#the smore ones were really sweet

[nanaslutt]

nana forgive me for i have sinned :((( ive been thinking about whiny choso getting frustrated because he thinks our moans are so cute but it’s gonna make him cum too fast he wants to tell us to shut up but he just cant bring himself to do it

Contains: fem reader, established relationship, dirty talk, teasing, fantasizing, choking, rough sex, mating press, protected sex (that's a first), multiple orgasms, Choso discovers his breeding kink, talk of pregnancy, lactation kink, cockwarming

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Choso was in quite the predicament. You were underneath him, your legs over his shoulders as he fucked you into a mating press, your knees by your ears, and you were being so loud. So much so that Choso thought that long after you were done fucking he would hear your moans and whines of his name ringing in his ears. That wasn't the problem though, the problem was you sounded so needy and perfect, especially when you tried to call out his name which always ended in more whines and broken syllables of the word on your tongue.

Choso wanted to tell you to shut up so bad because every time a whine left your lips; which was every single time he thrust his cock into you; his cock would twitch and throb, threatening to spill. It had only been a couple minutes and he had already pulled his cock out of you for the 4th time and gripped his cock hard at the base to prevent himself from cumming-- closing his eyes and gritting his teeth as he tried not to focus on how cute you sounded whining at the loss, and how breathless you sounded trying to swallow air into your lungs while he gave himself a break.

"Chosoo~" You wined, grabbing his hips and pulling them back towards yourself in an effort to get him back inside you. "Stop pulling out~ wanna feel you 'smore." You whined, tilting your head against the sheets and pouting out your bottom lip needily as you looked up at him with clouded eyes. He squeezed his eyes shut harder at the sound of your voice begging him, he couldn't take it, even having pulled himself out of your too-wet, too-tight cunt.

"What's wrong? Hmm?" You cooed, rubbing your hands along his waist as you watched him take in deep, steady breaths. Choso thought about spilling the beans and telling you what had him pulling out every ten thrusts, you gave him a perfect opening after all! After a. couple of seconds of contemplation, Choso released the hold he had on the base of his dick and opened his eyes, leaning forward to rub the tip of his cock through your wet folds before he caught the tip in the ring of your cunt and pushed in slowly. "Nothing." He responded, gulping at the feeling of you around him once more before he started up a rough pace again.

Once again your sweet moans and loud slaps and squenchles filled the room as he fucked into you with reckless abandon. He shook his head at the sound of your voice invading his ears, his jaw dropping in a small o when your cunt got tighter around him. He watched your hand slither between your bodies and rub small circles furiously against your little clit, trying to push yourself toward your orgasm.

Choso's breath caught in his throat and came out stuttered when he felt your cunt constrict around his cock as he fucked you through your first orgasm. He had to clench his jaw and bite down on his teeth hard to keep his hips moving and somehow not cum from your rapid twitching and pulsing of your walls. Your jaw dropped open when you felt your orgasm wash over you, your moans going silent for a se cond until you really felt it, then you were a moaning and squirming mess.

Choso couldn't take it anymore, thinking fast he moved one of his large hands that was steadying itself next to your head on the mattress to cover your mouth as your moans increased in volume, and doubled in how desperate you sounded. His eyes rolled back in his head at how your cunt seemed to twitch and pulse around him endlessly through your orgasm. He held his breath throughout the entire thing, the both of you gasping in tandem when you finally came down and were thrown into oversensitivity as the man didn't let up his thrusts inside your cunt.

"C-choso" You tried mumbling agaisnt his hand, your smaller one reaching up to grab at his wrist and dig your nails into it in support as he fucked ruthlessly into you. His breathing and soft moans felt so much louder in your ears now that he had shut you up, the sound going straight to your cunt and making you even wetter somehow. "S-sorry." He moaned, shutting his eyes as he let out a loud groan when you squeezed around him a little too tight as you were worked through the last bit of your overstimulation and were thrown into another spiral of getting fucked towards another orgasm.

"I cant t-take it." He groaned, tipping his head back to groan before he opened his eyes once more and made contact with your glossy ones. "Your moans." He specified, making you scrunch your eyebrows together as you tried to understand what he meant. "'S why I had to keep t-taking it out." He kept talking, panting through his words. "Made me feel like- hahh- like I was gonna cum just l-listening to your voice." He confessed, feeling his own face heat up at his revealing words.

You groaned behind his hand which covered your mouth at the revelation. Your face turned crimson as you thought about how by just your voice alone you could bring a man such as Choso to his knees. You spoke behind his hand, bringing your other hand up to pull his wrist away so you could speak properly as he let you move his hand to your neck and rest it there softly, "So d-o it." you whimpered with a mischievous smile on your face. "C- ahh- cum~" You finished.

He breathed in a shaky breath, his hand squeezing your throat on instinct as he registered your words. Abliet, he was worried about cumming before you and leaving you unsatisfied as his refractory period was a little longer than yours, so the fact that he had already made you cum once made him more susceptible to your words. His hips pulled back slowly, pulling almost all the way out, before he fucked his cock back into you, keeping his eyes glued to yours as he watched them roll back in your head. "Yeah?" He asked, repeating the process of fucking into your slowly but heavily.

"Y-eah" You stuttered through his thrusts, "C-cum inside me Cho~" You begged, biting your lip at him while you smiled at him like he was the only man in the world. Although he had a condom on, he still felt himself throb at your words. "You want me to cum inside?" He asked, picking up his thrusts more steadily as he felt his orgasm creep up on him. "Yes, b-abyy~ F-fill me up with 'ur cum Cho-so!" you whined, your voice coming out strained when his hand squeezed around your throat.

He changed his position slightly, bringing one of his feet up to plant itself next to your torso as he gave himself better leverage to fuck you into the mattress. Your wines somehow made it through your vocal cords even with the tight grip he had on your neck, which made him feel dizzy. Your eyes were rolling back in your head, your jaw was slack as moans freely fell from your lips, and Choso absolutely pounded you into the bed, making your body dip into the matress and bounce up to meet his already rough thrusts.

He couldn't stop your words from echoing in his head, telling him to fill you up. His mind wandered to a scenario if him fucking you without a condom, freely filling you to the brim, and watching his seed spill out of your abused hole as he used two fingers to scoop up the seed and stuff it back into your cunt. He wasn't sure if he could even get you pregnant with him being a curse and all, but damn it if he wasn't going to try.

His thoughts kept traveling, to you getting pregnant, fucking you in celebration, sucking your milk-filled tits because they were sooo sore and who would he be to let the mother of his child suffer like that? He never knew he wasted a child but just a couple words from you sent him in an absolute spiral, and he couldn't argue that a little you running around wouldn't be so bad.

He was thrown back to reality when he felt both of your hands wrap around his that were choking you out. You were nodding dumbly, a fucked out smile on your face as he destroyed your pussy; loud squelching noises echoed through the room, and a nice white ring of your cum had formed around the base of his cock and some was smeared on your thighs form how wet you were. "C-chosooo~" You moaned when his thrusts started losing their rhythm.

"W-wanna fill you up- I- I want to cum inside you." He said, keeping his eyes on your face as his bottom lip started to quiver, he was so sensitive right now. "P-please Choso C-cum for me~" You whined. That's all it took for the dark-haired man's high to wash over him. His thick seed filling up the condom as he fucked his hips into you, each time his hips met your ass he pressed himself as hard as he could agaisnt you, imagining he was trying to get his seed as deep as possible inside your cunt to make sure you got pregnant.

"F-uuckkk~" You wined underneath him, your walls spasming around him as you came together. Your walls milked his balls dry, and the man pressed his hips flush against yours as he relished in the feeling of your walls squeezing him while he groaned loudly as the aftershocks of his orgasm wracked through his body.

Your legs slid off of his shoulders and fell weakly against the sheets as he released your neck in its iron grip and collapsed against your body, breathing shakily as your hands rubbed soothingly agaisnt his back. "That was a big one~" You teased, giggling while he caught his breath with his face cradled in the crook of your neck. You started to wiggle from underneath him, signaling him to pull out of you so the two of you could clean up. "W-wait-" He whispered into your neck.

Your hands came up to run through his hair as you waited for him to finish speaking. "Wanna stay inside you f-for a little longer." He whispered, slightly embarrassed. You nodded, humming in agreement as you continued running your hands through his hair, over his shoulder and back, all while you felt his cock twitching inside you.

"What made you cum so hard Cho?" You giggled, turning your head towards his and pressing a kiss to the side of his head as his hands wrapped underneath you and held you snugly against his body. He paused, gathering his thoughts before he mumbled into your shoulder, "Think I wanna get you pregnant."

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thank you so much for requesting anon, and thanks for your patience in waiting for this. Hope you like where I took it 😅 Is it a hushed conversation between kisses? Idk. Do they kiss? Kind of. Do they need to be quiet? yes?

1164 words

warnings: SMUT (finger sucking| PIV intercourse - creampie | technically you're camping & have to be quiet for this reason, but it's not really explicitly stated) | my blog is 18+

Despite the hot breath at your temple dotted with sweat, goosebumps rose on your skin. It seemed only Steve Harrington could pull them from you, the sort of primal reactions and sounds your body couldn’t deny.

He had a knack for it - a useless talent to some, an addiction if you asked him, a weapon he absolutely knew how to wield in your opinion.

Maybe it’s the way his hand curled on your hip. The way the rough pads of his fingertips soothed against heated skin. How they skated over elastic and snapped it against your body, accompanied by his mouth opening against the hinge of your jaw he’d traveled down to.

Not kissing you. Not licking or sucking. Just opening his mouth and breathing.

You hated that you whined.

Steve smiled against your neck, he couldn’t help it. And if he wasn’t painfully hard against your ass, he’d do this all night long.

He let his nose drag lower, then back up, indulging in the scent of you - mixed with the lake and bonfire, something sweet and smoky - addicting, like a freaking smore. Like he could have twenty of you and never be full or sick from such a sweet treat. He paused just behind your ear as his fingers slipped over the wet cotton in front of you and he felt your body go rigid against him, like you were holding your breath.

Everything was louder - your heartbeat in your ears, the crickets, the faint crackle of the dying fire now popping and hissing loudly as you waited. Your bare legs slipped against the cool sleeping bag, fingers digging into the flannel pillowcase as your teeth did the same to your bottom lip.

When Steve finally brushed a finger over cotton, giving the part of you throbbing and aching for attention, you gasped, hips wiggled quickly, searching for more, and he pulled away as soon as they did.

You groaned, loudly, and his hand was quick to jump over your mouth, which only had your eyes rolling back.

“Honey,” he spoke directly into your ear and his cheek pulled between his teeth when he saw how the press of his lips there had your eyelashes fluttering. “If you can’t be quiet…” He started to pull his body away, and your hands caught his wrist, keeping him locked around you.

Steve swallowed, watching from over your shoulder how your chest heaved, glistening with sweat. Your shirt and little sleep shorts guilty of this whole scenario he finds himself in, discarded and crumpled in the corner of the tent. He could have removed those from you an hour ago, his brain’s a little fuzzy - senses in overdrive wanting to get every sigh and whimper and twitch of your body he could get out.

“Please,” you begged in a hoarse whisper, turning your head as his hand fell from your lips, but not straying to far, fingers curled around your chin, thumb soothing over your jaw. Your nose drags over his before lips pressed a wet and desperate kiss to the corner of his mouth. “I’ll be good, please.”

You watched him under heavy lids, taking in the pink flush of his cheeks, blown out pupils quickly replacing the honey in his eyes, so you took his hand and pressed two fingers to your lips, and waited.

Steve’s throat bobbed as your tongue licked the pad of one, running up the seam of the digits pressed together until you were taking both tips into your mouth and sucking.

He wasn’t the only one who had a weapon to wield, who had an addiction to getting those same primal reactions out of him.

Your cheeks hollowed, his eyelids grew heavy, fluttering as his cock twitched against you and a rumble of something in his chest pressed into your spine.

“Fuck,” he gasped, forehead knocking your temple as he rolled his hips against you.

He quickly pulled his fingers from where they were flattened over your tongue, wet fingers pushed down your black underwear and then his own. Steve’s length slipped between your legs, before his arm was wrapping around your waist and pulling you tight to him as his tip glided through your slick.

“So wet, baby,” he whined into your ear, fingers digging into your abdomen as you shivered when he pressed at your entrance. “Jus’ for me? Jus-just waiting for this all night?”

You nodded, warmth flooding your body at his words, the truth of them, and the way he pushed slowly inside of you.

Fingers gripped his forearm that only tightened around you, before his hand roamed down, over your thigh and back up to your hip, pulling you open so he could slip in deeper.

Steve made a sort of strangled noise against the back of your neck, pressed fully against your ass as your head fell back in a gasp, resting on his shoulder. He sat still, twitching inside of you until you were throbbing around him, fingers digging into the cool material beneath you and nodding, silently telling him to move.

It was all slow drags out and a forceful thrusts back in, each one picking up speed, making you both try to hold in your ragged and loud breaths. Steve pressed his nails into your thigh, nose and lips a ghost along your shoulder. Your walls sucking him in, yet coating him in slick in a way you hadn’t before had him quietly cursing, swearing and praising you in the same breath.

He scratched up your thigh when your hips rolled back against him, lips finding his neck and pressing kisses to any skin you could reach. His fingertips slipped over your clit, quietly swearing again at how wet you were and how you moaned when he made a second figure eight over the bundle of nerves.

“Steve,” you spoke into his jaw, fingers curled in the hair at the back of his neck, the other tugging at anything in front of you to hold on to as he pounded into you harder, but at the same consistent rhythm. As his tip hit that spot deep inside of you over and over again, the place only Steve Harrington had a knack for finding or being able to reach, white heat poured over you, heartbeat rushing in your ears as he took you higher.

He could feel you squeezing around him, feel the way your body shook against his, his own orgasm held off until you opened your mouth just below his ear.

You didn’t kiss him. You didn’t lick or suck or bite. You were just breathing.

A harder tug of his hair in your fingers, an arch of your back, eyelids fluttering, and a sort of hitched breath that warmed across his skin all made him fall over the edge he’d taken you both to. As goosebumps erupted down his arms, he spilled inside of you, both of you gripping the others body like it was your only way out alive.

He hated that he whined.

You smiled against his neck, you couldn’t help it.

[hgfictionwriter]

Quiet

Jessie Fleming x Reader

Summary: Jessie takes you camping. She has a surprise in store for you, but you have to promise to be quiet.

Warning: Smut. Even more smut. And it's even longer. Too long, but here we are! All this because I was inspired by Jessie in a beanie.

