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aajjks · 3 months

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I love you (m)

synopsis. He is so in love with you and it’s about time he let you know that.

warning. FLÜFF, lövèsïck töjï, hè ïs sö ïn lövê wïth yöü, kïssïng, än ädöräblê cönfêssïön, cöök!töji, FLÜFF FLÜFF FLÜFF! Söft!töjï. Böyfrǐěnd!töjï.

Toji is really learning to appreciate the little things whenever he’s with you.

No, you’re just so sweet and kind, even to someone like him, he’s definitely problematic and complicated, but you still keep up with him despite everything? Why? He wants to ask you but he never has enough courage to.

Funny right? That a shameless man like him feels too shy to ask his girlfriend a question that’s so simple and easy? You make him a different Man.

How? He’s always a smiling man whenever you’re around and he almost cries when he sees you crying over a sad movie that you two watch together sometimes. Or the fact that he wants to spoil you like you’re his everything, every penny he earns? He wants to give it you.

When he’s passing by a mall- he’s got this urge to go inside and buy you a nice present or some makeup supplies because he knows how much you love it.

You’re his princess and he’s your protector because the murderous urges he gets whenever you two are out and he sees multiple creeps staring at you like you’re some kind of a wonder-

Which you are, but only for Toji to look at and smile.

He’s definitely overly posessive and protective about you, you’ve been dating for what? Six or seven months but he already feels himself falling for you deeper and deeper for you.

So tonight, he’s finally going to say it- he knows that you want to hear him say it so badly, whenever a character on screen says ‘I love you’ to their female lead, your eyes are on him every time.

He’s waiting for you to come to his house, he did message you to meet at him at his place, you should be here soon- he’s eagerly waiting for you because he wants to surprise you.

Yeah, he doesn’t cook often at all? It’s all you, who’s always feeding your big guy with delicious meals and frankly he’s addicted to your cooking.

You’re giving his mama tough competition.

Toji did everything right, he’s kind of a perfectionist, especially when it comes to impressing you, everything has to be perfect.

The scented candles he got for this occasion are the perfect scent because they are exactly the ones you like, he noticed them in your home.

And the flowers are also your favorite, tulips. They’re your lock screen too that’s how obsessed you are with them, he can’t help but notice the littlest things about you.

It’s almost creepy.

And the food- oh he’s so proud of himself for cooking it- he was at it since the early morning honestly, but he’s not going to tell you about that.

In short, you’re going to love everything tonight.

Toji doesn’t flinch when he hears the door unlocking, his heartbeat flutters however, when he realizes that you’re here.

“Yn, princess you’re here.” He whispers as your scent immediately goes to his nostrils, and he inhales the sweet smell.

“Yeah, baby I missed you.” You walk over to him and he’s in the dining hall right past his living room, and when you’re back hug him, he feels his heart melting because you’re shorter compared to him and he’s big muscular and tall, you barely reach his shoulders- so instead, you wrap your arms around his muscular arms.

And then, when you finally notice something you gasp.

Toji smirks.

“Toji… don’t tell me you did all of this for me.” How do you have the most adorable voice in the whole universe? “Yes I did, honey.” Don’t blame him because you’re too adorable, and he has a habit of calling you every single nickname in the relationship book.

“Now come on and sit on the dining table, I bet you’re hungry.” He smiles, turning his back so he can look at your face.

And God knows you have the most beautiful face.

God definitely took time creating you- and he’s so glad.

With the most minimal make up on your face and with your hair down, he loves it when your hair is down, you pay so much attention to his likes and dislikes that just makes him love you even more.

Yes, he loves you and he’s going to tell you that officially tonight.

“Mhmm it smells so good and I noticed you got tulips and my favorite scented candles lit up.. your house always smells amazing.” You press a kiss right behind his ear before he pulls out your chair for you.

See now normally he doesn’t do these romantic things. He doesn’t remember the last time he did this. so he feels a little awkward doing this, but it doesn’t feel weird.

“Sit.” He then goes to his kitchen to grab the dishes. Some of them are traditional Japanese dishes because that’s all he really knows how to cook but don’t worry he got your favorite too.

You clap like a little girl when he puts the delicious food on the table for you, and it just makes his heart clench in his chest because you’re so sweet.

Toji sits right beside you, and before you can grab your plate and take the food yourself, he beats you to it because he wants to do it for you.

“Ahh yn let me do it.”

You give him a look and he continues with his work, “now eat, my love.” And just like that you both begin eating. Your occasional moans from the taste of the food Definitely distract him because he choked on his food for a good three times.

“D-Do you need water? I’m sorry but the food is just so delicious…. Can’t help it.” You say, as you stare at the curry in front of you.

“N-No yn just continue eating I’m sorry” he laughs, before diving in once again.

like the sweet girl that you really are you ask him about his day, even though he didn’t leave for work today he took the day off.

And then you start telling him about your day, and he loves to listen to your little rants. Your eyes get wide, and you make the most adorable expressions.

Just like that an hour goes by and you’re still sitting at the dining table when he’s picking up the dirty dishes, and yes, he insisted for you to get up and help him because this is not for you to do.

And he’s so glad that you loved his food because you keep on praising him and stop it before he blushes. “Ugh…” after he comes back from the kitchen after putting the dirty dishes in his dishwasher, toji takes your hand and guides you to the couch in the living room.

“Yn I have to tell you something.” And he’s nervous all over again. You look at him all look confused, “what is it babe?” There is honestly nothing for you to be concerned about so he should just say it before you get worried.

“Yn… I..I..” he’s stutters like the helpless man he is. You don’t speak you just not and look at him with love. And that gives him a little bit of motivation.

Come on, just say it, Toji!

before he can chicken out, you grab his hand and squeeze it, you know him so well, he inhales before taking a few seconds to compose himself and he looks into your eyes.

“I..I love you yn.” And now his heart feels so light, Toji doesn’t care if you’re not going to say it back, it’s okay, he’s a mature man- he can wait.

no please just say it back yn!

He is not looking at you anymore because as soon as the words leave his mouth, he tries to avert his eyes from you but you grab his face and now you’re making him look at you.

He’s sure you can feel the freshly shaved skin of his chin, you like the feeling a lot. Toji is silent, “I-It’s okay yn you don’t have-” but before he can complete his sentence, you kiss him.

And he cannot help but be surprised because he’s always the one that kisses you first, you’ve taken a lead this time and he’s amazed.

He kisses you back eagerly and you’re still grabbing his face so he settles his hands on your shoulders, and you both have the most romantic and passionate kiss ever.

He doesn’t want you to pull away, but to his dismay, you pull away after a few minutes, he just wants to bask in the feeling of your lips on his, you can never get enough of kissing you.

Before he can whine about the lack of contact, you push your head against his. You’re breathing loudly, he is panting, it is safe to say you left him speechless, and breathless.

“I always wanted to hear you say it and… I love you too.. I love you so much, Toji.”

He doesn’t believe the words that come out of your mouth because what the fuck. Toji’s can’t help but stare at you with his wide eyes. “Y-Yn do you really mean it? I..I.”

Once again, he’s speechless.

You smile at him before caressing his cheek.

“Of course silly. I just wanted you to say it first.” You give him a small kiss once more and he closes his eyes, thinking to himself that he’s so lucky man alive and he’s never going to let you go.

He won’t give you a chance to because he’ll make you so happy.

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justalildumpling · 1 year

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⇢ haechan as your boyfriend

pairing: haechan x reader genre: fluff, established relationship note: happy bday to our chaotic little pudu!! im sorry for making you the punching bag of my smaus🤠

let’s be for real here, he was the one who confessed to you. it does not matter whether you liked him first, he would’ve confessed first

haechan probably would’ve just started talking to you randomly, asking to become friends and annoying the HECK out of you until you started unwillingly liking him and magically he confessed to you.

when you guys were friends, he probably would’ve hugged you and clung to you a lot but once you start dating this boy… have fun with him stuck to you 24/7! no seriously, you can’t rid of him

expect lots of back hugs, hugs from the side with him placing a soft kiss on your cheek with a playful little smile on his face, him hugging your waist whilst he’s sitting down

your hand will always be warm. if he sees you visiting him at work, he’ll excitedly grab your hand and drag you around; if you’re sitting at dinner with his members, you bet his hand will be caressing the palms of your hand; if you’re having a little cry, his hand will automatically reach for yours, fingers intertwined

so much banter, sarcasm and sass in your relationship like if your friends or anyone saw your text messages to each other, they will be concerned

he would send random photos throughout the week to let you know what he’s up to. it could be a photo of his hair getting dyed with a text saying “i bet you $20 that you can’t guess what colour im dying it this time :p” “red.” “WHAT?!!!>>! YOU WITCH! HOW DID YOU KNOW?” “lucky guess :)” it could even be a photo of his favourite chocolate snacks or a paper cut on his finger

despite your constant old married couple bickerings, haechan would hold so much love for you. he would constantly compliment you, saying that you’re the prettiest person alive, hype you up whenever you buy a new outfit and just gaze at you with a lovesick look in his eyes

that boy and his jealousy are like a match made in heaven (but in the pettiest and jokiest way possible) realistically i don’t haechan would get jealous in a serious sense like he wouldn't be insecure about himself or his trust in you at all but if he sees you hanging out his members (esp dreamies) too much, you best know the man’s gonna either be ignoring you for a bit (to annoy you) or just hanging on for dear life and shouting out how your his girl in front of everyone.

like i can imagine you and him cuddling up in his dorm and him just randomly asking you, “me or jeno?” “huh? where is this coming from?” “answer, me or jeno?” “you, of course, what are you-”

and haechan would get up from his bed and shout out “HAH! SUCK ON THAT JENO! Y/N LIKES ME MORE!” and jeno replying with the most confused face, “I WOULD HOPE THAT YOUR GIRLFRIEND LIKES YOU MORE THAN ME??????”

expect lots of facetime calls or just calls in general, it could literally be for a minute before he goes on stage for his tour. “hyuck why are you calling me on standby?” “because i wish you were here, you would’ve loved it here.”

he would call you after every show of his tour and despite the time differences you would still pick up, i can imagine him with his hair damp after his shower, eating a bowl of kimchi jjigae and telling you the highlights of his concert or simply singing you your favourite song as you fall asleep on call

your dates would vary between lazing around at home, watching cheesy rom-coms on netflix with a pile of snacks to going out in the city at night, making your own silly adventure and pretending that it was only the two of you in the world

the best thing about dating haechan would be that he would bring out your inner child, nourishing it and reminding you that it’s okay to have fun and to live in the moment once in a while and to forget about your worries. he would remind you to do the things you love, to make time for them whilst you’re working or whatever adulting things needs to be done.

your relationship with him would be fun, lighthearted and healing and he would never fail to remind you that you are indeed loved and cherished, not just by him but everyone around you as well

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whipped-for-kpop-fics · 4 days

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spontaneous dates with busy svt, their busy with work but will take time out of their day to spend it with you? If all of svt is a lot, maybe just the vocal unit? ⸜(*ˊᵕˋ*)⸝ ♡

💕Who; Seventeen (individually) x gender-neutral reader 💕What; fluff headcanons 💕Wordcount; 1.4k 💕Warnings; none, I don't think

-2024 Masterlist-

Thank you for the suggestion, anon! I hope you like it! 💖

Seungcheol Okay, everyone says it; sugar daddy Cheol. The man loves to spoil his partner and although he'll still get gifts delivered to you whenever he feels like it, it's not quite the same as taking you around stores in person to see which items make your eyes truly light up. And if it's clothing he's buying for you, you can bet your ass there's a fashion show involved with lots of Seungcheol taking photos of you on burst mode and cooing(or catcalling depending on the clothes).

Jeonghan Honestly, Jeonghan doesn't have the energy most of the time to do a lot. Don't get me wrong, he's definitely more than willing to do pretty much anything you want for bigger planned dates, but for the spontaneous ones, he'll always pick to just go somewhere private with you and relax. Sitting on the sofa with you, tucked up in each other's arms while you just enjoy one another's company with a movie or music on will always be his favourite dates.

Joshua This guy likes to try new things, especially crafts so he'll always have a list on his phone of classes and activities going on in your local area so that when there's time, even if it's pretty last minute, he has potential options. Sometimes you go paint pottery, other times you learn to cook something new and even one very memorable time, you tried glass blowing. Regardless of what activity it is, you both enjoy every second because it's together. And Joshua always treasures whatever item you two make.

Junhui Jun does have a lot of energy in general but when he's with you, he doesn't want to miss a second. So on these last-minute dates, he really likes to take you cloud gazing in the day or stargazing at night. It's always nice to just lay side by side on a blanket admiring the sky pressed side to side and feeling the other's presence. It's grounding and one of the only times he can genuinely remain still. He'll even do research about clouds/stars so that he can impress you with his knowledge and have you look at him with big eyes of awe and interest as he talks.

