's Charles when you need him?

[weepingguitar1968]

The Rolling Stones x You - An New Friend

(To people who hate Bill: Exit this post)

Year 1977

You decided to surprise the Stones. And that's exactly how you took the kitten.

A black little kitten.

You took him off the street. Someone threw him out.

You went to your neighbors and asked if anyone had lost it.

Everyone said no.

He had no collar and looked unkempt.

It looked like someone had thrown it out a few days earlier.

You were a little afraid of your friends' reactions, but you hoped that everything would be fine.

Just in case, you entered through the back door.

You were lucky because no one was sitting there.

Everyone was probably in their rooms.

Possibly in the bathroom.

Keith and Mick like to use the bathroom to make a marijuana smoking room there.

You opened the bathroom door slightly.

There was no one there.

Even better.

You went into the bathroom with the kitten and decided to clean it of all the dirt from the street.

The kitten was obviously happy to have found a home.

But he didn't know that there are 6 owners.

You are a cat lover, and whenever you see a kitten on the street, you want to pet it or adopt it.

You had to come to terms with the fact that there would be a fight over who would name him.

To avoid this, you had to think quickly.

You wanted to choose between Ringo and Roger.

Possibly Elvis or Davy.

You decided to name him Elvis.

And finally, the moment that had to come.

You had to show the cat to the Stones.

You sat down with him on the couch in the living room.

"GUYS! I HAVE A SURPRISE."

You thought they would kill you for having a cat in the house.

When you called them, Mick was doing a stair race with Ronnie.

They took blankets, and they came down, lying on these blankets.

The kitten hissed and curled up in your lap.

You calmed him down by stroking his back.

Ronnie quickly walked over and started stroking the kitten from every possible angle.

"OH MY GOD. KITTY. LITTLE KITTY!"

Ronnie was excited.

Mick crawled up behind him.

He started jumping for joy.

"FINALLY. MY DREAM CAME TRUE! WHAT IS HIS NAME?" you were convinced that there will be a battle for a name here.

"Elvis," you said, proud of yourself.

"SWEET!"

The kitten found out that Mick and Ronnie are not dangerous.

Then Bill came down.

When he saw Elvis, he walked up to you and politely asked if he could hold him.

Of course you agreed, adding "be careful he doesn't bite you or something."

Bill loved animals.

And you didn't think he also loved cats.

"What's his name? Have you given him a name yet?" Bill asked.

“I named him Elvis,” you said, noticing Keith walking towards you.

"Oooh, who's this cutie?" Keith asked.

You were about to answer, but Mick interrupted you.

"Are you talking about me or Elvis?" Mick asked, smiling suspiciously.

"But wait a minute, this cat's name is Elvis?" Keith asked and you replied "Yes. I named him that. I brought him off the street."

Keith patted Elvis on the head.

And Charlie came in...

When he saw Elvis, he looked...

scared?

"GET THIS BEAST OUT OF HERE" Charlie said.

You were surprised because Charlie had never shown any hatred towards cats.

“Charlie, calm down, it's just a little kitten. He won't hurt you because he's scared." you said, trying to calm Charlie's fear.

"Are you sure? What if it turns out that he is aggressive? That he will attack everyone here? Has he even been washed?" he said, moving back further.

"He won't hurt you. I washed him before you came. He's not aggressive. Even if he hisses at you, don't be afraid. He's more afraid of you than you are of him." you assured moving a little closer to Bill.

"He's sweet," Bill said, handing Elvis back to you.

"Do you want to hold him?" you asked, to which Charlie after a long moment replied, "I can."

So you gave him the kitten.

And he fell asleep in Charlie's arms.

"Is it alive or dead?" Charlie asked, not knowing what to do.

"HE IS ALIVE." you scolded Charlie.

[dalmascan-requiem]

Golmore Prelude: Rings

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Eir takes something so he can return it to its rightful owner.

