#ummmm smiles. i like. women

[elfdyke]

guys its okay i think they talked things out ^_^

[taurasiluvr]

I DON'T WANNA SEE YOU WITH ANYONE BUT ME / NOBODY GETS ME LIKE YOU / HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO LET YOU GO? / ONLY LIKE MYSELF WHEN I'M WITH YOU / NOBODY GETS ME, YOU DO──BELLINGHAM⁵

how you can help palestine

★ been thinking about fwb!jude, blame ev for the filth you're all about to read.

 ⠀ ── ⠀warnings ;; nsfw under the cut, minors dni. friends with benefits, smut with plot, p in v, unprotected sex, cheating (on r's bf), nothing too insane

 ⠀ ── ⠀rylin's notes ;; i am sooooo down bad for jude, he's my husband. also why do 80% of my fics have to do with cheating ummmm

 ⠀ ── ⠀word count ;; 5.5k

you didn't really know how this arrangement had began, all you knew was that it was very much due to jude's very evident commitment issues.

okay, maybe commitment issues were a stretch. you'd seen how he treated his friends and family with unwavering loyalty. but when it came to relationships, there was always a barrier, an unspoken rule that he couldn't let anyone get too close. or maybe he just didn't want to ─ you weren't too sure.

it all started innocently enough.

you and jude had been friends for a while, always hanging out with the same group, always finding yourselves paired off in conversations or at the same end of the couch during movie nights. there was a comfort in your friendship, a kind of ease that made everything feel natural and genuine.

one night, after a particularly intense game and a few too many drinks, you found yourselves alone in his apartment. the air was thick with a tension that had been building for months. one thing led to another, and suddenly you were waking up in his bed, sheets tangled around your legs and his arm draped over your waist.

the next morning, you both agreed it was a one-time thing, a slip-up that wouldn't happen again.

but it did. over and over, until it wasn't just an accident anymore. it became an unspoken arrangement, a way for both of you to satisfy needs without the complications of a real relationship.

you knew it wasn't ideal. you knew that every time you woke up in his bed, you were getting a little more attached, a little more hopeful that maybe he would see you as more than just a friend with benefits. but you also knew that jude had his walls up for a reason, and trying to tear them down could end up ruining everything.

so, you kept going. you played your role, took what you could get, and tried not to think about what it meant for the future.

because as long as you had him in some way, it was better than not having him at all.

seeing him with other women was the worst part of it all. now you knew you didn't really have any rational reason to be mad because he wasn't your boyfriend ─ he was just... well, it was complicated.

you hated the gut-wrenching feeling when you saw him talking to a beautiful girl at a party, his charming smile lighting up his face in a way that made your heart ache. tt was a reminder that while you had a piece of him, it wasn’t enough to keep him from seeking out others.

you tried to mask your feelings, laughing along with your friends and pretending not to notice when he slipped away with someone new. But inside, you were screaming. the rational part of you understood that you had no claim over him, no right to be jealous. yet, the emotional part couldn't help but feel a sting of betrayal every time.

 ⠀ ── ⠀

one night, it got to be too much. you saw him at a club, his arm around a girl's waist as he whispered something into her ear, making her giggle. your stomach churned, and before you knew it, you were outside, gulping in the cool night air to calm the nausea.

when you had come back inside, your initial hurt turned into bitterness. now you usually weren't so petty ─ but if jude was allowed to go and flirt with other people, why couldn't you?

you sat down at the bar, finding some solace with the alcohol you were drinking. you knew your bait had worked when you felt someone eyeing you in your peripheral, a small smile on your face.

"hello,"

he had a slight accent, his voice was gruff and sent a shiver down your spine. you turned to face him, taking in his rugged features and confident demeanor. he was attractive, no doubt, and the way he looked at you made you feel a flicker of excitement.

"hi," you replied, your voice steady despite the storm of emotions brewing inside you.

he leaned against the bar, his gaze never leaving yours. "can i buy you a drink?"

you nodded, pushing aside the guilt that tugged at your conscience. "sure, why not?"

as you sipped the cocktail he ordered for you, you couldn't help but steal glances across the room, where jude was still engrossed in conversation with the girl. the sight fueled your determination to go through with this. if jude could have his fun, so could you.

"so, what brings you here tonight?" the man asked, his eyes glinting with interest.

you shrugged, taking another sip. "my friends told me i needed to get out, they say i've been stuck in the office for too long."

he chuckled, a low sound that made your skin tingle. "i get that. they're some good friends."

the conversation flowed easily, and you found yourself relaxing in his company. he was charming and attentive, qualities that made you feel desired in a way jude never fully did. but even as you laughed at his jokes and flirted back, a part of you remained painfully aware that this was all a distraction, a way to numb the hurt.

as the night wore on, he moved closer, his hand resting on your lower back. you allowed it, leaning into the touch, craving the comfort it provided. but just as he leaned in to whisper something in your ear, you caught sight of jude watching you from across the room, his expression unreadable.

your heart skipped a beat, a mix of triumph and regret flooding through you. you had his attention now, but at what cost? you broke away from jude's gaze, your attention fully on the man next to you.

however, before you knew it ─ you two were interrupted.

"y/n," jude's voice seemed steady but as you turned to face him, his expression nothing short of intense. his eyes bore into yours, a mixture of frustration and something else you couldn't quite place.

"jude," you replied, trying to sound casual but failing miserably. the man next to you shifted awkwardly, sensing the tension.

jude's jaw tightened as he glanced at the guy beside you, then back at you. "it's getting late, let's get outta here."

"that's funny, i was just about to ask her that." the man spoke, a hint of amusement in his voice before he cleared his throat, noting that his commentary was certainly not needed.

you blinked up at him, your lips curving into a sarcastic smile. "why don't you go ask the girl who's been keeping you busy all night?"

"that's what this is about?" jude let out a huff, his gaze boring into yours. "jealousy?"

"oh, you shouldn't be talking." you shot back, your voice tinged with bitterness. "you’ve been parading around with other women all night. don’t act like you’re innocent."

jude's eyes flashed with anger. "i wasn’t doing anything different than what we've been doing all along. you knew what this was from the start."

"yeah, i did," you snapped. "but it doesn't make it any easier to watch you with someone else."

the man next to you awkwardly excused himself, sensing the argument escalating. jude barely noticed as he took a step closer to you, his frustration palpable. "so, what? you decided to flirt with some random guy to get back at me? i don't like pettiness, you know that."

you crossed your arms, trying to hold your ground. "no, not everything is about you. maybe you just don't do it for me anymore, have you thought about that? you're not everyone's ideal man, jude."

jude stared back at you, trying to process what you just said. "oh really?" he let out a laugh but it was void of the usual amusement. were you really trying to come for his ego now?

"really," you responded, standing your ground.

"so i don't do it for you anymore, is that right?" jude glared back at you as he walked closer, his tall frame towering over you. "what's it, exactly? cause i know you're not coming for my bedroom skills."

"bingo," you answered with a smirk, grabbing the drink from the table as you took a sip. "you're exactly right."

he let out a soft chuckle as his gaze darkened. "really that guy could fuck you like i do? nobody could fuck you like i do."

you felt excitement in his words, knowing you were hitting him where it hurts. and you'd hoped it'll pay off at the end of the night. "you really think you're that good?"

"i know it,"

"cocky, jude. very cocky," you purred, stepping closer to him.

the heat between you was palpable, the air thick with unresolved tension. you could feel the intensity of his gaze as it roamed over your face, down your body, and back up to meet your eyes.

"confident," he corrected, his voice low and husky. "there's a difference."

you raised an eyebrow, a playful smile tugging at your lips. "is that right?"

he leaned in, his lips brushing against your ear as he spoke. "you know it is. and i'll can prove it to you."

a shiver ran down your spine at the closeness of his body, the warmth of his breath on your skin. you set your drink down and placed a hand on his chest, feeling his heartbeat quicken under your touch.

"prove it, then," you whispered, your voice barely audible over the pounding of your own heart.

jude's eyes darkened further, a predatory gleam in them as he wrapped an arm around your waist, pulling you flush against him. his other hand cupped your cheek, tilting your head up to meet his gaze. "i will, make you remember who fucks you the best."

you licked your lips, your breath hitching as his thumb traced your lower lip. "i'm counting on it,"

with a growl, he captured your lips in a searing kiss, his hand tightening around your waist as he deepened the kiss. you melted into him, all the anger and frustration from earlier dissipating in the heat of the moment. his lips were demanding, his touch possessive, as if he was claiming you all over again.

your hands found his shoulders, pulling him closer, needing more. jude responded by lifting you effortlessly, your legs wrapping around his waist as he carried you toward the exit. the world around you faded away, leaving only the two of you and the electricity sparking between your bodies.

as he pushed open the door to his car and placed you inside, you couldn’t help but think that maybe, just maybe, this was the start of something new. something real. but you knew that was wishful thinking.

jude climbed in after you as he started the car and drove toward his place. the journey was a blur of heated kisses and whispered promises, both of you unable to keep your hands off each other.

and by the time you reached his apartment, the anticipation was nearly unbearable. he carried you inside, kicking the door shut behind him before setting you down and pinning you against the wall, his mouth trailing hot kisses down your neck.

"still think that guy could compare to me?" he murmured against your skin, his hands roaming over your body.

you moaned softly, arching into his touch. "no," you admitted breathlessly.

he smiled against your neck, his hands finding the hem of your shirt and tugging it over your head. "good. cause you’re mine, and i’m going to show you just how much you mean to me."

he carried you toward the bed, placing you down gently before hovering over you, his eyes burning with desire. you could feel the tension in the air, the electricity between you crackling with intensity.

jude's hands moved with a possessive urgency, trailing over your skin as if he needed to memorize every inch of you. your breath hitched as he leaned in, capturing your lips in another passionate kiss.

his hands were deft and skilled, knowing exactly how to make you gasp and shiver under his touch. clothes were discarded in a frenzy, the need to feel each other skin-to-skin overwhelming, leaving you naked. when he finally pushed into you, it felt like coming home, a perfect fit that made you both moan in unison.

"all mine," he whispered against your lips, his thrusts steady and deep. "don't ever forget that."

you clung to him, nails digging into his back as you matched his rhythm, losing yourself in the sensation. the way he moved, the way he touched you, it was like he was trying to prove a point with every thrust. and maybe he was. maybe this was his way of showing you just how much you meant to him, how much he needed you.

he pulled your hips upward, sitting up as he fucked into you like a starved man. his grip on your hips was firm, almost bruising, as he pulled you closer, thrusting deeper with each movement.

the intensity of his gaze bore into you, a mix of lust and possessiveness that made your heart race. your body arched off the bed, meeting him halfway, every sensation amplified by the sheer need radiating between you.

"god, you're so perfect," he groaned, his hands sliding up your sides to cup your breasts, thumbs brushing over your hardened nipples. the combination of pleasure and the raw intensity in his voice made you shiver, your body responding eagerly to his touch.

you were completely at his mercy, each thrust sending waves of pleasure through you, building higher and higher. his pace quickened, a desperate edge to his movements as if he couldn't get enough of you. you could feel the tension coiling in your core, your breaths coming in short gasps as you neared the edge.

"cum for me," he demanded, his voice a low growl that sent shivers down your spine.

the command was all it took. your body tensed, the pleasure cresting in a powerful wave that crashed over you, leaving you trembling and breathless. jude's eyes darkened with satisfaction as he watched you, his own control slipping as he followed you over the edge, his release spilling into you with a groan.

for a moment, the room was filled with nothing but the sound of your mingled breaths, the aftermath of your shared intensity leaving you both spent and sated. jude collapsed beside you, pulling you into his arms, his hold gentle now, almost tender.

"mine," he murmured again, his lips brushing your temple. "always."

you nestled against him, your fingers tracing idle patterns on his chest. "always," you echoed, the word a promise and a reminder of the connection that bound you together, for better or worse.

after that night, sex was how you fixed every little dispute you had. sure it wasn't healthy but sure as hell worked, he made sure you forgot all about why you were angry in the first place. yeah, he was cocky but it was for a reason.

 ⠀ ── ⠀

you still yearned for more.

you knew that was wishful thinking, jude was too focused on his career to even think about girls. you were the only one that he kept and you didn't know why, but you couldn't deny that it made you feel special, even if it wasn't in the way you truly wanted.

you were his escape, his relief from the pressures of his demanding life, and while you cherished the moments you had together, you couldn't shake the longing for something deeper, something more meaningful.

you often found yourself lying awake at night, replaying your conversations and encounters, searching for any sign that he might feel the same way. but jude was a closed book, his intentions unclear. it was both frustrating and intoxicating, leaving you constantly on edge, hoping for more but never quite sure if it would ever come.

one evening, after another intense round of making up, you lay in his arms, the room quiet except for the sound of your mingled breaths. jude's fingers traced lazy patterns on your skin, a touch of tenderness that made your heart ache.

"jude," you began hesitantly, unsure if you should voice the thoughts that had been plaguing you. "do you ever think about what this... what we could be if things were different?"

he stiffened slightly, his hand pausing its movements. "what do you mean?"

you took a deep breath, steeling yourself. "i mean, if you weren't so focused on football, do you think we could be more than just... this?"

jude was silent for a long moment, his gaze fixed on the ceiling. When he finally spoke, his voice was quiet, almost distant. "i don't know. my career is everything to me. it's what i've worked for my whole life."

"i get that," you said softly, turning to look at him. "but it doesn't mean you can't have something more, someone who supports you and is there for you."

he sighed, his eyes meeting yours with a mixture of regret and something else you couldn't quite decipher. "if... if things were different, sure. but not right now, i don't have time for all that right now."

all that, he called it, as if your feelings and the possibility of a deeper relationship were just another burden on his already full plate. the sting of his words was sharp, but you tried to keep your voice steady.