The gravel crunched underneath your shoes as you walked up to your and Jessie's tent. You took one last glance at the adjacent sites where a few of Jessie's teammates were set up, and they too had retired to their tents for the evening. The whole campsite was quiet in the still of the night.

There was a dull light emanating from your tent as you zipped it open and stepped inside. Jessie had zipped together your sleeping bags and was just shuffling down into it as you closed the tent back up.

"Thanks for setting everything up," you spoke quietly as you gestured to your surroundings in the tent. She gave you a smile.

"Of course."

"And thank you for making me smores," you added with a teasing lilt in your voice. "Best I've ever had."

She chuckled as she adjusted her position on the inflatable camping mattress. "Anything for you," she relayed with a wink.

"Charmer," you deadpanned with a smile lingering on your lips.

You turned around to rummage through your duffle bag and you dug out your sleepwear. You began to get changed, already knowing before you turned around that Jessie would be watching you. When you first started seeing each other, Jessie was a gentleman of sorts - or maybe it really was that she was just coy - and would look away anytime you changed, blushing of course. Now, here she was laying with her hands behind her head and watching you unabashedly. You loved your blushing Jessie, but you had to admit this version of her did something extra to you.

"Nice shirt," she said with a smug grin.

"Oh, this?" You feigned as she turned slightly and lifted the collar area slightly to accentuate the name across your back. "It's just a nice shirt. That Fleming girl - meh, she's alright."

"Alright?" Jessie asked aghast, her pitch rising and her eyes growing wide. "Wow. I guess she's going to have to step up her game to impress you a little more, then," she laughed before opening up the sleeping bag for you. "Come on, princess."

You turned off the small lamp and climbed in, snuggling into her side and giving her a sweet kiss. "By the way, you look so fucking cute in your beanie.”

She kissed you back before subconsciously adjusting the beanie on her head, pink colouring her cheeks that you could see even as your eyes adjusted to the dark. "Yeah, well, you don't look so bad yourself out here. I saw you building that fire. I'm impressed."

"I'm not just a pretty face, you know. And if you want to talk attractive, seeing you chop wood? Well, I'll tell you that's a fantasy I didn't know I had, but consider it fulfilled."

You gave her one more peck as you turned onto your side, your back now to her. She snickered as she turned into you to wrap an arm around your waist and press her lips to your shoulder.

"Thanks for being out here this weekend with me and the girls," she said as she kissed your shoulder again and gave you a light squeeze.

"Of course, babe," you said as you reached behind you, your fingers sneaking under her beanie as you caressed the back of her head. You fidgeted slightly as she tilted her head up to give you a single kiss on the neck.

"I've always wanted to bring a girlfriend camping with me," she said quietly, ending her sentence with another light kiss.

You tilted your head back to look at her to see her watching you tentatively. "I'm the first girl you've brought out here with you?" She bowed her head a bit, ducking behind your shoulder.

"Yeah," she said shyly.

"Aww, Jessie," you cooed and she immediately gave you a light shove, starting to complain.

"Don't make a big thing out of it. Don't make fun of me," she whined.

"I'm not," you chuckled, though making sure to shore up your tone. You just thought she was too fucking cute. "I swear. I think it's really sweet."

"Mhmm," she pouted.

You grabbed her arm and pulled it back around you, trying to pull her closer into you. She let you move her arm, but she didn't move beyond that.

"I love you. I really do. And thank you for bringing me out here," you continued, lifting her arm to give her a quick kiss on her hand before returning it around your waist.

"I love you, too," she grumbled.

"Come closer." You tugged on her arm only to receive a teasing scoff.

"I don't know if you deserve it," she said with mock indignance.

"Babe." You drew the word out in complaint. "I'm sorry." You held your hand up in surrender. "I'll be good now, I swear." You smiled complacently as the mattress shifted as she inched back towards you, though still not as close as you wanted.

"Yeah?" She asked, her voice ever so husky as she planted a small kiss on your shoulder.

"Mhmm," you promised with a series of nods as you gave her arm another tug.

She leaned up on one arm so she could move her head up over you and she laid a slow kiss on the pulse of your neck. You felt her smile against you as you subconsciously moved beneath her.

"I'll have to think about it," she said quietly, her voice low and teasing as she continued to lay slow, sensual kisses along your neck.

"Mm, what can I do to convince you?" You said as you reached your arm back and ran your fingers along the back of her neck.

"I guess we'll have to see."

You were readying a complaint when she pulled away from your neck, but she soon resettled herself - her arm wrapping around you tightly and pulling her flush up against her this time. Your complaint was replaced by a small gasp leaving your lips as you suddenly became very aware that Jessie was wearing a strap with her boxers.

"What's wrong, baby girl?" Jessie asked innocently as she peppered slow kisses along the back of your shoulder.

"Nothing," you replied with a breathy laugh. You turned your head to see her wearing a shit eating grin. You lowered your voice to a low whisper. "I just didn't expect to feel your cock up against me. That's all."

"Hm? This one?” Jessie asked as she gave a roll of her hips. You moaned subconsciously and before it was even fully out of your throat you found yourself on your back, pressed into the mattress. Jessie was on top of you in a flash, her hand fully, but gently covering your mouth. While that was a new experience for you, you were even more distracted with the fact that she was now between your legs and her strap is pressing against you through the fabrics between you.

Jessie tilted her head down so her lips were brushing against your ear, sending goosebumps across your skin. “You know I love hearing you moan and call my name. But new rule tonight. You can’t make any noise.”

You let out a muffled groan through Jessie’s hand and she chuckled lightly into your ear, causing you to squirm under her at the sensation that went through you as her hot breath tickled you. “Not off to a good start, my love,” she chided. She shifted against you once more, purposely grinding the strap against you through your clothes. You frowned in frustration as you shifted back against her and another small moan worked its way up.

Jessie sat back just enough to give you a look as she tutted in disapproval. “Baby. If you can’t keep quiet I’m going to have to stop.” She couldn’t hold back a smirk as you began to whine and fidget. She leaned back in, this time her knee nudging your leg further out as she pressed up against your core again. “You don’t want to wake our friends, do you? Or worse, the other campers?” She nipped at your ear lobe and you grit your teeth. “Everyone hearing you moan and beg and call my name? What would people say?”

Heat immediately pooled between your legs at her words. You weren’t exactly a prude before you met Jessie. But what you had with her was very special - she always made you feel safe and cared for, and God was she attractive. Never mind how she looked, but it blew your mind to think about the things she'd say to you in bed. Everyone saw her as sweet and innocent Jessie; they had no idea how dirty a mouth she had for you. Needless to say, she brought out another side of you when it came to sex. To this day, even in this moment, it still shocked you how much of a slut you were for her.

You inhaled deeply as your gaze shifted to the top of the tent in an attempt to focus on staying quiet. She kissed your cheek gently as she removed her hand from your mouth. “That’s my good girl," she said as she dipped a hand past the waistband of your shorts and into your underwear, her fingers easily sliding through your slick folds. Her breath hitched and you felt her roll her shoulders as a satisfied smirk crossed her lips.

"Mm, so wet for me already."

You ran your hands up the back of her neck and massaged the taut muscles there. Her eyes closed as she leaned into your touch. Your ran your fingers up the back of her head and removed her beanie before playing with her hair as it fell to frame her face.

"I'm always wet for you," you murmured quietly in her ear as you shifted your hips up against her fingers.

She paused and stiffened, suppressing a moan of her own. Her words always got you going, but your words could get her too.

After a moment of recovery she exhaled gruffly and you soon found your shorts and underwear pulled off and carelessly thrown aside and she shifted you both back onto your sides so she was spooning you. Her hand gripped the back of your thigh and she lifted your leg to began slowly grinding her hips against you, the strap pushing back and forth through your folds, hitting your clit and sending shockwaves through you.

You inhaled sharply and she moved in closer to whisper in your ear. "Remember, baby, no noise." A purposeful pause before she took your earlobe between her teeth and flicked her tongue across it. "No matter how hard I make you cum."

You practically melted into her and the mattress at the sentiment. You could feel her prideful smile against you at having you so worked up before she'd really even gotten started.

"You are so fucking wet," she whispered as she drew the strap back and forth through your lips painfully slow. "I can hear how much you want my cock."

A small moan moved helplessly up your throat though you did your best to stifle it. Still, she gave you a disapproving noise.

"Uh uh," she warned with a teasing voice, although she continued to move her hips. "You keep that up and I won't give you what you need." She tightened her grip on your leg and lifted it a touch higher. You needed no encouragement and you spread your legs further for her. She moaned into your neck and kissed you. "I know you want me inside of you. You want me to fill you up. You want me to fuck you so hard you can't think straight. And I want to fuck you so hard and so thoroughly that you can't think of anything but me for days."

"Jessie," you whimpered.

"Babe," she scolded as she stilled her movements. Her fingers dug into your thigh momentarily before she pushed you firmly down so you were flat on your stomach. Your hands gripped the sleeping bag as she shifted to straddle you from behind, her legs on either side of yours and her hands up by your arms.

"I thought you said you were going to be good?" She said tersely. She snickered as you wriggled beneath her, desperate for her. You turned your head as best you could to look at her and you nodded, pleading to her with your eyes.

"I don't think you deserve to have my cock inside of you," she taunted. Her sharp words juxtaposed by how she tenderly caressed your arm with her thumb.

"Lucky for you," she continued, her tone now light as she began sitting back, tracing her fingers along your arms until her palms were resting on your back, "I've been waiting all night to be inside you. It was all I could think about and I can't wait any longer."

Your mouth fell open and she shifted back to adjust herself. Your back arched as you felt her line up the tip of the strap with your entrance. She leaned forward just so and you felt the tip enter you. A deep breath filled your lungs and you tightened your grip on the fabric beneath you at the feeling of her entering you. You desperately wanted more.

"God, you're gorgeous," she murmured before leaning forward and easing herself into you to the hilt. You had no hope of stopping the gasp that escaped you at her filing you so fully.

"Mmm," she warned as she moved her hands up your body and rested them under your arms. She held herself up to not let her full weight rest on your, but her body was planked on you now and her head was next to yours.

She remained motionless inside of you, making sure you were quiet - torturing you, really - before drawing her hips back. Your back flexed under her as pleasure flowed through you at that simple action. She paused again, the tip barely inside of you as she held you transfixed, before slamming down into you.

This time, there was no more teasing. She began thrusting into you repeatedly, rolling her hips in a way that made sure to send spasms through you at every contact. You buried your face in the pillow and had to bite it to prevent yourself from crying out. The mattress gave under you with every thrust and it only added to the force and sensation of it all.

She tilted her head down, her breath hot and heavy in your ear as she expertly pulled out and rammed herself back into you.

"How does that feel, baby?" She whispered. She latched onto your neck and sucked hard on the skin there when she saw you clench your fists in response to her question. "Mm, I know you like that. You love when I mark you. And I love letting everyone know you're mine." She clamped down on your neck again. You arched into her touch and were now white-knuckling the sleeping bag to keep quiet. "I love knowing that anyone who sees you will know you're taken. I'm not sharing you with anyone," she said with a sharp thrust for emphasis.

A small moan escaped you - her possessive claims and her skillful actions proving to be too much. Jessie stopped immediately and a whine fell from your mouth. She leaned down whispering into your ear. “I told you I’d stop if you made noise.”

You clenched your fists impossibly harder, using every ounce of strength to not groan in frustration. You rolled your hips back up at her and she let out a low moan at the friction it caused. You opened your eyes as you heard rustling as she clutched the sleeping bag within her fists now too.

Despite how blown out her pupils were from lust, she still scolded you. “That wasn’t nice."

She wrapped an arm across your front along the collarbone, but still gave you a kiss on the back of your shoulder. You grasped her arm as she started moving inside of you again, your nails digging into her forearm and she sunk her teeth into the flesh of your back in response.

She held you tightly as she began fucking you roughly into the mattress. You dug your nails deeper into her forearm and she bucked harder against you.

"Fuck, babe," she panted. "Nobody makes me feel like you do."

You tossed your head back in response and she began hungrily kissing your neck once more. Even if you didn't make a peep, the sound of your arousal filled your ears every time she moved. Her boxers were going to be ruined with your juices the way you were dripping and with how she was slamming into you. You know she had to be soaking as well - she loved fucking you with her strap and from the hitches in her breath and the moans that fell from her lips, she was nearing her edge too. You felt that pit deep inside of you tightening and tightening and your legs squeezed together as your climax quickly approached.

"It's okay, baby," she whispered encouragingly into your ear as she pulled you closer against her. "You can come. I want you to come for me." You reached behind you and found the back of her neck and clutched her down to you. She grunted and squeezed you tighter as she breathed against you. "I'm gonna come for you, too."

You couldn't help it, a longing groan fell from your mouth as you tightened around her and your insides began to pulse. Waves began to rush through you and your nails clawed at her, you were sure they had to be breaking skin by now.

"Ah fuck," she panted, her voice thick with desire as her head lolled against yours. Then she moved one leg up to plant it on the bed so she was kneeling, her hands now gripping your hips and began fucking you feverishly.

You buried your face back into the pillow and bit down hard, nearly screaming as she plowed you into the bed. A wanton moan escaped as she suddenly dug her fingers into you.

"Y/n." Your name fell from her lips, her voice suddenly high with need. Her thrusts stuttered as her own orgasm overwhelmed her. Her breathing was ragged, her grip on your hips releasing and tightening and back again as she rode out her climax.

As your waves began to dissipate, her strokes evened and slowed until she pushed in one final time and collapsed on top of you.

"Oh my God," she breathed as she shifted her weight a bit to give you some reprieve. You liked having her fully on you, but she always felt like she would hurt you if she did. You both lay there catching your breath and recovering.

"I love you so much," she eventually said in reverence as she kissed along your back.

You turned your head slightly, head still fuzzy and in a daze, but you smiled at her. "I'll never get over how good you are," you said with an airy laugh. "Jesus. That was," you trailed off, your eyes fluttering shut momentarily, "beyond amazing."

She pulled out of you, one last jolt going through you as she did so. She leaned down and kissed the corner of your mouth before laying on her back next to you. She reached down and took off her boxers and the strap. She held up the boxers briefly before tossing both items over to her bag.

"Well, those are definitely laundry."

"Shut up," you whined as you ducked your head a bit into the pillow.

"Hey," she chuckled as she rolled back over, placing her arm around you and kissing your temple. "It wasn't just you," she said pointedly, before adding, "besides, you know how much I love how wet you get for me."

A smirk crossed your face. "Honestly. Dripping wet for you." You saw her jaw clench at the proclamation and you arched as her fingers dug lightly into your hip once more.

"You're getting me worked up again," she warned as she tugged you towards her.

