#this is so gorgeous i really have to play this game huh

[chrollohearttags]

blerd!ony…💭

been wanting to write about my sweetheart + I needed something self indulgent today so here we are! 🩷

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you never really liked talking anime or nerd culture with men!…a strange thought but a true one nonetheless. It was always one exhausting conversation after the next. From being giving random pop quizzes about this series or a lecture about how that one doesn’t measure up to the solidified greats. That was until you met blerd!ony…the gentle, kindhearted cashier in the store you frequented on a daily basis. Blerd!ony, who recognized the t-shirt you were wearing immediately from that very obscure yet classic anime you loved so much, became absolutely ecstatic to talk to you from that day on. The tall, gorgeous male with a smile like the stars, the most beautiful complexion you’ve ever seen and a voice like honey had given you even more of a reason to gush over him. “You gotta give me your top five right now. I always see your keychains and shit. You got good taste..” you were a bit hesitant because this was always the point where things went left but blerd!ony surprised you by praising your choices and even saying he’d check out the ones you’d put him on to. blerd!ony, who had a sleeve full of video game themed tattoos took pride in showing off his pieces when you happened to catch him outside on smoke break one night. Telling you how he played all the time and even streamed a bit in his free time. “I do alright, you should check me out.” blerd!ony, who was always holding up the line just to chat with his favorite customer about the new series he just started. “I’m talking to my girl, y’all can wait—anyways, did you see that new episode? Shit was crazy.” it wasn’t long before he was asking for your socials and hoping to keep the communication going on days even when he couldn’t see you. blerd!ony, who couldn’t believe his eyes when he saw the girl who came in his store with sweatpants and a DBZ shirt all dolled up in your cosplays..some a lot more revealing than others. blerd!ony, who’d always wanted to try the hobby but was afraid had some questions..among other things the next time he saw you. “I see how it is, best friend. You be putting that shit on.” you were infatuated with his humor and laid back personality so naturally, when he invited you to an anime cafe in your city, you accepted. blerd!ony, who was the perfect gentleman ensured that you had the best time as you two chopped it up about all things nerdy, making you laugh more than you had in a long time.

blerd!ony, who confided in you that he didn’t have many friends and especially ones into the things he was, told you how happy he was to have met you. “You cool as hell, we gotta do this more often.” a sentiment you agreed with heavily agreed with. Some time had passed and you two spoke nearly everyday. That’s when he revealed that he was not only interested in attending his first con but cosplaying as well, asked you accompany him..and pick a character! “I trust you, ma. Make me look good..” it was a no brainer as the two of you were huge fans of the Mortal Kombat series and decided to dress as Sindel and Shao Kahn. So the two of you spent days going to the fabric store and ordering materials to build props in your spare time..blerd!ony, who was turning heads the entire time when he revealed that Adonis like figure that had been hiding underneath that company polo everyday..you were nervous and even a little embarrassed walking beside someone so fine. but blerd!ony couldn’t keep his eyes off of you or hands..holding your left one, keeping you close and grasping the small of your back as he guided you through the crowds. Even carrying all of your bags and letting you rest your tired feet on his lap. blerd!ony, who had been eyeing you all day couldn’t help but to be entranced when it was time for the after party and the two of you were dancing with liquor in your system. “You full of surprises, huh mama?” “Try me and you might find out just how many.” blerd!ony, who couldn’t wait to get back to you guys’ hotel room, tore that costume open quicker than you could get the door open..leaving a trail of warm kisses down your neck as his fingers delved into your core, pinning you against the wall in the process. “You so fucking sexy..” muttering in your ear as he hiked your leg up and tugged his bottoms down. blerd!ony, who fucked you like a man starved that night had you grasping at things that weren’t even there..taking you from the mirror, to the dresser and eventually the bed, where he gave you deep backshots; grasping that platinum gray lace front on your head as he did so. “You don’t know how long I been wanting this..fuck..” blerd!ony, who had you fucking up the sheets all night, getting stretched by that thick cock with the curve, absolutely depleted you, so much so, you two barely made it around the convention the next day but he was glad that he had met the girl who loved the same things he did and the one of his dreams. <3

[areislol]

“You really took care of us huh?”

►— pairings. genshin men x gn! creator! reader

►— warnings. nothing that i know of?

►— synopsis. albedo created a machine where it would bring back their creator, who was stuck in another world, back to where they belong. but instead of bringing you here to them, it brought them to where you were.

►— a/n. OMG IM SO SORRY FOR PUTTING THIS OUT LATER THAN EXPECTED 😭 instead of writing i was playing a game so that’s on me, i was also unbelievably tired this week, my fault! but it’s out now 🫶🏻

►— wordcount. 4.1k

✧ part one | ✧ part two | ✧ part three | ✧ part four | ✧ part five | more tba.. NAVIGATION

recommended to listen to: wave to earth - seasons or only - leehi

You never expected, not even in a million years or like.. in a lifetime for the video game characters coming alive and appearing in your room.

And they were handsome too, like, drop-dead gorgeous and the fact that they all respect and love you… You were surely the luckiest person alive right now.

These men also made your bank account cry, the amount of money you had spent on them—pulling for them (and losing many 50/50’s) and their weapon, grinding for hours trying to get their materials to ascend them and for their weapons, artifacts (you’d rather not talk about it) skills and EVERYTHING.

You put more work into making sure they’re all fully taken care of and put to the best of their ability than compared to your work. It was a bit concerning yes but, this game—the characters, we’re so comforting to you than anything else. So of course you poured your whole soul into the game and their characters.

(Also the fact that you also read fanfics about them and now they’re suddenly in your room does not help with your infatuation with them)

And so this brings you to where you were now, showing off their showcase at 10 in the morning.

“Oh wow Y/n! You worked really hard to make us strong.. no wonder why I felt so strong all of the sudden in one day..”

Aether watched in awe and amazement as you showed him his artifacts and his weapons with Venti, Pierro, Diluc, Kaeya, Tighnari and a few others hovering and peeking out from behind your chair, watching as you showed Aether’s build to everybody.

The rest were in your living room, eating breakfast. You had decided to eat breakfast after showing the people who wanted to know their builds.

For some reason their characters were still in the game despite really being in your world. You would have to ask Albedo about this later.

“What about me?” Diluc grumbled, trying his best to ignore the states he got. “What? I can’t ask Y/n something so simple?” Everybody shook their heads “no”.

Smiling, you replied. “Of course! I remember when your skin first came out I was all over it, I made sure to buy it to, did you like it? I think it looked beautiful on you.”

Diluc blushed at your words and nodded his head. “Mhm. I loved it, Y/n, thank you.” He stated, smiling warmly down at you.

You began to stroll through your characters until you found Diluc. “There you are—look at you! So handsome..” you sighed dreamily before snapping out of your trance and cleared your throat and began to go through his build.

Once you had finished showing Diluc and everybody his showcase, more people wanted to know about theirs and obviously you couldn’t say no so that’s how you ended up showing nearly everybody’s build and showcasing their skills and whatnot.

“And yeah! I did spend a lot of money but it was.. I guess worth it? I mean I’m glad you guys felt strong and all!”

Tighnari sighed and rested his hand on your desk. “We are all thankful, but seriously you didn’t have to spend all of the days you worked so hard for..” he explained, Diluc agreed with him.

The rest, too, didn’t want you to waste your hard work but then again for you to work so hard on and take care of them ignited something inside of them, so they couldn’t complain.

Before you could respond, a knock was heard. “Come in!” You shouted, turning around in your chair to see who it was.

Lyney entered the room and smiled at you (ignoring the others) “are you done? Your breakfast may get cold you know..” his gaze wanders off to the guys beside you. “Oh, and yours too.”

You could hear the scoffs coming from Diluc and Pierro. “Yeah I’m pretty hungry right now, and was it (Vietnamese) broken rice I smelt?” You asked, getting up from your seat and walking towards Lyney. He nods his head.

“Yeah, Aether found the recipe in a book and found the ingredients for it, lucky huh?”

As you smiled at him and began to walk out of your room followed by the others as Lyney cocks his head to the side—ordering them to get a move on and out of your room. “Come on, I bet you all are starving right now!”

Making your way to living room, you found everybody already done with their breakfast, with only a few plates placed on the coffee table for you and the others.

“Ouuuuh it looks absolutely delicious? Who cooked it?” You asked, sitting down on a pillow beside Xiao and Wriothesley.

“Thoma did with the help of Neuvillette and Childe, surprisingly.” Cyno responded, eyeing Childe from the corner of his eyes.

“Hey… what’s that supposed to mean?!” Childe yelled, pouting at Cyno before looking at you, betrayed and defeated.

You shrug your shoulders and began to dig in your food with Diluc, Venti, Pierro and Tighnari mirroring your actions, sitting down and eating their breakfast.

Childe began to make his way towards you and pushed the other men away that were behind you, this obviously annoyed them but before they could yell at him (start world war 3*) he had wrapped his arms around your waist and buried his face in your neck.

“You don’t think I poisoned your food, do you?” He mumbled, even though you couldn’t see his face you knew he was pouting.

You shake your head no, not even reacting to his affection—you were somewhat used to it. “‘Course not, I don’t think you could ever actually.”

Childe smiled on your skin and tightened his grip on you. “Mhm. Thanks snookums.”

Everybody cringed (some nearly gagged) at the corny pet name. “Snookums, really? Out of all the petnames.. and it’s not the first time he called them that.” Kaveh whispered to Al-haitham who was obviously disgusted by the pet name.

“Mhm, it truly is disgusting..” Al-haitham whispered back, looking away from the ginger.

Childe rolled his eyes at their reactions and continued to hold you in his arms, Xiao holding back his urge to tackle him right there and then but you were in his arms so he couldn’t, because if he did you would get harmed and he would rather die than hurt you.

While you were eating your breakfast, you grabbed the remote and began to go through the channels—animal documentary, no.. news, yes. Setting down the remote on the table you listened closely to the news.

You weren’t the type to listen to the news but today was an exception, because you just felt like it. “What’s that?” Ayato asked, eyes ogling at the news reporter in the middle addressing the weather.

“Oh-“ “how does she know the weather so precisely?”

“Because, she is a news reporter, she reports on the weather and gives us all of the latest news about whatever.”

The sounds of them “oooh”ing and “aah”ing could be heard from all around you. With Al-haitham and Dainsleif just giving a small “mhm.”

You spend the next few minutes just eating breakfast and watching them all eye the TV and listen closely to the woman. This was.. interesting to them, they had never experienced this before.

Finally you were done eating breakfast, you were the last one to finish so as you began to wash your dish, you looked back and found Neuvillette behind you.

“Oh- god!” Your body jolted as your heart rate spiked up. “You scared me!” You said, sort of breathless.

Neuvillette sends you an apologetic look and apologies. “I’m so sorry for scaring you like that.. I apologize. I should’ve told you beforehand..” his brows furrowed, he looked extremely guilty it was eating your heart away. You couldn’t just not forgive him!

“It’s really okay Neuvillette! I just got a little scare was all..” you laughed at his scared face and turned back around to wash your dish. “What did you want?”

There was silence at first, Neuvillette didn’t respond, there seemed to be a nervous and awkward tension between you two.

“Neuvillette..? Did you want something?” You repeated, placing your dish in the dish rack before washing the other utensils, still awaiting his response.

“I-..” Neuvillette pauses, cheeks slightly tinted with red. “I uhm. I wanted to..” all of the sudden Neuvillette suddenly pulls you in a hug from behind, his arms awkwardly wrapped around your waist.

You were caught off guard by his action but you already knew all of them were touch-deprived and or just wanted to be next to you all the time.

“What’s the matter?” You asked, letting him embrace you in his warm arms from behind. “When I saw Childe hugging you I just.. felt something weird. I wanted to, lord forbid, push him and take his place.”

His words caught you off guard causing you to laugh abruptly and drop the utensils in the sink, a loud "CLUNK!" could be heard. "Oh whoops.. any who uh- Neuvillette are you.." you turn around and raise your brow, smirking up at him.

"Am I what?"

"Are you jealous~" your teasing voice made his heart skip a beat, his eyes focused on you, brows furrowing. "Me? Jealous? I don't know what you mean." Neuvillette sighed, his grip on your waist tightened.

You eyed him and slowly nodded your head. "Mhm.. sure.." Neuvillette peeks his head to the side and spots the utensils still unwashed. "Would you like me to clean the rest? You could go rest and bond with the rest."

Turning your head back around to look at the utensils that laid in the sink. You hummed for a few seconds before responding—"why don't we both clean them? You wanted to be with me right?"

Neuvillette nods his head, offering you a smile. You two began to wash the dishes together with Neuvillette standing beside you, after a few minutes all the dishes were on the dish rack, water dripping off down into the sink.

"All done! Now let's go join the others" you excitedly hummed, grabbing a hold of Neuvillette's arm and walking over to where the rest were.

Kazuha smiled and waved his hand at the both of you, once spotting you with Neuvillette. "You're back! What do you want to do now?"

You sit down on the end of the couch and sighed. "I'm not sure.. I do need to clean my house though, its been a while since I last cleaned it." ever since the men appeared in your room your house has.. sort of been trashed.

Not entirely trashed (Thoma, Kazuha, Diluc, Tighnari and Al-haitham kept the house clean) but still, you really needed to do a deep clean—ever since you've bought a house it really has been a hassle to keep everything in place as you were still in college and had to multi-task.

The mention of cleaning your house definenetly perked some heads up. "Cleaning? I can help!" Thoma offers, eyes shining with excitement (yes he loves cleaning and cooking and everything domestic, he IS the male wife).

"Me too!" "me three, I can help as well!" others chimed in as well, Childe stood up and raised his hand. "I will be the biggest help, don't worry Y/n! What's the biggest job I can do?"

Everybody groaned at the ginger's words and shook their heads in disappointment. Giving his words a thought, you hummed and put on your thinking face.

"Hm.. well I would say cleaning every single crevice you know.. the nook and crannies." you replied, smiling at Childe. He immediately grabbed a duster and set off to clean single crevice.

"I'll wipe the surfaces and all." Al-haitham states, getting up and grabbing some wipes before doing his thing.

"I'll organize your clothes Y/n! Oh and ours too"

"I'll go mop the floors."

Soon, you pretty much gave everybody a role to do (or they just gave themselves the role) and they all set off to do their jobs. Honestly, this had to be one of the best days ever—your house was going to be squeaky clean and plus you get to see them doing domestic chores.

"If you guys need any help just ask me okay?" you mentioned, dusting the books on a shelf. A collective "yes ma'am!" could be heard. They were so respectful it made you fold.

After what felt like hours of cleaning (it was, approximately 4 hours of cleaning) you flopped down on the couch along with a few others and heaved a great sight.

"Good job everybody!! the house looks so much cleaner now..." you sighed, chest heaving up and down. You were all tired, apart from Thoma, Tighnari, Al-haitham and Albedo, they still had energy left.

As you got up from the couch to fetch a glass of cold water, you got a fright from seeing Gorou sitting at your feet, looking up at you with puppy-dog eyes.

"Gorou? What's wrong?" you asked, your heart melting at the sight of his ears pressing flat against his head. Gorou stared up at you—his eyes glistening.

He inches closer to you, his arms wrapping around your legs. "What. Is. He. Doing." Childe whispered to Pantalone, eyeing Gorou with... some disgust. Pantalone shrugs. "Lord knows what."

"Uhm, If I may ask Y/n.. Do you think I did a good job today? For uh.. cleaning the house."

Your brows furrowed in confusion as he asked the question. What does that even have to do with anything.. "Yes, you have, why?" you questioned, watching Gorou lower his gaze to the floor.

Everybody watches as the scene unfolds, they were confused, scared, worried, but more so confused.

"Could I get a head-pat?" Gorou asked quietly, his eyes still focused on the floor, his head lowered as if to invite you to pat your head. Was he asking for a head-pat (some kind of reward) for his hard work?

Nodding your head, you began to pat his head softly, enjoying how soft his hair was, your hands would occasionally caress his ears and my god were they super soft!! Heat rushed to Gorou's cheeks as he realized you had no intention of stopping. Not that he was complaining.

"Gorou.. did you know your hair is very soft? Like, unbelievably soft! I could touch it all day if I could.." you exclaimed, if Gorou allowed you, you would definenetly be running your fingers through his hair furiously because it was just way too soft.

You wondered if the other's hair were soft too, I mean, all of theirs's looks soft, Neuvillette and Ayato's looked soft and silky. You should go look for an excuse to touch their hair soon..

As everybody watched Gorou enjoy his head-pats, they all eyed him with jealousy (if you look closely you can clearly see fume coming out of their ears right now), wishing that they were in his position—receiving head-pats from you, what a dream. And they were sure to make it come true.

"Ahem, dearest Y/n, don't you think that I too, did a fantastic job in scrubbing the shower too?" Kaeya sighs dramatically, sliding down and sitting next to you, batting his pretty eyelashes at you.

You turned to face him, pursuing your lips. "Well.. I mean.. yeeeessss..?"

It was a bit confusing after that, Kaeya asked for you to pat his head as well, saying that he "deserved it" (which he did) but then after that the others started to ask for some head-pats too. So in the end you had to give everybody a head-pat, it was very time consuming.

Soon, it was 1 pm—it was time for lunch. Time has gone by so fast with them, you (unfortunately) stop petting Al-haitham's hair and stand up from the couch.

"I'll go make some lunch now okay? Something simple like maybe a sandwich or something, is anyone hungry?"

While a few replied with "I'm hungry" some replied saying that they weren't hungry and would eat a snack of some sort. You began to grab out the ingredients to make a simple grilled cheese sandwich.

You made sure that the men weren't allergic to anything beforehand, you would definenetly not be having beans around Itto at all, while you were busy making everybody sandwiches, Zhongli sat on the chair behind the kitchen counter, watching your every move.

It was sort of uncomfortable, yes, but you didn't really mind at all. You were used to their curious stares after all.

"Zhongli, would you like to be the first one to try it out? I want to see if I need to add anything or fix anything up."

This wasn't your first time making sandwiches but still, you were positive they weren't used to your (earth) sandwiches so why not make Zhongli your taste-tester?

