#~*(wc: 1381;)

[loomiseater]

He doesn’t need to know

warnings: smut ofc!, unprotected sex, cheating, and slight dubcon.

Criticism is appreciated! I would love to know how I can improve on my writing.

Rafe Cameron x fem!reader

A/N: 1 year anniversary to me publishing my first ever fic on tumblr!! My first one was a Rafe fic so I had to do it for my 1 year anniversary!!

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Written: April 20th, 2025- April 21st, 2025

Published: April 21st, 2025

Summary: Rafe finds you in his room during a party.

wc: 1381

It’s summer now…which means staying up all night, partying almost everyday, and parents gone on vacation. My parents are currently in Italy with Toppers parents. And now that they’re gone, Topper and I can finally have some alone time.

Me and Topper have sex very often but when are parents are gone, we fuck damn near everyday nonstop. Hell, I even lost a couple of pounds from how much we have sex.

It was currently 11:00 PM, Rafe threw a party at TannyHill and it was filled with nothing but drunk and drug filled teenagers. I did a couple lines of coke with Topper like 20 minutes ago and my body was still buzzing. I was walking through the mansion filled with hundreds of people trying to find a quiet bedroom.

I spotted an empty room and immediately rushed over to it, locking in the door. I laid flat on the bed taking a moment to myself. My heart was pounding and my body was all hot. I raised my head a bit now looking around the room realizing that this was Rafe’s room. I sighed to myself before laying back down all the way on the bed.

I rested my eyes for a while, trying to get a quick little nap in before Topper finds me. All that man’s wants to do is fuck every single second of the day. I was mid into my nap as I heard the door open and footsteps enter the room. I thought nothing of it, it’s probably Topper, someone may have told him they saw me walk into here.

I was pretty comfortable for the moment. I was still in my sundress which was hiked up to my thighs from me moving around in the bed so much and my sandals where God knows where around the house. The comforter was wrapped around my body as my face was tucked under all the pillows.

I heard random mumbles and then a phone hanging up. I felt the bed dip as he got into bed with me. I really hope Topper isn’t trying to fuck me in Rafe’s bed…that’s pretty low. I’d be pissed if I was Rafe.

I felt hands wrapped around my waist under the blanket as I smiled to myself. “Topper, we are not fucking in Rafe’s bed…plus I’m tired!” I groaned out as the grip got even tighter. What the fuck? I moved my head from under the sheets and pillows and was met with a smirking Rafe Cameron. “AHH!” I shrieked so loud that the whole house probably heard me. “What the fuck Rafe?!” I shouted as I hurried and sat straight up in bed.

“Did you forget you’re in my bed, princess?” He smirked as he rubbed my thigh softly. I slapped his hand away from my thigh as he winced. “You do this all the time, Rafe, you’re such an ass!” I angrily said as I tried to get out of bed but Rafe pulled me back into him. “I do this all the time because you should’ve been mine. Not his!” He sternly said. Rafe was always flirting with me but this time I couldn’t brush it off, he seemed serious, was it from his drinking? Drugs?

“Rafe. I am in a serious committed relationship with Topper, not you. I need you to respect that.” I calmly said as I was still trying to pull out of his grip but he wouldn’t budge. “My rooms, my rules.” He stated as he pushed me down onto his bed. My heart started racing, what is he gonna do to me? His tall frame now hovered over me as he rubbed my sides and breasts.

“I’ve always imagined you like this, underneath me and ready to take me.” Rafe had this deep look of evil and selfishness on his face..it scared me but weirdly turned me on? But I shouldn’t give in to Rafe. I love Topper and he loves me..but Rafe is just so damn fine. My body and mind is currently in a fighting state that doesn’t know if it hates Rafe or wants to fuck. “But what if he catches us?” I whispered to him as he chuckled.

“He’s not gonna catch us, princess, trust me.” Rafe said as he squeezed my ass through my dress. I held back my moan as I straddled his waist. “Been wanting this pussy for years and now I finally got it.” He lowly said as I felt myself get wetter. He pulled my sundress over my ass and slapped my ass cheek.

“No panties?” He smiled as I giggled at his reaction. “I don’t wear panties with dresses.” I stated as he lowered his fingers to my clit. “Good to know.” He cockily said as he thrusted his fingers inside my sopping pussy without warning. “Oh fuck!” I moaned as I dug my nails into his shoulders. Rafes fingers were so thick and filling.

“You like that?” He teasingly asked as I hurriedly nodded my head. My clit was be flicked back and forth with his fingers as I was making a wet spot on his sweats. “Look at that pretty pussy squeezing around my fingers.” He teased as his pearly whites peaked out. It felt so fucking good but I took his fingers out of me and pushed his sweats down…I needed to feel his dick.

I took his boxers off, which revealed his long, thick, and veiny dick. I was practically drooling over it. “It’s bigger than your boyfriend’s ain’t it?” He said with a smirk. It was bigger than my boyfriend’s. Rafe then pushed me onto my stomach, making my back arch, and my ass in the air. “Been wanting to have little fun with you.” Rafe said as he rubbed his dick on my juices. “I want you to fuck me so hard, Rafe.” I desperately begged.

With no warning I felt his huge dick plunge inside my gummy insides. “YESS!!” I screamed as he pulled back out then pushed himself back in thrusting away. My back arched even more due to Rafe hitting all the right spots. “Pussy so tight, shit! You making me wanna nut already!” He grunted as I giggled to myself which was quickly replaced with me losing my breath as Rafe did a hard rough stroke.

