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cherriebbyyyy · 7 months ago

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Does your Mother Know?

Fem!Sergio"Checo"Perez X Franco Colapinto/Drunk Hookup/SFW/1.4k Words Winter Warmer 2024 Day 4 Prompt: ❤️‍🔥 Frottage

Sergio wasn’t used to going out often since she had lost her inhibitions that one time in Monaco better safe than sorry. Plus this year there was nothing to really celebrate anyways. Yet here she was dragged out to Max’s Champion Celebration in Las Vegas, her wife had pushed her to go out and joined her at the first club but somewhere along the way went home leaving Sergio out and in good spirits after quite a few drinks.

She was pouring herself another drink in the section when she felt a hand slide around the small of her back. ‘Men’ she thought it was a touch she was used to when people needed to get round her.

“Con permiso” she heard an Argentine accent brush her ear. She whipped her head around to see Franco there hand still at the small of her back unmoving.

“Provecho” she said, starting to move out of the hold and gesturing to the table assuming he wanted a drink as well.

“What are you drinking? Can you make me one” he asked, not letting her out of his grasp, lips still brushing her ear.

“Can you even drink here?” she chuckles, moving her head away from him. If anyone got a picture now she can only imagine what horrible things they would write about her now, they had already been with the story that she was sleeping for her spot.

“I’m 25” he yelled over the horrid edm that was playing smirking at her.

“25? If you're 25 then I’m also 25” she laughs, handing him the drink in her hand, making another one for herself. She could not believe this kid, his baby face making him look barely legal.

“We can be 25 together.” he insisted, raising the cup at her. She clinks the cup, wishing she was 25 again, not worrying about the Scrutiny she’s going to face every race weekend. She chugs her cup feeling the burn of the tequila soda with way too much tequila in it down her throat. Franco looks at her in a bit of awe as copies her and downs the rest of his drink making a face as he also gets hit with the taste. It brings a smile to her face, it’s been a while since anyone’s tried to impress her.

“¿Que mierda fue eso, Puro Tequila?” He said reaching for a lime and pouring himself a soda water.

“It had some soda” she shouted over the music feeling warm spread through her it was probably a triple she had poured, she poured pretty heavy. It wasn’t the only effect she was feeling, Franco here acting like a fool she was slowly forgetting all the media questions she fields that haunt her.

He sits back on the couch and Checo follows, leaving space between them and running a hand through her long brunette hair, feeling the dampness of the roots. She hadn’t realized how hot it was getting. She sighs in relief of being off her feet even though she only had a small black kitten heel the night or maybe morning she didn’t know her phone had died after the second club was catching up to her. She just wasn’t as young as she used to be and there is only so much a Red Bull can do through the night.

“You look beautiful tonight” Franco said as closed the gap between like a true f1 driver again coming close to her ear again to say it. She knew what he was doing, it was cute the way he kept chasing her down, liquor probably making him act bold. He was very flirty on track but she just chalked it up to his personality. He flirted with everyone on the paddock batting his blue eyes at anyone that looked his way. Maybe he was just having his fun now flirting with if he wanted a sure thing he could have gotten anyone at the club tonight being the hottest thing in f1 at the moment, he just probably just needed someone who wouldn’t run to the press he was having his issues with the press. She wasn’t even wearing anything spectacular, just a simple black dress that Caro had gotten her and her makeup was minimal just wearing a red lip and some sparkles around her eyes.

“Ya bájale” she said, pulling away again looking at him under the club lights that gave him a reddish hue. She took a good look at his face with a few moles and bits of acne scattered across. He had a hungry look in his eyes, in this lighting they didn’t even look blue. He needed to go bark up another tree, because after the bullshit of his last fling moving up to a mother of 4 was going to be a worse hell for them both.

“No I mean it Guapísima, this is very nice” he reiterated, bringing his hand down to the hem of the dress that rested on the middle of her thigh and rubbing it between his fingers. She looked down at his actions and back to his eyes that yearned with want and it was so nice to be wanted maybe just maybe. She looked down at his lips and back at his eyes when he started to lean in, she hadn’t seen a single flash tonight so she closed the gap. Feeling the hand on her thigh begin to creep up her dress as he deepens the kiss slipping in his tongue. They eat each other's faces for a few moments until she feels something wet go down her shoulders. Snapping her back into reality as she pushes the boy who is more than 10 years her junior away realizing it was his club soda that he has split down her arm.

"AH-"

"Ah perdón, let me get you a napkin"

As Franco turned to do that Sergio stood up making her way towards the outside patio of the club, it was the way she came in she thought vaguely. Looking around to see if anyone had caught them. She pushed her way through the sweaty bodies not saying goodbye to anyone, everyone was obviously in their own worlds. She makes her way up the stairs and down the hall finally seeing the exit to the patio. Still dark, good.

"Ah Dios" she shouts as she feels a hand on her pull her back and crowds her against the wall as she feels a kiss on her throat with the barely there stubble of the kid.

"Please Sergio I thought we were getting somewhere." he whines against her neck

She picks up his chin and looks him in the eye because she is too old to be playing these games. Noticing the incriminating red stains on his face, she hadn't realized how deep they had been kissing feeling almost blushing but chased away that feeling because she shouldn't even be entertaining this.

"Nene I understand that chasing older women is funny joke but I am not the person to be playing these games with go find someone else I'm she will be more enthusiastic"

"It's not a joke, does this feel like a joke" He said as he crowded her again, he really needed to get a new move Checo really was missing her personal space. She felt his rough jeans rubbing on her thigh and the pressure that was pressing behind them and the wet kisses trailing up her neck. She gives in one more time pulling his head up by his hair to connect their lips once more. He gasps into the kiss letting her lead as chases his pleasure on her thigh. She pulls on his hair moaning as he feels his hand on her breast groping her and pushing himself harder on her thigh when she feels his hips stutter and his lips come to a stop as he gives a pathetic moan and slumps into her neck.

She starts to giggle because did he really just do that? She lets her head hit the wall behind her not caring for the slight pain because the situation was so ridiculous. God why did she even let it get this far, she was going to take this as a learning lesson because in all her years boys still haven't changed, this is why she married a woman. A woman who she needs to get back to.

"Let's go to my room, I'll be ready to go again I promise." Franco tells her with no ounce of shame.

"I have to get back to Caro"

"She can come too"

Checo just laughs at the gall of this kid and pushes him off her, not bothering to give him a response as she makes her way out of this club.

#Longer than i expected #what is this shipname???#Franco was on the hunt #winterwarmers2024 #formula one rpf #sergio perez #franco colapinto #my fic #chanco #freco

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imagine-silk · 2 years ago

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Peter carrying around the reader and squeezing them super tight is so adorable ahh

I can imagine the reader having a bad day (maybe they took their mask off for a little but got really over-stimulated without their lenses dimming the lights, anything really) so they go to Peter for a hug. Peter is very willing to oblige, even if he's got some meeting with Miguel and other spiders, he will just bring the reader with him even if Miguel tries to tell him no. Peter's also pretty sure the reader is way too busy trying to focus on calming down to even listen to whatever they're talking about in the meeting

》The very same thought came to me while writing the other one. A man of culture I see.

Peter B taking Autistic!Younger!Spider to a meeting

He felt more than a little bad. When you first came to him he was proud you came for help and he thought it would be an easy fix, it should have been. You got your mask back on and got to your apartment. Ten minutes later you called him again, under the blanket in the living room on the rug. By all means you should have been fine so why were you still crying?

He didn't blame you for anything or think it was a hassle, he just wanted you okay again. "What do you think you need?"

"A hug?" He wasn't going to deny it even though it sounded like a question. Peter slipped his arms under the blanket and pulled you out into his arms so he could hug you leaning back on the couch. If he actually moved onto the couch it could have made you more uncomfortable and he didn't want to test it. His back would deal with it later.

It was hard to say how long you were there. Not long enough. "Peter, I need you to come in."

"I'm a bit busy." Peter knew you were still awake, just didn't want to move. Miguel was in charge but Peter had never been afraid of him.

"No you're not." There was a back and forth. Peter said he didn't want to leave you and Miguel said 'too bad' and that leaving you was the responsible thing to do. He wouldn't always be there and you were halfway there so it would be good to ease into learning to deal by yourself. Peter gave him a smile that held mischievous smug intent. "Do not bring them here."

It was almost comical how he walked in with your feet dangling. "Jesucristo, ¿por qué pensé que alguna vez escucharías? Estoy loco para pensar eso."

"I planned ahead. You won't even know we're here."

"That's not the problem, tonto." Miguel said, dragging his hand down his face before letting it fall to his side. "This can be sensitive information meant for senior members only."

"You have eyes don't you? [Name]'s a bit out of commission." Before Miguel could continue Peter cut him off. "Glad we're on the same page." So there he sat at the round table with you smushed to his chest. He made no effort to move so Miguel gave in, not wanting to drag this out into a fight or bother you. Even if you were in a state to listen he knew you wouldn't do anything with the information and he did care for your well-being, that meant you stayed.

Every time you moved he held you harder. It was to reassure you while also keeping quiet. Peter did see how some of the others looked over every so often with various reasons and he carried on like nothing was different. But to them he knew it was probably weird he wasn't being loud and proud during a meeting. No, his pride was for a different reason and very silent.

The meeting was boring and it was over pretty quickly. Everyone shuffled out while Peter sat back with Miguel. "You're playing a dangerous game, Parker."

"That's not what you call me." He said with a small smirk. Miguel was less than amused. Peter didn't really care about how his obvious favoritism was received. "You still with me, kid?" There was no answer. "'S good sign."

Then someone started walking up and shouted to get their attention. "Hey, O'Hara, I was wondering-"

"Lyla." They said in unison and the door shut in the spider's face.

Translation: Jesus Christ, why did I think you would ever listen? I'm out of my mind to think that.

#atsv #ask and you shall receive #peter b. parker #miguel o'hara #autistic reader #gender neutral reader #marvel

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bam-monsterhospital · 1 year ago

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Wrothgar's Main Quest

When you look for people's overall opinions on the main quest in Wrothgar, you'll inevitably get the response that it was one of eso's stronger questlines; better written, not about a world-ending threat and so more down-to-earth and relatable, better characters, on and on. Then you go to play the main quest...

Wrothgar has the same problems as the rest of elder scrolls online. While it doesn't suffer the skeletal, bare-minimum, idiotic, did-you-just-use-chatgpt-to-produce-this? lack of writing skill more recent dlcs suffer from, Wrothgar still carries the root attitudes present all throughout eso that drag everything else down:

Spoilers for orsinium down below

The new king who is promoting change -in this case, progress- in a civilization is evil. His progressivism, enabling women of an entire species to step out of the unchallenged traditional role of marriage-slave and actually be people, is actually evil and needs to be stopped. It's toooooootally not about allowing women to be people because he too has an entire harem of wives in his palace. No really guys, he's bad news and you shouldn't go along with him or like him because he killed a guy!