Zhongli nods his head, giving you a warm smile in the process and god was he so handsome. "Of course, It would be an honor to be the first to taste your sandwich." and with that you placed the plate – with the grilled cheese sandwich on it – on the counter, waiting for Zhongli to take his first bite and his opinions on it.

As Zhongli grabs the sandwich and takes the first bite, munching on it. You weren't nervous at all, watching him eat your sandwich. Okay that was a lie you were totally nervous. I mean making a grilled cheese sandwich? Nothing big! But the fact that Zhongli, a handsome, fine, fancy man is sitting right across from you and eating your sandwich is!!!

Studying his face got you nowhere. His face was as always, nonchalant and somewhat still, after swallowing, he looked up and set his gaze on your face.

"It's... amazing! I've never had anything like this before, a simple grilled cheese sandwich I've had but to have it made from you and in your household, in your world, makes it all the better. The taste is also immaculate, truly other worldly. Quite literally."

You crack a smile at his joke at the end and breathed a sigh of relief. "Oh thank god.. so it's okay, thanks Zhongli!" you thanked him before going back to making some more before finally setting them all down on the kitchen table, counter, and coffee tables (and some other places as well since those all of them can't fit in three spots).

Tighnari had noticed that you had a couple of plants in your home, they were.. not in the best condition, he had to say. But that was no problem! He could help you raise and take care of them.

"Say, Y/n. Please do not take any offense to this whatsoever but do you take care of your plants?"

The question was out of the blue, yes, and it did catch you off-guard for sure. "Oh- uh, my plants? Well the truth is I haven't really been taking care of them.. I mean I would love to but I'm very forgetful." You explained while smiling sheepishly, it was embarrassing after all.

Tighnari nods at your response and offers you help to which you obviously agree to! I mean who wouldn't? He would take care and nurture your dying plants? Deal!

Everybody began to eat lunch as for the ones who weren't hungry just lounged in your room, Al-haitham read a historical book that you haven't even finished reading (you only bought it because of you thought the cover was really vintage), Pierro stood in front of your window, staring out to the view of the skyscrapers and buildings. Albedo and Cyno were sitting on your bed in silence, waiting for you to finish eating and come back.

"What a total weirdo.." Cyno whispers to Albedo, eyeing the tall, old (and stinky, that's what they call him) fatui. Albedo simply glances at Pierro and looks back at Cyno, confused. "How so? I think it's totally normal to gaze out of the window, don't you think? I mean, the view is absolutely fantastic out there.. so many things we've never seen and don't you agree that the flowers that bloom down near the window looks absolutely-"

Cyno groaned as Albedo ranted on and on, what Albedo was trying to say was basically, staring out the window was "normal". But of course, he couldn't be rude about it so he had to painfully listen to Albedo spitting out nonsense.

Finally, you (along with others) finished your food and washed your dish before walking into your room, leaving everybody else who was still not done (Heizou, Kaveh and surprisingly, Tighnari, are slow eaters).

"You're done eating? What do you want to do now?" Pierro asked, his voice rumbling deeply that it gave Cyno a spook, it gave him the hibbie jibbies. Humming, you thought about your answer but concluded that you wanted to do nothing but sleep.

"Eh, not really. I do want to get a nap in though, I'm sort of tired." You yawned, flopping down onto your bed between Cyno and Albedo. "Would you want us to leave and let you sleep in peace or..?" Pierro asked once again, his face scanning yours.

You shake your head, covering your body in your sheets and curling into a ball. "I'm okay with you guys here don't worry. Pierro could you close the blinds please?"

Pierro nods and closes the blinds at your command, the room now dimly lit. Soon your heavy eyelids take over, but not before the sound of the door clicking open and then followed by Childe complaining about you leaving him.

The obvious sounds of groaning and complaints about Childe could be heard too (Itto was complaining REALLY loudly.), Cyno shushes everybody entering your room, pointing at your trying-to-fall-asleep figure.

"Ooooh, whoops! Sorry Y/n!" Childe apologizes, cringing at the thought of his loud voice waking you up. You could barely hear him though, drowsiness taking over your body and thoughts, nothing was left in your brain except for one thing—sleep.

Kaeya rolls his eyes at Childe before slowing and carefully closing the door shut. "It's only 2:30 pm, isn't sleeping in the afternoon bad or something?" Gorou asked, peeking his head from behind Itto to look at you.

Albedo hums. "Well, yes, but considering that they have been tiring themselves out since we've arrived, I think they deserve this well-deserved rest. Don't you agree?"

The surrounding men agreed, nodding their heads. "I agree, we should let Y/n sleep, I think I should too, without Y/n I'll be bored..." Kazuha yawns, already getting ready to take an afternoon nap with you.

After Kazuha laid down on the mattress, a few others started to mirror his actions. Itto, Ayato, Capitano, Thoma and Kaveh began to settle down on the mattresses while the others went to the other room to take a nap as well (some didn't want to so they stayed out of the rooms and watched the TV or played board games).

Normally when you sleep during the afternoon, you would wake up in the middle of the night, and oftentimes you fail to fall back asleep. And that is exactly what happened to you.

In the dimly lit room, darkness envelops every corner. The only source of light is the faint glow seeping through the curtains, painting the room in a hazy ambiance. You lie on your bed peacefully, your chest rising and falling rhythmically with each gentle breath you take in your sleep, the softness of the pillows cradling your head.

The darkness of the room seems to cocoon you and everybody, it is as if the night itself has woven a protective blanket around you all, the silence is broken only by the distant hum of the city, a lullaby that lulls you deeper into your peaceful slumber.

But soon, your eyelids flutter gently, and in the dark room, you can hazily make out the scene before you. Outside, the moon casted its soft glow through the window, casting delicate patterns on the bodies of the men and on the wall. It illuminates your face.

It was so comforting to you, the soft glow of the moonlight completing everything.

As you take in your surroundings you begin to understand that you were cuddling Kazuha while Ayato had his arms wrapped around you. Smiling softly, you snuggled in closer to Kazuha's chest—pressing your cheek against his warm and slowly rising chest.

And in this dimly lit room, you slumber on, oblivious to the world outside. The darkness embraced you like a mother's embrace, offering comfort, it is a place where dreams are born and nurtured, where the imagination takes flight and as the night deepens and silence engulfs the room, you continued to sleep peacefully, unaware of the outside world.

But then before you could fall asleep your eyes shot open, I have to work tomorrow. Groaning, you nuzzled your face more into Kazuha's chest, knowing the next day would be tiring.

note: IM SO SORRY FOR PROCRASTINATINGGGG i just got home a couple days ago and my jet lag is pretty bad and i have to work and all of that jazz!! thankfully i got myself together and finished it :)

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"i've loved you in secret"

luke castellan x daughterofaphrodite!reader

smau - luke and y/n are dating, but their friends don't know

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a/n: hey!! this is my first post so lmk what you think! i wanted to do this because it looks really fun and i love percy jackson

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yn_yln and what if i did mr daddy issues?

percy.jackson so did you?!?!

yn_yln no.

percy.jackson awe man

itslukecastellan 💀

silenaaaa my sistaaa 💗

yn_yln SISTAAA ❣️

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larueclarisse luke i know that bracelet and that shoe

itslukecastellan huh

larueclarisse dont play dumb

larueclarisse im onto you

larueclarisse if you hurt her i'll break you

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yn_yln i love you

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percy.jackson come on man just tell me whats going on

itslukecastellan is have no idea what you're talking about

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whosannabeth you can lie to seaweed brain but you cant lie to me

whosannabeth just tell me if you and y/n are dating i swear i'll keep it a secret

itslukecastellan fine we are

whosannabeth "HA I KNEW IT" -silena and clarisse

itslukecastellan are you kidding me annabeth

whosannabeth sorry 🤷‍♀️

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silenaaaa I KNEW IT CASTELLAN

silenaaaa ahhhh love is in the air

silenaaaa how long has this been going on??

itslukecastellan nine months

silenaaaa NINE MONTHS???!!!

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yn_yln no

silenaaaa no

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[melonnmiru]

being a professional volleyball player had gotten kiyoomi an onslaught of— albeit, somewhat unhinged, fans.

he'd never say he hated his fans. in fact, he appreciated their constant support for his growth as both a person and a way too attractive volleyball player. however, the way some of them would show their support was rather... unique for his standards.

the two of you were sprawled out on the couch, you mindlessly scrolling through tiktok, and him ultimately deciding to do the same. this was one of the few times he ever even went on the damn app and the first thing he's greeted with is an edit of him from his most recent game. he somehow felt inclined to open the comments but a part of him knew his scowl would only deepen if he did.

you leaned over and tried to smooth out the crease in between his brows with a hum. "you gotta give them credit, 'omi. you look really hot there."

"it's a 15 second video of me drinking water."

"still hot."

he rolled his eyes, switching his phone off and leaning on your shoulder. you went back to running through his hair with one hand, and scrolling on tiktok with the other.

while kiyoomi was mainly focused on how nice it felt to have your fingers gently carding through his hair, he was also listening along to the random audios that played each time you scrolled onto another video. eventually, a song oddly familiar to kiyoomi started up on your phone.

wait.

kiyoomi paused, turning to look up at you in a comically slow manner with a grimace painted on his face. you bit back a laugh at his sour expression, batting your eyelashes back at him. "what's wrong, my sweetheart, honeybunch, sugarplum, light of my life?"

"ignoring those disgusting pet names— is that the same edit i just saw?"

the familiar song played faintly as you offered him an innocent grin. you glanced at your phone then back at him, quickly swiping up. "edit? don't know what you're talking about."

alas, the algorithm knew you a bit too well. maybe it was coming after you with the fact yet another kiyoomi edit popped up after you swiped. the two of you stared at the screen silently, your thumb sliding over to press another button.

"...what a coincidence, huh 'om-"

"did you just favorite it?"

you didn't respond. he shifted closer to grab your phone, you leaned away. this ultimately led to you and kiyoomi wrestling for your phone. as you two were tugging at your phone, it slid to unsurprisingly, another kiyoomi edit.

"i'm gatekeeping these, get off!"

"they're literally edits of me!"

eventually, he decided to dig his fingers in your sides, causing you to break into what sounded like a mixture of a scream and manic laughter. he smiled triumphantly, using his free hand to grab your phone from your— now weak grasp and going straight to your favorites.

he scrolled through the random collection of cooking tutorials he knows you won't do, cat videos you've shown him multiple times, and of course, edits of him. from clips of him from interviews to his monstrous spikes, you had it all.

"this is— an invasion of privacy!" you whined, trying to get your phone back to no avail. kiyoomi looked through all your saved edits with an amused look. "think you might be even more obsessed than these fans." he teased, his shoulders shaking as a chuckle escaped his lips.

"god, can't someone enjoy videos of their jaw-droppingly handsome, gorgeous, hot, attractive boyfriend in peace?"

"not when you're right next to said handsome boyfriend, watching those videos on the highest possible volume."

you waved off his quip, "details, details." you propped your head on his shoulder and watched in silent amusement as he regrettably decided to open the comments on one of the edits. he's not even sure how some of these comments slipped past community guidelines, while some were rather tame, gushing about how good he looked, some were so depraved he thought he was going to get permanent frown lines just by looking at them.

"if you though that was bad, you should see what i say on twitter."

for the sake of his sanity, kiyoomi decides against checking your twitter account.

my 31 pending school reqs will not stop me from kiyoomi posting!!

[mari-the-bimbo]

Checkmate

A/N: This is part of the ‘think I need someone older’ series because I’m very behind on it whoopsie! Also have I watched Queen Gambit? No. Did I use the show as inspo anyways? Yes! :D

MINORS DNI, 18+, blow job, semi public sex? Dirty talk,

“You again Geto?” you ask with a sigh as you watch the older, handsome man with his jet black hair tied back, patiently wait for you at the table.

“Hey beautiful”

You try your best to hide your smile from the handsome man who always managed to win every other chess game to land at a game with you.

“You sound disappointed to see me y/n, I’m hurt” he says playfully as you sit at the table, scanning the board, preparing for a game of chess with him.

“Yet you find yourself here every time” you retort, he chuckles nonetheless as he begins. “I enjoy it” he says.

“I’ll never understand why you enjoy playing chess in a pub full of old men though” he says. You shrug your shoulders “I’m just better than all of you” you say as you move a pawn.

He laughs amusedly, it echoes across the room littered with a few nearly middle aged men, none of them gorgeous as your favourite opponent.

“so cocky” he swoons. “And what if I won today?”

“You won’t” you say confidently with a smile, he can’t help but mirror your smile. He was so lovesick for you.

“You wanna bet on that?” He says, you give a breathy laugh at his eagerness. “Ok bet”

“And what happens if I win the bet?” He asks, causing you to halt your next move on the bishop.

You raise an eyebrow at the mischievous male, debating whether letting the simp have a favour from you is a wise idea.

“What would you want to do if you won?” You ask. Fuck being wise right?

He smiles knowingly, licking his lips, but it’s too late to take back words.

“You let me have my way with you”

Your breath hitches at his statement. You glare at him. “What does that mean?”

“It means you can help me out with something I really need” he says.

“Oh really?” You say as you move another player, your head goes fuzzy for a second. Wait, was that the right player to move?

“Mhm, just a little something under the table” he says dirtily as he confidently moves another player.

You gulp at his suggestive words, you know what a man obsessed with you would want, but you never expected him to have this effect on you “what?” You say as you move your king.

He smiles before leaning in closer to you. You feel his breath on your neck, “is your mouth as good as your hands?” he rasps and you gasp, pulling away from him, glaring at the man.

However Geto’s dark eyes were no longer on you but rather your king who he just put into check.

“Checkmate”

You stare in disbelief at the board. How did he defeat you? He never wins against you, nor does he ever come close to it.

“You-“

“Aww man all the guys have left. They didn’t get to witness this beautiful victory” he mocks with a smile.

You squeeze your thighs together, hating yourself for choosing your desire for the handsome chess genius over your own ego.

He tilts his head and flashes a pretty smile at you as he unzips his jeans. “Well I guess it’s good they’re not here to witness what’s next huh?”

———————————-

You were, in fact thankful that all the other chess enthusiasts left. The pub staff too busy sitting inside, having a cigarette to know Geto’s dirty antics.

You’re not surprised when upon freeing his cock from his boxers, you found it was already rock hard and decorated with pre cum. He was horny this entire game?

“Dirty pervert” you mutter.

He laughs at you while reaching out a hand to caress your cheek, “you seen the faces you pull when you’re concentrating? How can a man resist?”

“You-“

But your sentence is cut off by Geto’s tip which he now shoved against your lips, pre cum wetting them.

“Nu uh, you can run your mouth when you win a game princess, until then, it’ll be stuffed with my cock” he says, leaving no room for protest.

He pets your hair as the pre cum around his pink thick cock gets licked up by you. He moans deliciously, singing your praises from his mouth.

“Ohhhh pretty girl, your mouth is just as good”

He enthusiastically grabs your head with his thick veiny hand to press his cock deeper into your mouth. You initially struggle to fit the girth of him in, but your choking is only music to his ears.

He laughs blissfully at the sound, “so cuteee” he moans, his hips thrusting harder every time, because the wet gummy feeling of inside your mouth was just too good against his length.

Your whimpers vibrate against his sensitive head, his praises is now mixed with curses as he ruts into your mouth as if you were a sex toy. His thick arm grabbing the wooden table for stability, because, oh god, it was so easy to lose his composure with a pretty thing like you in between his legs.

Heavy balls slap against your chin, and the drool trails down your face but you try to keep up with his eager stamina.

Finally he slows his pace when he makes you aware he’s about to cum, the creamy taste of his cum flows down your throat as well as trickling down your chin mixing with your spit.

You’re both panting as you finally take his length out of your mouth and look up at him from in between his legs.

It takes everything in you not to suck him off again as you watch him slump against the chair, black hair strands frame his face dishevelled, his muscular chest heaving as he lets out a satisfied sigh.

“Hey princess” he coos as he grabs your chin, pressing his sweaty forehead against yours, he kisses your wet lips for continuing. “Maybe you should let me win more often yeah? I promise I’ll eat you out next time”

You give him a breathy laugh against his lips, “in your dreams Suguru” you say, even though you know you’ll take him up on the offer.

[corrodedcoffins-blog]

Invisble String

luke hughes x actress!reader

note: short cute introduction to this au, get to know how long Y/n has been Luke's celeb crush and get to know Y/n

also in 2018 reader is 17 and Luke is 15 for reference so like do the math i can't do everything

2018

"Why do you even want to watch 'It' you hate clowns?" the eldest brother asked, holding a bowl of popcorn while he rounds the couch to were he previously sat.

"Jack asked for a scary movie so I suggested a scary movie." though he wasn't lying, both statements were true, it wasn't the real reason he suggested the movie. But like he would ever admit that to his brothers because he'd never hear the end of it if they knew. Little did he know they already did.

"He wants to watch it because Y/n L/n is in it." Jack mumbled, not looking up from his phone where he looked up the cast list, and he begins to laugh along when his older brother starts to.

"Not true."

"Too true."

"Shut up. Are we watching this or something else." Quinn says, being the mediator among the three.

All throughout the movie, while Luke was gawking at his dream girl, Jack and Quinn would make eye contact over his head silently laughing at their brothers face of awe whenever Y/n was on screen. When she walked slow-mo out of the store, the scenes at the quarry, Luke had the same face as the boys on the screen except he wasn't acting.

-

2020

73 Questions With Y/ L/n | Vogue

Y/n opens the door for the vogue camera man, after she just shut it on him.

"Hey! Y/n L/n! You excited for your 73 questions with vogue?" the interviewer asks enthusiastically.

"Yes, I am.. Does that count as your first question?"

While the man asks several questions, Y/n lead them into her living room.

"Who do you want to play you in a movie about your life?"

"Umm.. Sadie Sink. And I would like to play Sadie in the movie about her life."

"What is the knewest thing in here?"

After quickly looking around the girl grab a recent purchase of hers a stuffed octopus.

"I recently bought this stuffed animal. It's an octopus, because there's only one or else it would be octopi."

"Interesting, and what do you think is the coolest thing in this room?"

