#whatcha doing hmmm?

[puzzleb0nes]

The Skeleton appears, what do???

[cutie-pinay]

I'm wondering if Vere is sitting here from the sneak peek art from the May update 🤔...

[fischerfrey]

happy birthday annie!

feat. (some) of my favourite characters of yours; elian goldcrest kit enfield ezra greenaway dawn harvelle declan rovere farrow raeburn cieran o'connor viveka raeburn

@potionboy3

[hoshigray]

Mean sukugo smutty smut 🩷🩵

in a sukugo mood, soooo . . .

꯳⃘꤫⃛✿ contents: Sukuna + Gojo x gn! reader - explicit content; minors DNI - face-fucking - impact play (spanking) - spit-roasting + back-to-front positions - degradation + humiliation - choking - spitting - unprotected sex - creampies - pet names (crybaby, plaything, pet, sweetie) - mention of drool/spit, tears & pain.

“Suck it, pig.”

A night with Gojo and Sukuna is one you could never forget in your entire life, especially when they’re just plain ole’ nasty and mean to your poor little body. It doesn’t matter if there is a good cop or bad cop — somewhere down the line, those words will hold no meaning in that mushy, fucked-out brain of yours…

Picture it: your face smooshed to the mere pink pubes of Sukuna’s dick, forced to orally accommodate the foreign limb that invades your cavity and hits the back of your throat without your control. Not that you’d bother; your hands are already balled up into fists on the couch armrest while Gojo plows his cock into you from the back. 

Your words are substituted for tone-down cries as Sukuna shoves his length to and fro from your aching lips. He pinches you by the cheek, and you howl on his member. “Dumb bitch can’t suck it right, huh? Loosen that fucking jaw,” his commands harsh yet roll off his tongue like honey. “There you go…fuck, there you go, pet.”

Another hit onto hot skin, this time from behind. “Shiiit, you get so tight when I do that!” Gojo sighs heavily after intaking a gasp at how well the walls of your entrance clamp around him from striking your butt. And, of course, he does it again. “More—tighten up more for me…!”

Good Lord, look at you. Your fuzzy eyes are locked on Sukuna, who smirks and drills himself into you. The warmth of your body spreads and amplifies throughout your face and lower half. The skin of your butts stings with the prickles of pain that befall from the onslaught of slaps Gojo puts on you, and the snow-haired man only groans lowly at the glorious sensation of your squeeze. So sweet and tender on his member, the hammer of his pelvis causing your ass to jiggle as he ventures deep into places you could never fathom and scratch spots on your walls thanks to the curve of his cock. 

The pink-haired man’s pace quickens, his wet balls smacking your chin where your drool spills and drizzles down to the armrest. Your head pounds with every rut. Fuuuck, fuck…! This is too much!!

“—Hmmph, shit, stay fucking still, you fucking slut! Quit squirmin’ and cryin’.”

How could you not, though? When the back of your knees holds your legs up by Sukuns while he pistons up to your chasm filled with come, and your brain gets foggier by the second, it’s evident that you start to act in hysterics. 

Your sweaty ass is inherently glued to the salmon-headed one’s thighs; Sukuna sits on the couch with you on top of him. His black-painted nails digging into your skin, adding more marks to your body to leave you sore afterward. Come from your ridge escapes with every plow, trickling past the white ring around Sukuna’s base of his dick and down to the couch seats.

Gojo – can’t forget him – wrings your neck, his pale, slender fingers constricting airways to worsen the headache. “Awww, is that tears I see?” He coos in a pleasant tone — patronizing, no doubt. “Heh, such a crybaby,” his hold narrows, pushing your head back to Sukuna’s shoulder. 

“—Mmm, keheh, so tight…Like getting choked out, huh?” Sukuna cockles hoarsely, dropping your legs to grab onto your waist, same fingernails leaving lines of indented torture for you to wallow and squirm. “Hmmm…shit, look at you, twitching around me like you’re getting off to it like a real dirty bitch. Pathetic plaything.”

“Ahaha, whatcha got your mouth open for?” Gojo inquires, his grasp on your neck getting tighter forces your mouth agape. “Keep it open,” as if you have a choice in that matter, letting the tall man degrade you by spitting into your mouth. He grabs his erect dick and strokes, and then his hand covers your lips. “Now swallow.”

Moans are all that’s left of you; thinking hurts while your body is being used to please the rough men putting you through such a rush. Gojo’s hands return around your neck to choke you, your head reaching a new level of light-headedness that you can’t comprehend. And Sukuna’s fat shaft, with the merciless speed of his hips, pounds, and burrows into your inner channel that you can’t keep your eyes open. The haze is unavoidable, and the lack of oxygen has you gag. 

Until Gojo removes his fingers and palms for you to cough, hacking up under strained breath as your body decides to hit you with the sharpest keen of your life, shocks coursing up your spine to your brain to leave a sting. Tears stream down a hot face while your chasm flutters around Sukuna’s length, and Gojo jerks himself in a rush, enjoying the view of your lewd appearance.  

Eventually, strings of his release eject out of the urethra, hitting your tummy and sliding down to your sex, right as Sukuna lets himself loose and bursts his load to stuff inside you. And he doesn’t let you go until he’s certain every drop of him is where it’s supposed to be, pushing you off him. Semen coating your sweaty frame and hole, and all the men could do was chuckle at the crude display.

© HOSHIGRAY2024 – reblogs and comments are appreciated wholeheartedly ⊹ dividers by @animatedglittergraphics-n-more.

[uzurakis]

although megumi doesn’t do pda and rarely even holds your hand in public, he’ll somehow always make sure that he’s subtly touching you in some way, like if you’re sitting next to each other your thighs knees or arms must be touching. if you’re standing somewhere like shopping together or in a group of people or waiting in like somewhere he’ll always have his chest stuck to your back hovering over you and almost like protecting you and claiming you without really doing too much

one thing about megumi is he is attentive; but i’ve used that word on him several times so imma switch it up with perceptive and observant, caring in own way. this guy does want to always keep you at arms length but the thing—what you said—bro’s not into pda so he does other understated things and plays down his ��pda’ to the things u said! spot on! one thing i have been headcanon-ing megs for a long time is he does the “resting his chin on you” pda, he doesn’t mind it to do it anywhere, not like holding hands or circling his hands over ur waist. if you’re standing still n doing stuffs ure occupied with, he comes from behind, rests his chin on top of your head OR your shoulders; whatever he feels at that moment. slurring “hmmm, whatcha doin” as his eyes looks down on your hands and smell the vague fragrance of your shampoo. he also do this when u do a mirror selfie jshjsuh he jus goes behind u and pose with his chin relaxing on your skull, deadpanning or sometimes, rarely, smilling

[wonderingpanda]

He Likes Me

Rise!Donnie x GN!Reader

This isn’t a request or part of anything bigger, just a happy oneshot to brighten your mood. Enjoy!

It was saturday which meant that April and Y/n were able to spend the day at the lair with their favourite turtle brothers. Donnie had been tinkering with some new gadget whatcha-ma-who, Mikey was reading through a new cookbook April brought him, Leo and Raph were caught up in a competitive video game while April and Y/n found themselves wrapped up in their phones. As for Splinter you may ask? He had some “important errands to run” whatever that meant.

Something that caught Aprils eye though was the focused expression on Y/n’s face and the consistent scrolling on their phone. Something was up.

“You ok Y/n?” She turned to face them. Y/n paused what they were doing and quickly tried to cover up the truth.

“Uh yep! Totally fine, there’s nothing going on at least not with me at the moment.” They flashed a bright toothy smile that couldn’t have seemed more fake, prompting Mikey to speak up from his book.

“Hmm I’m no expert, well maybe I am, but you don’t seem fine.” Leo looked over his shoulder towards the conversation.

“You can tell us if something’s bothering you.” Suddenly a loud crashing noise came from the game as Raph held his arms up in victory.

“Ha, yes! Suck it Leo!”

“Wha- no!” Leo dramatically called out after turning back to the screen. Donnie sighed and rolled his eyes at the sight.

“Dumb dumbs.” He muttered under his breath before looking over at Y/n.

“Look Y/n, we know you and you know us and knowing you there’s definitely something wrong so I highly recommend telling us what it is before Mikey and April try to force it out of you.”

“Mikey and April aren’t going to-“ Y/n cut themself off seeing the demonic looks on April and Mikey’s faces directed at them.

“Okay, okay I’ll come clean!” They shouted. “I have… *sigh* a date.”

“A date?” April looked at them.

“A date!?” Mikey, Leo and Raph all simultaneously spoke.

“A date…” Donnie reluctantly spoke out, feeling a sense of disappointment wash over him. No that wasn’t quite it, perhaps animosity?

“Oh ho Y/n pulling all the guys, or girls o-or- who are you going out with exactly?” Leo asked.

“Just some guy from school, his name’s Melvin.” Y/n explained. “He’s sweet and I think he really likes me.”

“But do you like him?” Mikey questioned, leaning in close towards them. Almost like an interrogation.

“Well yeah, I mean why else would I go out with him?”

“Hmmm.” Mikey stroked his chin consciously. “Fair point.” He backed away to a more comfortable distance.

“I’m just kind of nervous since it’s my first ever date and I don’t exactly want to make a bad impression.” April perked up at Y/n’s words and quickly grabbed their hand.

“Well if it’s help you need, then it’s help you’ll get. Bye boys we’ll be back in an hour!” April cheered and pulled Y/n off to her house. The brothers sat staring silently at where April and Y/n had been seconds ago.

“Uh, bye.” Raph spoke to no one now that they were gone.

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At April’s house, Y/n was trying on different outfits while they talked.

“Look Y/n, I’m happy you got this date and all but I’m confused, I thought you liked Donnie?” Y/n hesitated as they came out in their next outfit of choice.

“I… I do but I’ve decided that it might be time to move on.”

“Move on!?” This sent April into an internal panic. She knew Donnie liked Y/n and Y/n liked Donnie. If they moved on then the two might miss out on what could have been something incredible for both of them. Not to mention Donnie would be heartbroken!

“Yeah.” Y/n continued. “It’s just that I’ve liked him for years now. Since we were what, eight? And he hasn’t shown any signs of liking me back, at least none that I’ve noticed.”

“Well you never know, maybe he’s just worried that you won’t feel the same way about him.” April suggested in hopes of sending Y/n some hints.

“Maybe. But I just can’t help but feel as though I’m hanging on to something that’s never going to happen. That if I keep holding on to it I’ll continue miss out on other opportunities. I want to be able to have something with someone and I have to accept that that someone might not be Donnie.” Y/n sadly explained. Truthfully, they didn’t want to let their feelings for Donnie go but it was the healthy thing to do.

“That’s really mature of you Y/n.” April smiled sadly. She might not have wanted Y/n to let Donnie go however she couldn’t help but be proud of her younger friend.

“On a more positive note, what do we think of this? I was kind of going for casual but pretty and well done.” Y/n turned to show off different angles of the outfit to April.

“Girl you look gorgeous; anyone would grateful to get to see you tonight.” April hyped them up and the two excitedly hugged.

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Back at the lair things weren’t going as great. Leo, Raph and Mikey knew of their brother’s long term feelings for Y/n and were struggling to find an appropriate way to console him.

“H-hey think about it this way, if it goes badly then you’ll be able to get closer to Y/n by comforting them.” Leo suggested, immediately receiving a smack on the back of his head from Raph.