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Read on AO3 or keep reading after the jump

content warnings: none

Part of FFxivWrite 2023

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Day six's prompt for FFxivWrite2023 is Ring! I've actually had lore involving rings and the boys' home village for the longest time... but I never put pen to paper. I think that was mostly because I was going to do a lore dump post... but honestly, I liked writing this a bit more :)

Eir scoffs lightly as he enters the cave. Figures it's easy to get past the lookouts when I've spent years avoiding them all… The blue-haired Viera never thought the animosity he faced in the village would lead to anything useful, but his excellent ability to remain unseen and unheard proved vital now.

This unassuming cave was the most important place in his small village--the elders might even call it 'sacred'. It was here where Wood Warders were chosen, where matters were deliberated and decided upon… and where punishments were carried out.

Eir's mood sours as he waits for his eyes to adjust to the darkness of the cave. Reyna… you idiot. Why did you do it?

A bitter part of his mind replied almost immediately. Because he was protecting you. Because this is your fault.

~

Eir was on his way back to the village far earlier than he had planned. Generally, the Wood Warder looked to return as little as possible--there wasn't much for him there beyond angry looks and dark remarks, anyway.

But something was wrong. Eir's ability to hear the Green Word was never strong, only whispers at the best of times. However, there was now a strong urge that something was awry--and that something involved Rehw-Bidit. Something had happened to Reyna.

Reyna was the best Wood Warder that the village had seen in decades, so Eir knew that he didn't simply fall to a random beast or intruder in the jungle. No, something else had to have happened, and he was going to get his answers in the village.

What Eir didn't expect, however, was the open hostility he got the moment he stepped foot through the gate.

"What are you doing here?" The tone in the guard's voice made it clear she was not pleased to see him.

"Something's happened to Reyna."

The guard tsks and crosses her arms, showing no concern for Eir's remark. "Truly, that's what you came back for? And you didn't even sense anything until now? Figures." She glares down at Eir for a moment before continuing. "He's been exiled."

The blunt statement shocked Eir. "Exiled? Why?"

"You ask why?" The guard spat the words at Eir, any shred of civility now gone. "He let an intruder escape, on purpose."

What? No, he didn't…

"This is your fault, I just know it. Reyna's too good a Wood Warder to let so major of an error happen--everyone knew he was protecting you. But he refused to tell the truth of the matter, and the elders' hands were forced."

Eir stood there silently, attempting to process everything. Impossible, why did this happen? He didn't have long to dwell on it, however, when the guard brandished her spear and pointed it at Eir's chest. "To think we're still plagued with your existence while he was exiled… Leave. You are not wanted here."

As much as Eir wanted to argue with the guard, the look in her eyes was threatening and deadly--she would have no qualms running him through. He wouldn't be surprised if she was looking for a reason to do just that. They always are.

"Fine." Eir spun on his heel and left, unwilling to grant the guard her wish. This… truly is my fault, though...

~

Eir blinks a few times, finally able to make out some shapes in the dark cave. I need to hurry and find them… While he didn't alert anyone, should he get caught, Eir knew it'd be his death. He was never a match for most of the warriors in the village, let alone the other Wood Warders, so he'd never be able to fight his way out.

He moves quickly but quietly, scanning the tables and shelves. Eventually, his eyes land on a small sack, and he picks it up. While he couldn't see the sack's contents, he could tell by the weight and feel it was what he was looking for.

Reyna's rings… they shouldn't have taken them from you. Not for this. I'm so sorry… Eir quickly slips the sack into a pocket. 

I will return these to you, if nothing else. Even if you want nothing more to do with me.

~

"Wow, Reyna, soon enough you're going to need to start carrying your rings on a necklace. You have so many already!"

Eir grabs Reyna's left hand, turning it back and forth to look at the rings that adorned it. A multitude of small bands decorated most of his fingers, and the sight made Eir chuckle. "You're truly impressive. All these rings… You've already achieved so much as a Wood Warder. We're not even 70 yet!"

"Eir, stop…" Reyna tugs at his hand, looking away from the other Viera. "They're just pieces of metal, they don't mean anything."