Setting down the octopus, Y/n walks towards her book case. Grabbing what looks to be a very old book.

"This is a vintage edition of Little Women the same one my mom read to me when I was 12 and the same one I reread in preparation for my role as Amy March."

While placing the book back on the shelf the man asks, "Without looking do you know what the last word of Little Women is?"

Jokingly Y/n pick the book up again and starts to open it, and the two chuckle, she then continues to answer the question. "No, um..I know, 'end'."

"End?"

"Yep. That counts as a question."

"It's actually 'this'"

"... 'This'?" the man nods before Y/n continues, "No, you're wrong it's end. Because all books end in 'the end' how could you not know that."

The interview continues into the girl kitchen, while she pours herself an iced tea.

"What is your favourite sport?"

"I don't really have a favourite sport, but I guess I'll say hockey. 'Cause y'know they're hot."

-

imessage

Rowdy

Did you see your girlfriend said hockey boys were hot?

Maybe you have a chance

Lukey

Shut up.

Luke rewatched that interview a couple to many times.

-

2023

Y/n_updates

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Y/n_updates: Y/n was at the New Jersey Devils vs Philadelphia Flyers preseason game! she was with the Devils wags too! Just more proof that her and Luke Hughes are dating... What do you think?

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taytaySwft: they would be so cute!! i hope they're together ☺️

_spider_man: what's with the it girlies dating professional athletes right now?

jackhugheswife: damn he could do better than her

amyMarchstan: better than the gorgeous and successful woman she is?

harrie13: I miss her and Lucas 🙁

stranger_80: No him and Sadie!!!

anne_Cats: so she's got a thing for Lukes huh?

harrie13: lmao i didn't even realize that 😭😭

TaybrinaStan: she's doing for hockey what Taylor is doing for football.

note: yes i did only make her previously date Lucas McLaughlin for that one joke that's not even funny.. what about it?

[pupyuj]

→ “nobody like you.” || nakamura kazuha x reader fic.

— a party gone wild and a kim chaewon out of control leads to the unraveling of a new side to kazuha that you have never seen before in your years of being a couple...

word count: 2.8k.

dynamic: dom!nakamura kazuha x sub!reader.

content warnings: smut, oral, cunnilingus, fingering, masturbation, faceriding, overstimulation, nipple play (kind of).

requested ? : yes!

a/n: wasn't sure what kind of story anon wanted for this request so i just went ahead and did what i felt was fitting! sorry this took so long anon omfg i'm kinda bad at this sdkhskhsdk...

if miyawaki sakura could ask people what they think of nakamura kazuha, she could probably guess their answer.

sweet, soft-spoken, kind, beautiful, talented… kazuha was every guy and girl’s dream partner, but she was taken. taken by the smart, funny, and charming (y/n) (l/n)—you—and together, you were the campus’ hottest couple. always the main topic of every conversation, and the two of you were the people that everybody wanted to attend huh yunjin’s end-of-the-summer pool party. and indeed, you did attend, and immediately people swarmed you as soon as you stepped a foot inside yunjin’s door.

it only snowballed from there. people were dragging you to every corner of yunjin’s house either for a drink, a chat, or to make you play a round of a stupid game. it wasn’t very rare for you to be bombarded by people considering you were popular and just a please to be around. you have gone to countless parties where literally everybody talked to you, and maybe it was all the alcohol she consumed but this time around, nakamura kazuha was not at all happy with all the attention you were getting. and that, in miyawaki sakura’s opinion, was some juicy news.

“what’re you staring at, gorgeous?”

huh yunjin has appeared, possibly to make sakura’s night worse or significantly better.

“i haven’t seen that look on zuha’s face before.” sakura said, eyes flickering back and forth between you, who was dancing with a few of the party-goers by the poolside with a drink in your hand, and kazuha, who was sitting on a reclined chair with her arms crossed and a frown on her face. she was eyeing you intently, her eyebrows deeply furrowed and brown eyes dark and, admittedly, a bit scary.

“well, shit. didn’t know she had it in her to get jealous like that.” yunjin nods, following sakura’s gaze on kazuha.

“can’t really blame her. everybody in this party of yours is in love with (y/n), they’re all practically trying to charm her over there,” sakura tilts her head to get a better view of your face from where she was standing. you can handle your alcohol well, so you weren’t the least bit tipsy. you just looked like you were genuinely having fun, twirling around people and laughing with them. and then… something makes sakura’s eye twitch. “oh no. things are about to get worse.” she muttered, shaking her head.

inside that little dancing circle was a wild kim chaewon, drunk out of her mind. she was dancing with you, maybe a little bit too close to your girlfriend’s liking. kazuha watched as chaewon took your hands and put them on her waist, putting her own around the back of your neck and started moving with you. of course, you were thinking that chaewon was just having fun like you were so you didn’t think anything of her suggestive eyes and the way she bit her lip while she swayed to the music with you.

kazuha shifted uncomfortably in her seat, briefly looking away from you and chaewon to take a sip of her drink. she didn’t like what she was feeling. chaewon was one of her best friends, one of the few people she trusted with her biggest secrets and her life, and kazuha obviously knew chaewon just had a little bit too much booze, and that you wouldn’t do anything to break her heart but she couldn’t help it. she should be the one dancing that close to you, she should be the only one looking at you like she wants to eat you up.

kazuha finishes her drink and steals another one from a guy who was walking by, immediately swallowing up all of the alcohol in the glass before starting to saunter towards the dancing circle. she keeps on stealing at least four other people’s drinks and finishing them in a split second, slowly losing her sobriety. eventually, she was stumbling into everybody until she made it in the circle. eyes glued onto your and chaewon’s figures, burning with both rage and lust.

sakura frantically shakes yunjin’s forearm, “control your girlfriend before kazuha drowns her in the pool.”

“chaewon’s not my girlfrie—”

“just fucking go, huh yunjin!”

before kazuha could do anything she doesn’t want to do to chaewon, yunjin swiftly swoops in and steals her away. now yunjin was dancing with chaewon, who immediately pulled her way too close for anybody’s comfort. you laughed at the sight, and then you grabbed by your girlfriend by the arm. her eyes were dazed, but you couldn’t see them as it was dark and only neon lights illuminated the place. you feel kazuha embrace you, putting her head on your shoulder and lazily dancing with you.

“hi, baby. i was starting to miss you.” you whispered in her ear, wrapping your arms around her waist and gently swaying her.

kazuha lifts her head from your shoulder, leaning dangerously close to your face, “didn’t think so. you looked busy with chaewon-unnie.” she says with a pout. and immediately, you figured out why kazuha had suddenly decided to drink so much. she was usually strict about her alcohol consumption, being friends with kim chaewon and huh yunjin required her to be after all. so, seeing her lose all that control and level-headedness just because she was jealous, well, you can’t say that it didn’t melt your heart.

“you know how unnie gets when she’s drunk,” you kiss kazuha’s lips briefly. she needed more. “she would never steal me away from you.”

“but these people would,” kazuha said, gesturing to everybody else in the circle. she glared at some guy behind you that had been staring at you for the longest time. “they look at you like you’re some… object they can take off my hands as soon as i lose interest, as if that’ll ever happen. don’t worry. i’ll show them wrong. we both will.”

and suddenly, kazuha was dragging you out of the circle and inside yunjin's massive house. the two of you passed by sakura, who merely waved as she watched you depart. you had to admit, you were getting excited for the night ahead. what could kazuha be planning for you after all that she’s seen? certainly not dinner in bed. not in the normal way, maybe. sex with kazuha has always been a bit… vanilla. not that you were complaining about it — however kazuha wanted to go about sex, that’s what you made yourself get used to. even if sometimes you just wanted her to go batshit crazy for once.

hopefully tonight’s the night.

kazuha tugs you inside the first room she comes across in the second level and immediately pins you against the door, lips crashing onto yours just as quickly. she could care less if this was yunjin’s room—based on the guitar in the corner, it probably was—she needed to teach all those creeps downstairs not to try and take what belonged to her.

“zuha… are you mad at me?” you asked while your girlfriend trailed wet, sloppy kisses down your neck.

“no, (y/n). those idiots are who i am mad at. not you, not even chaewon-unnie.” kazuha reassures you. she pulls off your robe, leaving you in your very eye-catching red bikini, and her hands start roaming all over your body. on a normal day, kazuha would have been handling you like you were made of glass, always careful not to bruise you or wound you, but this day has been anything but normal. so, kazuha’s touches were a little different; they were rough, desperate, and so hungry. she was groping your tits, slapping your ass, grabbing your jaw roughly to control the kiss… this was an entirely new side of kazuha that you were growing to like, really like.

she pulls on the ribbons that tied your bikini together, letting them fall to the ground and leaving you completely naked before her. kazuha has never before tried to be controlling of what you wore—she loved showing you off, anyway—but after seeing how everybody looked at you tonight, kazuha might just start telling you to start wearing full-body padded coats. but no, she wouldn’t actually do that. kazuha herself loved your body too much. every curve, every flaw, every scar… she could touch you forever, really. her kisses wander lower, from your collarbone, to your chest, to your stomach (where she left several hickies because she knows it was where people look at you the most), and finally, she reached your pussy, practically dripping.

“we’re gonna make them hear all the sounds only i can bring out of you, okay?”

kazuha lifts one leg over her shoulder, leaning closer and dragging her tongue along your slick folds. “oh… fuck…” your hands immediately find their place in her hair, tugging at it lightly as kazuha continues to give your pussy small kitten licks. kazuha has always been addicted to your taste. during the early year of your realtionship, and sometimes even now, there were many nights were kazuha fantasized about eating you out all day everyday… picturing you in her head with your legs spread open for her, dripping with cum because of her tongue. it always feels like the first time, too.

“zuha… get going already…” you were whining, patting your girlfriend’s head desperately. well, kazuha didn’t need to be told twice. she parts your folds with her thumbs and sucked on your throbbing clit, eliciting a loud moan that you didn’t care to suppress at all. “k-kazuha…! fuck!” your voice was the sweetest thing kazuha has heard, and you sounded best when you were screaming her name, and that was exactly was she was planning on doing all night.

you push kazuha’s head closer to your cunt, “good…! good, good… fuck, more..!” kazuha couldn’t help but smile. she sucks on your clit harder, watching as you threw your head back on the door and failed to cover up your sounds even when you’ve tried to clamp your mouth shut with your hand. she gives you a stern look whenever you did, giving you no choice but to put your both of your hands on her hair and let every noise be heard by everybody. kazuha gently takes your clit between her teeth, making your knees buckle and almost collapse on her but she kept you steady. “ahh..! shit, kazuha… babe, i— uhhm…!!” your nails dug into your girlfriend’s scalp as she continued to nibble on your clit, introducing you to a kind of pleasure that was both so overwhelming and so fantastic at the same time.

one flick of her tongue and you were falling apart — squirting all over kazuha’s mouth while she tried her best to simultaneously lap you up and keep you steady. “mhm, good job, (y/n).” kazuha gave your cunt one more kiss before standing back up. she tugs you along towards the bed, and you really did try your best to walk properly through that haze in your head. you watched as kazuha sat down on the soft mattress in front of you, pulling you close and placing a kiss on your tummy, “we’re gonna keep going.” she says.

you smiled at her, cupping her face in your hands and leaning down to kiss her, “whatever you want, angel.”

and then kazuha was laying down on the bed, beckoning you over with a single finger. “right here. on top.” she was saying, pointing at her face. you had to admit, you were taken aback. you have never once sat on kazuha’s face before nor have you ever suggested it to her. you simply didn’t think she was interested in it. she must really want to prove a point to everybody.

getting over your initial shock, you climbed on top of kazuha, giving her a brief kiss on the lips before settling yourself near her face. your knees planted on either side of her head, your pussy hovering slightly above her mouth. “z-zuha… are you sure ab— ahhn!” you gasped in pleasure, your entire body shuddering when kazuha suddenly grabbed your thighs and forced you down on her mouth. immediately, her tongue was deep inside your hole, pleasuring you in all the right spots. it didn’t take long for you get a hold of yourself and finally move, once again holding onto kazuha’s hair as you rocked your hips against her mouth.

you were moaning and howling her name, completely forgetting about the people that might hear you. you should have known riding your girlfriend’s mouth would feel this good.

“k-ka… ahh… zuha, baby… mhm!” she slaps your ass, urging you to go faster. and so you do! you clutched the bedsheets with one hand, your girlfriend’s head with the other, and bucked your hips faster and harder on your girlfriend’s mouth. little by little, you were losing yourself in pleasure again. kazuha was way too good with her mouth, and your clit was so sensitive that even when it was only brushing against her nose, it pushed you closer and closer to the edge. 

kazuha holds your thigh with a death grip, guing you as you eagerly rode her mouth in pursuit of another orgasm. she uses her free hand to reach down, slipping her fingers inside her own bikini and toying with her clit. you sounded so heavenly, and the sight of you playing with your nipple made it impossible for kazuha to resist anymore. she moaned in your cunt as she fingered herself to the sound of your voice. you had no idea she was doing this, being so occupied with your own pleasure.

“i’m c-coming.. baby, i’m— fuck!”

kazuha captures your clit in her lips again, making you scream and collapse forward. you held onto one of the pillows tightly, trying your hardest to not lose your head completely but goddamn, your girlfriend was quite literally going to drive you insane. kazuha thrusts her fingers inside herself faster, nearly the same pace you rode her mouth as if it was a strap, or her thigh. “z-zuha…? please, i can’t hold it…” you reached down from under yourself and put your hand on kazuha’s head again. closer and closer, it was getting harder trying to hold on. all it took from kazuha was another flick of her tongue and her teeth grazing your clit before you came with a long, blissful moan.

kazuha holds you down on her mouth, catching every drop of your cum and swallowing. her own moans were muffled by your cunt as she climaxed on her fingers, and you still had no idea. you were breathing heavily against the pillow that was soaked with drool and tears — you felt a good kind of devastated. see, you would never want to make kazuha feel like she wasn’t the most important person in the world to you but if she fucks you that good when she’s jealous…? you might try riling her up every now and down.

after a while, kazuha scoops you up in her arms, pressing your head against her chest. “sorry if i scared you.” she whispered against your forehead. she realizes now that she may have overreacted, as well as overdid it with you. “i trust you, (y/n). and i trust chaewon-unnie, too. i just…” she didn’t know how to explain herself. it wasn’t as simple as her being afraid that someone will just steal you away. it was much more complicated than that. so complicated that she couldn’t explain it.

“i know, baby,” you tilted your head up, looking at your beautiful girlfriend right in the eye. “but you should know that i would never trade you for anyone else. my heart is yours, there’s no one like you.”

and kazuha believed you with all her heart. you shared soft smiles and one small ‘i love you’s before the two of you fell asleep in each other’s arms. it should be noted that a certain huh yunjin and kim chaewon barged into the bedroom in a lip-lock but were shoo’d away by a half-awake kazuha, who glared at them and pulled your sleeping figure closer. yunjin and chaewon, what with both of them being drunk, were going to retaliate and confront kazuha about stealing their place until sakura grabbed them both by their ear and dragged them out of the room, telling them to ‘fornicate’ somewhere else.

sakura smiles at you and your girlfriend on the bed, but immediately sighs remembering the events from earlier. at least the situation was fixed! sakura was still surprised to know that kazuha had a side to her that was completely unknown, however. perhaps things really do change.

so now, if miyawaki sakura was instead asked what she thinks of kazuha, she’ll probably say fuck around and find out. the girl was full of surprises, apparently.

[wtftarot]

PAC: The World

We've come full circle and it's about fuckin time, right? Time for the end. The World is harmony and the end of a cycle. She is that moment when you remember that you are the universe, you are One with everything and you feel it in your bones. It is recognizing your place as a human on this planet. The World is an ending, the inevitable conclusion but he is also the herald of a new beginning. What do they want to tell you? Let's fuck around and find out

As always this reading is for entertainment purposes ONLY and is not a substitute for professional advice in any capacity. Remember, use common sense and don't be a dumbass.

Four groups today, you can pick The Bird (eagle?), The Lion, The Person, or The Bull and head on to your reading.

The Bird/Eagle

The Nine of Cups and The Nine of Wands on the bottom of the deck.

This is fuckin gorgeous for y'all. The cycle that's ending for y'all is one where y'all had to fight tooth and nail for everything you wanted. I'm seeing the end of the Lord of the Rings, where the eagles fly Frodo and Sam out of Mordor after they destroy the Ring. I don't remember if Frodo actually says it, but I'm hearing him say "It's done". Y'all have been dealing with a rough ass cycle, huh? For it to show up as the One Ring? There may be one last battle of sorts? Like a boss battle. This is my nerd group (affectionate), I'm getting a lot of fantasy imagery. Think of it as one last challenge so you can truly close this cycle once and for all. For some of y'all, this cycle has been a long and very internal one. Something that's been weighing you down, that you're finally letting fall from your shoulders. What I'm seeing is that this 'boss battle" is a choice of sorts. You've been growing and figuring your way out of this cycle and all at once you're faced with a choice. This cycle has been more internal and you may have not seen much externally about it. It's like this choice embodies the cycle externally and you have a physical/material choice to make. Continue this cycle? Or Step forward with growth? And it will be that clear to you. Again with the imagery, I'm seeing a game screen with a choice. This path is unknown, keep going? Press X: Keep going. Press Y: Turn Around. Listen, I'm not much of a gamer like at all, so I don't know if that's a thing that happens in games? The last game I played was like three years ago?? So, the fact I keep getting gaming imagery means I'm really tapped into some of y'all's guides. Ok, the guide that's doing a lot of this is practically screaming in my ear to yell at y'all TO PAY ATTENTION TO YOUR DREAMS. FOR FUCKS SAKE. If you're into gaming and have been playing a game that's set in the woods, that message goes double. Don't ask me, I just work here. Now the cycle y'all are stepping into? Fucking beautiful, ok? Y'all are gonna be getting a lot of shit you have been wishing and crossing your fingers for. I'm hearing/seeing "yes, those too" and imagery of a belt and other accessories? This group is loud and I love it. Yea, even the "little things" you've wanted that aren't high on the priority list will be coming your way soon. And y'all are going to be rightfully smug about it. I think some of the blessings coming your way were things that people around you have tried to dismiss or downplay or talk you out of, so yeah you can be a lil bit smug about it. You've earned it. The past lil bit for y'all has probably felt very stale and stagnant but now that it's closing, things are going to be moving and improving. It may jolt y'all a bit at first. Cause this energy is so fucking different from where you've been, that even just dipping your toes in it will be a shock. It will be a welcome shock though, refreshing. The way this will manifest will be different for all y'all, but one thing's for sure, y'all are gonna fuckin run with it. After that initial choice, falling into this new chapter will be the easiest thing in the world.

random ass vibes: video games, d&d, 999, leaning into a new clothing style, fish, moon cycles, someone have a moon tattoo? birthday cake, HAPPY BIRTHDAY?

