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ofliterarynature · 7 months

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AUGUST 2023 WRAP UP

[ loved liked okay no thanks DNF (reread) bookclub*]

I’m late I’m late I’m late! Oops

It’s only a month late, right? ‘Only’ lol, work has been exhausting! Anyways:

At this point I wonder if Ann Leckie can ever do wrong, Translation State was good! I was completely enthralled, which is all I ask, even if I don’t get as passionate about it as the main trilogy.

I continued the KJ Charles reading, with these supposed stand alones that are also kind of related? Honestly it’s no less of a stretch than Society of Gentlemen to Lilywhite Boys, so I don’t know why she can’t officially list them together. Anyways, mostly fine, and Band Sinister is still a delight!

Camp Damascus…I’m thrilled for Chuck, really, and I think he’s a delight to follow, but this one wasn’t for me. Religious trauma is turning out to be a hard no.

Ocean’s Echo was good! In some ways I definitely thought it was better than Winter’s Orbit - miscommunication is the worst I’m sorry, this story was more consistently engaging! I just like the characters from WO a bit more.

Chrestomanci! I’ve been going by the suggested reading order on Goodreads, and while I wasn’t particularly enthused by Charmed Life, once I had a grasp on the world the other books have been fun! Im very sad this might be my last DWJ, as I seem to have exhausted my library’s collection of her audiobooks :(

Grimoire of Grave Fates had a really interesting premise that lured me in, despite my reservations - an anthology where all the stories work together to solve the mystery of a murder at a magic boarding school? I thought it worked fairly well (and could definitely spin itself out into a series of novels), but just ok for me. Maybe one day I’ll finally concede I can’t read YA or boarding school books anymore.

Q’s Legacy was the last (I think) of the 84 Charing Cross Road books, and honestly the worst. It had its interesting moments, but it lacked the cohesion of the other two, speed,-running the before and during of those stories, to then spend the second half on the adaptations. It was not at all what the descriptions led me to expect. Maybe worth a single read but not a revisit.

I will also be honest, I didn’t really like the first Veronica Speedwell! The plot felt a bit contrived, and Veronica was so blunt as to almost read as rude or mean. Also very unexpectedly…clinically horny? Does that make sense? I’m not quite sure what prompted me to continue, but I’m now several books in and enjoying it! To be blunt myself, the historic setting is just set dressing, the plots can feel contrived, the mysteries are mediocre, but the real draw is the Veronica and Stoker show once they get themselves settled in and comfortable with each other. It’s a hoot.

I’d heard good things about The Art of Prophecy, but I still didn’t know quite what to expect going in. It was wonderful. Maybe a little long, but if you’re looking for a fantastic fantasy with lots of fight sequences, no romance, and some fascinating characters, this is a great read. The sequel comes out soon and I can only hope it doesn’t take as long for my library to get the audiobook as it did for this one.

I don’t know where I first found An Enchanted April, but it’s been on my TBR for a little bit, and I thought it would be the perfect fit for my classics challenge I gave myself this year! It wasn’t what I expected at all - it’s entirely character driven and very focused on their flaws, and the entire first half I thought I was going to hate it. But the second half, there’s a twist, almost, born of some very naïve optimism that nonetheless works out. Very improbably, but I was happy for them, you funky little weirdos.

What can I say about The Angel of the Crows except that it is still very good! It’s maybe lost a little of the shine it held when I got obsessed with it for a few months last year, but it is definitely now one of my comfort books. I really ought to read more canon Holmes though lol.

The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo was, to be fair, one of my suggestions for book club. It was OK, but there were definitely parts that really did not work for me, the frame narrative in particular. The other members of the club really liked it but I don’t have any plans to read more of the authors work.

I’m almost tempted to put The Last Sun last just so I can yell more. I’d heard such good things about this series, but turns out my expectations were a bit skewed - it is not historical or secondary fantasy world, oops. So we got off to a bit of a rough start, not to mention all of the Capital Words. Not usually a good sign. And while I still wouldn’t say I love the worldbuilding necessarily, or that these are the next great work of fantasy, the action is really great, and the characters are flipping fantastic. You’ve got a pair of 30 year olds who are bad ass fighters, have a traumatic past, are immature assholes, can be so so kind, and accidentally adopt a posse of troubled teenagers? Sign me up, I love them, this reminds me so much of my days reading tons of Teen Wolf fanfic AUs.

My history with 2 AM At the Cat's Pajamas is that they cannot stop recommending this thing on the Book Riot podcasts. When I found a copy at Goodwill, I thought surely it’s meant to be! Well. It was not bad, but it was not great. I don’t know. It just wasn’t for me and I will not be keeping my copy. I probably should have DNF’d it, but I continued in hope.

Only one actual DNF this month though, The Mistress of Bhatia House - the newest Perveen Mistri book. I was actually fairly excited for it despite my reservations about the earlier books, but I hit a mental roadblock with this one. There was some contrived feeling tension with her sister-in-law, but really, I realized that one of my main problems with this series is that, despite being in a very precarious social position, Perveen is just incredibly reckless - usually in the name of doing good! - but it just hit all the wrong nerves at the moment. I’m hoping there will be a better time to read this, but not right now.

#bec posts #2023 #book log #wrap up 2023 #translation state #kj Charles #camp Damascus #oceans echo #chrestomanci #diana wynne jones #the grimoire of grave fates #helene hanff #Veronica speedwell #the art of prophecy #the enchanted April #the seven husbands of evelyn hugo #tarot sequence #the last sun #2 am at the cats pajamas

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tarotwithavi · 1 month

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Your future lover : first meeting

How to choose a pile?

Close your eyes and take a deep breath and ask the angels to show you the right pile for you and open your eyes. The first pile that catches your attention is the right pile for you.

This is a general reading. Only take what resonates and leave the rest.

MASTERLIST

PAID SERVICES

I will be writing from their perspective as a scene.

Pile 1

As I sat in the room, fiddling with my phone, boredom settling heavy on my shoulders, the door creaked open. My eyes darted towards the sound, and there she was - the sister of my friend, the one I'd only heard about in passing. "Man you look like you haven't slept in a year" my friend said mockingly. "Sleep is not an option when you seek academic validation" She said sarcastically, her hair in disarray, clad in mismatched pajamas. But there was something captivating about her, a rawness that drew me in. I couldn't tear my gaze away as she clumsily made her way across the room, seemingly unaware of her disheveled appearance and my presence. Suddenly her eyes, tired yet filled with a spark of curiosity, met mine briefly before she looked away, a faint blush coloring her cheeks.

In that moment, I realized that she was unlike anyone I'd ever met. There was an authenticity about her, a lack of pretense that intrigued me. Despite her unconventional appearance, or perhaps because of it, I found myself wanting to know more about her. And as she disappeared into the crowd, leaving me with a newfound sense of fascination, I knew that this encounter was just the beginning of something unexpected.

Random messages: popcorn, escapism, not paying attention, sleep deprived, games, cats, cup of coffee, sarcastic, fantasy, dark circles, hello kitty pajamas, Gemini, Pisces, cancer, S,G,Y,R and U.

I sense that you may meet this person when you will not be ready or let's say well dressed. They may be someone your family knows or you may meet them through family. I am also getting the message that you may not be paying attention. You may have just woken from a nap or there's something your hair being out of place. I see that this person will see you as someone who's a bit blunt but your quality will attract this person to you. I see that they may be an air sign or may be wearing black on the first meeting. There is an air of mystery surrounding this person. You may not know who this person is yet. This person will love the fact that you have a vision, a dream that you want to achieve.

Pile 2

I looked down at my glass of water standing in a room full of people, music playing in the background. My buddies, nudged me, pointing across the room with wide grins. "Gosh she's beautiful," my friend whispered, his voice barely audible over the lively ambiance. I followed their gaze and there she was, standing amidst the crowd like a beacon of light. She wore a stunning red dress that hugged her curves in all the right places, accentuating her beauty. Her smile was like sunshine, infectious and radiant, as she engaged in conversation with her friends. My breath caught in my throat as I watched her, feeling as though time stood still. It was as if destiny had orchestrated this moment, guiding me to her side when I had no intention of being here in the first place. In that instant, everything else faded into the background, and all I could see was her. My heart swelled with a newfound determination as I made a silent vow to myself. I wanted her to be a part of my life, to share moments and memories with her. With each step I took towards her, the anticipation and excitement bubbled within me, driving me forward.

As I finally stood before her, my pulse quickened with nervous anticipation. "Hi," I said, my voice slightly shaky but filled with sincerity. And as she turned to meet my gaze, her smile widened, filling me with a sense of warmth and possibility. In that moment, I knew that she was someone special, someone I wanted to get to know better. And so, with a hopeful heart and a newfound courage, I embarked on a journey that would change my life forever.

Random messages: mirror, rings, wedding, red, pink, blue colour, stork, gathering, fresh, bubbly personality, observing, Leo, Taurus, libra, nose ring, red hair, shoulder length hair, mole on/near nose, B,P,S and W.

I see that you may meet this person on a full moon or the moon could be significant. You may meet them in a social gathering and I see that communication will be involved in the first meeting. They will see you as someone who is outgoing and fun loving, they will love the fact that you can bring light to any situation. This person may have strong fire placements. They may have a tattoo somewhere on their body. I see that some of you may have in manifesting a meeting like this or you may have been dreaming of something related to this.

Pile 3

I walked into the café, the scent of freshly brewed coffee hitting me as I scanned the room. And then, I saw her. She was sitting by the window, her eyes lost in the rain tapping against the glass. I felt a tug in my chest, like something was pulling me towards her. As I approached her table, she looked up, her eyes meeting mine for the first time. There was a sadness in them, a pain that mirrored my own. We both carried the weight of past relationships gone wrong, wounds still fresh despite the passing of time. I pulled out the chair opposite her, and we exchanged tentative smiles. We didn't need words to understand each other's pain. It was there, written in the lines of our faces, in the way our shoulders sagged with the burden of heartbreak.We talked about trivial things at first, skirting around the edges of our pasts, afraid to delve too deep. But as the hours passed and the coffee cups emptied, we found ourselves opening up, sharing our stories, our fears, our dreams.