Rafe damn near smushed my face into the mattress as I was screaming and tears were falling from my eyes due to him fucking me so good. Topper has never fucked me like this before, sure we’ve had a rough sex but never this rough or this intense.

All that could be heard throughout the room was my wetness, our skin clapping, Rafe’s grunts, and my wines. “Look at the pretty pussy just sucking my dick up.” He groaned as he leaned his dead back. “I’m so wet for you!” I whined with a pout on my lips as darkly chuckled. “I know baby, got the pussy leaking all on my dick. Just like it’s supposed to.” Rafe stated as he spread my ass cheeks apart, teasing my other hole for a bit.

Topper has never went that far before, so it was definitely a new feeling. My body tensed up when Rafe touched my asshole, he noticed this too. “I should fuck you in the ass just for fun, huh?” He said as I moaned in response. “What would your boyfriend think if he walked in on me fucking your brains out? You’d probably like that huh? Having your stupid little boyfriend watch me fucking this pretty little pussy.”

My eyes rolled to the back of my head, I’m so close. I just wanna cum all over his dick. “Shit! Can I nut inside you, baby?” He asked as his chest was damn near glued to my back. “Yes! Gimmie all your cum, Rafe!” I screamed as I came all over his dick. My legs were shaking and my body was all sweaty. Rafe gave me a few more strokes before I felt his warm liquid inside.

He fell on top of me as I was now exhausted. “Don’t ever tell anyone about this.” I said as my voice was muffled due to my fave being in the mattress.

“Whatever you say princess.”

[matchadobo]

Hello cha :) congrats on the 500 followers! ❤️‍🔥

Can i request the forced proximity dialogue 2? I'm thinking maybe in a camping setup and Y/N's tent would be compromised and she'd have to move to Kid's 🤭. Kid would be soooo worried but of course, he'd be tsundere about it 🤣🤣🤣🤣

KIDD; on the same tent

wc: 1381

dialogue: "never figured you for this much of a cuddler."

warning/s: fluff, sleeping together (like actually sleeping wwwww), cuddling, nothing really intense, wrote this with the thought of fem reader but gn could apply :)

eustass kidd has a crush on you. but he fucks you up so bad and always makes it his mission to annoy the absolute shit out of you–it's the only way he knows how to get your attention.

he got on you nerves, really. he was always first to counter you so you could have a back and forth with him and you hate how he's so smart and witty with it. he always one ups you and shows off how great he is, as if he's always trying to rile up a competition with you. and with the teasing, he never misses to fluster you and make you lose your tongue because he always hits the right pressure points with you.

it's a wonder you guys are in the same friend group but somehow hates each other's guts, not kidd though–matter of fact, he's crazy for you and everyone knows it but you.

so when your class went out camping for a project in a course, you made it your mission to stay as far away as possible from him.

"you're really gonna set up your tent up there while the rest of us are down here? terrain ain't lookin' fine in there." kidd peeked up the small cliff that leads to flat ground where you picked your tent spot. "thought you were smart."

"i'm missing the part where it's your business where i place my tent." you didn't spare him a glance, busying yourself with setting up your tent.

kidd raised his hands to surrender, leaving you be but is still keeping an eye out for you. soon enough, the class carried on with some camping activities: roasting barbecue and singing by the fire. until one of you guys whipped out cases of beer and gave everyone their share. that's when things got a little too out of hand.

everyone let loose, some showed different parts of themselves like being loud or dancing too much. someone almost got caught fire. you were no different either, your once reserved self let off a little too much steam and it got people looking. kidd was watching you the whole time. and so was the other guys who had their eye out for you.

so when kidd noticed a group of idiots advancing towards you, he was first to butt in and sit beside you—taking the place they were oh so desperate to take in a heartbeat.

"feelin' lightheaded, shortcake?" kidd blurted out, chugging off his beer bottle dry. "seems you can't hold your alcohol well, aye?"

"stop talking, my head hurts." you waved your hand tiredly, not even thinking who you're talking to.

"weaklings shouldn't fuck around rum, you're makin' a fool of yourself." kidd snatched the bottle off of your grip effortlessly. for the record, you were too drunk to have a proper grip.

"jackass." you rolled your eyes, pulling yourself up to stand but stumbling over your steps embarrasingly. kidd almost caught you but some bastard butted in, offering to take you to his tent since his is just near and yours is pretty far away. the bastard was spouting bullshit so you can get some rest. kidd sensed something foul with this one and he was quite literally seething.

you wouldn't agree either way, but you were too weak to protest. guess it was a bad idea having rum for the first time, especially in the wild like this. but before you could decline, you ended up puking on the guy.

he soon exclaimed in disgust, latching off of you as he padded off his puke-coated shirt. immediately getting turned off by you.

kidd exploded into maniacal laughter, falling over his seat as he watched the scene unfold. he found it hilarious. "i was gonna let you run off but seems you lost your ticket."

you ignored him. but instead, you don't know what came over you because you faced and gestured at him," mine's too far away so i'll sleep in yours." you made a beeline to it, not even waiting for his response and headed straight to his tent. kidd sobered up immediately to chase after you. cuz god forbid you would do this fucking sober.

before kidd could pull you out, you were already settled, fast asleep on his sleeping bed. it was a mistake that he rolled it out way too early. but he wouldn't let you sleep anywhere else either.