The Lion

The Moon and The Tower on the bottom of the deck.

Ok, you need to take a break. Full stop. Even if it's just ten minutes of sitting in nothing and silence. Your brain needs a rest from everything. I feel like y'all need to be told that yes, this thing does need to end. The cycle you're in may have become your comfort zone and you feel safe repeating it cause you know what to expect. It does have to end though. Y'all may have some idea that this ending is coming but you don't know just how much things will change when it does. This may be about a belief about the world or yourself that's really holding you back. Once clarity comes, you won't fit in the same places, with the same groups you used to. I don't blame you for resisting this, it can be terrifying to start questioning belief systems or old worldviews. Some of y'all may be questioning the religion or politics you were brought up in. It could be an understanding of who you are vs who others want you to be. Y'all are feeling a bit overwhelmed and confused as to what all this means. Sweetie, that's okay. This IS confusing and overwhelming. It is hard and scary and can leave you feeling very vulnerable. Babe, you need to stop pushing yourselves to have all the answers already. This one takes time and it's okay to let it. That's probably why the message I got for y'all before I even pulled the cards was for y'all to take a break. Not only that, but you don't have to tell anyone about this. Yes, if you can find some safe support through these periods of life do it, but you don't owe anyone what you're going through. Y'all are putting soo much pressure on yourselves to know everything already, to have all the answers. To know every aspect of who you are and what you believe. Wanna know something terrifyingly liberating? You never will. You will never know every single aspect of yourself cause you're always growing and changing. Same with your beliefs, you're always learning new things about how the world works, so your beliefs will always be shifting, even slightly. This is all coming from The World card cause y'all, more than anything need to let yourselves just BE. Be in the moment, stop interrogating them as if all the answers will be found there. The answers you're seeking will come in time and letting yourself live. I know the world we live in pretty much demands you have everything figured out at all times but that's bullshit. It's okay to change your mind.

random ass vibes: small-town vibes, doves or white birds, 919, the goth kid at the family reunion, lightning, trees, dragons, red clothes. nature vs nurture.

The Person

The Sun and The Hermit Rx on the bottom of the deck

Y'all it's time to come out of hiding. You've been hiding your truth for a WHILE. lol I'm hearing that lil Sunday school song: "Don't hide your light under a bushel, NO!" ( I grew up in the bible-belt, don't judge). That's a song for little kids if y'all don't know it, you don't have to look it up. It's telling me though that y'all have been hiding your light, so to speak, since you were a little, little kid. Like four-ish years old. Now, I don't know y'all's situation, it may not be safe for y'all to be fully yourself, and cause it seems like y'all have been hiding your whole damn life that's probably the case. So, BE FUCKING SAFE, okay? Because you're at this reading though, there are probably some ways you're hiding yourself that you don't have to. It's like y'all have just been letting people decide who you are when you're around them? Y'all are wearing other's projections of you like masks. I'm hearing "too much". Ooh boy, y'all listen, this group feels like I'm talking to my younger self. I cannot tell y'all the number of times I was told I was "too much", too loud, too quiet, too stubborn, too whatever. Unless y'all are being too cruel, too bigoted or whatever, y'all have a place here okay? Y'all seem to have taken being told you're too X, or not Y enough to heart and have whittled yourself down piece by piece cause that's what the people around you want. Y'all are like the fucking sun and everyone is demanding you be a candle. I think it's people you care about telling you this too. And because you care about them, you want them to be happy and comfortable. So, of course, you can be a little smaller, whatever they need, right? Now though, you've been doing this so long, you've lost yourself a bit, haven't you? The World is telling you it's time to call those parts of yourself back. Dig up those parts of yourself that you've buried. You can start as small as you feel you need to. It may be hard and confusing at first but soon it will be as natural as breathing. If you're not even sure where to start or have forgotten those parts, ask your guides and the universe for help. Ask for signs and to be put in situations that bring out those buried parts of you. You may have outgrown some of them and that's okay. Just prepare yourself, it won't be easy. Ya know that tingling feeling when your leg has been asleep and it's waking up? I feel that even though my leg has been fine this whole time. So it will probably be uncomfortable too. You should probably expect some hard reactions from the people around you too, especially if they've only known you as the you you've pretended to be for them. But that home you've been looking for? Felt calling? That can only be built by you being your authentic self. Otherwise, it'll just be another place where you have to wear a mask to be welcome. I wish I could end this one on a lighter note for y'all. This isn't an easy one. Take some alone time and please, take care of yourself through this. Whether you realize it or not, you are working through something really difficult and need to go easy on yourself through this.

random ass vibes: Halloween, candy, ghosts, 11:11, turtles, alligators, Frankenstein's monster, Venus, halos or angels?

The Bull

The Page of Pentacles and the Eight of Swords with the Empress on the back of the deck.

Y'all have so much fuckin potential, okay? Y'all are doubting yourselves so fuckin hard and The Universe and your Guides are sick of it. We all know someone who's amazingly talented but is so fuckin hard on themselves about it, to the point where you just want to grab em by the shoulders and shake them screaming YOU ARE WONDERFUL AND TALENTED. That's how your guides are feeling about you, all the damn time. I'm serious. I was only taking One card and the bottom of the deck for each group but the Eight of Swords came out too for y'all. Y'all are stuck in your head, questioning your every goddamn move and wondering why you're exhausted and never seem to move forward. This reading's tone is much more direct, like fed up snap the fuck out of its energy. Not that your guides are fed up with you, just fed up with your self-doubting bullshit. I'm hearing "..but they'll think I'm x" So, you may feel like if you truly lean into your potential and fail, people will have shit to say. Sweetie, they will and they will if you succeed and they will if you never do jack-shit. One of the few guarantees in life is that people will talk shit no matter what you do. The only control you have is why they're talking shit. Would you rather them talk shit about you cause you went after what you want, win or lose? Or because you never went after what you wanted, which is exactly what they wanted. The cycle that needs to end for you is one you have to end. End the cycle of shitting on yourself just cause you may not be where you want to be. End the doubt of your own capabilities. You really have NO CLUE how fucking amazing your life will get the second you start questioning those shitty thoughts. Like just questioning them, not even fully disbelieving them yet. Just questioning them will do fuckin wonders for you. If you're a beginner let yourself BE a beginner. If you want to try something new but are afraid of being a beginner then say fuck it and fuck you to those thoughts and start anyway. Hell, you don't have to tell anyone you're starting at first. You have the potential to be a whole-ass fuckin meadow and are doubting and even criticizing yourself for having to start as a handful of seeds. This is you're pep talk, in case you haven't figured that out yet. One other thing, some of y'all may be fearing the work that'll come with believing yourself, that it'll be tiring and all that. It's gonna be the opposite, sweetie. I mean, yeah it'll be work. But it's gonna be energizing. Do you know how much energy you've been hemorrhaging by shoving down allllllll that potential constantly? All of that will be freed up in a second and spent on fun shit. I believe in ya, babe.

Random ass vibes: thrifting, rainbows, makeup, cinnamon, puppets, purple, birds, card games, heart tattoos.

[musings-of-a-college-dork]

An Odd Request

Steve Harrington x Fem!Reader

Word count: roughly 1K

Steve’s wife goes to the gym and makes an odd request when she arrives home. 

Warnings: sorta NSFW (mdni), use of Y/N, terms of endearment (baby).

Author’s note: This is just fluffy Steve and was written directly after I got home from the gym needing this man and a very specific kind of cuddling so…here it is! Short and sweet and very silly. Hope y’all enjoy! 

It was a quiet Saturday morning in the Harrington household. Steve was the only one home, having a few hours on his own as Y/N went to meet her personal trainer. She had been seeing a trainer for a while as she, quote on quote, wanted “to be able to carry all the groceries in a single trip all by myself.” A noble and worthy cause in Steve’s eyes and yet as long as he was around, she’d never have to lift a finger. He was more than content to show off his own strength for her enjoyment…and yet wished to support her in any and all of her goals so off to the gym she had gone. As such, he had the home to himself for a few hours, a chance to get some work done. 

He had spent most of the morning thus far drinking his coffee and sketching up new basketball drills and formations for the middle school team he coached. He finally understood exactly what Hopper had meant all those years ago about “coffee and contemplation” finding more and more that the man’s wisdom was never ending the older he got. We’ve gotta tighten up their current formations, he thought as the TV played some mindless sitcom in the background while he chewed on the end of his pencil. His mind looked over the squiggles on the paper in front of him trying to decide how to fix this. It had been weeks since they had won a game and morale was dropping fast. Jamie has to pass more but Donovan can’t really shoot…maybe if we move Paul to center and then swap Jordan and Cole we could-

The man wasn’t given another moment to think as he heard the front door open and close with a loud slam, the sound of feet padding their way down the entry hallway. 

“Hey, baby!” Steve called as he continued to focus on the squiggles, drawing a few more lines before erasing them with equally as much vigor, “How was the gym?” A loud groan was all he received in reply as his wife dropped her bag to the ground and kicked off her tennis shoes, not even bothering to put them in the basket where she knew they belonged. The same basket she insisted his shoes lived in but rules didn’t apply to her, at least not right now. I’ll tease her about it later. “That good huh?” He called with a low chuckle as he ran a hand through his hair, “Well your protein shake is in the fridge. Should be cold enough since I put it in when you left.” Oddly enough, the man received no response. He waited a moment before he called again, looking up from his work.

“Bab-” And just like that she was in front of him. He jumped and let out a quiet swear as he clutched a hand to his chest. He hadn’t seen her before she had left and found himself taking a sharp inhale as he looked her up and down. She looked so fucking gorgeous in those tight black leggings that fit her just right, a simple white workout top, hugging her every curve, and the expensive black workout jacket he had saved up to get her for Christmas that she never left for the gym without. Not to mention the way her hair looked post-workout and the glow of sweat that radiated off of her. He was about to open his mouth to make some lewd remark he hoped she’d find charming but-

“Hold my tits.” The man blinked once, then again, his mouth open and gaping like a fish. 

“W-what?” 

“I want your hands on my tits,” Y/N repeated, holding his gaze with complete and utter seriousness, “Please.” 

“Like…you want my…”

“Your hands. On my tits. Now.” When the man continued not to move his wife let out a deep sigh and took the pencil from his hand, laying it down next to his sketch as she replaced it with something much better. She led his large palm gently to her breast, letting out a sigh of relief as she encouraged him to give a little squeeze. Again, Steve didn’t even know what to do, never having seen her like this. Sure, she was usually a little more cuddly and blissed out after the gym as the endorphins ran through her body but this was…new. A good kind of new. 

“So I take it you had a good time at the gym?” The man teased breathlessly as he ushered her around the coffee table to sit beside him on the couch. The woman let out a hum in confirmation as she laid down so they were pressed together, her back to his front, and wrapped his arms around her so his hands could live right where she needed them to. Another chuckle came from Steve as he buried his face into her hair finding-

“Did you put on perfume?” 

“After working out,” she whispered as her eyes closed shut in complete and utter satisfaction, being held just the way she needed to be right now, “Didn’t want to come home smelling only like sweat.”

“I don’t mind,” Steve used his nose to brush the hair from the side of her neck, making her giggle as he pressed mindless kisses there, “I smell like sweat all the time and you still love me.” 

“I do,” Y/N titled her head so he could press a kiss to her lips, one she returned eagerly before laying her head back down on the couch, “Fuck, I’m never doing the Stairmaster ever again.” 

“Y/N, baby, if this,” Steve gave her tits a little squeeze to punctuate his thought, “is what happens after you’re on the Stairmaster, by all means, keep doing it. Any excuse to cuddle with my pretty little wife and hold her boobies is more than fine by me.” 

“Don’t call them that,” Y/N scrunched her nose with a chuckle as she pressed her ass more into him to fit them closer together. 

“What?” The man teased giving another squeeze, “Boobies?” 

“STEVE!” The couple dissolved into a communal fit of giggles as they lay there together, all stress and strain completely forgotten as calm domesticity filled their hearts and home. 

[justmeinadaze]

Take It Out On Me (Steddie X Plus Size Reader)

A/N: *melts into goo* I swear the vibes I get from this story and where I can go with it are a mix of Ariana Grande's "Dangerous Woman" and "I Didn't Change My Number" but Billie Eilish lol That lost song is actually where I got the title because I saw a TikTok where some did the Steddie AI followed by the lyrics "Take it out on you...and your best friend to."

So this is set in the 80s and I chose to make the reader plus size because I haven't done it before with these two and because we plus sized babes are sexy bitches ;). (All you souls, no matter your size are beautiful. Never forget that <3)

Warnings: Dominate Steddie and Sub Reader, she's not a virgin but she's definitely new to this. Everything in this story is consensual! Even though they are rough with her they do come up with a safe word and tell her she can stop if she wants (and they would! I would never write a version of these boys who wouldn't.)

There is degrading (mostly about how the reader wants to be used), spanking, choking... rough smut for sure but followed with aftercare.

Word Count: 3953

This wasn’t normal for you. You never got in trouble at school but today was just one of those days. Carol was picking on you again because of your appearance. Every day it was something different. Your hair looked flat, your clothes were hideous, or something you were reading at the lunch table made you “a dork”. 

Today, it was how fat your ass looked in your jeans. You slammed your locker shut as you turned to face her. “At least I have an ass, you ugly bitch!”

“Y/N Y/L/N!”, Ms. O’Donnell scolded. You hadn’t even noticed she was there. She sent you to the principal’s office where he gave you a week’s worth of detention after school. 

You were surprised when you entered the designated classroom to find it empty except for the teacher in charge. 

“Ah Miss Y/N, I presume. In for offensive language and bullying a fellow student. Come in and have a seat. I’m waiting on two more.” 

You flash him a soft smile as you slide into the desk in the front corner. The door opens again and fear dances through your eyes as Steve Harrington saunters in and throws himself down in a desk in the middle of the room. 

“Our very own basketball and swim star himself, Steven Harrington. Currently in detention today fooooor…”, the teacher looks at the papers in front of him. “Being caught in the girl’s bathroom. Huh. Did you get lost?”

Before he could respond, the final student entered loudly swinging the door open as he flew in. “Hey! Mr. C! How are we this fine afternoon?”

“Mr. Eddie Munson. Always a pleasure, sir. What are we in for today?”

“I may or may not have caused a disruption in the lunchroom today.”

“Mhmm. Well, since everyone is here, we can start. Detention begins at 5pm sharp and if you aren’t here on time, I do get to tell the principal who will do with you as he will.”

“Sounds sexy.”, the metalhead grins as he sits on top of a desk and crosses his legs. 

“Mr. Munson, I know you’ve heard this many, MANY times but for the new prisoners can you please…shut up.” The boy salutes him as the teacher continues. “The majority of the time, you guys will be here, SILENTLY, doing homework or reading, I really don’t care. Just be quiet. Depending on what is going on that day this week we may help out with things. The theater kids have a play on Friday and need help with the sets. As I’m sure Mr. Harrington knows, there’s also a game so the pep squad may need stuff set up.”

“Other than that, let’s just shut up and get through the week, okay?”

The first twenty minutes go by extremely slow as you try to focus on the homework in front of you. After a while, you felt someone watching, turning your head to see Steve staring at you. Something in those admittedly gorgeous brown irises sent a tingle through your body. It felt like he was trying to read you with the little information he had in front of him. 

You jumped as a loud beeping echoed through the room and a small devious smile spread across his face. 

“Shit.” The teacher pulled his beeper off his belt, furrowing his eyebrows anxiously. “That’s my wife. I’m going to make a quick call but if I come back and I catch you all talking or fucking around…” He points at the metalhead accusingly as he runs out the door. 

“Jesus Christ. I thought he would never leave.” Eddie sighed as he got up and slid into the desk in front of Steve reaching out to high five him. “Harrington. What are you in for?”

“Fucking Tammie told Ms. Luhrmann I was hiding in the girl’s bathroom.”

“You pervert.”

“It’s not what you think, ok! I left Nancy a note but she never showed up.”

“I told you, man. You need to stay away from those good girls. Speaking of…” Eddie swivels around on the desk to face you. “What are you in for, sweetheart?”

You curl a bit into your body, hoping they’ll just leave you alone. You don’t belong here. This isn’t normal for you. You just wanted to get through the week and never think about this again. 

Two hands, one of them covered in rings, come into your field of view in front of you as they press against your desk. “I asked you something, princess. Don’t be rude now.”

You closed your eyes at the deep tone of his voice. He sounds so sexy…

“She can definitely speak. Talked back to Carol today. It was amazing.”

That grabbed your attention as you turned to look at him. When you yelled at Carol, he wasn’t in the immediate group but he must have been nearby. They were his friends after all. 

“What did that bitch say?” Eddie asked Steve but his eyes never left you. 

“Said she had a fat ass.” The other boy rolls his eyes. 

“And what did you say?” He asks, speaking to you again. 

Your eyes found his before they left to scan you lips, down your curvy body, and back up to your face. 

“Boo!” Eddie shouted as he slammed his palms on the wood in front of you, making you jump again. He and Steve both chuckled as he sauntered away, back to his friend. 

“She commented on the fact that Carol lacks any kind of an ass and then followed that up with the word ‘bitch’.”

“Ooooh, you bad girl. You’re not wrong. That evil little person has nothing behind her. I prefer a girl who has some extra umph you know? Plus, their pussy always tastes the sweetest.”