Soonyoung Picnics are cute af and Soonyoung is very aware of that. Whether they're outdoors in the sun, in the backseat of the car or even in a building somewhere, he loves to grab the blanket from the car and snacks and lead you somewhere new to explore and sit together. If there's more time, he'll convince you to make food together to take beforehand but you're both always plenty content with whatever snacks you can grab from the convenience store. Sometimes he'll take little activities like travel games or a little craft kit too if he has the chance to plan ahead a little, or if he sees one in the store while grabbing snacks.

Wonwoo It didn't start intentionally that when you both have the time to go on a date, you'll always go to the arcade. You would always start the dates wandering around aimlessly as you both try to think of something to do and inevitably spot an arcade, exchange a look and then rush inside giggling like a pair of children. So at some point, you two would without discussion navigate to the arcade and it sort of becomes a thing to compare them all. Wonwoo has it all written out on a notes app on his phone; which arcade has the best games, has snacks or food, toilets, and how busy they are at particular times. When you have more time for the dates, you'll even drive further away to check out the arcades there too.

Jihoon This dude is always so busy that he worries he doesn't actually check in on you enough and make sure you're looking after yourself. So you can bet that his go-to for spontaneous dates is going to a restaurant. Sometimes a brand new one but you two have a few favourites that you're considered regulars at. He never tells you why he always suggests going to eat, of course, so as far as you're aware he's just hungry(which isn't entirely false) but really, it's so that he can look across the table and see you eating well and know that he's not failing in his job at looking after you as his partner.

Seokmin Seokmin loves photography, the guy takes photos at every chance he gets. A lot of people say he's not living in the moment by taking photos all the time but he does it for the sake of memories so that he has a way to look back on the pictures and remember the happy time. And the subject he wants to always remember the most? You. So of course, he'll make up for lost time apart by taking you somewhere pretty/cute/interesting he's noticed on his travels or heard about to take endless photos of you, and many of you together too but mostly you so that he can never forget the way you always smile at him with stars in your eyes.

Mingyu Okay, I didn't really want to do this because it's very much done with Gyu but cooking. He's a great cook and food is a great way to show love, so it makes sense. Plus it means that you can hang out at home with no pressure or unwanted eyes and just be together. Yes, he loves doing the cheesy things like putting his arms around you and his hands over yours to work together, or standing with his chest to your back and his chin on your shoulder. He always melts if you wrap around his back though, it makes him super giggly.

Minghao Minghao is a simple guy really, he just likes to be with you so he loves going on walks with you, hand in hand. Sometimes you're both silent for long stretches of time but it's not awkward in any way, it's calm, comfortable, and you're content. And others you both talk endlessly about everything and anything that comes to mind. Minghao loves that he feels that he can talk to you forever and never run out of words to say. But he also loves that you can remain quiet together and not feel like you need to fill the silence. He will also love taking you into cute stores/bakeries/cafes that you happen to pass to explore and get little treats.

Seungkwan Seungkwan himself is not the most confident driver at all but he's always happy to take you on drives. Though he loves it when you drive, loves watching you navigate the roads diligently while still remaining calm even when traffic picks up. But the drives for the spontaneous dates usually take advantage of all the quieter roads and even go out of town sometimes if you have enough time. There's never any destination in mind but stops are definitely okay too. Caraoke is a must, with both of you singing along enthusiastically to the carefully curated playlists Seungkwan makes for these drives, just for the two of you and filled with your favourite songs.

Vernon Dude loves movies and dissecting all the details and plot after. And he loves doing it with you the most. You didn't really care for discussing movies at first, just wanted to enjoy it in the moment but after Vernon got really animated the first few times, you started to get into it. And now it's kind of your thing together. You regularly go to the cinema when you can to see things on the big screen and then get a meal after where you'll talk it over for hours. But Vernon also loves curling up on the couch with you and watching a movie at home together.

Chan Chan likes to make any time together about the two of you. About being with you and experiencing you as best as he can. So he likes taking you to cute little places that are lesser known so remain quiet and peaceful enough to allow him to focus on you. Cafes and bakeries are his favourite places to go where you can sit down opposite each other at a little table with a drink or a light meal/ dessert and just talk and catch up. He can easily spend hours with you, just smiling across the table and listening to you talk about whatever and never get bored.

If you have any ideas/suggestions of what I could write next, send an ask after checking this post where you can find the guidelines about what I will or will not write

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luffyvace · 5 months

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Nami x male reader

FROM MY LIST

SO YUP FINALLY DOING IT

there needs to be more fluffy content for her x male reader. RIGHT NOW. :) enjoy ♥︎

OKK SO

why i gotta start like that every time🧍‍♀️

NAMI WORKS U TO THE BONE

less then other men tho

she cares about u obviously

but ur still her man!!

so you steal still gotta do stuff for her<3

even more so really

bc like

YOUR HER MAN

of course you have to carry her bags, watch her fashion shows, bring her drinks, take her out expensive places, help her pick the outfit of the day, wrestle the boys not to bother her, carry her, protect her from too strong of foes and be forced to wear girly stuff for her own amusement?? wym?? your her boyfriend!

yup and i mean it, you gotta do all that

if you can’t carry all her bags and buy all her stuff how else will it get done??

and you better have money too

i assume you do since she wouldn’t GET with a broke man…

i mean unless you really charmed her

its too high of a priority for her to over look unless you have a golden personality or something

dw about it tho either way she loves you and money<3

and yes you do have to sit there and watch all her fashion shows til the end

and you BETTER give good replies too

i’m talking you gotta be the boyfriend who turns into her best friend for a hot sec to hype her up 🤪

”you go girl”

”omg your that girl frfr”

”that outfit ate DOWN.”

LOLOL it’s fun for both of you

unless your like strictly masculine or smth

then u might be more annoyed

but the combo of you loving your girlfriend and her being really good at persuading people leads to you doing it anyway

honestly for bringing her drinks and food

sanji usually makes it

he tells you to give credits but you don’t

especially if you can cook yourself

sanji insists he should do it since he’s the official cook

but sometimes you do it anyway

so it can come straight from the heart yk?

you and sanji may or may not beef

if you have no problem with him then it’s prob one sided on his side

definitely mad you bagged nami before he did

or any woman for that matter

but anyway

you mostly bring her refreshments and food when she’s working on her maps :)

btw it takes like 80 minutes to pick out the outfit of the day

she gets you up early so you can help her

that way by the time everyone else is up it seems like she whips up really good outfits just like that

when in actuality

“ok this one or this one?”

”uhh that one..?”

“NO WRONG ANSWER”

💥

nah i’m playing she doesn’t hit you

(yes she does but it’s lovingly)

[no it’s not but she doesn’t do it as often to you as she does the other guys]

anyway again..

yeah there’s such thing as a wrong answer

”why’d you ask me if you already had one in mind??”

“you were supposed to agree with me!”

”how was i supposed to know which one to pick??”

😡

as far as tackling the rest of the boys

”honey~ handle my light weight”

the way i wrote it made it seem lighthearted but the glint in her yes tells you—you better do it

annddd you do!

you fling luffy outside, he lands onto usopp who starts playing with him

you drag (snoring) zoro out onto the deck to sleep

you remind franky about the project he was working on

you tell brook to go play some music for luffy and usopp

you ask chopper some doctor sounding question which gives him a new idea to try out and he rushes off

robin is being quiet already<3

and sanji’s just cooking dinner:)

so now, problem solved, nami can have some peace and quiet

yippie!! mission accomplished!

now there’s not gonna be a expensive place on every island but if there is you can bet your beli she’s making you take her there

and she’s blowing off all your money

at the least it’s just you two tho

you somehow shake the rest of the crew to get some alone time

the date turns out to be really romantic and sweet so you enjoy it even if your pockets hurt

y’all def steal stuff from the restaurant

you don’t have her swiping habit but the silverware was real gold and oh boy did the opportunity of money sound sweet like honey 😋

carrying her is self explanatory

she just wants to be treated with grace and care

likes he’s delicate and beautiful the way she is

which she is

so you do:)

you carry her all types of ways but never roughly or 💥💥

mostly bridal style

cuz duh it’s romantic

you’ve even kissed her like that quite a few times

random but she likes to watch the sunset with you

btw you definitely kicked some fish butt if you joined early enough

even if you only had a crush on her back then

you fo’ sure weren’t gon let that slide 🤨🤨

what arlong thought this was⁉️🗣

not on your watch‼️

i hope your strong cuz even if your not you gonna become her shield or smth cuzzz..

YOUR HER BOYFRIEND

YOU GOTS TO PROTECT HER NOW

WHICH MEANS YOU TAKE ONE FOR THE TEAM FOOL!!

if your strong and have muscles she prob secretly or not so secretly admires them

and yes my mans, as the last topic you will wear makeup and girly hairstyles

especially if you have long hair—then she def wants to play in it

there’s no saying no either

i don’t know what to tell you if you don’t like it my brother

have fun 🤷‍♀️

LOL i love these they were so fun n silly 🤪

enjoy male readers!! come eat good!!

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c0ffinshit · 6 months

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Smut/Romantic Headcanons: Nathan Bratt

a/n: hey guys, i’m actually working on a longer fic about nathan but its taking WAY longer than i wanted so have this to tie you over im sorry T_T

warnings: smut (duh), nathan being a switch and a bit of a slut

- okay so like this man claims to not be a romantic but literally WAKES UP AND BREATHES ROMANTIC

- if you get in a fight with him, he will write you a note about how sorry he is and buy a bouquet of your favorite flowers

- also GUILTY. HE WILL FEEL SO GUILTY ABOUT THE FIGHT.

- this man needs to be reassured 24/7

- he is also a bit clingy

- like that man has a DEATH GRIP if you try and leave the bed while cuddling

- he is a hand holder

- like any chance he gets, he will hold that hand!!!!

- also great kisser

- like i know i say that a lot but like I MEAN THIS TIME

- his lips are so soft 24/7 and he does that thing when you two make up where he licks your bottom lip AUGHHH

- he will let you take his glasses and wear them (that man is blind without them but he still thinks its cute)

- okay this is a general hc but like whatever: this man doesn’t get modern lingo and you MAY abuse that

- “babe, wtf does that even mean???” (him after hearing the word ‘rizz’ for the first time)

- for dates, he loves staying in and watches movies or reading books/doing puzzles

- this man is chronically chill but also a ball of anxiety

- he is very confused about a lot of things

- his love language is gift giving even tho this man is canonically broke as HELL.

- will probably include you in a story and be super proud of it, like a child who just completed their macaroni art

- also he has two wolves inside of him: one named adhd, the other named autism

- he may not be into talking about his feelings because he is a bit of a cryer

- he cries a lot

- like at anything, anywhere

- he’s just a soft man who needs a hug T_T

smutty headcanons under the cut

- this man is a switch in denial who has a praise kink

- he’s like “yeah i get hard when call me a good boy and to get on my knees but im still the top!”

- which like when he is on top, that man is ON TOP

- he um may or may not be um into hair pulling

- that man is condescending and RUTHLESS when he tops

- “awe, i bet you’ll be a good girl now.”

- three words: PINING YOU DOWN.

- he is sensitive in all the right places

- like his jawline— if you kiss or touch his jawline, he will purr

- im serious. this man purrs and whimpers. i don’t make the rules.

- begging. he is into you begging and begging for you.

- if you come over to his house in just his shirt and booty shorts, he will tear it off you and fuck you like its his last day on earth

- when he isn’t being a top, he is a SLUT for you

- doing anything and everything if it means it will turn you on or make you cum

- also he likes being called a slut (secretly, that’s why he always calls you one when he’s on top)

- also also, totally has a thing for collars and leashes

- “no, its not a pet play thing…” (he lied, it definitely is)

#send help #nathan bratt x reader #goosebumps 2023 #goosebumps #justin long #justin long x reader

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bpcr3yes · 1 year

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hellorr, just lately i've been reading a lot of avatar modern headcanons, so i felt like writing some!

all the headcanons here are what i think the blue aliens would look like as humans (some make a lot of sense in my head)

first of all, english is not my native language so if there is any confusing sentence I'm sorry

AVATAR MODERN HEADCANONS

Neteyam is black, EVERYONE KNOWS THAT! he has the same skin color as his mother, and he has dreadlocks that hit a little above his shoulder, and he's a tall guy.

hes a mamas boy, he can cook, clean house, fix things (because after all, he is the oldest all the load of the younger ones is on him.)

AND he is a super gentlemanly guy, he always has a kind smile on his face and is liked by many people

HE IS ALSO A LADYS MAN, how many women do rain on this man, he sure is kind to all of them, I bet he flirts with some even, gives a little kiss there but never anything serious! he would be a great date.