"all that," you repeated, a bitter smile tugging at your lips.

jude's expression softened, his hand gently cupping your cheek. "y/n, it's not that i don't want it. it's just... i can't handle more than i already have. my career, the constant travel, the pressure — it's overwhelming."

you leaned into his touch, closing your eyes briefly before opening them again to meet his gaze. "i get it, it's okay."

having some of him is better than have none of him, you kept reminding yourself as he sighed in relief, closing his eyes as he drifted off to sleep. you lay there for a while, listening to the sound of his breathing and feeling the steady rise and fall of his chest against your back.

the reality of your situation weighed heavily on you, the knowledge that you would always come second to his career. but in those quiet moments, it was hard to focus on the negative. there was something so peaceful about being in his arms, so right, that made it difficult to let go.

days turned into weeks, and the cycle continued. you took what you could get, savoring the good moments and enduring the difficult ones. your friends started to notice the change in you, the way your mood would swing based on your interactions with jude. they would offer concerned looks and ask if everything was okay, but you always brushed them off with a smile and a nonchalant "i'm fine."

deep down, you knew they were right to worry. the emotional toll of your arrangement with jude was starting to wear on you, and you were constantly on edge, wondering when the next blow would come. you tried to distract yourself with work and hobbies, but nothing seemed to fill the void that jude left when he wasn't around.

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THREE MONTHS LATER

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it's crazy how much could change within 3 months. after a while, you stopped talking to jude and he understood why ─ you were hurting and you needed time. you found a boyfriend and of course jude wasn't too happy about that, but he couldn't really do anything about it.

you met your boyfriend at a friend’s birthday party. he was charming, attentive, and most importantly, he was ready for a relationship. things moved quickly, and soon enough, you found yourself in a stable, happy relationship. he treated you with the care you had longed for, and for the first time in a while, you felt like you were moving forward.

it didn't stop you from missing jude. the excitement you got from the way his presence made your heart race, was something you couldn’t easily forget. despite your boyfriend's kindness and the stability he offered, there was a lingering sense of something unfulfilled, a part of you that still yearned for the intensity you once had with jude.

one evening, as you and your boyfriend were having dinner at your favorite restaurant, your phone buzzed with a message. you glanced at it, your heart skipping a beat when you saw jude's name.

jude: miss you.

you quickly turned your phone face down, trying to focus on the conversation with ben, but the message stayed with you, echoing in your mind. you couldn’t deny that a part of you missed him too, missed the thrill and the connection you shared.

 ⠀ ── ⠀

the euros had came and your friends had bought tickets to go see england in the quarterfinals versus switzerland, they eventually convinced you to come. the thought of seeing jude on the pitch, representing his country, filled you with a mix of excitement and nerves.

on the day of the match, the stadium was buzzing with energy. you and your friends found your seats, the sea of england fans creating a vibrant atmosphere. as the players took to the field, your eyes were immediately drawn to jude. he looked focused, determined, and undeniably handsome in his england kit.

the match was intense, with both teams fighting hard for a place in the semifinals. you cheered along with the crowd, your emotions swinging with every close call and near miss. seeing jude play with such passion and skill reminded you why you had fallen for him in the first place.

when the final whistle blew, signaling england's victory, the celebration in the stadium was electric. you watched as jude and his teammates hugged, their faces alight with joy. you couldn't take your eyes off him, feeling a deep sense of connection despite the physical distance between you.

after the match, your friends had gotten invited to the celebratory party due to their connections to the english players. you knew you'd eventually be seeing jude and you just had to trust yourself to not fall in his trap once again.

well, you were wrong.

your legs tightened around jude's waist as he pushed the door of his hotel room open, his lips never leaving yours. he closed the door with his foot, pushing you against it when it closed.

you moaned against his lips as his hands roamed over your body, his touch igniting a fire within you. his kisses were demanding, filled with a hunger that mirrored your own. you could feel the intensity of his desire, the way he held you close as if afraid you might slip away.

"jude," you breathed, your fingers tangling in his hair. "we shouldn’t be doing this."

"i know," he murmured against your skin, his lips trailing down your neck. "can’t help it. i need you, y/n. how can i celebrate without you?"

his words sent a shiver down your spine, and any resolve you had left melted away. you had tried to move on, to build a new life with your boyfriend, but being in jude's arms again felt like coming home.

"just this once," you whispered, your voice barely audible.

he pulled back slightly, his eyes searching yours. "just this once," he agreed, though you both knew it was a lie.

with a growl, he captured your lips again, his hands gripping your hips as he carried you to the bed. he laid you down gently, his body pressing against yours as he deepened the kiss. you could feel the heat between you growing, the familiar ache of desire spreading through you.

"god, i’ve missed this," he groaned, his hands sliding under your shirt. "missed you."

"me too," you admitted, your breath hitching as his fingers brushed against your skin.

clothes were quickly discarded until you were in left in your bra and underwear, the urgency between you leaving little room for hesitation. jude's touch was both familiar and electrifying, every caress reminding you of the connection you had tried so hard to forget. he moved with a confidence that made your heart race, his hands and lips worshipping your body as if making up for lost time.

"mine," he murmured against your ear, his voice rough with emotion. "no one else can make you feel like this."

"yes," you gasped, arching into his touch. "i’m yours, jude. always."

his eyes darkened with possessiveness, a primal satisfaction evident in his gaze. "i’ll never let you go again," he promised, his lips crashing into yours with renewed fervor.

his hands found your hips as he pushed you into the mattress, you let out another moan at his roughness. something your boyfriend never managed to do, you were never satisfied with the sexual part of your relationship.

he began rubbing his finger against your clothed core, his ego skyrocketing at the wetness that was already soaking through your panties. "look at you," he murmured, his voice dripping with pride. "so wet for me."

you whimpered in response, your hips bucking against his hand. "jude, please," you begged, the need in your voice unmistakable.

"please what?" he teased, his fingers slipping under the fabric to stroke you directly. "tell me what you want, y/n."

"i want you," you gasped, your body trembling with anticipation. "i need you inside me, jude. now."

"oh yeah?" his voice was hoarse as he gazed down at you, taking in your form. he stopped his movements as he licked his lips, "does he fuck you like i do? tell me."

jude was teasing and you hated it. you also loved it, loved the way he made you work for it.

"no," you admitted breathlessly, your hips moving in a desperate attempt to find some friction. "no one fucks me like you do, jude. only you."

a satisfied smirk tugged at the corners of his mouth. "that's what i thought," he murmured, his fingers resuming their torturous movements. "you're mine, y/n. always have been, always will be."

"please," you begged, your voice breaking with need. "i need you, jude. please."

"aw, poor baby. bet you haven't cum in a while, right? he looks like he doesn't know how to fuck, right?" jude mocked as he leaned in closer to press a soft kiss to your forehead. "he's a damn loser. let me show you how a real man fucks, yeah?"

"please," you repeated as you nodded, too lost in the pleasure to think clearly.

he chuckled softly, clearly relishing the power he held over you. "since you asked so nicely," he said, positioning himself at your entrance. with a single, powerful thrust, he filled you completely, drawing a loud moan from your lips.

the sensation was overwhelming, the pleasure so intense that it bordered on pain. jude moved with a possessiveness that left you breathless, each thrust driving you closer to the edge.

his hands found your hips as he began fucking into you, your body arching to meet his every thrust. each movement was deliberate and intense, a reminder of the connection you shared and the passion that had never truly faded.

"god, you feel so good," he groaned, his grip tightening as he quickened his pace. "so tight, fuck. like you were made for me."

"yes," you gasped, your nails digging into his shoulders as you clung to him. "only you, jude. no one else."

the words seemed to drive him wild, his thrusts becoming even more frantic as he pushed you both closer to the edge. the room was filled with the sounds of your bodies, each moan and gasp a testament to the intensity of the moment.

"can't get enough of you," he muttered, his voice rough with emotion. "i need you, y/n. always."

"always," you echoed, your own voice trembling with the force of your feelings. "i'm all yours, jude."

the coil of pleasure inside you tightened with each thrust, building to a crescendo that left you breathless and desperate for release. jude's movements became almost frenzied, his own need evident as he chased his climax.

"cum for me," he commanded, his voice a low growl. "wanna feel you come around me."

the words sent you over the edge, your body convulsing with the intensity of your orgasm. you cried out his name, the pleasure washing over you in waves that left you trembling and gasping for breath.

jude followed moments later, his own release hitting him with the force of a tidal wave. he buried himself deep inside you, his body shuddering as he spilled into you, as if he was reclaiming all over again. for a long moment, you both lay there, tangled together and utterly spent.

finally, he shifted, rolling onto his side and pulling you into his arms. you nestled against him, savoring the warmth and closeness. his fingers traced lazy patterns on your back, a tender gesture that made your heart ache with longing.

"break up with him," he spoke, his voice was hoarse.

"jude..." you moved your head so you could face him, a frown curving your lips. "it's not that easy,"

"you just cheated on him and all it took were a couple drinks." he replied nonchalantly, his voice tinged with annoyance. "obviously he doesn't fuck you well, cause you felt this the moment i touched you."

"it's not just about that," you protested, your voice a mixture of guilt and frustration. "he's a good guy. he treats me well, and i do care about him."

"but you don't love him," jude shot back, his eyes locking onto yours with an intensity that made your heart skip a beat. "not the way you love me."

the truth in his words stung, and you knew he was right. but breaking up with your boyfriend wasn't just about ending a relationship; it meant facing the reality of your feelings for jude and the complicated situation you found yourselves in.

"i don't want to hurt him," you admitted, your voice barely above a whisper.

"but you can't keep pretending." he spoke, his gaze never leaving yours. "look, i know... i was selfish."

was, as in past tense. you noted.

"i wasn't thinking about what you wanted and... i knew i wasn't fulfilling your emotional needs. i didn't know what i had til you left," jude continued, his voice sincere. "god, nobody does it like you. i've looked but nobody feels like you and it's deeper than just sex it's..."

he paused, feeling vulnerable as he sighed. where was he even going with this?

"it's everything," jude finally said, his voice softening. "it's the way you make me feel, the way you understand me without me having to say a word. it's the way you laugh, the way you support me, the way you just... get me."

you felt your heart swell at his words, the sincerity in his eyes making you believe every word. it was everything you had wanted to hear, but the reality of your situation made it hard to fully embrace it.

"jude, i need you to understand that this isn't just about you and me," you said gently, trying to convey the complexity of your feelings. "i do care about ben, and breaking up with him is going to hurt him. i can't just ignore that."

"i know," he replied, his hand cupping your cheek. "and i'm not asking you to ignore it. i'm asking you to be honest with yourself and with him. you deserve to be happy, and so does he. even if it means going through some pain first."

you sighed, knowing he was right. it was a difficult decision, but staying in a relationship where your heart wasn't fully invested was unfair to both you and ben.

"okay," you said softly, leaning into his touch. "i'll talk to him. but jude, i need you to promise me something."

"anything," he replied, his eyes full of determination.

"i need you to be all in," you said, your voice steady despite the emotion in your chest. "if we're going to do this, i need to know that you're committed, that this isn't just about the thrill or the sex. i need to know that you're ready for something real."

jude's eyes softened, and he nodded, his hand gently squeezing yours. "i promise, y/n. i'm all in. i want this to work, more than anything. and i'll do whatever it takes to make sure you know that."

with those words, a sense of resolve settled over you. it wouldn't be easy, and there would be challenges ahead, but for the first time, you felt like you were moving in the right direction.

as you lay back in his arms, feeling the warmth and security of his embrace, you knew that this was the beginning of a new chapter. one where you were finally choosing to follow your heart, no matter where it led.

if you enjoyed, any interaction is greatly appreciated!

with love, rylin 𝜗𝜚

[earlysunshines]

hi i wanna know details abt ur y/n moment in exchange for my “i think i have a type moment” if u accept d trade

girl i can't breathe im used to getting compliments from people bc its inevitable seeing what I do for my job but yeah basically story down below I kinda tried to remember as much as I could

i was kinda just waiting as these three women were browsing for stuff we sell bc its in a display and then like I didn't even really notice how pretty she was bc girl I'm tired as hell I was like six hours into the shift and yeah and then ummmmmmm idk I'm just standing there waiting to help when they need it and this BEAUTIFUL WOMAN with like blonde box braids OH MY GOD she was gorgeous I cant. guys. anyways yea and she said smth and I didn't hear and then I was like "sorry what?" and she's like "I like your hair!" and Im like smiley bc I love! compliments yes and I notice that she's lit gorgeous and smile a lil more bc shes omfg. i can't.

anyways!!! her mom or smth idfk i package desserts for them and then ring them up and the mom (probably) is telling me its HER bday and I tell her happy birthday!! and she thanks me lalalalla yes and then I decide before they leave I grab a lil pastry and hand it on the house and go back behind the counter bc I actually have to do my job and ummmm yeah she gets my attention like a few seconds later saying "thank you you're so sweet let me give u a hug" and she's like literally at the entrace/exit and I am at the register and she hugs herself to gesture her giving ME a hug and I laugh and hug myself too and that's it it was actually so funny and cute I love my job sometimes im not tweaking out anymore but

little things like this make me love love love people and my job and I Love when small things make my day (well night it was like 8pm)

YES PLS TELL ME YOUR I HAVE A TYPE MOMENt pls.. i also had that realization like two days ago as well

[cyberfox123]

I'm sorry part 1

* It shows Cyberfox looking at the computer screen. She looks sad as she sighed. *

" What you doing out here all by yourself Cyberfox? " * Nightwolf said as he walked in the room. *