he sighed and zipped up the tent, still settling outside with his mates and leaving you be. he kept an eye out his tent the entire time while he was screwing around with his friends by the fire.

once it got late and the alcohol kicked in, kidd headed to his tent because his body felt heavy. but it seems no one was aware you're in his tent, no one mentioned anything about it.

kidd found you snoring and cuddled up in his sheets, he laughed to himself realizing he's got nowhere to sleep now that you've comfortably taken up his place. but he was way too tired to argue, and he wouldn't want to snatch the covers off of you when you looked that comfortable.

so he just zipped up his sweater and lied next to you, keeping a certain distance so as to not wake you up or give you the wrong idea. what baffled him more was that you were gradually scooting closer to him and nestling in his arm. as if forcing yourself closer to his torso and into his embrace.

that's why kidd decided to fuck it and just pull you close, he needs some sort of warmth. plus, you taking up his place would be enough reason for him to do this to you. something to get even with, on his eyes. his arm around your shoulder and as you subconcnsciously entangled your limbs with him. he soon drifted off to sleep and snored the night away.

until you woke up at 5 in the morning when you start to see the gradual lightening of the skies. you almost shot up your position when you pieced everything together and realized you were fucking sleeping and fucking cuddling with eustass kidd.

but you couldn't even move, because he kept you firm in place. it seems as if he's aware you're awake.

"never figured you for this much of a cuddler." you can hear the grin on his tone. "look how much you're latching on to me."

you finally garnered the strength to escape his grip, or he just let loose and decided to stop fucking with you. once you did, he put on a fake wince from the numbness of his arm as a result of you using it as a pillow the entire night.

"nothing else happened, right?" you asked out of absolute fear, looking over your shoulder.

"what difference would it make? minutes ago, we're so comfortable, ain't we?" his morning voice wasn't helping either. his voice was already deep and the certain drop and hoarseness of it was messing with your brain. the fact that his cologne latched onto your sweater and clung into your nares was enough to leave your mind in a flurry.

"kidd, be fucking real." you pushed him, irritated at his cockiness once again.

"hey, don't go hostile on me. you're the one who went here on you're own, fuckin' grabbed all my shit and slept with it. not to mention, you clung onto me like a damn koala bear. if i had anythin' to do with this, you'd shiver to death outside my tent." he grabbed his pillow and the blanket you once hoarded to go back to sleep. but that's not true, it'd be him shivering outside if that were ever the case.

"should've just asked me to leave. i'll go now." you gave up, not even wanting to talk to him about this.

"and let everyone see you got out my tent? now, isn't that somethin' to talk about." he was cocky, arrogant as he spelled it out for you. this motherfucker is enjoying this.

he's right. fuck, just like that again. he keeps giving you reasons to agree with him, just like in any other situations you two are in. you're starting to think that he's intentionally putting you two in these situations to just piss you off. but clearly, you screwed up this time.

"so what do you want me to fucking do?!" you turned to him, pushed on edge as you realized you're trapped in here with him.

"get back to bed." he shut his eyes with one arm spread out, almost like an invitation. he was slowly drifting off to sleep as you lose your head over this ordeal. "wouldn't hurt to cuddle a bit more if we've been doin' it the entire night."

SHIIIIT i got inactive again 🙇‍♀️

thank you for the request anon! 🌷 sorry for the long wait 😭🫰

first of all everything happened all at once i'm tellin ya ✋🥵 finals happened and we had a looooot of projects and up until now i'm still enjoying my vacay (rotting in my bed). i haven't had the will to pick this up but here we are <3 i hope to release more stuff hihihi i've also finished the cookbook thing so that's something to look forward to 😍

againnn very sorry for those who are waiting, but little by little i hope to get inspired again 💪🤩

if you're interested for my 500 follower event, you can check out this post. so far i still have 6/15 slots overall 🫰

[sotvtaughtmehowtofeel]

Febuwhump - Day 3: "Bite down on this"

Fandom: Prospect (2018) Relationship: Cee and Ezra WC: 1381

[ryujinrk]

-.✦･｡ﾟMGA season 5: episode 4, outfit             performing ed sheeran “cross me” ft Chance The Rapper + PNB Rock             with @rksihyeon (lyrics + line distribution)           mentioned briefly: @rkxsnh​, @rkhyeon​, @rkyeji​             @rkxbin​, @rkheejin​, @rkjaemin​, @rkkyungsoo

Surviving to the next episode again and again has always been expected by the teen but the further into the competition she comes, the more anxious she honestly becomes. Working as pairs proves to be difficult for her even if her partners are the sweetest things, having had the experience of being betrayed before she can’t help but wonder if she will be once again. Last week she was paired with Sakura who she already know and are close friends with, which in honesty did make things a little easier, but when doubled with a stranger Ryujin was sceptical. The trust that she ultimately need to have in others has been so swindled to the point where it sincerely is difficult even trusting in her friends and aquaintances 

She learned rather quickly that her worries were unjust though, when she started working with Sia she noticed right away that the two of them get along well and that they do have each other’s success at best interest. Ryujin is a team player, she know that it is how they will make progress and it is simply who she is as a person-- she will do whatever she can to make sure that not only does she pass to the next phase, but that her partner does as well. And that has nothing to do with the fact that they are eliminated in pairs this season. They practice mostly at 1MILLION dance studio, which is practically where Ryujin has grown up-- having started dancing there at nine years old she is familiar there, and was the one to suggest it.