"Oh come now, don't be like that." Eir pokes at a ring on Reyna's thumb. "You can't say saving the elder from a rampaging coeurl is nothing." He turns the fuchsia-eyed Viera's wrist and points to another ring on his pinky. "And this one, for your mastery with blades. Most Wood Warders don't get this for at least another few decades!"

Reyna huffs and tugs at his hand again, his cheeks turning the faintest shade of red. "Alright, alright, they mean something, can you stop now?"

Eir chuckles and lets go of Reyna's hand. "You just need the reminder sometimes, my friend. A new ring is always worthy of celebration!"

"I suppose." Reyna grabs a stick and pokes at the fire. A short silence falls between the two, neither of them wishing to mention what they both knew was true. Eir always made a big show of celebrating Reyna's accomplishments, and while he was proud of his friend, it was also because his own hands bore only a few rings of his own.

After a moment, Eir pulls out his harp and strums a few notes before smirking at Reyna. "I noticed your ring finger is still bare, though. Ironic, isn't that?"

Reyna huffs in annoyance. "Is that really so unusual? I don't have anyone I wish to bond with."

"Much to the chagrin of every woman in the village."

"I have to help them bear children regardless, why would I need to bond with one if I don't have feelings for them?"

Eir chuckles. "Okay, I won't tease you about it anymore, Reyna." He strums on his harp again, beginning a song in earnest. "Why don't I sing you something instead? To celebrate your new accomplishment?"

"You're really going to start with that racket tonight?" "I thought you liked my singing!"

~

Eir ducks out of the cave, moving a bit away from the entrance before double-checking the contents of the sack. Yes, this is all of them. Thank goodness I got here before they melted them down.

The Viera wastes no time in getting back to the outskirts of the village--he didn't want to get caught while the lookouts changed shifts.

Reyna never told me he was leaving… though I suppose he wouldn't have had the chance. Eir lets out a long sigh. But now I don't know where you've went…

He leans up against a tree, thinking of what they've learned about the world outside the jungle. All his mind went to was the desert kingdom that bordered the jungle. Dalmasca… that's likely where he went. Eir nods to himself and checks his scant belongings. So that's where I'll go too.

Eir takes a look back at the village--a place he held no love for, but the only place he knew. He can't quite place how he feels, looking upon it for the final time. It didn't matter much, though, as he turned and headed back into the forest. To Dalmasca.

[allmightydepression]

I saw a post telling that kenjaku was choosing the right moment to take over geto, but a question arises with this, why did they wait so long if they could've just taken him post breakdown and changing sides? One thing which we should remember is that kenjaku cares about the advantage they obtain not the person who holds it, and this led to a series of thoughts:

1) Earlier we see noritoshi kamo(the older one) had the knowledge to produce what one would assume half cursed spirits half humans, hence the abortion and the birth of the death painting womb and that essentially is a way to obtain powerful curses on their side even if they weren't completely a curse they still had a motive to be against the jujutsu sorcerers.

2)If we continue on that trail of thought, kenjaku must have taken an advantage of the knowledge they obtained previously, to take over the body of yuuji's mom for bringing yuuji into the world a half curse half human and also a vessel powerful enough to contain sukuna somewhat (atleast what we see till now), that way he once again makes a chance for himself to contain a powerful curse on their side, no less someone who is the king of curses.

3)Going on this timeline, the next one on the list is geto, now geto is a marvel of this era that kenjaku would love to gain, now I've read takes saying he was observing geto to take him over once completely breaks down, which is a pretty logical reasoning, but why didn't kenjaku immediately do that? To me the answer for that is geto's plan to obtain Rika. If you go back all the way up and read the highlighted sentence, the wait to obtain geto makes perfect sense because they would've directly gained the queen of curses, but the plan failed and while they didn't get Rika, they once again obtained a way to obtain curses and another thing that ill come back to later on.