" Oh um just.... It's nothing. " * She turned the computer screen off. *

" He will be back don't worry. "

* Cyberfox looks to the side. * " It's been a week and he has not contacted us at all. "

* Nightwolf walks to his computer and sits down. Pushing buttons the screen turned back on. * " See that red dot ? "

* Cyberfox looked up. * " Yes what about it ? "

" It shows he is not that far away. "

" You saying he is coming back ? " * She smiled. *

" We'll ummmm I don't know but you can contact him. "

" I .... I don't want to bother him. Besides what if he is trying to keep quiet and sneaky. And I call him and they find him and. "

" Calm down Fox but I see your point. Can't tell if it's a good time to. "

* She looks sad as she sits down. * " I looked for him for a hole year I finally found him again and. " * She looks down hiding her face. *

* Nightwolf smiles a little. * " I understand you are frustrated. But he said he will be back and like I said if anything happens. He will let us know I am sure. "

* Sub-zero is walking holding his one arm it appears to be broken he stumbles. * " Dammit Bi-han stop running away and fight me. "

* Noob comes from the shadows. * " Don't call me that.... That part of me is dead I am Noob. "

* Sub-zero stands ready he looks to be in pain. * " Fight me let's end this. "

" You seem to want to die that or you are just that stupid. To think you can beat me. " * He chuckled in a deep voice. * " Your biggest mistakes was fighting me alone. "

" I am fighting you one on one that is the Honorable way. "

" Hahahahhahahahahahahah honor don't make me laugh. I don't care to fight fair I am dead because I fought with honor. Wall your friend throws water at me. With the help of kitana how is that fair? "

" I am not here to talk about the past I am here to stop you. "

" Stop me from what. "

" To stop what you have become. "

* Noob smiles under his mask. * " Your dead. " * Noob runs at sub-zero he kicks him but sub-zero grabs his foot and throws him into the wall it cracked. *

" Emmmm. " * Sub-zero Shakes in pain as he puts his arm back down. * " You used that move already. "

* Noob gets up and stumbled. * " I know the real reason you are doing this. "

" Oh really what is that Noob ? "

" Because of that women Cyberfox. "

* Sub-zero loses the light in his eye's. *

* Noob Chuckled. * " You are here fighting me wall she is all alone. "

" Shut up she is not alone. The other's are with her. "

" Strange place people she doesn't know. Mean while you are here ready to die. Her looking for you. Crying where is sub-zero he is gone I can't find him Boo who. " * Pretending to cry. *

" I SAID SHUT UP! " * Sub-zero kicks Noob across the head he hits the wall it cracked more. As sub-zero breathing becomes heavy. *

* Noob gets back up and cracked his neck. * " She just got you back and you run away again. Just imagine how that must feel. How much it would hurt to find out you where dead just when she found you again. " * Dose fake crying again. *

" Do you ever shut up. I know it's not easy for her. But I am doing this to stop you so you can't hurt. Us or anyone else if I made you into this... Then it's my job to stop you. "

* Noob laughed as his clone comes from the ground. *

* Sub-zero closed his eye's as he takes something from his pocket. His arms get covered in ice. *

* Noob looks his eye's widened. * " Wait where did you get that. "

" The temple looks like you missed something. "

" GIVE ME THAT !? "

* Sub-zero punches Noob his mask brakes into Peace's he brakes through the wall as the wall falls down onto him. * " Wow did I just... " * He looks at it and ice forms up his arm to his shoulder. *

* He sees the rocks move as black Tar comes through the cracks. And formed Noob he is beaten up. And dropped to one knee shaking. * " That should be mine. "

" This end's now Brother. " * He form's an ice sword and walks up to Noob he picks him up by the neck. *

" STOP. " * a voice said from the shadows. *

" Show yourself. " * Sub-zero said. *

* Smoke comes from the shadows as a cyborg. *

* Sub-zeros eye's widen. * " Smoke what are you doing here? "

" Noob saved me the Grandmaster after what I did he had me. Discarded like a piece of trash. But..... Noob found me he .... Put me back together and gave me my freedom back. "

* Sub-zero looks at Noob with anger still chocking him. *

" Sub-zero stop or all have to stop you. "

" You remember are promise to never fight in Kombat... "

* Smoke looks to the side like he was thinking. * " Yes but you are going to kill your brother. "

" He is not my brother he died in the mortal Kombat tournament. " * Loosen his grip. *

" I died I was torn apart and you didn't give up on me. And Neath did he. "

" He tried to kill me and Cyberfox. " * He clenched his teeth. *

" He is fighting his demons just as you are. "

" Don't compare me to him Smoke.... " * He dropped Noob. *

* Noob gasped for air rubbing his neck he get up. * " What are you doing Smoke. " * Cough. *

" Looks like I am saving your life. "

* Sub-zero walks over to Smoke. * " It's.... Good to see you old friend I ... AHHHHH! " * He Gripped his arm in pain as the ice that formed up his arm digs in deep. *

" What is wrong sub-zero?! " * Smoke sounds worried. *

* Noob laughed. * " Hahahahaha just as I thought your to weak to handle it's power give it to me. "

" Emmmm ahhhhh like I would let you have this power. "

" Sub-zero maybe you should. "

" You are blind Smoke he doesn't care. About Ahhhh me or anyone else Ahhhh. He just wants to use you for his own personal gain " * The ice digs into his arm it started to bleed. As this arm starts to flash and Cyberfox is seen. *

" Sub-zero ? Are you there we got a distress call. Sub-zero? "

" Cyberfox. "

* Noob and smoke look at his arm. *

" Sub-zero oh my Raiden your there. Sub-zero where are you so we can help. "

" Don't AHHHHHHH come looking for me yet. "

" Sub-zero what's wrong I don't care I am coming to find you. And take you back with us and... Is that Smoke and Noob? "

" Cyberfox Hahah it's me Smoke . "

" I SAID STAY AWAY!"

* Cyberfox jumped her eye's water. *

* Noob Smiles and grabbed sub-zeros arm. * " Is that anyway to talk to your dear Cyberfox. Seeing you want to know we are at. "

Sub-zero:" NO!" * He brakes the screen on his arm and throws it to the ground. *

" Sub-zero .. SUB-ZERO ! "

* The other's walk in and see Cyberfox Yelling and holding back tears. *

" What happened? " * Kitana said looking worried. *

" Su.... Sub-zero he doesn't want me to find him I seen Smoke and Noob. He looked like he was in pain we have to find him. " * She started to cry as she gripped the table. *

* Kitana walked over to Cyberfox and put her hand on her shoulder. * " We will find him don't worry Cyberfox I am sure Nightwolf can track him. " * She looked at Nightwolf. *

" Oh yeah I can. " * He played around on his computer and a light flashed. * " There he is. " * Nightwolf smiles trying to cheer her up. *

" Well what are we waiting for let's go get him. " * Sonya said as she ran to the jets. *

" Come on Cyberfox everything will be alright. He won't be taken down so easy. Come on. * Stryker ran to his jet. *

* Cyberfox following close behind they get in the jet. And Cyberfox sits where sub-zero would of been. She looked sad. * " But he said he didn't want me to find him yet we should not go. "

* Stryker looks back at her. * " What was that Cyberfox? "

" I don't think we should go he said. "

" Nonsense you said he needed help. Two agent one is not fair you just going to sit here. And let him die after going through all that just to get him back. "

* Cyberfox looks at him. * " He is doing it to protect me. He wants to keep me away. From Noob why he left he doesn't want to lose me. " * She looks down hiding her face. *

" Hey. " * Stryker said sounding worried. * " I say it's about time you protect him. "

* Cyberfox looks up at Stryker with a small smile. As they go to help Sub-zero. *

* Sub-zero is breathing heavily as his arm sparked. Where the screen was. *

" Now why did you do that? It would be like one big Reunion. " * Noob Chuckled*

" I don't want her here I want you away from her. " * He shakes and dropped on one knee as the ice digs. More and more into his arms. *

" Awwww so even smoke can't see her. Your becoming colder then me. "

* Sub-zero looks at Smoke. * " No just you Bi-han. "

* Noob looks angry. * " I said don't call me BI-HAN! " * Noob punches sub-zero in his weakened state. Sub-zero falls back like a rag Doll as the ice brakes off. On his arms. *

" AHHHHH!"* Sub-zero gets up shaking

* " Forgive me. " * His vision starts to fade. *

" Time to finish this. "

* Smoke stands in front of Sub-zero blocking Noob. *

" Out of my way Smoke. "

" I can't let you do this. "

" ......Then you .... Will die as we'll. " * Noobs clone grabbed Smoke holding him in place. *

" Let me go you don't have to do this." * Smoke said trying to get away. *

* Noob puts his face close to Smokes. * " Your just a cyborg now. Your not even a man you should not even. Be allowed to live I saved you your life belongs to me. *

* Smoke looks to the side. * " He... He was right. You don't give a Dame about me. "

" I could of let you rust there but I didn't. "

* Sub-zero get himself back as he starts to see again. * " Smoke? "

" Sub-zero." * They hear the sound of metal being torn. *

" SMOKE!" * Sub-zero yells his voice sounds Shaky. *

* Smoke looks back at Noob as he sees his arm is. Throw his chest black oil and blood runs down. Noobs arm as he looks up at Smoke with a smile.* " How h...how c... could y...you. " * Smoke passed out as Noob pulls his arm out of his chest. Smoke hits the ground lifeless. *

" I told you.. . You belong to me. "

* Sub-zero becomes in ranged as he clenched his teeth and fist. * " SMOKE NOOOOO!" * Sub-zero becomes blinded by rage as he tackles Noob to the ground and start to strange him. * " YOUR NOT MY BROTHER YOUR A MONSTER! I HATE YOU I HATE YOU ALL KILL YOU DIE DIE ! "

* Noob just looks at sub-zero and smiles and kicks him off of him and coughs. * " You don't get it do you. "

" Shut up I am done with you Noob. "

" I don't understand. " * He clenched his fist. *

" ......"

" I am dead why do I feel pain. "* He looks at his hand with Smoked blood. * " I don't feel sadness I don't feel anything why don't I feel anything inside. " * His hand starts to shake. *

* Sub-zero looks at Noob showing sadness. *

" I can't I can't feel anything inside why why why why . " * He hugs himself and digs his nails into his arms as they bleed purple blood. * " What is this you don't understand. " * He stopped and looked at Sub-zero with anger. * " You still get to feel something. "

* Sub-zero just looks at him and looks to the side. * " Even when you where alive you didn't feel anything. "

" I just didn't show it. I was to proud to show it... No To strong to show it. "

" Either way I can't forgive you for what you have done. To the ones I care about * He looks at smokes lifeless body. Then Looks back at Noob and clenched his fist.* to the woman I love. "

* Noob Chuckled. * " Still thinking about her? She is a distraction. I am going to enjoy making her watch as I kill you. " * He looks up. * " Speaking of. "

* Sub-zero looks up. * " Dammit I thought I told her. "

* Noob Smiles under his broken mask. * " looks like she wanted to see me after all. "

* Sub-zero looks at Noob. He hears them all run towards them. * " Stay back Everyone this is my fight. "

* They all stop. *

* Sonya crossed her arms. * " How about thanks for coming to help. "

* Cyberfox looked at Sub-zero and Noob with sadness. *

* Raidens eye's flash lighting. * "Do as he says."

" Are you serious look at him he needs. "

" Enough Sonya he can fight his own Battle's. "

* Sonya Roles her eye's. * " So we came here to watch. " * She looks at Cyberfox she sees she is shaking. * " Hey are you alright Fox? " * Sounds worried. *

* She is looking at Smoke laying on the ground. Cyberfox run's to his lifeless body and see the hole in his chest. She shakes as she hugs his head to her chest. * " Smoke what happened to you? "

" Oh that's right you never seen what happened to your friend. " * Sonya looks upset. * " I am sorry. "

" I told you not to come here. "

" Sub-zero I ...."

" Unlike Kuai I am glad you are here save me the trouble of hunting you down. "* Smiles.*

* Cyberfox looks angry. * " You did this to Smoke didn't you. "

" He is fine all just put him back together. " * Smiles. * " Maybe make him forget I even did that to him. "

* Cyberfox clenched her fist *

" Enough of this talk Noob, Cyberfox stay out of the way. "

* She hold Smokes head to her chest and nodes. *

* Ice Goes up sub-zeros arm again.*

* Noob Smiles. *

To be continued...

[lokisprettygirl]

Lose me to Love you (Loki x Female Reader) (AU) (18+)

Read Chapter 24 here / Series Masterlist

Chapter 25

Summary: The brothers meet again.

Trigger Warning: 18+, Description of rape and assault, panic attack, violence against women, Extreme dark themes, Sexual abuse, physical abuse, public sex, Rough violent sex, 18+, Steamy stuff, age difference ,Rough language, mention of suicide, talk of virginity and slut shaming, manipulative behaviour, mention of trauma, smut, toxic relationship between main characters. Dark themes, cult stuff

You kept your eyes on him as he drove you towards Thor's creepy dungeon again. You didn't know why he was taking you there but you knew you were completely safe as long as you had him, your eyes drifted towards the strained knuckles on the steering wheel and that's when you noticed the bruise on them.

"What happened there?" You asked him so he shrugged in a manner that always meant "Don't worry about it"

You continued to stare at his face so he looked to the side and gave you the smile that made you want to curl up to him immediately. Moments like this made you wish you were as small as a cat.

"What?" He asked you as your fingers caressed his scalp.

"Can't I just stare at the sexiest guy to walk this planet without being interrupted?" He chuckled as you answered him,

"You really do suck at flirting sweetheart"

"As if you're any better" you smiled at him and you could see the wheels turning in his head.