“Leo are you suggesting I take advantage of Y/n’s emotional state and manipulate them into liking me by providing a source of comfort purely for my own personal gain?” Donnie frowned.

“Uh yes?” Leo hesitantly confirmed.

“Oh for the love of science, I’m looking for advice here Leo. I want to be supportive not narcissistic and callous!” Mikey quickly pushed Leo to the side in a futile attempt to save what little chance they had left of helping their brother.

“Don’t worry D. Look, everyone deals with all sorts of emotions from time to time and jealousy is an extremely common-“

“I’m not jealous.” Donnie cut Mikey off. The younger turtle sighed.

“Right. Well if you want to be able to be supportive of Y/n and not feel any resentment towards their arrangement then it might be time to… let those feelings go.” All three brothers exchanged nervous glances, unsure of how Donnie would react.

“You know what.” He spoke up. “You’re right, you are absolutely right. This has gone on for far too long and it’s time I moved on.”

“Wait seriously?” Raph raised an eyebrow at Donnie’s response. Unbelieving that he would be accepting so quickly.

“Yes seriously. From now on my feelings for Y/n are no more and nothing is going to change that.” Donnie turned around in pride only for his heart to stop at the sight. April and Y/n had finally returned and boy did Y/n look ever so gorgeous. “Sweet Galileo.” He whispered as his pupils shrunk.

“Hey boys we’re back!” April cheered as she and Y/n walked closer.

“Looking good Y/n.” Leo called out.

“You’re gonna own tonight.” Mikey cheered.

“And if he even thinks of laying a hand on you! Just call us, we’ll take care of it no problem.” Raph smiled brightly to cover up his protectiveness.

“Aww you guys are too kind. We do have to leave soon, again, but we just wanted to pop down to get a final verdict on the outfit. It seems you three like it, Donnie?” He turned to face Y/n who was now looking over in his direction. “What do you think?” He looked at them for a moment in contemplation before sighing and smiling warmly.

“You look… absolutely stunning. He’s a really lucky guy.” Y/n returned his look with a genuine smile.

“Thanks that means a lot coming from you.” They smiled bashfully at the ground, their cheeks turning red. The moment was cut short when Y/n noticed the time on their watch and went back to stressing.

“Ooh well it looks like it’s time to head off; I’ll let you guys know how it goes. Shall we?” Y/n smiled at April.

“We shall.” April nodded her head.

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“Bye Y/n! Make good choices!” April called out to Y/n who was now walking away with their date.

“I will!” Y/n smiled and laughed at Aprils enthusiasm. Melvin turned to face them.

“Your friend seems very eccentric.” He gave a toothy smile.

“She sure is.” Y/n agreed as the two walked away. Something odd caught April’s eye though. She noticed with the glint in his teeth how the boy looked almost like he had fangs. Her eyes quickly moved to examine Melvin once more before he disappeared from her vision and what she saw caused her to gasp in fear.

Under the boys large coat was the very end of a tail sticking out. Whatever he was, he certainly wasn’t human and the fact that he was hiding it couldn’t mean anything good.

She quickly dashed away, heading down the streets of NYC to find the nearest manhole.

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“Boys, we have a problem!”

The turtle brothers looked over at April who had quickly run into the lair.

“And that would be?” Leo asked, looking around carelessly.

“I think Y/n’s date might be a mutant.”

“No!” Raph called out as the boys shrieked in fear.

“Or a Yōkai.” April continued.

“Gasp!” Donnie shouted as the brothers let out an even more panicked reaction.

“Or even some sort of alien-type monster!”

“Oh my god!” Mikey cried, holding his head in his hands as they all pulled the most horrified looks they possibly could.

“Wait, wait, wait. What makes you think he (Maaa, Mor, M-Melvin was it?) could be any of those things?” Leo asked prompting the others to look to April for an answer.

“He had a tail and fangs. He was also clearly trying to hide it and I don’t know about you guys but whenever someone’s trying to hide that they’re a non-human creature I don’t usually take it as a good sign.”

Mikey frowned for a moment before looking back at April.

“But Y/n’s was so excited about this date. We can’t just go and ruin it now.”

“Yeah, I mean, and besides what if you’re wrong and the guy’s perfectly normal?” Raph had a good point, it was entirely possible this person wanted to cause no harm.

“Well if you guys don’t believe me then come see for yourselves. We won’t interrupt them, just take a good look at the guy because I am positive there is no way he’s human.” April suggested, she hoped they would agree because at this stage she couldn’t take on a whole mutant by herself even with Y/n’s assistance.

“If what you’re proposing is true, and I’m not saying it is, then I suppose it makes sense to go and check it out.” Donnie agreed, of course he did. Truthfully he was just taking this as an excuse to see how the two were going. How much Y/n liked him, if he was treating them right, how close they had gotten.

April sighed with relief that they had all agreed. She knew it was unlikely but somewhere deep down she hoped this guy wasn’t a threat. Hopefully, somehow, maybe Raph was right and he was totally harmless… hopefully.

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As for Y/n, they were blissfully unawhere of any danger and were currently enjoying their romantic night.

“So do you have any hobbies?” They asked in hopes of getting to know more about Melvin.

“Oh nothing much, mainly artistry and a bit of sport. I was actually enlisted by this club to go and recruit new members for them.”

“Oh that sounds cool.” Y/n perked up. They didn’t want to give the impression they were overly interested but were curious about this ‘club’ nonetheless.

“Yeah it’s like a fighting arena type thing.” The guy went on. “It wasn’t easy but I guess they saw potential in me.”

“I guess they did.” Y/n smiled. They then looked around noticing how their surroundings had drastically changed from the rows of grey concrete buildings to a beautiful lush green park “This is my favourite part of the city! How did you know?”

“Lucky guess?” Melvin smiled and shrugged causing Y/n to laugh cheerfully and pull him along.

“Come on, let’s go!”

Unknown by the two teens, behind them were April and the turtles huddled tightly in a bush to discreetly watch them.

“Ugh I can’t see!” Leo whined in a hushed voice while trying to push Raph to the side.

“Then look harder. Don’t try to push me out, you’ll blow our cover!” Raph whispered back. Leo kept shoving around and pushed Donnie causing his goggles to fall on his head.

“Now I can’t see! What’s going on? Are they talking, have they kissed?”

“SHUT UP DONNIE!” The other four yelled before quickly hiding back in the bush in hopes they hadn’t made their presence known.

“Did you hear something?” Y/n asked, curiously turning around to see where the noise had come from.

“I didn’t hear anything” Melvin shrugged, his smile taking on an unnerving tone.

In the bush, Leo was still bickering with Raph. April was shoving Donnie to the side as he was being pushed into her by the force of Raph and Leo’s back-and-forth shoves. Poor Mikey was stuck nervously at the edge of the bush, watching Y/n and Melvin talk as he struggled to avoid exposing himself.

“Can you two please stop, that it is very annoying!” Donnie complained to his fighting brothers. Soon enough he managed to get enough space to move his goggles efficiently. He began to lift them up back to the designated spot on top of his head.

“Finally I can see what’s going on and- wait!” He stopped when he saw something curious as they passed over his eyes. He properly positioned them so he could see through them and began to inspect the scene in front of them.

“Uh guys, April may have been right.”

The two brothers stopped fighting and Mikey sighed in relief as he was one toe away from falling out.

“What are you talking about?” Raph asked.

“I can’t believe I didn’t think of checking sooner but this Melvin guy is radiating a lot of mystic energy.” Donnie spoke as he adjusted his goggles.

“Ha! I told you all!” April cheered and pointed at the brothers in victory. “Wait…” she then came to the realisation. “That’s not good, Y/n’s in danger! Code red, code red!”

“We don’t even have a code red!” Leo pointed out, exasperated.

“Ooh this is bad, what are we gonna do!?” Mikey panicked.

“What do you mean, ‘what are we gonna do’? I’ll tell you what we’re going to do, we’re going to go out there and kick some mystic butt!” Raph punched the palm of his hand. April and the three younger brothers all nodded their heads in sync.

Y/n and Melvin continued to walk around in the same spot for a while, still asking each other different questions.

“Uh what kind of friends do you have?” Melvin asked in an overly cheery tone.

“Well I’m fairly close with my best friend April and I have these four friends who I’ve known for quite sometime now.” Y/n answered blindly.

“Wow, they sound interesting. Tell me more about these friends.”

“Ok?” Y/n agreed in a questioning matter. “They’re brothers and each kind of have their own thing which is one of the things I really like about them. The oldest is super tough and strong, the youngest is an amazing chef and incredibly cheerful, the second oldest is very flamboyant and his slightly younger brother, who we call his twin but isn’t actually his twin, is the smarts of the group.”

“Exciting!” Melvin commented. They must make great fighters.”

“Yeah…” Y/n trailed off. “Wait how did you make that connection?”

Melvin began to darkly chuckle. “You know I really didn’t expect it to be this easy.”

Y/n started slowly backing away. “Mel you’re kinda freaking me out here.”

“I mean capturing four superpowered mutants, now how was I meant to do that?” He smiled.

“Mutants!? Melvin what are you talking abou-“

“But then it hit me. I didn’t have to capture them, I only needed to capture you.”

Y/n quickly turned to run away but it was too late. Melvin had transformed into a beastly lizard yōkai and grabbed them before they could get away.

“Ugh no, help!” They tried to reach their phone but their arms were pressed tightly up against their sides. Just as they were ready to attempt an escape four figures jumped from behind a bush and landed infront of the towering Melvin.

“Let her go you scaly monster!” Raph demanded.

“Yeah, or else we’ll have to go full Lou Jitsu on you!” Mikey shouted while getting into a fighting pose.

“How dare you captured our beautiful beloved friend and mess with their feelings!” Donnie stated, preparing his tech-bō for battle.

“Is your name even Melvin!?” Leo pointed an accusatory finger towards him.

“Actually no, feel free to call me Nivlem!”

“Nivlem. Your real name is just your fake name flipped around?” Leo challenged.

“Uh yeah, what’s wrong with that?” Melvin asked.

“I don’t know it just seems a little basic.” He shrugged.

“W-well what are your other villains called? You know what, never mind I’ll just change it to something cooler like… The Destructor!”

“Mmm no.” Leo shook his head.

“Ooh I know!” Mikey pitched in. “How about… The Destructinator!”

“Now that is a cool villain name!” Leo smiled.

“Whatever, you guys are losers! Now, I’ll make this nice and easy for you; turn yourselves into Big Mama or else I’ll crush the bones of your friend till there’s nothing left to break.” The Destructinator threatened, squeezing Y/n tightly enough to cause them discomfort but not enough to severely injure them yet.

The brothers stood still in silent fear for their friend. If they were to so much as make a move to fight then Y/n would be crushed but turning themselves into Big Mama wasn’t exactly an ideal option either.

Y/n managed to squeeze themself out of The Destructinator’s grip just enough to cough out a sentence. “So let me guess, that fight club you recruit for is actually the Battle Nexus?”

“Uh yeah, I figured that would be obvious by now.” He replied, squeezing Y/n back into place much to the panic of the four turtles. Their face-off was soon broken when a loud yell came from behind and April smacked The Destructinator harshly in the side of the head with her bat. He stumbled and dropped Y/n who was thankfully caught by Donnie in the nick of time.

“Thanks Donnie, thought I was goner there for a second.” They looked up at Donnie causing him to blush and avoid their gaze.

