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huskersbooze · 1 month

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Sick

Alastor x Reader

Summary : You get sick and Alastor keeps you company <3

Warnings : Swearing(lots of it)

Pairings : Alastor x F!Reader (M!Reader here)

Additional Tags : ALASTOR POV CUZ YES. Sick reader, implied relationship, h/c, fluff, comfort

Word count : 1.01k

“Hey, you alright, kid?” Husk tilts his head to the side, wiping down the last glass of the day.

You don’t respond. Instead, you’re staring off into the distance, dozing off in your own world.

“Kid?”

“Huh? What?” You finally snap out of your thoughts.

“Geez, ya’ look like hell.” Husk acknowledges. “Are you sick?”

“I don’t know.” You shrug. “I don’t think so?”

“Go rest. I’ll work alone today.”

“What? No! I’m fine I swear-” Before you’re able to finish your sentence, Husk flips you off.

“Bullshit. Go find your radio boyfriend.”

“Don’t bullshit me-”

You try arguing but Husk only smirks when he catches a glimpse of Alastor who’s appeared right behind you.

“Well, I just did.” He says. “Now stop being so stubborn.”

“I’m not being stubborn I-”

You feel a hand being put to your forehead and try to fight back, only to realise it was Alastor.

“High fever.” He lets go. “You’re being stubborn.”

“Oh, fuck you, Al.”

“We’ll fuck when you’re better, darling.”

You blush. Alastor grins. Husk tries to hold in a laugh but ultimately fails.

“You’re sick and you need rest, my dear. Come along.”

“I’m fine-”

Alastor can only sigh, picking you up as you yelp.

“This is completely, and utterly, your fault single-handedly.” He smiled as you pouted. “You're very much welcome, darling.”

“Whatever.”

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You managed to escape Alastor as he leaves to mess with Vox. (Ep2 lmao)

Upon returning to the bar, Husk was not pleased to see your ass out of bed, emphasising on how important sleep was to someone sick.

You couldn’t care less.

Though, after wiping down a few more bottles with him, your eyes doze off and your eyelids feel droopy.

“Kid?”

The world spins and fades away.

“Fuck! Kid, ya’ alright?! Alastor!”

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[Alastor’s pov]

I heard a little groan as my eyes widened.

"Darling." I whispered, hoping not to startle her.

"Al..?" She breathed out.

"Good morning." I joked, though so grateful she was now awake.

"Wha.. What time is it?" She asked, struggling to get up.

"Be careful." I ushered, helping her sit. "I'm not so sure myself. It's very late at night."

"Where am I?" She asked, finally waking up as she stopped slurring through her words.

"My room. ‘I’m not sick’ my arse." I replied.

"Oh. Well, I guess you and Husk were right. I just thought I was a little sick." She murmured.

"You are sick." I replied. "Just worse than you expected."

"Real humorous, Al." She gave a small, yet weak, giggle.

Silence filled the air between us, and we didn't say anything else after that. That was, until she gave a small sneeze. I could tell she tried to suppress it, but seeing it was late at night and so quiet, it was hard not to notice.

"Are you cold?" I asked. I could barely make out the silhouette of her nodding lightly. Without hesitating, I took off my coat and handed it over to her. "Better?"

"A lot. Thanks, Al." She replied. After another few seconds of silence, she spoke up once more. "Why aren’t you asleep?"

"You do remember your dear partner does not need, nor does he enjoy, sleep?"

"Excuse, excuses." She joked, earning a chuckle from me.

"I can't really sleep now." She suddenly says out of nowhere. One thing I really like about this girl, she says the most random things in the most random situations. "Could we do something else?"

"Are you trying to get me killed?" I laughed. "You need to rest."

"I'm aware. That's the initial plan, anyways." She joked. At least, I hoped she was joking.

"You sneaky little deer."

"Yes. That's me. Hello." She replied, sitting on the edge of the bed with her legs crossed as she proceeded to look at me in the dark room. “Besides, it’s not like anyone here at the Hotel is actually powerful enough to kill you.”

"Very well, then. What do you have in mind?"

“Some jazz and cuddles would be nice.”

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She chokes on another cough.

"Are you sure you're alright? You should really rest in such vulnerable state."

"I'm," Another cough. "Fine. I swear."

"If you insist."

After a while, I turned to face her, worried she wasn't enjoying herself anymore, only to find her sound asleep, clinging lightly to my shirt. See? I told you were sleepy. You just refused to listen to me. I stopped and watched the girl, moving little by little, afraid of waking her up.

She looked so peaceful. Though, it wouldn't be the first time I find her sleeping in my presence. I tugged a small strand of hair behind her ear as she shifted a little. I immediately paused. Shit, had I woken her? Though she soon returned to her slumber and she curled up into a ball in front of me.

I suppose this would suffice.

"Goodnight, darling." I whispered softly, laying next to her in the bed. "See you in the morning."

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[2nd person]

You awoke early in the morning, feeling well rested. Your bed was awfully more comfortable than you had remembered. You sat up and rubbed your eyes, finally opening them for the first time, only to find that you weren't in your own room. It took you a while to let things simmer in.

That's when you heard snoring next to you.

You turned to find the Radio Demon cuddled into a ball next to you in bed sleeping oh so soundly. The poor man probably hadn't had sleep in days. Before you could process what was happening, you checked the time and realized you had to be back at the bar for work in 5 minutes. Not wanting to wake Alastor up, you left him a quick note to thank him and left.

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The whole day passed and you never caught sight of Alastor. After closing the bar, you headed to Alastor’s room,hoping to find him there.

You stop at his door and break out a tiny laugh.

On the door, a rushed sign saying — Sick. Keep out.

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implalazz · 3 months

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Asked for some yokai fusions on reddit, this is the first batch

L-R: Frostysol, Nonoko, Venyan, Lord Lie-in, Slimatina, Whisbuzz

Some thoughts on these designs under the cut

Yayyyyyy thoughts on these because I like talking, esp about my creative process

Frostysol: I WILL SAY RIGHT NOW I KNOW I FUCKED UP THE KOSODE MASSIVELY, IT DOESN’T HAVE SLEEVES & IT’S TOO BIG….. I literally only had two ideas for this desgin, one was inspired by the yuki onna segment's backgrounds from Kwaidan & the other was inspired by the spirits from Kuro Neko. The eyes in the backgrounds of yuki onna were so striking & I had just watched the movie recently so it was still fresh in my mind. I knew I wanted her to be closer to a real yuki onna rather than just a cute snow girl spirit. And in that regard Kuro Neko helped with that. I guess subconsciously I wanted her to give off vibes of an unsuspecting girl who kills you & turns out to be a yokai. I thought a kosode would make more sense historically than a random cape, but also idk if young girls wore kosode like that or if it was just adult women. Had no ideas how to incorporate pallysol so I just used him for little details. He's more prevalent in the design intentionally than physically

Nonoko: Pretty simple what do I say. Uh I thought I could do a clover for the tail rather than a heart like Bloominoko. Wanted to make him even fatter than he is cuz he's Noko x2, also made his spots clover shaped cuz what's more lucky than a four leafed clover? An eight leafed clover! Or two four leafed clovers..... Also gave him double teeth & some little wing shaped clovers on his head kinda like Dudunsparce. This one didn't have a lot of thought go into it, I just kinda did what felt natural

Venyan: The first thing I thought about was what colour to make the fur & what colour to make the hair. I decided on red hair cuz it would pop more with dark blue fur. Also made his face pattern a part of his hair cuz he doesn’t have enough room on his face for it with Venocts bangs. I wanted him to be kind of a shitty little bastard, a real cat kinda cat. A good mix of their personalities y’know. Didn’t have much going on with this design either other than I didn’t want the scarf to be all bulky with the dragons cuz Jibanyan is very squart, so I moved them to the tails. Also just because that looks cooler. Had a hell of a time drawing them, I have experience drawing dragons but I’ve always been bad at drawing them roaring or snarling, they look okay but not great.

Lord Lie-in: Also had a bit of trouble combining these two, makes sense cuz I put this one off for more than a few weeks. Didn’t wanna give him big spiky saiyan hair so he got some stray hairs in the front. Took his face framing bangs & tied them up cuz I always like that look (They’re two different pieces tied individually then tied together, so there’s two mini ponytails instead of one. Also had to deliberate on the hair colours cuz I knew I wanted him to have white fur. One of my favourites was red hair with light blue ends but I didn’t go with that one cuz his outfit is mostly red. I also DID NOT feel like giving him a whole kimono (mostly for silhouette reasons) so I just gave him Miku-like sleeves. I originally wanted to give him split leg hakama but when looking at reference I remembered “Oh yeah these things have a lot of pleats & the crotch is pretty low so that’s not great for the silhouette I have in mind.” I gave him harem-esque pants & if you look closely at the upper thigh you can see a little slit in the side of them. Underneath his waist plate & top, the pants tie together like hakama do so I guess I got the hakama in a little bit. I didn’t have any room for his arm warmers so I made them into gloves & gave him the kind of socks that I don’t know what they’re called (Catra has them & I think they’re cool). Also gave him tengu cuz they look cooler than whatever Lie-in Heart has going on. Also cuz it makes him more like “Woah what a bold guy/character!!” And don’t ask how the sword fits in that sheath, idk magic or something he’s the king of the yokai he can do whatever he wants

Slimatina (or Frostymander): Again not much going on here it’s pretty simple. Gave the lower body muscles cuz I noticed the lower body of Slimamander kind of looked like a chest & also just cuz that makes it more creepy. I gave the main body/head some hair clips resembling the patterns on the bulbs of the other heads. Also made the openings in the head look more like a woman’s mouth cuz again, makes it creepy, but also I just thought it would fit more with the Frostina part. Also gave the main heads head eyelashes that look like the openings on the other heads. Decided to give her a cape this time cuz I’m not fuckin around with another kosode. I don’t know if it comes off in the piece but I wanted her cape to be flying up like she just summoned a harsh wind. Last thing is I gave her an eye ornament on her obi & a specially tied obijime cuz I saw one tied like that on google & I thought it looked cute