4)Now that yuuji was old enough to enroll to jujutsu tech, it shouldn't be a surprise for anyone to think that kenjaku planted a curse that couldn't have been defeated without him consuming sukuna's finger, because kenjaku's observation also includes the fact that he knew that people from the jujutsu tech would check upon the way too old stevenson's screen, Now one would question the curse that almost killed megumi as a result of that as well, to which my answer would be if you observe-megumi's shikigami did defeat the previous curses, so why is it that this curse is way more powerful than the previous ones and comes later into the fight, and another thing that was so well orchestrated was that yuuji attending a school in Sendai, which is nearer to Tokyo than to Kyoto, meant that kenjaku already knew if something like this were to occur gojo would come into check and the conservatives won't get their hand on this case first, because the one thing he learned from last time observing the yuuta situation, is that gojo will ensure a future for kids like him, and this eases off the job for kenjaku getting fingers directly to yuuji that they couldn't get a hand on and the fingers that they wouldn't feed yuuji are stolen in the tournament arc along with the death painting wombs, once again obtaining a way to power up their side.

5)And then the addition to his variety of side plans was the birth of mahito and getting him on his side and mahito brought another game changer for kenjaku on the table, the ability to change the shape of the souls of humans and control them and amplify their physical capabilities as mindless killing machines, but the problem with that is most of them don't survive it and if they do don't last for long. 

6)And then on the night of shibuya, geto's power and past brings out things on the table that worked wonders for kenjaku- being gojo's closed one making it easier for them to seal gojo in the prison realm which is what I said that I would bring up later on in geto's paragraph, and then using geto's powers to absorb mahito as his abilities are too useful for him to give up.

And as you observe these events a sequence of different concepts that is:                                          getting the knowledge of birthing half humans half cursed spirits -> getting the powers to absorb curses -> absorbing a curse that knows how to morph humans into something more curselike. 

》》 Which makes me think that what if kenjaku is trying to convert everyone into powerful cursed spirits, with yuuji and okkotsu along with other powerful sorcerers in the games made for only the strongest to survive, gojos birth which brought imbalance to the world and hence the curses tried getting stronger and him trapped is making them both stronger and noone powerful enough to balance that out,mahitos ability to manipulate and his very origin being from human beings and them collecting so many curses when you combine those two out there's a very good possibility that kenjaku's trying to turn humans into cursed spirits that they still would have control over, while wiping out the jujutsu sorcerers who would hinder in their plan,it's safe to say that Kenjaku is planning an instrumentality project bringing an artificial evolution.

》》 What impresses me more was the patience for waiting to an era where they have a vessel for sukuna to summon the king of curses, existence of the queen of curses,the knowledge of the death womb painting, birth of  a curse being able to manipulate souls of humans, birth of a sorcerer that made curses get more powerful because of the imbalance, all of them as resources and what brings all of them together is an instrument that was geto suguru and his cursed technique.

《 The amount of intricacy that went down in kenjaku's planning is what makes them such an amazing antagonist of the series, they challenge the concept of existence and change itself, forcing an evolution of their own to create a utopia of their fantasies. 》

[naranjapetrificada]

3, 14, 24?

Thank you ❤️❤️❤️

I can always count on you when there's a fic writers ask game going around!

To literally no one's surprise, the answers got long enough that I want to put them behind a cut:

3. how you feel about your current WIP

Quite good, actually! It's weird having a neutral attitude toward the act of writing after so many years carrying so much baggage around it. Conceptually I'm fairly confident about the world and many of the upcoming story beats, although my confidence falters sometimes thinking about the execution of those things. But I feel like I'm learning a lot, I have smart and supportive beta readers, and the enthusiasm it's been met with is just lovely.

Like I know longfics are tough, and at the rate I'm going it's gonna take me more than a year to finish it (unless something changes pretty radically?), but there's no point in borrowing trouble by worrying too much about that. The most important thing right now for future sustainability is not stressing myself out about finishing it earlier than that. It will be finished when it's finished and in the mean time I just want to keep having fun with it.

14. where do you get your inspiration?