With the summer heat Ryujin made sure that they kept cool and relaxed by bringing the pair a chilled drink each, fruity smoothies for Sia and iced mocha lattes for herself. In return, the elder saw to it that the teen was well and sufficiently rested throughout their time together as a pair. In one way they behaved like friends who genuinely cared about each other’s well being-- which ultimately is their stage concept as well, best friends who don’t let anyone in the way of their friendship. Both of them came with song suggestions, Ryujin proposing Ariana Grande’s song “Side to Side” but felt more inclined towards Sia’s option of Ed Sheeran’s “Cross Me” with Chance The Rapper + PNB Rock though both would be good alternatives.

-.✦･｡ﾟ

Seated next to Sia in their assigned seats Ryujin think that they look so darn cute in their matching outfits, the elder wearing the darker outfit while the teen wearing the lighter. Reason behind that obvious to them but likely slipping the audience; as a rap and vocal duo people do often see the rapper as the thug one and the singer as the innocent one, so they decided that today they are switching it up. Ryujin, the rapper, prepared the white and endearing look while Sia, the vocalist, preparing the more dark and mysterious vibe. “I’m so excited,” she note towards the other in a whisper while waiting for the performances to start already. Ryujin can’t wait until it all begin, and she’s so eager to watch Olivia with Hohyeon.

As well as Yeji and Changbin, and Heejin and Jaemin. Those are the ones that are interesting this week, in her personal opinion, along with the question-- will Kyungsoo dance, again? 

Ryujin sure hopes that he will because she want to see a lot more of him and see what he has to offer. Compared to their blind date set up by their parents he definitely show other sides, all the while she can spot the same man that she already met before. Pairs after pairs perform on stage and soon enough, sooner than Ryujin has grown used to actually, it’s her turn to step up and she is confident as ever walking next to her partner who has such an amazing voice; their stage is different from what she has done so far, much different from it really, which makes it a little scary. Although they have both practiced hard, alone and together, and have come down to a satisfying stage, Ryujin can’t help but worry. What if the judges don’t like it after all? What if they expected something else, or perhaps even more of her already?

“5040 Shin Ryujin and 5026 Kim Sia.” They are finally called to the stage.

Glancing over to the elder with a little smirk she reveal how much she crave to be on stage, if she can say so herself she believe that the two of them have prepared a strong performance-- Ryujin has faith in them, and in in their stage. Once reaching up to the center she bow down in front of the judges, introduce herself and step into position. Ryujin begin the moment she get a cue from Sia, her verse starting off before the music come in. As she deliver her part she rap with perfect English as a result of having English speaking family members, she has spent so many summers in America with her grandparents she barely has an accent. They walk ahead together, oozing of attidude as Ryujin effortlessly pass her opening verses, and execute a little secret handshake of sorts that they prepared to show their close friendship during the second part of Ryujin’s verse making sure to hit it with the beat of the song.

Anything she need, she can call me Don't worry 'bout her, that's my seed, yup, that's all me Just know, if you cross her, then you cross me Cross me, cross me, if you, if you, if you, if you (Ryujin)

Anything she need, she can call me Don't worry 'bout her, that's my seed, yup, that's all me Just know, if you cross her, then you cross me Cross me, cross me, if you, if-

While it’s originally a supposed love song Ryujin enjoy that they have attempted to switch it up like they did with their outfits, that rather bringing a romantic love song they turn it into about a friendship instead. Her verse came to a seemingly abrupt end but that is on purpose, just as in the original song. She doesn’t make too much out of herself when Sia  sing her part as it’s the elder’s time to shine, but she moves her body gently to the beat of the music. Sometimes encouraging the other with ad libs of ‘yeahs’ and ‘mhms’, nothing too extra. The music stops at Sia’s “ayy” but before anyone has the time to wonder if they are done Ryujin comes back around with a beatless rap consisting of the same verse that she opened with. This time, instead of ending it abruptly the two of them merge their parts into a smooth transision.

Anything she need, she can call me Don't worry 'bout her, that's my seed, yup, that's all me Just know, if you cross her, then you cross me Cross me, cross me, if you, if you, if you

Sia sing the refrain with her beautiful voice and Ryujin can’t help but feel a little envious, having yet to gain any confidence in her own singing. The teen has given up that dream, and she has settled with the fact that she is a dancing rapper instead. Having two lines in this refrain she make sure that she understand what the lyrics are about, so when she deliver the words of ‘anything she need she can call me’ she look over at the elder with a smile and an endearing look in her eyes, as though the two are actually friends who will do anything for one another. She is surprised how well they work together on stage, considering the fact that they met as strangers. The part come to an end as all things do and finally, Ryujin is coming in with the actual rap. Due to her age, they decided that she would rewrite some of the lyrics.

And she ain't messing with no other man Now what you not gon' do Is stand there 'cross from me like you got Kung Fu Death stare, crossed arms, running your mouth like a faucet But you don't know that my girl been doing CrossFit Pew! Kung Pow! Knock you out with a cross kick Blowing air out, wear you out, you exhausted Know she gonna slide anytime you girlies gossip Keep a lil' blade in her smashin lip gloss kit, ayy No one say hi to me without her Better pay your respect to the queen Better do that ish without a flirt Gotta respect the HBIC Couple of things that you need to know If you still wanna be friends with me 

During her verse she use the technique that she always does during her raps, her mind doing that automatically by now; always think one sentence ahead, prepare the next sentence while delivering so that the words won’t stumble. The flow is a little strange to her but she manage it well, having practiced from dusk till dawn to perfect her part. That’s what she enjoy about these performances, that she don’t necessarily need a specific place to practice. When she near the second part of her verse she step closer towards Sia, and while she express the words ‘better pay your respect to the queen’ she motion with her fingers as though she’s crowning the other female. She grin broadly after that and finish her verse strongly, then gesture towards the elder who is assigned to end their performance with the song’s signature phrase. Happy with their stage she bow down again as a kind of ‘thank you’ for allowing her to perform again. 