“Well it was nothing, just making sure my friend doesn’t turn into a pancake.” He let them down as they turned back to April who ran up to give them a hug.

“Oh thank goodness you’re ok. When that guy comes to his senses I’m going to smack the life out of him!” She announce while fiercely tapping her bat into the palm of her hand.

“Thanks April.” Y/n smiled. “Wait what were you guys doing here anyway I thought you were all back at the lair!?” They asked.

“Well yeah about that you see-“ Leo began with the intent of covering up with a lie.

“April said she saw something weird about your date so we followed you here and watched you two to see if he was dangerous!” Mikey blurted out.

“So you stalked me?” Y/n questioned.

“Uh yeah. But only with good intentions.” Raph replied.

“And it worked out cause if we hadn’t you’d most likely be a prisoner of Big Mama.” April defended to try and make out the situation in a positive light.

“Don’t worry I’m not mad, just be glad you were right or else I’d be livid.” Y/n reassured them.

The Destructinator began to finally wake up and rubbed the side of his head April had hit.

“Ouch, that really hurt!” He took note that Y/n was with the turtles safely and growled. “Fine, if you won’t turn yourselves in then I’ll do it for you.”

The Destructinator then charged forward and smashed his fist on the ground, separating the group. April, now on the ground with her hands supporting her weight, gripped her bat and stood up with a fire in her eyes.

“Oh that’s it!” She took the opportunity while his hand was on the ground to run up his arm. April attempted to swing her bat at his head again but was stopped by his other hand and thrown against a tree.

“Hey Destructinator!” Mikey wrapped the chain of his kusari-fundo around The Destructinator’s wrist. “Take this!” He attempted to pull him down but was instead thrown into the air and fell smack on the ground. “Ouchie.”

Leo decided to antagonise the lizard yōkai by running behind him and cheerfully calling.

“Yoo hoo, Destructinator!” The Destructinator turned around and rapidly began throwing punches all of which Leo dodged in a glamorous manner. It was when he chose to close his eyes and start bragging “Ha! Can’t touch Neon Leon.” that The Destructinator was able to land a punch and send him flying.

He turned around and spotted Y/n, picking them up once more as they struggled against his grip.

“I warned you, now time to suffer the consequences sequences.” He prepared to crush them to bits until Donnie shouted.

“Hey, hands off you overgrown lacertilia!” He held his tech-bō sturdily as a giant missile formed at the back. He ran forward and smashed it directly in The Destructinator’s face causing him to wobble backwards.

Y/n notified hid grip loosen and freed herself, sliding down the lizard and running off to Donnie’s side.

Once it stopped hurting The Destructinator took his hand off his face and stared down at Donnie in rage.

“Why you little-“

“Hey!” Raph yelled out, directing The Destructinator’s attention to him. “Pick on someone your own size!” He then used his powers to form his bigger body which towered over the lizard. “Or a little bigger.” He smirked and lifted up The Destructinator with both of his hands, yelled “Hot Soup!” before slamming him into the ground.

The Destructinator began coughing and clearing dust out of his eyes till he noticed Y/n standing off bedside some trees.

Upon noticing his stare they ran and he quickly stood, taking chase.

“Hey, get back here!”

What he didn’t see was Y/n smiling and looking back at him before passing another tree. As he went to do the same, April jumped out and smacked him in the face with her bat.

He held his head in pain before being twisted around by Mikey’s kusari-fundo and spun around again when being quickly released.

As The Destructinator teetered on one foot in his dizzy state; Leo opened a portal beside him and pushed him in, leaning over the edge while the yōkai fell to yell out.

“Tell Big Mama we said hi!”

He stood back and finally closed the portal causing everyone to cheer.

Donnie looked towards Y/n and quickly ran to them, holding their shoulders.

“Are you ok, did he hurt you badly?”

“I’m fine Donnie.” They placed their hands on his shoulders in return. He quickly hugged them tightly which caught Y/n off guard as he isn’t known for being a hugger. But instead of questioning it they embraced the hug and enjoyed it while it lasted.

Sadly that wasn’t very long as the others began gathering around them. The two separated and April swung an arm around Y/n’s shoulders.

“From now on I’m interrogating all your dates.”

“Haha.” Y/n let out a dry laugh. “Please tell me you’re joking.”

“Nope!” April smiled and everyone bust into laughter as they began walking home.

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The day ended with Y/n in Donnie’s lab, leaning on the back of a chair while scrolling on their phone as he carefully worked on repairing a broken piece of equipment.

“I’m sorry about your date Y/n.”

“It’s fine. Besides I’m not really counting this one since it sucked and didn’t actually end up being a date at all.”

He looked over to them relaxing and felt a wave of concern at how peaceful they were, perhaps they were in denial?

“Apologies for my skepticism but you seem rather happy for someone who was nearly killed by a mutant lizard pretending to be their date.” He fully turned his chair in their direction this time, giving them his full attention.

“Well I guess maybe it’s because I didn’t actually like Melvin that much, or The Destructinator I suppose.” They looked up from their phone in deep thought.

“So if you didn’t really like him then why agree to go out with him?”

“Desperation maybe? I think a part of me just felt a bit crushed and was looking for something to hide my feelings.”

“Your feelings?” Donnie questioned, wanting to push further on the conversation.

“It’s nothing just a guy, a different one, one I actually do like but I don’t think he likes me back.” Y/n cringed, scrunching up into a smaller ball as they reflected on the situation.

“And who might this other guy be?” Donnie frowned, feeling like the weight in his chest had just been replaced by a heavier one.

“He’s a very special person, I’ve known him for a while now and liked him for the best part of I don’t know how many years.” They looked at the roof to try and recall how long it had been.

“Oh.” He replied, heart sinking further into the ground.

“He has a funny personality and can be so stupid but so smart at the same time. April thinks he likes me but I’m still set on the fact that he doesn’t and probably never will.”

As Donnie kept putting the pieces together he gathered an idea in his mind. Someone smart and stupid whom Y/n had known for a long time and also had affiliations with April. He gasped.

“Leo!?”

“No it’s not Leo!” Y/n quickly shouted back.

“Is it Mikey!?”

“No Donnie it’s not any of your brothers!”

“Well then who else have you known for so long!?”

Y/n stopped for a moment, unsure how to proceed. They were tempted to tell him the truth, just get it over and done with, rip the Band-Aid off. But what would it mean for their friendship? What consequences would telling him bring? They made their choice and with a shaky breath quietly replied.

“You.”

Donnie’s heart stopped for a moment before he came to his senses. They liked him. They actually liked him! This mysterious guy he was planning on hunting down was him! He didn’t know that to do, dance, laugh, cry? Without thinking he shoved his chair forwards and pulled Y/n into a kiss. Their foreheads touched as the two leant in closer, both still in equal shock.

“Why would you think I don’t like you?” Donnie asked as he pulled away.

“I don’t know.” Y/n answered blankly. “Do you like me?”

“Yes you dumb dumb!” He laughed and the two kissed once more. Unfortunately for them it was cut short by the sound of a camera snapping. They looked towards the entrance only to see Leo’s head sticking out behind his phone.

“Oooh Pops is gonna looove this!” He cackled and ran away, waving his phone in the air.

“I’ll be right back.” Donnie frowned as he grabbed some gun-looking device off his bench and took chase screaming.

“Leo!”

Y/n laughed, watching him l run off, with their head leaning on one hand. As they smiled distractedly one thought filled their mind ‘He likes me!’

That’s all. Not much to say here but hope you enjoyed reading and have an amazing day/night wherever you are!✨

[amphibiahawks321]

Panda : Now's your turn Y/N!

M!Reader : Fine... Hmmm.... Dare!

Panda : I dare you to wear Maki's glasses!

M!Reader/Maki : Woah!/what!

Panda : Oh come on! It's not a harming dare!

M!Reader : Yeah that is true, remember the last dare you made me do?-

Panda : Oh yeah! I made you glued gojo sensei's blindfold!

Maki : Yeah, and he went crying to the four of us about it....

Panda : But this one's harmless! Plus! Glasses would totally suit you!

Inumaki : Salmon! (Definitely!)

M!Reader : Hm... That is true!

M!Reader : Hey maki! Can I borrow it?

Maki : Gosh this is so stupid.... Here!

[Maki hands Y/N her glasses while also give a punch on the back of panda's head]

Panda : ow!...

[Y/N puts on her glasses]

M!Reader : Sooooooo how do I look?-

Panda : See! Told you it would suit you!-

click

M!Reader&Inumaki : ???

Panda : did somebody hear that?

Maki : Hear what?

Panda : like a click noise?

Maki : Geez did I hit you on the head too hard?

Panda : YES! it was probably nothing

[Y/N took of the glasses]

M!Reader : Here maki! Thanks!

Maki : Yeah yeah

[Maki grabs her glasses back]

M!Reader : now's your turn panda!

Panda : Truth! Give me your best shot!

M!Reader : Do you-

[Maki stares at the three of them continue playing truth or dare for a minute and went back to her phone to show a photo of Y/N wearing her glasses making maki form a tiny blush]

......

[Gojo suddenly shows up behind her]

Gojo : Hey whatcha looking at?

Maki : WHAT THE-

[bedoballoons]

─⊰⁠⊹ฺ✿𝔾𝕖𝕟𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕟 ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕔𝕒𝕟𝕠𝕟𝕤⊰⁠⊹ฺ✿─

A/n: Double post today because I have wanted to post this for days now! Super fluffy! Slight kiss stealing mentioned!

Requests/asks open!

{༻~Pocky challenge in fontaine~༺}

(Includes: Lyney, Navia, Freminet, Lynette, Neuvillette, and Clorinde!)

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𑁍༄Lyney:

Lyneys bright lavender eyes were trained on you, or more rather the pocky stick that hung slightly out of your mouth, dangling in front of him and tempting him to take a bite. Surely you wouldn't mind if it was just one little taste...he thought, as he leaned in closer to you, his movement making you turn towards him in curiosity. Your faces suddenly just inches away from eachother, causing a blush to spread across your face while he smiled mischievously and started to nibble away at the other end of your pocky stick.

Getting closer and closer to you with each stolen bite, your heart absolutely racing as he got to the part that was at the cusp of your mouth. You could feel his lips against yours for just a split second, his eyes shining with victory as he pulled away...leaving you absolutely flustered.

𑁍༄Navia:

When Navia had originally offered to buy you a pack of pocky, you didn't have any ulterior motives, you were just kinda hungry...and yet the second the box of delicious chocolate covered sticks made its way into your hand...you couldn't help but think of sharing them in the most romantic way possible. "Navia, want to share my pocky with me? Theres this challenge I've always wanted to try and since we are partners I want to try it with you first." You said casually, your heart skipping a beat as her golden yellow eyes met yours and that oh so sweet smile flashed into view.

"Of course! What's the challenge?" Her voice was sugary sweet like honey and the thought of possibly getting a kiss from someone so kind made your face blush, "We both start at one end of the pocky, taking bits till one of us reaches the middle first or pulls away." Her face blushed slightly as you spoke, her cheeks a soft pink as she nodded waiting patiently for you to offer the pocky and begin.

"Chocolate or stick?" You asked nervously, holding the pocky up to her while your heart started to beat harder in your chest. "Hmmm chocolate!" She gently took the pocky from you, putting the chocolate side in her mouth and leaning in so you could reach the other end, the two of you taking small bites till the tips of your noses were touching. Your faces each flashing red as you closed the gap, the sweet taste of chocolate on your lips as the two of you pulled away.