"You say that like it's a bad thing" you retorted as you hooked a leg over hers.

"Fuck, babe," she breathed and she firmly ran her hand across your back and pulled you closer. "I don't know how you do this to me." She inhaled deeply, before letting out a sharp breath as she pushed you onto your back and moved on top of you. Her gaze was dark and it sent renewed sensations through your core. You dragged your nails teasingly down her back before gripping her firm ass.

Her eyes closed as her back arched into your touch. She opened her eyes once more with a shuddering exhale.

"I would do anything to keep you happy," she said earnestly. "You mean everything to me."

You cupped her face and pulled her gently down towards you. "I have never been this happy in my entire life. Jessie Fleming," you took a quick breath as you trailed a finger across her collarbone absently, "you are the best thing that's ever happened to me."

She let her head fall gently against yours and she let out a content breath. "I love you. So much."

You wrapped your arms around the back of her neck and tilted your chin up to capture her lips with your own. You both quickly deepened the kiss and soon your tongues were teasing each others.

You shoulders rose and your breath hitched as her hand began to run up your thigh.

"I want to feel you," she whispered against you as her fingers began to explore between your folds.

"Oh my god, Jess," you breathed as you tightened your grasp on her and rolled your hips into her fingers. You winced in pleasure as her other hand gripped the base of your neck.

"I want you inside of me," you told her between kisses and this time she obliged you quickly. Her thumb came down to rest on your clit as she sunk two fingers into you and curled them upwards. A quiet moan fell from both of you.

"Fuck," she gasped, "you feel so fucking amazing," she praised as her head lolled from side to side at the feel of you tight around her.

"Jessie," you panted as she began to move, her fingers now soaked in your arousal. "You feel what you do to me?" You asked as you ground into the palm of her hand.

"Oh my god, Y/n."

Your eyes opened as Jessie withdrew and began to sit up. You gave her a puzzled look before realizing that she was about to move down your body. You gripped her toned arms and held her in place, urging her to come back up. Her brow furrowed in confusion.

"I want you up here with me tonight."

Her expression relaxed and she gave you a small smile as she climbed back up you. She moved one hand into yours and laced your fingers together before kissing you deeply.

"Anything for you," she said as she dipped her fingers back inside of you. You melted into her touch. You gripped her hand tighter and you spread your legs wider for her. "Mm, baby," she said with a groan of appreciation. "I love when you do that. Jesus."

"Fuck me, Jess," you whispered into her ear as you moved your hips in time with her. "Make me yours."

A low, hungry growl rumbled in Jessie's throat and she released your hand to wrap her arm around your lower back and she pulled you into her. She flexed her legs, shifting them to spread yours even more before leaning down into you, pinning you to the mattress with your legs now up on her shoulders.

"Always," she said, her eyes locking on yours. I'll show you who you belong to," she promised as she gave a strong thrust of her hips, her fingers thrusting hard and deep into you.

"Oh God," you said as your eyes rolled up into your head. She began fucking you, her whole body moving with you and she quickly added a third finger, stretching you out even more.

"This pussy belongs to me," she stated as she hit your g-spot again and again. "You belong to me." Your mouth fell open and all you could do was try to breathe. "Tell me," she demanded as she began moving into you harder. "Tell me who you belong to."

"You. Only you, Jess," you managed to say, your voice filled with need. Jessie was truly the sweetest and kindest person you knew, but when she was knuckle-deep inside of you, she - and you for that matter - became someone else entirely. And you fucking loved it.

"That's right, baby," she breathed. "And I'm yours. You have all of me."

"Jessie," you moaned, "I'm going to come already."

"Come for me, baby. Show me you're mine."

You wrapped your arms around her tighter. You brought your head up and bit down on her shoulder, smothering a scream as you came around her fingers.

As you came down from another high, she slowed her pace and laid you gently back down on the mattress. You only now realizing that she'd been basically hold you up in her arms towards the end.

You covered your face in both exhaustion and elation, your body completely limp. You didn't think you could move even if you tried.

Your eyes were closed as she crawled up your body again and gave you tender kisses on the cheek.

"My beautiful girl."

Her fingers traced feather-light touches across your arm as she patiently waited for your to come around. When you did, you gently cupped her cheek and pulled her in for a slow kiss.

"I'm just gonna say it. If we ever split up - which we won't," you said, added the latter in exclamation knowing she'd interject, "I would definitely be coming around and begging you for a thorough fucking."

She frowned at you displeased. "But I don't want to just fuck you."

"I know," you smiled, "and I love you desperately for that."

Jessie huffed. Pouting still as she curled up against you, wrapping an arm protectively around her waist. "I don't like you talking about us breaking up," she complained.

"Baby, you're perfect. I could never leave you," you placated, though it was true.

"Stop," she whined as she buried her face in your shoulder.

"I'm sorry," you chuckled. "What can I say? I'm a little discombobulated after those core shaking orgasms." She scoffed, but you felt her smile against you. You knew she got a high off of how good she made you feel and you knew she'd be wearing the marks from you like badges of honour tomorrow.

You laid a kiss on the top of her head and she kissed your collarbone.

"Now," you said, a lilt in your voice as you grabbed her wrists and moved so you were now straddling Jessie's waist with her hands pinned beside her head. "Let's take care of you."

------------

Though Jessie was normally an early riser, the camp was full of activity by the time you both woke from your sleep. You both got dressed and stepped out to see her teammates prepping breakfast already.

"Better get these two some coffee. They were up all night.”

[hugemilkshake]

Hey can you do more uh...self aware cookie run au with anxious reader? Just I can't help but imagine more scenarios of y/n being anxious and thinking 'OH MY GOD IM GONNA DIE!' Buuut end up spoiled by cookies. Here are some examples I thought up but if you think of anymore cute and fun things, I'd love to see em too!

Y/n goes to the hollyberry kingdom and meets pitaya. Thinks they are gonna die to dragon...nope, dragon just wants to encourage y/n to make smores or roast jelly dogs over their flames and if a single one of the cookies who sabotage the competition even think for a SECOND about interrupting that, then they got another thing coming!

Y/n thinks they are gonna die to the licorice sea or the traitor affogato cookie when encountering them....sea acts kind to y/n somehow (or just ignores em...your choice lol) and affogato just wants to spoil y/n with sweets! (Bonus: instead of joining the COD....they go with y/n as something along the lines of 'you know what? I don't want to take over this kingdom anymore. I don't want it anymore, I want y/n! King, I admit to everything, please banish me so I can run away to y/n's kingdom!') Lmao!

Golden cheese kingdom...y/n goes in, thinking glitches are gonna kill em buuuut all the digital cookies make sure y/n is feeling safe, happy, and comfortable....aaaand golden cheese gives em lots of hugs lol! Can imagine being wrapped up in her wings feels really good!

Enjoy the milkshake! I had to give an excuse for writing about affogato cookie- I mean, the dude caused me brain rot. Also I’m not writing any golden cheese stuff because smoked cheese massacred my team and I’m angry at that (my team had way more power than smoked cheese)

Somewhat plot relevant?

-platonic self aware au-

Normally you had means of controlling your anxiety but at this moment, there was no way you could control your anxiety. You were in the middle of a forest! And not even one in your own world! It was one in the game you had recently just gotten into!

You were only on episode 4 in the story mode so you literally had no clue where you were. You just sat on the ground and started to silently panic.

But at some point a cookie you did see once in the cookie unlock screen kinda picked you up and just took you to a palace? You don’t really remember what the cookie said but they weren’t hurting you! So that must mean something!

But you were now having a feast in this palace with a cookie who you learned was actually a dragon- well anyways the dragon said they were Pitaya Dragon, also known as The Red Dragon. You did panic for a moment before Pitaya told you to just chill out and have something to eat.

And you know what? It was actually quite fun! The Red Dragon talked about other dragons and nice fun stories while the two of you ate, you were sad to go but you had too. You got some berries and stuff you could sell as a wondering traveler. Though you did tell Pitaya you’d come back one day so might want to stay close

——————

You had gone from a warm and humid forest to a frozen wasteland. What’s more to say? You had everything you needed to survive and villages were quite nice to you, you had your own gear so you didn’t bother them too much.

But you did befriend a peculiar cookie when you were by the Dark Cacao kingdom…

A cookie who looked quite lavish found you and seemed a little lost and panicked… kinda how you were when you first got here…. You felt bad to the cookie so you went to talk to them

Apparently his name is Affogato Cookie and he was banished from the Dark Cacao kingdom on the grounds of the false accusations of him trying to upstage the king. Poor guy…

Now since Pitaya Dragon was so generous to you when you had nothing so you decided to help Affogato get back in his feet since you should be passing on others kindness!

What you didn’t know was that one Affogato lied to you, two Affogato had connections to Dark Enchantress and three, he would become your travel buddy. So now the two of you travel around as friends :3

[kkumawrites]

Here Kitty, Kitty ― Chapter Four CW: food mentions WC: 1.3k

You were sitting in the campus quad, flipping through your chemistry book before class, going over some notes when someone slips into the seat next to you. You furrow your eyebrows and turn to look over, knowing already it was one of the werewolf brothers. He’s already looking at you with a small smirk on his face and all you do is blink at him, questioning why he was suddenly here, sitting next to you. 

“Hey, I’m Junhui. It’s nice to meet you, I think you’ve met some of my brothers?” He asks with a quick flip of his hair and he moves his arm so it’s casually hanging off the bench behind you.

You raise your eyebrow at him. “Yeah, I could tell. You reek the same as them,” A lie, but he didn’t have to know that. His scent was muskier, a hint of something tangy underneath like citrus and it makes your mouth water for just a second.

You introduce yourself nonchalantly, trying to push down the immediate pull you feel towards him, still vehemently denying the attraction you felt for any of them. Jun scoots a little closer to you and the grip you have on your textbook becomes tighter, your heart beating faster as his scent wraps around you. He still has a smirk on his face and you so badly want to wipe it off his face, preferably with your lips. Wait. No. God damnit, can the pull just leave you alone for ONE second? 

“Why do you look so nervous? Sorry, am I too handsome?” The comment pushes you back to your senses as you roll your eyes at the wolf, closing your textbook and pushing it into your bag before moving to stand up. 

“Careful there, wouldn’t want someone to deflate that ego of yours darling,” A cat-like grin appears on your face as you start to walk away, giving him a small wave goodbye. “See you around, Jun,” The way you say his name sends shivers down his spine and all he can do is watch you walk away with awe.

You:  1 Wolves: 0 ────── 〔✿〕────── 

When you arrive at your chemistry class your headache only grows as you notice the only open seat left is next to yet another brother, one you haven’t met yet. You’re not 100% sure how many there are, but you know that there are far too many of them - never able to escape their scent that’s all over campus, and as much as you’d hate to admit it, you’re not too bothered about it. 

You make your way to your seat, trying to sit as far away from him as possible, totally not checking out the pretty boy with perfect complexion and a stupidly cute smile on his face. Instead you try to keep your focus on the professor even though it’s hard when you know he’s staring straight at you with no shame. He’s got longer hair and honestly, prettier than a lot of the girls you’ve seen around campus - his scent is woodsy and warm, with a hint of something sweet, like roasting smores by a campfire. 

“Alright, I sure hope you like who you’re sitting next to, because they’re gonna be your lab partner for the semester,” Your professor’s monotone voice cuts through the classroom and at his words you let out a small sigh of defeat, turning to face the brother you haven’t met yet. He’s got a smile on his face, though it’s definitely more of a smirk, one that’s similar to the one on the brother you met earlier. 

“I’m Jeonghan. We haven’t been properly introduced,” He holds out his hand for you which you reluctantly take, ignoring the electricity that shoots down your spine at just a simple touch. 

You introduce yourself, adding on a quick “but I have a strange feeling that you already knew that,” at the end of your sentence. He responds with a small chuckle, the smirk on his face morphs into a more shy smile that you can’t help but think suited him much more. 

“Oops, caught red handed,” 

“Behave yourself, I don’t need your alpha getting mad at me again,” You shudder at the thought, really not wanting to even think about getting scolded by Seungcheol again - not sure if you’d survive another confrontation with the angry wolf. 

“Ah, don’t worry about cheol, he’s a little uptight,” 

Still, you grimace at the thought of being the source of his anger - not 100% sure why he even seemed to hate your guts already. Besides you know, perhaps goading him a little with the werewolf comment. 

Yeah, you definitely wanted to avoid Seungcheol at all costs. ────── 〔✿〕────── 

In order to avoid the chaos of the campus cafeteria (and perhaps a few certain werewolves) you had decided to eat outside for a change. A quick cursory glance around the open area, you spot a nice big tree that gives off some nice shade and it’s the perfect spot. When you walk a little closer your nose twitches slightly as you catch the scent of used books and espresso, enticing you further. Although you were supposed to be avoiding the brothers, the male in question seemed much more interested in his book than you, not even looking up when you came closer. So you decide there’s no harm in sitting here as you settle down on the roots of the enormous tree. 

His eyes dart up to meet yours and you can see the small ghost of a smile that makes you want to return the small gesture. You do your best to ignore him and the rising blush that threatens to color your cheeks just from having the attractive male glance in your direction. Surprisingly you’re able to maintain your cool composure as you eat your lunch in silence, scrolling idly on your phone. He takes the hint well, returning his attention back to the book but it still doesn’t stop him from stealing noticeable glances at your figure every once in a while. 

The silence is rather pleasant, a calm, content air between the two of you. His scent was starting to make your brain a little foggy, trying to resist the urge to just scoot a little closer to get a deeper whiff. The atmosphere makes you feel light, ready to get through the rest of your classes with little to no more annoyances.

It doesn’t last long when Mingyu insists on walking you home for no reason, following you around like a lost puppy. You definitely were not imagining the taller male with a wagging tail behind him as he trailed after you. You already knew Mingyu’s goal was to get more information out of you, but you expertly dodged questions and gave him vague answers that had him pouting and honestly more confused than he already was. 

When he had returned to the pack house, Seungcheol was less than pleased with his brother who continued to disobey his rules, having easily smelled you on the taller the moment he walked through the door. Seungcheol knew it was pointless though to scold the younger, who wasn’t even paying any attention to his alpha. Defeated, he had excused Mingyu (who immediately ran up to his room) and turned his attention to the window.

He could see Joshua sitting under the big tree in the front yard, something the calmer wolf enjoyed doing, so that in itself wasn’t unusual. What was strange was that he was currently sitting with a cat in his lap, a pristine white collar around its neck that contrasted starkly to its shiny black fur. Seungcheol could not think of a single time ANY of his brothers had shown any interest in cats, considering their dog-like nature.