[sofreddie]

Hunter vs Hunter - Part 1

Summary: Y/N and CeCe, world-renowned Bounty Hunters, decide to take on one last job before retirement - capturing the FBI's Most Wanted and highly elusive Winchester Brothers.

Characters: Reader, OFC CeCe, Dean, Sam

Warnings: Angst, Language

WC: 1381

A/N: I know, I know. Yet another series. No bingos, just an idea I couldn't let go of. But it's just so fun I had to share. Feedback is appreciated. : )

“Sam and Dean Winchester,” Y/N said to her companion, CeCe, as they sat at the small table in their motel room. She dropped an open file on the table for CeCe to review, showing mugshots of the mentioned men, along with several police reports. “Wanted in multiple states for an array of weird and awful things,” Y/N explained, “There’s been an open bounty on them for years.”

CeCe looked up at her with a questioning look, not entirely convinced.

“Look,” Y/N rolled her eyes, “We get these guys,” she tapped her finger harshly on the file, “Then it’s nothing but sandy beaches and fruity umbrella drinks for the rest of our lives.” She smirked, her gaze drifting off as she sighed happily, thinking over their shared retirement dream.

The women were some of the best bounty hunters money could buy, known far and wide in their small community as the best of the best, a force to be reckoned with. For over a decade, they had tracked down some of the worst and most sought-after criminals and lunatics, working in tandem to bring them to justice and collect their payday. Their work had them practically living on the road, just the two of them and their old truck, crossing the country from job to job.

CeCe sat back in her chair, propping her feet on the table, narrowed eyes pointed at Y/N. 

“There’s a reason they haven’t been caught in years,” CeCe rolled her eyes. “Not to mention,” she grabbed the file, sitting back in the chair, “They’ve been assumed dead at least three times, and have graced the FBI’s most wanted for a decade,” she scoffed, tossing the file back on the table. “Retirement means nothing if we don’t live to see it.”

“How big is the payout on this anyway?” CeCe mumbled, flicking through the papers before her eyes suddenly went wide.

“FBI is offering a million each, alive. Dead…well, that’s another story. Dead doesn’t cut it here, I’m guessing ‘cause the other times they weren’t.”

“Makes sense…” CeCe scratched the back of her head as she grabbed a beer, “Fuck, it’s tempting. You think we can do it?”

“I think it’s possible. But we’ve gotta bring our A-game here. From what I’ve learned about them, they travel around in this old, black Impala, which should be pretty easy to spot. And the pretty one has a soft spot for ladies. So I’m thinking we should track ‘em down, go for the ol’ “hookup” angle to get ‘em alone and off guard?” Y/N shrugged. It wasn’t the first time they had to use their assets to nab a perpetrator.

CeCe looked over the photos, “When you say ‘the pretty one’…” she laughed, “Exactly which one do you mean? ‘Cause damn. Why are the cute ones always criminal psychopaths?”

“They are pretty stunning,” she agreed with a sigh, “So, let’s see if we can get a twenty on their last location and go from there, alright?”

“Sure thing,” CeCe pulled out her laptop and got to work.

“All we got on the car is the year, make, model, and photos,” Y/N explained. “I mean, it’s a ‘67. Can’t be many of those running around, right?”

“It’s still a needle in a haystack,” CeCe shrugged.

Y/N nodded absentmindedly, leaning against the frame of the window and looking out over the small town street as she sipped on her drink. Her attention shifted at the sound of a rumbling engine, before her eyes went wide, seeing a sleek black car - the car - pulling into the motel lot.

“No fucking way,” she breathed out in awe, watching as the driver exited the vehicle and she nearly choked, stepping back and quickly pulling the curtains closed. “CeCe…” she hissed.

“What?” CeCe briefly looked up as she took a swig of her beer. “You look like you’ve seen a ghost.” Y/N smirked before nodding toward the window.

“Wow! Now that’s a coinci-” she froze as the passenger door opened and one of the Winchester brothers stepped out. “Noooo,” she chuckled, grinning broadly as if she’d just won the lottery. “Oh my God, we’re gonna be millionaires!”

The pair watched on in silence, as the brothers checked into a room several doors down. They reemerged several minutes later, the pair chatting as they walked, headed for the small bar across the street.

“Hey, check it out,” Y/N smirked, moving from the window to her bags. “Feel like gettin’ dressed up and goin’ for a drink?” she winked at CeCe.

“Oh!” CeCe held her chest in excitement. “Go out on a classic huh? Which story? The two coworkers away at a work convention? Two old college buddies traveling the states? Oh! Lesbian lovers feeling experimental? A personal fave, can I just say.”

“According to the file, these guys are delusional and think that they’re do-gooders,” Y/N scoffed. “So…bleeding heart angle. Broken-hearted friends trying to rediscover life after asshole exes. Should grab their attention nicely.”