You exhaled shakily at his words, having only heard or read them in stories. You definitely weren’t a virgin. You had been with men and had boyfriends but none of them ever spoke like Eddie had. They were always extremely shy type guys who had no idea what they were doing on top of you.

“Mr. Munson!” The teacher came back, sighing with his hands in the air. “Really?”

“Sorry, Mr. C. I had a question for the pretty girl but she doesn’t seem to be capable of speech.”

“I don’t blame her when it comes to you.”

################

The next day, you became more aware of Eddie and Steve’s presences. You didn’t realize you actually had a couple of classes with Steve and lunch with both he and Eddie. The metalhead’s eyes watched you walk past the Hellfire club table as you tried to ignore him and the other boy constantly turned to glace at you as he ate with his friends. 

At the end of the day, you filed into the detention room, surprised to find both boys already there and seated in the front row, much closer to you than they were yesterday. 

“Ok troublemakers, collect your things, we are headed to the theater room.”

“I believe thespians refer to it as an auditorium, sir.” Eddie replied in a comical voice that made you smile but only Steve caught it.

“Yeah whatever. I don’t care. Just paint and behave. I’ll be right back there watching so no funny business.”

“Can we talk, Warden or is that still a no-no?”

“Yes, Mr. Munson. You can speak as long as you paint.”

You descend to your knees and they both follow suit. Steve reaches over for the paintbrushes but as he leans over towards you, he lifts it out of your grasp and hands it to his friend. 

“Oh, I’m sorry. Did you want something? You gotta ask for it.”, he smiled over at you as he waited. “No? Ok then.”

“Please.”

They froze as he sat back to look you over. “Please what?” He laughs as your face scrunches in disgust. “I don’t know what you want unless you ask me for it.”

“Please, Steve…can I have a brush?”

He nods as he passes it to you and you immediately duck down again to focus on the task in front of you. 

“Your voice is pretty. You should talk more.” Eddie’s eyes remained on the board as he painted. 

“It’s not that she doesn’t want to talk. She just doesn’t want to talk to us.”

You don’t know why but hearing Steve say it like that made you feel bad. It wasn’t exactly that you didn’t WANT to. You just didn’t trust or know them. King Steve was close friends with the people that tortured you daily and Eddie was the resident bad boy your parents warned you to stay away from. They both intimated you greatly not just because of their air of dominance but because you wanted them to wield it on you. 

You wanted them to use you until you or they couldn’t take it anymore and that scared the hell out of you. You were so inexperienced when it came this stuff plus…how do you explain that to someone? Shouldn’t you want to be wined and dined? Yes, you did. You absolutely did but you wanted to be fucked senseless first.

“I do want to talk to you.”

“Then why don’t you?”, Eddie asked.

“You scare me.”

“Well, shit, sweetheart. I’m not a fucking devil worshipper like these asshole people think.”

“It’s not just you and that’s not why.”

“I’ve never made fun of you, Y/N.”

“Oh, hey. She has a name! Steve, you should have told me.”

“Yeah, you never made fun of me but you never stopped them either. You laughed along with them while they picked on me and degraded me in front of the entire school. You’re just as much an asshole as they are.”

“Y/N!”, the teacher hollers from his seat. “As much as I am enjoying watching you tear the king of Hawkins high a new one, I don’t see much painting happening.”

Blinking, you shut your mouth and begin moving the brush again. 

“If you ever talk to me like that again, I don’t care where we are or who is in the room, I will throw you over my knee and punish you. Do you understand me?” You turn to look him, finding his angry eyes penetrating yours. “I said, do you understand me?”

“Steve, come on.” Eddie rolls onto his back as he stares up you. “She doesn’t play like that. Do you? Probably still a virgin.”

“I’m not a virgin.”

“I see. Ok, not a virgin but definitely not a hardcore kind of girl, right? You like the missionary, vanilla, candles by the bed, listening to slow 70s tunes. Am I right?”

“You don’t know me. Jesus, no wonder you two are friends.”

“Oh wow, Eds. Look at her. No, she doesn’t like that at all. I mean, on some nights yeah, but you prefer being told to shut the fuck up and do as your told.”

“N-n-no. I don’t.”

Your answer makes them giggle. “I would not have pictured that. You like being used?”

“Edward Munson! I swear to God. If I have yell at you guys one more time, we are going back to the classroom to sit silently.”

As detention came to a close, the teacher asked if you wouldn’t mind staying a little later to put everything away. You agreed especially since he told the guys they could leave. You needed that space away from them. 

When Steve scolded you, you felt your panties dampen but you meant what you said. He never did anything to keep the popular kids from picking on you. You saw him laugh with them multiple times. Thinking about Eddie asking if you liked being used, had your pussy clenching around nothing as you rubbed your thighs together. You didn’t know enough about him to really form an opinion. The town talked about him a lot and his club he had at school but you two never crossed paths. 

You kept thinking about them as you collected your things and headed down the hallway to leave for the day. Suddenly, a hand covered your mouth as arms lifted you by your waist into a nearby open classroom. 

“Hey, sweetheart. Steve and I wanted us to finish our conversation. Now that that asshole isn’t here, we can!” Your eyes widen as you listen to Eddie speak. His tone light but there’s a strength behind it that frightens (and excites) you. “Now, where did we leave off? Ah, yes. You were just about to tell us if you liked being used.”

Steve lifted his palm from your lips, resting it gently against your throat.  “Please.”

“Nope. We already had that discussion. You have to say what you want to get it.” Eddie sighs as you push back against the man behind you and he quickly tightens his grip on your neck. “Sweetheart, give me a word. Any word you feel like you’ll remember in any…overwhelming situation.” His eyes seductively raked along your body. 

“Vanilla.” You aren’t sure why that’s the first word that came to mind but it was the only thing you could think of as Steve loosened his grip and your head fell back against him. 

“If there’s one thing you are not, baby, it’s vanilla but… that’s fine. If at ANY point during our little talk here you feel unsafe or you want to stop just say that word. Do you understand me?”

“Yes, I understand.”

He steps forward, running his thumb along your bottom lip. “Good girl.”  His fingers trailed down to your shirt, grinning before he roughly ripped it open exposing your bra covered breasts. “Now…I’m only going to ask one more time. Do you…like…being used?”

“I-I-I don’t know. I want t-t-to be.”

His eyes widened in genuine surprise. 

“You said you’re not a virgin, right?”, Steve asked and you shook your head. 

“Aw, Harrington. What she’s telling us is she’s never been fucked properly. Is that right?”

“Yes.”

“Yes what?”

“Yes, Eddie, that’s right.”

The metalhead rolls his eyes in frustration and takes a few steps back. Steve flips you around and slams your upper body down against the desk, reaching around to unbutton your pants as he pulls them below your ass. You hear the sound of a lighter being closed before the echo of his palm slapping your skin reverberates through the room. 

As a handcuff belt buckle places itself in front of you, the smell of smoke fills the air. 

“Sweetheart, this would go a lot smoother if you just listened and did as you were told.” He bent down on his heels so his face was level with your own. “Yes. What?”

“Yes, Eddie, I’ve never been fucked properly.”

“That’s better.”

Steve’s hand moves to hold your face flat to the wood and your arms reach to claw in front of you. You whine as he spanks you again. “Stop moving!”

“I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m…” Your apology trails off as the tears start to fall down your cheeks. 

Eddie balances the cigarette between his fingers as he runs his thumb under your eye. The gesture was sweet in contrast and he noticed you begin to settle. His eyes flicked above you and a few moments pass before Steve slides his hand off your head to between your shoulder blades. 

“You said you were afraid of us. Why?”

When you don’t immediately answer he sighs and the other boy delivers two hard slaps to your bottom. Instead of pushing back or fighting underneath the weight of his palm holding you down, you laid still, accepting it. The only movements you made were with your face as you winced at the feeling.

“Why?”, he repeats. 

“Be-be-because of… how you m-m-make me feel.”, you whisper. 

“Did you hear that, Stevie?”, Eddie smirked up at him.

“Just barely but yeah. Y/N, I was there when you shouted at Carol, remember? I know you can speak louder than that.”

Your face scrunched at his words and the metalhead held his chest as he laughed.  “It kills you doesn’t it, princess? To both hate someone AND want them at the same time.”

Suddenly, you felt yourself being lifted as Steve tugged on your shirt and adjusted you so you were facing him again. “You hate me, Y/N?”

When you took too long, his fingers pinched your cheeks roughly as he tilted forward till his nose was touching yours. “I asked you a question. You fucking answer! Do you hate me?!”

“Yes! You fucking asshole! I hate you!” You defiantly glared at him as you screamed at him. 

“His friends kind of suck. They don’t even know about me. Do they, Harrington?” Eddie snuffed out his cigarette, tossing the butt in the garbage. “I mean it’s fine. I don’t care. What I do find fascinating through is this electricity between you two even though you both hate each other.”

“I don’t hate her.” Your eyelids fluttered at his admission. Why did you torture you with his friends if it wasn’t because he didn’t like you? “If I hated her, I wouldn’t want to make her cum right now.”

Eddie pressed himself to your side as his lips hovered over your ear. “Has anyone ever made you cum before?”

You couldn’t tear your eyes from Steves and you didn’t even both trying. “No. No one has ever made cum.”

“Good girl. See? She’s learning. I knew you were smart.” Eddie’s palm slid along your shoulder, bringing your bra strap down your arm. His fingers, almost delicately, freed one of your breasts from its confine and you panted out a silent moan as the pad of his thumb grazed your nipple. 

“Do you want Steve here to make you cum?”

You couldn’t help it. Your hand wrapped around the back of the other boy’s neck as you brought his lips to yours. The first thing you noticed was how delicious he tasted. You felt like you could orgasm just from this alone. His hands remained still against your hips except for the little twitch of his fingers when your mouths connected. 

Your bliss was short lived as a hand abruptly clung to your neck and violently shoved your back flat to the desk. 

“Did I ask you if you wanted to fucking kiss him?!” You trembled as Eddie angrily shouted in your face. His gripped tightened against your neck for a brief moment before he let go and you turned to the side as you gasped for air. 

“Munson.” The metalhead glanced at Steve realizing quickly the man was gone. His eyes were black with lust and need, practically hyperventilating as his hands dug into your meaty hips. “Jesus fucking Christ. Fine. She said she wanted to be used. I guess we’re doing it this way since someone can’t fucking listen.”

Steve hastily unbuckled his belt, pushing down his pants just enough to free his cock before spitting in his hand and stroking it along his length. You gasped as he breached your entrance, giving you no time to adjust to the size of him as he stretched you open. He was much bigger than anyone you had every been with and you cried out as you reached out into the air, grazing your hand along Eddie’s shirt as you grabbed the fabric. 

“How does she feel, Harrington?”

The man’s grunts filled the room as he slammed his hips into yours. “So, fucking tight. My god.” He slowed his pace as he craned his neck to watch between your legs as his dick disappeared inside of you. 

As you continued to moan, you focused on Eddie as he unzipped his pants and pulled out his own cock, pumping it with his fist. “Open your mouth, princess.” You did as you were told as his fingers tangled in your hair, pushing you lips to length. “Good girl. Fuck me…” His teeth bit into his bottom lip as he slowly thrust hips. 

The feeling of you moaning around him causes him to wipe his head towards Steve, watching as the boy pressed rapid circles into your clit. With both of them inside of you, you were quickly hurtling toward that ledge. 

“Yes, pretty girl. Take it. Fuck…your mouth feels amazing.” 

Both boys thrust into at a fast pace, Steve slamming his hips into yours so hard the desk underneath you began to shake. You started to gag and gurgle around Eddie’s cock. 

“Wh-what, baby? You gonna cum? That’s right. Just let go and feel it.”

He pulled himself out from between your lips, continuing to pump himself as he watched you. Your body shook as your back arched and you came.

Steve murmured obscenities under his breath as your pussy clenched around him. 

“God damn. That was so fucking sexy.” The metalhead shoved his cock back into your mouth as they both chased their highs.  

Steve came first, pulling out of you just as he released ropes of his seed on to your stomach. Eddie soon followed, holding your head in his firm grip as he came down your throat.

You laid flat against the desk, staring up at the ceiling as you tried to catch your breath. As you heard them pull up their pants, you half expected them to leave you there having got what they wanted but were startled when you felt a napkin being run along your stomach. 

“Geez. Always so jumpy.” Eddie gripped your arm as he helped you sit up so he could adjust your bra and shirt. “Shit.” You followed his eyes realizing what he did; that when he tore open your shirt a lot of the buttons flew off with it. On impulse you covered your chest with your arms as you tried thinking of excuses to give your mom when you got home. 

While his face furrowed in thought, Steve lifted you off the desk and guided your pants up your legs before buttoning them back up. 

“I got it.”, the metalhead snapped his fingers as he tugged his shirt over his head. Gently, he removed your blouse, handing it the other boy before throwing his own over your head. He smiled in triumph at himself as he walked around you both towards the student desks and put on his leather jacket. 

“Do you drive here or…?”, Steve asked. 

“Yeah, my car is out front.”

“Good. Come on. We’ll walk with you.”

As they started to head for the door, you reached for Eddie’s arm, turning him around, and yanked him to your body as you leaned up to kiss him. It startled him at first but after moment he keened into it as his hands cupped your cheeks. He definitely tasted different than Steve but you still wanted more. You could kiss him all night if he let you. 

After pulling away, you pushed past them and headed for the parking lot, feeling their eyes watch you as they followed. When you guys got to the parking lot, you were thankful for the slight breeze as it cooled your still somewhat sweaty skin. 

There were only three cars remaining; yours, the BMW you assumed was Steve’s, and Eddie’s van. Steve reached across you, cutting you off as he opened the vehicle door for you. You paused for a moment before turning to look at them. You weren’t sure what you were expecting but the soft eyes that looked back at you were completely different than what you had experienced these last two days. 

You wanted to say something but weren’t sure what. Thankfully, they understood as Eddie stepped forward, placing his hand on your shoulder as he guided you into your car. 

“See you tomorrow, sweetheart.”

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Dinner Date ♡ JasonToddxfem!reader

okay, I've never really written smut before, but this is based off a convo i had with a CAI bot !

just sum pics of pookie from pinterest 🤭

a/n: this is way longer then i wanted it to be and i don't really like it but wtv

18+

Tw- smut(duh), exhibition, unprotected sex, oral (m receiving), p in v, pre-established relationship, swearing, brief mentions of violence

don't read this if you're a minor.

In all the years you two have been dating, you two don't really have a lot of time for actual dates. Tonight, however, he got dinner reservations for you two at one of the fanciest places in Gotham. He went the whole 9 yards for you! (as he always does) He took you shopping for a new, pretty red dress and bought you a new matching set to go underneath, which he says also makes up for the last set he tore.

Everything was going great - except Jason loathed the way your guys' waiter has been staring at you. Jason's manorisms have slowly been changing throughout the course of dinner. He's just been getting more jealous by the second. You're talking to him about the book you just read, as he eats his pasta.

"...Jay? Are you even paying attention?" You ask him.

"mhm" he lies, being very vague with his awnsers. He doesn't want to ruin your date with him just because of his jealousy, so he's not going to bring it up. You probably did say something of value, but all Jason had heard was... what did he hear? nothing because he was too focused on that damn waiter. The waiter who made sure your wine glass was topped off even if you just had a sip. He fucking hated it. Jason even told the waiter to leave the damned bottle at the table just so he could fill your glass for you.

"Uh huh sure," you reply as you nudge his foot under the table, expecting to be met with an equally playful nudge from Jason. Instead, he pulled his foot away from yours, and his mouth made its way into a frown.

You frown in response, just slightly upset that he pulled away, causing you to wonder what's wrong.

"Jason?"

"What?" He says- much snappier then he wanted it to be.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing. Just thinking"

The lies had started now, the two of you playing a game of cat and mouse. He wasn't going to give in until you pried harder, which he couldn't blame you for. He was being quite the bastard right now.

"About what?"

"Just... Things..." Jason chewed another piece of his pasta, swallowing before he spoke yet again. "Things that don't really matter." He continues.

"It obviously matters if it's making you upset."

"I'm fine."

Jason's face twisted into a scowl. His tone was getting harsher by the minute. Was he really going to have to explain the obvious? Was it not obvious to you that the God damn waiter was staring at you? with his eyes blown, like he wanted to fuck you? when the waiter had to have known that the only man that would ever be fucking you was sitting right across from the gorgeous woman he was staring at.

You get up and move over to his side of the booth, wanting a bit more privacy and to comfort him more. Jason glanced up at you, his eyes meeting yours as you finally made your way to where he sat. His fork was still in his hand, so you had to be careful when you leaned over to sit beside him. You got the sense that he was still keeping his guard up with this whole ordeal.

Jason is gripping his fork tightly, so you gently place a hand on top of his to remove it. Once his hands are free you take both of his hands in yours. His body tensed when you took his fork away from him, but when you reached for his hands... His grip loosened. Jason sighed deeply. It was clear this was finally the moment that the truth would finally be revealed. But something about the look in your eyes tells him that you might already know. You lean into him and whisper.

"Would you feel better if after this place closes you jump that guy as Red Hood?" And as those words fall from your lips, a smirk grows on Jason's lips. It's taking everything he has in him to not bash that dammed waiters head into the table right now.

Jason chuckled softly at your suggestion, letting out a deep and audible sigh of relief. The whole act of keeping this from you was draining. He felt so much lighter now that you understood what the deal was.

He kissed your forehead, leaning into you as he placed a hand on your shoulder. "Let's do exactly that."

You smile as he kisses your forehead. You kiss his cheek before leaning back, and crossing your right leg over his thigh.

"How's your pasta?"

His eyes flickered to his pasta as you asked. He hadn't taken a bite of it since you had leaned over to talk to him, but he nodded anyway. It really wasn't bad.

"Delicious." He finally said. Jason's gaze flicked back up to yours, his hand moving from your shoulder to your leg.

"Could i get a bite?" You ask. Jason's mouth curls into a grin as he picks his fork back up and twirls some pasta onto it. He holds the fork and offers it to you. You take the bite, chew it, and swallow it.