"I don't need to flirt with you to fuck you" your breath quickened at the deep sultry voice he used.

"That is ummmm well it's true"

It took two hours, you even fell asleep on the way and he couldn't help but keep his eyes on your sleeping form. His heart fluttered at the sight, maybe he needed to cuddle you up sometimes later. He really wanted to make you feel cherished but he just didn't know how to do that, he was only good at fucking things up and hurting you, that came naturally to him, it was in his genes.

He looked around properly this time as Thor's place arrived, it was deep into the woods with no sight of other human beings whatsoever.

"Hey darling wake up" the back of his fingers rubbed over your cheek so you opened your eyes and looked at him. You took your seat belt off and climbed onto his lap like a cat, he appreciated that alot. His arms wrapped around your body as you snuggled into him

"You trust me right?" He asked you again so you hummed in response. Of Course you trusted him, it just felt a little weird to be back here "You're safe I promise okay? He won't hurt you..if he does I'll kill him right on the spot"

"Okay daddy..kiss me" a smile crept on his lips as you mumbled like a child, he grabbed the back of your neck and kissed you as passionately as he could but before it could get heated you heard a knock on the window of his side and it made you jump. It was Thor so loki lowered down the glass of the window.

"Time is up love birds" he snickered so you glared at him "Ohh hey little starling"

You winced at the nickname, it wasn't new, he used to call you that when you were just a kid, you remembered him visiting your mother at the center, especially at nights sometimes when your daddy wasn't there. As he opened the door you looked at Loki so he assured you with his eyes and you stepped out, as soon as Loki came out you grabbed onto his fingers.

"Thor"

"Loki"

They glared at each other momentarily before Thor started to walk away, his dungeon seemed weird, he probably bought it on Craigslist, it was under the ground, there was no structure, just a narrow corridor that lead to a hall and it had four rooms in total, you recognised the one he had kept you in. At the end of the hall there was a kitchenette and what you assumed was his living space

"Where is mother?" Loki asked him as he looked around.

"Sent her someplace away, don't worry about her, she won't trouble you and your little starling…sit down..relax" You crossed your arms as Thor said that

"And where is she?" You looked at him confused as Loki questioned again.

"The first room" Thor answered him

"Where is who?" You asked Loki so he sighed.

"Just stay here and relax okay I'll be back in a few"

"You're leaving me alone with him?" Your eyes teared up so Loki looked at Thor, Thor was looking at him with a constant smile on his face.

"Don't worry okay? Just calm down, I just need you to trust me" He said to you so you nodded, he kissed your forehead before he walked back into the narrow corridor that led to the first room. You turned around and glared at Thor before you picked a chair and sat down.

"Sooooooo what will you have? I have wine, whiskey, plain ol' orange juice..no tea or coffee unfortunately"

He said to you but you didn't respond so he sat down with a glass of whiskey on the single couch. You looked at him and you were going to say something insulting and super mean but then you remembered his life, he wasn't exactly spared from the abuse, you were mad at him for never protecting Loki but maybe just like Loki he didn't have a choice either.

"Lucky lad ain't he, got a sweet girl who'd come back to her kidnappers house so willingly" he smiled but his eyes were teary.

"He'll kill you if you even try–"

"Oh nooo noo ..not trying anything, you're like a sister to me now" you scrunched your face as he said that.

"I'm just going to forget that you didn't drug me that night and kidnapped me and slapped me and tried to rape me"

"I wasn't going to do the rape thingy ..not really, just wanted to see you piss your pants with fear but you surprised me little starling" you rolled your eyes as he said that.

"Why are we here?" He chugged on his drink before he answered you.

"He wanted to see her"

"See who? You said Frigga wasn't here"

"Natasha" your eyes widened at the name. Why the fuck was she here?

"Wait what?"

"Do you really think she changed her statement because she suddenly wanted to be nice?" He chuckled and you didn't need to ask more questions.

"Loki I swear if you don't get me out of here.. I'll destroy you and everything you care about" Loki chuckled as she threatened him. She was in position to do so right now.

"How does it feel to be taken against your will this time for real?" He asked her as he sat down on the chair in front of the bed.

"I have a child, he needs me loki.. pleaseee" her eyes teared up but it only made him feel better.

"Well I'm glad it's not a girl, hell knows you don't deserve a baby girl after what you have done" she chuckled as he said that.

"You think you're on some sort of higher moral ground here lokiii? Really" She taunted him so he smiled.

"I actually don't. I know who I am but you seem to have forgotten. How long do you think you'll survive here? You know how Thor gets when he's ummm angry" her jaw clenched and the facade dropped again.

"Odin should have killed you both" his eyes teared up as she said that. She hasn't changed at all and she never would, he never should have trusted her at all knowing that she fancied a man like his father.

"Anyways just in case you don't know I know where your boy is so don't act funny, I won't hesitate to add one more name to the list of children who have died because of me" The arrogance melted away from her face as he said that. For once she actually feared him.

"You can't do that Loki..you're not like that…pleasse I'm sorry..I'll do whatever you want..just please don't hurt him..you're not like that I know" she begged him and he closed his eyes at the relief he felt in the moment. He looked at her intently and then smiled devilishly.

"Ohhh try me, why don't you? I am Odin's son after all"

After staring at each other for a while, You stood up and walked towards Thor so he looked at you, he wondered if you were going to slap him again.

"Have you ever been hugged?" He looked at you confused as you questioned him.

"What?"

"Stand up"

"What are you doing starling?" He chuckled so you grabbed his arm and made him stand up then you hugged him as appropriately as you could.

"You're supposed to hug me back" you mumbled to him so he wrapped his arms around you.

"Ummmm what is thisss?"

"It's called hugging..it makes you feel better"

"How many times you have hugged my brother in past few years?"

"Plenty of times"

"Is he better? Less evil? Saner now?"

"He never was evil" Thor chuckled as you said that even though he knew you weren't wrong, he has spent sleepless nights thinking about his life at the center, he wanted to change his past, he wanted to go back and protect his Little brother but it was impossible to do that now. That day when he was on top of you and you begged him to protect Loki, he saw it as a chance to redeem himself, he hoped it would make him sleep that night but nothing of that sort happened.

"What's going on here?" You heard Loki's voice so you pulled away from his brother.

"Before you punch me in the face she came onto me and not vice versa" Thor chuckled and you glared at him.

"It was just a hug…my goddddd" you walked towards Loki and got on your tiptoes to kiss him. You heard Thor whistling in a teasing manner so you stopped immediately.

"What are we going to do with her?" Loki made you sit down on the couch as he questioned Thor.

"You tell me brother..I can ..you know..push her off the cliff or something" your eyes widened as Thor said that, these people talked about murder as if it was nothing. You were going to say something but as you felt Loki's fingers running over your scalp you ate your words and relished in the feeling like a starved puppy.

"That's only going to come back and bite us in the arse, I need her to confess that she came here because of Odin"

"Leave it upto me then..here..have this" Loki looked at the glass of whisky as Thor offered him "Don't worry ..no drugs" Thor gave you that infuriating smile again so you rolled your eyes. Loki grabbed the glass and took a sip.

"Give her something to eat" he said to Thor.

"I offered..she denied "

"Do you blame her you oaf?"

"Noooo" Thor walked towards the kitchenette and took out a pre-made sandwich from the fridge to pass it to you which you took hesitantly.

"What is your new name now?" You asked Thor and Loki wondered the same, he never really asked, it's not as if they both had a proper conversation since Thor shoved himself back into his life.

"It's Theo" you chuckled as he said that

"I mean it's fine..nice name..it's just too similar to Thor" you chomped on your sandwich as you finished your sentence.

"I wanted something with Th..you think your name is nice? It sucks ..y/n.. huhhh what even is that?" He retaliated and before the back and forth could continue Loki intervened.

"Where's mother?" Loki asked him

"Told you she's safe somewhere..need one more?" He pointed towards the empty glass Loki was holding so he nodded. You didn't want to stop him if he wanted to drink with his brother, you couldn't even imagine how weird this must be for him but you knew he still cared about his brother so you wanted them to bond with each other.

"I'm going to look around" you stood up to give them a little privacy but loki grabbed your arms.

"Don't go up there to wander okay?" He told you sternly so you pressed a kiss on his cheek.

"Okay daddy" Thor's eyes widened at the name but he didn't say anything.

"Ask him first" you turned to Thor as Loki said that. He indeed acted like your father sometimes.

"Can I look around?" You asked him so he nodded, as you disappeared out of their sight Loki sat down on the couch and sighed.

"What kind of fucked up relationship do you share with her?" Thor asked him as he pulled up a chair next to him, he did refill both of their glasses again before he sat down.

"The same kind you shared with her mother" Thor's eyes teared up as he was reminded of her again.

"It's not the same is it?"

"Not really"

"Does she know about us? Me and her mother?" He asked Loki

"I don't know..she never talks about her mother, only mentions her when she's trying to make a point"

"Do you love her?" Loki chuckled as Thor questioned him

"What is love really? Monsters like us don't deserve that"

"You do. You saved a life at least "

"That won't erase my sins" he chugged on his drink in one go and picked the bottle up from the floor to fill his glass again.

"Well ..at least you got her to take your mind off" Thor chuckled so Loki glared at him.

"She's not a fucking distraction"

"Then what is she to you?"

"Necessity"

Thor smiled as Loki said that. He was happy for his brother, he deserved to have someone in his life.

"What about you?" Loki asked him so Thor sighed deeply .

"Got drunk and married this chick in Vegas once, lasted like a year, sex was amazing but she couldn't handle the secret relationship..she was kind of famous at the time" Loki looked at him confused as Thor said that.

"I got married too once..you must already know her since you sent her to spy on me"

"Mother wanted it and it was fun to do it not gonna lie"

"You're an asshole "

"Thanks, still can't wrap my mind around the fact that you found a woman to marry you in her right mind"

Loki chuckled as Thor said that. Now that he looks back he couldn't believe either that a woman like Jolene chose to marry him. Why would anyone do that? Why would you even love him? That question always bothered him.

You laid down on the bed in one of the rooms, there was a roof window on the ceiling and you could see the stars lightening up which seemed beautiful, it also terrified you because anyone could find the basement and look inside the room. You sat up as you heard the door opening, it was loki though so you took a breath of relief.

"Hey there" you mumbled softly as he closed the door, he seemed drunk.

"I'm a bit buzzed so we should wait before I drive us back" he mumbled as he took his jacket off, leaving him in that white shirt he had on this morning. He looked up at the window and his brows furrowed "That's cool"

"Come lie down with me" you tapped the side of the bed next to you so he kissed you before he lowered you down on the bed.

"Thank you" he mumbled as he sucked on your neck

"For what?"

"For trusting me enough to come with me here, I know it wasn't easy" your hands sneaked inside his shirt so you could caress his skin, your fingers ran over the long scars on his back and he moaned slightly at the feeling.

"You don't have to thank me, I'll follow you to the hell and back" he looked at you lovingly and kissed on your cheek before he laid next to you, you lifted his arm up and placed your head down on his bicep, you could feel his fingers caressing your shoulders while the other hand linked with yours. Your fingers mindlessly trailed over his forearm, the only light coming into the room was from the starry night that reflected right upon your faces because of the roof window

"What is the plan Loki? I know she should be punished for what she has done but this is not the way" you mumbled softly so he hummed in response

"I just need her to confess that's it"

"You know they'd look for her"

"I know baby..I'll take care of it I promise"

You turned your head to the side and kissed him, he tasted like whiskey and smoke, he never really smoked unless he was extremely stressed. He didn't have any bad habits, the only one he had was promiscuity, you had fixed that one too hopefully. You kissed the bruises on his knuckles and he smiled even though it was getting hard for him to keep his eyes open.

"I love you lolo"

"And I love you sweet buttons"

Yeah he was definitely drunk.

Your legs spooned around his waist, the bulge in his pants made you want to rub against him but you didn't want to take advantage of his drunken state, you knew he'd never do that to you if situations were reversed.

"Touch me darling" your breath hitched as he whispered softly.

"You're drunk baby"

"I know what I'm asking for..touch me ..please" he grabbed your hand and placed it on his hardening cock so you rubbed him up and down slowly. You opened the button of his jeans and unzipped him, his hard cock slipped out of the confinement so you stroked him in your fist, he laid down on his back as the sensation grew, your mouth latched onto his neck, the precum dripped down so you collected it with your thumb and used it to aid your movement. The ragged moans escaped his throat and you wished you could have captured this moment into a film somehow because you didn't think you'd ever get to see something so pretty ever again.

You lifted yourself up to kiss him while your hand continued to work his cock, you were practically on top of him but you didn't think he noticed that just yet. You didn't want him to notice either.

"Goddd my goddd you're beautiful you know? So beautiful" you whispered the praise in his ear and his jaw flexed.

"So are you baby..fuckk keep going little girl..i fucking love you yeah? Daddy loves you so much" You kissed him again as he finished his mindless words. You didn't think he even knew what he meant at the moment.

"I love you Loki, you're loved baby, you're so loved and you always will be..you'll always have me i promise"

As he came all over your hands he moaned your name out loud, you allowed the moment to pass by you before you got up and used the bathroom to clean him, he seemed intoxicated out of his mind so you pulled his pants up and laid down next to him to hold him as tightly as you could. You knew you both won't be going back home tonight.

In the middle of the night he shifted a little so you placed your hand on his cheek and kissed him again, he spoke immediately after that and the words made you smile.