“Yes,” CeCe hissed with excitement. “Oh! You can do the waterworks and everything with that one. I’m gonna go Oscar-worthy.” Hopefully, if all went well, tonight would be their last job.

“One million dollars…” CeCe sang to herself, a practical skip in her step as the two of them approached the bar. She checked her reflection in the window, tossing her hair and straightening the straps on her dress. “Do I look hot?” she asked Y/N casually.

“You’ll turn a few heads,” Y/N nodded her approval. “Alright, so, I guess we just play the shy angle? Let them come to us?” she said, ushering them out the room and towards the bar.

“They’ll come to us with you looking like that,” CeCe smirked, eyes scanning the bar as they entered the bar. “I know you’re making my head turn.”

“Ten o’clock, in the corner by the pool table,” CeCe pointed out as they stood at the bar, waiting to be served.

Y/N glanced toward the indicated area, seeing the tall, long-haired one - Sam - standing with a queue stick in his hands, watching as the other - Dean - took a shot and stood up with a smirk, grabbing his beer from the side and sipping at the bottle. His eyes met hers briefly before Y/N bashfully dropped her gaze back to the bar.

“This is gonna be interesting,” Y/N breathed out, grabbing the first shot and cheering with CeCe before they both tossed it back.

“I say we go for the booth, about two or three tables across from them,” CeCe suggested, retrieving her over-the-top, brightly colored cocktail complete with umbrella. “This is gonna be fun.”

Y/N took her matching cocktail and the girls walked to the booth they had selected. She was sure to add a little extra sway to her hips, her skinny jeans hugging her abundant curves nicely. They slid into their seats, giving them a view of the entire bar. Her eyes wandered over everything, appearing shy and overwhelmed, but taking in the patrons, the exit and entry points, and security measures in the building. Her eyes landed back at the pool table, locking with Dean’s once more and he smirked. Y/N looked down at the table quickly before flashing a look at CeCe.

“Oh, we got contact already?” CeCe smirked, raising an eyebrow. “Which one of them is eyeing you up?”

“The pretty one,” Y/N groaned slightly, fighting the urge to roll her eyes. “The older brother, Dean,” she whispered, covering her mouth with her drink, so as not to be seen.

“Oh good,” CeCe sipped on her straw, glancing at Sam, her eyes flitting up and down to take him in. She’s not one known for subtlety, him catching her ogling pretty quickly. She smiled softly, before turning back to her drink with a wicked grin. “You have pretty, and I have the hot one.”

“He’s big,” Y/N acknowledged. “You sure you can take him down? We don’t need a repeat of Flagstaff.”

“Always giving me crap for that!” CeCe pouted. “I can handle him, don’t you worry.”

Y/N laughed before trailing her eyes back to the table, her laughing dying out as she no longer saw the brothers standing there. “Shit, lost visual."

Before she could start scanning the room, a deep voice boomed from beside their table.

PART 2

Forevers:

@sis-tafics

@lyarr24

@calaofnoldor

@hobby27

@spnbaby-67

@fangirlxwritesx67

@jarpad24

@flamencodiva

@donnaintx

@writercole

@waynes-multiverse

[starl1ght-child]

Enthralled

Rezyl Azzir x F!Non-Guardian OC

Chapter 7 : TRANSMISSION [ WC 1.1K ]

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[ GHOST TRANSMISSION ID 1372 ] 

[ TRANSMISSION TYPE: AUDIO RECORDING ]

REZYL:  I’m so sorry I had to leave you like that.  I wanted to tell you sooner, I really did, but I’ll be totally honest with you, paramour, I had been dreading telling you from the moment I found out.  I knew you wouldn’t be happy and you would try to convince me to stay if you had the time to come up with an argument.  And I probably would have, too.  I understand if you’re angry with me and don’t even want to listen to these, but… [sighs]  Look.  I’m sorry.  I really am.  

Anyways… I promised I would give you updates so… Hassa, Tovar and I have been tracking these Fallen for a few days.  We’re hoping they’ll lead us right to their Kell’s Ketch.  There’s not much else to say about it right now… But it’s been a few days since we’ve gotten some sleep so we set up a camp to rest and eat and we’re going to pick it up again early in the morning.  So uh… yeah.  I think that’s it.

This is Rezyl Azzir signing off.  I hope you’re sleeping better than I am, paramour.  Good night.

—end of transmission—

[ GHOST TRANSMISSION ID 1373 ]

[ TRANSMISSION TYPE:  AUDIO RECORDING ]

REZYL:  It’s about… I dunno, midnight or just past it.  I know it’s late and it’s been several days since I’ve sent you a message, but it’s kind of hard when we’re either riding for days on our sparrows or in the middle of skirmishes and ambushes.  Like today, we managed to get an ambush set up on a Captain and it’s crew.  I’ll spare you the details since I know how you feel about the damned things, but the short version is that it was a successful ambush.

I would be lying if I said I didn’t like this.  I would be lying if I said I didn’t enjoy being back out in the field.  Conflict is simple, it’s as second nature as breathing.  And while we are at war, there will always be conflict.  Out here it’s a simple matter of who’s good and who’s bad.  It’s a lot better than the politics in the City.

Man, I hate politics.

But I would also be lying if I said I didn’t miss home.  I know it’s only been a week and a half, but… I miss you, paramour.  

This is Rezyl Azzir signing off.  Sleep well, Rilea.