His mom is eeeeevilll. Never trust an old lady. Never trust a mom, OR a momma's boy. The new religion she's pushing is pushing out the old religion, and no we're never ever going to talk about how (even in orc cultural knowledge) the otherworldly foci of these two religious movements are the SAME BEING. NEVER ADDRESSED. NEVER TALKED ABOUT. What, you want a solution to this problem? you want integration or mixing or acceptance? fuck you, this is eso. Religions that the writers don't see as xtianity stand-ins are evil cults; that's how things work right?

Lesbians? hahaha, no lesbians don't exist. Why would orc women be into other women, they're state-mandated to not be. Those two ladies running the bathhouse in orsinium? no shhh don't pay attention to them.

you have to kill the change. obviously the best resolution for this entire questline isn't to allow space for more than one way of orcish life, no. we gotta go back to the butchering mormon-izing of malacath, and every woman needs to be a wife. that's the only way.

orcs are barbarians. look at this landscape littered with ruins; those ruins are from previous attempts at building up orsimer civilization. all destroyed by humans: bretons, nords, redguard. But shhh, don't think about that. Just traipse right on in, don't feel bad for the orsimer, that's not what this is about, pshhhhh ignore it. orcs are barbarians.

Of course there are good bits to it. Eveli's character is refreshing in that she actually goes through an arc: what starts as a naive eager-to-adventure person realizes adventuring involves a lot of politics, it's all very complicated, and people will always get hurt no matter what you do. Does she swear off adventuring? No, but she needs a breather to re-think things. It's good. They butchered her in blackwood, but in orsinium she's got the foundation for an interesting character.

And honestly I think that's what people remember most about the main questline in orsinium. That it had characters who acted like characters: consistently, in ways that make sense to what was established before, y'know, the basics of writing competently.

It's been a while since I've done orsinium and I enjoyed that aspect of it back then (also i love the architecture of the city of orsinium, its tall towers and how it actually looks like a city... not to mention wrothgar is beautiful)... but woof... yeah wrothgar is not devoid of its faults. I only really touched on one aspect, and didn't even go into detail on it; just tip-of-the-iceberg stuff i could remember off the top of my head.

#eso #wrothgar #orsinium #teso #ramblings

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kemendin · 2 years ago

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I have been wondering about for a few days now. How did Cas acquire the Rakata implants?

So for a bit of background, two of Caspian's core story elements (which I try to work into every version of him, in some way) are:

a) an unhealthy fascination with ancient technology (Wildstar: Eldan, ESO: Dwemer, Secret World: Third Age, etc)

b) getting his left hand massively fucked up in some way (mouthed off to the wrong crime lord, one of my other characters cut it off, woke up in a back alley and it was just gone, you know. Normal things)

Put these together and we end up with - ancient tech prosthetics!

In SWTOR specifically, Cas' ancient tech fascination winds up being the Rakata. Not sure where it starts - possibly on Tatooine with What Czerka Found (TM), possibly earlier, but in whatever free time the galaxy allows him he does a lot of research and studies whatever Rakatan artefacts he can get his hands on. (This is why Belsavis kinda sucks - he'd be having a really great time exploring the vaults if it weren't for all the ancient monstrosities being unleashed by stupid Imperials, not to mention wrestling with his Fortress trauma.)

Then we get to good times with the Revanites and their experiments with creating the Infinite Army by fusing Rakatan tech with living beings. The results are, naturally, horrific - but Cas can't help wondering if it was dialed back a whole, whole lot, maybe such tech would be viable as helpful implants. In what is not the most objectively good decision he's ever made, he makes sure the research is salvaged as much as it can be, and set aside (with extremely limited access, of course).

Fast forward to KOTFE and the carbonite nap. Like in canon, Cas nearly dies from the carbonite sickness, but it also ends up messing with his left hand in particular, leaving it shaky and weakened - not great for either slicing or holding a lightsaber, two of his best things. He compensates as best he can, and deals with it in his usual way - by gritting his teeth and pushing through it - until he faces Arcann again, and his already vulnerable hand is devastated by Arcann's Force lightning, to the point of being essentially nonfunctional.

The combination of physical and Force-inflicted injury means his hand is difficult to get working properly again, and Cas finally has to concede that something needs to be done. So he goes back to the idea of Rakatan implants, and after a lot of VERY careful research and testing - and many vocal objections from Theron, who thinks this is an awful idea - Cas ends up with some cool implants that allow his hand to function normally again. There might be some other benefits too, haven't decided yet. At some point I'll muse more on the specifics, but for now this is just 'I like it and I do what I want'.

Arts by @yarpell and @yalaki respectively <3 (hi Scourge ;D)

#swtor #rakata #swtor oc #swtor:caspian #kem oc #kem answers #thanks for asking about this #it was good for me to get it all out in one place and solidify it a bit more in my brain

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aettuddae · 11 months ago

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SAY SOMETHING? TWICE MENTION!

anyway.. novaHIVI gotta be the craziest group every chaeryeong and lily in one group… oh end them dancer/singer duo

kyuin so real thought because I hear a loud noise and I bluescreen for an hour

also.. series of one shots.. suggestions? oh toxic yuri soon trust me..

this is such a cool idea though but sakura has to be joking “your honor I paused the game to be here” 😭CÁLLATE she’s giving me secondhand embarrassment

i will be team kazuha but I know everyone will vote for karina 😞it’s okay though because DOOMED YURI💥💥💥🙏 i will always be in a toxic yuri agenda ya verás..

y ya veo que están hablando de él stan list.. I will support any gg idgaf twice, dreamcatcher, snsd, gidle, le sserafim, red velvet, itzy, nmixx, aespa… ANY. i love women forever 🤞pero de verdad i don’t listen to most bgs.. bouncy by ateez and siren by riize is good though

y si te gusta la música un poquito extraña tengo recomendaciones:

LALALA - bling bling

catallena - orange caramel

loro- tri. be

we fresh- kep1er

POW - cherry bullet

dumb dumb- red velvet

DEEP - hyoyeon

dr. Feel good - rania

LVLY - kep1er

i don’t wanna know- lee chaeyeon

wigglewiggle - hellovenus

zimzalabim - red velvet

deeeep - SPIA

racer or #twenty - itzy

most of these aren’t super unknown or anything pero the beats and sounds are different from some kpop.. when most people talk about “weird” music they’re referring to weird beat composition and instrumentals and I find they usually enjoy noise music (I can reccomed P3T by femtanyl and curazao by el alfa for non-kpop noise music.. I LOVE MUSIC🫡)

y por mas me quieres agarrar el pelo.. ya puedo ver que de verdad te pasas rizzing people up en tumblr porque pa que sepas leí eso and i kicked my feet y bit my finger.. tucking my hair behind my ear y todo

y tienes todo la razón tesoro ❤️los latinos están juntos por siempre Y TENGO ALGO QUE ESTOS OTROS NO TIENEN.. puedo cocinar comida buena.. pollo asado pan de bono flan arepas dulce de leche.. pero soy una sagitario so no se como va eso.. y tambien tú eres un swifty y yo soy la mitski fan más dedicada..

-💿

i choose the members of novahivi based on what idols i would find fun writing, then i accidentally made the sickest, most talented 4th gen group ever lol

lol introverteds with social anxiety assemble

YOU AND YOUR TOXIC YURI MY GOD 😭 worst part is that you will probably get away with yours 🫵🏻

IS IT MY FAULT SAKURA IS A GAMER GIRL? this is the personality she's chosen. and idk about team karina overpowering team kazuha dude i have a kazuha population in here, i had people in my asks defending her physically attacking a person during hole in one 😭 if those readers tune in, i think kazuha has a shot

that's the spirit, let's not put successful, beautiful ladies against each other, the better option is to love them all 😃 i get you there, personally i only listen to sm boygroups, but is exclusively because the music HITS fr, others don't really catch my attention. bouncy and siren are really good, you're right.

i know some of this songs !! and i'll give a listen to the others when i have a second, thanks for the recommendations, i need new music !! 🫂

personally, i do love noise/energetic music (always that it's correctly done and it's not just random loud shit), that's the interesting thing from kpop !! i'll check this non-korean songs you mention, i'm very curious 😌

can't believe i got to you, i must have a way with words i guess 🤷��‍♀️

ya me diste hambre, eso es algo que pocos pueden, vos tenés una ventaja increíble 😭 yo soy de tauro, somos muy poco compatibles. tengo buenas amistades con sagitarianos, pero en el amor.. sorry. escucho mucha música, amo a las artistas indie deprimidas 😅 me podés mostrar temas de mitski que no conozca !!

#aettuddae #answer #the anthology #💿 anon

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sleepymarmot · 1 year ago

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Completed Sharp-as-Night's questline.

From the discourse prior to Necrom's release, I expected the final quest to have another scene where you relive his memories, even more traumatic than the last. I checked the original thread in the forums, and in comparison with my screenshots, it seems like a couple of lines were removed, probably in response to the feedback.

When Sharp said at the end "All that time I spent worrying that I was going to be someone else when I got my memories back... Well, I guess it's safe to say I don't need to worry about that anymore", I thought that I had inadvertently made a decision earlier in the quest and had to look up if I missed the option to get the memories back. I expected this to be a major player choice at the end. I guess it's not a Bioware game... And it would have been hard to write future content for two very different versions of the same NPC, now that I think of it.

I do find it a bit funny that Sharp's questline has four gay Dunmer. That's gotta be some sort of record. I wonder what the thinking here was. "We have to add some nice gay people to counterbalance the very evil antagonist. Oops, we killed one of them for the plot. Also doesn't this imply that lesbians are good and gay men are evil? Okay let's add a much more flamboyant gay man who also has a crush on Sharp, but in a non-creepy way."

In the end, I still think that "A companion's personal quest secretly doubles as the origin story for a minor faction in TESIII" was a clever idea executed in a moving way, and that it was far more tastefully done than most other references to more popular things originating in Morrowind. It's really one of the things that work much better if you've played the original single player game — I would have missed this entirely if I played ESO first, but since Twin Lamps was one of the few factions I enthusiastically engaged with in my Morrowind playthrough, I was very excited to recognize the foreshadowing in every mention of the lamps and light in this questline.