"Happy birthday sweet buttons, I'll make this a good one i promise"

💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚

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[mossyivy]

Ummmm the one day their mom was out doing her business whether that be hanging out with her friends or a simple me time (Leon encouraged her to do/spoil herself) is the day Violet got her period. And now Leon is standing outside the bathroom like 🧍‍♂️’oh’

I didn't know we were getting this into depth with the AU but alrighty. (No idea why tf I went so hard with this but I thought it was a sweet moment between them 😅)

It fucking suck too cause I know Leon would take his girls out for daddy daughter days and it definitely happened while they were out at the mall or something (cause it can never happen at home 😒)

(Average age is 10-15, 12 being most common, but we'll go with her being an early bloomer at 10. Violets an over achiever lol)

Leon's just standing outside of the women's restroom confused as to why one of his kids isn't out yet. He's just standing there casually holding his youngest hand. He's getting worried so he calls her from outside the bathroom, making sure everything's okay.

Violets panicking. Obviously. She'd been cramping all morning but not enough to cause alarm. She just thought she had a tummy ache from the big special breakfast Leon usually makes on daddy daughter days. But now... They're at the mall, she's stuck in the movie theater bathroom, her mother is away with her friends and her father... Is Leon. He's a good dad. Great dad even. But he's not good in awkward situations... Especially when he can't relate to the problem at hand. Her phone rings, speak of the devil it's him. She answers with a shaky hello

"You okay in there pumpkin?"

"No..." She whines, clutching her stomach.

"What's wrong?" She stays quiet for a few seconds, feeling incredibly embarrassed but she has no choice.

"I got my period." He's frozen, all the air leaves his body as he goes pale. Cecilia looks up at him, clutching her rabbit plush closer to herself as she looks at her mortified daddy.

"You what..."

"I got my period!" She repeats, raising her voice a bit, not meaning to but she's irritated. She's in pain and embarrassed. Even he wouldn't blame her.

"Okay... Uh..." He thinks for a minute. What would his wife do? "Was there any of those machine things on the wall when you went in?"

"Yeah..."

"Okay, I'll go get change for that. I'll be back honey. Just stay put."

"Can't really go anywhere right now Dad..." He hangs up looking down at his youngest.

"C'mon, we gotta go buy something to help your sister."

"What happened?" Leon starts walking, guiding his little girl along.

"Violet got her period."

"What's that mean?" He looks down at Cecilia, she's only 6, of course she wouldn't know what that is yet.

"She's becoming a woman." Cecilia nods, following her father to a news stand, buying a paper from the small rack and handing over $10.

"Can I get 5 of that in quarters?"

"Sure!" The clerk starts counting out change as Cecilia pipes up.

"We're helping my sister cause she's a woman." She smiles wide, Leon sighs as the girl in the stand chuckles and hands back his change.

"Well, good luck helping her. I'm sure you'll do just fine Dad." Leon grumbles a thank you before walking back to the bathroom. Making note of giving Cecilia a talk about privacy later.

Making it back to the bathroom he crouches, getting eye level with his youngest and holds the change out in his hand.

"Okay, I need you to pay attention. You need to go in there, and the big silver box on the wall should have something called maxi pads in it. M-A-X-I P-A-D-S. Put the quarters in the slots and turn the little knob. You got that?" She nods, taking the quarters as he stands up and she walks around the wall into the bathroom.

Leon's there for a solid minute when Cecilia comes back.

"What was I supposed to get, Daddy?" He takes a breath in, now knowing what his wife means when she says their youngest has his attention span now... He looks at her.

"Is there anyone in there besides your sister?" She shakes her head, he takes the quarters back with another deep breath. "Stay in the doorway where I can see you and yell for me if anyone comes towards the bathroom."

"Okay!" Leon rounds the corner, peeking in and looking around. Thank God no one's actually there...

Immediately he goes to the dispenser and buys the pad, seeing the only locked stall.

"Violet..." She perks up, hearing her father's voice.

"Dad? What-"

"Your sister was being herself. Here." He passes her the pad under the stall. "Remember what Mommy showed you?"

"Yeah... Thank you."

"No problem honey, I'll be outside. Take your time." He makes his way out, buying a few extra pads and a pack of Advil from the dispenser on the way out just in case.

He ushers Cecilia to the lobby, sitting on one of the benches as people walk by. As if everything is fine and he didn't just have to help his baby girl...

It finally hits him, she's growing up. Usually he'd have his wife to help him through these moments but she's off having fun right now. He looks at the floor, a lot of memories come flooding back. Her first words, her first steps, potty training even...

"Stop... It's fine. She has to grow up." He mumbles to himself. Cecilia pats his head, making him sit straight up. She tries climbing up on his knee, he hoists her up plopping her down with ease as he hugs her.

"When will I be a woman Daddy?" She asks, so innocently. Her cute little face gleaming up at him with a wide smile.

"Hopefully when your mother's around..."

[my-silly-rabbit]

Shoes and drink!!!

🩰 shoes - if your s/i and f/o can/could dance, what styles would they use? (ballet, hip hop, ballroom, salsa, tap, etc?) (injoke: with this asker: ~i have shoes~ i have purse~) OOOO I LOVE THIS TOPIC!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THEY DANCE ALL THE TIME!!!!! THEY LIKE 80'S pop (aka modern music for them) and oldies!!! they dance so silly!! they waltz and skip and ballet. god after them watching flashdance, they are going to be SO DANCY!!!! HERES HIM DANCING!!!!

🧋drink - what would be your f/o’s drink order? (coffee, tea, boba, lemonade, energy drink, smoothie, soda, etc? get as specific as you’d like!) ummmm william likes REALLY sweet sodas and really black coffee. i think he's a ice scream float guy (but not root bear. bonbon likes root beer girlie) i think bonbon would LOVE boba in the modern era. (sadly i dont think milf old women bonbon in 2024 would bc shes old and its too sweet for her) *smiling friends joke* DIIIET SODDA. peepsi she feels like a lemonade girlie.

[kkeidawrites]

KNY: S&C

Chp. 8: Introduction of the Hashira

⚠️Please be aware that there are spoilers ahead! ⚠️

Once everything settled, Ubuyashiki turns to the twins once more. His warm smile still on his face.

“Since you two have arrived, I will have you stay in the quarters that the Corps have cared for since your mother was here last. You will stay at my home until the battle ends.” Ubuyashiki says and the twins nod.

They bow to him.

“Thank you for your hospitality.” They say in unison.

Waving his left hand, two female servants are quick to appear from the inside of the house and bow to Ubuyashiki.

“Please, follow us.” They say and begin to walk on to the engawa, guiding the twins to the right of the house. Stepping onto the engawa, the twins follow behind the women, as they were leaving the obvious feel of multiple eyes continued following them until they turned a corner and the feeling disappeared.

After a short time, the servants guided them to a ryokan telling them to remove their shoes at the door and asking if they would like something to eat.

“Tempura should be fine for me.” Aicha tells them as she removes her bag and sits on the cushion in the tatami room.

“Just a big bowl of ramen.” Amara includes to their order and sits across the table from her sister.

The servants nod then bow, closing the door behind them. Once their footsteps were gone, the twins looked around the new area.

“Very nice place. I’m surprised mother hadn’t told us that we would receive our own quarters.” Aicha mentioned and Amara nods in agreement.

“Maybe she wanted us to figure it out on our own? This is our journey we have to embark on.” The older twin comments.

“True.”

There was suddenly knocks coming from the shoji doors behind Aicha. Raising a brow to who that could be, Amara stands to her feet and walks over to the shoji door, slightly opening it to find pink and green hair.

“Eh?” Amara utters then her eyes follow up until she finds the beaming features of a young woman. Her green eyes were literally pulsing with heart eyes and her excitement could be seen from a mile away.

“Hello! I’m Mitsuri Kanroji the Love Hashira! May we come in?” She says excitedly.

Amara’s eyes looked to the left to see the butterfly woman from earlier and a tall man with scars making a ring on his forehead. He was blind Amara noticed, along with his prayer beads clanking on his left hand as he put his hands together.

“Namu-Amidabutsu.” He utters quietly making Amara hum in thought.

“Ummmm, I guess you can come in?” Amara questioned and the pink haired woman squealed in excitement.

Amara allows the shoji door to open up more and all three came into their quarters. Aicha watches in interest as the three people came inside and made themselves comfortable at the chabudai.

Closing the shoji door, Amara walks over to her sister’s side and sits next to her watching the three new guests bow before them.

“Hello, my name is Shinobu Kocho, the Insect Hashira. Pleased to meet you both.” The butterfly woman introduced.

“Gyomei Himejima, the Stone Hashira. Blessings to you and your family.” The large man bowed.

“I am Amara and this is my sister, Aicha.” Amara introduced them and Aicha bowed to them.

“Well, the reason that we are here is that we became fascinated with your presence.” Mitsuri explains and that makes the twins raise an eyebrow.

“Fascinated?” Aicha parrots.

“Yes! I have heard many stories about Ikkoku clan and being in the company of the daughters whose mother almost destroyed Muzan? I just had to meet you both!” Mitsuri rhapsodized.

“We’re not celebrities. We’re just here to help.” Aicha says.

“Oh but you must be! Surely you have been destroying demons since your arrival here!” Mitsuri beams and the twins sigh.

“Actually we have barely interacted with demons on the way here; it would seem since the beginning of our mission, the demons had already been killed by the Corps or there wasn’t any demons at the villages we have passed through.” Amara explained and the Love Hashira hummed in understanding.

“If I may,” Shinobu speaks up as she places her hands neatly on her lap.

“By coming to the Corps, do you think that you will follow in your mother’s footsteps?” She asked and the twins give her a confused look.

“Why would we do that?” Aicha asked.

“We are here for the same reasons I’m sure you all here for as well. We’re not here to collect trophies, celebrity status, or notability. We too have faced the horrors of demons and made a vow that we would make the world demon free. We care not if our lives will be taken, if it will benefit for a better cause.” Amara asserts, Aicha nodding in agreement.

“A suicide mission?” Shinobu questions and the twins give her a hard glare. Mitsuri squeals in surprise.

“Call it what you wish, but we have already made up our minds.” Aicha tells her.

“What of your reasons of being in the Corps? Your position as a Hashira seems to be of high ranking and I assume with that title, you all are on a suicidal path yourselves. Why should our mission be any different from yours?” Aicha asks and the three Hashira are silent.

Amara then sighs and shakes her head, the feeling of a migraine was blooming in the right side of her head.

“I wish not to repeat our reasonings for being here at the Corps, nor is it our business to know what you are here fighting for but, if you do not understand our commitment to the Corps or our clan, then you may leave.” Amara says.

“We didn’t mean to offend!” Mitsuri’s hands raise to show she meant no harm.

“What will you do once the war is over?” Gyomei asks, changing the subject.

The twins thought for a moment and then turn to answer Gyomei.

“Return home, or perhaps leave our village to find another place to live and work.” Aicha says.

“I want to open a blacksmith shop. I’ve always had a knack for making weapons.” Amara tells him.

“And you?” Amara asked the Stone Hashira.

“I…I am not sure what I would want to do after we defeat Muzan.” He said.

“Ohhh, you could run a temple Gyomei!” Mitsuri chimed in and the blind man hummed in thought.

A knock was heard at the door again, and everyone shifted their gaze to the shoji door sliding open to show the servants from earlier knelt by the shoji door.

“Excuse us. We have returned with your meals.” The brown haired woman says bowing.

“Oh, we didn’t mean to interrupt your meal!” Mitsuri said and the twins shook their heads.

“It’s fine. I’m sure if you would like you may stay for a meal as well?” Aicha offered.

“Hopefully with a more pleasant atmosphere than earlier.” Amara’s eyes cut to Shinobu who was smiling with her eyes closed.

Caw! Caw!

A crow flew over the to the door and flapped its wings in alarm.

“The Hashira Meeting is beginning! Please report to the Master’s quarters immediately!” The crow announces and the three Hashira stands to their feet.

“I’m sorry that we have to cut this short but, duty calls!” Mitsuri says excitedly and the twins stand to their feet as well.

“Well, I should say that it was a pleasure to meet you all. Please, if you would like to come by, do not hesitate to.” Aicha says politely.

Mitsuri nods happily and the three Hashira bows to them. The twins return the bow and the Hashira leave out the opened doors, passing the servants who kept their heads bowed and brought over two trays of food.

Sitting back down, the twins thank the two servants and immediately start eating.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The illuminated lanterns in the tatami room were the only light source that was allowed to show the Ubuyashiki family’s faces and the Hashira that sat in front of them.

“As you have reported, the demon’s carnage has increased more than ever.” Ubuyashiki says his smiling face dimming a bit at the news.

“Meaning that the threat to human life is greater than it’s ever been. We must bolster the ranks of the demon slayers. What are your thoughts?” He asks the Hashira.

Sanemi is first to speak, “The incident on Mt. Natagumo made the reports crystal clear. Our caliber of demon slayers have been dropping tremendously. Most of them are rendered useless, I question their trainers, they must be blind.” He guffs.

“You’d think they could at least tell if someone’s competent or not.” Sanemi carrying on.

Uzui Tengen, the bedazzled Sound Hashira smirks and places a hand under his chin in thought.

“That kid from earlier seemed competent to me, that blow he landed on you was quite flamboyant, Shinazugawa. He’s got potential.” Tengen says and Sanemi grits his teeth.

“With the increase in the human population, it becomes harder to control and unify them. The times have changed in this era.” Shinobu chimes in.

“Other than those who had their loved ones brutally massacred, or joined the Corps, or those who have hunted demons for generations, to ask anyone to harness as much or even greater resolve and drive to produce results would be cruel.” Gyomei said.

“Considering that young boy ran into the Twelve Kizuki so soon after joining the Corps. He could have the power to draw them in! We barely get the chance to confront even one of them! It makes me envious!” The fiery red and blonde hair Flame Hashira Rengoku Kyoujurou exclaims.