Whisbuzz: YET AGAIN SAY IT WITH ME! NOT! MUCH! GOING! ON!!!!!! Uhh gave him a frown cuz he’s depressed or whatever, made the top of his hood look like Whispers…… ahoge???? Made his wings wispy on the ends. That’s about it. Fun fact before I drew that one I had another one but I scrapped it because it looked too much like a sperm cell :]

#🔩.my art #I’m aware the kosode is deeply fucked forgot it was an actual garment & not just a cape #yokai watch #yokai oc #fusion #noko #jibanyan #venoct #frostina #pallysol #lord enma #lie-in heart #slimamander #whisper yokai watch #negatibuzz

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keets-writing-corner · 3 months

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NOT ME

WRITING A LUCIFER FIC

AND REALIZING THAT WHAT BOOTED HIM FROM HEAVEN WAS THE HEAVEN ELDERS/ANCIENTS

AND NOT HAVING INCLUDED THATIN THE FIC

WHO ARE THEY????????????

anyways don't mind me just compiling any references of them I can find and/or other sources and/or speculate just to have it all in one place

K so first explicit reference is in Overture during the exposition dump by Charlie. Not sure which EXPLICITLY are these guys so Imma just add/assume who I think

This them? Are these the assholes?

hmmmm okay either that WASN'T them and she was just talking about angels in general, OR Lucifer was ONE OF THEM, but I'm skeptical

okay assuming these 6 guys are the elders, I heard the number 6 somewhere else too, but that's an unverified source. Okay so maybe he's just a really OLD angel but younger than the elders? Were they like his strict homophobic/fantasy forbidding family or whatever?

Okay so that's clearly Sera and these silhouettes are different, so NOT the elders

Side note, why is Sera so BIG

anyways

that was episode 1... I don't think there's any mention of elders until Dad Beat Dad so let's go to there

Here they are

6 of them again, and the silhouettes match much closer the ones where Charlie directly talks about them. They have 6 wings too tho, so I'm willing to go out on a limb they're all seraphim like Lucifer and Lucifer and Sera were just younger ones (personally headcanoning that Lucifer is even older than Sera, maybe she looked up to him?)

TIME TO GO THROUGH WELCOME TO HEAVEN FRAME BY FRAME AHHH

okay the way Emily says that makes it sound like there are only two seraphim, herself and sera, and lucifer but he clearly doesn't count anymore. So then what are the elders? A different class of seraphim??? they got the 6 wings so what's going on???

"The seraphim" as in a group. But Emily didn't know about the exterminations... IM SO CONFUSED

Sera okayed the extermination, we know that much, but Emily didn't know about it. Do/did the elders know???

K looking at the court angels

Sera and Emily are clearly the highest ranking, there are at least a handful of familiar silhouettes that could be seen in the exposition, so I'm guessing none of these are winners and are all OG angels

are the mysterious elders the ones passing divine judgement?? nobody else is in the loop and they seem the type to withhold information

oh REALLY mmm say like the opinions of 6 crusty old angles is being treated like law??

me: -trying my hardest to dig up lore that I need/want for the fic- Hazbin hotel: teehee you don't know >:)

I did find confirmation that the rest of the court (not-seraphim) in fact did not know about the extermination, look at how equally horrified they are during "You didn't know"

I'm scrounging for scraps in a dumpster I swear

Sera IS the head Seraphim, which would make sense if it's just between her and Emily who's younger (and her job is just to keep everyone happy, which is very suiting for her) but it does imply a degree of separation between Emily/Sera levels of seraphim and whatever the elders are

"Heaven" needs them to perform their roles... but Sera isn't the highest authority, cuz she's scared that maybe someone else would boot Emily from heaven just for asking questions. The elders are clearly ABOVE Sera if she can't do anything about their verdicts.

okay side note

ohhohoho did Sera feel bad for Lucifer >:3c were they CLOSE? >:3c DID SHE DO NOTHING TO HELP HIM??? >:3c Is she ashamed? Is this why she just folds to preserve whatever the elders ordered? Is she scared of them?

Okay only other episode I can look at rn is the last one

sooooooo yeah these two are the only Seraphim that aren't considered "elders" ugh okay things gathered from the episode:

Both Elders and Seraphim have 6 wings

as far as seraphim go, including Lucifer, there are only 3 total that we know of if not period and they are highest ranking but subordinate to the elders

the Elders hold absolute authority being the ones who very clearly and (implied) violently booted Lucifer out of heaven, Sera cannot override their decisions and fears Emily also being booted

They have very specific silhouettes and there are 6 of them

TIME TO SCROUNGE THE INTERNET

nope nevermind, the only thing I found from an actual source was Vivziepop saying in a stream, and I'm paraphrasing the wiki that links it "Information about heaven is being wrapped for later in the series" "It is very interesting" and Dave Capdevielle has a thing about heaven he finds interesting but won't talk about it cuz it's spoilers

In conclusion: RIP ME guess I'll just have to head canon my way through chapter 1 of my fic, ugh I have so much rewriting/adding to do

Chapter 1 is already like 10k words (the fic so far has 30k words and I'm pretty sure that amount is going to quadruple or quintuple by the time I'm done) UGH FINE LETS GO

On the bright side, this gives me MOAR ANGST OPPORTUNITIES? hmmm I might just tweak what I have tho and add some extra scenes? Major thinking needs to be done

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel spoilers #heaven #heaven elders #lucifer #lucifer morningstar #Sera #Emily #WHO ARE THE ELDERS #WHAT ARE THEY DOING????#WHY ARE THEY SO MEANNNNNNN #What is their relationship to Lucifer???#slight spoiler for my fic but like #I'm writing Lucifer and Sera having been very close #so when he gets cast out ya know #extra hurt #but now I'm thinking about how traumatic that would've been for Sera too #if my assumption that he's older is correct #then she would've looked up to him #and she would've watched her fairly well meaning and sweet mentor be booted from heaven #and then she would've been the only seraphim ruling #and without the experience and guidance of Lucifer to help her #Of course she reacted the way she did #The elders were scared of something #THE ELDERS #So much that they booted Lucifer #She needs to uphold that #cuz what are they afraid of???#ugh I'm more frustrated than anything #if anyone knows anything PLEASE SEND IT MY WAY

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just-my-type-x · 2 years

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Just anything enemies to lovers with Colby lol

Say My Name Like It's Holy

angst, asshole Colby

disclaimer, i know nate and seth have nothing to do with amber, i just didn't want to include jake and corey cuz it felt awkward. hope it's ok for everyone.

btw, imagine Colby dressed like in the shanley vid

i get to the party and park my car on Amber's driveway. i sigh and tap my fingers nervously on the stirring wheel. i look towards the house where silhouettes can be spotted dancing and drinking, the LED lights lightning up the whole garden. i take my phone from the passenger seat and check the time, 12.22. it's sure going to be a long night. i only accepted to come to her party just because when we first moved to LA we were each other's rock and we've always helped each other when we needed. it's actually selfish, i'm here also for my other friends and drinks. mostly drinks.

"fuck it", i open my car door and get out of it, sprinting towards her house. i get inside and i'm welcomed by a heat wave because of all the people that are dancing and walking around. i greet some people who aren't too busy to make out or to drown themselves in vodka and cranberry juice and i start walking around to look for Amber. she waves at me from across the living room and sprints towards me with her arms wide to embrace me. i hug her back and rub her back. "haven't seen you in ages, i missed you", i smile and we hold hands while looking at each other.

"i know right? are you married? did you give birth? who's the godmother?", Amber jokes and we laugh while walking towards the kitchen, where i put on the table a bottle of Jack Daniels that she asked me to bring. she passes me a red cup of a double shot of vodka with cranberry juice and i take a few sips.

"where are the good people?", i ask looking around for more familiar faces, especially Sam and Nate. i spot Seth immediatley after and i wave at him. he joins us and Amber opens the whiskey bottle for him while we look for glasses and ice.

"well i think Nate is outside by the pool with Sam and Colby is-"

"don't care 'bout Colby", i cut her off and take another sip from my drink, already looking for the entire bottle of Absolut. she raises her hands in the air in defense and draws an imaginary zipper on her mouth.

"upstairs with a girl", Sam joins the conversation and i jump in surprise. he collides his whiskey glass with Seth's and murmurs a 'cheers' before bot of them take it as a shot.

"didn't care, but thanks pal", i smile bitterly while taking down what was left in my cup.

"is it such a bad night? you drank it in five minutes", Amber states and both guys look at me worried. i shake my head no and try to avoid other questions so i just pour some more alcohol and motion to them to go do something.

we greet Nate in the backyard and i hug him from behind, surprising him.

"and when i thought it's going to be my next girlfriend", he jokes, but hugs me tightly and kisses my forehead as he always does that. i playfully hit him.

"am i not interesting enough for you?", i ask him retorically and wait for another joke

"hey there, y/n. you know it's polite to say hi to everyone, right?"

my face turns serious and i clench my jaw. nate takes a sip of his drink and turns to Colby.

"c'mon, man, give her a break. she's friends with all of us.", he says and puts a hand on my back, pushing me to get closer to Kat who is right next to me.

"she's your friend, not mine and if you'll excuse me, i need a refill.", he gets up from the tiny chair he was sitting on and makes his way through me and Kat. "Amber, care to help me?", he smirks and i look at Amber, who doesn't face me. i hold my breath.

"you know where the bar is. i'm sure you'll find anything you need", she half smiles at me and turns her back to him, joining us.