"It's not as good as yours... but i guess it's still pretty good." You say. (WE ALL KNOW JASON IS A FUCKING FENOMENAL COOK)

"Well no, but you came here for me, not the pasta right?" He says as he caresses your thigh, gently, and lovingly.

"i came for both- plus your kinda my ride."

"But the main reason is me, right?" He chuckled and leaned in, pressing his lips against the side of your neck.

"mhm" you hum as your fingers find your way to his hair.

His tongue lightly licked at the skin of your neck, he bites down gently, only to lick over the spot he bit.

"Whatcha doin'?" You ask.

"Just..." Jason's tongue moved up to your ear and brushed over it, his voice becoming low and husky as he leaned closer in. "Teasing you."

"it's working"

"Good." Jason purred softly, his tongue lightly flicking over the skin of your neck. He moves his hands from your thigh to your waist, gripping you tightly. "That's my intention."

"Though this isn't exactly a great place," you say, referring to the fact that youre're in the middle of a restaurant.

"It's not, but I don't really care about that right now. Right now, all that matters is you." Jason smirked as he lightly bit at your earlobe, his finger lightly moving along the sides of your waist, slightly tugging at the fabric.

"let's at least finish our food before we get kicked out"

"That would be a wise decision." Jason smiled softly, bringing his head back up and looking down back at you with a smirk. "I'm pretty sure the waiters been looking at us for the past five minutes straight, anyway." He continues as he sits back and looks at his pasta.

"Has he?" A smirk grows on your face as you reach over the table to pull your dish to the side of the booth you're now sitting on.

"Mhm." Jason nodded his head. "The minute you sat down next to me, he hasn't taken his eyes off of you. I wonder what he'd do if I got a bit more... Hands-on with you."

"...our lawyer- he's good right?" You ask.

"The best." Jason smirked. "He'll make sure to bail us out, if that's what you're wondering about." You smirk back at Jason, giving him a once-over. You see the tent growing in his pants and you place your hand on his thigh.

"Eat your pasta" you say.

Jason's leg jumped ever so slightly as you placed your hand on his thigh. "You could've... You know..." Jason said, his voice low and husky. "Put your hand somewhere else."

"You're so impatient." You say dragging your hand towards the inside of his thigh and sliding up to cup his member in his pants.

Jason's breath hitched in his throat, his eyes widening in surprise as he almost lost his grip on his fork. He stared directly at you as he felt you touching him like that.

"If anyone had seen that..."

"Seen what?" You reply innocently as you begin to palm him through his pants. You pick up a fork with your free hand and begin eating your meal again. Jason's mouth goes slightly agap. Fuck, if you aren't driving him up a god damn wall right now- he tries his best to eat the rest of his meal despite your movements. Soon, you finish your meal and drink some water before haphazardly throwing your fork under the table.

"Oh shit." You say before bending down under the table, making sure Jason sees your ass sits before going completely under the table and on your knees in front of him.

Jason's eyes widened at the action, his neck snapped down to look and see you as you went completely beneath the table. His breath hitched in his throat as he let out a soft groan, just at the sight. Fuck his girlfriend is so pretty, and if he wasn't already diamond hard he sure as fuck is now.

You place your hands on his knees and place your head between his thighs. Your hands trail to his waistband. Jason's body tightened as your hands traveled along his thighs. His mouth went dry the moment he saw you go down there. The last time you did this type of thing was back when you two first started this relationship. And you'd thought you were pretty skilled then. But this? This was beyond your expectations.

"Is the waiter watching?" You ask Jason.

"Doesn't matter really... Just keep doing what you're doing."

Your voice from beneath him was incredibly hot, making him squirm and shiver as you talked like that. He liked the way you felt so confident about things like this, how you knew exactly when and where to touch him. But it was very clear that the waiter had been watching for a good two minutes now.

Your fingers unbutton his pants slowly and tug down the fabric of his jeans. You begin jerking him through his underwear before pulling his length out of his pants. You give him a few strokes and kiss his tip, swirling your tounge around his tip before placing your hands on his hips and shoving about half his length down your throat and you begin bobbing your head up and down on him. His hands find their way into your hair, and yank it into a make shift pony. His other hand grips the cushion he's sitting on to try and stop himself from thrusting into your mouth. Which works for a few seconds.

Not only is the waiter now watching, but many other guests are turning their heads to watch you. Some can't seem to look away, and why would they when you're taking such a big dick down your throat so fucking well? The others are the ones with children who cover their child's eyes and lead them out the door as they leave a few hundreds on the table, nit even bothering to actually pay.

Jason's body jolted as his eyes widened, his stomach tightening and his chest becoming flush. He was surprised at the lack of control he had to keep himself from going over the edge, but it also wasn't too much of a surprise, considering what you were doing. He leaned back in his chair, trying to avoid the stares of those in the restaurant as best as he could, his eyes were glued squarely on you. Solely focusing on how fuckin pretty you looked gagging on his cock as he fucked your mouth.

Soon he's shooting ropes of cum into your mouth. You swallow it and lick him clean before placing his length back in his pants, buttoning them back up and sitting back up next to him.

His eyes are a bit glossed over as he looks at you. Jason was at a loss for words as you did this. You had done this a thousand times, and yet you still managed to blow his mind with it every time. His breath was deep and quick, his heartbeat still pounding in his chest as he tried to keep himself together. The only difference between those times and now, was all the eyes on you. Jason tried to pretend otherwise, but he couldn't. The stares were too intense to just brush off. He could swear he saw a mother cover her child's eyes and another kid pointing, asking his dad "what is that woman doing?"

The waiter's jaw had gone completely slack, his eyes locked onto the scene that was only a few feet away from him. He didn't care how long he sat there and watched, and it would've been a while before he'd have the guts to break his gaze. The few people at neighboring tables had leaned in, their eyes locked on you two.

Jason places his hands on the table and shakes it. You two have already gone this far? Why not go further? Jason determines that the table is sturdy enough. Jason smirked as his eyes looked your outfit up and down. Your dress was quite tight and the folds looked as though they would come up very easily, a fact that hadn't slipped Jason's notice during the meal. "how far are we going to take this?" He asks in a whisper.

"Well, we already have all the charges for the police" You whisper back.

"Let's give 'em one hell of a performance huh, love?" He kisses you passionately and pulls you onto his lap. The kiss is a clash of teeth, gum, and tongue. He reaches an arm out behind you to clear a spot at the table, lifting you up and setting you on the table. He pulls away from the kiss once you're on your back. He pushes the empty plates and glasses from his beer and your wine off the table. They crash to the floor and break. As soon as the table is cleared, he flips you onto your stomach, pulls your dress up, and your panties down. He positions himself on his knees on the booth.

So far, no one has made a move or an attempt to interrupt the whole thing. The waiters eyes remained glued on you two, and it was clear that the others in the restaurant were as well.

He ruts his hips against your now bare ass, accentuating his movements with small grunts. He grabs your jaw harshly and forces you to face him so he can give you a bruising kiss. Jason's hand tightens around your jaw as he pulls you over to him. A loud groan escapes from your throat as you were forced into his intense grip, his tongue slipping into your mouth.

The waiter's face was now bright red as he continued to watch the two of you. Jason's hips continue to gently and rhythmically rock against your behind, his tongue searching and exploring every part of your mouth. His hold on you is tight, his grip around your jaw becoming tighter and tighter as he continues to move his hips.

You need him inside of you, and he knows that too damn well. He pulls away from the kiss to free his cock from his pants. He rubs his length through your lips, collecting the wetness before pushing into you slowly. Jason moans softly grinding his hips and pushing deeper inside you as he feels you greedily taking him in. His hips slam against your soft curves. "shit- so tight baby," he says quietly, to which you can only keen in response.

The only thing that falls from your lips are gasps, and moans. You try your best to stiffle them you really do, but how can you when he's so fucking good? When the way his hips slam into you, it moves your body back and forth on the table? you're not gonna be quite- plus, what's the point? Everybody who hasn't left is watching.

Some are even pulling their phones out and recording. No one has been able to tear their eyes from the two of you. Why would they when they're seeing and watching, how well Jason's dick hits all the right spots, the way the both of you are reacting.

Jason has his head in the space between your neck and shoulder, kissing and biting as much as he can. His pace is relentless, and his hand finds its way between your body and the table to rub you're clit.

You're both sent over the edge soon. You're pussy clenching around him and milking him for all he's worth. Someone is screaming, as your climax hits you and you can't tell if it's your own voice or someone else's. It doesn't take very long after this for Jason to let out a deep, satisfied shudder as he finishes. His breath is quick and sharp. Hearing his breath brings you back and you realize you were the one who screamed. In the middle of a restaurant.

The whole restaurant sat almost in dead silence as they watched you two finish. Even the waiter's eyes were wide and mouth was agape as he watched you two finish.

The only sound in the restaurant was the sounds of your two bodies slapping together as he slowly fucks you through both of your highs, the slight sound of the table shaking with each movement of the two, and that of a woman who had just lost it in the back, probably someone watching from the kitchen window based on sound.

"You okay?" Jason finally found the chance to ask you in a breathless voice.

Some of the customers were still staring, the waiter included, but it seemed as though they didn't want to leave or move at all. They didn't want to take their eyes off of you two.

You nod slowly and he pulls out of you slowly.

"shit" you say, panting as he helps you back into the booth, pulling your dress back down, but your panties seem to be missing. You look at him and raise your eyebrows at him. He doesn't notice this due to the fact that he's pulling his pants up. He takes your face in his hands and presses a few soft kisses over your face before landing on your lips and pressing a soft kiss to your lips.

You and Jason are both in shock that no one has told you to stop, or call the police or anything. Jason's stomach tightened at the thought of possibly having the cops called. But after a few second it became clear what was happening. They were too surprised to actually do anything.

No one was looking away from you. Some of them were whispering to each other. A few mouths were hung open, though almost none were eating. They're all just watching, stunned by what had just happened.

"can we please get the check" You say, now just wanting to get the fuck out of this restaurant.

After a small period of hesitation, the waiter finally walks over to your table. He hesitates a bit to speak, but after taking a deep breath he finally manages to say one word.

"Yes. One moment." He walks away, still a bit red in the face.

Once the waiter leaves you turn to Jason.

"Do you happen to know where my panties are?" You ask him.

Jason's eyes widened as a smile spread across his lips. "I, um, might have some ideas." He says as he looks at the space between your thighs and, seeing the mixture of yours and his cum, is enough to make him hard again. But he quickly snapped back to your face when you narrowed your eyes at him, knowing you want more of an explanation then just that.

"I did say I might have some ideas, but those ideas could include me having put them in my pocket."

"you're an asshole"

"maybe," he says with a shrug as he subconsciously places a protective hand over the pocket where your panties are. (Yeah, he's not gonna let you put them back on... at least now now.)

The waiter returned with the check and dropped it on the table, quickly walking away again while avoiding eye contact. He soon returns and places a bowl of... chocolate syrup? just a bowl of chocolate syrup. Jason places his card on top of the bill, and looks at the chocolate with an almost confused look.

"Jay did we order this?" You ask. You're confused, but it also reminds you of when you and Jason first started dating. He was a stone top- always found his way to placing his head between your gorgeous thighs. When you first gave him head, he poured chocolate syrup on his dick- he said he wanted it to be sweet for you. He talked you through it- and you're wet again just thinking about it.

"No... it's not on the bill and isn't even on the menu." He replies. The waiter comes back to collect his card and does tap to pay on a tablet.

"Why have we been given this. We didn't order it." Jason asks the waiter in an even voice, looking the waiter in the eyes.

The waiter shifted uncomfortably. He was used to the more outspoken customers. Ones who would yell and curse and storm out over minor incidents. But Jason was different. Jason was quiet, firm and intimidating. And it was making the waiter quite nervous.

"This is for your performance." The waiter answered nervously, shifting in place slightly.

Jason's eyebrows tilted downwards at that, his expression serious.

"Our... performance?" He was making sure the waiter had heard him correctly.

The waiter shrugged awkwardly. "Well, we've never really had anyone do what you did here before, so my manager thought this would be suitable to your, uh... performance."

The waiter was very clearly nervous and seemed as though he would rather be anywhere else right now. He was sweating slightly, and he was blinking in a bit too much.

"what are we supposed to do with a bowl of chocolate syrup?" Jason asks.

The waiter seemed to swallow, having almost expected to be scolded right now. Instead, that hadn't happened.

"You could lick it off of each other... if you wanted to."

Pt. 2? idk why but my dms and comments aren't working so I'll j post a poll later.

[targaryenluvs]

ok hear me out w this dark!finnick idea; post-74th everlark, snow’s trying to do damage control and tells finnick to date another victor, and finnick’s hesitance to date his former mentee— means ofc she’s picked :( it’s not like finnick would ever put on a show to get her purposefully picked, he’s totally a good mentor and he’s defiantly never thought of ruining her, but, might as well make the most of it

alternatively omg image finnick living through the rebel’s victory— but the aftermath of the takeover meant a lot of the ppl involved in the games (no matter how small apart they played) get to executed,, including the little capitol girl who was (barely) part of his team n helped him get ready (or mb his district escort, or just like a stylist idk). helpful, helpful finnick steps up n tells her he can totally help her but it’s going to involve her losing her capital ties n taking up his name (plus they really have to sell it, so good knows how far they’d have to go, but he’s always so willing n helpful)

these aren’t requests or anything, i haven’t slept in 30 hours and I watched like my nth finnick edit whilst procrastinating prepping for my applied physics final

first of all i know i always sleep at wild times but THIRTY HOURS?? BABY GO TO SLEEP!!!

second of all, i wish you the best on your physics final ❤️

third of all your mind works wonders!!

can you imagine him seeing her again for the first time after she’s picked?? imagine nervous finnick for the first time 😭

-

“just our luck huh? two idiots make fools of the capitol and we end up on damage control!” your voice was as always sweet and pretty. finnick wanted to bottle it up all for himself.

“who would’ve thought?” finnick smiled, the charm may have been turned on but god was he a mess inside.

“you look good finn, grown. how’ve you been?”

i’ve been patiently waiting for the next time i see you. he wondered if that would scare you off so he smiled instead, “waiting for my lovely mentor to show and she’s here now so great.” you giggled as your touched his bicep, and his pants felt tighter, god you were adorable. you may be older than him but he has grown, and now he towers over you, dwarfs you in comparison and he adores it.

“you look stunning per usual.” you grinned and took your dress in, a gorgeous baby blue dress, with tiny straps on each side and a slit on the right side. your neck looked oddly markable to finnick but he’d refrain for now. “and you look handsome, when’d that happen?” you teased him before pinching his cheek.

you still thought of him as the same little boy from four. he could tell, but he wasn’t a boy anymore and he’d show you that.

“who knows. now, we have people to see.” he linked his arm with yours as the two of you made your way from the foyer and into the den of the capitol, hungry eyes and touchy hands pounced at the opportunity to feel the capitols darling and diamond.

he would snap every hand if he could, you were his, even if you didn’t know it yet.

-

“yes. i’ll do it, i don’t want to- no i can’t die.” you were crying now and finnick felt bad, but you’d just agreed to marry him so he couldn’t care less.

“no tears honey, you get to live.” his voice was sweet and comforting, looking up at him you felt happy. you watched him grow up, you helped him through it and now he was helping you, you couldn’t help but feel grateful.

“thank you finnick really, you don’t have to do this.” he shook his head and wiped away your tears, “you’ve been by my side for so long it’s the least i could do y/n.” your teary eyes should’ve made him feel bad but the idea of your marriage had his own heart racing. and as you hugged him he felt his worries melt away.

you were locked in for life.

[mechaknight-98]

Party Time (NSFW): Session 0 FT: Dahyun

Author's note: For this chapter, I will be changing the character perspective of this story slightly. the characters will still be the same however I wanted to try something different. As I learn more I'll probably come up with a much better way of writing the characters and differencing between them.

PreSession 0

You were blared awake by your ringtone Our Song by Silverstein. you looked around confused to see what was going on when you picked up your phone to see it was a call from Atticus. you grab your phone and answer,

"Yo, what's up?"

"It's session 0 of our Uber campaign today," Atticus responded. "Don't tell me you forgot Mordekai." You groan because you had an alarm that was set to go off in 4 minutes.

"Atticus Why are you like this? Look I know you are anxious but you beat my alarm by 4 minutes. I was going to be there."

"But you said you didn't have a character."

"Yeah because I was going to choose based on what everyone else was."

You rub your face before responding, "Dude I just got off work. I don't have the patience for this conversation I'll talk to you in a bit."

"Okay see you soon, and get here safe. As..." Atticus began

"Yeah I know My safety is a priority," you respond

finishing Atticus' statement, and hanging up. "Ahhhh. you groan." knowing you lost the last 4 minutes you get up and start your character. when you start getting deeper into the build your alarm goes off and you begin the rush to get ready. You shower, brush your teeth, and leave to go. Unsurprisingly you are early. Atticus is happy to see you and asks to see your character sheet.

Atticus looks at your character sheet and groans before asking, "Monty...Why is there only a Name and a Class?"

"Well, I figured we could hash out more of the details when it came time, Like what subclass and what race?" You begin. Atticus looks at you annoyed before you qualify the statement with, "I don't want to encroach or step on toes and I know people don't play Monks all that often." You say

Atticus shrugs in understanding, "Okay Fair. How about this then You play the Avatar Race."

"the Avatar race? Never heard of em." You say flatly

Atticus laughs as he explains "Well that's because it's a race I made specifically for this campaign."

"Okay so what's it do?" you ask intrigued to play a new brew of Atticus'

Atticus pulls out a little cheat sheet with the races he had available, "Well it's simple. It's just a generic humanoid in all aspects that is just molded to your character. they gain; +1 to three ability scores, a Feat, A language, and a skill."

"that's a lot." You exclaim

"On paper sure but ultimately not really because those +1s are so marginally good." Atticus elaborates

You roll your eyes before saying"Well if I roll a bunch of odd numbers it's pretty good, or do point buy."