He could feel the signs of a budding headache building in his temple, fingers coming to soothe at the tense skin of his forehead. 

What on earth was going on with his brothers?

[ahonice]

Please Don’t Go

Please Don’t Go

Luke Hughes x Fem Reader

WC: 6.1k

Warnings: cussing, mentions of partying & underage drinking.

Luke didn’t mean for it to happen, to fall in love with his best friend, but it did and now there was nothing he could do about it. You were insanely out of his league, he knew it, you knew it, and so did everyone else who saw the two of you walking around campus or saw photos of you on social media. Those who don’t know you probably assumed that you guys were dating, with the matching swimsuits over the summer, and sharing beds all the time, you guys did couple stuff together just as best friends, not as a couple. You were kind, funny, supportive, and beautiful.

So could anyone really blame Luke for falling for you? 

Your mother and Luke’s mother were childhood friends, they played lacrosse and hockey together growing up, both played for the USA women's team together as well, they were best friends. While your parents had kids much earlier than the Hughes did, your mother had always wanted a daughter and her first four attempts had ended in boys so after seven years she decided to give it another go and finally in early 2004 her little princess was born, you. For once your mom and Ellen, Luke’s mom, had kids that were close in age so you in result did everything together. There are images all over Luke’s walls of you in joint Halloween costumes from growing up over the years, you guys at picture day for school, when you had to say goodbye when he moved to Canada, all the pictures of you guys hugging in the airport once he was back for the summer. Your walls were a bit different, you just had one photo of the two of you on display, coincidentally it was the only picture Luke hated of the two of you. Taken when you guys were 3 and 2, you were in the bath together and you had matching bubble mohawks, it was a sweet photo but Luke always found himself embarrassed when he saw it. You loved it though.

Once Luke had moved back to America right before he started high school he wasn’t in New Hampshire anymore, they had moved to Michigan, you were still apart from each other but at least you lived in the same country again, and you still spent your summers with the boy, and his brothers and friends, at the lake house. You had never really been close with the friends and teammates that were brought over during the summer, just keeping to yourself and Luke, and the both of you had no issue with it, but things changed during the summer between your freshman and sophomore year. You were filling out your swimsuits better, you got your braces off, your acne went away, and with that you had a new found self confidence. Luke had taken notice of it and so did everyone else, you were suddenly invited out more and you hung out with everyone during the day and nights doing whatever the first suggestion with it, this time Luke had an issue with how you were spending your summers. He chalked it up to just being a protective best friend, but all those around him knew what it was actually about, everyone but you. 

Everyone first noticed it when Luke’s friends from his school stayed at the lake house for a week. His one friend, Vincent, seemed to have taken a liking to you. He always sat next to you, offered to make your plate or your smores for you, and always wanted to do whatever you wanted to do, and if no one else wanted to do what you suggested the two of you would do it just the two of you. It was sweet, you found it sweet having never really had a guy flirt with you before, Luke did not. He began sitting next to Vincent, or pulling you onto his lap whenever there weren’t any spots available other than the one Vincent would save for you. Luke would make comments about Vincent making your plates wrong or make them himself claiming “I know her better than you.” and when Vincent made the mistake of putting chocolate on your smore Luke just about lost it and began yelling at Vincent about how you were allergic and you could die. When you and Vincent would go off to do your own thing Luke would tag along, always trying to one up Vincent at whatever you were doing and embarrassing himself quite a lot. 

On the last evening all of Luke’s friends were at the house, you suggested that everyone ate outside because it was very nice, unsurprisingly they didn’t want to say it was too hot out for that so you told them you would be eating outside if anyone wanted to join you. Once you were out there you understood why they didn’t want to be out there, it was nearly 8pm and still nearly 90 degrees outside, but not wanting them to have a reason to say “I told you so” you stayed outside. Deciding to strip into just your bathing suit, which you usually only wore when you were tanning because it covered the least amount of your body but it was all you had that was clean.

Soon enough you heard the backdoor open and saw Vincent approaching you with a smile and some lemonade. “It’s hot out, I don’t want you getting dehydrated.” He said as he approached you.

“Thank you.” You said while taking a sip and immediately sighing afterwards, you loved lemonade more than life itself. 

You and Vincent quickly fell into conversation about how horrible the AP Geography exam was that you both had to take. 

“I probably got a one on it if I’m being honest with you, that class was so horrible.” Vincent said, causing you to laugh.

“Oh come on, have some faith in yourself, it really couldn't've gone that badly” You said, turning when you heard the backdoor open again, smiling at the sight of your best friend.

“What couldn’t have gone that badly?” Luke asked while approaching the table, sitting at the spot next to you and across from Vincent. 

“The AP geography exam. How do you think you did on it Lukey?” You asked him, confused when he coughs to cover up his blush and shame.

“Lukey here-” You cringed at the use of Luke's nickname in a sarcastic form, “dropped the class a few months ago because he was failing it. If he had taken the exam he probably would’ve gotten an impossible zero.” Vincent laughed, you did not. You knew how insecure Luke could be about academics.

Once Vincent had finished his food he went inside, you quickly told him you would meet him there in a little bit before turning towards your best friend.

“Lukey come take a walk with me?” You already knew the answer.

As you made your way towards the docks you turned to him.

“Why didn’t you mention that you were struggling in school? You know that I’m here for you right?” You questioned him, feeling him tense next to you as you grabbed his hand.

“I didn’t want to bother you.” 

“Nothing you could do could ever bother me Luke.” You said, “-unless you start being a blanket hog again.” You added poking him in his side, pleased with yourself as you heard him giggle and saw him smile.

“Let’s go inside, the boys weren’t kidding I am sweating my balls off.” You joked, laughing at yourself.

“Ew Y/n please don’t tell me about your non-existent balls.” Luke said, groaning, which just made you laugh harder. Running ahead of him, he was finally able to see what you had on, not having a good look before. His eyes nearly bulged out of his head before he took his shirt off, yelling at her to catch and put it on. 

“Lukey, will you ever not be overprotective of me?” You asked with no malice or poor intentions hidden in your voice. 

“No I don’t think I will.” He said back, his words hidden with meaning and promise.

Vincent walked out the back door again asking if you wanted to go get ice cream together.

“Yeah I would love to, Luke I’ll see you later tonight ok?” You smiled at your best friend and left before you could hear him whisper “Y/n please don’t go”.

***

“So have you decided where you are going to college yet?” Luke asked over the phone.

You were having your weekly facetime, there were about three months left until your graduation and you didn’t know where you were planning on going. You had applied to the University of Michigan a few months back, but you hadn’t heard anything back yet so now you have to start considering some other options.

“Not yet Luke, I’m still holding out committing anywhere in hopes that I get into Michigan. I have started considering other options. What do you think about NYU? Or Ohio State?” Luke’s opinion meant the most to you, he had to have been approving of where you go to school just as much as your parents, probably even more. 

“What! You can’t go to Ohio State Y/n, you can’t be my enemy.”

“Luke, I wouldn't become your enemy just because I go to your school’s rival.”

“That is exactly what you would become. NYU is a great school, but it is too far from me.”

“Luke we have been surviving off of seeing each other only during the summer, I think we can continue doing that.”

“Yeah, but I don’t want to. Y/n I want you to be at the same school as me again, even if it’s just for one year before I move out to New Jersey.”

“You do realize that if I go to NYU it would just be one year apart before we live like half an hour away from each other.” You suggested hoping that would spark some approval in him.

“Or, and hear me out on this one, you come to Michigan-”

“Ugh Luke.” You groaned, interrupting him.

“-let me finish. You come to Michigan for your first year, and then you transfer to NYU and live in New Jersey with me.”

“That is tempting, but I have to be accepted into Michigan first.” You explained.

“The second you get your letter you facetime me ok? I need to be there with you when it happens.”

You nodded before the conversation switched topics, you really wanted to get into Michigan.

***

It was finally time, you had received a letter in the mail from the University of Michigan regarding whether or not you had been accepted, and you had never been so scared. You quickly facetimed Luke, and received no answer, so you continued to call, but still you were met with a reflection of a very disappointed looking you and “facetime unavailable” shown at the top.

“Mom, I can't open it without Luke on the phone.” You told her after she asked what you were waiting for.

“We’ll film it for him, come on sweetie open it up. Your brothers are here for you, ok hun? Open it up.”

You hesitated, for a long time, your mothers patience wearing thin.

“Y/n if you don’t open it right now I will do it for you.”

“Mom let me just call him one more time, I really don't want him to miss this.” You pleaded. Your mother sighs in response. Her way of saying yes, so you quickly thanked her while walking to the washroom and called Luke again, and once again it was denied. The tears in your eyes were hard to push down, but you did it and walked out giving a sad smile to your mom,

As soon as she hit the record button on her phone you began shaking, Michigan was your dream school, you wanted to be with Luke and Luke wanted you to be with him, and Michigan would do that.

You ripped open the envelope and started reading, mumbling the words until you got to the line.

“I GOT IN! MOM I GOT IN!” you yelled, jumping up and down as your parents ran up to hug you, your brothers yelled in congratulations. Soon confetti cannons were being popped and a cake was brought in front of you.

“What would you guys have done if I didn’t get in?” You joked causing your family members to laugh.

“We knew you would sweetie, but we have one more surprise for you. You don’t have nearly enough Michigan gear so we got you some, they’re all over your bed. Go look.” Your mom patted your leg to send you off. As you stood up you didn’t notice your brother following you with a camera.

“Surprise!” Is what you heard as you opened up your bedroom door, your eyes quickly focusing on your best friend sitting on your bed with what looks like one hundred Michigan sweaters, shirts, hats, etc. 

“LUKE!” You were sure your voice would be sore tomorrow with all the yelling and screaming you’ve been doing, but you didn’t care. 

You were quick to jump onto your bed and tackle him into a hug, the two of you landing on your sweatshirt covered pillows.

“I can’t believe it. we’re finally gonna be together again.” You whispered in his ear.

“I’m so proud of you Y/n.” He whispered back, leaning back and staring at you.

That was when he knew he was fucked.

***

You just finished your first week of freshman year at the University of Michigan and of course you had to celebrate. Luke informed you about the party that the hockey team was throwing to celebrate syllabus week being over and to welcome in the school year. Luke told you he would pick you up at 9pm, saying he needed you there early for the pregame and so you could meet his teammates and friends before the party actually started.

You decided to wear a pink corset-bustier type bodysuit that made your boobs and waist look amazing with some black ripped jeans and your white air forces. You straightened your hair and applied your usual going out makeup before Luke texted you that he was outside, you did your final touches by adding the necklace with your name on it that Luke had gifted you for your 18th birthday before you walked out your dorm to the front of the building.

“Woah, you look…wow.” Luke was speechless once you entered his car, his eyes literally never leaving your chest, you giggled at his flustered state.

“Eyes up here Hughes.” You said faking anger, but he saw through it and began laughing as he drove off to the house.

***

“You have met Dylan, Mackie, Ethan, and Mark at the lakehouse, but this is Luca and Adam, brothers, Seamus, Rutger, and Johnny. They’re all freshmen like you, and there are a couple more who are gonna be arriving soon, but everyone this is Y/n.” You smiled at all the boys, giving a way. You were suddenly very aware of how much of your skin was showing by not only the breeze of the night, but also by the eyes of a few of the boys who were shamelessly staring. “Alright guys, we are gonna go up to my room. We’ll be down once the party starts.” Luke said, glaring at the boys for making you uncomfortable. 

“Wrap it before you tap it Hughes!” Dylan shouted, making everyone laugh, but Luke.

The short trip to Luke’s room was silent, neither of you speaking until his door shut.

“I’m sorry about that.” Luke was the first to break the silence.

“Oh it’s fine Lukey. The joke was funny and I’m wearing a shirt that shows off my boobs, of course people are gonna look.” You laughed, trying to ease the tension. You could tell Luke was angry, his jaw was clenched and he was gripping his phone so tightly his knuckles were turning white. 

“Lukey, seriously it’s ok…just settle down. Go lay down, I’ll join in one second.” You said patting his biceps before turning around and leaving the room.

You went downstairs to get water for yourself and Luke, but you had to figure out where they kept the cups first. 

“What the fuck, do they drink out of solo cups?” You questioned yourself.

“We actually do, we don’t like doing dishes.” A voice came from behind you. You turned around to be met with a face that you couldn’t put a name to.

“Oh that is wonderful, where do you keep the solo cups then…” You trailed off, hoping he would get the hint and introduce himself. 

“Frank. And you are?” You smiled, feeling less guilty that you were also a stranger to him.

“Y/n, I’m Luke’s friend.” He nodded, reaching forward to shake your hand, which you gladly accepted, blushing.

“Well I can guarantee that all the solo cups are out back right now, but I can bring you out there. We’re pregaming with pong, and I need a partner.” Frank’s offer made you blush more.

“Yeah that would be great, just give me a second. I’ll just meet you out there.” You told him before turning to go back up the stairs.

Once you reached Luke’s room you could hear the opening credits to your favorite movie, Luke probably put it on for you.

“Hey, I turned on The Grinch for us to watch while we wait.” Luke said as you entered the room, not shutting the door behind you.

“What are you doing? Shut the door. I don’t want the guys making fun of us for watching Christmas movies in August.” He finally turned towards you as he finished his thought.

“Lukey I’m gonna go out back and play pong with everyone to pregame for the party, you should come join.” You told him.

“Oh. Um yeah sure give me a second.” He said, a little defeated which made you feel guilty. “-are we gonna be partners again?” His question only makes you feel worse.

“Actually I’m already partnered up with Frank. I just met him, he is super cute and sweet by the way, but I think Dylan still needs a partner.” You smiled at Luke trying to hide the blush on your cheeks from talking about his cute teammate.

“You know teammates are off limits Y/n.” Luke said sternly. You just sighed in annoyance as a response, you never understood why Luke was so adamant on that rule, but you never confronted him about it and just respected his wishes.

“Well I’m going outside, so I’ll see you there.” You said coldly, not even sparing him a glance as you walked out of his room.

***

It was about 11:30pm and the party was at its all time high, you had never seen so many people in such a cramped space before. The party had moved inside after about 11:00 because the night chill was becoming a bit too much, and the neighbors had already called in a noise complaint that night. 

“There are way too many people in here, I’m shocked the floor hasn’t caved in on itself” A voice whispered in your ear, you quickly turned around to find yourself face to face with…

“Frank, hey. I haven’t seen much of you tonight.” You said smiling, your noses were just centimeters away from each other, but there were so many people in the house you couldn’t even separate from him if you wanted to, so it was a good thing you didn’t want to.