Lo'ak is a light skin, everybody knows how similar he is to his father, I believe he also has dreadlocks but a little bigger than neteyam since he likes to tie them!

he always tries to show his worth to jake but it always comes off as an idiot, i think he would be the kind of guy who is smart but is too lazy for that(i have a kin in this man

he thinks people hate him because whenever he walks through the halls everyone starts staring and whispering at him

he LOVES teasing kiri, after all she is his favorite sister (he will NEVER admit it out loud) he also likes to make fun of tuk

he stares at tsireya like a hungry animal (don't get me wrong) he only realizes he is drooling when the people around him start laughing at him

he is a dramatic man

Kiri she is white and has red hair because grace was white and red hair too.

she believes in signs and always asks neytiri to buy rose quartz for her

a mother of plants

she who provides the trinkets for the family to use in their hair

She's always wearing eyeliner, and she still believes she can't live without it.

SHE ALSO HAS WOLFCUT

is always gossiping with tsireya, and when she with lo'ak lets out a "gross"

TUK is the copy of her mother, among all the genes she has, she pulled neytiri on everything!

she is a little black girl who has her hair in several different hairstyles every day!

she loves roblox but something tells me jake wouldn't let her spend too much time on the ipad because she's too young to be addicted to video games

she is also mamas girl

she loves all her brothers but she has a greater affection with neteyam, after all he is always taking care of her

she always tells jake when loak is bothering her

and she feels bad after jake pulls loak's ear.

she loves popoyo

Tsireya is a light ski nanned , she's a sweet person but don't take her seriously, she automatically becomes a version of her mother

she LOVES decorating gel nails, or just nails, it doesn't matter how long your nails are, she always finds a way to make her beautiful

is always playing with tuk

no one knows but she LOVES flirting with lo'ak because she knows he's a fool for her and is embarrassed by everything

is always hitting on aonung when he says something stupid

she is also a my melody collector!

Aonung is quite tanned but still a light skin, is always surfing or pestering someone

he is that kind of clueless friend who says something that is offensive in 8 different countries( and it also offends many minorities )

he can be a sweetheart whenever he wants

if you say anything offensive to tsireya or roxto he immediately was to hate you for the rest of his life

if you find him in a corner with his homies, you can be sure he was gossping about the sullys

ROXTO, he is the blackest of all (apart from tuk obvs)

he's a sweetheart, he's that kind of friend who knows the whole school

he is an average student but excels in the arts

he loves to make bracelets

he's cute, and I believe he catches the attention of several women too

he and lo'ak are besties ok

SPIDER let me tell you about our white boy

he is a darling 😭

neytiri hates him because he is american(?) (shes latina okay)

he is scared to death of neytiri because he knows she hates his father

he has a HUGE crush on kiri i swear he is a simp for her

he and loak are trouble together but who said they care about that?

he used to be very close with jake when he was younger but neytiri cut that line

I'm sure he also has several women after him.

this is the end! it's my first time writing on tumblr, if it's bad sorry

#avatar way of water #atwow modern au #modern avatar #neteyam x reader #loak x tsireya #avatar loak #tsireya #kiri avatar #aonung #roxto avatar #tuk sully #neytiri #modern #headcanons #avatar modern headcanons #avatar the way of water

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cottoncandyafterdark · 3 months

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Doctor Stone Headcanons - Love Language Headcanons

Tags: SFW, fluff, headcanons

Warnings: None

Notes: Originally posted on ao3 here

Senku

Quality time. Senku is pretty low-key with how he shows his love, and prefers the same in return. He's never going to be super physically affectionate or lovey-dovey; but he's going to want to be near you, just talking about whatever, a lot more often and for longer than he would even tolerate being around pretty much anyone else.

Gen

Physical affection; Hear me out, I bet Gen is really cuddly when he has a romantic partner. Lots of surprise hugs, cheek kisses, and hand holding. He's not especially shy about doing any of these things around other people, but it's definitely more frequent in private.

Taiju

Physical affection and words of affirmation. Seriously, dating Taiju just means a never-ending stream of hugs and cuddles and him telling you how much he loves you and how great you are.

Yuzuriha

Acts of service; Yuzuriha is a helper at her core, and it will show through in your relationship. If you have a task you're doing and she isn't busy with something else, she'll help you; and obviously, she'd greatly appreciate if you'd return the favor.

Ryusui

Gifts. I bet Ryusui is the best at gift-giving. Especially before the petrification, but even in the stone world where he can't just buy you whatever you want anymore, he still finds a way to get you things he knows you'll like.

Francois

What else would it be? Acts of service, with maybe a hint of gift giving. Francois was born to serve, so if you absolutely hate a chore, they will do it for you, you don't even have to ask- just have fun never doing the dishes again. They know just what foods you like and what you don't like and are more than happy to make you your favorite dish, so long as they have the time and resources.

Chrome

Acts of service. When he really cares about someone, he'll do pretty much anything for them. That much is clear from how he spent years trying to find something that could cure Ruri. He would do the same for you, and anything else you needed.

Kinro

Words. Kinro is a man of few words, but that just makes the words he does say all the more meaningful. When he says he loves you, that he'll always be there for you, you know he always means it.

Ginro

Physical affection. Ginro would win the award for World's Clingiest Boyfriend with the way he practically hangs off of you every chance he gets. He's definitely not the least bit shy about PDA.

Kohaku

Acts of service, but not quite in the traditional way; she isn't so good at doing chores or whatever (she might still try, though) so her acts of service are more along the lines of defending you if someone's bothering you, or carrying you if you're hurt or sick and having a hard time walking.

Tsukasa

Physical touch, but he's pretty low-key about it. He doesn't do a lot of hugs or anything (that's not to say none, but they aren't his primary way of showing affection), but smaller gestures like placing a hand on your shoulder or back and quick kisses are pretty common.

Hyoga

This one was kinda hard because Hyoga isn't exactly the loving type in general, but I'm going to say quality time. Just the fact that he's not just willing, but wants to be near you should say a whole lot about how he feels about you.

Ukyo

Words of affirmation; he tells you he loves you every day. He feels it's the best way to make sure there are no doubts as to how he feels about you.

Nikki

Physical touch; look at her and tell me she isn't amazing at giving hugs. The muscular arms that can beat the crap out of a guy twice her size can also lovingly hold you like you're the most precious thing in the world (because you are, of course). She does get shy about PDA near other people, though.

Gift giving. Yo acts tough but he can be surprisingly sweet when he really loves someone. He's the kind of guy who will search through the forest all day just to find some pretty flowers to give you. He also likes to show off your relationship and brag to everyone else about how he has the hottest girlfriend/boyfriend/partner, which I think counts as words of affirmation?

#dcst #dr stone #dr stone headcanons #dr stone x reader

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billthedrake · 2 years

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HIS SON'S TOY

(Story idea from @aestheticsupremacy)

Bill Mullen gave his high school senior of a son plenty of privacy. Tyler was a good kid, kept his grades up even if he spent most waking hours on football, baseball or just strength training. His son dated occasionally, but the girlfriends never seemed very serious and lately they'd been less frequent, too. Instead, Tyler was shutting his befroom door in a telltale sign of teen masturbation and doing it a lot. Several times a day.

The father's suspicions were confirmed when Tyler knocked on his study door one evening as Bill tended to some work emails after hours.

"Dad?" he asked. Long gone was the sweet kid Bill would toss a football with in the backyard. Replacing it was a real grown up teenage jock, tall and blond and handsome at 6'4" and sullen at times but still polite. "You got a sec?" Even that voice was getting deeper.

Bill looked up and pushed his laptop to the side. Work-life balance was hard, but he made an effort to make family a priority. "You bet, buddy. What is it?"

Tyler stepped in, his tall athletic body poised and natural in his movement. He shut the door behind him and turned back to his father. "I'm wondering if I need to see a doctor."

Bill had a bit of worry. "Yeah? What's wrong?"

Tyler got an embarrassed grin. "My dick's real sore. See..." Before Bill could react he saw Tyler pull down his team football shorts that he seemed to wear around the house nonstop, summer, winter and every season in between. Out flopped his son's cock, surprisingly meaty and surprisingly thick. The balls were bigger than average, too, and there was the soft blond fur coming in all around... but Bill's attention was drawn to what had brought his son in to talk to him. That dick was red and raw. It looked painful to see and imagine the discomfort.

"How often are you masturbating, buddy?" Bill asked, looking up from the genitals to Tyler's apprehensive face. His son really thought something was injured down there.

"I dunno, Dad. Like five or six times a day. A lot." He added with a blush. "Sometimes I just like to stroke it for a long time, it feels real good you know?"

Bill chuckled. "I bet." Then taking another look at the irritated skin of his son's dick, he asked. "You using anything for lube?"

It was like Tyler hadn't thought of that. "Spit. Is that bad, Dad?"

Bill nodded. "You're circumcised, like me. Sometimes us guys need a lot less friction or you'll get some major chafing."

Tyler nodded. "Do I need to go to the doctor to fix it?"

Bill shook his head and sat back in his seat. He'd been staring at his son's business too much he decided. "Don't think so. I'll pick you up some stuff to use. Just lay off the jerking for a couple of days, OK?"

Tyler laughed nervously. "Whoa... that's gonna be tough, Dad," he said. "But I'll try."

***

It took two days for the package to arrive and Tyler found it waiting for him on his bed when he got home from football practice. It was a plastic contraption, clear with something inside. Inside the box were a few bottles of lubricant, different kinds.

"Just keep that stashed away so your mother doesn't see them," his father said, standing in the doorway and watching Tyler pick up the Flesh Jack. It was a crazy thing to buy his son, he supposed but Bill knew it would be gentler on that teen dick, especially if Tyler was gonna go at it like he'd been lately.

"If you're pleasuring yourself a lot, that device will be MUCH kinder on your business," the dad explained.

"Yeah?" Tyler said, looking excitedly as he examined the toy. He was already getting chubbed in his shorts. He looked up at his father with a surprised expression. "You use one of these, too, Dad?"

Bill considered lying but had an honesty policy with his son when it came to sex. "Sometimes. There are times when a man has to look after his own needs. All guys do."

Tyler nodded, half tuning out the birds-and-bees talk he'd heard from his father several times. "So... you just like, stick it in?"

Bill smirked. "Pretty much. Consider it training wheels for the real thing buddy." If Tyler was honest, he'd not been sexually active. "Just be sure to use the water based lube, not the others... and rinse out every time you're done with it."

"Cool," Tyler smiled.

Bill could tell he was eager to use it. "I can give you some privacy, Ty," he chuckled.

Tyler wasn't remotely embarrassed. He picked up the lube and undid the top to squirt a good bit on the entrance of the toy.

Bill shut the door and let his son have his fun.

A half hour later, Tyler came up to his father and whispered. "Dad... that was amazing. Thanks..."

***

That bedroom door seemed to be shut more often and for longer. Sometimes half the day on weekends. Bill half worried his son was going to jerk his dick too much. He remembered what it was like to be a horny teenager, but he hadn't been that horny. Not like Tyler.

It was one of those long Saturday afternoons. Tyler had been in his room most of the day. Bill's wife had gone to visit her family out of state, so it was just the two Mullen men. Bill was going to take Tyler out for burgers, but it was already 5:30.

He went to knock on the door. "Buddy.... you might want to get ready soon."

"Just a minute, Dad!" Tyler called out. Then within a few seconds Bill heard some loud grunts of a teen having a deep cum. A minute later Bill was down the hall and watched as the door opened and Tyler came out, a towel around his waist as he strutted to the bathroom to shower up.

It was wrong, but Bill's curiosity got the best of him. He had about ten minutes to work with. The second the bathroom door shut, Bill went to Tyler's bedroom. He respected his son's privacy, but he figured he had a right to make sure everything was OK with Tyler's health. On the bed was a laptop, still opened, and that clear flesh jack. There was little doubt how Tyler had been entertaining himself all day.

Cautiously, Bill picked up the flesh jack. Identical to the one he had stashed in the drawer of his study. There was a smearing of lube around the base and more than a little clear, milky liquid pooled around the tip. His son's cum.

Bill's heart beat faster as he pushed his finger through the semen, feeling its almost silky wet texture. There was Tyler's DNA in there, matching partly his own. As he examined the toy, he could see the transluscent insides and knew it was full of more of Tyler's spunk. The jock probably had been using it all afternoon, adding one healthy load to another.

He pressed a finger past the ringed silicone entrance. The insides were squishy and very warm still. The corporate dad couldn't believe how much cum was in there, and the more he worked his finger inside, the wetter is felt. It must have been a very slick ride for Tyler's dick and Bill wondered if his son preferred it that way, or just didn't care that the toy was loaded up fully.

As he extracted his finger, he saw it coated in that pearly fresh liquid. It was wrong, but he couldn't help it. He pulled his hand up to his face and plopped that finger in his mouth.

The taste hit him like the rush of a drug. Poppers. Cocaine. Heroin. Something addictive. Tyler Mullen's semen was sweet and salty and bitter and floral. Bill sucked his digit clean before looking at the toy in his left hand. He wouldn't dare, would he?