𑁍༄Freminet:

(I use the nickname Fremmy here...its cute okay!)

"Hi Fremmy! Whatcha working on?" You asked with a smile, leaning in slightly to see some type of mechanical machine, Freminets hands busy putting the pieces together like a puzzle only he could understand. "Oh hello...it's a prop for Lyney and Lynettes magic show, I... can't tell you exactly what for though. I'm...sworn to secrecy." He pulled away from his work table, a light blush on his face as he let you exam his newest creation...and despite looking at it for a couple minutes...you had absolutely no idea what it was.

"Well it looks cool whatever it is..., anyways! Remember how you said you'd never had pocky before? Well I got some and I was thinking we could do that challenge I told you about." You held up the box of sweets for him, watching as his light blush deepened to a dark red colour and he looked away shyly, "I-i...um. O-okay." You giggled as you opened the packaging, holding the pocky for him to take, chocolate side pointed in his direction.

"Remember the rules?" He nodded as he put the candy in his mouth, letting you have the other side while his heart pounded in his chest...but before you could even take a second bite..he pulled away out of nervousness, apologizing profusely and congratulating you on your easy win. In the end you sat down beside him on a nearby couch, sharing the sticks between the two of you the normal way while he talked about future inventions.

𑁍༄Lynette:

"You want to...try the pocky challenge with me?" Lynettes monotone voice had the slightest hint of curiousity, her violet eyes on the box of treats you'd gotten only moments earlier and her face ever so lightly pink, she had never tried the challenge before and the idea of sharing the new experience with you...was like a magic wish come true. "Mhm! Do you want the coated side or the stick?" You asked holding the pocky out for her to examine, ultimately she choose the breadstick side watching you intently as you put the chocolate end in your mouth.

Before you could properly take a bite she was at the other end, munching away rhythmically at a incredibly fast pace, till before you knew it her face was right up against yours, your eyes meeting hers your cheeks turned bright red. Her soft lips grazed yours as she took the final bite, pulling away with a small satisfied smile. "Seems I won...I enjoy this game. Shall we try again?"

𑁍༄Neuvillette:

Neuvillette was silent, his cheeks ever so lightly pink as you explained the rules of the pocky challenge, the hidden truth of it clear as day. He knew that if he agreed to said challenge, he could end up receiving a kiss from you and the thought of such a beautiful thing made his heart skip a beat, but...would he be able to stop himself at just one? Perhaps it would be better to decline...and ask for a kiss instead, then his motives would be clear at least...

"Neuvillette?" You smiled, patiently waiting for his response, unaware of the slight dilemma he was having with himself. "Apologies, I was lost in thought...I suppose a challenge would be alright, as long as everything is legal." His eyes met yours as you giggled happily, handing him the chocolaty dessert and watching in excitement as he put the coated end in his mouth, his blush darkening with each moment.

You took the breadstick part in your mouth, nibbling away at it slowly and savouring it's yummy flavour on your tongue as your heart rate increased, your face growing warmer as you got closer and closer to him. With only the smallest bit of pocky left between the two of you, you paused waiting to see what he'd do next and humming in delight as he took the last bite, closing the gap. Your lips touched for just a moment and just as he had expected, it wasn't enough...his hands holding your face as he kissed you again...preferring you over the candy.

𑁍༄Clorinde:

Clorinde sighed quietly, unsure wether to agree to share your snack with you...and possibly end up in a situation that would leave her blushed and quite possibly falling even harder for you or to disagree and play it safe, but always wonder if she should have said yes. Eventually her violet eyes met yours, her brows turned down slight as if she was annoyed, "I agree to your challenge, but I do hope you know...I'll show no mercy. As a champion duelist I take no challenge lightly."

"Yay! Do you want the chocolate end of the pocky or the breadstick part? I'm fine with either." You held up your snack for her, watching curiously as she examined it carefully, as if it could possibly be poisoned...even though you'd already eaten some of them. "I'll take the part without chocolate, thank you." You nodded in response, cheerfully putting the chocolate side in your mouth and wiggling the stick in front of her while she raised a eyebrow at you.

She leaned in, taking small bites of the pocky and finding it rather difficult to concentrate on the treat itself as she became acutely aware of how close your face was to hers. The gap growing smaller as you both ate away at the yummy treat, until your noses were touching and she took the last bite, pulling away so quickly that you were still left in the same stance in shock. "I win." She said quietly, her face blushed red and her lips touched with a bit of melted chocolate,...

"How about 2 outta 3?"

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ଘ(੭*ˊᵕˋ)੭* ੈ♡‧₊˚Have a nice day*⁠.⁠✧

[thecommunityfridge]

A Special Map to a Special Surprise

This story is fictional and meant for mature audiences only. All characters are 18+.

CW: ABDL, DD/L, Diapers, Little POV,

A Special Map to a Special Surprise

I’m huddled over my desk, surrounded by crayons and markers, deeply immersed in my masterpiece. I hear a faint whisper behind me.

“Babykins?”

I turn around and see Daddy standing there, looking at me with a mixture of confusion and concern.

“Hi Daddy,” I say, returning my drawing.

He sighs and walks over. “Did you have a good nap?”

I shake my head without looking up. “No Dada, I was too busy.”

“Too busy with what?” he asks, kneeling beside me. His voice softens as he tries to get a glimpse of my work. “Uh…Sweetie?” he murmurs, gently pulling on my shoulder. “Oh goodness…”

I can’t wait to show him. “Whatcha think?” I ask, my eyes sparkling with excitement as I look up.

Daddy surveys the scene, his brow furrowing as he takes in the scribbles covering the desk. “Well, typically you are supposed to color on something… not just straight on your desk,” he observes, rubbing his finger over the mess. “Covering your desk in squiggles is an impressive artistic choice for sure,” he adds, though he’s clearly more focused on the cleanup ahead. “But you were supposed to be taking a nap. You have a test you need to study for and you told me you were too tired to do so.”

I pout, feeling a little guilty, but still thrilled about my creation. Daddy notices and kneels next to me, his expression softening. “I guess you had a bit of an artistic itch, huh?” he says gently, trying to hide his frustration. “What did you draw?”

“It’s a map, Dada!” I say, tracing over it with my finger.

“Oh really? Map to where?” Daddy asks, curious.

“It’s a secret,” I whisper back, my eyes twinkling with mischief.

“Oh,” Daddy says, nodding and lowering his voice too. “Like a treasure map?”

“Yup!” I say, clapping my hands excitedly.

“Well then what’s the treasure?” Daddy asks, playing along with the game.

“It’s a surprise! You have to find it!” I say, bouncing in my seat.

“I do? A surprise treasure hunt, huh? Hmm, well let me see,” Daddy says, inspecting the drawing as his irritation fades away.

“Now this looks like a bunny…so, is this Mr. Bun Bun?” he asks, pointing to the map.

I nod happily. Daddy glances around the room and spots Mr. Bun Bun resting on my bed.

“There he is!” he says, pointing at my stuffie.

“Now let’s see…an arrow to a tower,” he continues, looking around and seeing the ring tower on the dresser at the foot of the bed. “Oh, that’s a tower! Is it your ring tower?” he asks.

I nod again, excitedly.

“And then…an arrow towards… what’s this, a house?” Daddy asks gently.

I shake my head.

“Hmmm, a barn?” he tries.

I shake my head again.

“Huh…what else has walls and a roof?” Daddy ponders.

“Look closer, Dada,” I say, pointing to the drawing.

Daddy leans in and notices a smiley face in the center.

“Oh! Is this your potty chart?” he guesses.

I nod happily, barely able to contain my excitement.

Daddy looks at the “map” again and spots the X marked on top of the chart. He walks over to the potty chart on the closet door.

“Is this it? Is this the surprise?” he asks, tapping on the chart.

“Nooooo,” I say, shaking my head.

Daddy scans the room, searching for something out of place. Then, he starts to open the closet.

“Is it inside the closet?” he asks.

“Uhhuh!” I say, wiggling in my chair.

Daddy looks inside and starts rummaging through the clothes and diapers.

“…I don’t see anything out of place…” he says, peeking his head out. “Just your little clothes and diapers…”

I nod happily. “Uhhuh!”

Daddy looks at me with a curious expression. “…So what’s the surprise?”

I beam up at him and shout with glee, “I need changies, Dada!”

[thestarrynightslover]

Second Time Is the Charm

Pairing: Jay Halstead x Reader

Word count: 1,211

Warnings: None, just fluff.

Summary: Jay meets the Reader, Hailey's best friend, when she's meeting Molly's for the first time after having moved back to Chicago.

Disclaimer: I don’t own any of the One Chicago shows, or its characters, also not associated with it in any way, or know anyone involved with it.

A/N: Still not in my best writing but I hope you like it!

(y/n) = (your name) (y/l/n) = (your last name) (y/n/n) = (your nickname)

| mastelist |

"Hey, guys! This is my best friend, (y/n) (y/l/n), who I told you about! She just moved to the city a few weeks ago, so, be nice!" You heard your long-time friend, Hailey, warn her coworkers, who she always swore by to be some of the very best people in Chicago.

"Whatcha sayin', Detective Upton? I'm always nice!" a tall guy, who you recognized as being the one Hailey'd had a fling with some time ago, exclaimed, feigning offense.

They all are very sympathetic to you and you can see how they managed to get Hailey's friendship so easily. But there is one person who stands out from the rest of the group. And you just can't help yourself but to stare at the handsome guy who Hailey said is her partner. The famous Jay Halstead. You do know that it's impolite to basically ogle him like that but you. Just. Can't. Stop. He might just be the most beautiful man you've ever seen and that's saying a lot since you'd already lived in many places and had already met lots of hot guys.

Maybe you were dreaming or something but it seemed like he, too, was taking a few glances at you. But you must've been imagining 'cause he never made a single move your way — not that you were dealing any better with this sort of crush.

The hours ticked by faster than anyone there would've imagined with all the friendly chit-chat and the stories being told but, when you noticed the time, you decided it was time to go home, so you announced: "Hey, guys, thanks a lot for tonight! It was really nice meeting you all, I had a blast! But now I think I'mma head home."

"What? No! I can drive you there later," Adam started but you cut him off:

"No need for that, really. I live nearby and the walk home is gonna be good for me!"

"But going alone this time of night…" Kevin trailed off.

"Well I was thinking about heading home too and I'm also gonna walk. So maybe we can go together?" Jay asked, speaking directly to you for the first time in the whole night.

Not really knowing how to politely decline that one, you accepted: "Oh, um, okay, that'd be nice."

"It's really nice of yours to offer to walk me home, Jay. Thank you again." You said in an attempt to break the ice.

"Yeah, no problem. You know I like making myself available for the community!" He said with a wink? Was Hailey's partner seriously trying to flirt with you? "So, back at Molly's everyone explored a lot why you came back to Chicago but I wanna know what made you leave it in the first place, 'cause you went to college here, with Hailey, right?"

"Uh… yeah, we were roommates, actually. But I left for many reasons, the main one being a wish to see what the world had to offer. Which wasn't very hard since I can easily get a job pretty much anywhere I want…" You answered, leaving out the part about how your ex had humiliated you into leaving the city just to put as much distance between the two of you as possible.

"Hmmm, I see. But you said work had you moving back?"