#eso #blah blah blah

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jjungkookislife · 3 years ago

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Desnudo

pairing: contigo!hoseok x f. hispanic reader

genre: established relationship, idol au, smut [18+]

summary: Seeing your boyfriend on the red carpet has aroused many feelings inside you... so you give him a call.

wc: 793

warnings: cursing, phone sex, degradation, m. and f. masturbation

date: December 9, 2022

“Hoseok, que es eso?” you ask as you see his Instagram feed on your phone whilst having him on speaker. Normally you’d have him in your earbuds, but they were charging on the nightstand beside you.

“Que, mi amor?” he asks, coy.

“Uh-huh, como si no sabes,” you sigh as you lay back on the pillows on his side of the bed.

Hoseok chuckles. “It’s just an outfit, babe. Gotta look good for the fans.”

“You look like you’re gonna do a striptease on stage,” you groan, wishing you were at his side.

“I’m not,” he assures you. “But you like it that much?”

“Please, if I had you here, you’d already be undressed,” you respond with a dreamy sigh.

Hoseok bites his lip, head falling back onto the couch. “Fuck, really?”

You note the change in his tone, veins thrumming with excitement as you sit up.

“I’d do it slowly. Make you really want it, baby. Take your jacket off and throw it to the side. Then I’d climb on top of you while wearing that little lace piece you like so much.”

“Fuck,” Hoseok knows just the one you’re talking about. A pricey little thing he picked up while traveling, all lace and sheerness on your body. He’d already taken it off your body with his teeth, kissing and sucking on every bit of skin he exposed.

“Then I’d kiss you, make you want more when I kiss down your jaw, to your neck, and down your chest since you want to dress like a slut. Like me,” you bite your lip and Hoseok hears the moan you try to muffle behind your hand.

“I fucking miss you. Miss that fucking cunt wrapped around my fat cock.”

“Me too, amor.” you reply as your hand moves to your breast, slowly kneading it before rolling the nipple between your fingertips. You moan softly, wishing it was your boyfriend toying with you, feeling how hard your nipples were getting and how fucking soaked you already were just seeing his pictures. You had been glued to your TV since he left, not wanting to miss a single moment.

“I need you to come with me next time. Gonna fuck you backstage. Hell, even front stage if it means I get to hear those sweet moans of you. Shit, I need to be inside you so bad, baby. I haven’t stopped thinking about you, and how cute you look when you cum on my cock,” Hoseok chuckles while your body temperature rises.

Hoseok sighs as he palms himself over his pants, not caring if anyone walks in on him. He’s been in his dressing room for ages, just waiting to go home. The thought of your hot ass waiting for him in bed, needy and soaking wet, makes his dick twitch.

“What are you doing?” Hoseok asks as he continues to stroke himself. You bite back a moan, not wanting to fall for his tactics, but your body is burning with desire, the need to be fucked and sprawled out on your bed while his cum leaks out of your cunt. Fuck, why are you like this?

“Playing with my tits. Wishing my hands were yours,” you answer honestly, and he groans.

Hoseok sits back, his hand easily undoing the button of his pants, hissing when he pulls the zipper down. What he wouldn’t do to feel you on his fingers, thumb rubbing your clit while he edges you, makes you sob right before you orgasm. The thought has him pulling his pants and boxers down his thighs, spitting in his palm before wrapping it around his cock.

Drooling, you shut your mouth, watching him intently as your hand moves between your thighs, index finger rubbing your clit as you arch off the bed with his name on your lips.

Hoseok cursed, hand covered in spit and pre-cum as he strokes his length, wishing it were you doing it for him. He asks you to tease your clit, and slip two fingers inside yourself. He listens to you crying out for him when you’re close, thighs trembling and breathing ragged.

“That’s it, my love. Come for me. Come all over your fingers like the good girl you are. Come for me.” It doesn’t take much for you to come afterward. Falling apart with his name filling the room as you arch off the bed, limbs shaking as your head falls onto the pillows.

Hoseok’s orgasm follows shortly, his low moans and panting filling your ear. Your name rolls off his tongue in a low growl that makes you clench around nothing. He curses, shaking his head at the mess he’s made of himself.

Once he collects himself, he smiles to himself. “Te amo.”

“Te amo.”

thank you for reading! ♡ if you liked it, please let me know! 💌

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#bangtantarmynet #btsgoldnet #hoseok smut #hoseok x hispanic reader #hoseok x reader insert #hoseok fanfic #boyfriend!hoseok au #hoseok idol au

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needs-to-stop-looking-at-valves · 3 years ago

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Can I request a snippet of Pepa and Felix's first time doing anal?

Sorry you had to wait so long, BUTT a bitch has been busy (especially with the bruno and shadowman fic. Its over 20k so far, and that's with my shitty internet. Also I literally haven't been home in like a month- life shit, anyway, lets go!)

"Eso Pepi, eso~"

Pepa was REALLY feeling herself tonight, so she was having Félix look over her new lingerie she bought, and having him pick a favorite. From purple, orange, yellow, red. She saved the best for last; black. Oh it fit her so well, it was a little see through, a little lacey. He couldn't stand it. Pepa scowled a bit as she tried to look at her ass, gently cupping it in her hands.

"You like this one? You sure? I feel like it makes me look thin."

"Pepa, black makes you look fat as hell."

"...aw?"

Was it weird, the fact that a woman WANTED to be told she looked rather plump? Oh absolutely, but you had this man fucked up if you told him to NOT give her what she wanted. He patted his lap, gesturing for her to come take a seat.

"Bring that culo gordo over here, let me get a good look at it~"

She did as he said, sitting on his lap, and slowly scooting her ass right against his obvious bulge. Holy SHIT did that feel good. He wrapped an arm around her, holding her to kiss her neck, and slowly grinded himself against her.

"You're so excited for me, next time I should take you clothes shopping with me."

"Don't count on me behaving, not with an ass THIS nice~"

God, hearing that little moan from her when his cock rubbed against her little pussy. She chuckled, putting her hands on his, and having him hold onto her little hips. She was such a thin woman, it made it so easy to touch every bit of her. Oh, and the way she held his face to kiss his cheek, could kill a man.

"Is that your favorite part of me?"

"It's up there. But the list is pretty big. Like that ass."

She snorted against his face, and the rainbows over her head illuminated her pretty face.

"You're awful. Terrible. You need to fuck my pussy, and do it now."

"Actually...I was sort of hoping I could fuck something else."

"For the last time, Félix, my chest is too small for me to give you a tit job."

He kissed her shoulder, lightly shaking his head.

"First of all, no such thing. Second, no. I mean I want to fuck your ass."

"That's what I just said? Are you deaf?"

"No no, I don't think you understand me. I mean ACTUALLY your ass."

She scanned his face, confused, before it clicked.

"Oh! You mean- geez Félix, really?"

He shrugged. Listen, if you had a girl with an ass this nice, you'd want to TRY it.

"I mean. Yeah? If you don't want to, obviously not, but you did always say you'd be willing to try new things. Like the thigh job, you liked that."

She thought about it for a second, recalling just how much she liked feeling his cock all snug in between her thighs. She squished his cheeks, a bit of a pout on her lips.

"You promise you'll take care of me?"

He took her hand, and kissed her palm.

"Pepa, I'll take care of you even in my grave. I will treat you as delicate as a flower. Even though you literally bite people."

"Oye-you do that ONCE and you never hear the end of it. Fine. But,"

He was about to lean in for a kiss, when she held her finger up to him, halting him for a moment.

"YOU have to promise that at some point, in the future, I get to peg you."

He knew that look in Pepa's eyes. She was challenging him. She thought he was gonna pussy out on her. He huffed, and nodded sternly.

"Fine, deal."

She raised a brow at him, as if wondering if he was joking.

"Really? You know I'm serious, idiota."

"No no no, I'm serious. It seems only fair that what I do to you, you do to me."

She snorted, both in disbelief, and amusement.

"Alright. I've never had a boyfriend actually agree to that. They usually say it's gay."

"Its gay...to let a woman make you cum? Wow. I think we need a meeting to figure out what gay means. SOMEONE is confused."

She laughed, and the look she gave him when she scratched the hairs on his chin.

"We could keep the toy here? Mi mamá would KILL me if she knew I even knew what those were, and your mamá is pretty chill."

He nodded, thumbs slowly rubbing into her hips, just to remind her why he snuck her up to his room.

"Course. Privacy is actually a thing here. You can peg me, whenever you wanna call it. And in exchange...?"

He let his sentence hang there, and with a roll of her eyes, she finished it for him.

"You get to fuck my ass. Fine, I'm convinced."

"WOO!"

He brought his fists up in the air in triumph, and she chuckled, giving him a little kiss on his nose.

"Ay just tell me what you want me to do, Félix."

He got off the bed, and had her lay down on her front for him. After making sure she was comfortable, he slowly peeled off those black panties off of her, and he swore he'd pass out. Such a cute little ass, covered in freckles, all for him. He put the panties on the night stand, before his hands slowly trailed up her legs, before resting on her cheeks.

"Look at you...you're so beautiful. I love every part of you."

"You say that to all the girls."

"True. But I don't say it with all my heart, unlike you."

That made her chuckle. They both got around, and he loved that she never cared about that. He spread her cheeks, really digging into them with his thumbs, and it was gorgeous, watching her just blissfully accept his touches.

"You better mean that. I'll bite YOU next."

"Shit, is that a promise?"

He grinned as he kissed one of her cheeks, before kissing her hairy, soaked pussy. Once, twice, thrice. Just because he knew she liked it. He slowly trailed his tongue up her folds, before his tongue grazed over her asshole. It made her stiffen up, and he felt the exact same.

"You're SO gross."

"You just hate that you liked that."

He lifted himself up, reaching over to his nightstand for lube. After making sure his fingers were coated, he slid them down her asshole, down her pussy, and back and forth, soaking her ass in a mixture of lube and pussy juices. She looked comfortable enough, so he started to focus on what HE was interested in. He slowly rubbed at her asshole in little circles, and she squirmed in response.

"You okay?"

"Si. It's just. New. Dios, I can't believe I'm letting you do this."

"You want to stop?"

"You can stop TALKING and keep going."

He grinned at her sass, before doing as she said. He was a bit more firm with his touch, trying not to get TOO excited about her tight little asshole. He wasn’t her first, but he was going to take that anal virginity, and something about that REALLY got him going. He, ever so carefully, introduced a finger inside of her. He was slow, and he rubbed the small of her back with his other hand in comfort. She tensed up, just a bit, but seemed to otherwise be fine.

"There we go...such a good girl. You look SO pretty while you're being so good. Tell me if it hurts at all, okay?"