"suit yourself", Colby leaves and hugs a few people until entering the house. i sigh and lean on the tree behind me, taking a sip, making faces when i taste how bitter the drink came out. apparently i didn't pour enough cranberry juice. Sam laughs.

"Shut up, i needed that", i smile and join the conversation my friends started. we take pictures, make instagram stories and since the alcohol started to kick in, we film some tiktoks of us singing and dancing. Colby comes back after a while and i know i have to back away this time, since he hasn't really spent much time with them. i lean back on the tree from before and watch from afar how Stas and Nate start dancing. i take in a deep breath when i see Colby coming towards me. for a split second i consider looking backwards to see if he's going somewhere else, but the house is in the opposite direction. "i'm not leaving this tree just because you're here, Brock. i was here first.", i finish my vodka and curse under my breath because it burned worse than before.

"so a tree is your new comfort spot? funny", he leans on the tree too, but in sitting position. "enjoying the party?", he looks up at me and i look down at him, enjoying the feeling of power over him just because of the height difference. i smirk and shake my head.

"i would've enjoyed it more if you weren't here", i look to the side so i wouldn't catch his gaze again. "but either way, i'm glad my friends are here", i accentuate the word 'friends.'

he scoffs and shakes his head, drinking everything he had in his cup, throwing the cup somewhere in the garden. Colby gets up and faces me, his tall frame almost making me inexistent. he presses his hands on the tree, catching me in the middle. his alcohol breath hits me and i blush at the close distance between our faces.

"oh, c'mon, don't you have some one night stander somewhere in here? or did you score all of them tonight?", i put my hand on his chest to push him, but he grabs my wrist gently, holding it in place when i try to take it away from him. i look deep into his eyes and he does the same, biting his lip and smirking at me.

"i'm glad you know how charming and long lasting i am.", he caresses the back of my hand with his thumb and i scoff, trying to hold back my laughter.

"sure", i finally give in and laugh and i take my hand out of his grip harshly. "what made me so worthy of your attention, your highness?", i roll my eyes and try to look under his arm to see if anyone sees the situation i'm in, but everyone is dancing and singing, and i'm here contemplating the years of prison i might get if i do something to Colby tonight.

"just wanted to talk, we're too mean to each other lately.", he sighs and takes his hands off the tree, looking properly at me this time. i cross my arms at my chest and raise an eyebrow.

"didn't notice.", i sarcastically answer and move to the side so i'm not facing him anymore.

"i like your outfit.", he grins and i look at myself to remember what i'm wearing. i look at my black plaid skirt, black and white converse and my simple black top. i frown and look at him.

"you're joking, right?"

Colby looks at me confused. "I just made you a compliment, can't you just take it? i'm trying to be nice", he sighs. "you know what, i tried at least, so nobody can tell me that it's my fault we don't get along. jesus", Colby starts walking away and i look at him getting further from me, towards the house. i sigh and look at our group of friends, but start chasing after him.

"Colbs, wait", i shout at him and he stops walking, making me bump into him. i rub my cheek after the impact and he turns around to face me.

"what did you call me?", he answers, voice raspy and an angry look on his face. i feel bad and try to act like i didn't call him in any way, that he misheard it. "y/n, say it now.", he gets closer to me and my chest almost touches his.

"everyone almost calls you Colbs, it slipped because of how often i hear it.", i analyze his face features and they seem to soften, his face brightening. "i didn't think it was going to make you mad.", i look down at the cup that i'm still holding, wishing i had a damn strong mix in it right now.

Colby straightens his voice. ''no, it's fine, i just.. never thought or expected you're going to call me like that ever.

"why? because we're not friends?", i play with the cup and he takes it out of my hand. i look up at him and he nods. i motion with my head towards the house and Colby gets the message to get inside. maybe we both needed something strong.

i pour myself the same mix and make sure i pour a lot of juice to compensate for earlier, while Colby takes a beer instead. we stay in complete silence, people around us dancing and spilling drinks everywhere.

"hey handsome", a random girl shows up in the kitchen and grabs Colby by the collar of his shirt. he looks at me immediately and i try to hold back my smile. she is drunk as hell."care to pour me a drink?" when she realizes Colby isn't looking at her, she rotates her body to face me, almost falling because of how dizzy she is. He catches her and holds her a few moments when she starts talking to me.

"don't worry, i'm not with him.", i cut her off and smile devilishly at Colby, who thought i was going to help him. he widens his eyes and shakes his head no fast.

"oh, how nice.", she smiles and looks up at him, but he only gives her a smile.

"how about i call you tomorrow? you seem tired. let's get you to the couch", he starts walking her down to the living room, but her friend shows up and takes care of her.

"so, you didn't get to bang literally everyone at the party, this one slipped through.", i joke and walk closer to Colby so he can hear me.

"and you"

i freeze and realize i was stupid enough to think a split second that he wouldn't be an asshole. his expression changes when he understands the change in my behaviour.

"that sounded so wrong i'm sorry. why don't we go somewhere more quiet?", i agree with him and we go upstairs, by the looks of it, in Amber's bedroom. somehow i'm not surprised he knew where it was. we stay there in silence and i watch him sit on the bed. i lean back on the door and cross my arms at my chest.

"you look good too. that shirt really looks good on you and it matches your eyes. it's a thing i've always admired you for. it's easier to capture the attention of others. shamefully, you captured mine.", Colby wants to talk, but i cut him off. "and yeah, we don't get along. we tried everything. we're too temperamental when we're together, yet we don't have a reason. you push me away, i do the same, why? well let me tell you why.", i approach him and he looks up at me while i'm inches away from him. "i hate it how you hook up with literally everyone and, again, shamefully, i tried so hard to stay as far away from you as possible because i didn't want to become one of those girls. i couldn't stand you. and now we see each other almost every day because of our friend group and because of your videos and so on. i hate you because i know deep down there's a small chance i will let my guard down for you, Colby. and i hate it.", i take a deep breath and try to take a few steps back, but he catches my hand and pulls me back.

"you were never going to become one of those girls. and no, it's not because i hated you so much from the start nor that i don't like you, it's because i always knew you deserve so much better than me."

"why did you hate me from the start?", i ask, my voice cracking

"because i knew, one day, i'm gonna crave you more than life and i knew i couldn't have you. pushing you away was the easiest way of coping with that. but now, i want to make things right, i want us to get somewhere. for real. ask anyone"

i chuckle. "well, everyone thought you were banging someone upstairs when i arrived so i think old habits don't die so easily."

"but i was in the backyard, you know that."

i take a few seconds to look at him and sigh. "fuck that", i grab Colby's arms and put them around my waist and lean down to kiss him. he's taken by surprise, but grabs me by my legs and puts me on top of him, his hands travelling under my skirt and squeezing my ass. i bite his lip and run the tip of my tongue on his bottom lip, Colby granting me permission. i pull at his hair and he runs his hans on my back, searching for the hem of my top. he takes it off and stops for a few seconds to look at my chest, my black bra making my boobs look mouthwatering. he bites my neck and kisses down on my collar bone, licking the roundness of my boob, reaching to untie my bra so he would have full access to them.

Colby stops in his tracks, breathing heavily. i whine and he smirks, licking his lips when he sees how swollen mine are.

"i need you to tell me this is alright, y/n. i don't want to wreck things between us even more", he searches for any disagreement on my face.

"Colby, i want this a lot", my breath is just as heavy and i start kissing him, cupping his cheek with my hand, sighing as his lips feel like a dream on mine. i gasp in his mouth as he undoes my bra, a groan escaping his mouth when i let my bra fall on the floor.

"no, i can't", he hugs me so he won't be able to look at my exposed chest. "i can't treat you like the others.", he leans on the side and hands me the top so i put something on me faster.

"but i just said it's ok.", i awkwardly answer

"and i said it's not. y/n, i want you to be mine, ok? i don't want anything to happen until then. that's how it's supposed to be", Colby gets up from the bed and i take a pillow and put it on my legs so i support my elbows on it while following Colby through the room.

"then ask me if i want to be with you", he turns around and opens his mouth, then closes it back again. "oh, yeah, you're not ready for a relationship.", i nod and put the pillow aside. i take my bra off the floor and throw it over my shoulder. i walk towards the door, but Colby gets to the door right before me. "get-"

"be mine! it's not a question, just be mine already.", he cups my face and i take a few steps back because of Colby's reaction. he takes forward the same steps i took so there isn't any space between us. "you make me go crazy", he sighs and glues our foreheads together.

"i think i've always been yours", i smile and he presses his lips hard on mine. we smile into the kiss and drag him towards the bed, but he stops me.

"another time. we have some friends to save from blacking out", we both laugh and leave Amber's bedroom.

#colby brock #colby brock smut #colby brock imagine

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my-toh-theories-2 · 1 year

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Quick lil theory but this has been on my mind for a while. But, why did Belos give SO much leniency for Lilith? She's the only character we see him give that kind of treatment to. She got to keep her Palismen (the only one he didn't steal/eat barring Eda) and let her fail for over a MONTH in capturing Eda. OVER A MONTH. Anyone else they'd be fucking fired or dead. So, why?? Well, I have an idea.

Firstly no, I don't think Belos was born evil. His own mindscape reflects this as his child aura was purple before it turns into a sinister red later in life. He n Evelyn could've actually been friends? mabye? Eh I lean more towards acquaintance/friend-ish kinda but you get my point lol.

Ok so hurray they once were friends, mabye. Well now I gotta describe another theory. My own lil personal theory I wrote up that was apart of one stupid long post like a week before s3 ep1 dropped. It is very long ripp but if you wanna read it go nuts. Bit out of date n got some stuff wrong but yeah

Anyways, my Evelyn was royalty in someway theory before giving up her throne!! Imo a queen cuz well...