"Yeah, well this was an exception because I was being offered a better position in case I came here." And because now you'd already gotten over what happened with your ex.

"Then which one is your favorite city so far?" There he got you, you always had a hard time picking favorites…

"Hmmm, maybe Amsterdam?" You thought that it would be a smooth way to do some flirting of your own. "It can be a very romantic city…" You started, "and I've always seen myself as a romantic, hopeless or not…"

"Oh, is that right?" The detective asked.

"Yeah, well, what can I say if everything romance just makes me happy?" You said, looking up brightly at him. Before he could muster up an answer though, you realized where you were, "Oh, that's my building right there!" You exclaimed pointing at the building across the street. But just as you said it you found yourself being sweetly and longingly kissed by Jay, which caught you completely off guard.

"So…" You started without really knowing how to continue after the kiss.

"So…" He imitated while nervously scratching the back of his neck. "I guess it was a bit awkward to just kiss you like that-"

"No! I, uh, I liked it!" Gosh, you sounded like a teenager, " I mean it wasn't bad or anything."

"Then maybe you'd be okay with giving me your number?" He asked.

"Yeah, sure!" Once again, teenager, dammit! "I, uh, what I mean is that I wouldn't mind it if you wanted to call me sometime, detective. You know, just making myself available for the community." You repeated his previous words with a wink.

"Huh! Careful with those empty promises, ma'am," Jay said playfully.

"Who said anything about empty?" You countered.

"Okay, then… Just know that you might be getting a call from me sooner rather than later." He half confessed while shaking his head.

"Looking forward to it!" You shot back and turned around to walk towards your building. Just as you were about to take the first step though, you decided to take a last glance at him, saying: "Have a good night, detective." He didn't answer, you didn't give him time to. But, as you were almost at the building's door, you heard your phone starting to ring and decided to pick up, since it wasn't very common for you to get calls at that time of night. "Hello?"

"Hi, uh, is this (y/n) (y/l/n)'s phone?" You heard Jay's amused voice on the other end of the line and instantly turned back around to see him, still standing on the other side of the street, purposely in your eyesight.

"Really?"

"You said to call at any time-"

"Hmmm…"

"And I just couldn't wait!"

"Are you making fun of me right now?"

"Not at all!" He quickly responded. "I am, actually, inviting you to grab coffee with me one of these days." At that, your heart started beating faster and you could only hope that he wasn't able to hear it through the phone. "Or, you know, lunch, dinner, whatever you prefer!"

"I, uh, I would love to, Jay." Was all you could answer, as the flirty banter suddenly seemed pointless. "I would love to grab coffee or lunch or dinner with you sometime!"

"Okay. That's, uh, that's great! So, maybe this Saturday? 9 o'clock?"

"Yeah, sure! That sounds good! Just let me know where you wanna me-"

"Nope, nuh-uh, that's not happening! Just be ready by then and prepare yourself to be surprised!"

"Jay, I-"

"Not taking no for an answer! Goodnight to you too, (y/n)." He said and hung up, waving at you as he continued his path. Meanwhile, you went upstairs thinking about Saturday and about how you'd snatched a guy like that on your third day back in the city. Maybe Chicago wasn't as bad as you remembered it anymore...

[jrswritings]

Tingles and Giggles - Chapter Twelve - Tyler Owens x Reader

Get caught up with Chapter One, Chapter Two, Chapter Three, Chapter Four, Chapter Five, Chapter Six, Chapter Seven, Chapter Eight, Chapter Nine, Chapter Ten, and Chapter Eleven! Masterlist :)

Chapter Twelve - Is This Where We Say Goodnight? 

The drive back to the motel was quiet except for the soft melodies coming from the radio. Everything that had happened today was engrained into your mind. From you both having embarrassing moments that morning, you angrily shooting off a firework, the short but passionate kiss shared, and now the peaceful drive while staring at the stars with your hand in his. As much as this cowboy drove you up the wall with his crazy antics, he also buried himself into your heart. 

“Well little lady,” he said softly, just as you both rolled into town which was only lit up by a few street lights and the neon sign for the motel. 

“Hmmm?” You hummed, pulling your gaze from the stars that were slightly fading. 

“Breakfast tomorrow same time?” He asked as he parked next to your truck Lil Blue. 

“I’ll have to check my calendar,” you said in a joking manner. 

“Oh really now?” He asked, squeezing your hand and looking over at you. 

“I should be able to do that though,” you whispered and leaned over to put your elbows on the armrest, being careful not to flip any switches. 

“I would hope so,” he said while putting his hand on your cheek gently and pushing a stray piece of hair behind your ear. 

“It’s late tho, we should head up,” you said softly, Tyler leaning closer to you and brushing his nose against yours. 

“Yeah, I know you need your beauty sleep,” he whispered against your lips. 

“I think you need it more than me,” you giggled. 

“Rude,” he said, pressing his lips to yours gently. 

It was a repeat of the first time you kissed, fireworks, tingles, all of it was making your heart beat rapidly. You placed your hand on his chest and slowly slid it to his neck while deepening the kiss ever so slightly, along with taking in everything you could about him. His taste, his smell, his touch; all of it makes you go crazy for him. The feelings you felt while with Tyler and kissing him were emotions you had never felt before. You couldn’t tell if it was because of how addicting he was, or how he treated you like a goddess. 

He slowly pulled away from you with a goofy smile plastered on his face. You smiled back at him, rubbing your nose on his gently. 

He kissed across your cheek to your ear, then whispered, “You’re so intoxicating…”

“I could say the same about you,” you whispered, running your fingers up and through his hair on the back of his head. 

“As much as I could do this forever,” he whispered, kissing your neck softly, “We should go to our rooms.” 

Your breath hitched when his lips connected with your neck as it had been years since someone kissed you there. He chuckled softly, the vibrations going through you and giving you shivers. 

“I know,” you sighed, “Is it okay if we keep this on the down low for a bit until everyone gets used to having me and the two boys on your team?” 

“Whatever you want, honey,” he mumbled against your skin. 

“I’m serious, babe,” you said, slowly pulling away from him even though your heart didn’t want you to, “I don’t want them thinking we’re only joining the team because we’re hooking up or something.” 

“Well, we’re not just hooking up. We’ve only kissed twice so far, and need I be the one to remind you this time,” he said, bringing his eyes to meet yours, “It’s technically our first date.” 

“Don’t use my words against me,” you said, furrowing your eyebrows at him. 

“Whatcha gonna do about it?” He asked, leaning back slightly with a smirk. 

“Open the door myself,” you said, hovering your hand over the door handle causing his eyes to widen a little. 

“Don’t you dare,” he said, scrambling to get his door unlocked after it somehow got locked on the trip back to town.

“Oh, I dare, cowboy,” you said, grabbing ahold of the handle and pulling it open slightly. 

“Oh you little,” he said, finally getting his door open and jogging around to your side of the truck where he pushed your door shut from the two inches it was open. 

“You’re so stubborn,” you laughed softly while getting out of the truck after he opened the door for you, being sure to grab your purse and phone. 

“My aunt says it’s being determined, not stubborn,” he said, shutting the door behind you. 

“Whatever lets you sleep at night,” you said, walking over to the stairs. 

“Now that I know how good you kiss, I don’t know if I’ll be able to,” he said, following behind you. 

“Isn’t it usually the woman losing sleep over a man in normal stereotypes?” You asked, getting your room key out of your purse. 

“We’re anything but normal, darlin’,” he said, leaning against the frame of your door. 

“You act like I don’t know this,” you said, popping the door open and tossing your purse to your bed. 

“Just confirming that you do,” he said, shoving his hands into his pockets. 

“Is where we say goodnight?” you asked, crossing your arms, “It’s been a while since I’ve done this first date stuff.” 

“Only if you want to, sweetheart,” he said, looking down into your (y/e/c) eyes. You looked back into his greenish-blue ones and smiled. 

“As much as I’ve enjoyed spending the day with you, seven o’clock will come faster than we both think,” you said, patting his chest slightly, “And with it already being past eleven, I’d like to get a little sleep.” 

“So you’re sayin’ JoAnn’s at 7:30?” He asked, a smirk coming to his lips.

“I think I can swing it,” you said, stepping into your room and leaning against the door. 

“Sounds like a date to me,” he said, turning to face you. 

“Goodnight, cowboy,” you said softly, starting to close the door. 

“Goodnight, gorgeous,” he said, starting to back up towards his room next door while getting his keys out of his pocket.

Once you shut the door you grabbed your Tornado Wranglers shirt and a pair of shorts, heading to the bathroom to shower quickly before getting comfy in bed. You looked at yourself in the mirror and noticed you looked better now than you did that morning. You smiled and shook your head, tossing the shirt and shorts onto the counter and starting the shower. It was amazing what a lust-filled day can do to someone after the last few weeks of pure chaos. 

You grabbed your phone and opened Spotify, scrolling through your music while you waited for the water to heat up knowing it would be a minute. After scrolling for what felt like forever in your liked songs, you decided on ‘Heart Like A Truck’ by Lainey Wilson and turned it up a little to hear it over the shower. After getting out of your clothes, including Tyler’s flannel that surrounded you in his scent, you stepped into the shower and let the water make its way through your hair and down your body. That was when you realized how sore your body was from all the days of chasing tornadoes and then sitting most of the day. 

“I got a heart like a truck, it’s been drug through the mud,” you sang, grabbing your shampoo bottle, “Runs on dreams and gasoline, and that ole highway holds the key.” 

“It’s got a lead foot down when it’s leaving, Lord knows it’s taken a hell of a beating,” you sang while getting a good lather started in your hair, “A little bit of love is all that it’s needing, but it’s good as it is tough, I got a heart like a truck.” 

While rinsing your hair of all the bubbles you had just created, your phone dinged. Who would be texting you this late? You rinsed one of your hands and peeked out from behind the shower curtain and to your phone that was sitting by your towel. You groaned seeing it was Tyler.

‘You sound way better than Lainey Wilson, and that’s even from what I’m hearing through the wall. ;)’

Want more? Here's Chapter Thirteen!

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[sunshinehaze1]

Savor

Pairing: Jack "Whiskey" Daniels x f!reader

Summary: You and Whiskey are partners both professionally and personally. After a close call on your most recent mission, you take care of Whiskey.

Warnings: Explicit, 18+ MDNI. established relationship, m!oral, penis pronouns, no use of y/n, a decent amount of "Baby", "Sweetheart", "Darlin" and "Sugar" for a fic with <3k words, allusion to unprotected piv, inappropriate use of company-owned communication devices 😏

a/n: This was written for @joelmillerisapunk PPCU Body Worship Writing Challenge for her follower celebration! 🥳 I was given the prompt of Agent Whiskey and cock worship. Thank you, as always, to @80ssong for beta reading. 😘

word count: 2,324

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“Agent Whiskey, what’s your status? They’ll be back in less than an hour.”

“It’s almost finished, sweetheart. About another twenty minutes to complete the download.”

You’ve worked as a communications analyst with The Statesman for the last few years. On your first mission, you were assigned to work with Agent Whiskey. Your first impression was that he was cocky and arrogant but dripping with charm and handsome as hell—a devilish grin topped with a well-trimmed mustache, jeans that highlighted both assets, and that black Stetson. You knew you were in trouble. After several missions together, the professional and personal lines began to blur when, at the end of an especially harrowing mission, an evening of drinks to celebrate the success landed you both in Whiskey’s bed. Now, a year later, you both are madly in love. You love spending time together and are so lucky you get to work and play. Even with spending most of your time together, things haven’t gotten stale. You’ve been able to keep the passion in your relationship alive. 