Inspiration is such an interesting topic to me because for me, it's one of those things that's completely passive until it's not. It's kinda like what I said on a different post yesterday about inspiration being like a chemical reaction, but closer to alchemy than modern chemistry. By reading and experiencing life and other stuff you end up with a lot of things in a pot, and sometimes those things will react to each other. Or sometimes you'll accidentally add a volatile catalyst and soon that pot is boiling.

When it comes to more actively seeking inspiration, I regularly think about that thing Don Draper said on Mad Men, about thinking about whatever you need inspiration for a while, deeply, and then not thinking about it at all. I guess that's a more active version of that alchemy metaphor, where you're actively seeking things to throw in the pot. Sometimes that's just what the act of worldbuilding is. And sometimes there's no catalyst beyond lighting a fire under it, but a watched pot never boils.

(The one exception to that is if I'm struggling to like, generate scenes, it can help to go into research mode.)

24. how do you recharge when you’re not feeling creative?

Reading is obvs in heavy rotation, fic or otherwise.

Despite my intense interest in OFMD, I haven't been a big TV watcher for a few years now! Anyone in this fandom already knows how the TV landscape is, and it's been headed this way for a long time. So not a lot of that!

For the past 5+ years though I've gotten quite into video games in a way that I wasn't before. I mean I always played games of one kind or another, usually PC stuff like the Sims, but I didn't Get Into Gaming until later. Because I was "late" to gaming I've been in a bit of a bubble because I've been playing catch-up, so there are so many high-quality, important, and influential games that I've gotten to play in the past several years. I don't know what I'm gonna do once I'm "caught up" and have to wait for new releases like everyone else lol.

Gaming has actually done a lot to inform my thoughts and feelings about storytelling, which I may or may not write about on tumblr eventually. I've also gotten really interested in thinking about game mechanics as narrative mechanics and the overlap between different ways of experiencing story. Environmental storytelling, for example, makes my brain all tingly ☺️

Unsurprisingly some of my favorite games are ones with deep lore, like almost everything put out by Arkane Studios (the Dishonored series, Deathloop, Prey, etc). Bring up pretty much anything about Arkane and I'll talk your ear off. I also really value the Horizon games despite some serious mechanical flaws. And now I'm going to consciously cut myself off abruptly or this paragraph will quickly become my entire day.

[luvingshidou]

I HATE MYSELF RN. I had a request about how bllk boys would react walking in on us like doing ballet stretches or doing ballet and like we haven't told them so they'd be surprised , and I was writing, and by accident I posted it wouldn't let me private it, and I deleted it. CUZ IM SLOW BUT anways here's ur request, anon!!! (I'm acc stupid pls forgive me😞😞💔💔💔💔)

MESMERISED.

bllk boy x fem! ballerina! reader

THANK U ANON ILY🫶🫶🫶😇😇😇 SORRY AGAINNN

established relationship

probs ooc

characters: rin itoshi, shidou ryusei & michael kaiser.

RIN ITOSHI

Rin was coming back from practice he was earlier than usual. He texted you saying that he was coming home early, but you didn't answer he figured you were just sleeping like you usually were. As soon he got to the house, he walked to the living room to find you mid stretch. Your ballet shoes on the floor beside you. Shit, how were you going to explain this to Rin.

"Rin, look, I'm sorry for not telling you—" You say you felt bad for keeping it a secret from him. Rin didn't say anything back but just stood there in suprise.

"Why??? Why didn't you tell me??? It's not like I was going to hate you for it." Rin finally says, a very, very slight frown on his face.

"Yeah, yeah, I know, I actually haven't told anyone, I was scared people would make fun of me for ballet and doing ballet shows." You say it was true you were scared you get made fun of, so you ultimately kept it a secret.

"That's a stupid fucking reason, why would I make fun of you for ballet???" Rin looked down at you raising an eyebrow. You knew you should have told him sooner, but you were you'd always get nervous and pussy out of saying it to him. H

"I knowwww, I'm sorry." You say, frowning slightly. You felt guilty for not telling him. Really guilty.

"Just next time, let me see one of your ballet shows, alright???" He says, smiling slightly as he looked at you.