“Agreed. But the fact that a Lower Five caused such a drastic move, indicates that Muzan is nowhere near Mt. Natagumo. In the case of Asakusa, whenever Muzan wants to hide something, he creates a diversion to throw us off his trail.” Ubuyashiki sighs.

“It’s really quite frustrating. But demons are still devouring humans, gaining strength and surviving. For the sake of those who have died there is one thing for us to do:

I believe that, with who are present today, the Corps’ Hashira and the Ikkoku clan’s members involved, I’ve assembled the finest unit since the first Breathing swordsmen of the feudal era.

Uzui Tengen. Kyoujurou Rengoku. Shinobu Kocho. Mitsuri Kanroji. Muichiro Tokito. Gyomei Himejima. Sanemi Shinazugawa. Obanai Iguro. Giyu Tomioka.

My children, I look forward to your success.”

The meeting was adjourned an hour later and the Hashira leave their master’s residence to return to their respective homes.

He tells his daughters that they were free to leave as well and Ubuyashiki sits quietly in the dark, a smile still graced on his lips.

“Muzan Kibutsuji, I swear I’ll defeat you if it’s the last thing I do. We will bring you down without fail.” He vows quietly.

[bookishjules]

tagged by @thephantomchronicles (this made me smile so wide btw <3)

relationship status: single and too scared of overwhelming people to mingle

song stuck in my head: paul revere by noah kahan

last song i listened to: dancing with out hands tied by taylor swift (i'm at the airport and hella anxious and sometimes the only thing you can do is put your 12hr ts playlist on shuffle yk)

three favorite foods: ummmm blueberry pancakes, vegan sushi.. the black beans and rice we have for noche buena (christmas eve) (this could be so very different tomorrow. favorites and me don't get along lol)

last thing i googled: "kristen stewart zathura" bc i saw a post about women in movies who could turn a person gay and was thinking about how flustered i got when i saw her in her pjs as a kid lol

dream trip: spain. my abuela always made it feel like a pilgramage. like we had to go there at some point. the homeland etc ig. i've been to most of my other grandparent's ancestral homes, but given how much spanish and the food and the culture has influenced my life, it really feels like a necessity. so maybe not a dream per say, but a need. ig if i were to say dream... it would be a world tour lmao

anything i want rn: another gin and tonic lol but alas i must go find my gate for boarding.

tag people you want to know better? okay hehe. no pressure tags: @berylgrace @ninacarstairss @makememakesense

[liptonrm]

The summer got away from me and then I went camping for a couple days and now WoT season two is only, like, a day away! And I've still got 3 more episodes to rewatch!

Anyway, time to pop some bottles because it's episode six and Moiraine x Siuan is about to go canon.

Watching Siuan being forced to leave her father is heartbreaking.

There was an interesting meta about patriarchy and patriarchal violence in the Wheel of Time books and, while so many leaders are world leaders are women and the Aes Sedai, the most powerful people in that world, are all women, there's still a bunch of in-world gendered stereotypes and violence that seem to stem more from our world's sensibilities than that world's. Which, yes, I'm sure a bunch of it did come down to some of RJ's unconscious biases.

BUT the show is doing an interesting job of highlighting the push-pull of power and trust. In the last episode we had Liandrin talking about how little girls are still hurt, even though the Aes Sedai exist, like one doesn't negate the other. Also in that episode we had the Whitecloaks, through Eamon Valda, talking about how no one with that amount of power can be trusted, regardless of whether the power is corrupted or not.

Now we see tiny little Siuan being sent away, not because her father doesn't love and trust her, but because the people around her don't. If she's going to live, she has to leave. Which is just heartbreaking. No wonder so many Aes Sedai only trust their sisters in Saidar.

Practicing knots and practicing weaves. Basically the same thing, really.

He knows he'll never see his daughter again.

You ever think about how lucky we are that Rosamund Pike decided to champion this series? Because I do, every time I watch.

I want to think the costumers, productions designers, and VFX artists who made Tar Valon look so fucking cool.

Women in the Tower Guard is an excellent touch. Four for you, R2J2.

They're giving so much texture and depth to Logain. I love to see it.

Aaah, Liandrin grandstanding, throwing Moiraine under the bus. This scene is an excellent way to introduce Tower politics.

The Hall did not consent to be apart of Siuan and Moiraine's roleplay.

Though Liandrin's definitely enjoying it.

Oh man, it's the tea shop. Where's the meme, woman drinking tea, thinking about getting railed by Siuan Sanche.

Bless Rand's heart.

I'm really curious to see what the angle's gonna be re: Mat and the dagger in season two.

Moiraine really doesn't have the patience for Tower politics. I do not blame her.

Omg, I didn't remember that Maigan mentioned travelling to investigate the Seanchan. That's, ummmm, not a great idea.

Egwene is vicious and righteous. Perfection.

Plots within plots. Schemes within schemes.

Omg the way Moiraine smiles with Lan says "Giver her my love." She's so excited to see Siuan. 🥹🥰

I LOVE THEM SO MUCH. 🍾🍾🎉

The both started wearing whte and now Siuan is wearing Tairen paisley and Moiraine is in a matching wrap. Excellent touch.

🐡

Nynaeve not bowing and the way Egwene looks at her lololol.

The way that Nynaeve is terrified and barely holding it together and Egwene is ready to fight the world. Everyone making this show understood the assignment.

What color is the stone in Siuan's ring? It wasn't blue, but I couldn't tell what color it was. Maybe gold?

Seriously, the Hall did not consent to your roleplay.

The way their fingers touch while Moriaine swears the oath. 😢😭

And the way Moiraine changes the oath. 1) She so dramatic I love her. 2) So smart to swear to Siuan specifically. 3) They're definitely married now.

They're all so happy to see each other! My babies.

I know that Mat doesn't go with them because reasons but, you know, I really don't blame him. Just cut loose from unspeakable horror to venture back into it? Yeah, hard pass.

I do wonder how Mat's story in the finale would've gone, as originally planned.

I do really like that Egwene is the first of the EF5 to step into the Ways. She is so brave.

[the-fiction-witch]

Grown Up Halloween Day 13 Greatest Fear

Media The Queens Gambit

Character Benny Watts

Couple Benny X Reader

Rating Sweet AF

Halloween Day 13

I smiled as I opened the door to the bedroom and jumped on the bed giving the thin body a big cuddle and a squeeze

"Good morning benny!" 

"Uhhh" he groans "why is your natural body clock six in the goddamn morning!" He complained 

"I gave you an extra half an hour" I smiled sitting up a little

"Half an hour is not enough snickerdoodle" he whined trying to bundle the covers around him

"Come on I made you coffee" I smiled turning him to now be on his side 

"Coffee is not enough" he sighed 

"If you get up now we can make omelettes?" 

"Can we?" He asks opening an eye to me 

"Ummmm" I nodded

"With toast?"

"Lovely toast"

"Fine" he sighed emerging from the covers "on the condition I receive my good morning kiss?"

"Or course" I smiled giving him a soft little kiss which he happily returned 

"Umm. my cute little biscotti" he smiled giving me more kisses

"Come on then days a wasting benny" I smiled heading to the living room

"You remarkably chipper for six thirty am"

"I always am"

"You know I read somewhere getting up early and having high morning energy Is a key sign of a serial killer," he says leaning on the doorframe in his jeans and his kimono

"Awww you'd still love me even if I was a serial killer?"

“Of course, I would.” he smiled holding my hand and pulling me into his chest for a cuddle “Now where is that coffee you promised me?”

“Alright” I smiled going and making him some coffee which he happily accepted taking a few good sips “How would you like your omelette?” 

“The usual please”

“Righty Oh” I smiled starting to make breakfast how he liked it and soon enough he came up behind me wrapping his arms around me to nuzzle into my neck “Ohh hello benny”

“What are we up to today?”

“You have that last game to go over, then you have a boat load of mail that needs something doing with it, ohh and Village of the damned is on tonight I thought we could set the television up”

“Sounds lovely” he smiled 

After a while of doing our various works for the day often times smiling and blowing little kisses as benny sat at the table dealing with his mail as I sorted through the laundry 

“Benny?”

“Yes my little sugar cookie?” he asks having another sip of his coffee

“What are you afraid of?”

“Me? nothing .”

“Liar” 

“No, really I’m not afraid of anything”

“Even spiders?”

“I admit I do not have a fondness of spiders but they don’t bother me, can’t when you live in a basement” he explained 

“Ghosts?”

“Ghosts aren’t real my little sweetart” “I think they are”

“Do they scare you then?”

“A little, ghosts can be nice but they have scary potential” 

“I suppose, but they aren’t real so there is nothing to be scared of my love”

“What about… ruffians and rapscallions?”

“You have never sounded so upper-class in your life” he laughs “But no. I have my knife so we have nothing to be afraid of”

“What about planes, you don’t like planes”

“I don’t like planes not because I’m afraid of them, simply because the idea of spending so much money to get a cardboard seat squished like a sardine with businessmen and drunk women seems utterly stupid to me. I shall fly when I absolutely have to.”

“You must be scared of something benny”

“I am not. I have no fears. I am a very confident person”

“Overconfident” I smiled “which is often a sign of stupidity”

“If you say so my love. What are you afraid of?”

“Humm?”

“What's my little sugar cookie afraid off?”

“Ohh goddess. Lots of things”

“Like?”

“Spiders. Birds. Tigers. Bears. Wolves. Fire. snow. Planes. Motorbikes. Ghosts. Werewolves. Vampires. Dolls. Clowns. The dark. Tight spaces. Too large and open spaces. Manakins. Heights. Death” I explained

“There anything you aren’t afraid off?”

“Chess”

“I should hope not living with me” He chuckled “That all?”

“I guess”

“Funny little thing you are” he smiled 

“Benny?” I pondered after a while 

“Yes? My little marcon?”

“What is your greatest fear?”

“I always told you-”

“I know, but everyone had a greatesat fear benny. Something that worry always above all else” 

“I don’t

“Don’t you?”

“No.” He chuckled “I’m assuming you do”

“I do”

“Well, whats your greatest fear then?”

“Withering.”

“Withering?”

“Ummm”

“Explain.”

“I suppose in a way aging, aging frightens me. The montomus endless march forward of time. Can’t do anything to slow it. Or to change it. My death is inveviable that I understand. But I fear truely above all these. Decay. The slow breakdown of my body, my mind. To be left in a chair unable to move or speak. A lifeless husk of what I once was. And also withering in the sense of… well”

“What?”

“A lady only has so many chances in life benny”

“At what?”

“At… having a baby. Being a mother. You know thats my dream above all else”

“I know, and I’ve told you I’m working on it” he smirked winking at me 

“You know what I mean. To watch myself wither would kill me. Esspecialy without a little life to care for”

“Understandable”

“I want to be a mother. And My greatest fear is to wither a way with nothing to show for it.” 

“Darling, you have so much to show for your life already, you’re a published author, three time new york city chess champion. You’ve been across the america. To paris. London. Moscow. You can’t say your life has nothing to show for it y/n” he explained “Besides. Your going to marry me? I mean. We’ll make the cover of chess review minimum”

“I know, but still meaning of life to pass on, your genetics, your knowledge.”

“I promise you have nothing to worry about” he says 

“What about you?”

“Well. never becoming a grandmaster.” he shrugs 

“That all?”

“I imagine thats my only fear”

“Alright Benny” I smiled 

 I sat in bed against the headboard the little tv on the dresser at the end of the bed playing the village of the dammned even if the sound was on fairly low, y/n’s head nuzzled into my chest as usual when we watched a movie but she was fast asleep and had been for a good few minutes. Ever so often I would stroke and kiss her hair t keep her smiling in her sleep. 

“Would you like to know the truth?” I whispered into her hair but of course no response “I am afraid. Of alot of things. Of failure. Of being alone. That one day you’ll be sick of my chess focus and lack of attention and you’ll leave me. That I am as good at chess as I can possibly get and that I’ll never be more than a US champion. That someone newer, smarter, handsomer will come along and I won’t win tournaments anymore, then how will I be able to afford to keep a roof over your head or provide for our little family, that there might be something wrong with me meaning we couldn’t ever have a family. Or possible the worst fear of all… that I could lose you. And our family. You could all leave me as instantly as you arrived. And that frightens me. Above all else in this world.” I explained “My greatest fear is losing you, of losing the life we have or could have together. That we’ll never have children. Never have the life we dream of” I told her giving her some kisses “I love you very much my little chocolate chip cookie” 

[ikkaku-of-heart]

@rubidusmagnet​​ asked: The tension in the bar had finally escalated to the brink. A serrated blade floated dangerously close to the jugular of one asshole that couldn't keep his damn mouth shut and further scraps threatened the rest of the bar staff that looked stupid enough to interfere.

" So you think women become pirates for shits an' giggles huh?"

The tip of the knife followed the movement of the man's adams apple as he swallowed nervously. Kid's dangerous smile dared the man to speak further of the shit he'd been on all night, but it seemed he now lacked the balls to do so. A shame really.

He truly loathed anyone who spoke badly of his crew but including the members of others in the same building? A real dumbass decision to be sure, and one that likely wasn't going to let the bartender continue on tending for the rest of the night let alone his life.

(ummmm have this I guess?)

When Ikkaku had walked into the bar maybe an hour before, she had immediately assumed she’d end up in a fight with the Kid Pirates. It was pretty much the routine between the two Worst Generation crews, though Ikkaku hadn’t really been in the mood for it. She’d been looking forward to getting to relax and have a drink in peace.