"Oh about that. so to ease everyone into the game we are doing actual character-building with our physical selves. so how good you are at things determines your actual stats." Atticus explains

"Huh?" You ask

"Yeah," Atticus affirms

"That's dumb and I love it Atticus." You say

The door to Atticus's home opens and you hear a tiny voice say "Hey Atticus my Unnies are on their way." you turn around to see Dahyun of Twice. You quickly turn back to Atticus who you look at.

"Hahaha." is Atticus's only response. you blink slowly and turn to face Dahyun.

"Wow like you are way prettier in person," you say to her Seeing her gorgeous face up close and not separated by a distance of several thousands of feet. Dahyun smiles at you with the most adorable smile.

"I like your necklace," Dahyun replies shyly. you smile at her.

"What are you playing?" Dahyun asks

"Oh I am just playing an Avatar monk, and you" you reply. You notice Atticus smirks and when Dahyun goes to grab his character sheet you shoot him a furious look.

"Oh Changeling Blood Hunter."

you raise your eyebrows surprised and reply, "Impressive." Dahyun was listening intently

Dahyun blushes slightly then smiles and says "Thank you"

"Great my two Chingu are getting along great Atticus says happily

Dahyun looks at you surprised "We are the same age?" you nod. She eases and replies "I thought I'd be the youngest."

"Nope, I believe that is David who is one year younger than us," you answer Dahyun nods and eases into you more. You smile at her and say “Excuse me miss. Are you trying to charm me?”

Dahyun gives you her dazzling eye smile and says, “Maybe I am. What are you going to do about it?” you are taken aback by her boldness. You lift your hands in surrender, which causes Dahyun to laugh heartily.

The door opens again and Dahyun and you jump upon hearing it, taken out of the little world you two found yourself in. You turn to the door to see a young lady with pink hair apologizing profusely “Sorry for scaring you.” she says meekly. Dahyun and you quickly work to attempt to diminish the fears of the young girl as you both wave off her apology citing that you and she should have been paying attention. The girl smiles and hugs Atticus. You tilt your head but say nothing. The young lady then turns to the two of you and says “Hi I'm Jeewon nice to meet you.” Dahyun and you both wave at the girl. When she asks your names

“Mordekai. but everyone calls me Monty,” you say

“Dahyun” Dahyun adds Jeewon smiled brightly as she sat next to the two of you.

"So what are the the two of you playing ?" Jeewon asks brightly

"Avatar Monk," you answer

"Changeling blood hunter." Dahyun follows suit

You clap your hands in approval, "Ooh it gets sexier each time you say it." you say hyping up Dahyun who turns to you and blushes. she hits you and says "Stop it" but her gaze tells you not to stop.

"Are you two dating?" Jeewon asks intrigued.

"Nah we went on one date." You answer. Dahyun looks at you confused.

"Wait...Mountain?" Dahyun says as she realizes who you are. You smirk at Dahyun who smiles at you further. Atticus laughs when he makes the connection that when the two of you did that Rugby tournament a few years back and you said you had a date with a pretty girl was with Dahyun, but before anything else could be said the door opened again and a very bright voice crashed.

"Sorry, I am late. Traffic was really bad" A cheery voice says. As the group turns you see Sana skip into the living room. Sana recognizes you instantly and smiles

"Mordekai! How are you cutie?" Sana says as she envelops you in a clumsy hug.

"I am good noona, how about you?" You reply to Sana

"Oh, you know. being the prettiest in Twice is tough." She said

"Oh come on you know Dahyun's the prettiest." You counter

Sana feigns a pout before smiling at you and giggling. She took her seat next to Dahyun. After that, the rest of the "Party" fills in which includes members from Red Velvet (Irene and Seulgi), one from Twice (Nayeon), and surprisingly one member of Dreamcatcher (Handong). There are also four more guys who show up in this order David, Timothy, Alan, Kento, and Charlie. As more people show up you introduce yourself and appear friendly enough, but for the most part you stick to Dahyun and Atticus (When he's not swooning over Jeewon) as Dahyun speaks the best English and you know her the best. Eventually, Nayeon approaches you and says "Hey so we have a playlist featuring a song dedicated to everyone's character. Do you have anything in mind?

You scour your mind trying to find something but as it goes blank the choice rises from that.

"Power to Tearer." You reply. You notice Kento and Sana look at you as Nayeon nods.

"got it. I'll add it" she says.

Sana slinks over to you, "That's an interesting choice for a Character-inspired song."

"Well I figure this is the only place where it will be appreciated and understood," you reply. Sana smirks.

"You're pretty interesting Monty." Sana coos with a mischievous smirk, that worries you.

After y'all mingled for several minutes Seulgi stepped to the front and said, "Okay now that everyone knows each other partner up and each one of you give backstories for your characters."

you turn to Atticus but when Dahyun claims you as her partner. She seems anxious so you smile and say "Okay" to her.

"So what basic things would you like for me to include?" you ask Dahyun

"I want you to use your best judgment." Dahyun says and you give her a thumbs up and say, "Do you have any idea for a character name?" Dahyun shakes her head before saying just use her name. You nod and when Dahyun asks you the same questions your only response is the name, Montaigne. Dahyun gives you a gummy smile and gives you two thumbs up. you both begin spinning tales about the other as you write. you find yourself connecting with Dahyun more and more as you start looking at her and noticing her little ticks like how she puts her hair in front of her face when she's embarrassed or when she drops something the repeats "Oh mo mo Oh mo mo." It helps you write a more authentic Dahyun (the character)

After you two finish up Seulgi notices and says "OH Dahyun and..." She gestures to you and you give her your name. "Mordenkainen?" Seulgi asks for clarification.

"Mordekai." you clarify Seulgi nods focused and asks for you two to give your partners' backstory. You nod. seeing Dahyun's anxiety you go first.

You stand up in front of the party and muster all the confidence you can," Gather around as I tell you the tale Of Dahyun the Blood Hunter..." You hesitate and turn to Atticus. "Hey, What's the name of the World Again?"

"Daebak" Atticus answers

"Cool." You say to Atticus

"Not Cool, it Daebak" Atticus teases

"I freaking hate you." You reply

"Coming to Paradise from her small religious home of Songnam the changeling knew little of the big city but her hopes for reaching the big time brought the young changeling girl to join a traveling dance group where her comedic skills and quick wit brought her quicker fame, but what captivated people was her even larger heart. despite being a relentless flirt and tease no one could ever stay mad at her. She brought smiles and laughs everywhere she went regardless of her previous disposition there. this kindness was so profound in fact that all who interacted with her had to be careful not to fall under her charms lest be driven to be one of her many admirers, but there is more to the small Changeling. She is feisty and a passionately hard worker who hones her skills and her beliefs on every test she receives and usually passes with flying colors, but why does she do this? What is Dahyun's true motivation? Dahyun's motivations are simple. she wishes to leave the world better than she left it, and do her family and her community proud in her adorable and sometimes clumsy way." You say. Dahyun smiles before clapping. Everyone besides Dahyun, Jeewon, Timothy, Seulgi, and Atticus Looks at you a bit confused. You shrug and hand your notes to Dahyun who says to you "Thank you. I love it." you smile mission accomplished. She stands up courageously and says

"The Hero of Sunrise, The King of Beasts, The Sword of Ruin, the Shield of Restoration, The master of Arms, The Gentle Fist, The War God's Instrument, and The Wiziend One are all titles garnered by The warrior Known as Montu. (You blink thrice at her name, but you smile regardless) Forced into the fight at an early age against all kinds of monsters and Mayhem. Montu grew up quickly adapting and finding his style along the way, but he never lost that spark of wonder that drove him to be larger than life. However in those soft eyes and that Joyous personality hides a sadness and a darkness that desires the destruction of all around him who would disturb his "Endless party".He fights, loves, laughs, and Lives for thrills, but is kind and considerate. He surrounds himself with joy and life. He desires the people around him to feel loved and valued, but beware because he will face any odds and destroy any obstacle to win. Proof of this is when he killed 1,000 men in a battle to secure his home from an invading force. He is a man of Duality. A man of Great Honor and equally Great Ruthlessness. He is confusing but what I can say about him is that he is a Legend in the making that lives up to all of his titles." Dahyun says then you assume she repeats the same thing in Korean. Everyone looks at you surprised to hear Dahyun's backstory for you. You thought you were going to be a normal pit fighter but her words inspired you to be more, but that's just who Dahyun was anyway. you got up and hugged her there were woos and hollers but you didn't care you just carried out the hug and smiled at Dahyun before saying thank you to her. The smile you garnered was the softest yet brightest one yet. You sat down as an energetic Nayeon and Charlie got up

Atticus translated the much less intensive Backstories for you, "Nayeon was a farm girl who rose to prominence performing with Sana and Dahyun, Chrom (Charlie) was a Privateer of the Paradisan Crown. Seulgi was a sorcerous whose power awoke after Her parents informed her of an arranged marriage. So on an Impulse, she and her Tutor Irene left the Kingdom of Paradise and worked adventurer jobs to bide their time. The arranged marriage in question was a Plasmid prince named (Timothy) Thordak who was more interested in Courting the powerful Goliath Herd leader named Handong. Handong was currently visiting Paradise to negotiate Peace talks between her nomadic herd and the crown, but also to meet her Friend The Harekin Warlock Sana, who worked with Dahyun and Nayeon. Her pact with The Powerful Archefey led to several chaotic encounters including A wizard student Named Alan (Alan) who was currently working a magic shop with an Orc Artificer named Demyx (David), and a Twin soul Echo Knight and Captain of the Kingdom Guard named Kaido (Kento)." all that was left was Atticus and Jeewon's backstory.

Jeewon stood up nervously and began her account of Achilles’s (Atticus) backstory it wasn't in English but you were able to manage a few pieces like exiled child warrior, on the run, and very powerful. after that Atticus did Jeewon’s and you kinda spaced out as your brain just couldn't take any more information. After that, Alan stood up and said “Now for the test of strength.” we followed him to the garage where several weight stations were set up.

“The rules are simple we are maxing out on lifts today.” Atticus translated for you. You nod but when Alan turns to you and Atticus he says in clear English

“Not you two. You two will “spot” us. You're both set at 18.” Atticus and you looked at each other sad but understanding why. So over the next hour Atticus and you worked to help the others with their test of strength. No surprise that the top ones were Nayeon and Handong for the girls and Kaido and Chrom for the guys. The next test was one you could participate in and was led by Dahyun. it was the test of Wisdom. The test was simple we have a product we know is less than Ideal on release but need to sell it to gain the capital to sell more how do we sell more products? Most of the responses you heard were good. some on the more shady side but still good nonetheless, but a lot of them failed in a very simple manner from your perspective. None of them mentioned lowering the price. So when it was your turn you gave that as your major first answer and then was honest about everything after that, which led to silence in the group until Dahyun wheezed and said, "FINALLY someone said lowering the price." you blinked three times before Dahyun smiles at you and says "Good answer." you nod confused but accepted the compliment.

The rest of the tests follow this structure and you place well in most so when you get your Ability score distribution you are pleasantly surprised to have all positive scores, but as you looked over everyone else also had higher scores so you don't get too stressed about it. after finishing up basic character design and the like All that's left is to start the game.

session 0

You woke up to another day in Paradise. It was a cool Spring morning which led you to eat on the patio of the inn you were staying in. You ordered a simple breakfast that consisted of egg, pork, spinach, tomatoes, rice, and a couple of pastries you didn't recognize. While you are a very tall and very attractive Goliath woman approached you.

“Hey you are Montu right?” she asks you nod hesitantly until you recognize her

“You Handong you won the tournament yesterday. Congratulations hope the 2,500 gold and magic great sword are to your liking,” you reply. Handing smirks and nods.

“I am surprised that you only wanted third.”

“Well, I have been looking for a bag of holding, and getting third fighting random people seemed like a reasonable way to do so,” you answer. Handing laughs

“You are silly well see you around,” she says. You nod and tell her

“We are all silly in this crazy world, and I wish you well as you navigate it.” Handong chuckled as she walked away from you. After breakfast, you go to the celebration event in the palace where you meet the Queen, King, and Princess of Paradise along with other visiting leaders. You relax at the party by finding a high and dry area (you despise alcohol and its many debilitating effects) while on a balcony one of the performers approaches you. A changeling with jet-black hair and two short blue horns growing from her forehead approaches you timidly.

"Well hello there." you greet the timid changeling without turning around.

the changeling approaches next to you and says, "You are missing quite the party down there."

You shrug and reply, "Well I prefer my celebratory engagements more intimate, and with less show."

the changeling smiles at you and says, "I know a spot that might fit your tastes?"

You turn to the changeling and say, "Oh really tell me more."

The changeling grabs you and states "It's better if I show you.", As the changeling drags you, you ask her name she says "Dahyun," and you smile as you follow her out of the palace where the celebration is occurring.

With that, she whisks you away from the garish and loud party to the base of the hill that borders the capital city's edge. It's a quaint town that is quiet and peaceful. You turn to the changeling and say, "This is more my type of engagement." The changeling smiles as the two of you venture deeper. you find a small tavern where the two of you get Lunch and journey to a book shop where the two of you spend hours reading a book that piques your mutual interest. The changeling loves it when you read to her and nestles in your lap as you read off to her tales of Heroism and Champions of long ago. She falls asleep but is stirred when you begin to stroke her hair.

"Why'd you stop?" she asked groggy as she woke up.

"I didn't wish to wake you sleeping beauty," you say to the changeling whose face blushes a deep azure shade. she smiles at you and your heart begins to race.

"There is one more place I want to show you." you nod and follow her out of the bookshop, but not before purchasing the one you read to her. you store it in your bag of deep pockets and follow her to the cresting hill line where you see the entrance to an inn that houses both Hot Springs and Saunas. Dahyun Checks the two of you in for the night. You get to your room but before you can unwind Dahyun says, "Come on let's try out the couple's springs." You follow her lead into the hot springs and follow her to the dual-gender springs. As she strips before you, you marvel at her shapely ass and dazzling ravenous figure. Dahyun notices and begins to make a show of it. teasing you more and more hoping to get you to make a move, but you remain disciplined, well parts of you do, as you follow her lead she sees your raging erection and smirks at you while licking her lips. eventually, the two of you manage to get to the springs and share another Chaste moment. you sit at the edge and Dahyun nestles in close to your body. As she shuffles to get comfortable you make space for her. when the two of you intertwine in peace Dahyun uncoils herself and you feel all of her tension release.

"This is nice," she says as the two of you watch the sunset from the springs which leads into the night's fireworks show. you nod at peace and are comfortable with her. She kisses your cheek and then turns your face to hers. her breath is soft and heavy. her eyes stare deep into yours. her brown pools stir your manhood to attention once more. she lifts herself to straddle you. you continue to stare at her unable to speak,

"Are you sure?" you ask bashful.

"Why so shy?" Dahyun asks voice hungry with desire but also affection drawing a light groan out of you as your cock grows harder.

"I just never have done this before," you say.

Dahyun smiles and replies, "Let me be your guide." she slides down and takes you inside of her. you moan as the feeling overwhelms you. A moan escapes your lips which eggs Dahyun on. "Let it all out Darling." She says as your hips buck into her. she yelps and moans in response. She moves your hands so one is on her tits and the other massages her ass, but all you can feel is the tightness of her womanhood as she takes more of you in. As she does she draws more of you out.

You stare into her eyes and say “Are you like this to all the champions?”

Dahyun smirks, “no just the reserved ones. The others are usually either not loud enough or too loud for my tastes.” she teases as she grinds on your crotch. You moan again as she gives you the first orgasm of the night. You look up and see stars as you cum in her Dahyun smiles at you. When you finally come down she grins madly at you and says “We’re not done.” and just like that gone is the reserved martial artist. In his place the frenzied and skilled wandering warrior scoops Dahyun. She yelps in joyous surprise as the two of you barely make it to get clothed and back to your room before you're all over each other. The tenderness and shyness of earlier are gone now both Dahyun and Montu are exploring each other’s bodies with earned confidence. In between fights of dominance in the form of fevered kisses Dahyun nibbles on your sensitive ear lobe. You counter by tracing circles around her right nipple. Dayun moans before she climaxes but it doesn't calm either of you down. It only adds more to the wild hunger you have for each other. Which leads to you bending the flexible changeling over and smacking her ass as you ram your cock into her pussy

“Oh gods yes. She screams as you pound into her from behind. You marvel at her fantastic ass as it jiggles as you pound her relentlessly from behind. Your cock is suffocating in her warm and dripping snatch. It's like the rougher you go the wetter and tighter she gets. It makes you grow harder inside as both of you use each other for more pleasure. However, this tempo can't last forever and the both of you cum together.

The both of you can't stop however as Dahyun pushes you into the bed and begins riding you ragged. Her small but perky breasts bounce hypnotically. You reach out and trace circles around her right nipple. This sends her into further ecstasy. It causes her to get tighter and wetter around you. Dahyun her head back and moans vocalizing the pleasure without words. While riding she rings another fervent orgasm out of you while giving herself another. The two of you now finally fall to the bed exhausted. Dahyun spoons you as the both of you drift off to sleep. Your dreams are full of her as hers are full of you.

You wake up to Dahyun facing you. Your body jolts and her eyes flutter open and she smiles brightly at you. She caresses your face. “I know you plan to leave again but can I ask you to stay Darling?” she asks. You nod as she wraps her left leg around and pulls you closer causing your rod to rub against her folds forcing a jolt out of both of you but before anything else can progress Dahyun's bag begins vibrating you point this out to her which makes her sigh as she pulls out a blood red scroll. You notice her face grow pale (well paler her skin was already porcelain adjacent). She unfurled it, read it, and looked up to you with a face of need.

“Darling I know it's a lot to ask, but…” Dahyun began sensing her anxiety you made your move.

Before she could finish you reply, “It's done.”

Dahyun nodded worried and the two of you got cleaned and then got dressed before heading into town. You look back through the pamphlet given to you and notice the couple's hot springs clearly say that the waters have an intense aphrodisiac effect which makes a lot of the haze of last night make more sense. Upon arriving in town you are devastated to see massive burns across the city, but these were not fire burns but electrical ones. You notice Dahyun's shift in affectation and bring her in closer. “No Dragon who rampages will prosper,” you say to alleviate her worries. This works to some degree as some of the color returns to her face. You follow her to the palace where ten vaguely familiar faces (plus the Queen and King) reside.