"Little prince..."

There's more evidence supporting this there are ruins on the knee that imply a grand structure once lived there. And that Belos destroyed these now ruins (he is the kind of petty bitch to do that too). And Bill in Edge of The World calls the Boiling Isles the "Carcass Kingdom" instead of an Empire which is what it technically is.

Also this thing. It shows up ALL the fucking time on Eda's ceiling and it has a crown...

Also also!! This stupid soap drama parody! It's from the Owl Pellets from s1. It's about an upper class woman having to choose between a vain man who only wants her for the power she'd give him and a poor farmer boy that actually loves her. Also that egg's wearing Caleb's outfit dnsksk minus the shirt being white. Anyways, look at her dress compared to S1 Lilith's dress. Shares the same silhouette, a form fitting, floor length, A line dress with poofy, circular, sleeves. And while the hair isn't exactly the same... it's got the same vibe if you know what I mean...

Anyways... Belos has STRONG main character syndrome n, like his journal shows, needs to have a good story. A good fantasy. He's Luz that never got his Witches Before Wizards lesson (or did but it never stuck) And hey, what's a better story n fantasy then hey your brother n the FUCKING QUEEN lol. But, that's not how it played out. This is TOH. It's a fantasy show that breaks the fantasy genre. Evelyn and Caleb were both just, people. And from looking at the owl house tower they were people that just wanted a simple, quiet life together alone in the woods. Something that would both break the fantasy with us the audience and with Philip...

TL;DR basically coven head Lilith is who Evelyn was when she was still queen. Eda is who she became (more likely who she really was all along) when she finally gave up her throne. Which is why he's so lenient/ok with Lilith and fucking hates Eda lol

#the owl house #toh #toh theory #toh speculation #toh lilith #toh eda #toh belos #toh philip #toh caleb #toh evelyn #also what I think this means for the grimwalks #since he treated lilith better than them is well. They’re not caleb #it's why he keeps making them he CAN'T live with out caleb but he KNOWS they're all their own people they're not caleb #and he HATES that #dude just REALLY wants caleb back (which is what I think his ultimate end goal. along with some other stuff but that's not the point #of this post)

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rainewriter3 · 8 months

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[Posting this now cuz I might as well]

This chapter is about 2,000 words or so, so it's a decent read

TW: Blood, death, mentions of throwing up

1: A Sight To Behold

Cesar was sitting in an almost empty train that was making its way into a little space in Wisconsin called Mandela County. He closed his eyes. He had been out of state for about a week and he was looking forward to going home. His mother was waiting back at home and he didn't want to leave her alone for any longer. But something didn't feel right. Something felt wrong, very wrong.

Wouldn't his mom have called him by now, even just to check in on him. What's even more is that she wouldn't even answer his calls. And when he tried reaching out to his good friend, Mark, he wouldn't pick up either.

Cesar glanced out the window, watching as soft, green hills rushed by and large fields emerged behind him. His worry had found a place in his stomach and was tying it up in knots. The only comfort was that maybe he was simply too far for the connection to reach. 'Yeah', Cesar reassured himself, 'that's it'.

Cesar felt his eyes begin to close and he realized he hadn't slept since he got on the train. He slid more comfortably into the seat and let sleep take hold of him.

There was a bump and Cesar felt himself leave the seat. He clung to the back of the seat, before sliding back into his previous position. He blinked back the grogginess and looked down the aisle. Not a person in sight.

Cesar sighed, relieved no one saw what he felt was an embarrassing occurrence. He reached over to the window and pulled it up, his fingers slipping on it momentarily. He sat up, pulling his head out the window. The wind raced into him and smacked him as it passed. His white jacket billowed in the wind like how they do in movies on tv. Cesar squinted his eyes to see what was ahead. He could make out the subtle presence of the town he called his home. And soon he could pick out the train station they were heading for, little specks in distance.

A tap on his shoulder caused him to look over his shoulder. A short lady who, very noticeably by her uniform, worked on the train. "Please keep your windows closed, and keep you head out of it-" Cesar lowered his head from the window. "-thank you" and with that she tottered off into the next section of the train, the clicking of her heels echoing through the hall. The last thing Cesar saw of her was her light blue scarf as she vanished.

Cesar pulled down the window and sat back down in his seat. There was nothing to really do, at least besides read the newspaper sprawled across his table. Or at least he could if he hadn't already read it. He had looked through the news, read an unlucky story of someone who was caught scamming customers at their store, winced past the police report on some recent murders, and read the comic strips a couple times through.

The lady from before emerged from the door she had left in. Cesar lifted his hand to get her attention, “Hey, do you know how close we are to the next stop?”

The lady, who’s ginger hair was puffy and caught his attention, simply slid her hair away from her shoulders and said, “Can’t be too much longer” Then she was gone.

Cesar slumped his shoulders impatiently, perhaps he should use this time to plan on what he’d do next. He’d get off on the next stop and- The train pulled out of halt. Confused, Cesar sat up from his seat. The lights flickered and eventually decided that they didn’t want to work. The train was plunged into darkness, swallowing every inch in a flash. He blinked, making out the faint silhouettes of objects as he made his way across the train.

Eventually he made it to the very front, “Hey, anyone there?” He called out, hoping for a response. But the only sound that came was a faint, staticy screeching sound. Almost like nails on a chalkboard. “H-hello??” He jumped as the lights illuminated the aisles once more and he caught himself holding the eye contact of the conductor. The conductor smiled and shooed Cesar back to his seat. “We just had a bit of a electricity problem, train’s getting old I suppose. Nothing to worry about, just you sit and wait” The conductor checked the watch on his wrist, “Already behind on schedule, well I cannot delay much further. Farewell sir” The man rushed off leaving Cesar even more confused than before.

What had that been about? If the power’s going out due to age, then who knows what could also happen? Why wasn’t he concerned, Cesar knew he himself was plenty concerned? Or more, unnerved. But he tried to pay it no mind and looked out the windows once more.

Cesar stepped out of the train, glad to be back on solid ground. The sun was bright in his face and there was hardly any clouds. Today would be a good day, Cesar hoped. Cesar tightened his grip on his black suitcase, just to make sure he didn’t lose it.

He was glad to see the familiar streets that he had left behind, treading the familiar route to his house. There were people minding their own business going on jogs, he spotted an elderly couple sitting on a bench together, some kids playing basketball on the curb.

The street curved like a snake and as Cesar rounded the corner, he picked up his pace as he caught sight of the snug house he called home. He imagined his mother waiting for him, they would catch up and Cesar would offer to help make dinner. Something nice, just for the two of them. Like they always did. He could imagine the table all set up and they’d sit and talk and eat as if he never left.

He just about leaped onto the porch. But his thoughts were interrupted by the sight of the door hanging open, the inside of the house dark. The lights were off but her car was still here so his mom couldn’t have left. And if she had just gone to take a nap then she surely wouldn’t leave the door open.

Cesar rushed into the house and switched on the light, his hands stumbling in search of it. The blood in his body ran cold at what he saw. There lay his mother, lying in a puddle of blood. Her limbs were strewn across the floor and her face was frozen with a look of shock. She lay on her stomach and there was a large stabmark in her back, the source of the blood that had ceased to pool below her body. Cesar covered his mouth, he felt like throwing up. He wobbled and fell to his knees. It felt like a giant weight was being pressed against him, forcing him onto the floor. Tears swelled in his eyes, blurring his vision. He didn’t want to look at her, but he couldn’t pull his eyes away. He let out a sob as tears rolled down his cheeks. He became aware of something soaking into his jeans and he looked down to see the knees of his pants stained dark red.

Cesar sat like that for what felt like eternity, sobbing pathetically and shaking. Cesar looked around the hall, his eyes landing on the rotary phone sitting on a small table. He stumbled over to it, grabbing the phone and setting it to his ear sloppily. He stared at the numbers through his tears and slowly typed in Mark’s number, he needed someone to comfort him. Someone, anyone to be there for him. He didn’t think he could do be alone any longer. But no one answered. Cesar set down the phone, sliding down against the table. He covered his face in is hands, his knees pressed to his chest. The only things he could muster up were his muffled cries. His chest hurt. He felt like he was going to throw up. He jittered as he lifted his head up at last.

Time had gone by, Cesar could see that the sun was starting to set through the open door, but he knew he hadn’t been there too long. He pulled himself off the ground, using the table he was leaning on. He stepped outside, fresh air battered him from all sides but it didn’t feel like it was fresh. In fact it only felt more suffocating. Cesar looked down at himself. His jeans were stained red in spots, mainly his knees. He was shaking and he felt unstable. Like he had forgotten how to walk. His eyes were red from crying and tears still hung from his face. The image lingered in his mind as he wandered down the street.

He needed to……Cesar stopped, what did he need to do? Cesar couldn’t think of it, what could he even do? He was weak, and nothing could bring his mom back. Nothing was worth anything, nothing would help him.

And it was then, that the only thing he could think of was how nothing he’d do mattered. His mom was dead, and it was all his fault. He should’ve never left her, he should’ve at least came back early. Maybe then his mother would still be alive. If he had been there to save her…

He stopped, clenching his fists. He was out of tears but that didn’t stop the pain in his chest, or the nausea, or the sinking guilt that was filling him head to toe. The fact of the matter was that he’d never see his mom smile again, or laugh, or joke. He never even got to see her greet him at the door. Now the only thing that greeted him was the click of a gun as it was pointed at him.

#the mandela catalogue #tmc #tmc au #mandela catalouge au #after effect au

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my-white-canvas · 2 years

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Just Vampire!Tsaritsa

While you were skipping over the snow surrounding the forest you find a woman sitting alone on a log staring endlessly at the falling snow, you approached her nervously and asked "uhhm, excuse me what are you doing here in the middle of the woods?" She tilted her head towards you revealing a vail covering her face "I'm sorry to have bothered you" she stood up to leave but you tried to tell her that she wasn't bothering you, only concerned why she was out on the cold.