She nodded, and he continued. It took some time, but sure enough, she was able to take an entire finger. The sight of it made his dick strain against his pants even further, it hurt. But that didn't matter. She did. He tempted a second finger, and after a gasp on her end, he managed to get two in her, knuckle deep.

"M-mierda Félix..."

"You remember the safe word, right? Do you need to use it?"

"N-no. I'm good. It's just...new. You done this before?"

"Once. But not with someone I liked more than you."

He pushed them in and out slowly, trying to stretch her walls as much as he could without hurting her. It was difficult, he knew he was sweating, and not just from her gift heating up the room. Once he pulled his fingers away, he couldn't help but stare. She was wet, she was hot, all for him. He took off his pants and underwear, sighing in relief of freedom, before crawling on top of her. He let his cock graze her ass, just so she knew it was there. It made her body stiffen up again, and she turned to look up at him.

"This sounds silly, but I...I'm trusting you. You're a big boy, and I'd hate to throw you off of me, it'd really hurt you."

He felt the nerves melt away at her words. Even though she ssid it jokingly, she absolutely could send him to the floor if she wanted to. And something about knowing she could defend herself, soothed him.

"I'll be careful. Just talk to me in between, mi amor."

He leaned down to kiss her shoulder once more, before ever so slowly pushing himself into her. He fit his head inside, before stopping, just for a moment. Holy SHIT did that feel good. It fit around him so snug, he had to put one hand on his back board to brace himself.

"Félix, I'm okay, you can...put in more if you want."

"I'm stopping for me, Pepi!"

She wanted to laugh at him, but she knew that wasn't fair. They'd never genuinely laugh at each other for stopping or needing a breather in bed. They were young lovers, not porn stars. He took a minute to calm down and breathe, before slowly pushing in more. He eased himself in further, further still, till he was halfway inside of her. He could've fit more, she hadn't stopped him, but she seemed just SO tense.

"Félix it's f-fine-"

"Shh. This is good. This is great. YOU'RE great. I'm gonna move now, okay beautiful?"

He leaned down to kiss her cheek, and upon getting a nod, started to move. Just like his very first time ever, he started out slow, cautious. Then it started to feel good. REALLY fucking good. He found one of his hands drifting up her back, until it trickled up her neck, and gripped tightly onto her hair. Her hair was down, had been for a while, but for a moment, he wished he had those cute little twin tails to pull on.

"Don't you do it-!"

Too late. He already gave her hair a bit of a pull, and the sound that she made from it could lure men to their doom. It was enough for him to pick up his pace, introducing more into her tight ass.

"Shh. Papi's using his little toy right now. Hes fucking her little ass and pulling her pretty hair. She looks so pretty. God you look pretty taking my cock, baby."

She was finally starting to get into it. She was holding onto her pillow for dear life, not fighting him in the slightest.

"You're so...f-fucking heavy Félix."

That was never an issue for her. She LOVED how big he was, and he totally abused it. He wrapped her long hair around his hand, and gave it a pull. She yelped loudly, just like a bitch in heat.

"I'm sorry, I think I misheard you. WHAT is my name?"

When she didn’t answer, he brought his hand down on her ass with a good, HARD slap. He shouldn't be doing this so late at night, but FUCK the grip on his cock was making him not think clearly.

"Papi! I'm sorry! It's papi!"

"Good girl. So good for me. Think you can fit all of me now? Think you can take this balls right against your pussy?"

She nodded like a good girl, and sure enough, she took him entirely. Big, thick cock of his could barely fit, but for the sake of getting fucked, she made it work.

"P-papi you're making me be too lou-"

He pushed her head down onto the pillow, not really caring for other than his own pleasure right now. He didn't care who heard. Didn't care if his bed was creaking under his own weight. Just cared about the cute little lady getting fucked right under him. In his room, in his bed.

"You be loud Pepi. I'm going to fuck you. I'm going to make you want it so bad, you'll want me anywhere. In my bed, at the library- I want you ready to spread that ass for me, and let me dump into you."

He was so bad, fucking Alma's daughter like this. But he didn't care. If anything, it was sexy, knowing that she'd sneak out at night JUST get plowed by him. She'd get in trouble to have his cock, throbbing, inside her tiny little ass. The thought was enough for him to put his full weight onto her, and cum. He kept his grip tight on her head as he dumped into her. He loved the fact that she no longer wanted to use condoms with him, it made the sensation of pouring into her ass even better.

He stood there, waiting for the ribbons of cum to finish painting her insides, before slowly pulling out of her. Her asshole was gaping, cum leaking out of it and onto her bare pussy. It looked SO sexy, watching her rub it into her folds.

"You came BEFORE me, idiota! I'm going to-!"

"Keep rubbing that pussy for me."

He couldn't help it. He slid himself right back into her ruined hole, not giving a single shit as she moaned just right for him. He'd stop.

Butt he had no real excuse to do so.

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"You got it?"

"Si si, I got it, just keep holding it."

So it was WAY past her bedtime. On a school night. So what if she had to use the ladder that they hid behind the Casita to get her up to her room? No big deal. She made it, and crawled up through her window, just like the millions of times she did before. She was about to push the ladder down and say goodnight, when she noticed that for some reason, he had climbed up too, and was now leaning against her window.

"Félix you know damn well you can't come into my room-"

"I wasn't planning to. I just. Really wanted to say thank you. I REALLY like spending time with you, and not just because you're hot, you know? I have fun witj you. And I really don't wanna go home, because that means leaving you."

Dammit. This stupid boy was not only just too cute for words, he was such a sweet talker. He could talk his way right into her heart, and unfortunately, he had. She was tempted to just yank him inside, but she knew better than to push her luck. Plus, her body was aching, and it was struggle to get up here as it were. She sighed, looking down at his big, stupid face (after fanning away the mist from her own, anyways).

"You'll see me tomorrow, estúpido."

"Thats SO far away though. The dreams I have of you aren't enough. You're incredible, Pepa Madrigal."

Oh god this was so going in the diary tonight. She resisted the urge to twirl her hair like some kind of mindless bimbo (even if she knew he'd find it cute), and put her hands on the window doors, getting ready to shut them.

"You'll see me at school tomorrow. You can fawn over me then."

"Promise?"

"Si."

"Wait! Can I at least get one more kiss before I go?"

"Oye, you can kiss me tomorrow! I don't want Casita to snitch on-"

Just then, Casita lifted the ladder up, just a bit, pushing Félix up. It was just enough to push his lips right onto hers. She'd never have the house do that to any of her other boyfriends. That must make Félix...special. Was he just a good guy? Did Casita finally see her as the grown up she was? Or...was he the one? Regardless, she relented, and kissed this stupid sexy man at her window, and it was something out of a story book. She mourned him as he eventually pulled away, but the sight was worth it.

Just this blushing, bulky, beautiful boy, staring up at her. He chuckled, averting his gaze for a moment to look at Casita.

"I...I think our secret is safe with Casita."

"Yeah, but not with me."

Pepa could scream. It just had to be Bruno. Suddenly his ass was next to Pepa's, eating sweets (even though he KNEW he wasn't supposed to). Pepa felt both herself, and her room thunder upon seeing this little shit.

"Why are you in my room!?"

"You keep the good chocolates in here. Honestly if you came in a minute later, I wouldn't have seen this. But oh well. Sucks when mami is gonna hear you've been sneaking off to see boys, and not 'get help with your math'".

Félix chuckled awkwardly, clearly trying to find some simpatico with him.

"Hey, Bruno, come on man, you wouldn’t rat out your amigo Félix, right?"

"Oh no, we're cool Félix. But me and Pepa? Not so much. Nothing against you though."

Pepa groaned, rubbing her forehead at the headache that was starting to form.

"What do you WANT, Bruno?"

"I wrote a play for school, but Ricky won't let me put it on. He likes you, so tell him you want my play for the school."

"Ricky? Like. Ricky Picky?"

Oh no. Not that guy. He had a HUGE crush on her (though who didn't?), and he was just. Awful. Even his nickname came from the fact that he picked his boogers a LOT, and wiped them on papers that he had a 'collection' of. He was just the grossest guy you could ever meet, and she made it a point to stay FAR away from him.

"No. No no no. Not Ricky."

"Yes, Ricky. Get my play on the screen, and maybe I won't tell Mami about your night time buddy."

"I'LL KILL YOU!"

Bruno held his finger up at her to stop her, brows raised in warning.

"You know one good scream, and mami is gonna come in here like the Casita is on fire. I'm not saying sleep the guy, just use your...what do they call it?"

"Feminine wiles?"

Bruno damn near gagged, wildly shaking his head.

"Ew. Gross. Don't ever use those words for my sister ever again. But yes, use that, get my play up there, and I'll forget this happened. Oh, and I want the white chocolate bar you keep in your dresser."

"Son of a...fine. Just, fine."

Bruno held such a smug look of pride, before nodding at Félix.

"See you Félix, have a good one."

"Bye Bruno."

After he took the chocolate, he left the room. Pepa groaned, trying SO hard not to thunder and ruin this otherwise perfect night.

"I'm gonna kill him."

"Hey, my little brother would do the same, that's just how they are. How about after your date with Ricky, I take you out?"

"Call it a date and I'm killing BOTH of you. But...yes. You can take me to get some food. Maybe something with chocolate."

"Deal. Buenas noches hermosa~"

He leaned up to kiss her cheek, before climbing down the ladder, and disappearing into the night. Despite the constant hiding, Bruno having blackmail on her, and the sleepless nights, Pepa wouldn't take any of it back. Not for him.

#not transformers #encanto #lemon #asks #we love Bruno being a lil shit #listen teenage Bruno was an opportunist try me

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madamefluffnstuff · 3 years ago

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A Morning in Elsweyr (Drabble)

Fandom: Elder Scrolls Online

Pairing: Bastian Hallix/Fem!Khajiit!Vestige

Rating: K (All Ages)

Warning(s): Lots of Fluff, slight spoilers for the Elsweyr DLC. Bastian and Khajiit MC are in an established relationship and thus share a bed.

Words: 826

AN: I love Bastian dearly and I'd bring him everywhere with me if I could.

Also don't @ me, there is, in fact, a Breton/Khajiit couple in Malbal Tor. And several other interspecies couples in ESO with Khajiit. So shushie.

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The first thing Bastian realized as he awoke was that he was not in an inn, but the Hall of the Lunar Champion. The second thing he noticed was that he had definitely overslept. He could hear the merchants pitching their wares, and the smell of Amajhan's fragrant cooking wafting up towards the house. As he adjusted to the late-morning sounds, he pinched his nose and rubbed the sleep from his eyes.

It was then he became very aware of the distinct sound of stone grinding on stone.