And in that moment, I felt a connection unlike anything I had ever experienced before. It was as if our hearts were speaking to each other, silently promising to be there for one another, to heal together. But we both knew we weren't ready for anything more than this fragile bond we had forged. We needed time to heal, to mend the broken pieces of ourselves before we could even think about being together. So we made a silent pact, an unspoken agreement to give each other the space and time we needed. And as we parted ways that evening, I couldn't help but feel hopeful for the first time in a long time. Maybe, just maybe, there was a chance for us to find happiness again, together.

Random messages: A, V, heart shaped things, cards, alarm clock, abandonment issues, zen, heart break, polar opposites but similar at the same time, 4, fall, halloween, healing, green, yellow.

I am getting the message that you may meet this person right after ending a relationship with someone or getting out of a toxic situation so you may not be keeping or focusing much on love or you may be trying to move on from your past or vice versa. There is a feeling of being a perfect match for Each other. I see that this person may view you as their perfect match or you maybe you them as your perfect match but I see that there is a sense of belongingness like you may feel as if you both belong with each other. Another message I'm getting is that this meeting may take some time however you may recall this reading when this happens with you.

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lvrsparadise · 9 months

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'JEALOUS' - M.S

Synopsis - She's always liked him.

Warnings! - Profanity, kissing, reader being jealous, Matt n reader being cute, fluff

A/N - Okay. I want to kms because I had originally written out something so beautiful for this. And then I accidently deleted something, and I forgot that if I press control z it ERASES THE WHOLE DAMN THING! So, this is a re-write. Enjoy!

Work was so tiring. I got cut from the floor at 7 instead of 9, when I was supposed to get off, because I had no tables. I made barely $40 in tips. And not to mention the weird drunk creep who kept asking my co-workers and I, very uncomfortable questions. I sigh as I clock out of the system and grabbing my stuff before saying bye to my co-workers.

I walk out the back to my car. I open the driver door and throw my stuff in the passenger seat. I just sit there and recollect myself before I put the key in the ignition, turning on the car.

Thee drive back to my house was quiet. I didn't have the radio on, I didn't have the windows down. I wasn't even on the phone with anybody. Today was that stressful.

'I'm going to have to ask my maneger for more hours next shift.'

I pull into my driveway and grab my stuff, turning off the car and walking to my front door. I open it and am immediately bombarded by my puppy, Sam, and my cat Mr. Murray.

I set my stuff down on the couch before walking upstairs to my room. I get undressed and hop in the shower. After my very refreshing shower, I throw on some comfier clothes - a pair of pink and black plaid pajama pants, a white tank top, and one of Matt's hoodies he left over.

I flop on my bed with a sigh. I sit up and open my phone, opening my messages app before clicking on Matt's contact. Matt is my brother's best friend. Well, actually, Chris is my brother's best friend, but I learned that they're a package deal. Get one, get all.

1 ring. 2 rings.

"Hey. Everything alright?"

I breathe out a small sigh of relief at the sound of his voice.

"Hey. Yeah, no everything's fine. I've just had a stressful day and I was wondering if we could go for like a drive or something?"

"Yeah, no that's fine. I'll be over in 10."

"Okay. Thank you."

"Always."

That's the last thing I hear before the line goes dead. Knowing he's going to be here in less than 10 minutes, I slip on my converse and head downstairs.

I love on and play with Sam and Mr. Murray for about 5 or 6 minutes before I hear a car pull in my driveway. I instantly recognize it as Matt's car. I grab my wallet, just in case, my keys, and my phone, placing all of them in the pocket of the hoodie. I hear a knock at my door and Sam barks. I yell out his name to get him to stop barking as I open the door.

There he is. Looking perfect as ever. Even in sweats and a hoodie. He's wearing that damn smile. One I return gratefully.

"You ready?"

"Yeah. Let's go."

I close my door behind me as I walk out, locking it as well before I walk over to the passenger side of the car. I get in and so does Matt. He pulls out of my driveway and starts driving around with no destination.

"How was your day? Why was it stressful?" He turns is head towards me as we're at a red light.

"Well, I got cut from the floor early because we were dead, and I had no tables. I made barely $40 in tips. I also had to work with that one girl I told you about. She made the day ten times worse. And this morning, Sam thought it would be nice to wake me up with a surprise next to my bed." I rest my elbow on the center console, resting my chin on my hand as I look out the window.

"Yikes." I hear him say as the light finally turns green and we start driving again.

"What about you? Anything fun happen?"

"Chris almost like, broke the ceiling in the warehouse."

"How in the hell?"

"I have no idea; I wasn't around when it happened. But Nick was and he kept making jokes about it reminding Chris that he did it. It was hilarious." He chuckles quietly.

"I bet."

"Oh shit."

"Hmm?" I turn my head towards him, his gaze switching between the road and the dashboard behind the steering wheel.

"I'm almost out of gas. I think I have enough to get us to that 7-11." He jerks his chin towards a 7-11 that's not too far. It's dark out, not many cars are on the road, the gas station seems empty.

He pulls into the gas station, pulling up to a gas pump. He turns the car off after rolling down the windows a little bit. He gets out and walks over to the pump, which is next to me because for some reason, the gas tank is on the right side of his car instead of the left. So, as he fills the tank up, he's also leaning on my window, talking to me.

"Did anything interesting happen in your day though?"

"Um, let's see. Oh, there was this older gentleman who tipped me $25 for being the best server he's had. He was celebrating his anniversary, but he said that his wife had passed away a few years ago. So, every year on their anniversary, he goes out and gets himself a meal. It was so sweet, it almost made me cry."

"Wow. That does sound swe-"

He's cut off by a girl walking up to him, looking to be around our ages, maybe a year or so older. She's talking with hi and flirting with him. I feel my blood run cold with jealousy at the realization she's flirting. Matt's hand is like holding onto the window, his hand partially in the car. I take advantage of that and I somewhat intwine our fingers, my own mindlessly playing with his.

Either she can't see me through the somewhat tinted windows, or is openly ignoring my presence, she asks him out to dinner. I squeeze his hand and he squeezes mine back. I hear him say 'Oh, I can't sorry. My girl is in the car' and my heart skips a beat. Multiple beats actually.

He finishes filling most of his tank and pays before walking over to the driver's side as quick as he can speed walk without running. He turns the car on at lightning speed. He starts to drive off to my house.

The drive is silent. Other than the really quiet hum f whatever is on the radio, there is not a peep coming from either of us.

About halfway through the drive back to my house, he reaches his right hand over the center console and grabs my left hand, interlocking our hands before resting them on his thigh. My chest is filled with butterflies. My head is empty. I feel my face heat up as I turn to look out the window next to me.

We pull up to my house. As soon as he puts the car in park, I'm out the car and making a b-line for my front door, unlocking it in record time. I didn't realize Matt was hot on my heels until I turn to close the front door, his hand stopping it. I sigh in defeat knowing I won't win. He pushes the door open and then walks in, closing it behind him.

"Were you jealous?"

"What? I have no Idea what you're talking about Matt." I place my wallet and keys on a table I have next to the door for that reason. Of course, I was jealous, but I would never admit it out loud. Especially to the guy I was getting jealous about.

He shakes his head and crosses his arms "Wrong. Were you jealous?"

I roll my eyes slightly "Matt- I don't get why you're asking me this. It would be the same if it were me-"

"No, it wouldn't."

"Wha-"

"A guy touches you? Jealous. A guy flirts with you? Jealous. Takes you on a date? Kisses you? I'm jealous. I'm jealous as hell. How have you not known? I'm not very secretive about it at all. Now I'm going to ask you one last time. Were you jealous?" His voice, despite being stern and angry, it still is soft and kind.

I sigh in defeat, crossing my own arms, mirroring his pose. "Yeah. I was. I was very jealous."

There is nothing said after that. And there doesn't need to be. Next thing I know, I'm being softly pinned against the wall and Matt's hands are on me. One on my cheek and the other on my waist. I try to look at the hand on my waist but the hand on my face makes me look into his eyes. He doesn't say much, but words aren't necessary right now. He leans in and kisses me.

The kiss is soft, tender, sweet, and everything a hopeless romantic like myself could ever want. I entangle my hands in his hair, closing whatever space was between us.

After what felt like hours, but was really 20 seconds, we pull back for air. Both of us are panting.

"I'm taking you out Friday. 6:00. I pick you up, with flowers, take you to dinner, then I take you to a 7:00 movie, then we walk on the beach before I take you back home and kiss you goodnight. How does that sound?"

Although my eyes are still closed, I hear the smile in his voice, and at his words I can't hold back a smile of my own. I open my eyes and look into his beautiful blue ones that look like they're the ocean. I swear I get lost in them for a few seconds before replying.

"That sounds perfect."

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If you want to be in it, all you have to do is ask! <3

I love all of y'all!

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hongjoongsslvt · 2 months

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ITS YOU -CHOI SAN (MDNI)

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WC: 1.6k

Pairing: Roommate San X Roommate Reader Genre:University AU, childhood close friemds to lovers, Common best friends, Wooyoung and Yeosang, Reader is taller than San

Warnings: fem! Bodied reader, mild cursing, suggestive, reader is referred as kitten, MDNI

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I have everything I wanted, university's top student in academics, enviously good at both physical and E-sports, basically you name it and I am either too good at it to be called a beginner or I have already learnt about it in my life more than anything I had my childhood best friend and rival who is equally good at stuff.

For as long as I can remember, San and I have been together. We went to the same middle school, high school, and university, so it made sense for us to move into the apartment together. But I had a big problem because of this rooming together.

I've had a major crush on Choi San for a long time. I've had it since we first met, but I made the decision to keep it a secret and carry it into death out of concern that if I ever made a move on him, I would lose our friendship.