SHIDOU RYUSEI

Shidou was currently walking to your house. He was bored and wanted to hang out with you. As he walked to your house, he rang the doorbell but no answer, he rang the doorbell again but you still hadn't answered. Luckily, he may or may not have stolen your spare keys. He opened the door and called out to you.

"BABEEEEEEEE." He called out, but he was met with silence. He walked over to your living room to see you practing your positioning, headphones in which somehow blocked you from hearing him. You nearly felt soul leave your body when you saw him stood there.

"Ryu, what the fuck—" You say, but were immediately met with Shidou wrapping his arms around your waist, spinning you around.

"PRINCESSSS, YOU DIDN'T TELL ME YOU DID BALLET?!?!?" Shidou says, grinning as he continues to spin you around. He continues spinning you for another couple of second before he stops.

"Ryu— I was planning on telling you sometime, I was." You say, letting out a sigh. "I just didn't know how to tell you."

"Yeah, yeah, doesn't matter now!!! Ya know, you should have told meeee I could have cheered my baby on." He says, still grinning, still hugging your waist.

"You can come to my next competition???" You say, smiling softly at him as he clung to you.

"REALLYYYYYYYY??????" He says as he starts to spin you around again, a wide ass grin still on his face.

MICHAEL KAISER

Michael was coming back from a photo shoot, some brand or something. For once, he was actually early coming home to you. He was tired from posing all day, so he couldn't wait to cuddle up with you. As soon as he opened the door, he caught you mid spin. You moved so gracefully that he couldn't help but stare at you he was practically mesmerised by you. As you finished, you saw Michael standing there.

"Micha, why are ya home so early?!?!?" You say, slightly surprised, your cheeks flushed from embarrassment. You haven't told Michael that you do ballet shows sometimes.

"Fucking hell angel, you move so gracefully, I think I might be hypnotised." Michael say, chucking slightly as he walks up to you, smirking to himself.

"Micha, I wanted to tell you I did ballet and ballet shows, but— it could distract you from your football—" You tried to explain yourself as best as you could but Michael cut you off.

"That doesn't matter, love. I want to watch your show, no matter what, you hear me." Michael says, his smirking growing wider. "Can't wait to tell everyone this pretty ballerina is mine."

(GIVE ME SUGGESTIONS FOR CHARACTERS IF YOU WANT A PART 2)

[chruper]

So uh hi

Long time no see huh

Well anyway 🤭

In June, I posted a short drabble with my OCs, Nick and Matt. It didn't have a good reach, like, at all, but well, who cares. I'm having a good day so I thought that I'll post a story about how they started dating. A confession shot basically. So if you want, you can read it. If not, well, don't.

Ah, school trips. Amazing vibe, warm pre-summer evenings. Time for parties, grills and who knows what else. Perfect time to get closer to your classmates, make new friends, upgrade the existing relationships. Even though it's only lasting a week, that is not an obstacle for a certain boy. Nick Sheridan- a 2nd grader crushing madly on his fellow classmate- Matt Keiser. His little crush-thingy was going on for 5 months now, and he felt like it was the time to finally confess to Matt. Not that he wasn't scared, of course he was. What if he said something dumb? Matt could never talk to him again or treat him as a weirdo. What if Matt wasn't even attracted to guys? Didn't he have a girlfriend some time ago? Nick really was trying to calm down. Although more and more bad thoughts came to his mind with every second. Different scenarios of how wrong this could go didn't make it any better. But he couldn't give up just like that. Not when he's standing before an ideal chance to confess.

Matt, on the other hand, was absolutely oblivious about Nick's crush on him. He didn't realize how often his friend blushed at his sight, or how he was trying to get closer to him- physically and emotionally. Matt, in fact, was blinded by his own feelings. And so the adventures of these messed up teens in love carried on. Little did they know about mutual feelings they had for each other.

The end of the trip was coming closer and closer. Nick knew he couldn't wait any longer or his chance would be gone. He was feeling confident enough to confess, but he didn't want it to be necessarily public. And that was the only thing that stayed in his way. The thing is- except for him and Matt, there were plenty other people in their chalet. Not to mention that they were in fact, surrounded by a bunch of other houses with their classmates who could hear everything. Luckily enough, there was a certain place, far from anyone, where they could be alone- a grand pier at the lakeside.