Whiskey chimed in on the comms, “Sugar, whatcha thinkin’ about for dinner tonight?”

You respond with a teasing lilt, “Hmmm, I haven’t thought much about dinner, but I know what I want for dessert.” 

The line went quiet. You know you got to him and patiently await his response, “Baby, everything alright?”

Clearing his throat, “Um, yeah…I’m here, all good. Dare I ask what kind?”

“Oh, ya know, only my favorite kind. One that I like to savor. I start by getting a little taste with my tongue before I take the whole thing in my mouth to enjoy fully.”

You can hear the hitch in Whiskey’s breath. Dirty talk over comms isn’t very professional, even if it isn’t explicitly covered in the employee handbook, but it was just the two of you. So you didn’t see any harm in some playful teasing. It’s not like you cross this line often, but you love to find ways to keep Whiskey on his toes and the spice alive.

“You can’t be talkin’ like that. You’re distractin’ me.”

You chuckle, “Baby, what did you think I was talking about? I was talking about a popsicle.”

He growls, “Who do you think you’re foolin’? I know that dirty mind isn't cravin’ a popsicle.”

You giggle and return to the task at hand, completing this mission and getting your beloved out safely. You’re looking forward to accomplishing your own mission when you get home. Pulling up the video feed, you notice the targets have arrived sooner than anticipated. Pushing the panic aside, hoping it doesn’t register in your voice, “Whiskey, baby, they’re back. We need to get you out of there.”

Whiskey watches the status bar creep along on the screen. It flashes that there are still two minutes left. He feels his pulse quicken when you tell him the targets are approaching the room he’s in, but he’s not too concerned, given his training. Whiskey knows how he’ll get himself out of this. Kingsman don’t go into a mission without meticulously mapping out every scenario with a plan to get out. Mercifully, the download speeds up, and he quickly disconnects the drive, pocketing it.

Watching all this transpire on the screen, your heart rate speeds up, and your temperature rises. The clock is ticking as the targets continue their approach. You watch Whiskey scramble through the room's back door as the doorknob turns on the other door. He runs down the hall and out of the building, jumping into his Bronco. Pulse racing and sweat dripping down his temple, he’s thankful he made it out. Once he’s finally caught his breath, he opens the comms, “Baby, how you doin'?” 

“I think I should be asking you that! But I’m good; I’m glad you're safe. How are you?”

Whiskey sighs, “Sugar, I’m relieved; that was close, but I got what we needed.” 

“A little too close. Now get your sexy ass back to headquarters and take me home!” 

“Yes, ma’am!”

Whiskey pulls up to headquarters, surprised to see you waiting outside for him. He greets you with a tip of his Stetson and that delicious smile, “What’s a sweet girl like you doin’ outside? I was going to come inside to get you.” 

You slide into the passenger seat with a smirk, leaning over to give him a smoldering kiss. “I couldn’t wait any longer. Let’s get outta here!”

You love riding in Whiskey’s Bronco, especially on cool nights like this. The wind whipping through your hair, Hank Williams crooning, twinkling stars in the clear night sky, and your man beside you. You don’t take moments like this for granted, and it's even more meaningful after such a close call. Whiskey is humming along to the music, and you gaze at him adoringly. You scooch along the bench seat to get closer and feel his warmth. His arm, perched over the back of the seat, wraps around your shoulders, tugging you into him. You let out a contented sigh, basking in the sense of safety and love you feel for this beautiful man. 

With Whiskey’s attention back on the road, you move your hand to his thigh. A smile spreads across his face. You both are so attuned to each other that you don’t need to look at him to know his reaction. The feel of the stiff denim, while your hand moves slowly up his leg, sends goosebumps up your arm. Your fingertips lightly brush over the sturdy material, and you feel his cock grow as you tease him. He lets out a soft groan, which encourages you to keep going. Looking out at your surroundings, you know you’re not far from home, but you plan to take advantage of every minute. His jeans are growing tighter as you tantalize him by rubbing your hand over his bulge. Your mouth watering in anticipation of what’s ahead, you breathed, “Baby, I can’t wait to taste you.”

God damnit, your teasing will kill him—and you, if he’s not careful. He needs to stay focused. Through gritted teeth, he steels himself, eyes on the road. Pressing down on the gas pedal, he finds the right speed between his intense need to get you home and getting a ticket. He needs to get out of this car before he loses his mind. 

Finally, he pulls into the driveway, thankful to have made it home in one piece. He’s been on a hair trigger, and one more minute in the Bronco with your teasing would have sent him over the edge. Whiskey quickly exits the truck and runs around the front to open your door. You kiss him on the cheek when you step out. With a wink, you coo, “Such a gentleman. You better not be so gentlemanly when we get inside.”

Whiskey rolls his head back with a groan. “Sweet girl, if you know what’s good for ya, you better get that sweet ass inside right now.”

“Yes, sir,” you tease.

God damn, this woman is perfect. How did he get so lucky?

You hurry inside, Whiskey close on your heels. Your laughter is infectious as he begins to grab at you and whips you around to face him. He leans in for a searing kiss, and warmth spreads through your body as you feel his bulge pressed against you. You need this man; you want to worship him and show him how much you love him. Locked in a passionate kiss, he moans when you back him further into your shared home and lead him to the couch. Whiskey gets lost in your seductive eyes as you release yourself from the kiss and kneel in front of him. You run your hands over his bulge, holding his intense gaze as you unbuckle his engraved mini flask belt buckle. After whipping the belt out of the loops, you eagerly unzip his jeans and start to peel the obstructive material from his body. He quickly flips off his boots, and you pull his jeans down his legs and off. 

Eyes blown wide with lust, you take in the sight of the outline of his cock through his boxer briefs. As many times as you and Whiskey have fucked and made love, you have never gotten used to how big his cock is. You nuzzle your face into him through his boxers, running your nose and lips across his bulge, inhaling his musky scent and feeling the wetness of his precum through the fabric. He sighs, and you look up through lidded eyes, “Is this all for me?”

He grabs your chin between his thumb and index finger to get a better look at you, “Sweetheart…unngh—goddamnit…it’s all for you.”

Your hands travel up his thick, firm thighs. When they approach the waistband of his boxers, you slip your fingers inside, eager to unwrap your present. His hard cock bounces out against his stomach as you pull them down. You start to drool when you see his uncut length, a Pavlovian response. The tip glistens with his precum, and you sigh with adoration.  

“Baby, he’s so beautiful and perfect,” sealing your compliment with a kiss on the tip. 

You lean back and lick your lips to savor the taste of his precum. Even though you are ready to devour him, you want to take your time to focus on his pleasure. You wrap your hand around his length, admiring how hard it is, and delight in the knowledge that it is all because of you. The veins of his shaft create a beautiful landscape traveling underneath his soft and silky skin. You take his length and rub it across your lips and then your cheeks, moaning at the feel of him over your skin. A groan emanates from Whiskey’s lips as he watches you with rapt lust. He is eager to get inside your warm, wet mouth, but he wills himself to be patient. In the end, he knows it will be worth the wait. 

As if you sensed his impatience, you begin to reward him by peppering him with soft, wet kisses. Slowly, up and down his shaft. Careful not to miss an inch; you cover his length with your wet lips. In between each kiss, you lather him with praise. He’s being so good for you, so patient. You tell him how perfect his dick is. How much you love it, the feel of it, the taste of it. Whimpering your name, Whiskey runs his thumb along your cheek, lust glistening in his soft, brown eyes. Unable to hold off much longer, you begin licking his cock at an agonizingly slow pace. Teasing with kitten licks at the tip, leading to slow, long, broad strokes with your flattened tongue from base to tip and back again. He feels your hot breath on his balls when you reach the base of his shaft with your tongue. He practically begs you to move your attention there. You gently cradle his balls in your hand as your tongue continues its journey along his cock. You sit back on your heels and look up at your man, “Tell me this dick is mine. He’s all mine, isn’t he, baby?”

“Oh…f-f-fuck, me. Yes! Baby, he’s all yours. Do whatever you want with him.”

Your desire to take him fully has reached a fever pitch, overtaking your will to draw this out as long as possible. You begin to slide his tip in between your lips, and he lets out a breathy moan, finally feeling some relief. As you slowly take his length, inch by agonizing inch, you hum sweetly, sending shivers up his spine. He watches you take his entire length when your nose bumps into the coarse hairs below his belly button. Breathing through your nose, you hold your mouth still for as long as possible. Enjoying how full you feel. After a few moments, you pull off his length, sputtering as you try to catch your breath. 

He takes the back of your head into his hands and coos, “Darlin, you look so pretty with your mouth full of my cock.”

You feel a gush of slick wetness in your already soaked panties. Sucking Whiskey’s dick has always turned you on, drawing your pleasure from his own. Eager to have him back in your mouth, you wrap your lips around him again. This time, with vigor, you slide him inside and move up and down his length. Bobbing up and down on his cock as you find your pace. Unable to control himself, his hips thrust into you, causing his tip to hit the back of your throat. He tries to pull back, but you grab his ass and hold him there. You don’t want the feeling of fullness to end. 

“Sweetheart…”, Whiskey trying to form coherent sentences, he mutters, “Baby…fuck, you’re doin’ such a good job suckin’ my dick. My sweet, dirty girl.”

You moan at his words of praise and continue at your relentless pace, only slowing down when you feel your jaw begin to tighten, but you pick back up again. Whiskey is about to explode; he’s begging you to slow down, to stop even. He’s been holding off for as long as possible because he wants to come inside your warm, sweet pussy. You finally oblige his request and pull off of him. Looking up at him with wet puffy lips, blown out, cock drunk eyes, and the sexiest smile he’s ever seen, Whiskey pulls you up to your feet. God, he loves you so much. He devours you with another toe-curling kiss while he removes your clothes and the rest of his. Dinner long forgotten, he lowers himself to the couch and brings you onto his lap. He looks at you with a teasing smirk. 

“Sugar, I need you to sit this pretty pussy on my cock and ride your cowboy until you’re screaming my name!”

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TCG Genius Invokation... wait, they're your Favorite Card???

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[maxxxineminxxx]

ask me again in the morning || Eddie Munsonxreader

a/n: this is my first time posting a fan fic on my new account, also i have not written in like ages so if you see any mistakes or errors lmk! summary : you and your bestfriend Eddie attend a party together where he drinks way to much... does that lead to a drunken confession? warning: drinking/alcohol mention and usage, fluff , flirting. 🤍🤍🤍

You had convinced your best friend Eddie to go with you to one of Steve Harrigtons annual end of the school years parties. Eddie normally hated these things and would always say no whenever i asked him to come with me to one of them but surprisingly he said yes this time “only because i need a drink” he said yesterday after i begged him to come with me.

When we arrived he ran straight to the kitchen in search of the alcoholic beverages. I spoke to Steve and Robin before glancing over to the kitchen to check up on what Eddie was doing only to find him looking confused. I excused myself from the conversation and headed over to him. “Hey you whatcha doing” 

“Where are the drinks? I was promised a drink” he said, clearly getting upset.

“Eds they are right behind you” I say trying to hold my laughter in. He turns around only to see the alcohol he was searching for. He was so oblivious sometimes. He grabbed the largest bottle of vodka he saw there along with three other smaller bottles filled with god knows what.