You invited her inside your cabin to rest as long as she needed. It was night time so you started preparing for dinner, you ask your guest what she wanted but she declined "there's no need, I'm not hungry at the moment" which worried you since she hadn't eaten anything since she arrived so you just made her something to drink "thank you but I really don't need this" her response bummed you out and it shows

The woman sighed from guilt looking at you having sad puppy eyes and accepted your drink, your face lit up in joy to her enjoying your drink then you catch a small glimpse of her face but you didn't want to pry any deeper than that "Wait a sec I'll get your room ready" You arranged her a room to rest and you went to your room for some sleep.

She ran outside to a nearby tree and vomited every last drop she drank from your sweet beverage specially made for her but yet she couldn't enjoy it, her heart beating faster than how she used to, she hadn't felt like this in centuries could this be love she thought but when looking at the vomit on the snow her hands clawed through the bark seeping it's way to it's sap until a small white fox cought her attention becoming her next prey.

You woke up the next day being greeted by her with a cup of water in hand "Hmm? What are doing?" you asked in curiousity of her holding water in her hand as she gestured it to you "thank you" you said as you sat up from the bed, you went to prepare breakfast and asked the woman what she wanted but once again she declined and it worried you is it because she thinks my food sucks or I'm just a bad cook you thought, the knife in you hand started shaking while cutting from that thought.

The woman stepped into the kitchen were you were and saw you at the verge of tears then went to comfort you "is it because you don't like my food" you said in a cracking voice "huh?" "You're not eating because my food sucks right?" you said with tears falling down your face "no no no, it's not your food why I'm not eating" after some time she finally convinced you that your food didn't suck.

Later that day you were chatting with the woman and asked "hey can I ask for your name?" "Why don't you call me... Tsarina" she said in a chipper tone "That's a really cool name, well mine's y/n" you giggled, you bother exchange words for the rest of the day untill night came.

Sleep paralysis hit you that night, you tried to sleep it off praying to the Tsaritsa no monster would come grab your soul but she didn't seem to hear your praying as a dark silhouette opened your door slowly approaching you.

"maybe just one small taste" she thought staring at the figure on bed, those thought took over and buried her teeth to their neck sucking the red blood that is released from your skin. Sweet, pure, untainted, and everything she thought of you was being tasted from your delicately sweetened ichor but she pulled away, it was too addicting so she shouldn't take another sip.

You felt everything and saw her veil as the black muck covering it dissipated as she whispered to your ear "your prayers are heard and I'm right here"

Tagging the Tsaritsa simps I know cuz I need some critique

@lovesickeros @spare-some-bones @chocoenvy

#white write #genshin #genshin au #genshin fanfic #genshin x reader #the tsaritsa #tsaritsa x reader

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stellarrmoon · 4 years

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Before I die, I'm tryna fuck you, baby

Pairing: Bokuto Koutaro × fem!reader

Genre: Smut

Honorary Mention: name??? kink

Status: unedited

You were at a volleyball tournament that your cousin was playing at. You had to support him since you hadn't seen him in a year or so and his team was playing against the nationally known Fukurodani volleyball team. The actual game hadn't started yet but you were there early because you wanted to cheer him up before he had to go play.

"You're gonna do amazing, cuz. I believe in you!"

Your aunt's eldest son looked down at you with a smile, embracing you in a hug of gratitude. "Thanks, y/n. I hope we win but if we lose then we'll lose with dignity. The country's 4th top ace is in their team after all."

"Wait really? That's insane. I wonder what he looks like."

You didn't know that that curiosity of yours would be solved in the next 5 minutes. When it was time to go to the stands, you bumped into a quite beefy (in your words) person's chest and judging by the number 4 on the front of his shirt, you guessed that he was on one of the teams in the tournament.

"Hey, hey, hey, be careful, pretty lady." He had a pretty playful voice and you looked up to see a smirk on his handsome face.

"Oh. Excuse me, sir." You bowed your head and walked on when he stepped aside for you. But you couldn't help but look behind you as you continued your journey and the grey and black back of his head stayed in your mind the whole walk to the stands.

Once you got there, you saw that the teams were already on the court, in their huddles, getting themselves fired up for the match. People were cheering all around you for their respective teams and you called out your cousin's name in support. He looked up and found you instantly, putting a thumbs up in the air.

The Fukurodani team did a small warcry before dispersing to their positions and when you saw who their wing spiker was, your jaw dropped. The smirk that was on his face was a bit different that the one you saw earlier and as soon as the whistle blew, you figured out why.

The match was intense and while you were meant to be looking at your cousin, your eyes were stuck on the wing spiker, who you realised was the 4th ranked ace your cousin was talking about. He flew and slammed each and every ball that was set to him and after each spike, he let out a cry of victory. You thought it was quite attractive, seeing how fired up he got but at the end of the match, your heart broke a little for your cousin seeing how they were beaten 2 sets to 1.

"I'm so sorry, cuz, you'll get them next time."

You spent the next 20 minutes cheering him up and catching up with him before his team had to leave for their next match. Before you knew it, the tournament was over and you bid your cousin adieu as their team bus left for their home school.

"Was that your boyfriend, pretty lady?"

You gasped when a sudden presence appeared beside you. It was the beefy dude. Aka the wing spiker, ace and captain of Fukurodani. "Wow, when did you get here?"

"I've been watching since the other team entered the bus. Wanna answer my question?"

You shifted your position to face him and damn, you could've swooned right there. His nose bridge was perfectly straight and the only curve was the upturn between his nostrils. His lips were a luscious baby pink and his eyes a golden brown. Coupled with his confident aura, this man was hot.

"Enjoying the view? I don't blame you."

You smiled in amusement, "If you must know, that wasn't my boyfriend, that was my cousin."

"Oh, well that's good news for me."

"And may I ask why?"

He looked you up and down before biting his lip and saying, "That means you're free to take."

You couldn't help but get embarrassed at his statement and suddenly, you wondered why you hadn't called a taxi yet. "You're very... confident with your words sir."

"It's my specialty." He smirked again but this time, it was a bit lazy, which made him seem more attractive to you. "Are you waiting for someone?"

You got out your phone and started to call a local cab agency, "No, I've got to order a cab."

Unexpectedly, he gently took the phone from your hands and ended the call just as the number had answered. "Don't worry about it, sweetheart. I've got a car."

Even though you had just met this guy, you decided to accept his offer. He told you that his name was Bokuto Koutarou, which had a nice ring to it once you got used to the pronunciation. You told him your address and before you knew it, you were back home. "Hey, I didn't even give you directions."

"Well, sweetheart, that's because I live right next door to you." He said it so casually as if it was a mystery why you hadn't met each other till then.

"What?! Since when?"

"We moved in last month but since I'm always having practice, I usually come back home later than everyone else in the neighbourhood. Anyways, it was nice meeting you, pretty lady. I'll be sure to see you again."

You exited his car and walked to your porch chuckling at the odds. You had a feeling there was more to happen than you thought.

Weeks went by and it turned out that your room was directly across Bokuto's, which meant that you could wave to each other through your windows every morning when you got ready. He'd be wearing his uniform to go to his school and so would you when you saw each other before leaving.

He didn't take his car though, which meant that you couldn't get any more car rides from him. But it was probably for the best since you couldn't stop having dirty thoughts about him. It's how your day would start, seeing as you imagined having his school tie wrapped around your neck while he pulled you towards his face so you could-

See?

Sometimes you would have conversations through your windows but they were often short seeing as you were both in your final year and had to study for the last exams and for some reason, everytime he cut your chats short to go back to the books, it made your heart pound.

But it wasn't to say that it wasn't the same for him. Seeing you in that short, plaid skirt did something to him and he didn't particularly enjoy having a boner while going to Fukurodani High.

One day, he came back home early since there wasn't any practice and saw you changing through your window. Well, not exactly, but he could see your silhouette through your thin curtains and my, my, did he not almost drool.

You took off your shirt first and threw it on your chair, then your skirt came off next. The curve of your spine blended perfectly with the rounded shape of your butt and he subconsciously bit his lip while his eyes stayed glued to your form. He guessed that you were now only in your underwear and the thigh high socks you had to wear and his pants immediately felt tighter at the image. "Fuck."

Before you continued to take anything else off, he turned away and went to go have a cold shower. Deep down, he was nervous wreck. The confidence was natural to him but when it came to you... it seemed that it was wearing thin.

Only a few days went by and Bokuto caught you every time after school when you were changing. He felt like a pervert for using the short scene to masturbate every single night.

That saturday, your mother asked you to go take over some muffins to the house next door, because she had met the parents of the home earlier that week. You were fine with it until you realised that it was the Bokuto Residence and you would see... him.

Softly, you knocked on the door and unbeknownst to you, a shirtless Bokuto Koutarou answered the door. Both your eyes widened, his with shock and yours with embarrassment. He was sweating and you watched as a few drops travelled down his hard chest, six-pack abs and into his shorts via his very prominent v-line. "Woah..."

"Hey, hey, hey. Nice to see you in front of me again, pretty lady."

He propped his elbow on the side of the door so you could see his laterals and biceps become more prominent and you felt yourself swallow. "Uh- my, uh- mom. Cupcakes. Bring over. I–"

He took the container from you and opened it, while raising an eyebrow. Inside were red velvet cupcakes, with white, cream icing on top and they looled good so he took one. One bite in, he closed his eyes and moaned, "Mmm, sweetheart, that's delicious."

When he opened his eyes, they were lazier as he licked the icing on his lip off. "T-thanks. I'll tell her that..."