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"Ayo Mate! Hurry up! I'm eager to test out this new mouse and write a review". In our shared game room, I yell while reclined in my comfortable gaming chair.

We have saved up enough money to furnish a comfortable apartment with the newest gaming equipment thanks to our accomplishments in hackathons, martial arts competitions, and streaming.

"Dude-c'mere and help me get this!" He seemed to be shouting, but it was barely audible. I moved out of the room to assist him with whatever it was, and as I did, I noticed that the man was in the storage room. He was wearing gray satin pajamas with the top two buttons undone, exposing his muscular pecs, a face mask, and a head band on. He was also tiptoeing to get his new keyboard, which was high on the shelf. "So adorable," I thought.

He jolted forward as I inadvertently brushed my breasts against him as I walked behind him and tiptoed to grab the keyboard. For a brief minute, I swear it felt amazing not having to wear a bra because the dark-colored, slightly baggy pajamas I was wearing nicely covered up my breasts. However, I chose to act like nothing had occurred.

"Having a Giantess in the dungeon is mad handy!" He patted my shoulder in appreciation and said, "Let's review your mouse and keyboard before he leaves the room like a cat jumping."

Yes, I am taller than my crush, but it doesn't really worry me because my 180 cm height got me hired as a model for several local magazines, which helped me be paid for new electronics and gaming accessories. However, I doubt San, who prides himself on being powerful, domineering, and manly, will ever consider dating a woman who is taller than him.

I sighed as I entered the room and saw two familiar faces: Kang Yeosang and Jung Wooyoung, our lads next door. The first had jet black hair, a gorgeous birthmark at the corner of his eye, and a deep, honey voice. The other had brilliant red hair and laughed like a witch.

"Wasssap Female Titan!" Wooyoung said as he got off my gaming chair to dab me up while yeosang nodded and gave me a fist bump and wacked the red haired boy. At the start of the year, the four of us really clicked because they were both excellent game designers. We are currently working together to design and build an independent game.

As I posted the schedule for the weekend in our group chat, I added, "Let's hit the library and the gym after the stream ends." We all four gathered together and began to stream information on products and collaborations, with Wooyoung constantly dropping spoilers and Yeosang and San, as always, delighting viewers with their distinct brand of deadpan humor. and San's sporadic, for reasons I'm not interested in knowing, staring.

By the time we finished streaming, it was close to 5 o'clock, and Wooyoung and Yeosang had to leave me and San alone since they had to pass our study session at the library and attend a significant lecture. It was expected since they both frequently went to seminars to get ideas for their game designs.

As I go into my own room to change and get ready for the night, I playfully tell him, "You better choose your outfit quickly before I barge in and break your kneecaps." We unintentionally became identical in black tank tops and sweatpants, but it didn't bother either of us. Even though I was dressed the same, I felt quite different. His large biceps, slim waist, and broad shoulders were all well-represented by the attire.

I got the other person to laugh as I flexed my biceps, triceps, and lats in front of a mirror, saying, "Oh boy, look at my guns and wings," hoping to release some of the tension building up inside of me. I had the perfect amount of muscle and curves to my body, luckily.

"Bet" he said, flexing his muscles and standing directly in front of me. God, he looks so ethereal and Greek god coded that I've temporarily lost my ability to process things. The doorbell ringing was one of them. San moved back to confront the person at the door, forgetting that I was right behind him. I again felt him brush against my breasts accidently, jerking and acting as if he hadn't touched before continuing.

We have done whatever we had planned for the day, without much convos outside the work, and without knowing a week has already passed already, with the tormenting "accidental" brushing against my breasts and ass, cooking food, cleaning room, doing laundry and other chores despite it being my turn to do. All these felt as if he had some hidden intentions behind them, but i decided to play it dumb till he comes out clear.

I made the decision this Sunday to give Wooyoung a call and tell him about my predicament making it the perfect time as Yeosang had piano lessons to attend and San was preoccupied with grocery shopping.

"HE'S 100% INTO YOU TITAN, TRUST ME" Wooyoung screams making me instantly whack his head.

"What was that for?" Wooyoung snarled and rubbed his head as I struck him. "Do you really suppose San rubs against every girl's ass and tits, remaining courteous and refusing to accept confessions?"-" I could almost see his wolfy, naughty smirk as he was ready to continue when his phone went off. wondering why he did this.

"Titan! Do you have anything sexy to wear? I realize I sound strange but trust me eh?" His hands are already enthusiastically going through my clothes in the closet mid way of the question.

"I don't think I do?" I said "Mate, why all of a sudden?"

He was too preoccupied digging through my closet to respond. A few minutes later, his witchy chuckle took me completely by surprise.

"BITCH- YOU NEVER TOLD YOU OWNED A BUNNY COSTUME?" he screamed, making me go deaf almost.

"It's not that I'm insecure about my height; it's just that I've never tried stuff like that," I remarked, leaning onto the door. "I got that as a gift from a stupid friend of mine," I said.

"let me cook" He said.

After what seemed like an eternity, he made me wear a costume of a bunny, but with cat ears in place of the bunny ears. He also lightly styled my hair, applied smeared lipstick, and made me wear Yeosang's fishnet tights. Upon seeing my progress, Wooyoung seemed happy and led me into the living room, where the lights were dimmed a bit.

"Damn! dude, i thought you were flatboard-" Wooyoung was about to start talking when an obviously irate San stormed into the home, dropped groceries at the door, and came right toward us. I swear, in my twenty years of living, I have never seen San look so upset.

"Too bad, Mate!, too late" Wooyoung said as he gave San's shoulder a pat before leaving the our house.

"San-"

"Is it true that you are sending semi nudes to mr.Lee?" He inquired, obviously furious

I was so perplexed for a moment that I just stood there.

"Yeosang said that Wooyoung was helping you take pics"

Now that it was all coming together, it was clear to me why they were rushing to a lecture on Sunday in the first place—they never go to seminars on Sundays!

"I love you, It have always been you and only you,I loved you since the moment we met in the school"San said in a voice that seemed shattered."Why Mr.Lee? is it because he is taller and much more appealing than me, because he is caring and kind?, I swear atleast I never thought height was a thing to be considered to love a person"

My mind went blank listening to those words, is it for real? or am i tweaking? this must definitely be a dream, there's no way San loves me, but soon i was brought back to reality from my thoughts by the sudden hug.

"Dude, that's why you were fucking brushing against my breasts and ass the entire past week, coz you thought imma date Mr.Lee?" I questioned him "Bitch, no shit my nips were crazy sensitive"

He replied, his tone falling several octaves as he crept nearer and eye-fucked me till I hit the wall. "It's your fault for being irresistibly cute and sexy." He grabbed my neck, held me to the wall, and bent me slightly so he could plant a kiss.

"Kitten you are merely 4 to 5 cm taller, that doesn't mean that i can't lift you up, bend you over and fuck you senseless"

Oh boy, I hope i will make it out alive by tomorrow morning.

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notafunkiller · 10 months

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sparks fly

Summary: While you are looking for Rebecca, you unexpectedly meet her brother, Bucky Barnes, your new gorgeous neighbor.

Pairing: neighbor!Bucky Barnes x female reader

Warnings: fluff, age gap (the reader is 25, Bucky is 33), teasing, no mention of y/n

Word Count: <1K

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Bucky Barnes masterlist

A/N: An extra thank you to @marvelouslizzie and @lavenderhaze967 for being my beta readers and for the endless support.

Please, do not repost or translate without my permission!

It started in the most random way. One morning, you want to announce Rebecca and your other neighbor, Elena, there might be some noise next week cause you need to call someone to fix your leaking faucet, but you are shocked to see a strange man when the door opens.

You and Rebecca don't know each other well since she didn’t seem much around and you moved there just 2 months ago.

You are embarrassed and surprised, especially since you are still wearing your pajamas. Bucky is trying not to stare at your legs or chest and be respectful meanwhile you are ogling him. From his bare feet and his pink shorts to the white tank top that you’ve never expected to look so good on anyone and his perfect man bun, you find him really attractive. He’s a tall, big man -huge-, with the bluest eyes ever.

And he’s so nice and friendly. You run into each other a few times before you invite him over for dinner. Since you are going to live across each other, you want to know a little more about him.

Bucky has been staying in Rebecca's apartment since she got married, so just a couple of days. He returned to New York after being abroad for a year. The fact that he owns an advertising agency doesn’t surprise you since he is a creative person and a known photographer apparently (you googled him), but he’s surprised when he finds out you’re a copywriter.

You slowly create a routine and spend every Saturday evening eating and watching films together while discussing work and random things.

"I would love to have a cat one day," you say with a smile.

"You can, Tisha loves animals."

Your landlord is a nice person indeed.

"Only if you get one with me." You’re not serious, though. You wouldn't "blackmail" him like that. You haven’t gotten a cat until now because your previous landlords made it clear that it’s not allowed.

"Let's go."

You laugh, shocked by his serious tone. Is he messing with you? "Are you serious?"

Bucky gives you a confused look as he finishes his last bite and drops the fork on his plate. "Why would I joke about it?"

"So you are a cat guy!" You jump excitedly from the chair. You knew it!

"Is this a thing?"

You snort, mimicking his tone "Is this a thing? Of course it is, silly. You passed my test.”

The look on his face is priceless, but you can’t judge him.

"I am confused."

"If you hated cats, then you’d be a red flag."

"You kids and your slangs." He shakes his head amused.

"Do you need an extra explanation? You roll your eyes, but, truth be told, you like it when he plays the old man card. He is not old after all. 33 is definitely not old. "People, men especially, who hate cats are absolutely the worst."

"Not animals in general?"

"Nope." You shake your head. "It's a different thing."

"Oh, please go ahead." He gestures with his right hand for you to continue.