He would. Knowing he had only about four minutes to spare to be safe, the father wasted no time bringing that toy up to his mouth. The scent of Tyler's crotch hit him first, that natural muskiness, then the chemical odor of the lubricant. Bill didn't mind either. He just latched his mouth on that silicone pussy like it was a real one and plunged his tongue in.

Fuck, there it was. The teen-cum motherlode. It was lewd and obscene but Bill used his tongue as a shovel to lick the inside walls of the toy and drag out a good amount of cum with each motion. Then, he titled it up and almost coughed on the amount of slimy seed filling his crawl like an oversize oyster.

He'd never been so turned on. Ever. He thought of pulling out his cock and stroking a quick one out, but he'd risked too much already. Reluctantly he set the toy down where he'd found it and wiped off his mouth and chin the best he could.

It was only then that he even noticed what was on the laptop screen. Porn of course, but paused on the display was a video. A young jockish guy, maybe 20, give or take, fucking a muscle daddy type in doggy position.

"Hey Dad," Tyler's voice interrupted him.

Fuck, Bill thought as he turned to see his son, ripped body damp and blond hair wet.

"Hi son... just checking..." Bill had to think of a good excuse, quick. "You, um, keeping that thing clean right? Bacteria and mold grow in those crevices real easy."

Tyler seemed to buy it. "Yeah, Dad. Squeaky clean. At least when I'm not using it." Then he looked at his father with a naughty smile. "We have a few minutes before we gotta head out right? I thought I'd have another quick one before rinsing the toy out."

Tyler should have been the embarrassed one, but Bill was the one who blushed, deep crimson. He couldn't believe after all that cum shot, that his son would have anything left in his balls. "Um, yeah..." he muttered. "Take your time."

Tyler walked over to get back on the bed, repositioning his lap top. "Thanks Dad. Don't worry, it won't take long."

Bill hadn't fully shut the door before Tyler started undoing his towel and picking up the toy.

***

Something changed that day. Not in the frequency or length of Tyler's stroke sessions. That bedroom door was still closed, a lot. But when Tyler's mother wasn't around, that door wouldn't be closed. Bill guessed that Tyler knew his dad had spied on him and maybe he'd guess more. Because now the jock seemed to be showing off. Wearing nothing more than those damn flimsy shorts around the house, till a very noticeable jock spike poked up in them. Then casually, Tyler would go to his room and not even shut the door.

Sometimes the volume would be up on the videos he'd watch. Sometimes Tyler would have headphones on and provide his own running commentary. "God, Dad you're so fucking hot. Wanna fuck you all night...."

True, if Bill wasn't lingering outside his son's bedroom, he wouldn't have heard it. It was his fault. He could always have a sit down man-to-man talk with Tyler. But then what would he say?

It wasn't that often, either, just when Bill's wife was out. But each and every time, it was like his son was drawing him into something deeper.

"Say, can you help me out Dad?" Tyler asked as he came into Bill's study, wearing just a T-shirt, those beat-up shorts and some flip flops. Even if was November and cold outside. "Ethan's coming over to pick myu up in a few minutes, and I guess I lost track of time... think you can clean this out for me?" Tyler held out the toy, one he'd been using all afternoon.

"Um, yeah, I guess," Bill stammered, watching as Tyler set down the flesh jack on Bill's desk.

"Thanks, Dad. I'll keep an eye on the clock next time." A honk came from outside. "Gotta go. I'll text you later, Dad."

The front door shut and Bill eyed the used toy. There was no mistake. Tyler knew what his father had done before and was making an offering now.

Bill was going to take it too. This time he could unzip and enjoy himself as he pulled that substitute pussy up to his lips and tasted his son's essence once more. Bill actually grunted as his tongue pushed in. The seed was fuller and richer tasting this time, if that was possible. Bill ate out the toy and jerked wildly, cumming way sooner than a 41 year old should. He was hyperventilating as he pulled back, looking at the toy's wetness and tasting Tyler on his tongue still.

Bill was out of control. But he couldn't help but get off a second time. He brought the flesh jack down to his crotch and sank it onto his fatherly boner. This time wasn't a rush job but was sheer pleasure. Thrusting into his son's wet toy, sharing the same ersatz cunt. He worked himself up some then pulled the sleeve off, seeing how Tyler's seed coated his own dick.

An idea occurred to him. He got up, erection sticking out and toy in hand and walked to Tyler's room. The laptop was still on. As if Tyler wanted Bill to find it. As Bill jostled the sleep function, several windows of porn vids were there. Queued up. Bill sat in his son's bed and watched one after another. Some were dad-son role play vids. Others just intergenerational couples. All had the daddy type sucking the younger guy's dick or taking it up his ass. It was very clear where Tyler's fantasy life lay.

It's now where Bill's was, too. He used he lower urgency of his second load to edge to all of the videos. And going back to his favorite to finish off. Probably how Tyler did it, too, he thought. He worked that silicone sleeve up and down more frantically as he watched an athletic top really pound a hungry daddy. Watching the dad type get the cum fucked out of him did it for Bill. He spurted into Tyler's personal toy, surprising himself with the size of his load.

Cooler heads prevailed as he came down, and Bill felt guilty for what he'd done. He rinsed out the flesh jack, dried it the best he could and left it on his son's bed.

***

Things went back to normal after that. Alli was home more lately now that winter had come. And Tyler was busy with school and practice and more time in the gym. He was even growing out of his moodiness, becoming a regular, happy go lucky jock with senioritis. Bill was happy to see the change.

Only the holidays came and that bedroom door of Tyler's was closed a lot. The son's cheeked flushed from sexual activity when he finally emerged. And Alli was scheduled to visit her parents right after Christmas.

Bill expected something but his wife had barely been out of the house an hour when he saw Tyler reclining on the family room couch, legs spread and those goddamn flimsy shorts pooled on the floor. His left hand held up his phone, where he watched some porn, and his right was working that toy up and down steadily.

"Buddy!" Bill cried in that "you can't be doing that here" tone of voice.

Tyler looked up. "Sorry Dad, just got so horny, you know." Then. "Come on. Mom's gone. It's just us here." Like that was an explanation for doing it out in the open.

Bill gulped. "I guess." He felt like a weak parent then. Caving to his son. Spoiling him. But his eyes watched Tyler work his cock with the sleeve. This was a new line to cross. Seeing Tyler like this. Particularly once his son pulled off the toy to reveal a 6.5 inch erection. Very thick and wet. Streaks of white clung to the shaft. This wasn't Tyler's first stroke of the day.

"What number are you on, Son?" Bill asked, a lump in his throat.

Tyler's cock twitched. "Number three," he answered proudly. "I'm up to six lately. Seven on a good day." He slipped the toy back over his cock. "Come on Dad, why don't you join me? Mom's gone and men need to get off," he smirked. Throwing his father's sex-ed talk back at him.

God help him, Bill was gonna do this. His dick grew rigid in his jeans. "I can... go get mine."

"In a minute, Dad," Tyler urged. "Come here first," he begged, setting down his phone and patting the free spot on the sofa.

Bill relented, sitting down close to Tyler, feeling the heat and the solidity of his teenjock body. He could see that toy up close and smell his son, the scent of cum prominent.

"Maybe you can tell me if I'm using it right," Tyler said as he worked himself with longer strokes now. His eyes on his father.

"I'm pretty sure you've figured it out, buddy," Bill said dryly. He watched Tyler work his erection, the slick squishy sounds filling the room. "Guess that's the best gift I've ever given you."

Tyler grinned. "Pretty much," he chuckled. Then pausing his stroke he asked. "You wanna try it?"

Bill gulped. "You mean...?" It was such a wild idea. He'd used Tyler's toy before, once. But this was different.

Tyler nodded. "Unzip, Dad."

Bill couldn't do it fast enough. It was almost hard to pull his dick out from his tightened briefs he was hard as nails. But he relished the look in Tyler's eyes as he saw his father's cock for the first time.

"Nice," the teen said and pulled the flesh jack off. Sperm dripped out as Tyler brought it over and lined it up with his father's spike.

The descent felt exquisite. Better than real pussy somehow, but Bill guessed it was the nastiness of the situation. His own son's sperm as fresh lube, some of it dripping down over Bill's hairy balls. And Tyler's lusty eyes on him. Alive, sexual, pleading. The kid had a good flick of the wrist, too. Bill let out a deep hiss as Tyler used the toy to pleasure him.

"Fuck!" he grunted. This was good, too good. Bill was gonna cum. "Buddy..." he pleaded to his son to let up.

"Go for it Dad," Tyler said excitedly, ready to witness his father's orgasm for the first time. He worked the sleeve more quickly, the rapid strokes milking the load from Bill's balls.

"Oh FUCK... aw yes... yes..." Bill's cries turned softer as he nutted into the sleeve, adding his dad cum to the deposit already in there.

"Stud!" Tyler cheered like he was complimenting a bro after a good catch. Wasting now time he brought the toy to his own rigid dick and started using it on himself. With his free hand he pulled his father's head to his own.

Like that, Bill was kissing his own boy. Tongue and all. And Bill's hand felt up Tyler's bare chest and abs, feeling that lean, smooth muscle as his son gave it up. The jock's orgasm seemed to go on a solid minute as his abs crunched and his body shook and as Tyler moaned into his father's mouth.

Bill was less embarrassed than before. This was amazing sex. Wrong, forbidden, unconventional as hell. But sex like that didn't come every day. And here he was having it with his own son. He patted Tyler's strong thigh. "That gonna last you, buddy?" he teased.

"We'll see, Dad," Tyler chuckled.

***

Bill gave his son space the rest of the day. But Tyler came down on his own to help Bill out with household chores and repairs. Stuff the father had put off. He was pleased to see his son step up instead of going up to his room to jerk off all day.

The men ordered pizza for dinner and showered off. It was gonna be a bachelor night at the Mullen house. Maybe some TV or movie to watch, some Sports Center, and some quality dad-son time. But Bill wasn't dumb. He knew they'd jerk off again, and what's more he looked forward to it.

Indeed as they watched ESPN, Tyler started to get hard in his shorts. He looked over at his father casually. "OK, if I show you something, Dad?"

"Yeah, buddy, of course." Bill had a good idea it would involve that flesh jack.

Only as Tyler came back to the room, he had his laptop but no toy. He set up on the coffee table where both men had a good view.

"This is my favorite video," he explained and pressed play.

It was a roleplay style video. Acted. Not amateur. But the premise was horny as hell. Furry, gray-haired father teaching his son how to fuck before a big date. Walking him through giving a rim job, fingering an ass and then topping.

Tyler's eyes were on his dad as much as the computer. He was erect in his shorts, a big ridge of teen spike, but he also seemed vulnerable and nervous as they watched.

"Wow," Bill said. He was hard, too, very hard, and his heart felt like it was in his throat.

"I mean the dad's hot and all, but I prefer the videos where the dad looks like you," Tyler said directly. "But the plot of this one is my favorite... I keep dreaming of this," Tyler explained. "Wishing it would happen for real."

"Yeah?" Bill knew what his son was getting at. It was crazy and crazy hot.

Tyler nodded and slowly leaned in. There they were kissing once more, more deeply this time. It was Bill's imagination surely but in less than 12 hours Tyler seemed to have become a better kisser, even. Responding to his father's soft tongue, both taking the lead and asserting the initiative. His hands under Bill's T-shirt feeling the furry stomach and pulling up the hem.

Bill helped him. Openly taking off his shirt to a very excited and appreciative Tyler. The son following suit. And there they were, making out and reclining on the couch like a couple of horny teenagers. At least one of them actually was, Bill realized with a shudder as Tyler took the top position. Doing his best moves and copying the porn vids he's practically memorized. Kissing along his father's neck, pulling up the man's arm to feast on the hairy arm pit, licking his nippes.

"I wanna eat your ass, Dad," Tyler grunted as he kissed back up the man's neck. "You gonna teach me how?"

Teach him? Bill thought. He'd never done the stuff in those videos. Sure, he'd had those fantasies off and on over the years, but this would be his first, too. And he didn't have the heart to tell Tyler he was cherry.

"How about this, buddy? You start and I'll tell you if you need to do anything different?"

Tyler grinned big and nodded. "Yessir. Fuck!" He ran his hands over his father's naked torso, relishing the barrel chest and tight midsection and the fur before pulling down Dad's sweats.

Bill was hard as ever but as Tyler pulled the sweats off his legs, he knew his dick wasn't the main thing on Tyler's mind. With a cocky gesture he pulled his dad's legs up and scooted down.

For the next ten minutes, Tyler relived that porn video. Matching rim technique lick for lick. Bill knew it was Tyler's fantasy to be "coached" in this fuck, but his son was doing the coaching.