“Please watch how much you drink, I really don't feel like carrying you out of here” i say trying to pull the vodka bottle away from him but failing. “Oh please your way too small to carry me out of here” he says taking the biggest swing of vodka. “i'm going to the bathroom okay don't do anything dumb whilst im gone” i say to him as i run to the bathroom

I walk back into the kitchen and see Eddie beginning to feel the effects of his excessive alcohol intake as he stumbled and fell around trying to keep himself up. His eyes met mine “hey y/n i missed you where'd ya go hmmm” his words slurring together as he tried to walk forward but tripped slightly. “I was in the bathroom, how much did you drink you really reek of alcohol” he leaned hard onto me attempting to keep himself up. “Mhm your cute” he said very slurred with a huge grin on his face. “W-what” 

“Your cute i said that” he said drunkenly he looked at you with that dumb grin.

“You're just saying that because you're drunk, c'mon you wanna go home?”I knew Eddie sometimes became flirty when he was drunk but never with me so this was different.He was still looking at you this time nodding slightly trying to agree with you.

“Wanna go to your place with you please” he said shyly

He stumbled alongside me as I led him to my car. “Come on get buckled in” I said ,helping him into the passenger seat watching as he struggled to put his seatbelt on. “Help please need help” he said tearing up “okay okay calm down” i got him buckled in and got into the car.

As the car drove Eddie started to feel really tired, he tried to keep himself awake as he looked at you. He leaned his head onto my shoulder as he fought with himself to stay awake. He began leaning further over onto you as we arrived. “you have really pretty eyes,” he said lovingly as I tried to get him out of the car. “Thank you ed's i love your eyes” i say as we walk up to the front porch “you do? Thank you so much” he snuggled his face into my neck. 

I laid him down onto the couch and got pillows and blankets out for him. He fell down onto the couch and almost immediately fell asleep. “I'm gonna go and sleep in my room okay? If you need anything you know where my room is” i said quietly as i rubbed his back softly he let out a hum to let me know he heard me. I walked into my room and left the door open incase he needed help.

I laid in bed about to fall asleep when I felt someone tap my shoulder. I rolled over and saw Eddie stood next to my bed with a smile “want to lay with you please” I sighed and lifted the blanket up so he could get into the bed. He laid down next to me and tapped me on the shoulder again. “Yes eddie what can i help you with now?” “i want a hug” he looked at me smiling widely. I rolled over and hugged him tightly.

I felt his fingers graze over my shoulder and jawline. “c-Can i kiss you?” he was asking this while blushing really hard, and he seemed really nervous about asking. “You're drunk Eddie” I stated as I pulled away from the hug.

“I'm not that drunk, please i just want to kiss you” he said wanting to convince you to kiss him rather badly. “In the morning if you remember this ask me again okay” i say as i kiss him lightly on the cheek. “Okayyyyy” he said giggling, happy that he at least got a kiss.

I woke up with Eddie's arm around my waist. I got out of bed to make him something to eat knowing he would be starved when he woke up. I heard footsteps and saw Eddie sit down at the table. I placed cereal on the table in front of him and he thanked me. We ate in silence.

Occasionally he would look up at me and glance away. Something felt off ,does he remember last night and regret it? I looked up at him once more to find him already looking at me.

“What” i said as i stood up and placed my bowl in the sink “oh nothing just admiring you” he said as he stood up and placed his bowl in the sink along with mine. He stood behind me wrapping his arms around me. I turned to face him but looked away “stop that” “stop what?” 

“Looking away from me, I know you y/n you do that when you're nervous. There's no need to be nervous " "i'm not nervous” i state “then why do you keep looking away huh ? i wanna see your beautiful eyes”. he began to play with your hair. You could feel his fingertips move through your hair slowly and he seemed pretty gentle about it.

He slowly got closer to your face before he asked 

“ Can I kiss you?” i nodded my head and felt his lips smash into mine.

part 2 ?

[atomicladytimetravel]

Look at You

Sequel to Look at Me

Summary: No outbreak au. Joel invites you over for dinner at his place and filth ensues. Basically just porn with a little plot. 18+ ONLY. MDNI. Technically could be read stand alone.

Slight exhibitionism, unprotected p in v, creampie, multiple orgasms (f), oral sex (m and f receiving), Joel being an absolute sweetheart.

Word count: 3,067

It was a couple of weeks before you would see Joel again. He was booked solid with clients, having to fit people in over the weekends to make it work. He promised that when he was free again, he would make you the best steak dinner you’d ever had. You texted and talked on the phone frequently and Joel quickly became one of your favorite people.

When the time finally came for the date, you weren’t nervous at all. You were just excited to see him again. You put on a simple skater dress with thin straps and a neckline that worked wonders for your cleavage and made the trip to Joel’s house. You knocked on his front door and smoothed the front of your dress down as you waited for him to answer. He let out a low whistle upon seeing you.

“Whoa, look at you. You look amazing.”

You smiled shyly and tucked a strand of hair behind your ear.

“Thank you Joel.”

He ushered you inside and straight to the dinner table where everything was already set out and ready. It smelled incredible and he was right - it was the best steak dinner you’d ever had.

After dinner, you sat looking out the window as Joel cleared the table. The sun was setting, painting the sky with various shades of pink, blue and purple. You stepped out onto the deck for a better view, leaning on the railing with your elbows. Joel came out a few minutes later and you turned to him with a smile.

“Whatcha doin’, beautiful?” he asked. He put his hands on the railing on either side of you and rested his chin on your shoulder.

“Just looking at the sunset. It’s especially beautiful today,” you replied. He nuzzled your hair and put his lips to your ear.

“Not nearly as beautiful as you,” he said in a low voice. He moved your hair to the side and softly kissed your neck. You tilted your head and let out a soft “hmmm” as he continued peppering kisses on your skin. You turned to face him and he wrapped an arm around you, pulling you flush to his chest. He put his other hand on the side of your neck, his thumb gently caressing your jawline. He captured your lips in a tender kiss.

The way he touched you, the way he kissed you - it all felt so erotic that you couldn’t help but whimper. That only spurred him on and the kiss deepened, going from a tender kiss to a full blown make out session. His fingers tangled in your hair and he tugged, exposing your throat to him. You gasped, partially surprised and partially turned on.

“Shit, did I hurt you?” he asked, releasing his grip on your hair and looking at you with a concerned expression.

“No, sorry…just surprised me. It was hot, do it again.”

He smirked and repeated the action, kissing and nipping at the skin of your throat.

“You like that, huh? Like it when I’m rough?” he teased between kisses.

“Yes sir,” you breathed.

“Oh, good girl. You know who’s in charge, don’t you?”

“Y-yes sir,” you repeated.

“Good,” he said. His kisses moved out to your shoulder and he pushed the strap of your dress down your arm. He did the same on the other side so that the top of your dress was just barely covering your breasts. He hooked his finger in the neckline of the dress and toyed with the fabric.

“I haven’t gotten to see these yet. May I?”

You nodded and he pulled your dress down over your breasts. He groaned when they sprang free of the fabric. He cupped them in his hands and swiped his thumb over your nipples.

“Fuck, look at these gorgeous tits.”

He rolled your nipples between his fingers and a breathy moan escaped your lips. He kissed you again, one hand reaching around to squeeze your ass, the other massaging your breast.

“God I wanna go down on you so bad,” he said against your lips. “Taste that pretty pussy.” Kiss. “Make you cum with my tongue.” Kiss. “Would you like that pretty girl?”

“God yes.”

He grinned and kissed you one last time before getting to his knees in front of you.

“Out here?” you giggled.

“No one will see, don’t worry,” he assured you. He bunched your dress up around your waist and instructed you to hold it there. With his hands on your hips, he pressed soft kisses down your abdomen.

“Look at these panties,” he said, referring to the wet spot darkening the front of them. “So fucking wet for me already.”

He slowly drug your panties down your legs and when you stepped out of them, he stuffed them in his pocket. He grabbed your ankle and lifted your leg to rest it on his shoulder; you leaned back against the railing for support. He kissed the sensitive parts of your inner thigh and you tingled with desire, a tiny whimper of his name falling from your lips.

“What is it beautiful? Tell me what you want.”

“Your mouth…on me. Please,” you begged.

“Aw, baby, look at you - desperate to be touched.”

“Only by you.”

“That’s fucking right princess, only me. Such a good girl.”

With that, he licked a stripe up your slit and you shuddered at the sensation. He wrapped his arm around the leg on his shoulder to hold you in place as he buried his face in your pussy. His tongue circled your clit before prodding your hole and coming back to repeat the process.

“Joel, that feels s-so fucking good,” you moaned. His tongue flicked over your clit repeatedly and you cried out much louder than you should have. Neither of you cared. He wanted to make you scream, to let his neighbors know just how good he was making the prettiest girl he’d ever seen feel.

He swirled the tip of his tongue around your clit until your thighs were shaking and you were a moaning mess above him. Nobody had ever gone down on you this good before. Your hand gripped the railing beneath you so hard you thought it might splinter. You looked down to see him palming his hard on through his jeans as he moaned into your center.

“Oh god…eating pussy turns you on huh?”

“Mhmm,” he mumbled. “‘Specially this one.”

Whatever cheeky remark you had equipped left your brain when he wrapped his lips around your clit and sucked. Your orgasm was approaching rapidly and you begged him not to stop what he was doing. He complied eagerly, ready to hear the sound of you cumming for him.

“Fff-fucking hell Joel, I’m cumming,” you announced. He kept your clit sucked into his mouth as you orgasmed hard. He kept sucking until you were cumming a second time. You grabbed a fistful of his hair and tugged when you became sensitive, but he didn’t stop. He wanted to see how far he could push you.

“Oh god, J-Joel…’s too much…”

And then it wasn’t. Your third orgasm was so powerful, you had to clap your hand over your mouth to muffle the cries of his name. When he finally released your clit, your thighs were trembling. He gently lowered your leg and got back to his feet.

“You did so good f’me baby,” he praised, stroking your cheek with his thumb. “Will you let me take you to bed, princess? Just wanna keep making you feel good.”

“Yes please,” you nodded, practically melting at his words. He took your hand and led you through the house to his bedroom. He helped you out of your dress and stood back, taking in your fully nude form for the first time.

“My god…you’re so beautiful. A fucking goddess.”

You blushed and looked away shyly. You had your insecurities, just like everyone else. On top of that, your ex-husband’s affair had given you the impression that there was always going to be someone prettier, someone better than you.

“C’mon Joel, I’m not - “

He cut you off before you could finish.

“Don’t you dare. You’re the most beautiful god damn woman I’ve ever seen. I’m not just saying that, I mean it.”

He closed the gap between you and kissed you tenderly.

“I couldn’t stop thinking about you after what happened at your cousin’s. Why do you think I asked you out? The sex we had was great, yeah, but it’s not about that. If you asked me to stop right now, I would. And we would do whatever you wanted to.”

You wanted to cry. Joel was different. Even in the beginning stages of your relationship with your ex, he was never this kind. He wrapped you in a tight hug, your head pressed to his chest.

“Thank you, Joel,” you whispered. You looked up to meet his eyes. “But if you stop, I will kill you.”

He laughed and kissed the top of your head.

“Yeah baby? You still want me to make your pretty pussy feel good?”