"Cats people love all animals usually. Many puppy lovers, unfortunately, especially men as I said, hate cats. As in... when you ask people what animals they like the most or you talk about cats, they are offended and say they are dog people in that awful way, you know? They shit on cats and mention how dogs are better, despite it not being a competition, because they always wait for you and love you unconditionally. How cats are these horrible little creatures because they can’t be tamed."

"Ohhhh." His lips form an "O" as he finally starts to understand. "Because cats are independent and they hate that, don't they?"

"Finally, grandpa!" You high-five him.

And in less than an hour, you two get home with the two female cats that chose you instantly when you got there by licking and crying after you. They slept in your lap the whole ride home, even when Bucky stopped to buy them some food, and the next day, as two proud and happy parents, you made sure Alpine and Miss Bubbles are vaccinated and trimmed.

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jellyjays · 1 year

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come away, oh ghostly child... (pt 3)

(PT 2 <-) (-> PT 4)

Dick lays in bed.

Phantom is tucked into his side, snuggling into his warmth. Dick doesn't know what to do. Whenever he moves even a millimeter away from the child, Phantom whines and snuggles back in, searching for comfort.

He supposes it's his fault. He'd brought the boy home, unsure what the protocol was for a ghost child. He'd laid the boy down on his bed, getting undressed and changing into pajamas before plopping down, intending to get up after a second and find out what to do.

That was when the boy had struck. Now he's here, stuck. It's like when a cat lays on your lap. It would be sacrilege to move and disturb them.

Sighing, Dick uses the hand on his free side to grab his phone. He's lucky it's close, or he'd be fucked.

He calls Babs, linking the audio to the comm still in his ear.

"Hey Dick, what's up?"

"Babs. I have a... situation."

"A situation, huh? Would this have anything to do with the call I got from Jason laughing his ass off about you taking after Bruce?"

"Damnit, I told him about this in confidence! Asshole. And he claims he's not a gossip."

"So, you've acquired a child."

"A ghost child, who can apparently turn into an alive child. Still confused about that."

"Hold up. You never said anything about a ghost. You're telling me you have the ghost kid who's been haunting Gotham for the past 3 months?"

"That I am."

"And said ghost kid turned into a living kid and fell asleep on you."

"Affirmative."

Babs sighs over the line.

"Go to sleep, Dick, and worry about it in the morning. Usually, I'd say something different, but you sound dead tired. Get some sleep, and hopefully, the kid will, too. We'll just hope he's there in the morning."

Dick wakes up, not realizing he'd fallen asleep. A glance at the phone in his hand tells him it's 7.

When he moves, he's interrupted by Phantom snuggling into his side again, chasing after his warmth.

Dick wastes no time in scooping the boy up to hold on his hip, which seems to work fine because Phantom doesn't protest.

He doesn't bother trying to change- still in his pajamas, he heads out to his kitchen with Phantom on his hip. He rifles through his fridge, looking for anything suitable for a young child- he has some eggs that are miraculously still good, some fruit he bought the day before, a pack of bacon, and some bread. Why is his bread in the fridge? He doesn't know. Ask past Dick, who probably made this choice while sleep-deprived.

Time to find out if cold bread makes bad toast.

Dick sets about making breakfast one-handed- he starts by putting the bacon on. While that cooks, he puts the bread in the toaster, then he scrambles the eggs. The eggs are finished quickly, so as the toast finishes and the bacon sizzles, he begins to dice some fruit. As he plates the breakfast, Phantom begins to stir, probably smelling the bacon and eggs.

Just as Dick sets the breakfast on the table, Phantom wakes up with a big yawn.

"Morning, sleepyhead. I made breakfast."

Phantom, still half asleep, nods and wiggles, so Dick sets him down in the chair, pulling his own chair out to sit across from the boy.

Phantom stares blearily at his breakfast, a fork in his hand.

Then he lights up.

"The- the breakfast has a smiley face!"

"Yeah, buddy, it does," Dick smiles, just the tiniest bit proud that his idea had cheered the boy up- the breakfast was a slice of toast with bacon in the shape of a smile and two strawberry slices for eyes. The scrambled eggs and other fruit sat on opposite sides of the toast.

"That's so cool!"

Dick smiles, and motions for Phantom to eat up. The boy obliges, digging into the fruit first. Dick eats as well, somewhat thankful for having something other than cereal for the first time in what has to be a month.

"My name's Danny," Phantom- no, Danny says unprompted.

"It's nice to meet you, Danny. I'm Dick."

Danny smiles and says, "Big Brother Dick!"

Dick blinks.

"No, buddy, I'm not your big brother, just Dick."

Danny's smile falls.

"But Gotham says... she says you're my brother, she says you're safe. You're my big brother, Gotham says you're her kid same as me!"

And oh, the boy is close to tears- what is Dick supposed to do here?" Deny or play along?

"Sure then, buddy. Yeah. I can be your big brother."

And there's that smile again- oh, what has Dick just done?

tags: @basilf1res @angelheartgamer @justgray15777 @terzatheunderscorerima @phantom120 @undead-essence @crazydoughnutlady @big-flrda-kys @rangerhorsetug @shamelessstudenthideout @nonbinary-disaster @keegan-parker @i-am-the-asian-persuasion @terrasolstice @eonic @mayoota-blog1 @theonewiththegays @glitchedchaos

(hopefully i got everyone!)

bonus sketch:

#dc x dp #dp x dc #danny phantom #gotham #dc #batman #batfam #nightwing #dick grayson

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he-calls-me-kitten · 2 years

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His Darling Apprentice

Solomon's growing lust for his precious student GN! MC.

He thought it was curiousity and nothing more - this unprompted desire to see you every day. And you didn't disappoint. On the days he couldn't make it, you made sure you did.

Even if it was for 10 minutes between two classes, or dropping by Purgatory Hall on the weekends - your daily meeting was inevitable. He didn't realise how addicted he'd grown to it until it was too late.

It was as if his day didn't end until he had seen you atleast once, smiling and waving as you called out his name, rushing toward him when there was no need to. He wasn't going anywhere. He had simply grown fond of you, he decided.

It got worse, the more you became physically comfortable with him. Resting your chin on his shoulder to read his latest research, tackle hugging him when you finally got a difficult spell right, falling asleep on his lap during late night study sessions. On the days you didn't touch him, he lay sleepless at night.

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"Solomon! Right here, I've saved you a seat!" You waved to him as he entered the cafe. He smiled and let his body guide him.

It was such a natural thing now too. Whenever you both were in a room together, he'd come sit with you. And you never once, forgot to keep a place open for him.

"So this is the place Asmo is working at?" Solomon flinched at the overwhelming sweet scent in the room. You laughed. The best laugh he's ever heard.

"Yes it takes a while to get used to." You explained. "What else can we expect from a place that only serves desserts anyway, right? Oh there he is! Asmo!"

Solomon followed your gaze to see Asmo coming over to your table, holding two pink drinks on his tray. "Both my favourite humans came to see me! I'm so grateful to my beauty!"

"That uniform looks adorable on you. Is it comfortable?" You said, reaching out to touch the puffy sleeve. Asmo's response was a blur. Solomon's hand twitched involuntarily.

No, touch me instead.

He was shocked at his own thoughts. You literally live with seven other demons who fawn over you endlessly. He didn't think twice about it. Then why does he care now? And why was he imagining you in that cafe uniform too?

"Now here's the deadberry swirlie you two like so much. I added extra whipped cream for you, MC." Asmo winked before someone else called for him.

Solomon sipped from it, the sour and sweet of the drink refreshing his overcrowded brain. "It tastes as good as we remember it, doesn't it MC?"

"Yes. Just a tad bit too much whipped cream though." You laughed as you tried to clean the mess you'd made.

All around your mouth and fingers, dripping down your chin, traces lining down your neck and- Solomon shook his head to snap out of it. But you licking away at it was not helping his depraved spiraling thoughts, as he imagined something entirely unholy.

"Oops, you've got some on your chin too." You reached toward him, a dainty finger wiping off his skin. Your touch felt like a pleasant burn as he watched you lick your finger right after.

You realized none of it, but it was harder for him to keep up a conversation the entire evening.

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"Ah finally over!" You sighed in relief. "That was the longest assignment we had this term! Ridiculous! It's almost 2 am!"

"Oh come on, I'm sure you've tackled similar things in the human world." Solomon said, setting his paper down after the last revision. He chuckled to himself seeing you in such cute cat-themed pajamas.

"I doubt anything in the human world is tedious enough to make both Simeon and Satan fall asleep trying to finish." You said softly, glancing at the angel and demon asleep in their respective places at the shared table. You had kindly draped some blankets on them.

"Well atleast Operation Study Sleepover can conclude now." Solomon said, preparing to get up. "Now you go sleep on the bed, I'll take the couch, as decided."

He caught you pouting. You had really insisted on taking the couch instead but after a 3-2 round of rock, paper, scissor - you had to give into his rules instead. He tucked you in bed and watched you from the couch, making sour faces at him. Giving him the better blanket wasn't enough for you.

How can someone be this adorable?

He drifted off to sleep watching you twisting and turning in bed, trying to get comfortable. And when he woke up, there was a whole other suprise waiting for him.

"M-MC..." There you were, snuggled tight in his arms, under the same blanket. Your legs were draped over his. The weight of your thighs were nerve-racking and delightful. He felt your arms wrapped around his waist, your breath tingling the bare skin over his collar-bones.

He felt himself harden at your touch, your breath and your lips so close to his. He could lean over an inch and kiss you. Could he possibly dare? What if you hated him for it? No. He couldn't take that chance.

But he couldn't stay here either. He was bursting for release. He softly chanted a spell and found himself in the bathroom. Leaning against the cool tiles, he jerked himself off. The first of many, as he would discover soon.