To Nick's surprise, it was Matt who made the first move. Well, "the first move" is too much to say. Nick didn't know what was going on yet. His friend just casually approached him and said that he had something important to tell him. Nick of course followed him without hesitation and the place Matt took him to was nowhere else than the pier he was thinking about earlier. "Sooo... " Nick started "What did you want to tell me?"

"Look, it's weird and all of sudden" Matt said "But I know I can trust you, and to be fair you're the only person I think could help me" he continued nervously. The other boy just nodded to him to continue "So you came out as gay to us like a year ago, right? But how did you know that... You know? You like dudes?" Matt blurted out without thinking and immediately got red. Nick on the other hand, was pretty chill about it.

"Well, I don't really know. I guess it's one of these things you just... feel?" the blonde answered. He looked into Matt's eyes for a few long seconds. Maybe it was the aura around them that made his insides turn, maybe it was just his crush's presence. "If it's all about what you feel, then... " Matt started, shaking slightly. The brown-eyed teen knew it was his moment. A moment to confess. If only he could find the right words. He tried to say something, but his everything just stopped working. By the force of impulse, he grabbed Nick's shoulders and pressed his lips against his own. They were soft. They were warm. In fact, both of the boys wanted that kiss to last forever, but as soon as they ran out of air, they pulled apart. They looked into each other's eyes once again, smiling. Wild blush went through their faces, they were as red as tomatoes, but it wasn't a problem right now. Nothing was a problem. Nick smiled warmly, as he embraced his crush and whispered in his ear "I've had a massive crush on you, since the first grade actually. You were the reason I realized I'm gay" Matt couldn't help but blush even harder. When they finally let go of one another, they both smiled and Matt said "I don't think I have to say anything right now".

"You definitely don't have to" Nick started "I guess that makes us boyfriends, right?" he asked shyly. "Yeah, I guess. Actually. HELL YES IT DOES" Matt exclaimed, smiling. Adrenaline still rushing through his veins.

And so, the two young lovers went back to their chalet, hand in hand. The shock they both were in made it feel like a fever dream, but it surely wasn't. It was all very real.

[thedaredevilsgirl]

Coworkers Should Not Kiss

Warnings: Drinking (both characters don't get drunk) Smut (Sex in public, sex in the bathroom,Pulling Hair, oral -man receiving-, unprotected sex -use condoms! -) there may be grammatical errors (English is not my first language) Totally fictitious content.

Word count: 1191

A/N: The One shot with Andrew is my post with the most likes and many of my followers have asked me to write more for it, so in answer to their requests and my great passion for this man here it is

He lifted her onto you lap, pinning her against the wall as he kissed her fervently, his hands entering her shirt and his fingers tracing their way all over her abdomen.

  Kisses begin to be spread all over her neck making her throw her head back in ecstasy.

  "Andrew" you whisper and he grabs your frames tighter holding you close to his body. It takes a few seconds for you to realize what you have done.

  You are thankful that you said it very quietly and the microphone didn't pick up you moaning your scene partner's name and not his character's name and you hope that Andrew didn't hear your mistake either.

 Maybe it had been a bad idea to fall in love with your co-worker but it wasn't your fault that Andrew was so beautiful, caring and thoughtful, that passion just happened. But his calling your name while recording an intimate scene was awkward.

When the director finally yells cut it's your cue to leave the studio as quickly as possible and hide in your dressing room until you have to shoot the next scene. You still had to shoot 3 more scenes with Andrew that day before you could finally go to your hotel and hide under several pillows while thinking about the embarrassment you had gone through.

"Hey Y/N" Andrew's voice calls you before you can get into your dressing room, you turn to look at him and he smiles "The whole cast is going out for drinks, I thought you might want to come" he invites.

"I don't know, I'm kind of tired, maybe it's not a good idea".