"That's it, son... eat my ass. Fuck!" The sensations were incredible and Bill wondered why he'd never done this before. Of course Alli would never agree to this, but knowing he had a very hungry and eager son made Bill imagine getting this treatment often.

"I need some lube," Tyler said, getting up, a hardon showing in his shorts. "Be right back."

Bill had a half minute to decide whether to put a stop to this. Part of him was nervous as hell. But he knew this was a special chance and a special occasion for both men. He leaned back into the sofa cushion and spread his furred legs, imagining the shafting he was gonna get soon.

Tyler came back fully naked and hard, holding a couple of bottles in his hand. "I figured I'd try one of the ones I haven't used." He flipped the cap and poured some oily lube down his cock and applied the rest on his fingers. Then he was kneeling back between his father's spread legs.

"God, that ass is so hot, Dad," he hissed as the first finger pressed in.

"Slow!" Bill urged. This wasn't coaching, it was just the involuntary reaction to the first breach of his cherry.

"Got it," Tyler said gamely, his eyes on his dad's face as much as the connection of finger and pucker. Slowly he worked that digit in and out. "OK... adding another Dad..."

Bill nodded. The second one didn't feel so bad. More of a pleasant stretch now.

The father and son kissed, Tyler's hands still between the man's legs, working him open.

"Can't believe you're letting me do this, Dad," the jock grunted as the third finger popped in. Tyler took his time but briefly added a fourth. It was an uncomfortable intrusion but did the job of making sure Bill was stretched enough for his son's dick.

Bill knew how horny Tyler could get. But he was impressed with his son's patience. Not treating him like a flesh jack. Actually breaching him carefully.

But once Tyler was buried balls deep and he leaned in to kiss his father once more, it was like both men needed it. The jock's hips were strong, as were his glutes and Bill grunted at the firm hardness of the thrust. Then another. Slow, but powerful.

The dad's prostate buzzed and his cock jerked off his belly. He felt alive from head to toe. This is what getting fucked felt like. And Tyler was only getting started. Instinct kicked in and his son was going at it harder. Getting real into it. Bill was responding, holding his son's smooth body, feeling the muscle ripple with each shove.

"Stroke it, Dad. Stroke your cock," Tyler ordered.

Somehow, somewhere Tyler had lubed it because as Bill wrapped his hand around his spike it felt slick and exquisite. The dad times his wrist motion with Tyler's cock thrusts inside him.

"Oh shit!" he gasped at the unfamiliar sensation.

Tyler's hips pounded him harder now. "Gonna cum in you, Dad. Real soon...."

The very idea, of all Tyler's cum and his insides being turned into the equivalent of that flesh jack made Bill's balls boil and heavy spurts of cum to fly out onto his barrel chest.

"YES!!!" Tyler hissed and held his hips steady.

Bill Mullen was getting his first ass load. From his hunky teen son, no less. He pulled Tyler down for another kiss. That cock jerked excitedly inside him. Just as hard as ever, and Bill wondered if Tyler was gonna claim a second fuck right then and there.

He wouldn't say no. But first he wanted this moment. Just holding his only son and feeling that naked, intimate connection between them.

#drakestories

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Valentines Day Fic Recs

Happy valentines day! this list will be fics focused around or on valentines day! Enjoy!

This list will include all ratings and tags, so read at your own discretion! :)

One Piece

waiting by tinyjet7 - Rated G

zoro watches sanji hand out treats to everyone but him.

Ship to Sea, Lock to Key by 8ball - Rated G

“I want to buy the cook a restaurant.”

Ted Lasso

Take My Whole Life Too by ItsClydeBitches - Rated G

Ted Lasso was the kind of man who taught NSYNC choreography for a going away party and bent his players into impossible positions just to say “Hi, Boss!” in the morning. He’d organized fearsome bets over darts, baked heavenly biscuits on the regular, and had requested at least two boxes from Nate Shelley’s niece, one of which still sat on a shelf in his office, despite the betrayal. Ted was also a passionate believer in what he referred to as “rom-communism,” all the trappings included. In retrospect, Trent should have known he’d go all out for Valentine’s Day.

9-1-1

Take Another Little Pizza My Heart by Phreakycat - Rated T

In which Buck helps Christopher with his Valentines for school, and discovers some things about himself. OR Buck is oblivious, but Eddie loves him anyway.

be my valentine by coupe_de_foudre - Rated G

“What sort of stupid joke is this, Buck?” Buck gapes, holding his hands up in mock-surrender. “Hey, I didn’t do this! I was driving.” (or Christopher gets sick of his dad and Buck being oblivious idiots and decides to help them out)

Stranger Things

Be My Valentine? by Sharpbutsoft (BuckysButt) - Rated T

“Aren’t you sick of me, yet?” Eddie asks, joint dangling precariously between two fingers. He’s stretched out on the floor of his bedroom. It’s this ritual he and Steve have been sharing for months now. Light some incense, order pizza, share a joint or three and give voice to the half-formed thoughts swirling round their heads. Eddie’s been balancing on the precipice of this conversation for longer than he’d care to admit. Exposing himself, pushing a boundary he knows better than to break. This thing with Steve, this delicate relationship, if you could even call it that. It still feels new, fresh. Fragile. And Eddie’s not known for handling these things with care. Smash first, ask questions later.

Cupid's One-Shot by DeadEyedGemini - Rated T

When Will Byers calls him up on a Saturday afternoon to invite him to come and play a surprise One-Shot at Gareth's house on Valentine's Day he doesn't really have a reason to say no, it's not like has a date or anything better to do. Imagine his surprise when he showed up to find that not only is Robin Buckley there to play but so is his long-time crush and friend, Steve Harrington. Soon it becomes apparent that everyone seems to be in on some secret that Eddie isn't aware of, but also that this one-shot might have an alternative motive than just being something to do on a Tuesday night.

cherry cordial by ShowMeAHero - Rated E

He’s staring down hard at his phone, scrolling aimlessly through Facebook without reading anything, when someone bumps into him. Whoever it is grabs the pole, their hands brushing against each other’s. Right in his ear, the guy says, “Fucking shit, you’re hot.” Eddie’s head jerks up, startled, and he meets the bright blue eyes of a man at least eight inches taller than him. The guy’s got a pink knit cap tugged down over his head and a spill of curls falling down from it, his glasses fogging up in the warmth of the train car. “What?” Eddie demands.

Supernatural

(un)attached by one_more_offbeat_anthem - Rated G

Three months after Chuck's defeat, Dean is spending his Valentine's Day eating spaghetti and making cards with Jack while his brother goes on a post-hunt vacation. And then Jack asks if he can make a card for Cas.

Bee my Valentine? by your_average_fangirl256 - Rated G

Valentine's Day Fluff.

Dean builds Cas a garden..and Cas proposes in it. There are Pie and Bees too.

Teen Wolf

Candy-Coated Roses by simplyambyy - Rated G

Holidays at work are always a festive time and Valentine’s Day is no exception. The entire building is covered in hearts and flowers while the front desk of every floor has a dish of Hershey’s kisses wrapped in red, pink, and silver foil. Stiles exits the elevator and makes his way towards his cubicle, smiling and murmuring greetings to his favorite co-workers on his way. For some reason, the twenty-six-year-old was in a pretty good mood and it might have to do with the cherry-flavored lollipop he knew was waiting for him at his cubicle. What Stiles isn’t expecting is the pile of roses and lollipops covering his desk space.

Craigslist Valentine by Triangulum - Rated E

The Craigslist ad had been because Peter had been wonderfully, spectacularly drunk. Reservations for the Palm are hard to get, even for someone like Peter, and he's had his name down for eight months. He refuses to waste it. If he hadn't been trashed on expensive pinot noir, he would have considered maybe inviting his best friend, Chris, or taking out a niece or nephew. But no, he'd been three sheets to the wind and decided that he needed to share his Valentine's Day dinner reservations with a random stranger. Or Peter refuses to let good dinner reservations go to waste just because his (ex)girlfriend cheated on him. He drunkenly makes a Craigslist ad to find a date, and Stiles answers.

Labyrinth (1986)

Valentine Revisions by Rayac - Rated M

As part of a cathartic exercise, Sarah is dared to prepare some unusual Valentines for the men of her past. She never planned on the Goblin King actually receiving his or that he would meet her revised expectations. But does he ever.

Star Wars

no place like home by ShowMeAHero - Rated G

“Anything else?” she asks, ringing up his coffees. The ding, ding-ding, ding, ding of the register’s buttons wakes Han up a little bit more. “Yeah,” he says, “I’ll have a pack of, uhh… Whatever’s cheapest.” He taps his blunt nails on the vinyl countertop. “And do you have those little, like— Those little cards kids give each other?” “Like, the little folding ones?” she asks him. “You realize that today is—” “Yeah, I’m aware."

Merlin

From the Heart by supercalvin - Rated G

In which Arthur gives Merlin gifts. “No.” Morgana shook her head, “No, see you don’t understand.” Morgana took him by the shoulder and pulled him close as if to divulge a secret. “Arthur Pendragon does not give good gifts. He is actually the worst gift-giver in all of England.” “Oh come on, the scarf isn’t that bad.” Merlin said, now kind of insulted for the piece of fabric. “Merlin, the scarf is perfect for you. It’s a good gift. Arthur doesn’t give good gifts.”

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If it’s possible two nsb reactions? Nsb reaction to you being a baddie and nsb reaction to you being a gamer god/godess/royalty. love your writing btw 💕

(sorry if I took a lot, hope you like anyways<3)

𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙞𝙧 𝙨/𝙤 𝙗𝙚𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖 𝙜𝙖𝙢𝙚𝙧🎮

PAIRING(S):: nsb x reader

GENRE(S):: soft/fluff, reaction, req

W.C:: 0.9k

WARNING(S):: none

NOT CHECKED TWICE

AU:: hi everyone im back!! Sorry for being dry, but i was on vacation and I’ve also done a few things so I didn't have so much time to post, sorry:// Anyways hope you enjoy! <3

🎮 | Oliver

So, Oliver doesn't play video games that much as the other ones do, but I don't think that would be a big deal if his s/o was a gamer. Of course he’d rather spend time with you as much as possible, so he might interrupt and distract you from your games, but I don’t think he’d turn it into a big problem, yk. “Babe can we go out?” “Babe i want your attention, you’ve been playing for 2 hours straight now” and ofc, as a good simp, you would stop playing and start giving attention to your boyfriend. He’s a really sweet guy, he would do anything for you, so when you’d ask him to play valorant with him, he’d hesitate at first but accept it. He looks so cute while sitting between your legs, with you behind him explaining and helping him with the game I'M SOBBING.

🎮 | Kane

Kane doesn't really mind, tbh. I think he’d just lay on his bed and watch anime till you’re done playing. Otherwise, he’d watch you playing and try to learn more from you. “OMG HOW DID U DO THAT” “Damn my girl is a pro AHAHA” bet he would say things like this. I think he’d also try to challenge you “We all know i am going to win, come on” then lose IM LAUGHING SO HARD PLS- as we all know, he hates losing even tho he always do LMAO so i think he’d get “mad” at you for laughing and making fun of the words the said earlier. Just know that everything has a consequence, so be ready for a revenge cuz this boy ain't letting you rest

🎮 | Justin

Oh lord, Justin won't leave you alone, especially after you started playing valorant. He’d ask you to play with him whenever you both are free, it’s so cute of him😭 “Fuck y/n did you train or something? How come you are beating me at killing??” He’d start bragging about how good you are at playing and this shit. Probably you would go to one of those computer cafeterias for some gaming date or to relax after watching a movie or sum. Just go play with him when u can, he loves to see your concentrate face while u play HE IS SO CUTE PLEASE

🎮 | Regie

He wouldn't believe you at first, but after you showed him your skills at playing valo, he immediately changed his mind. I dont think he plays valo that much, but Dota, so he’d probably ask you to play with him. If you dont know how to play it, he’ll teach you how to do it. Same as Oliver, but this time you are sitting on his legs while he leads your hands on the mouse and keyboard. You’d get excited because you are slowly learning and he cant help but giggle and smile while thinking about how cute you are. The urge to punch him for being so pretty and adorable damn it

🎮 | Ryan

So, as we know way too damn well, Ryan is a gamer, so bet he’d be more than happy to have a partner who’s too. He would ask you to join him to play valorant together. Ofc you’d play other games too, like Fall Guys or League of Legends, but he just finds it so cute how competitive you become while playing. You two would yell so loud that even the neighbors would come to your place to complain abt it LMAOAOAOAO DEF ME. It seems all cute but man don't be fooled by his rbf, ryan could get pissed if u win the game PLS💀💀 “Babe what’s wrong?” “Nothing sigh” you can clearly tell he is pissed so let him win the game so mf doesn't complain that much😭😭😭 He’d probably download and buy more games just for you to play together AWWW MY BABY