“Well I’m not a party guy at all so I have been hiding outside all night and I’m pretty sure the hairs on my arms are never gonna stop being raised.” He joked, making you laugh.

“Well I know somewhere we could go for some more privacy.” You hadn’t meant for it to come out as suggestive as it did so you quickly back tracked. “Nothing inappropriate or anything, but I could just use time away from all these people and I can see that you do too.” You offer him a shy smile, still blushing from your previous statement. 

“Well then lead the way m’lady.” 

***

You had taken Frank up to Luke’s room, Luke had told you earlier that “if you need some time to yourself or you just wanna be done for the night, go into my room.”  so you were taking him up on his offer because you were very overwhelmed with everything happening downstairs. 

“Do you wanna watch a movie or something?” Frank asked you while searching for the remote to Luke’s tv.

“Yeah that would be great, I’m gonna use the restroom quickly, just put whatever you feel like watching on.” You told him before exiting the room and walking to the bathroom down the hall.

Once you were back in Luke’s room you saw Frank on Luke’s bed and the opening credits of a movie I didn’t recognize.

“What movie did you put on?” You asked, getting situated in the spot next to him. He wrapped his arm around you before answering.

“Barbarian. It’s a horror movie that I’ve been meaning to see, but I haven’t really had the time to. Hope my choice is ok.” 

It definitely wasn’t, you could not sit through scary movies. No matter what it was about you always had nightmares after watching them, but you didn’t let Frank know. You decided it is just best to let him enjoy the movie he obviously wanted to watch so badly.

***

You were halfway through the movie, when you started to get really scared. At one specific jumpscare you let out a little yelp and hid yourself in Frank's shoulder feeling tears threatening to fall from your eyes. He was smiling at you until he heard you sniffle and felt some drop on his sleeves.

“Hey what’s wrong? Are you ok?” He asked frantically, neither of you noticing the bedroom door opening.

“What’s wrong is that you forced her to watch a horror movie, and she is obviously not ok, look at her.” Luke yelled as he registered what was going on.

“Shit Y/n I didn’t know, why didn’t you say anything? I would’ve turned something else on.” Frank said while looking into your eyes, wiping your tears as they came down.

“Get out of my room Frank, and leave Y/n alone from this point forward.” Luke said after yanking the freshman off his bed and pushing him towards the door.

“Luke, there is no need for that. He didn’t know.” You said, defending Frank. Luke had a habit of banning people from your life and it always bothered you. 

“Frank lets go, we’ll walk back to campus together.” You said before storming out, ignoring your best friend's pleas for you to stay. 

“Y/n please don’t go.”

***

Like all other times in your friendship when you and Luke got into an argument, you two just ignored the actual issue and acted like nothing had ever happened. It was just a waiting game before everything would spill over.

A couple months later you were preparing for an exam. The hockey season was starting tonight, you wanted to finish your study guide for your growth and development class before tonight because knowing the boys they were gonna force you to party with them tonight.

“Are you wearing my jersey tonight?” Luke asked the second you picked up his phone call, it’s times like these that you appreciate him not liking facetimes because you already know he would pick a fight because of you rolling your eyes. 

“Luke, I already told you I left your jersey at home by accident, I’m just gonna wear a Michigan shirt or something.” You told him, sighing because you knew what was to come.

“Why haven’t you had your mom send it out here yet? You always wear my jersey, I don’t see how you could’ve just forgotten it.” Luke told you with an annoyed attitude.

“Maybe because I’m busy Luke, getting your jersey sent to me isn’t the only thing on my mind these days. Do you not understand that I have to get good grades to stay in school? Not everyone gets a free pass because they’re an athlete.” You told him, getting ready to end the call. He hated when people brought up his athletic scholarship, you knew this because you know how touchy the subject of grades and school is for him, but you still brought it up at times to make a point, as shitty as that sounds. “I have to go Luke, I’ll see you after the game tonight. Good luck.” You hung up the phone right after, not giving Luke the chance to speak, before going back to your work.

***

“Do you wanna wear my jersey tonight? I know you don’t have one of Luke’s.” Frank asked after you had come over to his dorm to help him with his math homework.

“Yes! I probably shouldn’t sound so eager yikes, um yea that would be cool” You said immediately embarrassed by how quickly you agreed.

Contrary to Luke’s wishes you and Frank became very close, he was your closest friend at Michigan other than Luke. 

Frank got up to his closet to grab a spare jersey for you to wear tonight.

“I should probably get going, but I’ll see you tonight. Make sure to sit by the glass so when I score I can dedicate it to you.” He winked before walking the two of you out of his dorm.

***

After the game you stayed around to wait for all the guys, Frank was the first to come up to you.

“Hey, did you have a good time?” He asked, hugging you in the process.

“Yea it was great, I got to meet some of the guys’ girlfriends and they’re all super sweet. It’s nice to talk to people that aren't male hockey players sometimes.” You said laughing.

“Hey we’re not all that bad, but it’s great that you had fun. Did you see the goal I got?”

“Yea, I also saw your celly. That heart was pretty cute, who was it for?” 

“Oh, just some girl.” He laughed out

“Lucky her.” You joked poking his side.

Your conversation was cut short by your best friend grabbing your that was resting on Frank’s shoulder.

“Hey Lukey, you played great!” You told him, moving to hug him. He just smiled at you, not returning your hug, which sent an embarrassed blush to your cheeks.

“Y/n can I talk to you for a second? Alone.” He wasn’t asking, he was telling you. His last word, alone, was directed towards Frank, who just nodded awkwardly and gave you a hug goodbye, whispering to tell you to find him at the party tonight. As you let go of each other Luke grabbed your wrist and pulled you outside, away from everyone else. 

“What the fuck Y/n?” Luke yelled at you, only furthering your confusion.

“What Luke? What could I have possibly done now?”

This was becoming a common occurrence, you doing something to piss Luke off that you never meant to do or even know what you did in the first place and him getting mad at you and yelling at you before going back to pretending like nothing was wrong, you were pretty fucking sick of it. 

“Don’t play dumb, you’re literally wearing Frank’s jersey.”

“Why is that an issue Luke? I don’t have one of yours and Frank offered me one because I had nothing else to wear. He was being a good friend, unlike you have been since I got to Michigan. Do you not want me here or something Luke? Why are you being such a dick towards me?” You shouted.

“You don’t have one of my jerseys because you purposely didn’t bring one, how did you remember to bring both Quinn and Jack’s jerseys, but forget mine? It was obviously intentional.” He said, his ears turning hot as if steam was about to escape from them.

“Do you understand how insane you sound right now Luke? Are you hearing yourself?” 

“Frank only wants you to wear his jersey so he can claim you as his, don’t you see the issue there Y/n?”

“Are you not doing the same thing Luke? You always make me wear your jersey, how is this any different?” 

“Because it- it just is Y/n.”

“No I want an actual answer Luke, or just admit that it is the exact same thing. Your choice.”

There was a tense silence between you two, minutes passed with neither of you saying anything. 

“Well whenever you’re ready to have an actual conversation with me let me know, until then I don’t want to speak to you. No more pretending like nothing is wrong, I want an actual reasoning behind all of this before we can be friends again.” And with that you turned around and walked towards your car to drive back to your dorm, no longer in the mood to party.

***

Two weeks had now gone by since you last spoke with Luke, both of you too stubborn for your own good. You weren’t gonna start the conversation with him, because you weren’t the one who needed to explain themselves. 

Luke was going crazy, he had never gone longer than a few hours without at least texting you, but two weeks of radio silence was enough to drive him mad. His game was off, he was getting more penalties and less playing time then ever in his life. He was taking his anger out on others too, especially Frank. The poor freshman feared the youngest Hughes, walking on eggshells around him, afraid of what he was gonna do next. 

At the three week mark, you were getting restless. Was Luke seriously never gonna speak to you again? It didn’t help that you were going back to New Hampshire for winter break in a few days, which meant you wouldn’t even have the option to see or speak to Luke in person for over a month. 

“Mom I don’t know what to do, he won’t talk to me. I know I’m the reason this whole thing happened, but I had a reason to get so upset right? I’m not blowing the situation out of proportion?” You had called your mom for advice, the only friends you had in college were tied to the hockey team in some form and you didn’t want your personal business being on display for everyone you knew so you decided to call your mom, and then Luke’s mom, who was basically your mom as well. 

“You did nothing wrong sweetie, Luke is the one who started the argument, and apparently does it often from what you’ve told me. I say you don’t initiate the conversation, you need to hold your ground and make him understand that this behavior goes on no longer.” 

You smiled even though your mom couldn’t see it.

“Now tell me about Frank.” She said giggling.

“Mom.” You said sternly before cracking a laugh yourself. “He is really cute, like really really cute, and he is so kind and we’ve been hanging out like everyday since the beginning of the year.” You started, and continued to tell her all about Frank before you both decided to call it a night, promising to keep her updated on Luke before saying goodbye.

***

The next few days flew by and soon enough you were waiting for your uber to take you to the airport. As you stood outside your phone began ringing, your heart sped up when you read the contact calling you.

Lukey Pookey <3

You dropped your phone in surprise and scrambled to pick it up and answer it before it went to voicemail.

“Hello?” You didn’t mean for your voice to sound so weak and vulnerable, but it did, he didn’t answer for a little bit so you spoke up again. “Are you finally ready to talk about what happened? Or should I be expecting another call from you after another three weeks of the silent treatment?” You knew your words were hurtful, you meant them to be.

“Where are you? I want to talk.” He answered.

“Luke I’m about to get into an uber to take me to the airport, can we talk over the phone?”

“No, this has to happen in person. Any chance you can switch to a later flight?” Luke asked, a little hope in his voice, which quickly deflated when you answered.

“Luke I’m not changing my flight just to talk to you, do you wanna meet me at the coffee shop in the airport? That would probably work best for me.” You asked, Luke agreeing and telling you he would see you there.

Your uber arrived shortly after and you texted your mom to update her.

To: Mommy💜

Hey mom, just got in my uber and I’m on my way to the airport where Luke is meeting me to talk.

To: Mommy💜

I’ll let you know how it goes, hopefully we will still be friends afterwards.

From: Mommy💜

Alright princess, good luck with Luke. Love you sweetie.

***

You arrived at the airport and went through baggage drop off and checked into your flight before making your way to the starbucks. You saw Luke sitting in a booth already, waiting for you with your go to drink and a croissant. 

“Hey you beat me here.” You said approaching him, he looked up and gave you a very fake smile.

“Why don’t you sit down.” You quickly took a seat and waited for him to continue.

“I’ve been thinking these past couple weeks, about everything that happened and why I reacted the way I did, and um wow this is a lot harder to say out loud than I thought it would be, but I realized why I’m so protective over you, and why I want you to wear my jerseys and my jerseys only, and why I hate seeing you with Frank and why I hated seeing you with Vincent and any other guy like every.” He paused to let out a shaky breath. “It’s because I’m in love with you Y/n, you are the person I wanna be with for the rest of my life. I love everything about you, these past three weeks without you have been hell and it made me realize that I never wanna spend any time away from you ever again. I don’t want to be your best friend anymore, I wanna be your boyfriend, I wanna be with you. I love you so much Y/n.” He let out a heavy sigh once he was done talking, a weight was lifted off his shoulder as he finally looked at you smiling. His face fell when he saw your expression.

“Luke. What the hell are you doing? Are you trying to be funny or something? Because it’s not working.” You were shocked, if he was being honest then your best friend just ruined your relationship.

“No, Y/n I’m serious, I love-” You cut him off.

“Luke, stop it. Why are you doing this? Are you trying to make me feel guilty for not talking to you?”

“No Y/n I’m telling you this because I love you, so much, and I need you to know and I need to know that you feel the same way.” Tears started building up in his eyes as he looked at you .

“Well I don’t. Luke I don’t feel the same way and I think I should go.” You stood up from your seat.

“No Y/n stop please don’t go.” He begged.

“Have a great break Luke, I think it’s best if we don’t talk for a little bit, until this all blows over and we can talk about everything. I’ll miss you.” You walked out of the coffee shop, ignoring the sounds of Luke’s sobs and his heart breaking.

To: Mommy💜

Hey mom, I just finished up my talk with Luke and it didn’t go very well. I think our friendship is permanently ruined, I’ll tell you more about it when I’m home. I love you. 

note: sometimes confession fics where the guy is an asshole and then the second he confesses suddenly everything is ok and they act like nothing ever happened really piss me off. so here is this angst fic and a reality check for everyone. love ya have a great day!

[ourloveisforthelovely]

Black Heart Part 8

Regulus Black AU

Request: Will you write a Regulus x Reader fic where Regulus is older than the reader? She comes to help the Order and Regulus falls in love with her. The relationship isn’t easy because of the war and Regulus’ denial that he would be a good boyfriend.

Summary: Admitting that he was in love had never been something that Regulus wanted to do. Now that you were in his life, Regulus didn’t know how to react. Should he love you or push you away just like he had everyone else?

Rating: M

Pairings: Regulus Black x Reader

Link to Part 7

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“I’m really not ready to go back to reality.”

Regulus commented as he unlocked the door to Grimmauld Place. After two weeks away, Regulus had gotten completely comfortable with the “drama-free easy” existence that the two of you had. There was no war, no order, no secret missions that could kill him it was just the two of you happy and free.

Maybe someday…when all of this is over we can run away someplace and be happy.

That was the thought that was keeping Regulus going.

You placed a hand on the small of Regulus’ back stopping his gloomy yet hopeful thoughts.

“Hopefully it will all be over soon.”

You said, softly. Regulus only nodded. He hated going back in a terrible mood but he was in one. After being away from Grimmauld Place for two weeks, Regulus quickly began to realize how badly the house wore on him. If Regulus didn’t know any better, he would say that it was Grimmauld Place that made him so damn moody.

It only makes sense. This house is a damn mood killer.

Regulus thought before turning to look at you. You gave him a sweet smile that made Regulus stop in his place. He stood a moment before turning back to you. Cupping the side of your face, he pulled your body to his.

“When all of this is over, I am taking an oily rag and a match to this place. We can take our babies and move someplace else.”

You had the feeling that Regulus wasn’t joking. If he had an excuse to get rid of his family home, he would probably take it. You gently pushed a strand of windblown curls away from Regulus’ face.

“When you do it be sure to call Sirius. I’m sure he would love to make smores.”

You were relieved when Regulus smiled at that one. When he had woken up in a mood from hell earlier, you were afraid that he would be this way for days.

“We can both light a match at the same time. I have waited a long time to see this place go up in flames…I won’t be robbed of it because I’m being nice to my older brother.”