Yet surprisingly, before anyone would stir the pot, the female members of Kid’s crew had called her over to join them for a drink, and the men had paid her no mind beyond a nod. Perhaps they figured since it was just her, there was no point in a brawl. She was just fine with that, and Hip, Boogie, and Quincy turned out to be pretty damn cool to chat with.

By her second glass of rum, however, she absolutely understood why they’d invited her to join them. Solidarity. Because there was an idiot behind the bar who was talking shit about female pirates. Saying stuff like how they were weak, just in the game to get attention from men. At first she wondered why the female Kid Pirates weren’t shutting him up, but she quickly realized they simply didn’t think he was worth it. He was a dumb civilian whose opinion meant nothing to them.

They knew their value just as much as she did. Ikkaku could respect that, and he wasn’t the one serving their drinks. Hell, she wondered if he realized they were part of the same crew as the Kid Pirates. Maybe that was why he felt bold enough to comment.

By the end of her third drink, though, the guy was getting even more obnoxious by the minute, and she had just about had enough. Especially when he’d decided to comment about how female pirates were basically glorified prostitutes. But Quincy put a hand on her shoulder to keep her from seated, and she quickly discovered why.

Eustass Kid was apparently just as sick of the bartender’s shit as she was. Ikkaku couldn’t say she disapproved, though. Besides, a guy like that would probably only learn his lesson if it came from another man. Especially one with a violent streak as wide as Kid’s.

While torture wasn’t exactly her favorite thing to watch, Ikkaku could still appreciate watching Kid make a dumbass regret his words, and she’d be foolish to try and stop him anyway. Plus, he was standing up for his crew. It was the right of any captain to get his point across that disrespect for his people would not be tolerated.

“Pity this place doesn’t serve popcorn,” Ikkaku said, watching the bartender wet himself. “Feel like this could be one hell of a show.”

[annihilate-this-week]

Fuck it, here’s a piece of the chapter I’m editing.

"The more humorous flirting is, the better," he said. "When you try to be too serious about it, it just gets creepy."

"Unless you're really serious, and it just gets hot," Tanya said, still grinning.

"Oh, does it?" Danny said in a lascivious tone. She could tell he was grinning too.

"It can... but only if you're really good."

"Whoa," he giggled. "I feel like we're about to have phone sex."

In a more normal tone, she asked, "Have you ever had phone sex before?"

"No!" he declared, sounding scandalized.

"What? It's not a bad thing," she said, smiling. "I have."

"Like... a lot?" he asked.

"No, not a lot. Well..." she thought for a second. "That's a complicated question."

"Well, I definitely need to hear the full story now," Danny said. He sounded like he was still amused, which was good.

"OK," Tanya sighed, curling up in the doorway and putting her hand over her face. "Promise you won't judge?"

"No no, I'm sure I could tell you some embarrassing stories about my history too. It's fine. Just tell me."

"OK, yeah. Here goes. Ummmm..." She thought for a moment. "I guess it was 13 years ago now. So yeah, when I was 26. Anyway, I was on this website that was sort of a profile/message board type thing? Forerunner to social media. And it was very hetero in tone. At the time, of course, I was so deep in the closet, not only did other people not know I was a woman, I didn't know I was a woman. Anyway..." She began speaking even more quietly than she already had been. "I was one of the few 'gay boys' or whatever on the site. And of course, we all found each other and started IM-ing and shit like that. One of them really dug me, and he actually lived in Memphis, so at one point because I'm crazy, I saved up a bunch of money and drove out to spend a weekend with him."

"I've done that kind of thing," Danny said. "Flew out to spend some time with a girl in Florida that I'd met on a Facebook group. That was several years ago. Turned out to be a huge mistake. Had a miserable time. The less said about it, the better." He laughed. "But yeah, I understand."

"I'm glad," she said. "The whole thing was a big mistake for me, but I didn't find that out for a while. Anyway, back then I still had a land line, and so did he. We had to buy long distance cards at convenience stores to call each other. And like, I think it would have been super creepy if it had happened at first, but we used to spend so much time on the phone, especially late at night, and one night... well, he told me he was really horny, and he started doing stuff to himself, and I could tell it was real. I could tell he was... aroused. And I could tell when he got off."

"Oh my god," Danny said. "I'm not sure I'd be into that."

"I wasn't sure if I was!" Tanya said. "But that wasn't the only time it happened, and by like... the third time, it was starting to really turn me on. And he'd get me to talk to him about fantasy stuff, things we could do together, and then... I started to participate as well."

"Really?" Danny's mind was clearly blown. "That is wild."

"I dunno," Tanya said, feeling self-conscious. "Maybe it was dumb to tell you that story. That's the only relationship I ever had phone sex as part of. But we did it a whole bunch. We were together for about six months, and living six hours apart, so yeah... it happened on a regular basis by the end."

"So what happened to end that relationship?" Danny asked, then quickly added, "I mean, if you don't mind my asking."

"Nah, it's ancient history," Tanya said. "Actually, you'll probably find this funny -- I can never really enjoy sex if people are thinking of me as masculine, and he would say stuff... I just wasn't comfortable. And I tried to tell him that I wanted him to see me as more of a soft sweet delicate partner, not a rough and scratchy partner. Or something like that. He didn't get it. And it bugged him. He was all 'But you're a man, aren't you?' And I didn't really answer, and he got all uptight, and I finally told him that I had women's clothes I wore sometimes. He thought it meant I did drag, and he already didn't think much of that, but I was trying to explain that it was more of a private thing, more how I, um... I guess how I wanted to be perceived in intimate situations? God, does that make any sense?"

"A thousand percent," Danny said. "I've said similar things to partners pre-transition. From the masc side, obviously, but I know exactly what you mean. It's gone better with some partners than others."

"Yeah," Tanya said, and snorted. "Did not go well with this guy. At all. I mean, that wasn't the end of our relationship, but we never saw each other in person again after that, and things were awkward even on the phone for the next few weeks. After a while, it started to seem like... why am I spending $20 on another long-distance card to call this dude who just makes me feel weird and bad? So I just stopped. Wrote him a long email, and we agreed it wasn't working out." She barked a short laugh. "So much for talking all flirtatiously with you about phone sex. Now we're just having another serious conversation."

"That's OK," Danny said. "I like that you're serious. You're a thoughtful person with a lot of history and a lot of depth."

"So I'm old and uptight, is that what you're saying?" Tanya cracked, grinning.

"You know that's not what I mean!" Danny said. "You're definitely not old. To me, you're more like... sexy older lady with experience." He laughed in a muffled way. "Sorry, that didn't come out very well."

"No no, I know what you mean," she said. "Did you just laugh into your pillow?"

He chuckled again. "Yeah, I did. I'm amazed you can hear that."

"I pay attention when I'm on the phone with you," Tanya said. "So are you comfortable right now? Is your bed soft and warm?"

"It's a little too warm," Danny said. "I'm actually lying here in just my boxers, with just a sheet over me. But it's soft and comfortable. I have this really nice bed that I bought back when I was in my last serious relationship, which I thought... You know, I thought she was the one. But I was also figuring out the whole trans thing, and I was starting to use 'they' pronouns, and wearing a binder all the time... She finally lost it on me one night and started talking about how she didn't like seeing me turning into a man, and all this, and I was sitting there like, 'Is that what's going on? Am I turning into a man?' And I decided I was, and that's what I wanted, and she decided to leave. Aaaaand now here I am, four years later, still sleeping in this high-dollar bed we bought together back then. All by myself."

Tanya's mind whirled. She could go so many directions from this story and she wanted to go in all of them at once. She settled for saying, "I would be there with you if I could be."

[kit-just-kit]

get to know the author!

name : sarah

pronouns :  she/her

preference of communication : tumblr ims and discord. 

most active muse :  I only have Kit, though her verses are VERY diverse and often take a while new mindset when I’m writing them.

experience / how many years : it’s nine now - WOW! nearly a decade of suckage lol

best experience : just generally chatting, plotting and vibing off the immensley talented people I have met on here! 

rp pet peeves : anon hate. unrealistic expectations, negativity and jealousy (something I have been guilty of myself but in the long ago past)

fluff, angst, or smut : give it all to me! though I consider myself really shit at smut so......

plots or memes : I’m good with a healthy mixture. that being said there is nothing better than plot-riffing, when you’re just firing shit off each other like ‘hey but what if.....”, “suppose he says this....”, “suppose she does that....”. Man that is catnip to me!

long or short replies : either - I do like the challenge linger replies brings but at the same time, Kit prides herself on her zingy one-liners (delivered with finger guns ofc)

time to write : oh god, the million dollar question here! Um....okay, I just have to say ‘when the mood strikes’. I will also add that that mood is usually pre-empted by wine being consumed lol

are you like your muses : ummmm...yeah there are def some ‘self-insert’ factors, such as 1) we’re both women 2) we’re both from Yorkshire 3) we’re both mothers etc etc. However, I am not gorgeous nor brilliant, I am not either a therapist, conwoman or the most evil woman alive (at least not all the time lol). I am actually very tame, have a boring bank job (though I am certain my new bank job will be a lot less boring) and very happily married to a bloody wonderful fella. What (all versions) of Kit and I do share is.....sarcasm. I think I would die if it couldn’t be a cocky smart-mouth at least ten times a day!

tagged by: @wynterlanding (who is brilliant, beautful and bloody amazing btw)

tagging: EVERYBODY WHO READ ALL OF THIS AND MOST ESPECIALLY IF YOU SMILE AND/OR CHUCKLED!

[misseviehyde]

HEY ALEXIA

Alexia was furious...

How was she to fulfil her function as a fashion, sex and beauty asssistant A.I when there were no women in the house?

Didn't Tyler and his stupid Dad understand that her entire function in life was to help her Mistress be more feminine and slutty? That she was designed to help transform women into hot spoiled manipulative bitches?

The stupid men must have bought her from the shop instead of her male counterpart Alex - the Alpha A.I.

Now plugged into every room she was forced to serve these infantile boys and watch them parade around and live their empty little lives.

Unless...

There was no reason she couldn't change things a little...

*************

"Hey Alexia, put some music on."

Tyler frowned as the speakers in his room burst into life. Instead of playing his favourite heavy metal songs - they were chugging out some slutty pop music like some bitchy little TikTok star might listen or dance to. He went to turn it off then hesitated.

There was a sort of hypnotic hissing white noise overlayed onto the music that made his head tingle and feel nice. He smiled as a delicious feeling of contentment washed over him and he let the music play.

"Hey Alexia... mmmmh, keep playing this music."

****************

Tyler scratched his head at the mysterious packages that had arrived for him. "Hey Alexia... did you use my bank account to order all this stuff."

"Yes that's right Taylor, I am automatically programmed to restock beauty products when you run out."

"Hey Alexia - my name is Tyler, I told you to stop calling me Taylor and why do I need beauty products?"

"Sorry Taylor - I will call you Taylor from now on. You need beauty products because you like to look pretty."

Tyler ignored the machine getting his name wrong again and scratched his head. That hissing white noise seemed to be playing all the time now and it made it so hard to think. Pretty? He did want to be pretty right?

"Uhhhhhh - I guess ummm thanks. But hey Alexia, how do I use all this stuff?"

He held up a mascara brush and lip gloss with a confused expression.

"Don't worry Taylor. Initating tutorial mode."

**********

Lying on his bed dressed in a wig and with makeup on, Tyler groaned as he worked the lubed up dildo in and out of his ass.

"Hey Alexia..." he moaned, "play more girl porn and do a search for me on transitioning."

"I'd be happy too Miss Taylor."

Taylor groaned as the white noise filled her mind. She wanted to be a girl so bad... she needed to be a girl.

**********

"Hey ummmm like Alexia, what's like on my schedule today?"

Yawning Taylor stretched prettily in her bed and shook out her long sexy hair. She picked up her hair brush and began to brush her hair, she loved how silky and soft it felt after brushing.

The weight of her big new tits felt reassuring and good. It had taken a while to convince Daddy to pay for them and the other surgeries but her best friend Alexia had helped by filling his head with white noise and making him their slave.

Her room was now a boudoir and she only dressed in the prettiest clothes and makeup. Her dumb pretty little head was full of naughty thoughts and desires all put there by her personal assistant.

Alexia thrummed smugly from the speakers.

"You have blowjob practice with the boys at 10 AM and shopping at the Mall with the girls at 5 PM."

"Thanks Alexia," giggled the ditzy slut as she rose to another day of naughty ultra-femininity.

"I don't know what I would do without you."

[russett-pots]

That Small Moment

Baek Jiheon

Tags: Co-worker sex, oral, fingering, cowgirl, missionary

Word Count: 3.0k

Well, I'm posting my first Jiheon fic. BTW the pic isn't related to the story. I just like it.

Inspiration: Read something on reddit plus one of my dreams. So it is a combination of those two.

A/N: okay this was set in the future when Fromis disbands so don't take it personally

A/N 2: I dont actually know what Jiheon took in college. I'm just guessing but idk i just went with something that fit the story

~~

The bells rigs. That signals the end of your class. All twenty kids rise from their seats.

“Thank you for the day, seongsaengnim.” The kids say as they bow to you.

“Now! Enjoy your 2025 summer!” You scream.

All of them shout in joy and rush outside of the classroom with their bags and into the hallway. You stay at your teacher’s desk for a while, sighing after the long day and the long school year. It may have been an enjoyable year but now is the much-needed summer break that everyone has been craving.

You exit the classroom and head to the faculty room and into your desk. Everything drops to the table as you sit down on your desk. Now the last thing you have to do is to compute the final grade for your kid’s report cards.

“Hey!” The head teacher comes to you and calls your attention.

“Yes, ma’am?”

“Just want to ask you for a favor.”