🎮 | Darren

As much as he likes playing video games, I don't think Darren plays that much tbh, but still he thinks it’s really cool that his s/o is a gamer. Like Justin, he’d probably go around and brag abt u being a gamer. Sometimes he’d look at you while playing, but usually he prefers lying down and putting his head on your tights while looking at his phone. BIG ASS HEAD BEING SO CUTE HELP After you are done playing he’d probably take you out for an ice cream or something. Make sure to give him a lot of attention tho, or mf will interrupt you in the middle of the game to kiss your lips fight me darren🤺

🎮 | Sebastian

Like Oliver and Darren, Seb doesnt play that much, maybe less than Darren, but still it doesnt bother him if you were a gamer. He’d let you play as much as you want, and while you do so, he’d work or watch Netflix. “What game is this? Oh I've never played it before, can I try?” such a cUTIEEEEE CRYING He can be annoying as HELL sometimes, but he just loves you a lot, and he wants to keep you as close as possible because you are his first partner (cap), or at least he considers you as it. He be trying to interrupt your game but fails miserably, like many Kane’s pranks😭😭😭 Sometimes you are too focused on your game, that you dont even notice that he went for a motorcycle ride like 2 hours ago 😭 PLEASE THIS IS SO ME💀💀

#north star boys #regie macalino #azngami #darren liang #justin phan #kane ratan #oliver moy #ryan nguyen #sebastian moy #fanfic #nsb rkive #nsb #reactions #nsb x reader #gender neutral fanfic #requested #gimme a boyfriend like ryan please im begging you #crying while writing this

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Rain Ghoul x Dewdrop Ghoul, Midwest Emo Ghouls AU

Rated: T

Word Count: 2.978k

Summary: Set in the Midwestern Emo Ghouls AU, Rain and Dew are trying to enjoy a nice game of pool when a preacher from a few towns over barges in and makes an unscrupulous bet. Rain teaches him a thing or two :)

Warnings/Tags: boys in love; possessive behavior (mildish, they just started dating like two weeks ago who can blame them), suggestive themes, implied/referenced cheating (NOT between raindrop!! the other guy in here is just a capital J Jerk), no beta we die like nihil, background ghouls/relationships

Author’s Note: *smacks fic* you can fit so much lore in here! i had a couple (literal) fever dreams about this raindrop fic after getting covid from a post-christmas pool hall expedition so..... the brainrot is incurable. enjoy, be well, and share what you can! special thanks to @herbal-quintessence for chatting with me about the AU and making me feel so welcome to share a few thoughts about them

additional disclaimer: this is about literal demons straight from hell and has absolutely nothing to do with the actual band members of Ghost

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Dew looks like he's glowing in the off-yellow lights that hang from the ceiling, his soft blonde hair glimmering while his head is tossed back in laughter. He had just sent another pool ball over the edge of the table, caught by Rain's quick reflexes before it could clatter to the ground.

“You know,” he smiled, rolling the striped ball back onto the worn green wool, “I thought you were kidding when you said you couldn't play pool.”

Dew laughed again.

“I didn't say I couldn't play, I said I was the worst.”

Rain chuckled, turning towards the bar.

“Hey Rory, can we get another round please? I'm gonna need it.”

“Two old fashioneds, one with extra cherries, coming right up.”

She smiled as Rain nodded, her bubblegum pink hair the brightest thing in the old bar.

“Fritter still on business?”

Dew had joined Rain's side, lacing their fingers together as Aurora mixed their drinks.

“Yeah, might just buy him out at this point. If I do that though, y'all will be saying goodbye to those old tables and icky lights. We need some color in here!”

She giggled as she added more cherries than were necessary to Rain's glass, setting them on the bar while he slid her a crisp bill.

They spent a bit of time at Cinders now that they were together together and Rain felt like he didn't have to worry about the cute bartender as much. As it turns out, he never really had to worry at all. Aurora was bubbly and flirty with everyone, and dating Swiss and Mountain, which his brain often forgot to remind him of in his moments of late night jealousy.

When Ifrit bought Cinders he didn't do much, just changed the name and a few lightbulbs. A few bar signs here, moved the pool tables there, but never quite got around to fixing the crack in the window above the heavy wooden door.

“Humans won't come by as often if it looks a bit run down,” he had shrugged, and no one could argue when they all knew he was right.

But sometimes he was wrong.

Rain was trying to show Dew how to properly rack the balls, a task he was certain could've been easier if Dew didn't make rack and ball jokes every three seconds.

“It's too easy,” Dew chortled, watching Rain's shoulders flex under his flannel as he rolled the triangular rack across the play field.

Rain was about to make a comment back about Dew being easy when the cold wind kicked in through the open door, a stranger walking into the beat up bar. Aurora greeted him pleasantly enough as Swiss stared him down from the shadows of a back table.

Mist and Zephyr looked over from their perch at a hightop, the man's human scent slowly filling the room. Rain and Dew shrugged it off, figuring he'd have a beer or two and be on his way. On the off chance a human did stumble into the bar, they typically had enough intuition to sense that something was just a little ‘off’ and never stayed long.

They instead went back to their game, chalking up their cues and chatting about nothing. Rain insisted Dew break this time, encouraging him with a good natured pat to the back before digging out one of the cherries in his glass and popping it in his mouth.

He watched Dew bend at the waist and carefully hold the cue between his fingers, his tongue sticking out the corner of his mouth in concentration.He settled his weight in his hips, mostly for Rain’s benefit but also because he thought it might help - breathed deeply, and struck the cue ball dead on.

His face broke into a huge grin when he watched the striped and solid balls roll around the table, four of them reaching the rails. Rain wiped cherry juice onto the bottom corner of his flannel before wrapping his hand around Dew’s shoulder, congratulating him with a little check of his own hips.

“I did that!” Dew was still smiling, overjoyed that all the balls stayed on the table this time, and he nailed a legal break.

“You did,” Rain smiled, faltering a touch when the man at the bar slid down to the corner, a little too close to be casual.

“Have a good teacher,” Dew purred, oblivious to the way the human was looking up and down his lithe body, eyes pausing a bit too long on the ripped back pocket of his skintight jeans.

“That was a great break for someone learning,” the stranger interjected, hand tight around his glass of pale beer.

Dew’s face was neutral, while Rain felt the corner of his lip start to quiver with a scowl.

“Thanks,” Dew said, snaking his fingers into the hand Rain held behind his back.

The man then turned to Rain, head tilted with a question. “Best way to learn is to watch a game, right? I’m a bit out of practice, but we could make a quickie of it.”

It was Rain’s turn to study the human, his neatly cropped hair and groomed stubble. He saw the imprint on his left hand, faded skin where a wedding band should be. Rain knew exactly what he was after, and there was no way he was going to get it. He squeezed Dew’s fingers before letting them go, crossing his arms over his chest.

“Sure. Keep this break, or start over?”

The man looked down the table, taking in the position of each ball.

“Well, he seems so proud. Let’s keep his work. I’m Michael, by the way, I preach a few towns over. Was driving through and needed a little break.”

Typical.

“I’m Damon,” Dew piped up, returning his cue to the stand and grabbing his drink before dragging a bar stool over so he could watch. “And this is… Richard.”

Rain turned to glance at him snickering into his glass, a perfect eyebrow nearly hitting his hairline. “Richard?” he mouthed silently, and Dew shrugged, feigning innocence and fishing the cherry out of his glass.

“Well Richard,” the human smiled, far past typical politeness, “why don’t we make the game a little more interesting for Damon, since he’s learning and all?”

Rain turned his attention back to the man, looking him up and down again.

“Depends. What do you want if you win?”

The man hummed, pretending to think about it, even though everyone in the small room could smell his intention from the moment he slunk down the bar.

“Perhaps I could buy that pretty little thing you’re with a drink or two, and then we’ll see where the night goes.”

Rain turned his head towards Dew, making sure the trail of purple Dew left up his neck that morning was visible under the bar lights. Dew shrugged, fully knowing Rain has never lost a game of pool in his entire time topside.

“Well, he seems alright with that.”

The man hummed, pleased. “And if you win?”

“I’ll come up with something reasonable, I’m sure.” Rain offered, his siren charm seeping out.

Filled with false confidence the man offered his sweaty palm in agreement, which Rain begrudgingly shook. He waited until the man had turned to wipe his palm hard against the front of his pants, shaking his head at Dew’s near silent laugh.

“Guests first,” Rain said with a tight smile, gesturing at the field.

Michael shrugged and lined up behind the cue ball, a loud snap echoing in the bar. The purple striped ball rolled into the corner pocket, and the man had the common sense to look surprised by sinking his first shot.

“Can’t believe that went in!”

Rain stifled his eye roll. It was an easy shot, Dew probably could have made it with the right encouragement.

Rain gestured for him to go again, watching him call a complicated show-off shot that the guy would most likely miss. He wanted to bounce off the rail and sink the striped orange ball, but shrugged it off when he scratched instead. Michael wandered his way over to Dew, pushing what would be considered a polite distance.

“That was a scratch, since I pocketed the cue ball. Now Richy here gets the ball in hand, and can shoot from wherever he wants.”

Dew had to take a deep breath through his nose, fighting every instinct he had to make a comment about how Rain was very familiar with the concept. Only a few weeks had passed since they decided to step across the friendship barrier and into something more, so, one could say that they’ve been making up for lost time.

Instead Dew focused on the way Rain walked around the table, rolling the white ball in his large hand. Dew could tell he was showing off a bit, his slender fingers wrapped around the cue, the way he appraised the table, surely making whatever secret calculations he always made when lining up for his shots. So it was a surprise then, when Rain paused next to Dew, taking a sip of Dew’s drink before nodding his head towards the table.

“Which ball should I sink?”

Dew hummed, tapping his fingers on his thigh.

“Well, he’s stripes so you want the solid ones. Mmm,” Dew paused, scanning the table. “Maybe the orange one?”

He pointed at the ball already on the edge of the far pocket, and Rain nodded in agreement.

“Good choice, he should be embarrassed if he doesn’t nail that,” Michael smiled, squeezing Dew’s shoulder.

Rain bristled as he dropped the cue ball onto the table, making a show of lining himself up.He could just rip Michael’s arm off his body, but embarrassing him felt more fun.Dew was watching, intently, the way he flexed his fingers around the stick, loosening his grip as he rolled his wrist to line himself up. The path to the ball he was taking was unnecessarily difficult, so he called the shot out loud to make sure the intention was clear. Dew watched him breathe and settle his hips, eyes following the snap to watch the orange ball tip into its named pocket.

Dew smiled, nodding in encouragement as Rain studied the play field once more. He could watch this all day, the way his eyes traced the paths of possibility across the field, trying to determine the quickest way to win. Rain often pulled at his lower lip when he was concentrating and it was cuter with his fangs, but was still adorable now. He watched him tip his head, no doubt showing off the line of bruises that ran the column of his neck, and much, much lower.

Dew had to snap himself out of it before he did something regrettable, settling back into the bar stool and finishing his drink.

“Oh, I’ll take that for you,” Michael offered, letting his fingers touch Dew’s for longer than necessary before he turned to the bar.

“What a gentleman,” Dew mumbled, watching Rain’s eyes get darker with each passing moment. He blew him a quick kiss, watching Rain catch it before pretending to lick his palm, running it along the stick a few times before Michael turned back around.

Rain smirked, finding a shot that nearly mimicked Michael’s failed attempt from before. Dew watched him nod to himself, using his long pointer finger to plot the course he needed to take. He moved around the table, gripping the edge, getting himself lined up in confirmation.

“Yeah, blue, left center pocket.”

Michael scoffed, and Dew shoved his hands under his thighs to keep his claws from coming out. He loved the way Rain’s brows furrowed as he breathed into the shot, aiming true. One cue ball, off the rail, skirting by the eight to tap the blue exactly where it needed to go, left center pocket. When Rain stood he ran his hand through his ruffled hair, eyeing the table for his next call.

“You’re pretty good there,” Michael said low, taking a long drink of his beer.

“Didn’t say I wasn’t,” Rain stated blandly, sipping his own drink. Dew swore he could see Rain’s skin burning from across the table, knowing he didn’t like how close this human was standing, although he couldn’t blame him. He knew Rain could end the game in six more shots, but he also knew that sometimes, Rain liked to play with his food.

It was on his next shot that Rain missed, purposely, as far as Dew could tell, leaving the cue ball in a difficult position for Michael to make any shots. Rain shrugged and slipped another cherry into his mouth, chewing slowly while making his way back to Dew’s side.

“You’re so hot,” Dew whispered, leaning into Rain.

Rain hummed, pulling another cherry from the glass and pressing it to Dew’s lips. He parted happily, chewing the sweet fruit with a smile. Really, how many had Aurora put in there? Dew took the glass from Rain’s hand and swirled his finger around the ice cube, licking it clean while Mitch or whatever his name was tried to work out a shot.