Regulus quietly thought about the time when he was five and he set fire to the living room drapes. Sirius was the one that took the fall for him and got the cruciatus curse so Regulus wouldn’t be harmed. Regulus was once again reminded how, despite Sirius being super annoying and loud, he did care about his brother.

“I’m sure we can arrange something…just like we can like we can go upstairs and you can take my lingerie off with your teeth.”

You suggested as you let one hand drop to Regulus’ belt buckle. When he groaned, you couldn’t help but smile.

“Love, we have an Order meeting and now I’m going to have to walk in there with an erection.”

Kissing Regulus softly, you continued to tease him through his pants until the front door opened. Sirius stood watching the two of you with a smirk.

“And we wonder why she’s pregnant?”

Regulus nearly jumped away from you before taking his jacket off and holding it in front of his body.

“Fuck you, Sirius! You standing there watching like a giant pervert!”

Sirius moved out of the way so the two of you could go inside.

“I figured two weeks away would have taken care of all of those hormones.”

“Not a chance.”

Regulus commented as you patted his cheek and went off in search of Molly and Tonks. You had an engagement ring to show them and couldn’t wait any longer.

Regulus meanwhile followed Sirius into the dining room with an annoyed expression on his face. Kreacher came out of nowhere ready to take Regulus’ jacket.

“Master Regulus, Kreacher can take your jacket…”

Regulus shook his head.

“Not at the moment, Kreacher.”

Sirius had sat down on the table and was quietly chuckling. He raised an eyebrow when he saw all of the love bites on Regulus’ neck (that his hair couldn’t cover)

“Have you seen your neck?”

Regulus raised a hand up to his neck and realized that he forgot to conceal a few of the marks that you had left. He quickly got a cocky expression on his face before turning to Sirius.

“She’s an animal, man.”

Sirius shook his head.

“So the conspiracy about pregnant women being super horny is true? Either that or you're catching up on what you didn’t do as a teenager.”

Regulus flipped Sirius off and moved to sit down.

“Fuck you, I did a lot more than you realize. Did anything interesting happen while we were away?”

Sirius’ amused smile faded as Remus came in with Harry behind him. He hated the thought of ruining Regulus’ good mood but it was better that he told him now.

“Well…”

Regulus looked up at that one.

“What do you mean, well?”

Sirius stood up and gently tugged on his own hair a bit.

“Two things…Nicolas came here and basically said he is going to fight you over Y/n. I’m not as concerned with that because I know that you can take him. What does concern me is the fact that Peter Pettigrew just happened to see you with Y/n. If my suspicions are unfortunately right…he probably went and told that crackpot that you used to serve.”

Regulus stood frozen. Sirius winced slightly at the expression on his brother’s face. Regulus didn’t make an expression for a moment before he turned to see you talking to Tonks with a wide smile on your face.

Fuck

Was all that Regulus could say in his mind. You were happy…the two of you were happy. For two fucking weeks, it felt as though the two of you had no worries and now you were both thrown right back into hell’s frying pan.

“I don’t want her to know right now. I don’t want her to be afraid to leave the house…but I also don’t want her to leave the house…”

Sirius stood quietly a moment. His attention had turned to you too. He couldn’t help but feel sorry for not only yourself but Regulus too. Sirius was more than thrilled to see his younger, less sunny, brother happy for once. Sirius hadn’t said anything but it but he never tired of seeing Regulus turn into instant sunshine the moment that you walked into a room. The last thing that Sirius wanted was for that to ever end. Regulus deserved to be happy. You deserved to be happy. Neither of you needed to be worried because some icky creepy little man just happened to ring the “dinner bell.”

“You aren’t going to tell her?”

Sirius questioned as Regulus ran a hand through his hair. Regulus was silent a moment before groaning. Merlin, if this wasn’t one of those “isn’t the results of my actions coming back to bite me in the ass” moments.

“I’ll tell her. I just don’t want to tell her right now…not today. Damn it, what shitty timing.”

Regulus moved to sit down while muttering to himself. Sirius stood a moment before going to sit on the table.

“I mean, would there ever really be a good time for that new?”

Regulus rolled his eyes.

“No, there wouldn’t but its extra shitty right now. I fucking just proposed to her Sirius. I just proposed to her and the babies started moving…now I have to go tell her some little fucktard that I used to work with knows everything about us.”

Sirius winced. Regulus was definitely right on that one. It was an “extra” shitty time.

“To be fair, I never thought that I would see you propose marriage to anyone. So did you do the dramatic getting down on one knee nonsense?”

Regulus shook his head.

“No, not my style.”

Sirius immediately made a face.

“Please tell me that you didn’t tell her that she was marrying you and that was the end of the conversation?”

Regulus stared at his brother for a few moments and quietly wondered how they were related.

“Of course not, you idiot. I did make it romantic…like on the beach…just the two of us.”

Sirius nodded, looking relieved.

“Please tell me Kreacher wasn’t there. He follows the two of you around like crazy. He’s probably up there telling Mother’s portrait all about it, as we speak. Hey! Have you shown Y/n to the crazy old bat yet?”

Regulus instantly shook his head.

“I want her to marry me, Sirius. I don’t want her to leave me.”

“Good thing mum is dead. So the babies are moving huh, that has to be exciting. I can’t wait to have little minions to play with.”

Regulus smirked.

“Yeah, I woke up to them kicking me in the back in the middle of the night. I swear to Merlin, Sirius, if you make them crazy I will murder you in your sleep.”

Sirius chuckled.

“Look, I have accepted that I will never have kids. Now that your getting them I am going to really take on my role of fun uncle and your haughty ass can’t stop me.”

“I really hope the twins totally look the same and they take great pride in fucking with you.”

Sirius looked thoughtful for a moment.

“So, genuinely curious, what are you going to do if they are identical? Is it going to be like with a turtle and put a bit of fingernail varnish on one of their backs so we know which is which?”

Regulus looked immediately disgusted.

“You are NOT doing that to my children! Sirius, even baboons can recognize their own babies.”

“I know but what if you do confuse them? Each kid will think that they are someone else and go through their life with an identity crisis that they HAVE NO IDEA about. That would be horrible. Like you go through life thinking that your name is Helen and you are actually a Myrtle.”

Regulus continued to stare at Sirius as if he was the most insane person that he had ever seen in his life.

“Would you fucking stop? I would never name my children Helen and Myrtle! You are stressing me out! Look, I have already made a couple of systems…to stop any of that from happening. Like, for example, we are going primarily to dress each kid in a second color. Now unless you are colorblind and I do not know it, that system should be easy for you. Second, I know for a fact that once each baby is born they will stamp the hands and feet prints of each kid. If color mismatching happens, we can simply match each baby to their hand print.”

Sirius blinked and was thankful that he wasn’t the only one worrying about this. It sounded like, whether Regulus wanted to admit it, that he had been putting a lot of thought into this matter too. Regulus was probably having an internal crisis when he was told that they were having identical twins and thought of all that stuff to soothe himself.

“And baboons recognize their own babies, huh?”

Regulus flipped Sirius off before leaning back in his chair.

“Shut up.”

Regulus only nodded before the dark thoughts returned. He stood and went into the kitchen where you were talking to Andromeda. The older woman was smiling as she turned to face Regulus. It had been a long time since Andromeda had seen Regulus and now here he stood looking exactly as he had the last time they had spoken.

Andromeda hadn’t said it but she was greatly concerned when Tonks told her that you were dating Regulus. When Tonks let it slip that you were pregnant, Andromeda nearly fainted. Regulus was the last person that she EVER saw you be interested in. You were almost a second daughter to Andromeda and now here you were dating someone extremely dangerous. It wasn’t that Andromeda disliked Regulus. He was just a product of the Black family gone crazy.

Her thoughts on the matter changed when Tonks told her that Regulus wasn’t the person that she thought he was. She learned about Regulus playing double agent, at great risk to himself…after that, all of her thoughts on her younger cousin changed. Once again she was the darling little boy that she remembered.

“There you are.”

You said with a smile on your face. Regulus absolutely hated the thought of telling you the news that was just dropped on him. It made him sick to his stomach. You hadn’t stopped smiling since he put the engagement rings on your finger and felt the babies move for the first time…now he was going to ruin it.

“Hi, Andi. It's nice to see you.”

Regulus said softly as your face turned to his. Your happy smile faded the moment that you realized that something was wrong.

“It's nice to see you too, Regulus. You’ve picked a lovely woman for a wife.”

Regulus couldn’t help the small smile that formed on his face. Of course, he had picked a lovely woman. You were everything that was perfect for him. He hadn’t said it but you had saved him in every way that person could be saved.

“She’s perfect in every way.”

Regulus replied. Andromeda was pleased with his response. After the age of 8, Regulus rarely gave out compliments. When he did make them, it was usually backhanded insults that one could take as a complement. Now here he was seemingly happy with the knowledge that he was about to be a married man and father.

“Y/n, I need to talk to you for a moment.”

You nodded and followed Regulus into the sitting room nearest the kitchen. Regulus shut the door before sitting down. You waited a moment before taking your place on his lap. Whatever seemed to be eating Regulus was bad enough to make him look ready to burn the world down.

“What’s bothering you? You’re making that face.”

Regulus slowly stroked his fingers over your stomach. Everything was a mess now but he wouldn’t let it ruin things between the two of you. For once, he was happy with what life had given him and Voldemort was not going to ruin that for him. The fucking morons that he used to work with were not going to rip apart his life. If Regulus had to kill them all then he would. He used to have no problem with killing people. When it came to his kids and wife, Regulus would have no problem killing for the protection of the three of you.

“I have some bad news. Do you remember me mentioning Peter Pettigrew to you a long time ago?”

You nodded, you had not forgotten that name. In fact, you had not forgotten the name of a single death eater.

“I do…Reggie, what is it? You're making me nervous.”

Regulus tightened his hold on you.

“While we were at the beach, apparently Peter saw us. Sirius and the order believe that he probably went to Voldemort and told him everything. The Order thinks that we, for the time being, need to lay low. If I know anything about Lord Snakeface, he hasn’t forgotten what I figured out about him and how I betrayed him. I didn’t want to tell you but you need to know. I know you love your job but…”

You quickly held a hand up. A surge of fear instantly went through you. The monster of a man that all of you were working so hard to get rid of knew about your children. He knew about you. It didn’t take you being decently smart to realize that Voldemort would eagerly kill both of the twins and yourself to get back at Regulus. Voldemort would take great pleasure in killing everything that Regulus loved the most before torturing him to the point of death.

“I can take some time away. I do love my job but this, us…our family is what matters to me. Regulus, is everything…”

Regulus quickly pulled you into a kiss. He had to stop you from saying “is everything going to be okay?” Regulus couldn’t even let himself begin to think of “what could happen.” He didn’t want to think about how he would handle being without you or his kids-to-be. Regulus would not let himself think about it…because it wasn’t going to happen. Again, Regulus knew how to kill people and he had no shame in doing it.

“Everything will be fine. I want you to just focus on being healthy…I’ll take care of anyone that tries anything whether it be little Peter Pettigrew or giant Malibu Barbie Lucius Malfoy. I’ve beaten them both up before and can do worse. You’re as good as my wife and I’ll never let anything happen to you.”

Regulus knew that you would worry. He knew it was stupid to tell you not to because he was going to be doing it too.

His eyes fell on the engagement ring on your finger. Regulus hadn’t even thought of the wedding. He had wanted to marry you before the babies were born or before Lucius Malfoy had a chance to run around and talk about “Regulus Black having bastard children with some whore.”

“We can still have the wedding that you want…we can do it now or later…I’m not changing my mind on you.”

You were quiet for a moment before stroking your fingers through Regulus’ curls.

“Maybe with it being a bad time is what will make it a good time. Molly said we could have it at their place. You know how pretty it is. It doesn’t have to be some queen’s grand roadshow of an event. It can be something small. Just our friends. I don’t think you want anything over the top and I personally don’t want that…all of those eyes on us..no thank you.”

You were relieved when Regulus smiled. He pulled gently pulled you back down for another kiss.

“That's why I love you”

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[hazbinextgeneration]

(John) Doe Eyed Ch5 Doe Date

Art of Smore by me

This was possibly the happiest point of her life. She's never felt so happy before. 

The next day she got up and ready for her date. It's been so long since she's actually gone out on one you know. And this guy was pretty cute. And she didn't sense any red flags from him, at least not yet. That's what dates were for y'know. To get to know someone else and see if you meshed well enough to start a relationship. He seemed nice enough and was honest when she asked him things. Which was more than she could say about others she went out with. Also she kinda promised him that she would give him a chance. Even if they didn't mesh them they could be friends, and she could definitely use some friends other than Rose in this new place. So she got up and got herself ready and headed out the door. Only to blink and pause.

Doe was already there.

He was right there at the bus stop outside her apartment. As soon as he saw her he gave a full armed wave. After a moment Fae shook her head moving a few long white locks of hers before smiling and approaching him.

"John! You're here! I wasn't expecting you so early! I thought you were going to call me first! I did give you my number!"

"I wanted to see you!," He gushed as she approached clasping his hands in front of him smiling widely, "Did you get the gift I left you?"

She blinked. "Huh? What gift?"

He suddenly looked a bit nervous. "Er... Nevermind. That'll probably come later."

She shook that off. "Well anyways, Im a bit hungry." She gestured to the left. "How about we head over to a small burger place near here? It has pretty good food."

He instantly nodded. "I'D LOVE TO!!"

She giggled again and grabbed his hand Which made his eyes go wide. "C'mon. I'll show you where it is."

Fae pulled him along behind her..and his expression became more love struck almost melting in her hold and pupils changing into red hearts. She pulled him along with her a few streets over and stopped at the small food court. Sweet! They were already selling burgers! She bought two of them, one for herself and Doe. Both ended up just sitting on a nearby bench with said food.

"So John?" He looked at her in question as he ate, cheeks puffed out as he ate. "What do you do for work?" He tilted his head with a questioning brow. "Y'know. Work? I work at the gas station you met me. Where do you work?"

He smiled. "Oh! I don't work anywhere!"

"Oh...So you work from home? Or are you self employed?" 

"You could say both!"

"That's pretty cool! I dunno many people who are self employed. So are you like a web designer or a constructor?"

"I am..." he stopped to blink and gain a thoughtful look. Seeming to wonder how to say something before smiling again. "I am a collector!"

"Oh? Oh! You mean you work with collectables?" That was pretty good for a job. The right market for whatever collectors were looking for could be worth thousands of dollars if not more. "What kind of collections do you work in? Cars? Antiques? Figurines?"

"All kinds of stuff! I find lots of things!" He then took another bigger bite of the burger. Oh. So he dabbled in all kinds of things? Neat. 