You left immediately after that and as soon as you entered your room, jumped onto your bed and screamed into the pillow. Even Bokuto heard it from his kitchen while finished his 3rd cupcake and he furrowed his eyebrows.

You couldn't believe you saw him like that. He looked so... hot. His black and white hair was drenched in sweat and instead of classically being styled up, it fell over his forehead. Not to mention his amazing body and the... the veins that disappeared into his shorts.

"What the hell? What just happened?"

You stared at the ceiling for longer than you thougt and before you knew it, it was nighttime. Looking over to Bokuto's window, you saw that it wasn't covered by curtains. His bedroom door opened and he plopped onto his bed without noticing you. You were about to greet when he flopped onto his back and suddenly, his dick sprung up in the air.

What. The. Fuck?

You were frozen in astonishment and it was worse when you saw his hand start to slowly move up and down his shaft. He was moaning softly from the little you could hear through the open window and before you knew it, he was thrusting into his hand. He seemed so desperate trying to catch his high that you clenched your thighs as you felt yourself get wet.

"Mm, fuck, Y/N!"

And he exploded. You saw his cum shoot up into the air before it landed somewhere, you didn't know the exact place but, as soon as it happened, you closed your curtains and went to your shower.

Bokuto heard the noise but when he looked back, nothing was out of the ordinary. Except... his window. Wide open. "Shit."

When you were done with your (cold) shower, you saw a text from Bokuto that read:

Bokuto Koutarou: Hey, did you hear anything weird today?

You: what do you mean?

Bokuto Koutarou: like... from my house.

You contemplated your answer before responding.

You: nope.

He left the message on read and let out a huge sigh of relief. Thank God you didn't hear him or else he would've buried himself alive.

Both of you went to sleep feeling weird that night; none of you knew of the rest to come.

On Sunday, you were home alone and suddenly remembered that your mom asked you to fetch your container from the Bokutos before she left on a business trip. "Oh shit!"

You went over immediately, without thinking of what you were wearing and knocked. Luckily, Mrs Bokuto answered the door but she looked as if she was leaving. "Hi Mrs Bokuto. May I please fetch my mom's container?"

"Oh, of course, darling. Me and my husband are going away on holiday for the week and we have to leave for the airport now so help yourself, please? It's on the counter. The kitchen is to the right."

With that, she exited her house and her husband followed with two suitcases on either of his hands. He smiled in acknowledgement and without any more time to waste, their white Lexus sped off.

Like she said, you helped yourself in and went to the said kitchen. You were glad it was easy to spot the container because it really was on the counter. But what you didn't particularly enjoy was freezing when you heard a familiar voice speaking to you.

"Hey, hey, hey, pretty lady. Any reason why you're in my house?"

You turned and saw Bokuto Koutarou leaning against the wall with his arms crossed. Thankfully he was dressed today. "Bokuto. Hi. I'm here to fetch my mom's container."

"Oh. And here I thought you were here to visit me."

You smiled sheepishly and started moving forward, container in hand. As you were about to exit the room, he moved in front of you, arms still crossed.

"Um..." you stepped to the side but he followed you. "Can I get passed?"

"No."

"Wh-"

"You can't get passed. I'm tired of playing your games, pretty lady."

"Bokuto-"

"Koutarou. Call me by my name."

For some reason, his hostile behaviour was making you... horny? The way he crossed his arms so his jacket stuck to his muscles like a second skin; the way his jaw was locked as he looked down on you with his golden eyes. The way he towered over you with his legs apart, his stance mimicking that of a predator about to catch its prey.

"Go on. Say it."

You hesitated and stammered. Instead of you usual strong voice, his name came out as a defeated whisper, "Koutarou..."

He took the container in your hands and threw it into the counter so that it banged against the wall between the cupboards and the former. You flinched at the loud sound, but impressed with how good his aim was. He took steps forward which made you step back in turn. This continued until your back hit the island in the middle of the kitchen and you had nowhere else to go. "You know what I'm talking about right?"

It sounded more like a statement than a question. "No..." You had a feeling that:

"I know, y/n. I know you saw."

"Saw what?" You didn't know why you were still acting clueless because it didn't seem to be working. But what made you finally succumb to his interrogation was when he forced his knee between your thighs and pressed his body against yours.

It was hot. Or was it you? Maybe him? You couldn't think straight with his cologne engulfing you. "Mmm... just like you to get sll flustered. You know how cute you look when that happens? Now I'm going to give you one more chance to admit to your actions."

"I... I did see." You sighed.

"Mhm. Tell me what you saw, pretty lady."

You closed your eyes and went limp, "I saw you cum. When you said my name."

He grabbed your thighs and lifted you so you could sit on the counter of the island, situating himself between your legs. "And did you enjoy that, princess?"

"I don't know."

He squeezed your waist.

"I think you're lying." He moved his head so that his lips were by your ear. "You know what I hate? It's how you don't know how sexy you are to me. Look at you." He was speaking so lowly and slowly that you were hooked on his every word– it was making your pussy quiver. "You think you can come into my house wearing that thin fucking sundress?"

Suddenly, his other hand moved under your dress, caressing your thigh and stopped at the apex where he rubbed his thumb back and forth on the soft skin.

"You don't even have any panties on." You could feel his smirk against your ear. "It's like you knew you were going to see me."

He pulled back and you could breathe again. He walked away, his large back moving further and further away from you as he stopped his antics. "Bokut- Koutarou, wait!"

He stopped and craned his head. He had such a beautiful side profile.

"I did see. And... I liked it. I liked it a lot. In fact, I've fantasized about you so many times since we met and I can't take it anymore."

"So what am I supposed to do about that, sweetheart?"

"Bokuto Koutarou... please fuck me."

It sounded like a plea for help and honestly, it was all he needed to unleash himself. The next few moments were a blur for you because you went from being on the island to being in Koutarou's bed, watching him strip down to nothing without shame.

"Koutarou." You breathed when you saw his dick – it looked even bigger than before. Was that going to fit inside you?

"I'll make it fit, princess." He grinned and beckoned you over to him at the edge of the bed.

You crawled on all fours, feeling your dress ride up over your ass and it was met with cold air. So now you were face to cock with Bokuto Koutarou and it looked like you were about to know the true meaning of choking.

"You're staring at it like you want it in your mouth." He caressed your cheek and let his thumb run along your bottom lip, pulling it down before releasing it. His strong hand grabbed a hold of his hard shaft and you felt a sudden slap against your face. "Is that what you want, princess?"

He slapped you with his dick. Due to the size of it, it was a bit painful but instead of feeling offended, you felt your wetness drip down your thighs. It was still in his hand, but this time, when he moved it, he placed the tip against your lips.

"Hm? You want this cock down your throat?"

You were looking up at him with your pretty brown eyes that looked like they were tearing up and it turned him on to no end.

He leaned over and to your surprise, swiped his hand across your slit from behind, collecting a sticky puddle of your wetness in his hand and placing it on his dick. Your eyes widened as he coated his shaft with it while your lips were still on his tip. "I'm gonna need you to be a good girl for me and take my cock well, okay?"

You nodded without hesitation and finally, you opened your mouth. In went his dick and you gagged immediately at the shear size as it touched the back of your throat. It was already slippery due to the coat of your juices but one thing was prominent.

"Can you taste yourself on my cock, baby? Hm? Do you like it? The way you're slobbered all over my dick?"

You couldn't do anything except blow him. Your cheeks hollowed out as you took him in and out, and in and out. Eventually he had his head thrown back and he was moaning out every other word like "baby", "fuck", and "you're killing me, princess".

It was another 5 minutes before he had enough and he pushed you onto your back, spread your legs as wide as they could and dived into your cunt. "Fuck, Bokuto!"

He slapped your thigh hardly which led you to yelp, making you wonder what you did to deserve it. "I told you to call me by my name."

You understood him perfectly. But the way his tongue moved against your clit didn't warrant any say of his name, or any word, even. All you sounded like was "Mmm" and "yes" and "please"; it was music to his ears. He coupled his tongue movements with two fingers inside you. You were tight around them so that he could barely separate them but the way he curled them towards himself hit a spot you didn't know you had. "Ohhhh my God, Koutarou."

"That's right, say my name, princess." He growled against your clit. He started getting more aggressive as time went on and eventually, he started hitting you on your abdomen, your thighs, and even your clit. Your nipples were straining against your dress as you arched your back, feeling a particular knot get tighter and tighter.

"Koutarou, I'm going to-"

"Do it, baby. Cum on my face."

He sucked and fucked until you did as he said, hips locking as lapped his tongue along your slit while you rode out your orgasm. Your legs were trembling by the end of it but he didn't feel like giving you a break.

"I'm going to fuck you so good, princess." He said as he climbed over you, kissing you deeply and letting you taste yourself on his lips. His tongue entered excitedly and he moaned into your mouth. Your dress was long gone now seeing as he ripped it straight down the middle.

Your chests were pressed together so your boobs were against his pecs and it felt so good to you that you let out a small mewl. While he planted kisses and bites down your neck, you caught your breath and looked up to the ceiling to see... a mirror. There was a mirror on the ceiling and that meant you could see everything that was happening.

Your worn out face. Koutarou's back muscles rippling as he paid attention to your chest and neck; his ass that you could imagine gripping onto as he thrusted hard into you.

He stopped what he was doing and looked into your eyes, "Are you ready?"

"For what?- Ohhhhh." You looked at your own face through the mirror above as he slowly pushed himself in. The stretch of your cunt felt so good that it hurt and you couldn't help but cry. "Fuck, Koutarou."

"Say it again." He started thrusting, "Say my name again."

"Koutarouuuu." You droned out.

His hips moved relentlessly. It seemed that he was waiting for this for a long time and now you understood why. It felt so good. "I fit so perfectly inside you, princess."