Nayeon… you think approaches the two of you, “Where were you ?” she says frantically

Dahyun points to you and explains how she was with you at the Kimura hot springs. The rest of the group sizes you up as they vaguely recognize you. You nod curtly and politely.

Handong steps up and says, “So how are we talking this Dragon down?”

Surprise happy New Year/Christmas gift to my readers Enjoy.

[joeys-babe]

Joey B Imagines: Merry Christmas, Goofball

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Summary: Joe gets an extra gift at his family Christmas!

(Tiny part two to - Part 1)

Warnings: Fluff

Pairing: Joe Burrow x reader

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December 27, 2023

(Joe’s pov)

The past two days had been boring, empty, quiet, and all the negative adjectives.

I made the drive down to Athens today for Christmas with my family.

We were having it two days after Christmas to accommodate my brother’s having to go to their in-laws.

It was just going to be the same as last year, watching the kids play, and adult couples sit at the table while drinking wine together.

I fit in with neither group. So I either sat on the couch to watch a football game, or I'd sneak off to my old bedroom and play video games.

Whatever the plan ended up being, I was going to try to get away from this scene.

After all the grandkids opened presents from my mom and dad, it was my time to drift away from the group.

I grabbed a trash bag and gathered all of the wrapping paper and empty gift bags.

When the trash bag was full, I snuck into the kitchen and laid It by the backdoor to be taken out.

Once I did a quick look around and knew no one was watching, I opened the basement door, but before I could reach a foot out for the first step, I felt a huge hand on my shoulder.

Immediately, my shoulders dropped. I'd been caught.

“Not this year.” - Jimmy

I turned around to see my dad and gave him a sheepish smile.

“Sorry…” - Joe

“Don't apologize, son. I know it’s awkward since y/n can’t be with you.” - Jimmy

“Yeah, it really is. I don't fit in with the kids obviously, but I don't want to be the only adult in there without a partner with them.” - Joe

“Your mom and I are sorry for making you feel left out, so we got you an extra gift.” - Jimmy

“Huh?” - Joe

“It's on the front porch.” - Jimmy

I gently pushed past my dad and walked through the sea of people, making a beeline for the front door.

Out of nowhere, everyone fell silent, like they were anticipating my reaction.

After giving everybody a confused glare, I opened the door.

My heart stopped when my eyes fell on my extra gift.

“Baby?!” - Joe lept forward and grabbed you

I held her as tight as possible and spun her around, still trying to understand how and why this was happening.

“Hi, Joey.” - you giggled

Her legs were wrapped around my waist as I held her up in my arms.

“What are you doing here?” - Joe

I sat her back down on the ground, my arms never leaving her waist.

“You think I'm not gonna visit my boyfriend when he's in Athens? You were like thirty minutes away instead of two hours, couldn't pass on seeing your smiling face.” - you

“Shit, I didn't even think of that. I was so busy moping around that I forgot I was actually in Athens, where you are.” - Joe

She playfully rolled her eyes before pressing a long kiss to my lips.

Suddenly, there was a voice coming from behind us.

“I see you found your gift. Hi y/n!” - Robin

I smiled at my mom before y/n hugged her, they pulled away, and y/n said something to her.

“Thank you for inviting me, Robin.” - you

“Oh of course sweetie! He’s been walking around depressed like Eeyore from Winnie-the-Pooh all day. I knew you were the only thing capable of making him smile.” - Robin

y/n laughed and I felt myself blushing, not just from embarrassment but also from that gorgeous laugh.

“He loves you so much.” - Robin whispered

I know my mom attempted to whisper, so only y/n could hear… but she failed miserably, and I heard anyway.

“I love him too… so much.” - you told Robin

“Good.” - Robin smile

A few seconds of silence went by before my mom spoke up again.

“Well, I won't bother you guys… feel free to sneak off to the basement like you do every year, Joe. Enjoy your time together!” - Robin smiled before walking away

When she walked away, y/n and I embraced once again before I took her hand and led her toward the basement.

“Am I gonna see the iconic Star Wars room, Joey?” - you

“How do you know about that?” - Joe grinned

“I watch your interviews.” - you shrug

“Stalker.” - Joe scoffed jokingly

“At least I didn't ask a nineteen-year-old out when I was twenty-six.” - you mumbled

I stopped so abruptly that she crashed into my back.

“What’s that supposed to mean? Think I shouldn't have?” - Joe

“What? No! I was just joking.” - your eyes went wide

“Don’t joke about that shit! It's not funny.” - Joe

Grimacing when I realized I raised my voice, I watched y/n’s body language change completely.

“Sorry…” - you looked down

“Wait… I'm sorry. I shouldn't have raised my voice. I didn't mean to, baby…” - Joe

“It’s okay. I won't joke about it again. I was playing around and didn't think you'd take it seriously, but I should've known.” - you

“Can we just drop it? I don't want to argue right now.” - Joe looked at you with sincere eyes

“I’d love that. Can we just chill downstairs and cuddle?” - you

“I thought you'd never ask.” - Joe grinned

——

After an hour of cuddling and watching a movie, y/n and I went back upstairs to find my family getting the gingerbread house kits out.

“Oh, hell no.” - you mumbled

“We can go back downstairs.” - Joe laughed

“Can we please? I have beef with gingerbread houses.” - you

I laughed realizing she copied my line about dry ingredients from a few days ago, and took her hand to go back down to my room.

“Uncle Joe!” - Joe’s nephew

Turning around to see my little nephew, I wondered what he wanted.

“Yup?” - Joe

“Look.” - Joe’s nephew

The five-year-old pointed to the doorframe above me and y/n, where a mistletoe hung.

I looked at y/n with a big smile, and we both shrugged at the same time before leaning in to kiss each other.

Because I wasn't a fan of PDA, we haven't ever kissed in front of someone. Other than y/n’s family watching through the windows when I dropped her off.

But right now, as everyone whistled and watched us kiss under the mistletoe, I'd never felt so happy.

We pulled away from each other after a solid minute, with huge grins on our faces from ear to ear.

“Merry Christmas, baby.” - Joe

“Merry Christmas, goofball.” - you laughed

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Authors note: I felt like the fic needed a second part…. CHRISTMAS FICS ARE OFFICIALLY DONE.

This came from my own head! 🫶

Hope you enjoyed! 💕

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Hiiiii 💕💕💕

Could you write something about how these characters would react to reader accidentally calling them pretty right to thier face idk maybe reader is kinda out of it after a patrol or mission or is on pain meds or smth and is just like wow you're sooo pretty and just how would the characters react to this pls I was thinking for donna troy, Jason todd and dick grayson and hank hall if you write for hank?? Xox

Preference: You call them pretty

Titans Characters X GN!Reader

Characters: Dick Grayson, Jason Todd, Gar Logan, Conner Kent, Kory Anders, Donna Troy & Hank Hall.

Dick Grayson:

You and Dick had been on patrol, and ended up fighting off a small group of criminals. You weren't injured too seriously but it was still quite painful, so you were given pain medication. You weren't very alert, and you just said whatever came to mind, so you ended up calling Dick 'pretty' right to his face.

Dick is a bit surprised by your compliment. He is not used to being complimented like that and he gets very flustered. He tries to pretend like he didn't hear, and he wants to brush it off by telling you that you probably didn't mean it. But, deep down, he is quite flattered by your compliment, and he finds it very adorable.

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Jason Todd:

You and Jason had been through a particularly exhausting night of crime-fighting. You guys were fighting this big gang that was taking over the streets and you managed to win. However, when you got back to the tower, you were exhausted and slightly disoriented.

As you look over at Jason, you call him 'pretty' without thinking. Jason is surprised as he wasn't expecting that but he played it off by giving you a small smirk. He even teases you back, calling you things like 'gorgeous' and basically showering you in compliments.

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Gar Logan:

You were watching Gar as he played this new video game he had discovered. As he finally beat the next level, he turned to you smiling, excited that he finally completed the level he'd worked so hard on. You chuckle at his antics and without thinking, you called him 'pretty'.

Gar is caught off guard by your comment and he can't help the faint blush that forms on his face. Gar grins sheepishly, his embarrassment transforming into a playful smirk. "Pretty, huh?" Gar teases, raising an eyebrow. You playfully roll your eyes, realizing your slip of the tongue.

-

Conner Kent:

You and Conner were just spending some quality time together, going on a nice walk around town. As you stared up at your boyfriend, you didn't even realise but you had just called 'pretty', which you did not mean to say out loud at all.

Needless to say, Conner is quite surprised and flustered by this compliment, and he finds it very cute. You try to apologise profusely, but Conner just laughs it off and says that it was a cute mistake. He goes on to tell you that he finds it quite sweet that you think that way of him, and you both spend the rest of your day together with a warm and fuzzy feeling.

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Kory Anders:

You and Kory were having a nice, casual movie night. It was an 80's romance as Kory is really into anything 80's related. You looked over at her and noticed how pretty she looked while being so invested in the movie. Without thinking, you accidently called her 'pretty' out loud.

Kory doesn't think much of it but finds this quite adorable, and she is definitely flattered. She compliments you back, and you have a sweet moment together. You soon get back to the movie, mostly forgetting about what you said.

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Donna Troy:

You and Donna were on a romantic date at a new restaurant that Donna suggested you guys go to. As you sat opposite her, you couldn't help but think about how beautiful she is. Without even realising, you said out loud, "God, you're so pretty."

Donna is slightly surprised as she wasn't expecting you to say that, however, she takes the comment in stride and gives you a flirty half-smile with a wink, which causes your cheeks to turn a bright shade of pink. Donna thinks your reaction is adorable, and she's impressed by how honest and straightforward you are.

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Hank Hall:

You had been out drinking with some friends and you may or may not have drunk more than you can handle. All of your friends were plastered so none of them could drive you. Instead of getting an Uber, you decided to call your boyfriend, Hank.

As he arrives outside of the club and walks over to you, you can't help but think about how good-looking he is. Without realising, you call him 'pretty' to his face. Hank just chuckles at you, flashing you a charming smile. He wraps an arm around you, steadying your slightly wobbly stance. The next day, as soon as you're sober, he starts teasing you about it in a light-hearted way but you're confused as you have no recollection of anything that happened last night.

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Closer

@steddiesongfics Closer - Nine Inch Nails

@subeddieweek first time, praise kink

Rated E • cw: under negotiated kink, semi-public sex, accidental subspace • read on ao3

Eddie groaned dramatically when he was sent over to Steve Harrington’s team. Skipping out on gym class most of the beginning of the semester meant he needed to be here now and show Coach that he wanted to pass. He was going to fucking graduate this year if it killed him.

Help me get away from myself

He found himself looking at Steve in their quick huddle between plays of the flag football game though, realizing Steve’s passion and energy was seeping into him.

“Munson, cover Derek and keep an eye on me, I’ll toss it to you if I need to.”

Following directions had never been Eddie's strong suit. But for some reason, he found himself hanging on Steve’s every demand, biting his lip and nodding because he couldn’t trust his voice from wobbling if he answered. He could listen and make Steve proud of him. He could be whatever Steve wanted him to be.

“Nice hustle, Munson!” The coach called out.

But it was nothing compared to the wide grin and “Amazing catch, man. Get back out there and I’ll throw it to you again,” from Steve.

My whole existence is flawed

There was a warm buzzing starting low in his belly that had never appeared in this setting before. Maybe in the locker rooms if he was really desperate, keeping his eyes lowered so he didn’t confirm the rumors about himself.

“Go right!” His body moved instantly to comply with Steve’s shout behind him and the football fell into his arms. “Yes! Go go go!”

Steve excitedly getting in his face in the end zone was better than any high he’d achieved with illegal substances.

They were told to switch around teams halfway through and his heart sank.

“Munson’s with me, Coach!”

His head popped up to meet Steve’s cocky grin. He wanted to cement this moment in his memory forever.

The coach shrugged and waved him off, heading out a side door probably to sneak a cigarette.

“Pays to be the golden boy, huh?” Eddie teased, feeling braver now. Refusing to get his hopes up but clinging to this new feeling coursing through his body.

“You have no idea,” he smirked back before lobbing the ball towards him. “We’re on defense now. Stay on Tommy, he’s quick. You catch better than him though, you might even snag an interception.”

He wasn’t entirely sure what that meant so Eddie just nodded, swallowing down the urge to say what was swimming around his brain.

You can have my everything

“Eddie, get him!”

His body moved on its own accord, pulling Tommy’s flag from his belt and ignoring the sneer from him. Instead, immediately turning to find the ray of sunshine that was Steve coming right for him with a gorgeous grin. Oh fuck was he in trouble.

Eddie preened under the shoulder pat and bro hug he received, trying to keep his hands to himself and praying to whoever listened to metalhead prayers that his tiny shorts and baggy shirt was covering his excitement.

He almost came in his pants when Steve slapped his ass as they headed to the locker room. “Good game, Ed!”

You tear down my reason

Refusing to shower, he just dunked his head in the sink to cool off, and took his time changing. Predictably, Steve was still at the mirror fretting over his hair as everyone else hurried out to get to their next class.

“The King doesn’t need to be on time to history?” Eddie joked as he sidled up to him at the counter.

“Nah, Mrs. Jacobs loves me.”

Eddie hummed, watching Steve’s fingers move in his thick hair, guiding pieces up and forward. What he would give to be manhandled like that, put wherever Steve wanted him to be and told to stay.

He blinked at himself in the mirror. That was new.

(Help me) it’s your sex I can smell

“See something you like, Eds?” The newest manipulation of his name made him gasp, and his head shot around to the real Steve next to him.

“Uhh.”

Steve huffed a laugh at him that sent a zing of want up his spine.

Eddie watched him gather up his stuff, wiping his hands on his dirty towel. He was jealous of the towel for a second before Steve rounded on him, pressing him against the counter.

“Please,” Eddie gasped, unable to hold it back any longer.

“Please what, baby?”

His eyes almost rolled back as Steve pressed a thick thigh between his into his hardness, but he was trapped in the hazel abyss of his eyes.

“I don’t know,” he whined. “Just- ah! Please.”

Steve looked down his nose at him, somehow reading him like a book. “Just wanna do whatever I say, don’t you? Wanna be good for me?”

Eddie nodded furiously, realizing he was panting and his fists were clenched by his sides. “Yes! Y-yes sir.”

Steve groaned at that, his hips jolting forward and grinding their jean covered lengths together. “Oh fuck. That’s it. You’re gunna let me do whatever I want, aren’t you?”

He opened his mouth to respond but it was overtaken by skilled lips and a hot tongue. Eddie had never been kissed like this before, rough and desperate and mind-melting. He heard himself make an embarrassingly needy noise as he realized he could touch Steve now.

Steve hissed when Eddie’s hands rucked up his polo shirt to get into the back of his khaki slacks. Using his grip on the magnificent ass, he pulled Steve impossibly closer, grinding against each other desperately.

When he had to pull away from the kiss to suck in a breath, Steve’s talented mouth trailed wet biting kisses down his neck.

“Do you want to make us to come in our pants, or should you get on your knees for me?” Steve leaned back to look deep into his eyes and Eddie’s stomach swooped.

“Oh my god,” he panted. He knew which he would prefer but a part of him wanted Steve to force him, order him to do it.

Steve’s face darkened and he smirked at him. “My good boy wants me to pick though, huh?”

Something about the ‘my’ went straight to his dick and Eddie rutted forward, gasping as he got caught under the chin and pulled into another searing kiss.

“On your knees.”

Gazing up from the gross tiled floor, Eddie only had eyes for Steve.

“Look at you,” Steve purred. “Look so good following orders.” Eddie soaked in the praise, letting it fill up his chest with warmth, his eyes falling closed. “Take my cock out. Now.” His hardened voice brooked no argument and Eddie popped up, scrambling to undo his belt.

Tugging his tighty whiteys down and under his balls, he groaned when Steve cupped his jaw and held him still to swipe the head of his dick across his lips.

“These lips have always drove me crazy, you know that?”

Lapping his tongue across the soft skin, he sunk even deeper into this fuzzy warmth in his head. His eyes shuttered closed as he tried to nuzzle closer, but the grip on his jaw tightened.

“Open your eyes, Eds,” Steve demanded.

It was a struggle to get his eyes to cooperate, but he moaned when he was able to look up from under his lashes at Steve, standing wide legged and in complete control hovering over him.

“Good boy. Gunna fuck this perfect mouth of yours. And you’re going to fucking love it.”

Eddie nodded against his hand and tried to wriggle even closer between his spread legs. “Y-yeah, want it. Please.” He was panting and he didn’t recognize his own voice, so airy and breathless. His mouth was practically watering, waiting to be used.

“Open.”

Eddie widened his mouth and Steve fed him his dick, more slowly than Eddie expected. His hands gripped his muscular thighs and he pushed himself down to the hilt. Immediately gagging and pulling back, Steve laughed meanly at him.

“Take it easy, baby. I know, you’re already so cock drunk, I got you.”

The remaining tension and any worries Eddie had evaporated with that, and he gave a small nod. Steve had him.

(Help me) you make me perfect

Steve’s hips rocked forward but this time Eddie let himself just drift, staring up into Steve’s determined face.

“Oh shit, your fucking mouth, honey. Gunna come down your throat,” Steve groaned, now grabbing a handful of Eddie’s hair to pull him up onto his cock. “Good fucking boy,” he said through clenched teeth.

Eddie relaxed his throat and jaw as much as he could, earning himself a ragged moan from Steve that made his own dick twitch in his jeans.

“Oh my god, Eds. Gunna- fuck, you’re perfect. Oh!”

Steve’s hips jolted hard a few times and Eddie’s eyes watered as he was held to the spasming pelvis, unable to see his face as he came but swallowing as much as he could.

He knew he had a silly grin on his face when Steve pulled back, both panting as the hand in his hair let go to thumb what had spilled out onto his lips and chin back into his mouth. Eddie lapped at the fingers until Steve chuckled at him.

“Grab your stuff,” Steve ordered, Eddie’s feet moving before he realized where he was going. “I’m taking you to my place.”

Help me become somebody else