"That actually sounds pretty cool. It must be pretty hard to find some rare items I bet! I had a few jobs myself. Before working at the station I was a housekeeper for a hotel but before that I worked at a Dollar T.J.'s for a bit. I wanted to be an artist but unfortunately money, time, and college really put that plan down the drain. I-I still do it professionally just..more freelance." Fae cleared her throat as she caught him staring at her. "S-Sorry. You probably don't like me rambling on about things." 

"Oh no!" She blinked as he smiled widely. "I like it when you talk to me!"

She blinked surprised. "Really?" He nodded. No one had ever told her THAT before. "Oh. Ok! Um...So why did you decide to become a collector?"

"I like finding things! You never know what you dig up!" Oh. That seemed like a good enough reason. He tilted his head at her. "What do you like?"

"Oh...Well I like lots of things." She rambled on counting on her hands. "I like mystery movies especially Sherlock Holmes movies, it's fun to try and guess who's the criminal. I also like drawing of course but you could probably guess that by now. Walking around and seeing everything is pretty good too I guess." She smiled wider at him. "I also like rabbits. I even have one back home. His name's Smore. What about you? And pets?"

He shook his head. "I like baby rats!"

Rats? ...Well some people had mice and rats as pets. She guessed it wasn't much too different from a hamster or gerbil. "Oh. .. Can't say I share that sentiment but everyone likes different animals. What do you like to do for fun?"

"Walks. And collect things!"

"What kind of things do you collect?"

"Anything I find interesting. Sometimes bottles. Sometimes furniture. It depends on if I like it." Seemed like he was pretty open to a lot of things. That was a good thing.

"I like collecting things too!"

"You do?" He lit up.

Fae nodded. ''I like collecting cute little things to decorate my room or murder mystery books or movies. I also like getting art supplies."

"AMAZING!!"

She ended up giggling at him which made him smile more. "I guess so. But I do have one question. What made you want to ask me out?" He again tilted his head as she gestured to herself. "I don't really get asked out a lot, usually people aren't very interested in my .. strange looks."

"I LOVE HOW YOU LOOK!!" She blinked back to him as he gushed. "You look so pretty!! And you're so nice to me! I like that!"

....Fae blinked. "You mean.." Her brow raised. "You .. Don't think my hair being white is weird? Or makes me look weird?" He shook his head. "Really?"

"Really! I've seen much, much, MUCH weirder things! And as a human you look so normal to me!"

As a human? Strange way of putting it but still..the message was so...nice. She hadn't ever heard someone else be so..Normal about her strange looks or the nearly constant eye bags she had. That was...so nice of him. 

"That... might've been the nicest thing anyone's ever said to me."

He blinked. "Really? I'm so happy to be the first one to say that!"

"Yeah..Um." she shook her head bashfully looking away. "So what exactly did you wanna do after this?"

He again seemed to think for a moment. "....I like TV! You like movies! Ms. Ivy once told me the library lets you have movies! Let's get some and watch them together!"

Fae's smile grew wider. "Y-Yeah! That's not a bad idea! I can introduce you to Snore too! You'll love my bunny! He's like super friendly!"

"I'D LOVE TO!!"

The rest of the day was so, so happy! She never felt so...heard out by someone before. It was nice to have someone who actually listened to what she had to say. They took that trip to the Library and got those movies. Although she had him pick out a few too. It wouldn't be fair if she picked all of them. He picked up a documentary on...rodents? And some cartoon of a cooking rat? Well different people had different likes. However there was one weird thing that happened when she lead him to her apartment. Smore had initially hoped up to said door, but had taken one look at John, squeaked out in terror, before running his way up the stairs back towards the second floor of the apartment. 

"Smore!? Hey, wait!...That was so weird. Usually he's really friendly." She turned back to John who blinked. "I guess he's just skittish being in a new place. I'll just go get some snacks. Why don't you just go ahead and put in one of the movies?" She gestured to the TV. 

He happily nodded and made his way over towards it as Fae smiled and went into the kitchen. She remembered she bought chips and stuffed them on top of the fridge. As she walked in a foul rotting smell instantly hit her making her recoil and stumble back. A hand quickly flew to her mouth and she nearly screamed when she looked around and saw the source of the smell on the floor. Some kind of.. rotten bloody meat mess was there on her floor.

"EW! What is that?! It smells so bad!" Oh gods she felt like she was going to vomit out the Burger she ate. "Oh gods. I think Im going to be sick."

UCK!! She..She must've accidentally left out some meat and forgotten about it and it went bad as a result. She coughed a few times covering her nose and stumbling to the cabinets for cleaning supplies. She needed to get it cleaned up first. It's amazing what some trash bags and bleach could do and after a while it was gone and all cleaned up. The smell faintly lingered in the air alongside the bleach but it was certainly better than what it was a few moments ago. Once done she was able to get the snacks and walk back into the living room where John was waiting for her. He smiled and patted the seat next to him and she smiled sitting down and handing him one of the bags of chips. Which he happily accepted it. The movie with the cooking rat was on and she relaxed back to watch it with him. This was nice. 

And it continued to be.

That date turned into agreeing to lunch next week. Which turned into going to the movie theater three days after that. Which turned into a movie marathon night a week after than. Which turned into a picnic two days later. He was honest and open and listened to her. It was...so refreshing! He was also so... Different. But in a way she loved. He seemed confused sometimes or didn't understand some things at first but that wasn't a deal breaker at all. He also seemed clingy and a bit too eager to hug and hold hands but she kept reinforcing her boundaries and he seemed to get it after awhile. Just resulting in holding hands and the occasional hugs or cuddling . It was..so nice. He was even nice enough to gift her something-

"This is for you!" She blinked as he held up an old slightly dirty glass cherry cola bottle. "You said you liked cherries!"

Fae blinked..but accepted it slowly with a smile. "Aw. How sweet. It looks pretty old too. Maybe an antique." She smiled wider holding it to herself. It'll be a cute little vase to put some fake flowers in after she cleaned it up a little bit. "And you remembered what I said I liked. That's so sweet of you."

She then leaned over and his eyes widened in awe as two soft lips pressed against his cheek. She smiled at him and watched as his hand slowly reached up to touch his cheek where she kissed him... Before breaking out into the biggest grin she'd ever seen on him and squealed out as he suddenly hugged her to him.

"I LOVE LOVE LOVE YOU!!"

"You seem happy."

Fae blinked out of her day dream and blinked back to her cousin whom smiled knowingly at her. Rose had stopped by her work on her way to make a delivery and Fae had spaced out happily for a moment. Typical Fae.

"What's got you smiling like that?"

Fae blinked before smiling wider. "Oh nothing much. It just might be that...Well.." she suddenly smiled wider and gushed out. "I MET SOMEBODY!!"

Rose blinked before she too broke out in a large grin. "You're serious? Who?!'

"His name's John!," Fae explained with a smile, "We met on the bus! Oh Rose! He's perfect! He's so sweet and cute! And he listens to me all the time and so thoughtful! I've honestly never met anyone like him!"

"Hey! That's amazing news! I'm so happy for you! I'll have to stop by sometime and meet him myself just to see the man who's making my cousin smile like a clown on laughing gas."

She'd love to introduce her boyfriend to her family! But she'd ask him first to see if he was comfortable with the idea first. They were supposed to meet up again that Saturday so she'd ask him then. However an unexpected storm rolled in. Rain thundered out. Lightning clashed across the sky. And dark clouds the sky. She hoped John was doing ok. She know he said he didn't have a phone but she wished he could call her, even from payphone to cancel plans or at least let her know he was ok. She's been waiting for nearly two hours now on the sofa waiting for John. She certainly hoped he wasn't caught up in the storm. Maybe he was just running late? Smore wasn't helping at all just cowering upstairs. ...Funny. He did that whenever John was around too which was strange. He was usually so friendly to everyone he met- She was pulled out of her thoughts as a soft knocking sound came from the door making her instantly look up. She barely heard it from over the ran and thunder.

"John!"

She lit up immediately and bounded to the door throwing it open only to see... Nothing? She blinked as nothing but the inside of her building met her. Dark but lit up whe

never lightning struck out lightning it all up briefly. But...no one was there? Was she just hearing things? Fae flinched when a loud prr like sound came from by her feet making her look down.

And she shrieked as a giant single eyeball blinked up at her.

[peachsukii]

hi Peach!

I haven't talked to you in a while! have you rambled about a date with Katsuki that you adored? like, not talking about the first date and who asked out who and not what was the absolute best but simply… adored each other's company that stood out in a somewhat special way? have you also talked about the worst date so far that you both felt was horrible but can laugh about today? AAAANNNNDD are you also the one asking HIM out? does he allow it? :D

maybe… let's talk a bit? if you're up for it? :>

(hope this doesn't come off as feral, we ain't mutuals 😖😖😣😣😣)

Hey hey! I hope you’re doing good. 🥰 (and no worries!! Now we are 💜)

This is such a cute ask!! I really had to think about it a bit. One of my favorite dates that we've had is simple, and it's the first time we went camping together. Sitting by a fire under the stars together, wrapped in blankets to stay warm and just enjoying each other's company. And even though Kat doesn't care for sweets, we still ate smores together until we couldn't anymore. We laid on a blanket at the lookout nearby and counted stars.

As for a bad date...not necessarily bad on either of our parts, but we got caught in a downpour on our way to an anniversary dinner. The two of us were absolutely drenched by the time we showed up for our reservation, and then they wouldn't even take us because we no longer "met the dress code" (aka they didn't want us looking like drowned rats). Katsuki was pissed beyond belief that we ended up at a ramen bar down the street instead. As we went to leave, a car flew by and soaked us both a second time, we couldn't help but laugh together about it.

We actually asked each other out at the same time! Post-confession, a few days later we had the same idea to ask one another to dinner that weekend. It was comical timing. 😂 We still ask each other out on dates!

[the-theatre-of-gardenview]

"HI! POPTART ANON IS POPTART ANON! WOULD YOU TWO LIKE A POPTART" incredibly loud, holding a box of smores poptarts -@poptarts4evryone

There is no feasible way to explain this within the main storyline, so let's switch things up a bit.

The twins were caught off-guard by the loud yelling just near them, worse than Shrimpo's by far... "Huh??" Razzle exclaimed, pulling Dazzle to turn to face this anon. Dazzle almost fell over, which would've realistically resulted in both of them falling over. "Oh... uhh..." The tragedy was at a loss for words, still piecing his own thoughts together.

"A poptart?" Razzle looked at the box and then at their brother. "I'll take one!" They looked back at the box and cheerfully took one of the snacks. Dazzle looked a little more skeptical of the authenticity of the sweets, but seeing how careless his brother was made him suddenly not care. He took a poptart for himself, whispering a 'thanks' before biting into it.

The pair seemed to really like the flavor, though Razzle enjoyed it a bit more than Dazzle did.

[grokebaby]

Visualize this as everybody you've asked the Oc Sweets ask to playing a paddel game with the ask as the paddel ball. The ask has gone from person to person, and now it's arrived back to you!

If your OCs were sweets/candy, which ones would they be? Especially MewMew and Evilicus!!!

Ooh and as an extra question, what's their favourite candy?

Oooooogghhhhhh me when. That which I put forth comes back to meee yahoo heehe (the fact that this is the second ask about this topic haha). I am bonked on the head by the ball. Kiitos :)

I think Mewmew would likely be marshmallows due to the immaculate softness and sugary sweetness. Just the whole vibe. I personally can't stomach marshmallows bc they're wayyy to sweet for me hahah... Mew could also easily be like a smores! Crunchy (the tech parts) with soft and melty stuff (bio parts and fuel). Doesn't that just sound yummy :) lol

The marshmallow (or s'more) would also be fitting bc of how.. Heavy? It is. Like. So much fat and you can't eat too many before you have to stop. At least that's it for me so. That adds to the Mewmew vibe (bc m is nothing if not Heavy Class and tanky!)

Though, I could also make the argument for Mewmew being like, fruit gummies? I have this specific zoo animal gummy type in mind

Bc haahaa artificial thing resembling a real animal :) but still!

Evilicus... Hmmm... I really wanted to say some Halloween candy here bc of the vibes.. Ev is so edgy. But I feel like something else would represent them better..

Let's say. Cake. Let me paint the picture for you. It's at least two tiered. It's got sharp and detailed frosting. It's got hard meringue spikes. It's got decorations and maybe a surface sculpted of almond paste. It's got plums and other dried fruits in the batter. Chocolate sauce. Raspberry sauce - red as blood. The raspberry sauce has the faintest hint of chili. The whole thing is in purple and black. Tadah! Evilicus.

.. Or, after being defeated it's a little fruitcake with chocolate ganache and berry sauce thrown on top. Still relatively fancy but definitely comprised of less.

As for what those two would like, it's gonna be very different from what treats they would be!

Mewmew -..... Cat treats. But if you asked about human candies the answer is probably cookies or candied fruit. More likely cookies but Mewmew likes fruits and veggies in general.

Evilicus - Hard to say, they don't eat much.. 🤔 I think rock candy would be fun for them though! Just like those nefarious power crystals they used to acquire in their glory days. I could also say lollipops and then like, banana bread and tiger cake, and other less sweet but still desert baked goods.

[sweater-daddiesdumbdork]

Happy 4th of July Amber 🇺🇸🍑

Happy Steve day as well ❤️❤️❤️

Not me thinking about Little one baking something for our Alpha Steve for his birthday and surprising him with a small party cause he deserves all the love ❤️

Also not me thinking about Little One teasing Steve with how she’s having a crush on Dean Winchester from supernatural because she’s watching the reruns of the show and she’s singing praises of Dean’s green eyes and he made her laugh annoying his brother. 😂😂😂

Also not me thinking about the places Steve would take her on vacations. Probably their first time flying in a commercial flight as a couple and stewardess trying to flirt with Steve.

Much love ❤️ Amber

Happy Independence Day and Steve Day (Im sorry for being SO LATE with this.)

What do you think Little One would bake for Steve? His birthday being the beginning of July... How about a sweet cherry pie? All while she is humming Warrant's Cherry Pie to him while settling in his lap with a slice of pie to share? How long do they tease one another till one breaks and ditches the pie? Or maybe strawberry shortcake? With lots of dollops of whipped cream that makes for sweet nipping kisses and nuzzling with one another while watching fireworks on the lakes beach, surrounded by their pack? Maybe a good blueberry cobbler, the kitchen a little bit chaotic mess of flour and sugar, Steve sitting at the counter to take samples as Little One tests out Wanda's recipe, adding in lemon and honey to really bring it all together?