As his dick slipped in again, he hit the spot from earlier except, it felt so much more intense. "Yes, Koutarou, do it again."

And so he did. He was moaning along with you, whispering dirty words into your ear and the deeper he went inside you, the closer you were to cumming. You pushed his shoulders up so that you could see his face and as soon as you made eye contact, he smiled. It was so devilish and hedonistic and it fit him perfectly.

He bit his lip as he looked down to see yourselves colliding. In, out. In, out. That's what his dick was doing. In and out of your squelching pussy and so easily, that he could've sworn that your hole was made for him. "Koutarou, I'm going to cum again."

"That's a good girl. Do it for me, princess. Cum on my cock."

He went back to thrusting deeply and languidly and as you watched his big form move above you, you went over the edge creamed with him inside you. "Oh yes, oh yes, Koutarou, I love it."

"You love it?" He asked as he pumped through your climax.

"Yes, baby, I do. Give it to me, more, please, Koutarou."

He groaned, "I love it when you say my name. Can I cum inside, princess?"

"You ca- do whatever you want, Ko- koutarou." You belted out as more orgasms overtook you.

"Say it again."

"KOUTAROU, MY GOD!!!"

That was what it took for him to cum inside you. He stayed in there for a while, sweat dripping from his chin onto your face. Your bodies were sticky and sweaty from his sex and it both of you were worn out.

"Koutarou..." you started but were interrupted by him pulling out and roughly turning you onto your stomach.

He pulled your hips up so you were face down, ass up and licked his lips when he saw your combined cum squeezing out of your cunt. "Round Two, pretty lady."

I guess, you were the only one worn out?

#bokuto #bokuto koutarou #bokuto x reader #haikyuusmut #haikyuu #haikyuu smut #haikyuu!!#haikyuu x reader #fukurodani #high school #mutial pining #kuroo #kenma

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revchainsaw · 3 years

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The Crow (1994)

Alright Cult of Cult. Do I really need to introduce this one? Let's get all 90s and gothy and maybe brace ourselves for a bit of cringe, but like in a fun way. It's the Holy Grail of Hot Topic, 1994's the Crow Starring Brandon Lee.

Sermon

Apparently before the auto industry totally crashed Detroit was already a total fucked to death pile of burning shit, or at least that's what the crow would have you believe. Sorry Bruce Campbell, and other people from Detroit, but mostly Bruce Campbell. According to the Crow the city of Detroit is the kind of place where gangs of warlock anarchist arsonists will bomb buildings, and murder and rape whoever they feel like and then walk around bragging about it the next day with absolutely zero consequences. Funny then that if Detroit was so bad they had to go to film this movie in Wilmington North Carolina which is definitely a fucked to death pile of burning shit. I can say that, I'm from there and I got the fuck out. My brother is going to kill me if he ever reads this. (It's okay, these are all jokes people). Did you know they also filmed the Super Mario Bros movie there ... also cuz they needed a really shitty looking distopia. Moving on ...

The ludicrous criminality of the Crow's Detroit is particularly on display on Halloween. In Detroit (apparently) Halloween is known as Devils Night and it's legitimately just a night of pure lawlessness and chaos and kids aren't even safe to get candy, except later when we do see trick or treaters. Eric Draven, hunky goth rocker who sort of looks like he could be Bruce Lee's Kid and his fiance are murdered by a gang of vicious criminals. One year hence, Eric is resurrected by a mystical crow (that is actually a Raven), to exact his revenge on the gang that murdered him.

He paints his face like sad Alice Cooper and refuses to listen to Joy Division, just covers. He murders Tin Tin (a knife guy) just for his long gothy duster, he murders Fun Boy and forcibly ejects heroine from her arms and tells her "Go be a good mom now" which actually works. (have I told you about our Lord and Savior Sting? He gave me the strength to get off drugs), he blows T Bird up dick first, and then comes for Skab? Scraap? Scooby? in a meeting of all of Detroits villains and just about kills them all.

He is supported by the most 90s little girl to have ever graced the screen, and I am here for it, and Officer Albrecht, who's played by Ernie Hudson but I like to call him Zeddemore: The Most Underrated Ghostbuster. The leader of the bad guys, who I cannot beleive wasn't played by Brad Dourif or Tom Waits, is pretty interested in the occult. He keeps his witchy girlfriend around and she makes him fun dishes like smoked eyeballs, and her main use is that she knows that the Crow is the Crows weakness. They set Tony Fucking Todd on the bird, and I guess you just have to hurt the bird and not kill it, and Eric loses his healing factor and other macabre undead powers.

The Crow, Jimmy the Raven, pecks out Dr. Girlfriends eyeballs, I honestly forget how Tony Todd gets offed, and Top Dollar gets Gargoyled (that is impaled on a gargoyle). Funnily enough that is more Gargoyle related impaling on screen then in the actual movie Gargoyle: Wings of Darkness where a Gargoyle is supposed to have impaled a guy.

The Benediction

Best Feature: Injustice League

In the Crow we have not only a set of super memorable villains but they are played by the bad guy all stars. John Polito as the most lowly of the bad guys as a kind of sleazy pawn shop owner who buys ill gotten gains. Tony Todd, who's size is really on display here, the freaking Candy Man is in this movie. T Bird is the head of Top Dollars goons and is played by David Patrick Kelly, you might know as the "Warriors Come Out and Play!!" bottle guy from the Warriors, or as Jimmy Horne from Twin Peaks, and of course Top Dollar himself is played by Michael Wincott. Wincott is not a particularly celebrated actor but has played villains effectively in Robin Hood, the Three Musketeers, and Dead Man.

Best Set Piece: Detroit Style Hot Dogs

The Set design of the Crow is perhaps one of it's most fantastic features. It's very moody and ethereal. It's just real enough to not take you out of the film, but fantastic enough to set mood and theme above realism. From Eric Draven's apartment, to the church where the final battle occurs they are all fantastic. I think that's why I really wanted to shine the spot light on a very minor set piece that would get nary a mention but just as effectively represents the qualities I was just talking about and that is the Maxi Doggs Hot Dog Stand, where a lot of the films exposition for audience surrogates takes place.

Worst Effect: Freeze Frame

At a few points in the movie the film makers made a strange decision to do these freeze frame transitions. I only noticed it twice in the movie where it was particularly stupid. I'm sure the film makers at the time thought it was a moody and atmospheric choice that highlighted the suffering that Eric Draven was going through, but it didn't age well. If you don't have the sensibilities of a goth girl from 1994 then it's very very hard not to laugh at just how self involved the movie is about it's super sadness.

Worst Feature: Tragic Accident

Solely based on the film itself, it is that very gothic and dated sensibility that hurts the Crow. The little sarcastic dance he does when he flees the police, quoting Edgar Allen Poe, and bowing to Albrecht. These affected behaviors that I'm sure seemed snarky and right on to the target audience only serve to make Eric Draven seem like an unbearable neck beard edgelord and not the troubled dark soul he's supposed to be. I'm sure at the time it seemed unique and gothy but that shit went out of style for good reason, people could see through it. It's a shame that the Crow himself was some of the cringiest parts of this movie now that I'm seeing it as an adult and not a 13 year old middle class boy with no real problems.

This however is not the low point of the movie. It's not news now and if you're reading some dudes review of The Crow on Tumblr then you probably already know the story. The worst thing about The Crow is that Brandon Lee was horrifically killed on set while filming this movie due to some negligible prop malfunctions. A series of unfortunate events that lead to the actor spending 6 hours in surgery fighting for his life before eventually passing. It was not a quick or painless death and it's really impossible to watch the movie without an appreciation for the fact that this kind of fun dark adventure was going to be a vehicle for Brandon Lee's career wound up taking his life. He was 28. I really wish I could have just bitched about the goofy goth stuff and moved on, but that's not the world we live in.

Best Effect: The Gargoyling

Maybe I should have called this best kill. But I'm not sure which it is. The slaying of Top Dollar at the Climax of the film was just super effective. The pointed wings impaling his chest and that horn coming out of his mouth, it was morbid and excellent and just fit the tone of the movie perfectly. I mean how many other movies can you say Cause of Death: Impaled on a Gargoyle.

Best Bird: The Raven

I tried very hard to look up the name of the bird that primarily performed in this movie and could not find anything. There was a Raven once upon a time called Jimmy the Raven, but that was in the 50s and I don't think birds live that long. There was a team of Ravens performing as the crow, they were chosen over crows for their larger size, and more imposing silhouettes. I just think it's so wonderful to see these often maligned birds get a chance to show off their talents. Corvids of all kinds are incredibly intelligent creatures. Im a sucker for animals, if you haven't already figured that out. I really liked seeing the ravens hit their marks, particularly the one whos job it was to drop the wedding ring into Sarah's hand at the end of the film. You can see that greedy little bastard do his trick and then look of camera at his trainer like "treat please!". It's very cute.

Best Actor: Top Dollar Performance

I'd love to take this opportunity to just put praise upon Brandon Lee, he truly gave everything for this role, but unfortunately with what was put to film we actually have very few character moments with Eric Draven. Stuff happens to him, and he does killings and fights. There's definitely some personality, but I felt like I walked away knowing almost nothing about who Eric Draven was. He was clearly a good dude but that and a few hobbies and a relationship and you don't really have a character yet. He's unfortunately not given a lot of acting to do, instead just relegated to stunts and action sequences. That were notably cool.

The bad guys in the Crow have a lot more character and among this who's who of character actors, Michael Wincott takes the cake. Hell he was standing next to Candyman himself, Tony Todd and still stealing the scenes.

Best Character: A Few Good Apples

Is the best character in The Crow really going to be the cop? The commissioner Gordon stand in? yeah, it is. Not to be political, but I don't like cops, but I guess in a world with magical birds and eyeball smoking I can suspend my disbelief and let Ernie Hudson be #1 cop dad. His character is really the heart of the film, since all Eric can do is brood and fight, we have to care about someone in this movie.