“Got me cornered here bud,” Michael joked, looking over his shoulder to find Rain shrugging nonchalantly.

“Not like I could do that on purpose.”

Dew bit back a snicker and Rain moved to lean on the table, knuckles pressing into the wood. Michael was taking aim, grumbling under his breath when he landed a solid ball into a nearby pocket.

Rain smiled and made quick work of a stripe. “Gotta keep it fair, yeah?”

Dew watched him wait patiently while Michael pocketed another ball before missing on his second shot, giving the field back to Rain.

Rain made quick work of two more shots, missing the third when his hand slipped watching Michael rest his palm on Dew's knee. A deep rumble filled his chest and the bar, a low enough frequency that the human never would have heard it.

Dew moved in his chair, crossing one knee over the other, sagging with relief when Michael pulled his hand away. Rain quickly returned to his side, resting the cool weight of his palm on Dew's warm thigh. It grounded both of them, let them breathe in each other's calming scents while Michael tried, and failed, to sink another shot.

How he thought he would ever win a pool bet was beyond Rain, but he supposed he could briefly admire the man's audacity. Only humans were so bold.

“You wanna get out of here?” Rain asked Dew quietly, fingers playing with the corner of his flannel.

Dew nodded, briefly leaning his head on Rain's shoulder with an affectionate rumble.

Rain returned to the table, shifting his weight between his legs while he studied.

“Red ball, left corner,” Rain stated, clicking his stick against the table.

Michael scoffed. “From where?”

Rain looked at him sideways.

“My apologies. Red ball, left corner, double bank from right and far center rails.”

“Sure, bud.”

Rain winked at him, settling into position. And when the cue ball followed his exact path and tipped the red ball in, Rain was certain he could have sunk the eight into Michael's mouth next with how far it was hanging open.

Rain flipped his hair to the side as lined up for his last shot, and Dew couldn't help but lick his lips at the sight of his bruised skin. It was far from the first time he saw it that night, but every time he caught sight of the marks his stomach filled with butterflies, a reminder that Rain was his.

His.

He turned his attention back to the game to watch Rain call his final shot, sinking the eight ball with a frightening level of precision. When he stood the human offered him a few claps, nodding up and down.

“Figure out what you want? Since you won and all.”

Dew could hear that the man was a little bitter, his prospects blown by his incredibly hot boyfriend's hidden talent for pool.

Rain set his cue on the stand and turned, appearing to be deep in thought. When he breathed in Dew felt the air change, suddenly chilly as he sucked in warm moisture coming from the radiators.

“I want you to run,” Rain smiled, slowly letting small parts of his glamor drop away, the tips of his fangs falling first.

Michael stammered.

“You want me to… what?”

Rain leaned over the pool table, braced by his hands. His fangs were fully showing now, and his horns were visible in the shadow he cast against the wall. The air around the table got colder and colder, Rain absorbing the warmth with every breath. .

“You heard me. Run.”

Michael screeched out to the Christian god before turning and bolting out of the bar, Rain and Dew nearly doubling in laughter at the sounds of his car peeling away.

“That was mean, Rainy,” Aurora laughed from the bar, drying glasses and setting them on the shelf.

“Maybe he'll think twice next time.”

Dew hummed, hopping down from his chair to press into Rain's back, his arms wrapped around him in a firm hug.

Rain squeezed his hand over Dew's.

“Richard, huh?”

“Yeah, you know the nickname for Richard right?”

Rain stared ahead blankly, having a feeling he was about to be the butt of another one of Dew's jokes.

He snickered, resting his head on Rain's back.

“Dick.”

“You're insufferable,” Rain sighed, long suffering though good natured. “Let's go home.”

“I know. I love you too.”

They left hand in hand, giggling the whole way back to Dew's place, promises made between them to call a realtor in the morning and to finish packing.

Rain's apartment wasn't going to list itself, and the town could always use a few more ghouls.

#raindrop #midwest emo ghouls au #rain ghoul #dewdrop ghoul #the band ghost fanfic #i know there are many other midwest emo ghoul au enjoyers out there so i hope this finds you because tagging people directly scares me <3 #is my little brainworm that phantom moves in to rain's old apartment?? absolutely yes #midwest emo ghouls

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kerubimcrepin · 3 months

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Episode 39 - The Love Killer

AKA the yandere dogboy episode. Yippie!

I CAN'T DO THIS ANYMORE. To bring back the meme:

God won't let me die...

The translation is not finished because I do not give a fuck, but here is where I stopped. I doubt anyone else will give a fuck either, considering it's just a keysmash.

He's never beating those japanese-coded allegations.

Silly aprons are a family tradition.

I wonder if this is where Kerubim lived considering he, like... didn't have a house. Or a family.

Oh my god, the shitty magical merchant guy had a shitty magical merchant mom.

I see claws on a catboy and my brain turns off. Kill me.

You can't be talking like that, Ouginak baby. Btw the can says "fish".

KERUBIM LIKES TO COOK. SEE? I TOLD YOU. I TOLD YOU. He's an Amaknean boy, like Yugo. And he's cooking crepes!

Though, he's... bad at it.

Presented without commentary.

Do not be making that face while in the same litter box as Keke, oh god.

Ecaflips use litterboxes confirmed.

UNDERAGE DRINKING REAL.

I bet Kerubim is the one who buys bamboo milk for the gang. He can probably pass for a very short ecaflip man, instead of a teenage boy.

People reading my blog talking about it be like: this is scary, downright creepy.

Also, whatever I imagine happened between Kerubim and Atcham is also scary. Even downright creepy.

The Astrubian lake tower, my beloved.

Somehow, despite being a boy, Kerubim has managed to have two evil adolescent girl friendships that end in your friend (who is a tar pit) sending you messages saying that she will "kill you with a knife" the next time she sees you at school. (One with Patafiks, and another with his literal brother.) This too, is feminism.

I like to think that while in the orphanage, he had to break up like this with Atcham too. Like "I know we're brothers, but um. uh. I don't want to be seen with you anymore. I mean—— you get beat up constantly, and people hate you, and then they hate me when you're nearby. Which is a bummer. Also you threaten everyone too much after they beat you up, and it's stressful. And I can't take it anymore... We can still be friends though,, haha."

I like to think Atcham's response was "I AM GOING TO KILL MYSSSELF AND IT WILL BE YOUR FAULT." or something. I like to imagine he had that ~mentally ill child~ style flair for the dramatic at that age. I like to think they were both awful to one another.

Another thing I like to think to myself, is that Atcham got kicked from the orphanage and ended up in Brakmar, and the reason he got kicked out is stabbing someone. Perhaps Keke, during some argument, — or perhaps someone else, in retaliation to whatever bullying he was going through. And that Kerubim was scared shitless of him by the end.

I just think it's a fun thought.

Basically, if that Ruby girl, Patafiks, and Atcham smoked weed together in a Bad Mentally Ill Bitches Obsessed With Revenge Club, Pangaea would reform.

Since this is already an Atcham headcanon heavy blogpost, I will say, I think using The Love Killer on Atcham would have fixed his every single problem.

Sadly, Kerubim has spent his entire life under the impression that Atcham actually hates him, whereas in actuality, whatever the fuck is happening, is 20 times funnier.

After a single minute of prodding by Joris he switches to therapyspeak and goes "well i need SOMEONE to be mad at. it's like a coping mechanism. if i need to be mad at something, it might as well be kerubim. because he's there. 😥"

It's interesting that with Patafiks and his ecaflip friends it took a second for them to hate him enough to cut all ties.

It's also interesting that this doesn't happen to Simone: Julie and her were on a bad date, but they were on it for a long time. And, Kerubim and Joris were haters for her, but all they could manage is some cleaning complaints.

Basically: Perhaps it can't ruin bonds that are very deep or genuine as fast? An enchantment meant to test the sincerity of a bond, gone awry? Or maybe I'm reading too much into this.

Flash frame!

As I've said in the previous blogposts: I really do think that Kerubim has a crush on Simone. Not in any creepy way — she's just the type of woman he's always liked, — headstrong and stylish, like Lou!

It's very cute. I am a big fan of friendships with one-sided crushes in media, especially when it's not awkward, or pointed out often, (the only exception being Dipper's whole Wendy-shtick in Gravity Falls. I think it was a pretty cool portrayal of the concept, despite being awkward), — because that's a very human thing that we can't really control, y'know?

It makes their friendship much more wholesome to me, personally.

Man. I love this show. And this silly old man. Even though he did fuck up superbly with the whole raising Joris thing.

#ep39 #ro liveblogs dofus #dofus #wakfu #krosmoz

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cutiedwaekki · 7 months

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mr policeman ♡

— hey mister policeman i don't want no trouble

Changbin x Seungmin

summary : Where a Changbin overwhelmed by work follows the recommendations of his colleague Seungmin. But should he have?

contain : weight gain , weight gain denial , mention of thight clothes , button popping , public humiliation (?) , police AU

A/n : GUYS I'M FINALLY ON HOLIDAY YESS and my arms is a bit better now so here is a long awaited fic that I had in my drafts ♡

Enjoy ♡

☆ミU^ェ^U☆ミ

—I fucking told my mom I'd be there tonight. She's gonna kill me. muttered the brunette as she filled out the paperwork they'd assigned him.

The District 9 police station seemed quiet, but it was full of officer just as passionate about their thirst for justice as they were about their work.

It's very simple: here, Seo Changbin, inspector, had to fill in the case file 143, since Jeongin, who was in charge of the case with him, had broken his arm by chasing the criminal.

The poor man was so stressed, and his poor mother kept sending him messages to make some blind dates for him. In fact, it was another date he'd missed that evening.

—Sunbae, you seem tense, are you okay? Asked then asked his colleague and office neighbor Seungmin.

The two of them had a Tom and Jerry kind of relationship, always bickering, but caring for each other only when things got really bad.

— Oh, it's nothing, but between my mother, the work I have to manage on top of Jeongin's chores and my neighbors who fuck every night, I think it'll be a miracle if I don't throw him in the Han River by the end of the week. The brunette massaged his temple , causing his friend to chuckle, and as if a light bulb had gone on above his head, he suggested something. I've got a good stress reliever I bet that could help. No sooner had he said this than Changbin turned his full attention to him. When I finish a file or feel I need it, I eat a praline, which motivates me to finish quickly and get my fix.

Changbin wasn't convinced, but no sooner had he mentioned it than Seungmin shoved a handful of pralines into his mouth, leaving Changbin to macerate them before swallowing. The sweet taste of the caramel that coated the peanut was a delight, an unimaginable sweetness, it was as if all his problems had vanished.

— See ? It works! exclaimed Seungmin proudly. Yes, I admit it, where did you buy them? Changbin asked curiously.

Seungmin simply smiled wryly, at least he had helped his friend to get better and was no longer preoccupied with his files or the messages his mother had sent telling him that Yeri's appointment was waiting for him.

☆ミU^ェ^U☆ミ

— And another box finished, it's time for what? Praline time. The brunette seemed to have acquired the happy habit of grunting an praline ever since Seungmin had told him about it. He wasn't going to admit it, but from the first day he'd gone to bought some directly, he'd only taken one packet, thinking that given his stress, one would be enough. But when after two days the whole pack was emptied without a single crumb, he went back to the store and took a stock so he'd never run out.

Because yes, one praline was never enough, you needed at least one pignet to get the taste in your mouth, like a lollipop that you suck until there's nothing left.

But is eating so much hard-boiled caramel-coated kosher good for your health when you spend eight hours a day sitting on a chair, doing administrative work to replace your colleague? Definitely not. And although Changbin was a really atheletic, muscular guy, the lack of exercise and time was starting to show. After all, if he had to manage on the runway and go to dates that in 99% took place at the restarant, no wonder he put on weight.

His figure was still just as toned, well, you could still see his broad shoulders, his big arms, but added to that bulging cheeks, a prominent belly to which were added love handles so big they fell to the sides of his uniform and an ass so round and juicy that Seungmin could have sworn he'd seen it wedged into his seat once.

But let's get back to the story. Changbin euphorically swallowing his praline fist

— one praline for this case, another because Changbinie wrote over 200 words, another for-

— Changbin-nim ... about pralines ...

—oh they are sweets fallen from the sky

— yes surely but how to say ... you look quite ... fat

Changbin almost choked on a praline as he glared at hil. How dare he call him fat, he wasn't, uh?

After a few long seconds of trying to sit up, catch his breath after that effort and eat another praline, he pointed at Seungmin. You ... how dare you call him fat, this is a place of work an not a recreation center.

But Seungmin wasn't even offended by these words, he just smirked, concluding with As you wish.

But honestly, Seungmin would be lying if he said this new Changbin didn't trigger something in him. After all, he'd always found him attractive and had already openly asked him out for a drink after work, but it had never gone any further. But now ... ... he found him seductive, sexy and hot as hell.

How could he resist?