#obey me #obey me smut #obey me solomon #obey me slow burn #obey me solomon x reader #obey me sub reader #ah i just really love slow burn smuts and had to let this brain rot out for a while #Solomon brain rot is real ahhhhh #let me know if yall want a part 2

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gh0stsp1d3r · 10 months

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Hello lovely, your writing is absolutely amazing 🤌, and I was wondering if there could be a pt.2 of the Harley Quinn esc reader x Hobie? Because was simply 💫phenomenal💫

ofc I am!! You guys know me, I have to create more than one part of things

Part 1

Warnings- Hobies kinda a stalker

It’s been a week since the kiss, since the mysterious spider punk had let you go free.

And you thought that it would stay quiet, or he wouldn’t visit again.

You were wrong.

For some reason, Hobie felt an urge. An urge to follow you the second he saw you walking on the street, innocently talking on the phone, oblivious to the currently normal man staring.

So that’s what he did, he felt creepy doing it, but he did it despite everything telling him not to.

He watched as you walked around your apartment, none the wiser to the man outside your window, stalking you.

He slipped on his spider suit quickly, leaving the backpack on the fire escape with a thud. You looked over, but didn’t see anything so you just ignored it.

Hobie went inside the apartment. “Second floor.” He kept repeating to himself, then when he reached it, went four doors down on the right.

He knocked on the door, you groaned in annoyance.

“No, Mrs. Brookes, I haven’t seen your cat-“ you opened the door to see spider punk, who was definitely not Mrs. Brookes.

“Hope she finds her cat.” He said with a small shrug.

“Did you fucking… follow me?”

“Kind of, yeah.”

“Well that’s not creepy at all…”

“Funny.” He said blankly, and peeked inside.

“What do you want? I haven’t done anything.”

“Just wanted to see you.”

You furrowed your eyebrows, and sighed, shaking your head.

“Can’t believe I’m bout to do this.. come in.”

He smiled and walked in, it was kind of weird how he was fully dressed in his suit and you were dressed in pajama pants and a tank top.

“Nice place..” he mumbled, looking around and seeing a bunch of stolen crap, pictures of you and your friends littered around.

“Thanks.” You said, and walked into your room, he followed.

“Why’d you really wanna see me?”

“Cause.. I was thinkin’ and honestly, me and you ain’t so different. There’s this job and I can’t really do it alone.”

“Don’t you have a team or something?” You laid down.

“Yeah, but they’re busy, and I don’t believe in consistency anyways. Gotta switch it up every once in a while, right?”

“Mmm.. that makes you sound like an asshole when you put it like that.”

“What?”

“Yeah, sounds like your gonna get a girlfriend or something, then cheat on her cause you don’t believe in consistency or whatever. Which at the same time is confusing because if you consistently didn’t believe in consistency, would you not believing in it be consistent? So then you’re just doing the thing you don’t believe in and that doesn’t make sense.”

He blinked and stared blankly.

“I’m not that much of an asshole. If I find the right person I find the right person.” He shrugged.

“Fine. I’ll do the job on one condition. You show me just what spider punk looks like.” You said with a small smirk.

He pointed to himself and his mask. “I mean this is what I look like.”

“I mean under the mask.” You rolled your eyes.

“Nah, afraid I can’t do that, love.”

“Why not?”

“Because then that ruins the fun, don’t it?”

You sighed “Not really. C’mon, I wanna know who I kissed.”

He rolled his eyes under the mask. “Here I was thinking you forgot.”

“I could never forget.”

He sighed and thought for a moment. His hands reached for his mask and he pulled it off.

“Happy?”

You stared, mostly with wide eyes and shocked because you weren’t expecting him to be so.. hot.

“Y-yeah.. just one more question. How do you fit all your hair in your mask?”

“I never reveal my secrets.” He sat down in front of you, now close to you.

“I mean you just did reveal one.” You said quietly, admiring his features.

“Well what can I say? You’re very… tempting.” He mumbled, and you both were leaning in to kiss each other again.

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belphies-cowgirl · 2 years

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what being with them is like

word count: 800+

slow dancing at 2 am to classical music or cursed records with Lucifer, his arm wrapped around your waist, his hand placed gently in yours. he's tired from working late, but holding you close and being able to press soft kisses to your forehead makes it bearable. taking strolls at night while holding hands, he's focusing on the details of your face that's highlighted by the moonlight, and debating on stealing a quick kiss. being able to see him when he's most vulnerable, running your fingers through his disheveled hair, wrapped up in his wings while he holds you close.

being in a casino with Mammon's arm wrapped around your waist, kissing his dice for good luck. your arm wrapped around his neck, him getting flustered when you lean down and kiss his cheek each time he wins the jackpot. sneaking back to the house of lamentation while trying to suppress giggles, pulling him into his room, and peppering his face with kisses. he'll wrap his arms around you and bury his face in the crook of your neck while he talks about how much he loves you and how you're his good luck charm and that he'll spoil you to your heart's content.

staying up most nights gaming with Levi in his bathtub, you're in his lap with his tail wrapped gently around your ankle. he's immersed in his new game, but he pauses a few times to see your reactions. he's worried you might be tired of hearing him talk, but you're simply smiling and waiting for him to continue. he'll blush madly when you softly kiss the top of his hand after he passes another level. watching anime underneath a blanket while cuddling, you don't mind that he pauses the episode to say something about a character. he's happy when he can talk about his hobbies, he's even more happy that you're in his arms.

snuggled up with a warm beverage listening to Satan's velvety voice as he reads one of his favorite books to you. afternoon trips to the bookstore or cat cafe, watching Satan coo over a kitten, or him taking a picture of the cat latte art to send to the group chat. scheming up new ways to prank Lucifer, watching him talk with his hands as he explains how the prank is going to work. him sneaking kisses in the library and reaching for a book from the top shelf for you. sometimes tripping over his books, he catches you in his arms, leaning down for a kiss before pulling you back up, chuckling about how clumsy you are sometimes.

Asmo sneaking up from behind, his arms snaking around your waist, trailing kisses along your shoulder and neck. wearing matching pajamas while he's testing new makeup looks on you, him squealing over how lovely you look. he'll take pictures of you, but he'll have a hard time deciding which one to set as his lock screen. he'd give you constant affection and praise you every day if you wanted, he can't get enough of you. he's thrilled that he gets to be with you, he can't help but want to kiss you and have his hands on some part of your body. he'll whine when you deny him kisses, but that just means you owe him extra later.

late-night snacks with Beel, cooking dinner, or baking sweet treats with him. suppressing your giggles when he pouts because you wouldn't let him taste anything until it was finished. wiping icing off his face, planting a kiss afterward, his cheeks redder than a strawberry. getting piggyback rides, or being scooped up in his arms so he can give you a kiss. him quietly eating while you're laying on his chest sound asleep. him smiling each time he sees you, even if he saw you 5 minutes ago, he always smiles. his heart will melt if you pack an extra snack for him, you're always prepared, and he's worried that you take care of him more than he takes care of you.

cuddling with Belphie under a pile of pillows and blankets, his face buried in your neck. his tail wrapped around your waist, he's worried you won't be there when he wakes up, that being with you was just a dream. sleepy kisses, playful love bites, sometimes getting drooled on, or being used as a security blanket. him being a little shit sometimes, teasing you, him making up for it with kisses, or staying awake a bit longer to spend a bit more time with you. having to find him when he's off somewhere napping, finding him in weird positions like that one time you found him sleeping on top of a piano with sheet music on his face. you'll never understand how he can end up in these positions or places.

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allocnddits · 1 month

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AZUL DA COR DO MAR pt.2 yt22

summary: brazilian!reader x yuki. part two of: Your friends want you to get together with Yuki so they plan a whole trip just for you to see each other again.

warnings: fingering, oral (fem rec), protected sex (wow) pure female pleasure

wc: 2k

notes: after a total of three people asking for this here it is. i am writing for the requests but this was already done so i rather post it now. enjoy!

You decided to take a long shower – a cold one at that – and wash your hair to relax. Yuki could hear the water hitting the tiles through your bedroom door as he checked, once in a while, if you had finished. When he heard the water stop and the glass door open he ran to his own room for a shower too, calculating that you’d have time to get dressed while he did. Minutes later he was knocking at your door.

“Come in” you said, making your bed. Yuki stood at the door for a couple seconds, eyes fixated on you. “cat got your tongue? or did you just forget what excuse you were gonna use to come in here?”

“You’re a tease” he blushed.

You nodded, a slight chuckle leaving your lips. “Come in, you can sit, just finishing some things.” you said as you walked back into your bathroom. “How are you liking it here?”

“It’s nice. Very warm, more than são paulo. I like it.” yuki really tried to concentrate on what he was saying but he had gotten a glimpse of you putting lotion on your legs from the open bathroom door and you had this god damned shorts and tank pajama set.

Of course the set was strategically picked but he wasn’t innocent either, showed up to your door wearing only sweatpants, his tanned chest and messy hair still damp from the shower. It was safe to say you were driving each other insane. He just wanted to be inside of you and watch you squirm under him.

You walked to the edge of the bed, standing in front of him, between his legs. “Stop looking at me like this”

“Like what?”

“Like you want to touch me and fuck me but won’t actually do it.” you rested your hand on his cheek, he leaned onto it.

“Do you want me to touch you and fuck you?” he teased, testing the waters as if somehow he still didn’t realize you were down bad for him. His chin now resting on the exposed slit of your stomach as hands rested on your hip bones and he maintained the eye contact, waiting for your response.

“Since you took me to your stupid hotel room and refused to do it.” you answered, fingers combing his hair back.

“ ‘M sorry I just didn’t want to be the type of guy that takes you out to dinner just to fuck you. And you were drunk, I couldn’t do that to-“

“Just shut up” you leaned down to kiss him, your hand still on his face and he stretched the most he could, chasing your lips. His hands on your waist traveled down, going past the waistband of your tight shorts, cupping your ass only to feel your thin thong on his fingertips. Feeling unhinged he snapped it against your skin, making you feel the sting right in your asshole. You gasped into the kiss, a small smile adorning your face now. He took advantage to pull away from your lips and make you stand up straight as he kissed your stomach, his fingers lifting up your top and budging it up right under your boobs.