—end of transmission—

[ GHOST TRANSMISSION ID 1376 ] 

[ TRANSMISSION TYPE:  AUDIO RECORDING ]

REZYL:  We’re getting close, paramour.  I know it.  Each fight or ambush gives us more information and more leads.  We’re going for days on the trail until we’re all exhausted and at this point I think we’re all running on fumes.  We’re finally sitting down for a break and—

TOVAR:  Hey, Rezyl, catch.

[pause]

REZYL:  Thanks, Tovar.  We’re taking a break to recuperate and fix up a plan for when we find this Ketch so we can finish this. 

[silence]

REZYL:  I’m really sorry these messages are so few and far between.  I thought I’d have more time to send them to you.  I’ll be honest, I don’t know how long it’s been since I last sent one to you… Ghost says it’s been about a week, maybe a little longer.  And I’ll admit, I forget that a week is a long time for you to go without hearing from me.  It’s just hard when we only take breaks once every few days, but most times it’s longer than that. 

And I owe you a lot when I get home.

This is Rezyl Azzir signing off.  Sweet dreams, Rilea.  And I promise you, I’m coming home.

—end of transmission—

[ GHOST TRANSMISSION ID 1380 ] 

[ TRANSMISSION TYPE: AUDIO RECORDING ]

HASSA:  Calling that girl again, Rezyl?  We’ve gotta go.

REZYL:  I know, Hassa, I’ll make it quick.

HASSA:  We don’t really have a lot of time!

REZYL:  Shove it, I said I’ll be quick.

REZYL:  So, we managed to locate the Ketch and we’re going to launch an assault in less than an hour.  I just wanted to call you before we head out.  We’ve got a plan and it’s solid, but I won’t lie to you, there’s a lot of variables.  It’s risky.  But it’s a risk we have to take.  I just wanted—

TOVAR:  Azzir!  Let’s go!  We gotta move before that Ketch relocates.

REZYL:  Fuck, alright, give me a damned second! I’m coming!  Ghost, close the—

—end of transmission—

[ GHOST TRANSMISSION ID 1381 ]

[ TRANSMISSION TYPE: AUDIO RECORDING ]

REZYL:  Our plan worked, Rilea.  Killed the Kell and a lot of Fallen with him.  Couldn’t get rid of the ketch since the cannons are powerful and hard to take out.  I’ll spare you the details of the mission since I know you wouldn’t like them.

TOVAR:  *shouting* He got himself killed to draw the Kell out!

REZYL:  Hey, bug off, will you?!

[background laughter]

REZYL:  [deep, heavy sigh]  The only important thing is, it worked.  We’ve got a few more areas to investigate, and then we’ll be on the turn around back for the City.  I’ll be home soon.  A few more weeks at most.  

[silence]

REZYL:  [whispering]  Do you know why I call you paramour?  It’s because everyone keeps telling me that I shouldn’t get involved with you.  That I should let you lead a normal life.  People like Hassa and Tovar who have been asking me if I’m ready to go down this road, because we all know where it’s going to lead.  But I just, fuck Rilea, I can’t.  I just can’t.  You are the one by all moral standpoint that I should not be getting involved with, but I’m already in way too fucking deep.  

[pause]  

REZYL:  I love you.  Rilea, I really do, you’re wonderfully perfect, you’re strong and you have such a fire in you that—fuck…  I am in love with you.  That’s why I go on these missions.  If I can do anything to make this world safer for you, I will, because you are the most beautiful thing in it.  I just wish it was easier for you to understand why.  I know you don’t like it when I’m away for long periods...

[sighs] Let’s be honest, though, protecting you is the only thing I can seem to get right… 

[silence]

REZYL:  I can’t wait to see you again so I can tell you in person.  I just regret not telling you before I left.  And if another person tries to tell me to walk away, I think I might put a bullet in their brain.  [raising voice]  And it’s probably going to be one of these two idiots with me!

[loud background laughter]

[chuckling] This is Rezyl Azzir signing off.  I love you, paramour.

—end of transmission—

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any pairing, #30

Too quick, mumbled into your scarf Pairing: VmonWC: 1381Genre: Fluff with extra cheeseWarning: Uh I wrote this in one go and it’s not proof read, sorryDRABBLE BELOW LINK:

Taehyung couldn’t conceal his grin, andhe trailed behind Namjoon up the hill, glancing between theirentwined fingers and the soft dimples showing on Namjoon’s cheeks.There were plenty of trees but the leaves had mostly fallen and thefull moon seeped through enough that he could see everything in themoonlight.

He hadn’t expected Namjoon to take himalong.

They hadn’t been dating for very long,only a few months. Something about them had just clicked. Namjoon hadsaid something about a melding of minds but Taehyung didn’t see itlike that. Nobody had a mind like Namjoon. But then again, nobody hada mind like Taehyung either as he’d repeatedly had it pointed out tohim. Maybe that was it, really. Their differences, their quirkyoddities.

It was what was underneath thatconnected them. Their compassion, their excitement over learningthings – they learned in different ways, their focus was never thename, but Taehyung always saw the same familiar flickering of joy inNamjoon’s eyes when he latched on to something new.

But Taehyung also knew that Namjoonneeded alone time, needed those moments to sink into a book, momentsto work on his songs, needed the space to be alone with his thoughts.

Namjoon especially liked to go for bikerides. He would disappear for an hour or two, leaving Taehyung with asmall kiss on the cheek, always letting him know that he had is phoneif he was needed, but Taehyung never liked to bother him. He didn’tknow where he went, wasn’t sure if he went multiple places or thesame one every time, but he had noticed more and more bike rides atnight. He hadn’t been worried – much. Namjoon was smart, heprobably knew what he was doing. But Taehyung was curious by nature.