He shifted a bit and looked in the direction of the sound. It was his sweetheart sitting cross-legged on the floor next to the cooking fire in the middle of the room. She stared very intently at the tiny mortal and pestle in her clawed hands. Every so often, he'd notice a whisker twitch or her tail tip flick as she concentrated on the grinding.

Eventually that position began to make him feel stiff, so he made a motion to adjust himself. She must have heard him because her ears tilted in the direction of the bed, and her gaze followed. Her whole face lit up as she realized he was awake.

"Ahh, Bastian, you're awake!" she said as she set the mortal and pestle down. In a heartbeat she was by his side, bumping her forehead against his cheek and pressing her nose to his. Her whiskers tickled his face and he chuckled as she greeted him.

"Yes, I'm awake. Good morning to you, too," he smiled.

A purring noise rumbled in her chest. "This one was about to make some tea," her thick Khajiiti accent rolling off her tongue. "Go freshen up and I'll make you some as well."

She started to make her way back to the cooking fire, her long tail swinging gracefully behind her. It took Bastian only a few minutes to find a fresh change of casual wear. The sweet and earthy scent of the tea was a bit strong, but not at all unpleasant. His sweetheart waited until he had seated himself comfortably across from her and handed him his cup. He thanked her and they simultaneously took a drink of breakfast tea.

"By the way, what time is it?" Bastian asked.

"About halfway between dawn and noon," she answered without missing a beat. "You seemed tired after we went through the Rimmen Necropolis yesterday, so, this one decided to let you rest."

He hummed and took another sip of his tea."I appreciate that. Definitely needed it."

"This one needed it as well, truth be told. The undead situation was worse than expected," the Khajiit woman let out a tired sigh. "So I was thinking... Perhaps... we should take the day to rest up."

Bastian blinked. "Don't we need to go to The Stitches and meet with your friend Taznasi?"

"Well, yes. But she said it wasn't a matter of urgency. Besides, this one knows Taznasi can handle herself if things do go wrong. She is a reliable sort."

While he had never met Taznasi himself, Bastian had heard the stories. Truth be told he was a bit intimidated by her.

If the stories were true, perhaps with good reason.

He thought a moment and realized she was right: he was incredibly sore and physically tired from fighting necromancers and skeletons. Not to mention all the trekking through Scar's End and Talon Gulch the previous day. Perhaps a day off was due.

It was decided they would get a few household chores done first, so the rest of the day could be spent relaxing. With the added muscle aches of the dungeon delving from that week, the bed was a very welcome sight.

The khajiit plopped herself on said bed, and the mage soon followed, surrounded by the numerous pillows and blankets (or a "nest" as she called it- the cat-folk had a tendency to nest). As soon as he turned to glance at her she pounced on him.

It took a moment to get comfortable, but soon enough the couple were a tangled mess of limbs, snuggled into each other's chests. The Khajiit woman nuzzled her cheek against Bastian's forehead, an enthusiastic purring emitting from her throat. Bastian, in turn, wrapped his arms around her shoulders and gave a gentle, comforting squeeze.

He could never get over how soft her fur was as he circled his thumbs into her muscles.

His eyes widened a bit when he suddenly felt her warm, wet tongue scrape across the side of his head. It took him a moment to remember grooming is as normal to khajiit as breathing. He let her finish another swipe before he gave her a quick peck on the nose. Now it was her turn to look surprised. A few blinks on both sides quickly turned into joyful laughter from the couple.

"Ahziis arina jer, Bastian.*"

"I love you too, my dear."

* "I love you, Bastian" in Ta'agara.

#the elder scolls online #elder scrolls online #eso #fanfic #bastian hallix #fluff #elder scrolls fluff #established relationship #Elsweyr

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dirtyglitterr · 2 years ago

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ꜰᴀᴛᴇᴅ ʟᴏᴠᴇ

Neymar Jr x Original Character Summary: ɪɴ ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ᴄʜɪʟᴅʜᴏᴏᴅ ꜱᴡᴇᴇᴛʜᴇᴀʀᴛꜱ ᴍᴇᴇᴛ ᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ. ᴡᴀꜱ ɪᴛ ʙʏ ᴄʜᴀɴᴄᴇ ᴏʀ ꜰᴀᴛᴇ? ʜᴏᴡᴇᴠᴇʀ, ɪᴛ ɪꜱ ᴀʟꜱᴏ ᴘᴏꜱꜱɪʙʟᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ꜱᴏᴍᴇ ᴘᴀᴛʜꜱ ᴀʀᴇ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ɴᴏᴛ ᴍᴇᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴄʀᴏꜱꜱᴇᴅ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ.

Warnings: Mature Language

ᴘʀᴇᴠɪᴏᴜꜱ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ

ᴍᴏᴛʜᴇʀ'ꜱ ᴅᴀᴜɢʜᴛᴇʀ

After everything happened back at Neymar's, he literally held me hostage, for another day—well, it was voluntary, but that's not the point. The point is that within the span of 72 hours, I found my childhood best friend, got married to that said best friend, had a panic attack, and made my already mental ex even more mental. I always complained to my assistant Gilly about needing more excitement in my life, but this was not exactly what I had in mind.

As I sit on my toupe-colored couch in my apartment, absent-mindedly gazing at my view of the Eiffel Tower through my windows, I can't help but feel overwhelmed and emotionally drained. My mind was racing with all the events that had transpired in such a short amount of time. I needed to think, and I couldn't do that with Neymar and my supposed love bubble—was it even a love bubble? Friendship bubble? Oh, fuck it! One thing I knew for certain was that whenever he was near, touching me or not, my mind turned to mush. It took every ounce of strength to not throw him against the bed and have my way with him, "Fuck!" I groaned at my intrusive thoughts, this is exactly why I left as soon as he went to practice. I needed to clear my head and figure out what I wanted without any distractions. And he was a tempting distraction.

Speaking of distractions, I really should've put my phone on silent. At first, I ignored it, but as it continued to ring, I couldn't resist checking who it was. It was my mom. I quickly answered, "Hey Mom, is everything alright?"

"When are you going to answer the phone like a normal daughter? How about, Hey Mom, how are you? No necesitas estresarte cada vez que llamo bebé; Estoy bien." I felt a pang of guilt for not being more enthusiastic in my greeting.

"I'm sorry, Mom. How are you doing today?" I asked, trying to sound more cheerful. My hand instinctively petting Penny's curly white fur for support.

Mom sighed on the other end of the line. "No hay necesidad de arrepentirse. It's my fault that all you do is worry about me. I'm doing alright," she replied. I could hear the weariness in her voice, and it made me feel even worse for not being with her.

"I worry because I care. Most moms would like for their child to care about them." But it's not just about caring; it's about being there for her when she needs me the most. I'm her only child, and it's hard to be so far away and not be able to physically help her with everything she needs.

"Well, it's my turn to be worried about you. You haven't called since you called me in tears about Mason," she said, trying to shift the conversation away from her own troubles. God, I'd rather speak about her than my current dilemma.

"Sí, sobre eso." Penny barked beside me as if she already knew where this conversation was going. "I came to Paris to get away for a bit. I needed space to clear my head."

"That's good I never liked that boy. He was always too clingy and possessive." That I know, just like my other friends, they never voiced their opinions to me about him because of how well I lied about how happy we always were. "I knew that he would hurt you. Physically."

I shuddered at the thought and wrapped my arms around myself. It was true; he had shown signs of aggression before, but I never thought it would escalate to violence. That's why I had to leave, for my own safety. When I found out that he was having an affair, yeah, I was hurt that it was with someone close to me, but in a way, I was relieved. I am so relieved to be away from him-free of him. And now, being in Paris, I felt free. The city of love and lights had a way of making me forget my troubles, even if just for a little while.

Penny seemed to sense my change in mood and licked my hand affectionately. I smiled down at her, grateful for her constant presence and loyalty. "mamá please,"

"Mia baby, I know; Lo escondiste bien durante tanto tiempo." Just from her tone, I knew that she was doing everything in her power to hold it together and remain strong for my sake. "And the only reason you knew how to do that was because of what you saw growing up between your father and me."

As I listened to my mamá speak, tears began welling up in my eyes. Despite feeling free from my ex, the memories of my parents' tumultuous relationship still haunt me. It was that same relationship that Neymar tried his best to protect me from but couldn't. But being in Paris gave me hope that I could find love and happiness in the future, and Penny's comforting presence reminded me that I wasn't alone. "I was scared to leave. I did try. I really did, but if I tried, he'd threaten to hurt me or kill Penny." I sniffled, "I was weak; I admit that, but I planned for this. To escape. I made sure that if I left, I'd leave nothing behind, and he wouldn't be able to hurt me anymore."

"My darling, you should be able to love without fear. Si pudiera, lo mataría yo mismo por lastimarte." My mom said fiercely,

"Don't say that." I giggled, wiping my wet cheeks with the back of my hand.

"It's times like this when I wish I gave you a brother that could beat up all the boys that broke your heart." I heard her sigh dramatically.

"The happiest I've seen you was when we lived in Brazil. You and that boy... Neymar were two peas in a pod." What were we saying earlier about distractions?

"Yeah, we were." I smiled to myself and said, "You know, we bumped into each other a couple of days ago."

My mom gasped, "You're kidding."

"No, he's actually the Neymar de Santos, the Brazilian futebol player," I told her, feeling a sense of excitement rush through me as I remembered the encounter.

"I'm happy he was able to turn his passion into his career. His parents must be proud." My mom said, "It's amazing to think that he's gone on to become one of the best futebol players in the world." My mom smiled, clearly impressed.

"I'm sure they are. I'm proud of him."

"¿Está soltero?" She suddenly asked me,

"You want me to set you up?" I teased,

"No, but I'd sure like to set you up with him." Here we go. If only you knew that he's already my husband, mamá.

"He's single, but I'm sure he doesn't see me that way."

"Por favor, he'd always tell me how you two would marry one day and have babies when he's a futebol star." She gushed,

"You remember that?" I couldn't help but smile at the memory. It was so long ago, back when we were just kids dreaming about our future. But now, things were different.

"It's hard to forget a child like that."

"He lives in Paris as well," I added.

"So you have been considering it."

"No, I've just been...thinking," I mumbled, Neymar was a player, both on and off the field, and I refused to be just another conquest. So, I made a decision to distance myself from him, even though it broke my heart. It was the only way to protect myself from getting hurt.

"Mhm. Have you googled him?"

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everyhowlmarksthedead · 4 years ago

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spanish lessons.

Gif credits to the author.

FRANCISCO ‘CATFISH’ MORALES.