"It'll just be a few drinks and it won't be as much fun without you" Andrew says, by the way he spoke it didn't sound like he had heard your mistake from earlier and that made her incredibly relieved.

"Ok, I'll go" you agree and he smiles excitedly "I'll just change my clothes first and meet you there".

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When everyone from the cast is finally at the bar the drinks are placed on the table, the lack of seating made you end up sitting next to Andrew and just the proximity to him already made your body completely warm.

You admired how easy it was for him to keep the conversation going with everyone at the table, even though that night his attention was very focused on you, maybe it was just a figment of your incredibly fertile imagination, but you really wanted to believe it was true.

"Let's get more drinks" he whispers to you when he notices your empty glass, you just nod and follow him to the bar.

The two of you stop in front of the counter as you wait to be served.

"Did you like the scenes today?" he asks.

"Hmm, I think so, things between our characters are evolving very well."

"Yeah" he laughs "Especially after that sex scene" you blush heavily upon hearing that.

"Yes, that scene..."

"Don't worry, I don't think anyone heard you moaning my name" you look at him, shit, he had heard it.

"I'm sorry about that" you wish you could disappear at that moment.

"No need to apologize honey"

"It was just something in the heat of the moment, I didn't mean to moan your name" You try to explain.

"You didn't mean to? It's a shame, because I could have sworn you liked me" at a teasing tone in your voice "But it's really so sad that you don't, because I really like you a lot"

"Do you?" She asks in surprise without being able to take her eyes off him.

"Yes..." He moves even closer to your body "You don't know how much I wish that sex scene was real, I think about it all the time"

"We can do this now" you say in a sudden spike of courage and he smiles in response.

He takes your hand and starts to pull you towards one of the bathrooms.

"Do you think they will notice we are gone?" You ask before looking over to the table where your cast mates were sitting and realizing that they were too entertained in their own conversation to notice you and Andrew running away.

"I don't care if they notice" Andrew says before walking in along with you and locking the door "All I want to do now is kiss you.

You are the first to take an initiative, pulling him by the collar of his shirt and gluing your lips together, his strong hands grab your waist and pull you closer to his body.

"Are you sure about that?" He asks, you answer him by kissing him again before whispering a small yes.

The two of you pull away as your breath is needed and you are soon falling to your knees before him, your fingers are nimble as you open your feel and unbutton your pants lowering it down along with your boxer just enough to expose your already hard member.

"Fuck" Andrew sighs as he feels the first touch of your tongue on him, one of your hands grab your hair in a ponytail as you place it almost entirely in your mouth jerking him off with hand on the part where you couldn't reach.

"That feels so good" his voice was husky as he sighed every time he felt your mouth "you're so good at this baby" you speed up your movements feeling the throbbing in your mouth but he pulls your hair slightly pulling you away from his member making you moan in frustration, he helps you up.

"I want to cum with you around me" is all he says before he sits you down on the sink counter and rips your panties off.

He lifts her dress and watches her wet intimacy for him, two of his fingers run over her slit capturing her arousal before he brings the same fingers to his lips and tastes, he closes his eyes as if he is tasting the most delicious thing of all.

"So sweet" he whispers before kissing her fiercely making her taste her own on his tongue.

You both moan audibly as he finally enters you. His thrusts start slowly, he was trying to figure out exactly how you liked it and he manages to do it quickly, soon the speed increases and with each thrust you feel like you might pass out from ecstasy.

"Please don't stop" you sigh throwing your head back while he spreads kisses all over the place, one of his hands grab your thigh lifting you up, that position made him hit your pleasure point right on the spot over and over again "Please Andrew, I need to cum" his thumb makes circular movements on your clit and you feel you are getting closer and closer.

"Com for me honey" only a few more strokes are needed for the two of you to finally climax together.

He rests his forehead against yours as you both take a gasping breath trying to catch your breath, you both smile at each other before Andrew captures your lips once again this time in a slower kiss.

"I don't think coworkers should kiss" you joke and he laughs at your joke.

"Then I hope no one finds out about our little secret".