“Yes sir,” you replied, dragging his shirt up over his head. It was your turn to admire him. His arms were muscular and his abdomen was mostly toned except for a little softness. A trail of dark hair disappeared into his jeans. You kissed his collar bones while looking up to make eye contact with him.

“You’re so fucking hot,” you said. You kissed down his body as you got to your knees in front of him. You started to undo his belt, but he put a hand over yours.

“You don’t have to,” he told you.

“Joel, I’m good at this,” you bragged. “Just let me suck your cock.”

He didn’t protest (how could he?) and you continued unbuckling his belt. He looked painfully hard when his cock sprang free of its confines. You looked up at him through your lashes and kissed his tip before running the tip of your tongue along the underside of his cock, causing him to suck in a breath. He was big, but you could take it. You gently suckled at the head a few times before sucking him nearly all the way in.

“Holy hell,” he moaned, his hand flying to the back of your head. You relaxed your throat and took him the rest of the way, your nose touching his pubic area.

“Oh fuck baby girl. Doing so good, got all of my cock in that pretty mouth.”

You hummed around him and bobbed your head back and forth, pulling almost all the way off before plunging him back down your throat.

“God damn, you really are good at this,” he complimented. You reached up and rolled his balls in your hand and he made a strangled “nggh” sound.

“Baby…oh fuck…baby you gotta s-stop,” he said, tugging at your hair. “Gonna make me cum quick with that mouth and I’d rather cum in your pussy.”

You pulled off him with an obscene “pop”, a string of saliva connecting his tip to your lips. You wiped your mouth with the back of your hand and he helped you stand up. He took your hand and led you to the armchair in the corner of the room; he sat and patted his thighs.

“C’mere pretty girl.”

You sat with your back against his chest and your legs spread on either side of his knees. He slid his hand down your body, teasing your clit with one finger.

“I just wanna play with it some more before I fuck you.” He kissed your neck, using his free hand to knead your breast. “I wanna take my time with you, make you cum over and over. Will you let me do that baby girl?”

“Yes sir, please,” you begged. He dipped his finger into your hole and drug it back up to your clit, using your arousal as lube to rub big, slow circles. You let your head fall back onto his shoulder, a satisfied sigh falling from your lips.

“It feels so good when you touch me,” you whispered softly, pressing a kiss to his jawline.

“Yeah? You like it when I touch you like this huh?” His lips were next to your ear, his voice going down an octave.

“Yes,” you whimpered. “God yes.”

He slid his middle and ring finger into you, then slowly pulled them out to rub your clit. He repeated this several times, tiny whimpers and breathy moans leaving your mouth.

“Please…n-need to cum. Please make me cum,” you begged.

“Shhhh,” he whispered in your ear. “I’ve got you baby. I’m gonna let you cum.”

He began to finger you slowly, curling his fingers with every thrust.

“Fuck…Joel, I’m so close.”

“Let it go for me baby. Lemme hear you,” he said, moving his fingers in and out at a much quicker pace.

“Oh, fuck!” you cried out, your hips rising. “I’m cumming so hard.”

“That’s it baby girl, cum all over my fingers.”

Just as he had been with his tongue, he was relentless with his fingers. He didn’t stop once you’d come down from your orgasm. He continued to finger fuck you until you came a second time, crying out his name. He pulled his fingers out and put them to your lips. You opened your mouth and sucked your juices off his finger, making him groan.

“I can’t take it anymore, sit on my fuckin’ cock baby girl. I gotta be in that pretty pussy.”

You stood and he opened his legs so that you could stand between them. He lined himself up with your hole and you sank down onto him slowly. He put his hands on your hips, guiding you as you bounced on him.

“Fffuuuck, I missed being in you. Thought about this pussy while I fucked my fist in the shower almost every night.”

“Oh my god Joel,” you mewled. No one had ever worshipped you like that before. It was sweet and erotic at the same time. “You feel so fucking good.”

“Mmm, fuck, so do you baby. Pussy’s so fuckin’ tight f’me.”

One hand reached up to tweak your nipple, the other going between your legs to rub your clit. You began bouncing harder, chasing the release that was approaching quicker than you expected. Joel knew exactly what to do - and what to say - to get you off in record time.

“I want you to cum for me baby girl, then you’re gonna get on that bed and I’ll fuck you so good,” he said in your ear.

“Oh god, Joel, I’m right there. S-so close,” you panted. He rubbed your clit furiously and you fell over the edge, white knuckling the arms of the chair.

“Joel, fuck, so - fuck! - so good!”

As you came down, Joel was kissing your shoulder and rubbing your hips with his thumbs.

“Did so good baby. Go lie down on the bed.”

You stood on wobbly legs and giggled. Your ex may have been good but he wasn’t jelly legs good.

“No one has ever fucked me so good that my legs shook,” you told Joel.

“Just you wait,” he smirked. You laid down and he grabbed a pillow.

“Ass up for me doll,” he instructed. You lifted your hips and he stuffed the pillow underneath you before pulling you to the edge of the bed. He stood between your legs and teased your clit with the tip of his cock.

“God, you’re so fuckin’ pretty baby.”

Before you could respond, he slid his cock into you slowly, pushing all the way to the hilt. The pillow underneath provided the perfect angle for his cock to immediately find your g-spot. You gasped in pleasure and he pulled almost all the way out, pushing back into you as slowly as he had the first time. He repeated this a few more times, making you a whimpering, whining mess.

“Look at you princess, your pussy is just cryin’ for my cock. She’s so fuckin’ wet.” He hooked his arms in the crooks of your legs and abandoned his slow pace for a more steady one. He was hitting your g-spot repeatedly and you were not going to last long.

“Shit Joel, you’re gonna make me cum again.”

“Do it baby, give me another,” he grunted. He thrust harder and you saw stars as you came around him once, and then twice as he continued to pound into your g-spot. You shouted his name, fingers digging into the sheets.

“Fuck, I just came twice in a row.”

“Let’s see if we can make it three,” he grinned. He put his thumb to your clit, rubbing in time with his thrusts and it wasn’t long before number three hit you. Your legs were really trembling now.

“Holy shit, I’m cumming so fucking hard. You’re making my pussy feel so fucking good.”

“Oh fuck yeah pretty girl. Gonna make me blow my load in your pussy.”

“Oh god…give it to me baby, wanna be so full of your cum.”

“Yeah? You wanna be stuffed with my cum? “

He was pounding into you relentlessly and you saw stars when a fourth orgasm overtook you. You were wailing and clawing at the sheets and Joel was right behind you, stilling his hips as he drained his cock inside you. A growl rumbled in his chest as he held you in place, his cock twitching inside you. When he pulled out, he spread your pussy lips to admire his work.

“That’s a real pretty picture right there,” he said. “Pussy’s all pink and puffy with my cum dripping out.”

You giggled, still trying to catch your breath.

“Holy shit, I think I came like ten times,” you noted. “I didn’t even know I could do that.”

“I just like to watch you cum,” he winked. He took your hand and helped you stand up.

“Let’s go get cleaned up, shall we? I can run us a nice bath.”

“That would be nice,” you replied.

Your legs were weak and you leaned onto him for support, which made him laugh a little.

“Shut up,” you said, though you smiled at him. “This is your fault.”

“Didn’t hear you complaining a minute ago,” he quipped. You grinned and cut your eyes at him.

“Touché.”

[msmk11]

Oblivious

Marlene McKinnon x fem!reader

WC: 749

CW: Fluff; boys (ew!)

Summary: You are oblivious to boys' advances

Day 22 of mk's mad dash

You don’t notice anyone approaching you until the light filtering through the trees onto your book disappears. 

“Can I join you?”

The voice comes from Xenophilius Lovegood, who’s standing before you with his book bag slung over his shoulder.

“Yeah, of course,” you respond, shuffling over on your picnic blanket so that he can join you.

The Ravenclaw plops down onto the spot next to you with a smile, “Whatcha reading?”

“Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen. It’s a muggle book.”

The blonde quirks his eyebrow at you, “Never heard of it. Is it any good?”

“Oh yeah. It's one of my favorites, actually.”

He nods, “Maybe I’ll have to borrow it from you sometime so that we can talk about it.”

You smile back at him kindly, “that’d be really nice. I always love to talk about books.”

Silence settles between you and you look down at your shoes, too shy to meet his gaze. 

“Not that I mind, of course, but why’d you decide to come over here?”

Xenophilius startles from his thoughts, “Hmmm? Oh, I just wanted to enjoy your company. Can’t blame a guy like me for wanting to spend time with a pretty girl like you.”

You blush a little and brush him off, “Well I’m always happy to have your company, Xeno.”

“Oh yeah? Even when-”

“Now what do we have here?”

You look up and see your best friend, Marlene, standing before you, leather-clad arms crossed across her chest.

“Marls, Xenophilius and I were talking, you’re being rude,” you scold, sending the boy next to you an apologetic look.

“Just wanted to come sit with you,” the blonde girl says innocently, “you can keep on with what you were talking about. Don’t mind me.”

You know there’s no point in arguing with her so you turn back to Xenophilius, “Sorry, what were you saying?”

He eyes Marlene warily before clearing his throat, “I uh, sorry, was just wondering if we could hang out again sometime. Maybe at Hogsmeade this weekend?”

“Oh! I mean, yeah, that would be lots of fun! We’d all love to hangout with you,” you answer kindly.

His eyebrows furrow in confusion, “we?”

“Yeah! Me, Marlene, Lily, Remus, and all the others. What’s one more?”

The blonde coughs and his gaze nervously flits between you and Marlene, “Oh, no, that’s okay. I was thinking we could hang out on our own. I wouldn’t want to intrude.”

“You wouldn’t be intruding,” you insist.

You look back at Marlene who, for some reason, has a shit-eating smirk on her face, “right, Marls?”

She looks at Xenophilius casually, “No, of course we wouldn’t mind, Xeno.”

The boy coughs again and smiles awkwardly, “It’s fine, really. How about another time, okay?”

You’re really rather confused why he won’t just agree to come with your friends, but you don’t push it, “Okay, okay. Another time.”

The blonde boy gets up and swiftly collects his bag, walking away with a quick wave. 

You turn to Marlene, “that was strange.”

She only busts out laughing, “yeah, that was strange alright.”

“What’s so funny?”

“Honey, I love you, but you are so oblivious sometimes.”

“What do you mean?”

“He was totally trying to ask you out.”

“WHAT?!” You screech, heat already rushing to your cheeks, “No he wasn’t?”

Marlene pulls you into her side and presses a kiss to your head, “He totally was, love. You’re just too cute and innocent to realize it.”

You pout and bury your head into her shoulder, “How was I supposed to know? I never know when boys are flirting with me.”

She pulls your face away from her shoulder, “If they’re always seeking you out, wanting alone time with you, and calling you pretty, they’re probably flirting with you.”

“But you do all those things,” you say, confused, “and you’re not flirting with me.”

Her hand that’s rubbing soothing circles on your back stills, “Who said I wasn’t.”

This time, it’s your heart that stills, “What?”

“Who said I wasn’t flirting with you?”

Your gaze darts down to her lips and you hope she doesn’t notice.

“Marlene,” you whisper.

The blonde reaches out and tucks a strand of hair behind your ear, “can I kiss you, sweetheart?”

You don’t even have the time to answer, her lips on yours in an instant.

With the way her skin feels against yours, you think you’re pretty okay with being oblivious to boys’ advances if it means you get to have Marlene instead.