TRIPLE FRONTIER | USEFUL LINKS.

❝ words: about 900.

❝ request by @phoenixhalliwell: Hey pal 👋 Thank you for being a willing participant to the Frankie teaching the reader Spanish with a reward system HC. I cant wait to see you do with it 😊💛

❝ a / n: don’t forget to comment and reblog if you liked it, i’d really appreciate it!

Every time you see Frankie talking in Spanish, his face literally brightens as his eyes shine. It isn't common for him to find people who talk in his native language, so you have just heard him speaking to Santi.

Sometimes you've seen some movies and tv shows in that language —for you, unknown, although you know some words and simple sentences.

And you know he misses it, even if he left Chile many years ago.

You have searched to take a course, but they aren't really compatible with your work, so the only option you can see viable is using one of those apps where you can spend the time you want learning and improving, with no pressure.

Duolingo. Everybody talks about it.

Of course, you haven't said anything to your boyfriend, wanting to surprise him. It probably will take you a while, but you'd do anything to see that smile he draws when he speaks in Spanish.

Bit by bit, your vocabulary is more extensive, knowing to identify every single thing around you.

Verb tenses are another story. If when you were in elementary school you thought the English verbs were the most complicated thing in the world, it was because you didn't have Spanish lessons.

As it's normal, you understand it better than you can speak it, get into the habit of watching everything in his language whenever he leaves for a mission during a couple of days. And now, all your music is in Spanish too, which is helping you with pronunciation too.

But when you feel confident enough to say something in his language, you just don't think about it, letting go of the words from your mouth.

“¿Yo puedo tener más café?”

(Can I have more coffee?)

Frankie turns at you blinking confused, believing it has been just his imagination. Sitting at the island kitchen, you have your empty cup raised in your right hand towards him, some steps away from you. Your boyfriend is staring at you in complete silence and you're starting to panic. Have you said something out of place? Has he understood your accent?

Slowly putting down your mug, you grab your phone turning around on your stool, giving him your back. Fastly, you look for the notes app on your phone to check if you have said it correctly. But, when you look up, you find him by your side and his eyes on the screen. You can't help but scream not expecting it, locking your phone before he can really read anything.

“Since when do you spe—? Are you learning español?”

“Uh…” You mumble clearing your throat. “¿Yo puedo tener más café…? ¿Por favor?”

You repeat then scratching your left eyebrow, trying to pretend that your cheeks aren't burning in shame whilst avoiding eye contact with an astounded Frankie. He doesn't reply, coming back to the corner where the coffee maker is, grabbing your mug to pour the drink inside.

“Gracias”.

(Thank you).

“You don't need to say yo at the beginning”.

“Uh?”

“It's enough sayin' puedo tener más café”. He explains offering you back the cup.

“Oh… Oh, okay. I'll write it down”.

Even so, you feel a little bummed because it hasn't had the intended effect. You have been working really hard for the last three months, but you haven't received the smile you were expecting. Puckering your lips in a slightly forced smirk, you take your phone to write his advice, not being capable of looking at Frankie coming closer to you again. He takes off the device from your fingers to leave it on the marble board, leaning forward to press his lips on yours.

This is much better. This is much better than a simple smile.

For some reason, Frankie has taken the habit to kiss you anytime you tell him something in Spanish. A word, an expression, the chorus of a song… He feels proud of you, of the small things you do to make him happy. And it's his way to demonstrate you.

Long conversations are his favorite. He's always looking for an interesting topic, letting you talk for hours and hours while he only hears you enraptured on how good your voice sounds in his language —being a little more honeyed, a little softer. Don't misunderstand him. Frankie loves every single tone of yours, but the Spanish one? That's a higher level.

And he thought that situation couldn't be perfect until he hears you speaking to Santi.

“Para ti, la cerveza más fresca”.

(For you, the coldest beer).

His eyes widen in surprise holding the drink, as you raise both eyebrows nodding with your chin. Until you realize it isn't correct at all.

“Fría. Fría, no fresca. La cerveza más fría”.

“¿Habla español?” He says turning at your boyfriend about to laugh glad of it. “¡Hablas español!”

(She speaks Spanish? You speak Spanish!)

Frankie can't help but kiss you in front of his brother shamelessly, cupping your cheeks on his palms and peppering your lips noisily.

“Espera, ¿qué es eso?” Santi asks frowning funnily.

(Wait, what is that for?)

“Me besa cada vez que digo una frase bien”.

(He kisses me any time I say something correctly).

“No Spanish in my presence”. He fastly demands, taking a sip from his beer while waving his free hand. “I feel like you're gonna have sex if we keep talkin'. And I'm too innocent for that”.

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inquisitorravenwatch · 3 years ago

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So Witchman Bearcalias, a rando encounter in The Reach, who can tell your fortune, read my love fortune for the billionth time today. This time, instead of telling me I will die alone and miserable, he said I’d find love, but take it to my grave. So if romance ever becomes a thing, here is what I’d like to see for romance with everyone’s favorite count, Verandis Ravenwatch, in ESO.

Some kind of happening for all the live interests to be in the same place at the same time, (kind of like what’s going to happen in High Isle). Would love a main storyline surrounding Sanguine, too.

All options, including Vranny, are companions that can tag along with you, and help in adventuring, just like Bas-Chan and Mirri.

He, and others, will have special perks, likes/dislikes, and behavior they approve/disapprove of. I suspect Vranny will be a bit of a goody two shoes, and will get all bent outta shape when you steal and stuff. I suspect “SHUT THE FUCK UP, VERANDIS”, will become a normal part of my yelling at the TV, just as it is with my companions, every time I forget he’s around, and I do something he hates. WHO WILLINGLY SOLD THEIR SOUL TO MOLAG BAL, VRANNY?! THAT’S RIGHT, YOU DID. I FUCKING LOVE YOU, BUT YOU DO NOT HAVE THE MORAL AUTHORITY, OR FORTITUDE, TO CRITICIZE ME FOR STEALING ANOTHER ESSENCE OF RAVENWATCH, OR GODDAMN CHAMBER POT.

Some of the things I think you’d gain affinity for doing with Vranny would be Harrowstorms, reading, and taking him to places like Fargrave, or the Clockwork City. But you will lose A LOT of affinity for taking him to Coldharbour, (duh).

Vranny will look like he’s supposed to, in order to avoid spoilers, so all the Silver Fox! Vranny fans, will be a bit disappointed. But they will use the excuse that he’s mastered the Dark Heart’s power well enough to be away from it indefinitely, alter his appearance, and it will be the last we hear of it, (if Markarth’s epilogue is completed).

Romance related quests when you reach certain milestones. Since it is quite obvious Vranny is loaded financially, I want to see one of his other properties, or the Ravenwatch vineyard. I’d also like to see a romance quest where you find out his exact motivations for becoming a vampire. Would also like to have his life during Ranser’s war fleshed out more, and especially see Princess Rayelle’s reaction to hearing Emeric was marrying Maraya, instead of her.

Since Bearcalias said I’d take the memory of my love to the grave, I’d want the main storyline to end with Verandis leaving the Vestige behind to die, while someone drags him away as he screams in violent protest to remain with you.

SO HELP ME GOD, THEY BETTER MAKE A SEXUAL INNUENDO ABOUT HOW HE “LIKES TO BITE”.

CGI VERANDIS RAVENWATCH

Vranny’s PORTRAIT! It would be cool that when you max out a LI’s affinity, you earn their portrait for your house! And friendship quests for all the options you don’t wish to romance! Then you can have ALL the portraits! My OC has a mighty need for all the RW’s portraits. She loves her kids. Also, MAKE IT POSSIBLE FOR YOU AND YOUR LOVE INTEREST, TO HAVE A WEDDING PORTRAIT, TOO!

You gotta be good with their fam and friends, too! So quests to raise their affinity, too!!! I want to see wholesome father-son bonding with Fennorian!!

And on that subject, A WEDDING! Dude, they could even go as far as Vranny pulling a Oblivion Sanguine, and magically remove the guests’ clothes for the lols.

New New Life quests for all!! I mean, he has naked parties, so I headcanon Vranny does it for the Feast of Souls, (a vampiric holiday I’ve based on the treasure item picture that drops at Harrowstorms, which is supposed to have naked mortals), which they could add as a New Life thing for vampires!!!

An option for you to complete the Old Life Observance with your SO! Then Leila Montclair, or Radsy could appear!

Rivals! What fun would romance be if you don’t have a Harvest Moon style romance rival who’ll try to steal your boy/girl!

So that’s what I got so far! I may add more as my weird brain comes up with stuff. But, please, please, be nice to me, Zeni, and give me a Vranny I can drive around on my two rider spider, and can help me flash dirty looks at NPCs I hate as we drive by.

And for all my fellow thirsty Ravenwatch fans who have yet to find Essence of Ravenwatch, or the Tarot; whenever I come across EoR, it’s in safe boxes in Rivenspire. I personally have only ever found it exclusively inside them, so always take a look. Ravenwatch Tarot has the highest chance to be found by pickpocketing Mages in any Mage’s Guild.

So what kinds of things would you like to see if the Zeni gods ever bless us with sexing up your romance interest?

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laceymorganwrites · 4 years ago

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Dämmerlicht - Choso´s part

Word count: 5, 212

Pairing: Choso x reader

Warnings: swearing, happy what if scenario, description of a panic attack

A/N: okay so. Choso is my second fave. I am MAD AS HELL at Mappa for animating him the way they did. But alas, I still wanted to get this out since it is his first anime appearance. So, have this as a celebration <33

Taglist: @miyaniacs

Choso didn´t know what to expect when he read the text message from one of his brothers.

“A really nice person prevented us from getting killed and now we´re having drinks with them and the attackers. You should come over”

What the hell was that even supposed to mean? His day was already stressful enough and now he was beyond worried for his brothers. If anything were to happen to them the people responsible wouldn´t be able to think about taking their next breath as it would be their last one.

On the way to the described area his head was full of questions about their well being, what had happened, had he failed as an older brother?

It was quite the long way and he wondered what kind of bar would be situated this far up a hill, hidden in the woods nonetheless.

But then again, it wasn´t just any bar as he would learn later.

You were a teacher at jujutsu high in Tokyo, arriving just in time to stop Yuuji and Nobara from killing innocent curses.

Everyone else was occupied and at first you thought the kids would finish the mission without any problems. But as always it got more dangerous than anyone had bargained for.

Since you were the only one available right now you were dispatched to the location.

When you arrived you saw that Megumi was fast asleep, he probably exerted himself, that was a first. You wondered what motivated him that much. You would ask him tomorrow when he was awake again.