Tonight had been different.

Taehyung had been watching anime on hiscomputer when he saw Namjoon, beanie already on, walking towards thefront door, ready to grab the coat and red scarf hanging there.

“Where do you always go?” The wordswere out before Taehyung could think about it, which was pretty muchhis norm, and to Namjoon’s credit he didn’t even flinch at thequestion.

“Do you want to come and see?”Taehyung had just stared for a few moments, mouth hanging slightlyopen as he processed the offer while Namjoon smiled at him patiently,waiting, not rushing him, letting the words sink in.

When he finally did react, Taehyung waslucky he didn’t knock is computer on to the floor in his rush to stophis show and rush over to the door. He stepped only inches in frontof Namjoon, looking up into his face and watching the small chucklewash over Namjoon’s face, dimples flashing.

It still gave Taehyung that warmtingling feeling in his stomach, he wasn’t sure when that feelingwould stop coming. Hopefully never.

It was with that same feeling that hefound Namjoon grabbing his hand, interlacing their fingers, andgently guiding him towards the local park. The walk was long –Taehyung had never gotten himself a bike, which he was now sorelyregretting – but it was calm and peaceful and for once Taehyungcouldn’t think of anything to say. He simply soaked every moment inand tried to hide the sudden bounce in his step.

The park ran along a hill and as theyclimbed higher and higher, Taehyung noticed that Namjoon had a slightflush to his cheeks. He couldn’t be quite sure if it was from theclimb or the crisp fall air, but either way he couldn’t help but findit cute.

Normally it was Taehyung that peoplestated was cute – like a living puppy. But if anyone bothered toactually get to know Namjoon they’d see he was the softer one, thebashful one. The one you could get to curl in on himself with asimple compliment. He was tall and handsome and everything Taehyungliked in a person, but he was also cuddly and warm like a blanket andthe best part of the day was getting Namjoon to wrap him up in a hug– which fortunately he did with very minimal prompting.

He was so concentrated on Namjoon’sface that he almost walked into him when Namjoon suddenly stopped.

They’d reached the top of the hill, andNamjoon had walked them over to one of the benches lining the crestoverlooking the town. There were still a smattering of houses withtheir lights one, but even so they couldn’t compare to the sky.

The moon was full, bright, and bywhatever feat of nature appeared to be larger than normal as if ithad crept closer to the earth when nobody was looking. The stars werelittered across the sky, twinkling, making Taehyung feel like he waslooking in a book.

Namjoon sat down on the bench, fingersstill clinging to Taehyung’s own and he quickly sat down besideNamjoon, leaning into his side.

“This is where I normally go.”Namjoon’s voice was low and soft and rumbled quietly along Taehyung’sspine. “It’s quieter at night, not so many people.”

“It’s beautiful.” Namjoon let out asmall murmur of assent, and Taehyung could feel the gaze on his facebut he kept his own eyes on the stars. Namjoon had wanted to showhim, and now he couldn’t help but think about all the times Namjoonmust have seen the same sight, must have gotten lost in the cosmos.Taehyung would have found that to be a grandiose statement if it wasanyone but Namjoon, but he could practically feel the thoughts andlyrics that must pour out of him on this rooftop.

“Did you know that all the stars yousee are bigger than the sun?” Taehyung let out a small noise ofcomplaint as Namjoon let go of his hand, but when he felt the samehand slip around his shoulder instead and pull him in closer all hecould do was lean in and listen. “Just think about it, all thosestars you could easily miss when every one talks about the sun or themoon, but if you pay attention you realize that those are just justthe flashy ones, and that it’s the stars that are the biggest, theones that shine the brightest.”

Taehyung looked up, his head brushingagainst the soft gray scarf around around Jonas’s neck. Namjoon waslooking at him, had maybe never stopped looking at him. Eyes dark butsparkling as if the whole sky was reflected in them. Taehyung wasn’tsure when his thoughts had become this cheesy, or maybe they’d alwaysbeen this way, but he was pretty certain they’d been around since atleast the first time he’d met Namjoon.

He tilted his head back just a littlemore, gave Namjoon the space to lean down and push their lipstogether. Namjoon’s lips were always slightly chapped, but stillimpossibly soft. Taehyung could feel himself sigh as he opened hislips farther, letting Namjoon wrap his other arm around him and drawTaehyung in closer, impossibly close.

It felt warm and happy, and Namjoon hadbrought him here when he didn’t have to, when Taehyung hadn’t everdared to ask.Namjoon ended the kiss sooner than Taehyungwould have liked, but he supposed this wasn’t the time or place formore so he settled back down with a small sigh, letting his facenuzzle into Namjoon’s neck, the soft fiber soft fibers of Namjoon’sscarf tickling at his skin.

“I love you. He mumbled itquickly, wasn’t even sure if Namjoon had heard him until he felt thelips press softly against his forehead.

“I love you, too. You’re my star.”Taehyung let out a small laugh and thumped Namjoon lightly on thechest. It was too cheesy, even for him. “I mean it. I don’t knowhow I was lucky enough to find you, but you’re the best and brightestpart of my life.”

Taehyung could feel that warm bubblingrising up his chest and it was just too much, so he did the onlything he could do and silenced Namjoon with on more kiss.