Yuki rested his chin back on your stomach as his fingers reached your shorts “Can I?”

You nodded, feeling his hands go back inside your shorts and drag them down till they fell to your ankles. As you stepped out of them his middle fingers reached for the visible wet spot on your pink underwear, tightly circling it. He pulled you closer, hugging the back of your thighs so he was face to face with your cunt, he could practically smell your arousal.

You reached for the thin side of your underwear and pulled them down, making him pull his hand away and reconnect it immediately to your naked cunt.

“Need to get my mouth on you. Can i?” he looked up.

“Yes, yuki, anything you want, just please do something” He stood up from the bed, turning you around with a hand on your waist, making the back of your legs hit the bed.

“Lay down then”

And you did, he crawled over you, telling you to lay against the pillows and spread your legs so he could lay between them. Yuki smiled before hooking his arms under your legs and pulling you closer to his face. He kissed and sucked on your thighs, leaving a mark on the inside, earning a unsatisfied groan from you but it was soon replaced by a sigh when he placed a kiss right on top of your clit. His tongue licked up your slit, stopping at your clit and circling it before going all the way down again and poking at your hole. Your hands go down to his hair, fingers locking on the damp strands as his mouth slowly moved to your clit, sucking your lips on the way up.

He focused his mouth on your clit as his fingers made their way to your entrance, teasing with circles and poking before making their way in. He already knew, from earlier, what he could do to you with just his fingers, but now, with the help of his mouth, he was sure to drive you insane. Yuki took his free hand up your body, soft touches to your waist making you shiver and squirm, his hand reached for your boob, going under your thin top and tugging on your nipple. With his arm now against your chest he could feel how you started to heave when he curled his fingers up to your cervix. Your stomach started to tense up when he pulled his lips away from you and blew directly on your clit just to tease you.

“Yuki, please” you literally whined

“What do you want, baby? Tell me” he asked between kisses on your thighs.

“Don’t stop, please” you said, pushing his head back down to where you needed him.

He smirked against your skin, satisfied with how desperate he had gotten you. His lips kissed down to your clit again, immediately starting to suck on it, now determined to get you to cum for him, and you did. As soon as he sped up his fingers your legs tensed up around his head and the flick of his tongue made you fall apart. Yuki fingered you through your orgasm, kissing up your stomach all the way to your chest, where he pulled your shirt down to reveal your perky boobs. He left pecks all around your nipples before kissing you, your hand grasping at the hair on his neck as your tongue explored his mouth, begging for more.

“Are you gonna let me suck you off?”

“Maybe another time, wanna be inside you now” you nodded, letting him know you wanted it too. He reached in the pocket of his sweats, pulling a condom from it.

“You fucking slut.” you grinned and slapped his arm, squeezing it when you realized how thick he had gotten since the last time you saw him.

“Better be a slut than unprepared” he smirked as he got up to get rid of his clothes and put it on.

The second he was ready you pulled him back on top of you, kissing all over his neck as he aligned himself to your entrance. You smiled when his hair tickled your forehead as he pushed himself in, before he bottomed out and his head dropped to the crook of your neck and a soft groan left his lips. Your mouth fell open when he gave one more push of his hips to ensure he was all the way in before starting to build up his thrusts. In a couple of minutes he was pounding into you, small but strong movements that made his cock brush against your cervix, the soft moans that left your lips driving him insane.

Your hands were on him, one pushing his hair off his face and the other holding on to his shoulder. His cold chain was dangling in your face as he hovered you so you bit in down, stoping it from hitting your nose but it didn’t last long. Your mouth dropped open when he took his hand down back to your clit, toying with it between his fingers. You started to feel overwhelmed by the stimulation, feeling the coil in your stomach tighten as you got more desperate by the second. Your hands were now all over his back and neck as he hurried his face in your own, kissing and nibbling on it. Your legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him closer and possibly making it harder for him to fuck into you but the last thing you could do at that moment was think.

“Yuki, ‘m close, not gonna last long.” you whined.

“Got you, cum for me” he whispered against your lips, kissing them to shut you up before anyone heard you.

You really tried to keep it in but he was fucking you so deep that you just couldn’t, your moans kept spilling into his mouth and he couldn’t resist pulling away to hear you whispering his name and how good he was making you feel. You came almost aggressively, back arching off the mattress as Yuki kept fucking you through it, slower so he could watch your face.

“Fuck, Yuki, shit, so fucking good” you breathed out. You pulled him in for another kiss, your legs weak around his waist but still holding him so he wouldn’t move.

Your clenching around him had his orgasm so close, he just needed a little more. So he pushed your legs apart and started thrusting into you again, you couldn’t really control your volume after two orgasms so he covered your mouth with his hand till he was done. Yuki came in the condom, a couple grunts coming from him as his head fell to your shoulder and his body stilled and dropped on top of yours.

You hugged him, leaving a kiss to the side of his head after he left one behind your year. He rolled off you, both of you groaning when he pulled out, and you reached for his cock, taking the condom off of it and swiping your finger on his tip, collecting a bit of his cum to taste. He watched as you took the tip of your finger to your mouth and licked it humming when you caught his taste in your mouth.

“Good?” he teased and you nodded, blushing at the way he looked at you “Don’t go all shy now”

“I’m not, just the bliss of the orgasm”

“Good one, then?” he teased, pulling you in closer to his side, making you tangle your legs in his.

“Are you always this cocky when you make a girl come?”

“Just the ones that tell me i’m ’so fucking good’” he smiled, pulling the blanket to cover your bodies.

“You think they’re still up? I’m dying for a glass of water right now”

“I’ll get it, want some too.”

You watched as Yuki got up and put his sweats back on. If anyone looked at him they would tell right away that he had sex; his hair was a mess, his face was flushed and his back was red from your hands and nails, a hot look in your opinion but you really hoped no one caught him on the way to the kitchen.

He came back with two glasses of water, handing you one and resting the other on the bedside table. Yuki watched as you downed the cup of water in one go, feeling slightly cocky at it. “Want more?” he asked, handing you his own this time.

You take it and drink some more, finally satisfying your thirst and thanking him. “Did anyone see you?”

“No, they’re still outside playing pool”

“Don’t you wanna join them?” you asked as he settled on the bed.

“Do you want me to leave?”

“No, no, it’s not that. I just didn’t want you to feel like you had to do this whole thing just because we fucked, it’d be totally fine if you wanted to leave, you know?”

“So you want me to stay?”

You nodded as he got under the blanket and moved closer to him, tangling your legs together and laying your head on his shoulder. “Is this okay?” you asked, biting then kissing right where his jaw met his neck. He nodded, letting his hand snake down your back and rest on your ass.

#yt22 smut #yuki tsunoda smut #yt22 x reader #yuki tsunoda x reader #yuki tsunoda imagine #yt22 imagine #a writes

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ofliterarynature · 10 months

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I probably shouldn’t be buying more books, but I couldn’t pass up a good thrift find 💕

#bec posts #from Instagram #2023 #books #booklr #book haul #Hench actually came from dollar tree #and was at least half the price of either of the other two #goodwill prices have really jumped 😥#hench #the ladies of mandrigan #barbara hambly #2 am at the cats pajamas #paperback #hardcover

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tarotwithavi · 11 months

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What will your future spouse find attractive about you?

How to choose a pile?

Take a deep breath and close your eyes. Kindly ask your spirit guides to show you the right pile for yourself and then open your eyes. Whichever pile catches your attention is the right pile for you.

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Pile 1

The way you're always ready to learn and the way you're not afraid to accept your mistakes. I'm seeing that you're someone who doesn't get mad at someone for pointing out their mistakes rather you try to fix them because you know that doing this will help you improve and this will be madly attractive to your future spouse. I'm also seeing that you are a fast learner and you learn like a pro , your future spouse will be in awe at how much you know. Another thing I'm picking up on is that you are your future spouse's ideal type. The way you keep moving forward with your life and the way you don't let bad or negative feedback or things hold you back will be really attractive to your future spouse. I'm also seeing that you can have nice shoulders or collar bones. When you'll wear black or any dark color that is going to be an end ( not really) for your future spouse. Your future spouse will love to see you in black clothing. Your future spouse will love how accepting and open minded you are for sure. The way you don't judge people will be really attractive to your future spouse. This might sound weird but your future spouse will love the moles on your body lol.

Random things I heard while channeling: swordsmanship, bunny teeth, cat eyes, crooked lower teeth, monolid, short hair.

Pile 2

Most of you have seen Frozen right? So you know that scene where Anna wakes up with her hair a mess, drool on her face? I see that some of you look exactly like her when you wake up, so that will be really attractive to you future spouse lol. I'm also getting that your future spouse will love to see you sleep. Your future spouse will love the way you communicate and the words you use will be really attractive to them. I'm also getting that some of you have a really attractive voice. I'm getting that you guys dance, or jump around when excited or happy , that will be really attractive to your future spouse. The way you don't get overwhelmed by work and the way you're a master at managing. I just heard " I work well under pressure" lol. The way you word to make all your dreams come true. I am also getting that some of you may be seeing 1111 a lot of this could be a sign that you'll meet your future spouse soon. You guys are really passionate about your life and you guys have experienced a lot of things both good and bad. You guys have a lot of wisdom and I see that your future spouse will be learning a lot from you.

Random things I heard while channeling: angry Birdy , it's pajama party all day long, only sociopaths love mint chocolate, I would give all the cookies to vampires, those guys look depressed.