Best Sequence: Halloween Party

The best sequence of the movie is of course the scene where Eric Draven busts in on the Devil's Night party planning commission. I think Top Dollar brought Scrappy Doo there just so he could lure out the crow, knowing the baddest assholes in all of Detroit would be gathered it was likely that somebody was going to kill the beast, or if they couldn't at least Top Dollar could get a feel for his enemy. It's a bullet flying action sequence with a ton of weight. I can't put my finger on this all to common weightless third act problem that big budget super hero and action flicks have nowadays, but whatever that issue is, the Crow does not have that issue. From this point on the Climax feels earned and I am invested. For that reason, The Crow is honestly better in spite of its awkwardness, than many of the super hero movies out today.

Worst Sequence: My Guitar Gently Weeps

Speaking of brooding or fighting. The best sequence was fighting, the worst is brooding. I get that Eric was in a band or something, but didn't he have shit to do. It seemed like it was a cool idea for a shot, but for like a whole seen, watching somebody play an 80s guitar solo, that stood out so brazenly from the choices of music in the rest of the movie was extra corny. It felt like someone's( dad trying to relate to their kid. Oh you like Music. The Dresden Dolls eh? Oh man, then you're going to love Slash's Snake Pit!

Summary

The Crow is dated. It is iconic but I wonder how many of the people that hang that poster on the wall have watched that movie since they were kids. It's interesting how what i've liked and disliked about this film have changed so much sense I was a kid. It's a cheeseball fiesta. If you have matured at all beyond thinking that being sad is the same as being deep then you're going to like it a little less than you did when you were younger, but it is still solid. There's not much to hate on. I'd watch it over and over again. I was really afraid it would not hold up at all, but returning to The Crow was a completely positive experience.

Overall Grade: B

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Tobi x Kay x L -Grey Violet

A/N: Kay is by @tinyslasher i made this cuz she simps for both of them

Song Inspiration: Dark Horse by Katy Perry

This plays on the stripping scene with Tobi

Warning: Smut, Threesome, Strip Clubs, Alcohol, Double Penetration, Spit Roasting, Choking

Word Count: 1.6K

"I've never been to a club, are you sure I'm gonna enjoy it?" Kay looked at Gantz and pointed at the door behind the bouncer.

Gantz nodded "well it'll be a waste of an invitation if we didn't come" she looked at them with suspicion "i guess so..." Kay holds them close as they talked to the bouncer. "Graffiti and Baby Blue?" the bouncer asked "yea, we even got VIP tickets to see him" the bouncer moved away and opened the door.

They walked in and the tone had change significantly from the quiet allyway to the loud strip club. The club was dark with purple ambient lighting and LEDs being the only light source, one of the walls were filled with ornate graffiti painted in glow in the dark paint that Gantz has been commissioned to make.

A girl in revealing clothes walked up to them holding a clip board "oh i recognize you! Cmon I'll show you your seats"

They followed her too a large sofa with a table in the middle there sat a familiar figure of a lanky man with a television on his head, L. He was wearing what he normally wears, a dress shirt, a tie, dress pants, loafers, and gloves. He looked like an average office worker if not for the helmet.

"Gantz? He invited you here too?" he tilted his head, Gantz nodded and sat on the couch, putting their feet on the table. "Kay, why don't you sit with us?" he patted the space between him and them, Kay walked up to him and did as he told.

Fog started to come from the stage as the music changed, "and next up...Prince Jester!" the DJ cheered on. Loud footsteps came from the fog as the performers silhouette came into view.

Tobi came out of the fog and grabbed the pole "are you ready?!" the crowd cheered on with him.

Tobi lip synched to the song and walked around the pole slightly nodding to the beat, he climbed up the pole with confidence and spun around and ending with him letting himself dangle with his feet and looking back at the crowd, his arms flowed perfectly while he picked up some money given by the guests.

He went on his knees in the middle of the stage walk way, he dramatically falls backwards with his hands on his forehead and chest.

One of the girls he worked with handed him a shot and he drank it instantly "thank you dear" he nodded to her. He stood up and placed his hand on his chest and cheek, tracing it down to his stomach then crotch as he went on his knees once again now he layed the top half of his body on the stage floor while keeping his ass up like a cat. He crawled to the edge, grabbing dollar bills and putting it between the band of his pants and underwear.

The song ended as he stood up, he looks at the crowd with a smile and continues waving as he walks back behind the stage "thank you for tonight darling!"

Kay watched the show and now is a blushing and flustered mess, while Gantz continues drinking like usual and L looking unimpressed.

Tobi walked up to the table, placing his hands on top of the surface and looks at them "so how's it goin'? All good?"

"yeah good enough, love the bartender, this shit's amazing" Gantz picked up a cup and gave it to him. Tobi smiled "thank you!"

He looks at L and scoffed "I'm surprised you even came, you boring fuck" L rolled his eyes and took a shot.

Tobi sighed and sat oh his lap and started playing with his tie "so you what do you want to do?" L tilted his head and looks at him with a smug, "i was thinking of having some private time with the boss of this place" he grabs one of his tails and rubbed the bottom part it.

Tobi groaned, annoyed "ugh fine..." L looked at Kay and raised an eyebrow "do you want to join? It's your first time coming here anyway and i don't think Tobi minds at all" Tobi nodded and smilled "yup i don't mind, Gantz do you wanna join along or?"

"with my coworkers? No"

Tobi shrugged "if you say so then" Kay looked at both of them flustered "i uh...Sure!" she covered her face and leaned herself closer to Gantz.

Tobi stood up and grabbed both of their hands, leading them into one of the private rooms.

He opened the door and walked in, Kay looked around the room amazed, there was a bed, a couch, some alcohol, and even some toys, all in the cloak of darkness with the only light source was the purple lights imbedded under the bed and behind the walls, it looked expensive and the fact that she got this for free was a blessing.

L took off his helmet and grabbed her from behind and placed her on his lap as he gets comfortable on the couch. Her legs were spread open for them "do you want us to start slowly or get to the point?"

"please start slowly, I've never really done something like this" both nodded and agree and looked at Kay.

L slowly undressed her, pulling her top above her head along with her bra off. Tobi placed himself between their legs and pulled her pants off.

Tobi used his thumb to spread the lips of her clothed sex and licked it. Kay whimpered and shivered while L groped and palmed her breasts, pinching her nipples ever so slowly.

She closed her mouth with her hand while the other was on the back of Tobi's head.

L moved his hand down and pushed her panties to the side, letting Tobi to suck her clit even more. "Tobi please calm down" she grabbed his hair but he didn't stop and he continued, making sure to lick her velvet walls and drink up all of her, not wasting a single drop.

"wait no! I'm gonna-" she came, arching her back and leaning her back against L. Tobi rosed up and wipes his face and licked his lips "thanks for the drink princess"

Kay bit her lip and moaned, her breath heavy. L picked her up and laid her down on the bed. Tobi sat between her legs and pulled down his pants, letting length to spring out. He slowly jacked it off and rubbed it against her pussy.

L grabbed her jaw and unbuckled his pants, tapping his cock on her mouth before both of them thrusts into her at the same time.

She moaned around L's cock as Tobi pistons into her "hey you should help out L there, you can't just lay here and let me fuck you" L tilted and shook his head. He thrusts into her mouth, the tip of his cock hitting the back of her throat.

Kay wrapped her legs around Tobi and grabbed L's thighs, trying to balance herself, she gagged and whimpered but it came out muffled. Without warning L came into her mouth which made her teared up and choked. "L she totally loves that! Keep fucking her mouth! She's tightening around me" Tobi smiled and chuckled. L pulled out and rubbed his cock in front of her, letting the few last spurts hit her face.

Tobi pulled out and let his cum drip out of her which made him smiled. L pulled her on his lap and inserts himself into her back door. She slightly jumped at the sudden fullness and rubbed herself against him. Tobi continued to fuck her used hole "i didn't know you can take both of us at the same time! Bet Gantz trained you well huh? Then you're going to love the final show"

L grabbed her hips and moved her up and down quickly, Kay closed her mouth with her hand and tilts her head back "Oh god L, calm down!" he simply shook his head and continued. Both came again while Kay simply getting more frustrated, they were too quick, not even letting her cum.

"time for the final show! Are you excited?" Tobi clapped his hand and grinned, Kay looked at him and nodded.

L picked her up and let's her hover above his cock. He grabbed her neck using his arm choking while he lowers her down ever so slightly. Tobi grabbed her thighs and lined himself up.

Kay went wide eyed and shook her head "wait both of you can't fit! Wait a sto-" both Tobi and L inserts themselves into her, stretching her out unlike she can imagine. Kay's eyes rolled to the back of her head and gritted her teeth.

Tobi smashed his lips against her, holding and cupping her breasts, enjoying the sounds she's making "you're so cute" he muttered. L tighten his choke hold and his pace starting to get messy, he muffled his moans in her hair and muttered her name over and over again. Kay's back arched and she came her breathing slowly getting heavy. Both pulled out after they came and sat her up.

"Are you ok there?" L rubbed her thighs slowly "yea, yea I'm alright" she muttered.

Both laughed, Tobi climbed off the bed and grabbed an ice pack, tossing it to L, he pressed it onto her lower stomach and kissed her ear "sleep here ok? We can take care of the rest" Tobi nodded and dressed himself up "i have to go back to work, bye!" he waved and left.

"shh...Stay with me for a sec, Gantz will carry you home if you can't, but for now let's just cuddle huh?"

"hmm? Yea sure" Kay yawned and fell asleep cuddling into L's chest, he smiled and hugged her closer

#oc #originalcharacter #my writing

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