☆ミU^ェ^Uミ

—Yes and so in case to this folder I thought- Hey oh Felix are you listening?

-Shh look, Changbin's trying to get out of his chair but he can't it's so cute

Effectively , in the meantime and from eating other bags of pralines, Changbin had put on even more weight, going from a muscular, athletic body to a simple ball of fat, so fat that he'd been on the official administrative charge ever since chase with a crimminal went wrong.

His belly was so massive that you could see it through his shirt, it was so big that it was always resting on his knees. His chest, which he often flaunted with pec movements, had also rounded out and looked bigger than a C or even a D cup . But the biggest thing was still his ass, still round and juicy, shaking with every step he took, now he couldn't take a step without waddling, letting his whole body shake from the shock of his body weight.

But did Changbin seem to notice? No, not so much as to stop his addiction to pralines or to waddle away, as he'd gone from tons of dates to almost none at all. Anyway, he didn't mind, he loved the peace and quiet now.

—Wow, we've got to get this on film. When Jeongin sees it later, he'll be hallucinating.

—Changbin-ah do you need help? Felix asked politely, amused by the scene.

-N-No .. hff... i-i'm fine and finally after an umpteenth effort to get his ass out of the seat, he'd managed to do it, he was both proud and surprised to see that half the office had their eyes on him, the former jock turned to a pig.

—What, do I have something on my face? But the only response he got was from Seungmin, who discreetly pointing his shirt. Indeed, all his efforts had led to his blouse giving way at the seams and popping a few buttons in the process. Come one Sunbae, I'll help you find a solution Seungmin walked over to him and led him to the shop where he hoped to find a solution.

☆ミU^ェ^U☆ミ

Seungmin offered one of the district's XL jackets, which was often lying around for those who had a clothing problem.

I mean, it's mostly when someone get a a coffee stain, but rippint his shirt to the only strength of his fatty body was a first

—Am I fat? Changbin asked, visibly confused, the only one not yet aware of it.

— honestly... yes, you are huge

But Changbin swallowed his saliva, his ego had just taken a hit and now I understood why Mum wouldn't give me a date anymore. Nobody wants to date a pig

—If you think like that, then yes. Changbin looked up at him, confused. His puzzled look denoted Seungmin's confident face.

So confident that he approached him and placed a kiss on his lips.

—If you're looking for someone who wants to date this pig, call me.

Seunglin so left without saying a word

Changbin was perplexed and impressed by what had happened in the last few minutes.

Wait-

Seungmin was asking him out?

#weight gain #my fic #my fics #kinktober 2023 #skz chubby

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illfoandillfie · 5 months

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after Javi moves back to Texas, betting your friends that you can get the infamous man’s number at the bar, but getting a lot more

Blurb Advent 2023: Day 10

Another great prompt! Hopefully I've done it justice

Warnings: suggestive themes and talk of sex but nothing explicit, minimal editing.

The first Friday night of the month meant it was girl’s night out. You and your best friends would get dressed up, head out, and drink and dance until the early hours of the morning. In the past you’d all used it as a chance to find hook ups but things had changed a little since both Katrina and Larissa had actually met guys worth dating. It left you as the only single one but they both acted as your wingwomen, helping you pick out the best of the club goers to flirt with. But, tradition stated that the night should always begin at a small local bar, a little on the seedy side but not too gross. It catered to a different clientele than the clubs you’d head to later so it was rare to meet anyone there who you might want to pick up, but the drinks were reasonably priced and you could get a plate of fries or wings if you wanted to fill up a little. If you were lucky there’d be one or two men you could make eyes at across the room or convince to buy you a drink, help you get into the groove of flirting and give you a little confidence injection before you moved onto the big leagues. But it wasn’t often you were lucky.

“No hotties here tonight,” you sighed, reaching for your quarter full glass. “Hey that one guy who offered to buy you a drink was kind of cute,” “You just think that cause he’s your boyfriend’s twin.” There was laughter round the table as Katrina nodded guiltily. “Don’t worry Y/N, we’ll get you laid. Although I still think you should give that guy you work with a chance.” “Ugh no, too awkward. I want to meet someone the old fashioned way – grinding on them to club music and only learning their name aftrer we’ve fucked.” You all laughed again and fell into a conversation about where you’d head once you’d finished your drinks. But you quickly stopped listening. Your eyes had been drawn to the door as someone new arrived. He headed straight for the bar and you watched him sit down and order, a bottle of beer placed in front of him. “Well hold on girls, things might have just changed.” You nodded towards the man who was looking around the place. You got the impression he was new to the area. “Isn’t that that Peña guy?” Katrina said, shooting a look at Larissa. “No way, Javier Peña? is he back?” “Yeah arrived a couple of weeks ago, doesn’t look like he has any plans to leave from what I’ve heard.” You had no idea who Javier Peña was, but you did know he was hot. “You can do better,” Katrina said with a shake of her head, her disapproval evident. You looked over to the bar again, “I bet his moustache would feel good between my thighs.” Larissa laughed and Katrina shot her a look. “He’s a dick Y/N. Everyone says so.” “Yeah,” Larissa added reluctantly, “Apparently he’s a total womanizer.” “I don’t mind if he wants to womanize me for a night.” At the look Katrina gave you, you snorted and added, “Am I the only one with eyes here? He’s fucking hot.” “He left someone at the alter.” “Do I look like I want to get married?” “I heard he’s been with hundreds of women, and half of them he paid.” “That sounds like an exaggeration,” you rolled your eyes, “But even if it’s true, a hundred women can’t be wrong.” “No way, you cannot be into him still,” Katrina laughed, “He’s totally infamous for being a man slut.” “Stop selling him I’m already interested,” you laughed, waving aside her arguments.

“Can you help me out here?” Katrina shot at Larissa who’s spent most of the back and forth laughing and egging you each on. “Oh sure,” she turned to you, “What makes you think you could even pull him?” “Excuse me?” “Don’t encourage her,” Katrina pleaded. “You heard me.” “Um, bitch! Have you seen me?” “Why don’t we finish up here and find a club instead?” “Oh stop worrying, Trina. He sounds like the harmless sort of sleaze.” “No one’s leaving. Except me. I’m gonna go to that bar and get his number.” “I don’t think you will but good luck.” “Alright lets make this interesting.” “Seriously guys?” Katrina threw up her hands in exasperation. “I like the way you think Y/N. Alright, loser has to buy the winner’s drinks for the rest of the night.” “You’re so on.” Katrina just sighed.

When you got to the bar you stood close to where Javier was, pushed yourself up on your toes and leaned on the counter to order a new drink. You hoped it would draw attention to the short length of your dress. And it paid off because out of the corner of your eye you saw him turn to look at your ass before he slid some money across the bar and announced your drink was on him. You smiled sweetly, “Thank you, that’s awful kind. Are you new around here? Don’t think I’ve seen youround before.” “Not new. But it’s been a while.” You were pleased you had an in and began making polite chit chat finding out he’d been in Colombia, asking if it was as nice as everyone said. After about a minute he stopped you, “We don’t have to play this game.” “Umm, what game?” “I know I have a certain reputation around these parts. The way I left, of course I do. But let’s just call a spade a spade. You wanna come back to mine?” You were entirely taken aback. His forwardness was not at all what you’d expected, nothing like what you were used to. But he was right, that’s what you wanted. You would have settled for his number to win your bet but the minute he’d walked in you’d wanted more. “Well?” “Give me a minute to tell my friend’s I’m leaving and then I’m yours.”

#my writing #my blurbs #blurb advent 2023 #javier pena x reader #javi pena imagine #gonna go ahead and apologise skfksjfkfjf idk that i really wrote javi particularly well/in character #like maybe he comes off a little more jack 🤷‍♀️#idk its been a hot minute since i watched narcos or read any javo fics

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c0ffinshit · 2 years

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May Loving You Be The Death of Me (Ernst Toller x Reader) Part Two

Part One

A/N: hi folks! my writer’s block has been pulling holes in my writing plans (cue the captian jack sparrow joke) and i might take a hiatus (KEYWORD: MIGHT) because of it. please continue to send it your requests and asks but just know it might take awhile to see it. love you all xx !!!

word count: 1,011

warnings: fleabag core, a bit of smoking, romantic tension, cute awkward, he’s a real sweetheart, GUYS THEY KISS IN THIS ONE

Before you knew it, the day was finally here. The Reverend was coming to your smallish apartment to have dinner with you. Everything was as perfect as you could make it. Buying candlesticks and making the meal from scratch. The only thing that wasn’t perfect was outside. Snow and ice covered the roads, which made you worry that maybe he wouldn’t show up. Sure you’ve lived in the worst weather, and you bet he has too, but this was still a cause of concern. This was your first date in a while; you couldn’t mess up your chances. You think it was your fault you never really set up a time to meet with him. The hot air from your A/C blew into the room. Suddenly, a text from your roommate appears on your phone’s screen. You told her to stay in her room for the time being for my date, which she begrudgingly agreed to do.

Is ur date here yet? I wanna a snack bby

Jesus, can this girl type naturally? You quickly typed a reply:

Not yet. I’ll get you something from the fridge.

You get up to get anything edible from the fridge; the doorbell finally rings. Unsurprisingly, you went to the door, completely forgetting about your roommate. Taking a deep breath, you open it to reveal a nervous Ernst Toller. With a long black turtleneck and black pants, you didn’t really expect anything more from a man you’ve only seen in his uniform.

“Wow,” he said, “you look amazing,”

Your cheeks glow a light pink. A smile runs across your face.

“That’s the nicest thing anyone has ever said to me,” you said, inviting him in.

His blue eyes looked around your apartment, admiring every slight detail. You guided him to your dinner table, which felt more bedside than dining.

“I’m glad you showed up; I didn’t want to eat dinner with my roommate while crying.” you laughed.

A low chuckle escaped his mouth. His laugh was music to your ears.

“Well, I’m glad I made it,” he said with a smirk.

Seeing even his smirk in your direction sent myriad butterflies to your stomach. He made you feel things that you never wanted to face in your life. You’ve heard stories of women and men alike fucking, falling in love with priests and pastors. All the stories end differently, ones where they feel the same and others who will tell you that “it’ll pass.” But in all your years on this earth. You’ve never heard of a woman or; a man falling madly in love with a Reverend. You sat awkwardly for a long while, eating your food in silence, occasionally looking at each other and smiling. He didn’t seem like the small talk type. You always hated minuscule conversations to get through something. So pointless. A short time later, Ernst breaks the silence:

“Would you mind going for a walk with me?’ placing the fork neatly on the plate.

You look through my apartment’s undersized window. The snow was still coming down, albeit much slower than before. Ernst continues to wait for your answer.

“I wouldn’t mind it at all. In fact, I’d love to,”

His eyes lit up as he got up from his chair and got his thick coat. He seemed more excited than you were. You loved the outdoors, but you hate the cold that is commonly seen paired with it. But despite it all, you got on my coat and took hold of his hand, the only warmth between you. You locked the door to my apartment and headed out. When you finally got outside, you pulled out a cigarette box from your pocket.

“Hey, you got a light?” you asked, pulling out a smoke.

He looks over at you, pulling a Zippo lighter from his coat.

“Thanks,” you take the lighter from him and light up my cigarette.

“I didn’t know you smoke,” he said, putting the time you had together to good use.

You take another hit and hand him his lighter back.

“Well, there is a lot you don’t know about me,” he takes the lighter into his hand and places it back into his pocket.

You was nervous beyond reason. Maybe it was for a ridiculous reason you didn’t know. You wanted to be so close to the Reverend that his body phased into yours. You began your walk near the park next to your apartment building. Your mouths filled with words as you talked about your shared history in Snowbridge. What your parents were like growing up and various things like that. Then, you came to a weird realization.

“Shut up! You did not go to the same high school as me,” you said playfully, finally putting out your cigarette.

He nods his head, “No, I definitely remember seeing you in the halls and thinking you were the strangest girl I had ever seen,”

Ernst holds your other hand as you laughed the hardest you ever had. You assume praying that you don’t keel over and die. With your hand still enclosed in his, you wipe your tears away.

“You know, you do look amazing tonight,” he said, bringing you closer.

Your body was finally getting what it wanted, touch.

“Thank you, you look great too,” you said.

He let go of your hands, wrapped them around your shoulders, and pulled you into a hug.

“I like you,” you whispered into his shoulder, your hands pressing into his back.

His breath on your neck, “I like you too,” his voice quiet and small.

His fingers gently played with your hair.

“May I ask you something (Y/N)?” he asked, his head moving from your shoulder to your eyes.

That was the first time he had said your name in your shared time together. Your heart pounded as you nodded.

“Can I kiss you–”

As soon as he said it, your lips were placed on his. His kiss was sweet, gently pulling you even closer to his body.

You pull away, “I thought you’d never ask,”

#first reformed #ernst toller x reader #ernst toller #ethan hawke x reader #ethan hawke

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