For now you had to search for the other kids, so you followed the great amount of cursed energy you could feel.

Luckily you were in time.

“They´re being manipulated! Back off, you guys” you announced your presence and got ready to defend the kids since you could still feel a bit of violence from the curses, albeit forced.

Sensing cursed energy was your specialty, you could tell the intentions clearly which is why you realized sooner than others that not all curses were bad, most were just as bad off as you were.

You have been part of the movement for a long time, the Dämmerlicht was like your second home.

It seemed like you would introduce the kids to it too, not that you minded. Gojo and you talked about this a lot, when the right timing would be, whether or not they´d understand.

But you trusted those kids, you believed in them, they were good people.

You were glad you could talk to the curses and help them defy Mahito and his group.

It was a relief, but also so much more than that. It meant peace, even if it was just for a moment.

Trusting didn´t come easy for you, growing up in such a corrupt and cold system you weren´t surprised in the least.

Though you found comfort in the fact that you weren´t alone. It was nice teaching the way you wanted to, the right way, teaching the children everything you have learned, exposing the elders as much as you could get away with.

“Alright, is everything else here done?” you asked, looking at your watch since you didn´t want to leave Megumi unguarded for long.

“Uuuh I think so…” Yuuji replied, he still didn´t quite grasp the situation. Megumi should have exorcised the curse that was plaguing his sister and so many others, so that didn´t leave any other tasks.

After some time the kids got used to the curses being just like them, meaning no harm. It felt like going home with friends as you squeezed them all inside your car, honestly it was quite the miracle they all fit in there.

“Someone wake Megumi. I need to talk to you” your voice got serious, you reckoned now would be a good time.

Megumi yawned and was kind of confused as to how he got in the car and why there were curses around him. Mostly he was just a tad bit annoyed that he was woken up.

“Listen, I know you must be confused right now. But you have to listen carefully to what I will say next. And keep this a secret. If this gets out of the car we and all my friends are going to be dead.” you started, the kids were focused now and nodded along with you.

“Forget everything you´ve learned, about this world, about curses. Most of it isn´t true. Yeah, there are vengeful spirits out there, but there are just as many sorcerers that are as bad as them if not worse. Don´t trust anyone, learn to trust your gut. You need to learn how to read cursed energy better. That way you always know what the intentions are. I will show you a very special place now. A safe space for people like me, people like us. I´m showing you this now and not later because I want you to know the truth, I want you to do better than any of us ever could. You should realize it before it´s too late. Maki´s already in on it” you explained, going into further detail about the history of the bar and the movement and how Gojo is part of it as well.

The last part seemed to fully convince them luckily, after all Gojo spent even more time with them than you. You just taught them basic things like combat, when it came to missions and such Gojo was the one to do that.

When you arrived you immediately relaxed, the familiar veil had you at ease, feeling a bit of peace.

“Come on now, guys, if we stand around too much we´re risking being seen” you warned them and hurried inside with them.

“Damn, that´s a strong veil…” Megumi said out loud, looking around and as suspected taking a defensive stance as soon as he saw the customers in the bar.

Though he relaxed when he couldn´t feel any malice from them.

You guided them to the backroom where the meetings were held and introduced them to the owner.

“Oh, recruiting already, I see how it is” they grinned at you and explained everything in more detail to the kids and the curses.

After the initial shock they accepted it and were more calm about it than you had thought. It brought a smile to your face.

You decided to hang out a bit more and get to know each other, it should be fine since Gojo would let them sleep in either way, he had the first lessons tomorrow.

He even volunteered to pick them up, after all he still needed to pay his daily visit to the bar.

Nobara and Eso got along quite well, already making plans to hang out more. She promised to go shopping with him once or at least get him one of those tops with an open back.

She was good at encouraging him to show it more and be proud of it, he appreciated it, though was far from being as confident as her.

He envied her a bit, but not in a vengeful way, it was more of an admiration for a new friend.

Eso would like it if they would hang out more, maybe he would get over his insecurities that way.

Megumi also wasn´t that much on edge as he usually was, you saw that as a massive win and were in a good mood.

“I think Choso would like it here, do you think we should invite him?” Kechizu asked his brother who nodded. “Choso´s our old brother, he´s the eldest. You can trust him” Eso assured you, usually you´d be distrustful towards such statements but since you didn´t feel any bit of lying intentions you agreed to it.

You wondered what their brother would be like and listened to the other´s fond words of him while you waited for his arrival.

Choso arrived at the destination and looked around, no one followed him. Good.

His brothers told him that he should be extra careful, so he was.

He had to admit he was quite curious about this place, so he entered through the curtain, it was very strong and only let people with good intentions in.

As soon as he saw his brothers laughing with you and your students he felt at ease and approached your table, greeting you politely and sitting down next to his brothers, checking for injuries just in case.

“You must be Choso, it´s nice to meet you” you smiled and reached out your hand he reluctantly shook.

Choso was naturally rather on guard, especially around sorcerers like you. Though he couldn´t sense any malice from you.

But that didn´t mean anything.

The last time he met someone like you it got him and his brothers sealed. It was his fault and his brothers had to pay for it, it wasn´t fair. If only he paid more attention.

But that was about a hundred years ago already, he couldn´t remember.

He didn´t know what to feel when he was unsealed. All his life he spent protecting his brothers and spending time with them, he didn´t know anything else to do.

And now they were supposed to follow some newbie? Not with him. Nobody gave him and his brothers orders, they were free after all.

And, even though he hated playing that card, more experienced and older than the new curse.

He didn´t know anything about the world yet while they had experienced it all. Though really, what did he experience? It wasn´t much.

It would be sad if he cared. He couldn´t know what he missed if he didn´t even know how to.

Choso decided to shake your hand, what did he have to lose? Maybe not all sorcerers were lying and manipulative scum.

If anyone could convince him it would be you.

He was looking at you as if to find evidence that would prove him wrong, anything, signs that this was a trap and not just a dream too good to be true.

In his life he learned not to trust things, feelings and people that were too good to be true. Cause they never were.

Sighing he relaxed in his seat and took part in the conversation, though he didn´t talk much. He never did, not really seeing the point in it. He never liked being the center of attention, preferring hearing others talk.

Yuuji reminded him of his brothers, he was full of hope, so optimistic still.

Maybe it was because of this place though, he didn´t seem like someone the elders could control like a puppet, telling him to kill every curse in his way.

No, he actually thought he could be a dear friend.

“Before I forget, I still need to cut your ties to Mahito” you told them, you didn´t like the thought of him finding this place.

“You can do that?” Eso asked curiously, so jujutsu had also improved since back then.

“Yeah, I just have to concentrate, but it´ll be over quickly” you remarked, focusing your cursed energy in your hand, forming it to a sharp blade. Then you turned your attention back to their energy, making out the ties that bound them to Mahito clearly, you held your breath as you carefully cut them. Though you were quick about it, not wanting to hurt them any more than they already have been.

Choso was very defendant as always, wanting to be the first one to be freed so that he could see if your technique was harmful or not.

He was more than surprised when he realized that it wasn´t. Why would someone like you help them?

Though maybe it was because of you, you really were special, huh?

“So now that we´re free again we should get a place to stay again. Do you have any recommendations, (Y/N)?” Eso asked you, they previously talked about how they would support you in defeating Mahito to free the curses from his chains.

It was strange to think that they would be able to have a life now. It´s been so long that theirs was taken away from them.

Eso wished he never went into the human village to make friends…

Though Choso never held it against him. No one did.

“Hmm, you could try it in the outskirts, most of the costumers live there, they have a little community there, it´s protected by a veil too. Everyone´s nice and would love to welcome you there” you smiled.

Your smile irritated Choso, why did you smile like that? As if everything was fine even though it clearly wasn´t? What were you trying to hide? Or were you just pretending? And for what? What use did it have?

He didn´t like people he couldn´t read, it made him uneasy.

“That sounds great, thank you so much. For everything” Eso said.

“I could show you around tomorrow actually! I´m only teaching the later lessons then” you offered.

So you were the friendly type, huh. Or were you? It could all still be a trap.

What even was that? A place where curses could live in peace? Yeah, right…

You´d have to be stupid to actually believe that.

Only later would he learn that you and the organization worked that hard so that it wouldn´t be a dream anymore.

“Well, it´s getting late. The kids should get back to the school. It was nice meeting you, I´ll see you tomorrow then” you announced, standing up with the students and being joined by Gojo who said goodbye to the owner.

Before leaving you were smiling at Choso again, was he just a joke to you? You did that on purpose, didn´t you? You really were an irritating individual.

“Thanks for joining us, Choso. It was nice to meet you” you said and sounded so genuine he almost believed it.

He just nodded until Eso nudged his side a bit to which he rolled his eyes.

“You´re not so bad either…” he gave in and once again was thankful for his brothers to get him out of his head.

Overthinking was easy, especially with a past such as unfortunate as theirs. But this wasn´t the past. Things changed. People changed.

“Man I never thought I´d be friends with a curse…” Yuuji laughed, his hands behind his head.

“See, I told you they´re not as bad as you think they are. Oh, Gojo, I´ll show them to the veil tomorrow, you go ahead and start teaching the reading technique” you reminded him and he nodded.

“Hmm I still think it´s too early for that, but alright. Who knows, maybe they´ll surprise us.” he answered, usually they would only learn this in their second year but why not? After all those kids had a lot of potential, he was sure they could do it.

Nobara exchanged contact information with Eso and made it her mission to spare some nail polish for him, maybe she would get to do his nails for him, it was nice to have someone with the same interests as her.

They went to sleep immediately after arriving since they were still drained from the mission while you and Gojo talked about everything that happened that day.

“If they manage they´ll be able to free other curses as well, we would get so much closer to our goal” you reminisced, a hopeful undertone in your voice.

“Don´t rush them. They´ll learn it in their own time” Gojo reminded you, he didn´t let it on oftentimes but he really did care about the children.

“Of course, I´ll see you tomorrow then” you waved goodbye and then went to your room.

Yeah, the kids would have it rough, there was no avoiding that. But you would try your best that they would only have it rough, not traumatizing and horrible.

It was the least you could do.

You thought back to Choso and his brothers, they were such a nice bunch and you couldn´t wait to meet them again tomorrow.

You were so happy that the students liked them too.

Sleep came easy to you that night, you just wished every day could be as peaceful as that.

Maybe you were living in a fantasy world that was so bright it made you lose any connection to reality, but you didn´t care. You would make it into a reality.

The next dame came quick, you were refreshed and ready for your mission.

Hurriedly getting ready and saying goodbye to Gojo and the students you made your way to the Dämmerlicht once again.