At the end of the day, the whole pack gets together for a summertime beach party, ending it with a big bonfire and marshmallows. (because the pups begged for smores and the adults are happy to oblige) Steve hugging his mate close and just soaking in all the happiness him and the Alpha is feeling among their family.

Hahaha, yes! biggest crush ever and it makes Steve a little grumpy sometimes. When she is ooh and ahh over those green eyes and he pins his mate against the cough, his own eyes a fiercly intense blue as he is studying his mate, Little One smirks at him, because he fell so easily into her trap. Her hands coming up to cup his face and push her fingers into his hair to pull him closer, her lips brushing against his. "Gotcha Alpha."

And other times he teases her with it, purposely putting it on the tv or playing the music on the speakers. Saying some of Dean's catch phrases to get her giggling about it. Perfect that they have Sam in the pack. He rolls his eyes at the two of them when "Sammy" gets shouted at him.

The first time is to give Little One the experience. It was her wish, to get to do all the things she never was able to do before. Steve assured her that Tony would let them take his jet, but she wanted the real deal. Chaos of the airport and everything. So Steve pulled it all together, with her help. After all this honeymoon like trip was to be for both of them, so they had to pick the destination.

And Little One was having the time of her life with the hustle of the airport, Steve escorting her with his arm over her shoulder, tucked into his side. The Alpha's way of keeping his Little Wolf close from any possible threats like runaway luggage, but he wont tell her that. It wasn't till they were on the plane that she started getting growly.

And Steve couldnt figure out why.

"You dont see what shes doing, do you?" You huff and Steve shakes his head. "Shes trying to flirt with you, had eyes on you from the second you came into this section." (This section being economy,because you wanted the actual experience, Steve already planned on first class on the ride home. Their was entirely to many people crowding around the two of you)

"Ah." A little smirk played on his lips as he dipped his head close to yours, catching your gaze. "Little One, she can look all she wants, but I belong to just you." His fingers caught your chin, drawing you into a kiss, keeping it more on the affectionate side for now. "But I can see this is distressing you. What should we do to fix this."

You pop your shoulder in answer and Steve shifts to look over his shoulder, scanning the plane and his grin gets wider. You swear you can see the wheels turning in his head, the Alpha suddenly turning smug while the Little Wolf is just as lost as you are. He shifts out of his seat, taking your hand and pulling you along with him down the aisle.

"Their is nowhere to go Steve." You whisper loudly, glancing over your shoulder to see if anyone was paying attention.

"Wrong Little One." He ducks you two into the stewardess station of the plane, him tugging the curtain closed and pulling you into him with an excited whisper. "You better stake your claim Little One, and be quick before they catch us."

Thank you babes for letting me revisit Alpha Steve and Little One with you! I hope you're doing good and ALL THE LOVE SENT YOUR WAY.

[wololo-01]

Wolo, thank you so much for the little honorable mention in your recent post it's such a huge honor to be seen as someone who inspires others and to hear that the way I write villains is positively amazing! I LOVE villains, both the cartoony not so harmful kind but also the dark fucked up bastard flavor kind as well! As a kid I always thought heroes were cool but I grew to love and appreciate the dark evil villains I read about from books I own and fanfics I discovered on AO3!

I've also made so many wonderful characters in THSC Fandom it makes me smile knowing so many people and friends love them and their stories or want to know more! I truly love your art style and find it so squishy and shaped! You're a good person, a wonderful artist and a sweet soul just like Minnie and the others I got to know through here! Don't ever sell yourself short Wolo!

Stay awesome my friend!💕

SMORE I SO SOOOO FREAKING SORRY FOR TAKE TOO LONG TO RESPOND YOU 😭 I REALLY DON'T KNOW WHAT TO ANSWER THAT

But, I'm so happy to hear that!!, I really so soooo happy!!, as also a person who as kid used to thought heros cool but as grow up start to love and appreciating villains!, ohhh especially the dark evil ones!!! AHAHAHA THEM ARE MY FAVORITES!! I the cartoony not so harmful and also the goofy ones are kinda also my favorite but I like more a dark theme ehehehe I read very little but I saw so many series and especially films about these types of villains which made me get like a passion from them and see start reading about who villains are written like this, And seeing you and the other favorite people I have writing your guys villains like that makes me jump and explode of joy!!!

Your ocs too!!! I'm so happy too to have the chance to know about them, their personalities, their story, their backstory, their facts and much more, It's no surprise that people would like them as they really deserve recognition, love and want to be better known by soo many people!, them are wonderful like you, everyone it is really happy to know your oc and you!! Really if I have the time I would love to read about ALL your ocs (if remember you have like 70 Or something? geez I think you got too much of the power of "creativity and talent!" But I'm not complaining hehehe keep doing this Please!! I'M NEED MORE OF YOUR OCS CONTENT!!!! 🙏🙏)

Also thank you so much for the kind words!!!AH Man I'm already crying :'') I LOVE YOUR ART TOO SMORE!!! YOUR ART FOR IS ALSO SO SQUISH AND SO SOOOO FREAKING PRETTY, GOD PLEASE SMORE FOR THOSE AMAZING PIECE OF ART!! IS SO NEAT AND YUMMY LIKE A CUTE ROLL CAKE!!! YOU ALSO ARE A WONDERFUL ARTIST AND SWEET SOUL PERSON!!!!! NOT ONLY THAT ALSO A WONDERFUL, FUNNY, JOYFUL AND AMAZING PERSON ALSO LIKE MINNIE AND THE OTHERS HERE!!! Do NOT let anyone make you feel otherwise, you are spectacular and none can't take the shine sun and light that you are!!

YOU stay awesome and fantastic too friend!!!

[fish-at-fish-fish-resort]

holds out hands . may i hear your oc lore

since this is a sequel to this unanswered ask from my main

ill give you my agents (and 2 related ocs) bc giving you all the ocs in one post will be really hard i have SO MANY. too many. ANYWAY sillies under cut!!!

lets start with 3 because thats where the timeline starts

heres a p old timeline drawing thingy that still holds up i think

yeah just read through it. holds up. three is mostly the target of self projection lmao.

smore fun facts ab them:

they were team callie in the s1 final fest

they are wildly competitive

they sleep with an eyemask on bc the scrred eye glows in the dark (it bothers eight)

they value abilities over looks on gear so most their outfits are atrocious unless someone forces them to look good.

they can speak octarian

if they had a penny for every time they let an octarian who just got to inkopilis live with them theyd have two pennies. which isnt a lot but its weird it happened twice right?

which brings us to the next one which is actually an octoling oc i made back in like 2016??? def splatoon 1 era. shes been redesigned a bajillion times but the story is mostly the same. after the octavio fight she is also one of those octos who tried to get to inkopolis. this one was found by three who was like. i jave no idea what ur saying ur coming with the the old man totes knows octarian from his divorce. this n that and they teach eachother language and culture and its sweet and cool and they probabyl had some wlw stuff going on until 3 had a wholeass gender crisis

this is her btw. the drawing on the right is more up to date. im still thinking of renaming her. ill never find a name that fits. her original name was marianna but thats too close to marina!!!!!

shes also a fashion designer! she likes to use traditional octarian or military designs in her clothes. her pieces are not meant for turf wars though. shes still in close contact with three, and they hang out a lot. she wants to get three to ask the squid sisters if they could wear some of her clothes on a splatfest. three forgets.

next up!!!!! agent 4. i have two of those. they independently became agent 4 and then unrelatedly also became college roommates.

hash is more of a canon adjacent agent 4. poser, loser, really dramatic and really loud. kidna does whatever they want and also likes to leave graffitti on the kettles they clear. theyre also an only child. they also call marie mom jsut to annoy her. also their hairstyle is the bob in the front but the back is spiky/shaved. theyre a silly lil punk.

ikarus is a cynical asshole. and also a self centered poser whos set on looking cool for whoevers watching. he has 2 younger siblings and 1 older sister. hes from outside greater inkopolis, thinks hes better than the in city inkopolitans but behaves the exact same. he sucks i love him. he really looks up to n respects marie bc she reminds him of his elder sister. his fav brand is toni kensa

ikarus got the agent job first, n got rlly mad when they found out that theres another agent 4 bc he didnt show up enough nd marie just hired someone else. they share a uniform. they try to annoy eachother by puttinf the weirdest smelling stuff in the uniform b4 leaving it at the canyon. when talking ab em as agent 4 i like to use #4 for hash and n°4 for ikarus

the two also have a 3rd roommate

she doesnt have a name though. and if she does i forgot it :(

the three actually make a pretty good unit in their apartement. hash and ikarus only find out theyre both agent 4 when its time for the boss fight and both of them show up to get it done with. theyre both very competitive. they end up fighting over it and hash wins. ikarus is on the truck w sheldon and marie and is yelling insults at the battlefield until marie shuts him up so she can sing.

thw three roommates also always do salmon run shifts together. if they fuck up on a wave they always blame it on the one freelancer. yes they also kiss.

for eight i actually made this ref here recently!

theyve always been really fascinated with inklings and also were going to become an engineer before running off and landing in the metro.

they are very well spoken but also pretty shy. they try to make a good impression on people. finds it hard to trust others.

it took a while until he got used to sleeping in a bed. still sleeps with an eye open sometimes. its a habit.

theyre usualyl the one forcing three into at least okay looking clothes. oh also this tall loser likes to wear heels n platforms. hes literally taller than marina and still wears heels.

he actually started learning inklish back in octo valley from really outdated books. after coming to inkopolis hes been given a buncha annotated language books from marina (and from three, who still had the ones they used w the other octo girlie). but they still end up using some really old phrases and words that kinda leave some people perplexed.

oh also they're not THAT good at fighting (they were never a soldier) theyre smart and persistent though. still ended up severely in debt w pearl bc of the metro. pearl offered he can just work as stage crew for off the hook for a few tours or so and theyre good. he took the offer immediately bc bro barely got income to repay that all normally.

[ass-sassafras]

Is this RSD, am I too sensitive or are people just mean in general?

It doesn't matter how much I accomplish, people still shit on me. Today alone, I was told by my daughter that she'll be a better mom than me. Admittedly she's 8 so this shouldn't bother me and at first it didn't. She wasn't even mad at the time; we were playing with Legos and having a good time.

Then, my son wanted to take a drive just me and him which I think is sweet. So we drove around country roads and had some nice conversations. He said he couldn't talk to me a lot at home because his sister interrupts all the time. Then, when we were about to be home, he said he knew about a really cool science thing, but I wouldn't understand it because I'm bad at math. I kind of paused and asked some nonchalant, non-leading questions, and apparently he was talking with his dad who for some reason in addition to telling his son about this cool science fact, found it necessary to inform my son that his mom won't understand it like the two of them do because she's bad at math. My son is in the fifth grade, I'm sure whatever math level he understands, I could manage.

Then, while I was internally patting myself on the back for making some excellent homemade caesar dressing for the first time, I heard my ex bf/roommate start the clothes washer, so I ran over and asked him not to wash my favorite hoodie which was on top. He hadn't because he thought it was clean. He asked me why I didn't want it in the washer, so I told him there's melted chocolate all over the front from when I got the munchies a few days ago and microwaved a smore with dark chocolate. I was high and also didn't realize the chocolate was liquid when I bit into it.

He rolled his eyes, then looked at me exasperated and said "God, you're such a messy eater!" This mother fucker doesn't clean up after me or do my laundry, and he's constantly making fun of me for dumb shit that's none of his business. Oh, and I pay all the fucking bills and do all the grocery shopping and cooking. It's never good enough.

Idk man, these three examples of how I'm a fuckup all in one afternoon just killed my mood for the day

I'm trying to grow thicker skin but it doesn't work all the time. If I let my guard down, people who I care for hurt me.

The kids are just kids, they're bound to say things that are insensitive sometimes, but jfc I'm trying my best here.

[ncytiri]

💥💤🍩🍧🙊📸💡📎 for Hayden <3333

THANK YOU FOR THESE RED!!!! <3333

oc emoji asks!

💥 - what emotions do they have trouble dealing with?

she has a hard time dealing with anger tbh!!! it doesn’t stem from a messed up childhood or school experience, she’s just very hotheaded!! and it has gotten her into trouble multiple times as a professor and i think that is probably why she is no longer one 💀

💤 - do they fall asleep easily? what helps them sleep?

she has always been a HEAVYYYY sleeper, she doesn’t know why, but when she was still in school, it took her parents at least 3 times to wake her up before she actually got up 😭 but when she got to college and became a professor, she began to lose her ability to sleep harder which she is so mad about DLSDFKJ

🍩 - favourite sweet treat?

hayden’s dad used to make these delicious smores brownies which had a gooey chocolatey brownie, swirls of marshmallow fluff in it, and topped with a yummy little graham cracker crumb 😋

🍧 - do they still have any objects from their childhood? what significance does it have to them? what would their reaction be if they lost it?

so in starfield, when you visit your parents apartment for the first time, in your character’s childhood room, there is a galacticat plush which i think was hayden’s favorite toy as a child and that her parents got it for her even before she was born :’) and she actually thought she lost it when she moved away to college!!!! and then her parents moved to new atlantis so she thought she was never gonna see it again but she and kitty (as she called it) were reunited :’))) (galacticat pictured below!!!)

🙊 - what is something your oc will refuse to stay quiet about?

well her anger issues? so she is very vocal about workers rights and during a strike of her old university’s professors (which she was a part of), the local authorities were called and she might have… severely harmed an officer who was trying to hurt a student who was there supporting the teachers so she basically had to flee the planet (i’m still working where she might have been living as a professor!) as a result 😭 so she is very vocal abt oppression and workers rights and i always had her calling ppl out in starfield when the opportunity arose 😌

📸 - do they enjoy having their picture taken? what's their go-to pose? do they like taking photos? what do they take photos of?

she thinks it’s vain of her but she really does like her picture being taken!!! she is a very confident woman and knows her beauty <3 in college, one of her friends was a photography major so she always volunteered to pose for them so while she loves a good straight on portrait, she loves the fun, dynamic poses too!! and yes she loves taking pictures!!!! that’s one of her favorite parts about being in constellation :’)) hayden loves taking picture of her family and friends and sunsets the most!!

💡 - is your oc a planner? do they write down every small detail or just wing it?

she has never been the best of planners, even when she was teaching but ever since joining constellation and (SPOILER ALERT JUST IN CASE!) passing through the unity, she writes everything down in case she forgets because she is scared her memory might be affected <3

📎 - a random fact.

hayden loves cooking for people <3 it stems from watching and helping her parents in the kitchen when she was younger so at any chance she gets, she is making a meal for someone! the constellation members usually get together once a week for a “family dinner” as noel likes to call them :’D