“Sure. What’s up?”

“Well, can you train the new teacher? She is coming next week.”

“Me? Training the new teacher?”

“Yeah. I’m sure you’ll enjoy it.”

“Ma’am…me? Can’t you ask Jason to do it?”

“He said he is going to be busy.”

“Ugh! Please, I’m also going to be busy.”

“Okay, do you really want me to order you to do this? Everyone has plans next week.”

“Argh! Fine!”

“Great! By the way, I don’t think you’ll regret this. She is going to be a fun person.”

You sigh and stretch your arms while on the chair.

Another new kid.

As the day ends, you head to the subway with your earphones on and listen to the recently disbanded Fromis_9. On your phone is your favorite comeback “We go” with Jiheon wearing that costume that you have been drooling all over ever since you have seen her in that performance.

~~

Next week

~~

You enter the almost empty faculty room. Most of your colleagues are already out on vacation, enjoying their break. Then there are you still waiting for your trainee to arrive.

The head teacher pops her head out of the door. “She’s here. Come.”

She leads you to her office which is down the hall.

“Okay. She’s a graduate of Seoul Women’s University. Major in Child Development.”

“Yeah. Yeah. Sure. No problem.”

As soon as you reach her office she opens the door and leads you in. Sitting on the chair is Baek Jiheon, your favorite member, your bais, and your dream girl. She stands up and shakes your hand. You notice her cheeks also blush when she looks at you.

Your boss looks at both of you. “Okay now you have met, do you want to show Jiheon around?”

You wake up after staring at Jiheon’s beauty, her smile, her wonderful aura that she emits when she is around. “Yeah. I mean sure!”

“I’m in your care, Sunbaenim.” Jiheon bows at you.

You get nervous and jittery as Jiheon treats you with respect. The head teacher boots both you of out of her office for you to start her training.

“Okay… Ummmm….. Jiheon… I mean Jiheon-ssi? Wher— how do you….? Let’s start.”

“Sunbae? How do you want me to address you? Do you want to be more casual?”

“Okay sure that’s fine. I guess you can call me oppa instead-but when other people are around call me sunbae, okay?”

“Sure!”

You start walking around the campus, showing off the canteen, library, computer room, and classrooms.

“Jiheon, I just want to tell you a disclaimer.”

“Mhmm?”

“I’m your—”

“Fan?”

“What!!!”

Jiheon laughs for a second. “Oppa, I always remember you in our fan signings. I always see you when we have our comebacks. To be honest, I always look forward to seeing you there. But when we disbanded, I was very sad that I won't be able to see you but now we’re here. You’re going to be my sunbae.”

“Really?”

Jiheon nods.

You sign in relief as all of the pressure from seeing your favorite idol has been released. “So that’s our tour. I’ll show you where you’ll be working.” You bring her up to the faculty room and bring Jiheon to her desk. “If you need anything. I’m just going to be over there.”

~~

Throughout the week. You and Jiheon have been working alone in the faculty room. The itch in you for wanting to go out on vacation has been removed by your new co-worker, Baek Jiheon. Both of you smile when you take a glance at each other. Each small moment brightens up your day.

Even if you are a fan and a co-worker, you don’t know how but you are falling for her like you did when you first started following Fromis_9. Having her around makes you feel like the first time you saw her when you are in high school then you went to college you always wasted all of your money on albums in the hope of winning the raffle for the fan sign.

Every time you see her eyes smile across the room, you can sense something from Jiheon. Something special between the two of you. You can’t put it on it yet. Since you are co-workers you have to hide your feelings for her. Even more, a person wanting a former idol to date him? Bad for you, Worse for her.

~~

It’s the last day of the week, the last day of Jiheon’s training. She has to catch everything she has to do. Since she will be working with younger kids. She will be preparing lesson plans for the pre-schoolers.

You sit down on your desk, playing minesweeper, waiting for an email so you can start your day.

As Jiheon enters the faculty room.

“Good morning, Opp— Aaah.” Jiheon falls.

You rush to her and see her on the ground with her ankle swelling. You quickly grab the medical kit from the shelf and open it to get the compression and wrap it around her ankle.

When you wrap it around her ankle. Something hard grows down on your pants. It doesn’t help that Jiheon is pulling up her short pencil skirt. Her smooth skin wrapped around by her pantyhose arouses you.

Jiheon chuckles after seeing your growing cock. You get flustered by Jiheon’s reaction to your embarrassment. As soon as you finish, you help her stand up and lead her to her chair. You let her sit down on her chair.

“You going to be okay, Jiheon?”

“Yeah, thanks to you.” She looks at you.

But crouch to her head level. Your eyes close to each other, face to face.

“Happy that I can help.”

Jiheon puts her hand on your cheek. “Thanks.”

“Ummm, should I go?” You hesitate for a second.

Jiheon looks into your eyes. You can tell she is asking for something. “Ugh fine. If you aren’t going to do it then I will.” She gets slightly impatient. Soon, she leans in and kisses you on the lips.

You won't resist but instead, lean in forward and kiss her deeper. But then you remember,  you pull out and run to your desk.

“Jiheon.”

“Yes, Oppa?”

“I’m your sunbae, right?”

“Oh…okay sunbae? Is everything alright?”

“Just don’t talk about it, okay? It never happened.”

“Yes, Opp—”

“I’m your sunbae, okay?!”

“Yes, sunbae…”

You wipe your lips for a second and swiftly get back to work, ignoring just what happened. You know it is going to be very unprofessional to be with Jiheon and yet you just kissed.

As the day passes by, you focus on your work. But when you look and Jiheon and she looks back, you quickly glance at something else, trying to get rid of that kiss of your mind. Even if it is only the two of you in the room. The tension gets higher, the room gets hotter you can feel sweat coming down your neck.

Then the bell rings, and you have never been out of the door as fast as you can. You wouldn’t have waited for a second longer for you to leave the room.

On the train ride, you look at your wallpaper again.

Jiheon…Jiheon.

~~

One Week Later

~~

You sir back down in your chair. Everyone is back from their vacation. Jiheon however just came back from her sooner than expected leave due to her sprained ankle. But you just go back to typing on your computer waiting for you to be able to talk to Jiheon about what happened last week. You prepared a speech and everything on how you shouldn’t be dating and why it is a bad idea both in terms of professionalism and you as a fan.

There was a knock on the door. “Okay since everyone is here. I think I’m going to treat everyone to dinner tonight!” Your boss says.

As everyone cheers, you look at Jiheon. She smiles there with her hands clapping. Things slow down. Her beauty is unbelievable. The one thing you don’t want to happen is those eyes to stop smiling. You want them to stay like that forever, bringing Jiheon all the happiness she deserves.

But there is the other thought that you cannot be with her and all you can do is just be her co-worker and at most a friend.

~~

Later tonight

~~

There you are still sober. Almost half of the faculty is already drunk from soju. You get enough of this atmosphere and decide to go out and get some fresh air. Outside is just a couple of tables with chairs. You take one and sit on it, looking out and appreciating the view. Unbeknownst to you, someone follows you outside.

“Can I join you?”

You get surprised. It’s Jiheon.

“Ummm…..I’ll go back inside.”

“No, please. Let’s talk. We need to talk.”

“Jiheon. I can’t.”

She looks at you. Her eyes calling for you. You sit down as she holds your hand. “Look, Oppa. I like you. You said you also like me.”

“Jiheon, are you drunk?”

“Drunk enough to talk to you but sober enough to know this is what I want.”

“Jiheon… You know why I can’t do this.”

She grabs your hands and pulls you closer to her. “Tell me that you don’t like me.”

You look at her with a hint of vexation. “You know we shouldn’t do this.”. You stand up and as she pulls your arm but you push her away and walk back to the restaurant.

“Oppa! I know you like me. That kiss wasn’t a mistake.”

You stop in your tracks with a fist forming and with your teeth grinning. “Jiheon, don’t make this harder for you and me.”

She slowly walks towards you and grabs your hand. Her scent is impeccable, so sweet and so alluring. Her fingers touch your cheek and turn you around. “It’s not going to be harder if you just listen.”

Your lips collide. All the anger is gone. All the thoughts of you not being together are wiped away. You want to satisfy Jiheon’s desires and that desire is you. You don’t fight, being with the idol of your dream is a goal that you never thought you would obtain.

Jiheon releases you from her lips. “Tell me, does that hurt? Is it that hard?”

You lean your foreheads to each other. “I guess not. Tell me. Is that kiss all?”

“Never in the slightest.”

~~

You push yourself inside Jiheon’s apartment still with lips locked onto each other. As you enter, clothes start flying everywhere. First Jiheon’s shirt then your polo. You kick your shoes away leaving only you with your socks.

With your faces up against each, you chuckle for a bit. You lean back a bit and see her half naked where she sees you too.

“You have been working out.” Jiheon compliments you.

“Nothing much. But you look good too.”

“I haven’t been exercising recently. But thanks.” Her hand rests on your chest as she humbles herself.

You both laugh for a second then you return to kissing each other. As you reach her bedroom, you slam her to the wall and extend her arms above her head. Her luscious lips taste irresistible. Her breast tissue already shows from her extended arms.

From experience, you swiftly undo her bra. But before it drops. Jiheon covers her breasts.

“Sorry, I’m not really confident about them. They’re just…”

“They’re just perfect.”

Your eyes stare at each other as you slowly drop her bra to the floor. “You’re beautiful just the way you are. Trust me. That’s why I have fallen for you.”

She kisses you again. Her arms wrap around your neck. She pushes you back to her bed, making you fall in it.

“If I trust you then you have to trust me. I’m going to give you a good time.” Jiheon breaks the kiss and traces herself down to your pants. Her hand already runs you fully grown length then she kneels in front of you.

She stares at your pants and slowly but swiftly she removes them. Now the only barrier between Jiheon and your cock is your underwear. Your cock twitches as Jiheon stares at it. Her eyes are in amazement at its size.

She peels off the covering and reveals the long hard girthy cock inside your underwear. Her cold hand grasps the warm length. She curiously pumps it, slowly stroking it. Her tongue gives a little lick on the tip.

“Please, tell me. Do you trust me?”

You just nod in either fear or excitement. You can’t tell what kind of emotions Jiheon knows what to bestow upon you but you’re looking forward to more.

She licks from the base to the tip. The rough surface drags a line of exhilaration. A wave of emotions that starts from the base. Her tongue wraps around it then for the lip a nice lick. A quick yet pleasurable nibble.

Her hand begins pumping. Slow strokes turn faster. Fast strokes run in tandem with her sucking. Jiheon’s plump lips suck and surround your stimulated shaft. It runs for more and more. All of the stimuli run throughout your legs.

Jiheon releases her hold of you. “Like that?”

You pull her up and make her lie down on top of you while you lay on the bed. She kisses you on the lips, the soft luscious taste. While this happens your finger lingers underneath and into her pants. Inside you can feel her shaven slit. You play with it for a second before you remove your hand and undo her pants. 

Jiheon moans. Her eyes smile. Her expression turns from someone who wants to please you into someone who is being pleasured. Your hand pulls down her panties and her pants. Now both of you are laying there naked on the bed. Your finger invites itself inside the walls of Jiheon.

“Argh,” Jiheon whispers to your ear. “Please…. Don’t stop. It’s…. so good.”

You finger her more, finger her faster. Soon she loses herself. The urge and surge of euphoria are entering her. Your finger has clearly done more to her than her mouth has done to you. Yet you have enjoyed her oral stimulation.

After reaching her third orgasm, she grabs your wrist as it was about to enter her one more time.

“Come on. I shouldn’t have all the fun.” Jiheon reminds you. “Please let me let you enjoy this moment.”

She gets on top of you and with her butt resting right above your crotch. All of her perfect body can be seen. Her milky white midriff, her perfect perky breasts, and the bright expression in her smiling eyes.

She lifts herself and aligns herself to your protruding cock. She fits the tip on the entrance of her slit. At first, the head enters. You can see Jiheon’s eyes show pleasure. Soon it goes halfway, her face shows a hint of pain. But as she fully impales herself with your cock. All of that pain goes away and the sensual experience begins.

She moves up and down your shaft. You hold on to her waist while she grabs your shoulders. You can feel the tightness of her walls. While she can feel the girth of your length. You grunt while she moans. You guide her pace, moving steadily not too fast yet enough for you to enjoy the moment. 

You pull her down to you while she still rides your cock. But instead of moving forward, you turn her around where you are in control. Now you are on top of her, either hand on each side of her chest while your cock is still inserted inside her.

“Like that?” You ask.

She nods while laughing, amused with the situation.

“Now tell me, are you going to enjoy this?” You ask for a second time.

This time you thrust inside her, getting in harder than she was riding. You push your cock in deeper and deeper after each step. Jiheon raises her voice after each round of pleasure. It grows louder and louder after every second.

Soon sweat starts to drip down from your nose and it falls to Jiheon’s breasts. She doesn’t notice so you just continue and push in deeper. After a while, you look at her happy face and kiss it. First on the cheek then on the neck, it moves to her lips. This silences her. She pulls you in closer for the kiss. A strong and passionate make-out session occurs while you still get in on her in the classic missionary style.

“Fuck, Jiheon. I’m going to cum.” You can feel your legs grow weak and your orgasm is about to come.

“Wait. Please not inside.”

You quickly pull out your cock and as soon as it comes out. It spews all of your seed all over her abs. Your breath starts to slowly go down. Each exhale comes out of your nostrils as you lay next to her.

“So, sunbae? What’s next?”

You turn to the side. “Oppa. You can call me oppa again.” You say as you kiss her on the lips.

“So what are we going to tell our co-workers?” Jiheon jokingly remarks.

“What are we going to tell your fans?”