“Are you guys ready to go?” you asked, smiling the same way you did yesterday but somehow even more energetic.

The three brothers nodded, two more enthusiastically than the other. Choso still was on guard. And who could blame him? He didn´t want to trust you, didn´t want to repeat the same mistakes he made.

You were very adamant on changing that though, without meaning to that thought made him smile a bit.

Perhaps a little trust wasn´t all that bad.

On the way he looked around carefully, it was so loud and crowded, he didn´t like it one bit.

Choso was on edge until they arrived at the veil.

Everything had changed so much, there were so many new impressions that he couldn´t yet place.

It was just like back then, maybe even worse.

He could hear them whispering, he wasn´t wanted here, his brothers neither, at least he looked a bit human, it was so cruel… hurt so much.

Air.

He couldn´t breathe. Not that he needed to but still, it was so familiar, the breath in his lungs that was one of the few things left of his human side, he desperately clung to it.

It was his responsibility to provide for his brothers, to take care of them and he failed. He failed oh so miserably.

He always would… he wasn´t good for anything, why did he even exist? Nobody wanted him anyway.

No, quite the contrary, they wanted him and his brothers gone. They didn´t belong here, they never did. They were an anomaly, only born into this world to be killed.

If only it was enough that he died… his brothers were innocent, they would live in the shadows, not bothering anyone, they promised. Only spare them. Please.

I´m sorry, I´m so sorry. I´ll be good, I promise, I won´t cause any trouble, just please… don´t hurt us.

Choso was frozen in place, unable to move, unable to get out of his thoughts, his eyes were wide but he was looking through everything, his hands were shaking and his mouth was dry.

Help…

Somebody help him, anyone, he would do anything. Please just make it go away.

“Alright! There we are!” your chipper voice was like a hand reaching out to him, he desperately took it.

Thank you. Thank you so much. I owe you my life.

You didn´t notice that Choso was having a panic attack since you walked ahead, but you definitely saw the tension leave his body and his face relax as you turned around to them to show them inside.

Choso didn´t know what to expect of this place.

He had thought it would be dirty and horrible, like a ghetto for curses, but it wasn´t anything like that.

After entering the veil he saw a quieter version of what had happened outside. It was like a hidden town within the city.

Suddenly he felt at ease.

Looking around he saw houses just like he knew from back then, but also modern ones. There were all sorts of shops and a park, even a cinema.

It felt like a dream.

“There are a few empty houses near the woods, but we also have an apartment building is you prefer that. Just make yourselves at home” you smiled and for once Choso was grateful for it, if you smiled it meant everything was alright.

Everything would be fine. They were safe.

You showed them around and talked about everything, told them who they should ask about the living situation and such.

“Can we really live freely like this?” Choso asked, he wanted to wish they could, wanted to be hopeful but he knew where that led.

“Well, I wish you could live with us, but that´s way in the future. For now we´re all working together so that you can at least have peace and quiet here. You shouldn´t have to hide, but anything else is impossible right now. People fear what they don´t understand. And vengeful spirits are born from that fear, they could destroy everything we have worked so hard for” you sighed. It just wasn´t fair. You hated how you practically contained them, that it was the only solution you could come up with.

You had failed.

It was hard for you to see this place in a positive way.

Sure, the curses that lived here were happy and free, they built an own community, stood together and it was beautiful. But there was so much more out there that they couldn´t enjoy and it made you mad.

You smiled and waved to some curses you knew.

“Thank you for showing us here, it´s nice to know that we can have a place to live in peace” Eso smiled.

“No problem at all! At least it´s a beginning…” you shrugged, hoping you would be able to make it even better for them.

The three bothers talked among themselves a bit, deciding that Eso and Kechizu would go ahead and talk to the curse in charge already to get a place to stay.

Choso told them to be careful and then turned to you.

“Why are you even doing all of this? Didn´t your people tell you we´re monsters and dangerous?” he asked, this has been on his mind from the beginning and quite frankly irritated him.

“Yes, they did. They tried to make you out to be the bad guys. But I always asked myself: if the monster is under my bed, isn´t it scared too? Doesn´t the monster feel just the same as I do? What makes us different? If it´s already near me why shouldn´t I make friends with it? Besides, my teachers really didn´t do a good job at the whole hate speech against you. I mean they tell you that every curse is evil and then teach you how to read cursed energy” you laughed and shook your head. Yeah, the elders and leaders of the clans were stupid. So was the whole clan system. It was so old already and yet nobody dared defy them. Because they were wiser than them apparently.

You always hated the hierarchy of old people sticking to what´s been taught to them. After all things changed. You had to adapt to and accept it, not just keep going with your old traditions and teachings.

“You know that way of thinking gets you killed, right? You can´t just say that every curse is good. Why do you so desperately want to believe in the good in people? Especially when they´re moved by fear and greed?” Choso questioned. Sure you seemed convinced enough and did the right thing, but still, was it worth dying for?

“Because I´ve seen so many people suffer from my kind, sure some curses are bad, but only some. My whole world is corrupt and based on lies. How can you expect me to stand by idly?”

Choso smirked at your words.

“Keep that attitude. If people like you existed back then…” he started, almost trailing off.

“Never mind. You do now, that´s all that matters” he stated, seeming lost in thought.

You didn´t want to pry so you stayed quiet.

“Thank you. For trusting me. I know how weird this all must be for you, thank you for giving it a chance” you smiled, though this time it was more soft and gentle.

“Well, if you´re taking a step towards us, I might as well take one towards you” he said, he no longer was on edge.

Now you understood what his brothers meant when they said he was kind.

“I have to get to work, but I´ll drop by later to see how everything´s going!” you waved goodbye and went back to the school.

In the following weeks you spent a lot of time with the brothers, helping them move in with your students. Nobara brought a lot of decoration that she didn´t need anymore and also the promised nail polish. Eso and her would spend the day shopping in the small clothing shops on the main marketplace while Megumi, Yuuji and Kechizu carried the moving boxes and furniture.

Choso and you did the rest of the organizational things.

During those weeks you learned more about him and grew closer, he had a calm presence that you liked being in.

He didn´t talk much, but when he did it was heartfelt, you really appreciated that about him.

And he told you about his past, about the human village they wanted to visit. His little brothers wanted to make friends there even though he had warned them about it. But instead of going after them, he left them alone. They returned home heavily injured. They were lucky that there was no sorcerer in town back then.

Since then they were moving a lot, never being able to stay in one place, too scared of being cast out or even worse. Sorcerers were omnipresent to them.

And even though Choso was being more careful than ever, he made one big mistake.

He trusted someone he really shouldn´t have, being invited to the village where the citizens even talked to his brothers before sealing them, giving them false hope and betraying their trust.

Sorcerers were the worst.

But you convinced him otherwise, showed him that there were others like you, who wanted to live with them, who not only tolerated them, but actually liked them.

You really were special, weren´t you?

At first he didn´t think anything about it, it was normal to spend that much time with a person, wasn´t it?

Still his brothers wouldn´t stop teasing him about his apparent crush on you. He didn´t know how to react, after all he never had a crush before, love and relationships were the last thing on his mind.

How did you even notice these things? Even Nobara teased him about it whenever she came over, but also told him that you were in the same boat.

He was glad that Yuuji was there too, he at least understood him and didn´t make him only more confused than he already was.

So what if he enjoyed your presence a tad bit more than he did everyone else´s? That didn´t have to mean anything.

Though now that the thought was inside his head, he just became hyper aware of it.

Nobara told Eso about a new ice cream place that would open inside the veil soon and how they needed to go there with everyone.

“Choso you should really ask (Y/N) out already, that´s the perfect place to go!” she encouraged him, but he just sighed.

“I never had ice cream before” he admitted, though it was more of a neutral statement, shocking Nobara and Yuuji.

“No way! You need to change that immediately!” Yuuji said.

“Yeah, that´s a crime!” Nobara added in the instance you walked in.

You were used to the commotion already, if you were being honest you liked it. If the kids were so at ease and comfortable everything would be fine.

“What is?” you questioned after joining them.

“Choso never had ice cream before, can you believe that?” Nobara told you, still in shock.

“Really? We need to change that” you said determined.

“If you say so, how about now? I could use some fresh air” he smiled, he would take any chance to be alone with you, especially after such an embarrassing conversation. Maybe they were right after all. But what should he do about that?

“Is it really that weird that I never had ice cream?” he asked, not understanding why everyone made such a big deal out of it.

“Hmm not really actually. I mean it´s so usual for us since we´ve grown up with it, but you´re from a different world, so it´s not surprising. But I have a feeling you´ll like it” you smiled.

“Everyone just talked about a new shop that opened… do you maybe wanna go there?” he said, thinking a bit and then taking a deep breath of courage before uttering his next word: “As a date?”.

You blinked twice, looking at him questioning, did he really just say that? It wasn´t just your imagination? It was so sudden but you couldn´t say you minded that in the least.

On the contrary, it excited you. “I´d really like that” you said, smiling the same way you only did when you were around him.

So he didn´t just imagine that, maybe his siblings were right, they were definitely more perceptive than he was when it came to such things.

“Heh, my first date. Just a warning though, I´m not good when it comes to those things, so please don´t be too disappointed with me” he told you, after all he didn´t know how he was supposed to behave now, was there anything he should do different?

“Don´t worry about that, you can´t disappoint me. I´m just really glad to be able to spend time with you. I… I like you a lot, Choso” you admitted to which he smiled. Usually he didn´t smile so openly, but with you he just couldn´t stop.

You made him do things he normally wouldn´t and somehow he enjoyed that way more than he thought he should.

It wasn´t a long walk to the ice cream place and it was almost empty too, which was nice.

“There are a bunch of different flavors, you can choose whatever you want” you smiled, telling him about your favorite flavors.

“I think I´ll try vanilla first” he said after looking at the menu.

You nodded and ordered for both of you, you decided to walk around the park a bit, the weather was really nice today.

Choso was a bit hesitant to try it, it was so cold… but then again it probably was supposed to be. He watched you eat your ice cream and wondered if your teeth didn´t hurt from all the cold.

Before it could melt though, you had warned him about that, he tried it.

It was something he never experienced before, yes, it was cold, but somehow that didn´t make his mouth numb like he feared.

Instead it melted in his mouth, the flavor was so simple yet immaculate.

“And? How is it?” you asked curiously. “I think I like it. It´s a weird texture but… it´s fun to eat” he chuckled slightly, imagining how stupid he must sound to you right now.

But he didn´t care.

It was you after all, you would never hold it against him.

No, you were excited and happy that he was having fun. You two decided that you would try a lot of new things together.

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