Pile 3

Your unpredictability is going to be really attractive to your future spouse. They will love the way you always manage to shock them somehow. I'm seeing that you guys are the people who don't show all their cards at once. People really can predict what your next step will be and that is hella attractive. Your future spouse will love the way you can say things to other faces without feeling guilty or making them uncomfortable. I'm also getting that some of you say the most random and questionable things sometimes. Your future spouse will love the way you are always ready to help and guide others. Unknowingly you'll always keep your future spouse wanting to know more of you. Your future spouse will love the way you walk , some of you may have a unique way of walking. I'm getting that the way you walk screams queen/king. I'm getting that you might like giving handmade gifts, this will be really attractive to your fs .For your future spouse you're like a diamond and they want to take care of you. I'm getting that some of you may like being spoiled rotten and your future spouse will do just that. Your future spouse will love your craziness and your pranks. Your future spouse will love the way you're able to keep up with their craziness too.

Random things I heard while channeling: squishy stress reliever, highschool sweethearts, dance as if it's your last, knitting, artistic

#pick a card #pick a picture #pick a photo #pick a pile #tarot reading #future spouse reading #tarot cards #free readings #tarot #tarotblr #tarotwithavi #tarot witch #intuitive readings #psychic readings #oracle reading

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mikeysbabygirl · 1 year

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𝑶𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒖𝒑𝒐𝒏 𝒂 𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎

Ran Haitani x fem! Reader

Synopsis : read this, and Ran Haitani will pop in your room at 2.am.

No but seriously, what'd you do if Ran came in your real life ?

Notes : please all of you wish a happy birthday to my bestie @azalea-strum

Sorry babe, was planning to post this yesterday on midnight buuut been busy ( also don't expect a huge thing, this is just crack )

-" At least there's something nice about this night " you sighed, burying your frozen hands in your pockets. Your numbness was temporarily stolen by the flickering, quick but grand light of the shooting star you've been lucky enough to witness in the night sky.

It was past midnight, usually you wouldn't stay this late at the bar, yet your friend insisted on wishing you a happy birthday at exactly midnight, which wasn't that bad itself since the roads were not that empty.

And well, it was a kind of compensation to you, knowing you would be alone on your birthday. Sad to say you wouldn't be able to see your friends and family until the weekend...

-" finally... " Your feet were sore as your apartment welcomed you in a warm hug. Your shoes quickly found their spot, along with your bag and coat, and to say that you could hear your shower calling for you would be an understatement.

Unbothered by the barely noticeable sounds your cat was making, you headed toward your bathroom, clothes had barely any time to hit the ground before you hopped in the shower.

The almost-boiling aura massaged your soreness, whilst the droplets washed away your daily worries. The weight of whatever had the day brought got carried away by the fog that collected on the walls, floating on a cloud, oblivious to everything outside.

Twenty minutes and lighter shoulders later, a white towel wore your soaked skin, your path painted with the traces of your wet hair on the floor behind you. Your bedroom was as always the loyal warm cocoon and you were craving your bed like a thirsty man craved his water. You didn't even dared to open the lights, knowing by heart the way to your closet looking for a t-shirt for the night.

Was it the fact that you were wearing nothing but a towel that made the room suddenly feel colder than before ?

Well, it was not cold, but rather goosebumps caressing the skin of your back and the back of your neck that had you checking what's behind you twice.

Like a deafened unfamiliar voice whispering words in some language your mind could not comprehend but your heart knew was bad news.

Too deep engulfed in your own paranoia, you didn't noticed the lightening in the sky until the thunder followed, stealing a few heart beats from you as well as a desperate sigh when you realized you scared yourself alone.

Your home never felt this... Disturbing. As if the dark around you sheltered unwelcomed peekers, your hands tightened around your towel, now you hesitated even more to drop it and wear your pajamas.

Just to sleep in peace, you promised yourself, bending slightly to look under your bed. Milliseconds never felt so long, a silent screamer echoing in your head during the whole act until the light outside finally allowed you to unsure there was a huge nothing under your bed.

A sigh left your lips, it was only your imagination. You relaxed.

-" Oh love, the real monsters don't belong under your bed. "

It took your mind some seconds to realize, there was a voice that just talked.

Yet your body needed no break, your blood froze at the first decibel breaking the macabre silence. Those goosebumps previously assaulting your back invaded your shoulders, arms, your eyes widened at the contrast of a warm huff of air against your ear, until that voice echoed again, closer this time, even deeper this time.

-" I'm afraid the only monster here craves your bed. "

Your stuttering heart beats, sweaty hands started drawing the shock's frame, and when the numbing fear stopped paralyzing your body, you hurried to turn around, letting the moonlight enlighten the face of the intruder.

Deep inside you believed you never should've done that.

-" I... What the fuck ?"

If you could, your hand would've reached to pinch yourself long time ago, waking yourself up from any dream because what you were seeing in no way could belong to reality.

-" such a dirty mouth... Wonder what other dirty stuff i can get these lips to do though. "

The smirk on his lips widened noticing the remnants of the awe on your face. You were staying there, arms wrapped around your body, shivering to the spine in front of him.

He was so casually, cruelly bewitching. Classic white shirt with the first buttons slightly open, necktie undone around his throat, a purple hair lock stood between your two faces, Ran Haitani's lavender eyes staring right at your soul with a contemptuous smirk.

Ran Haitani, no one but the real, manga character. You swore two shots of tequila weren't as strong as this. And as long as you tried to remember, you had no idea when that dream started.

Gagging on words, stuttering on heart beats and stumbling on thoughts, nothing could leave the barrier of your lips beside a gasp when your hand reaches for his jaw touching, realizing you could actually feel his skin.

-" This... Can't be real. You can't be... real "

Ran's smile didn't faltered once, flashing his perfect teeth, he grabbed your hand preventing you from taking it away, awakening another set of goosebumps on your skin by the way, and guided your trembling fingers toward his left pectoral.

-" feel this, angel ? "

You're in awe, standing there, feeling the flutter in his chest.

-" feel how special you are, making a Haitani's heart beat like crazy ? And i believe I do no less to you. "

Still deep down into an ocean of denial, you clung into your only lifeline, to play pretend.

And what If all of it was a dream? Wouldn't it still be nice to live it?

No matter what was it, or who set that whole masquerade, but they must be no less than a genius. Everything was pristine, you had to admit. His hair, his eyes, his features, even his voice and fragrance invading your nostrils was exactly what you had always imagined, his attitude, moreover, that insufferable, contemptuous smile...

-" you don't. " You uttered, slightly breathless, holding your towel tighter.

From where did that defiance came? Long story short it all disappeared as soon as he made one single step toward you, wrapping you in his almighty shadow.

And just as you had always imagined, he breaths charisma, imposes respect, he is in all the ways possible, a handsome, freaking scary gentleman.

-" Is it now ?" A scoff could be heard in his tone. " I would've sworn you've read like a hundred fictions about me. "

Yeah, that definitely was a dream.

Yet, your cheeks heated as a summer morning, carefully watching Ran Haitani's hands flirting with your hips, ghosting over your towel.

-" i believe most of your nights were spent fantasizing about me just fucking you, isn't it ?"

-" That's untrue. " You dared to lie, almost bumping your nose against his to which he answered by a cocky smile and a crooked eyebrow.

As more of your rationalism held on to you, your heart missed a beat when Ran's hand pushed your hips suddenly. Having you thus, sprayed on your bed, leaning on your elbows, Ran liked to think you were the prettiest prey.

His shape towered above you, covered you almost fully when he leaned over you, brushing of his lavender gaze your almost exposed body under your unique towel.

And the way his eyes lowered, shifted toward your bare thighs, glided to your eyes so swiftly was the sweetest way to strip you off your soul.

-" yeah ? Gotta tell me you've never rubbed these pretty thighs about something I could've said ?"

In from the fear, seemed like something new was burning throughout the great war he ignited in you. His calloused hand found your soft thigh's skin, staining the delicate clover with the invisible forever crimson engraved on his fingertips, insidiously pushing away the towel to reveal more of your skin to his craving eyes.

-" What you doing ?" The tremors in your voice were one of his first victories, he knew he had you, on fingertips reach, since you weren't doing anything to stop his hand sliding dangerously upper.

-" Watching you. " He simply said, comfortably sinking a knee on your left side of the bed, his chest nearly hugging yours.

Ran Haitani above you, and all your soldiers were suddenly stumbling down, in your battles no real vow of winning was perceived, just as if that one touching you so intimately wasn't a perfect stranger from a whole different universe.

-" Admiring just how pretty my doll looks when she thinks she's luring me."

Yes, his perfume was exactly how you imagined. You closed your eyes as his hand now sat not so innocently on your unclothed mons pubis, thumb running circled on the skin, making your breath hitch.

-" Look how soft you are... My princess's just begging to be touched. M'princess just begging to be fucked. "

Or maybe wasn't he such a perfect stranger, was he now ?

Opening your eyes after that was like waking up from the dream, his lavender gaze suddenly looked like you've forever stared into those alluring hues, his toned arms on each side of your body felt like the cocoon you've always yearned to, and just as if he could read that mind of yours like the easiest map on his desk, Ran's lips came closer to your ear, unbeknownst to you slightly dragging the dowel down from your chest.

-" ain't ya, love ? Craving daddy's cock to be inside you ? Whispering about how good your lil pussy feels, like in those chapters you secretly read ?"

Maybe was it the late hour ? Were you drunk on his intoxicating beauty under the moonlight ? High on his fragrance ? His lips insidiously kissing your jaw now ? One of these had you slightly pressing yourself against him, making him understand just how bad you needed that.

At that time, it didn't matter. Was it a dream ? A fantasie ? Were you just insanely drunk and asleep on some bar's counter ?

All those matters vanished in his lavender haze, all of you swallowed in his entire being, realer than ever. And that was what truly mattered.

-" You gotta tell me... " His whispers washed over your body as crashing ocean waves in your usually dead calm shores, Ran's thumb traced a vertical line toward your clit, stealing the breath away from your lungs. " Need your words, baby. Needa know if you gonna lemme taste the birthday girl "

A groan left now his mouth, his erection against your thigh prominent, truly said never have you ever felt so desired than now, your reflection on Ran's eyes, the fire burning in his guts to devour you, that man knew how to make a woman feel wanted.

-" Shit, this pussy's dripping, bet it's so fucking pretty down there, can I see ?"

The path of that shooting star shone through a blur, a questionable god's offer, a gift or a curse, but one thing was for sure.

All of that could be a dream, you could wake up the next morning with your towel still perfectly placed around your body and cold, perfectly done bed sheets.

Or you could wake up in his strong arms, holding you like there was no tomorrow, his hair slightly tickling your neck with his morning hard on pressed to your back, his deep voice whispering sweet nothings to your ear.

Yes, the path was blurry, but at the end of the day, you couldn't care less.

You leaned in his touch, bringing your lips closer to his, diving deeper in that same lavender haze you've so unconsciously craved.

-" Lemme show my pretty girl how good can daddy love her".

That was so cringe ngl, i had this idea since like last august but i only had the time to write it today, so it's rushed and shitty

Happy birthday baby anyway, I'm super glad and grateful for the day i met you my older sis @azalea-strum

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craomy · 1 year

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The Little Mermaid! Azul Ashengrotto x Yuu (Part 3/3)

Prompt: The story follows a plotline similar to The Little Mermaid. Down in the depths of the Kingdom of Atlantica, Yuu is known as the treasured daughter of the Sea King. Azul has disguised himself as Vance (Like Vanessa in the movie) in order to strike a deal with Prince Elias (Prince Eric) on a traveling ship as a human and Yuu is captivated. When the ship gets caught in a terrible storm, Yuu saves Azul and he’s unable to get her singing voice out of his head but doesn’t know who it is. When Yuu comes to Azul for a contract for her to become a human, he doesn’t realize that she was the one who saved him until after she obtains her legs. Now it’s up to Azul to come up with a plan to stop a romance caused by a misunderstanding.

Author’s Note: This story has a total of around 18k words, so I thought it would be easier to read if I broke it up into three parts.

Part 1: Here!

Part 2: Here!

Part 3: You’re reading it! :)

Grim had begun to pounce on top of Yuu to wake the girl up. Today was the third day, and she was excited to meet the love of her life.

“Come on, Yuu! I’m sure he’s waiting out there on the shore for you. We’ve got no time to waste!” the cat purred with excitement. Not even changing out of her pajamas, she looked into her mirror briefly to adjust her hair, and then took off with Grim in her arms. She wonders what he has been meaning to tell her. Oh, when the three days end, she’ll be able to get her voice back and tell him what she’s been hiding from him too!

Yuu made her way to the castle’s main hall and saw the same large crowd of nobles from yesterday and Prince Elias, waiting with a small box in his hand. The man had knelt down on one knee, looking at Yuu’s confused expression but proceeding anyway.

“It hasn’t been long since I’ve met you, but I sincerely ask you to listen to my word and give me a chance. You’ve changed me as a man and I no longer want to play around with anyone other than you. Will you marry me?” Prince Elias boldly proclaimed, using the social pressure on Yuu to his advantage. The girl was astounded, appalled even.

Huh?? What in Atlantica is he talking about?

“Yikes! Why in the world would he ask that when he knows that you’ve got your eyes on Vance?” Grim scowled as he lay in Yuu’s arms.

Her silence is what made every noble in the room whisper amongst themselves.

She took a step back, making Prince Elias take another step forward.

No! She doesn’t want to be with him!

The Prince leaned over to whisper in her ear, “I know your little secret, so if you don’t cooperate then I’ll…” smirking at Yuu’s mortified expression, he knew that he won.

Azul waited on the beach with a bouquet of flowers in hand in the form of Vance. He had hoped that Yuu liked the small gift that he gave to her in his coat. The nautilus shell. The hint that would let Yuu put the pieces of the whole story together. The sun was almost down and time was beginning to tick, just like he had originally planned when he simply wanted to trick Yuu for his revenge. He obviously didn’t believe in that now and was just waiting for her to come to see him.

“Maybe she’s not returning because she found out that you were her contractor.” Jade guessed while waiting around.

“Nah! Didn’t ya see the way she was making googly eyes at him yesterday? There’s no way Koebi-chan would change up that fast.” Floyd made kissy faces at Azul, snickering when he showed a face of displeasure.

“Isn’t it so obvious how infatuated I am? I must be pathetic for thinking I had a chance.” Azul felt blue. He had his hopes so high in the morning, waiting the entire time, thinking of what he would say, and imagining how Yuu would react. As the hours went by, the bouquet of flowers he held was beginning to wilt. It had even come to the point where he was so insecure that he was playing the, “she loves me not” game with one of the petals of the flowers.

He squatted with his head facing down to the ground, “Of course, she wouldn’t show up. I don’t know why I’ve fooled myself to believe this could work out.” Azul laughed pitifully at himself. Before all hope was lost, the trio could see a fluffy gray cat running towards them. Grim recognized Azul’s human form of Vance and appeared alarmed.

“Hey! I don’t know if you can hear me or not but Yuu is in trouble! That rascal of a prince is forcing Yuu to marry him and their wedding cruise already departed from the docks!” Grim cried out, hoping that maybe this human could understand what he was saying. Azul heard everything loud and clear, and so did the twins, nodding as they looked off into the distance where the ship was sailing west.

“Floyd! Jade! Transform into your merforms and take me to Yuu!” Azul ordered, replacing his doubt with a stronger fortitude. Grim yelped from hearing what he just said.

“Wait a second… Merforms? Floyd and Jade? Y-YOU’RE THE SEA SORCERER ALL ALONG?!” Grim was shocked as Floyd picked up the cat by the scruff of his neck.

“Bingo, Azarashi-chan~!” The animated twin showed a toothy grin. Jade sighed, smirking as he adjusted his gloves. “It’s about time you realized it. Now I wonder how the princess will react.” Jade was amused, set, and ready to take the next step.

“You’ve got to do us a favor since you’re in my debt for granting you those four paws of yours. I need you to quickly swim to the Sea King and tell him that Yuu is in danger.” the Sea Sorcerer had warned, making Grim gulp nervously.

“How am I going to do that? I’m still a cat, y’know?” Grim made obviously.

“Your potion seems to be running out by now,” Jade commented, pointing at how the magic spell on his hind legs was beginning to rewind. Floyd smirked, taking one last look at Grim’s face as he brought the sea puppy to his eyes.

“You hear that, guppy? You better be quick with it, ahaha!” Floyd smiled devilishly, making Grim’s face drop and scared about what was going to happen. The playful twin then got into aiming position, holding onto Grim like he was about to throw a football.

“WAIT–! NO! AAHHHHH!!” Grim exclaimed with dread as it was too late. Floyd had launched Grim into the air and far off into the distance, making a huge splash into the water. Azul felt apprehensive. This uneasiness pooling in his stomach wasn’t enough to stop him from rushing into the water, knee-deep already.

No, no, no! She can’t possibly marry that insufferable imbecile. The sun was beginning to set and this was now a race against time! He needs to end this marriage and come clean with the truth before then.

Some say that a bride on her wedding day is supposed to be the happiest, but Yuu’s gloominess far surpasses any hint of joy. Prince Elias kept the nautilus shell that was in his hands in safekeeping. He doesn’t know when it would come in handy, but if Yuu had tried to object at the wedding lectern, he’d use the shell to fabricate Yuu’s voice to say, “I do.”

Prince Elias threatened the life of her love if she didn’t agree to this marriage. As someone who is next in line for the throne, it’s inevitable that he would gain the power and ability to get rid of anyone, even someone as influential as Vance. Although, he did promise that she would gain the ability to be able to freely roam the human world.

Of course, this was a blatant lie. Even Yuu knew that, but what other options does she have left? The wedding was being forced upon her by a man that’s not her true love, and Yuu couldn’t stop thinking about him.

Prince Elias took Yuu’s arm and held her next to his side. Just how it should’ve been from the beginning. The sounds of organs were already harmonizing as they both slowly walked down the aisle. Yuu had to inhale and exhale to remind herself that she was doing it for him.

Feeling the unfamiliar gazes of strangers on her was uncomfortable, but not as uncomfortable as the man who was taking charge of this entire situation. There was no one she knew here, not even Grim. A wedding ceremony was supposed to be a promise between both people, even the merfolk under the sea knew that. Though, there’ll be vows that will be made for completely wrong reasons.

Her heart wanted to weep.

She was still trapped like a fish in a bowl, unable to do anything but remain within a boundary declared by someone else, not able to attain what she desired after all. The wedding bells were ringing, but most definitely not for her.

“Do you, Elias, take this maiden to be your lovely wedded wife, for as long as you both shall live?” the priest inquired. Yuu took a look at the sun which had almost touched the horizons of the sea, gloomy of what is to come.

“I do.” He said proudly. Prince Elias slowly pulled out the nautilus shell from his pocket. It was any second now that it would be time for him to use this piece of blackmail to solidify his position as the prince in the kingdom, having Yuu’s voice to declare her utmost truthful confession of love at last.

This is not what she wanted at all.

Even after she rebelled against her father…

Even after she signed a contract with the Sea Sorcerer…

Even after she finally became human…

Even after she had fallen in love…

Yuu stared at the ground as her vision became blurry.

Huh?

Tears finally fell from her eyes.

Was this her punishment for falling in love?

This was it, she was going to suffer a fate worse than death.

The nautilus shell with her voice glowed even brighter as it spoke in her voice, “I–”

“I’ve got to hand it to you, you know exactly how to test my patience.” A voice erupted from behind.

Yuu’s head lifted and was directed to the voice. Everyone’s heads had turned towards a man who was interrupting the ceremony. There he stood, heaving with bated breaths from rushing to the wedding. With Jade and Floyd in their true forms, he was just barely able to make it in time.

“Well look at who decided to show up! A villain who juggles more than one mask and deceives others for his own benefit! How shameless can you possibly be, Vance?!” Prince Elias barked. Yuu didn’t hesitate to rush to Azul’s side until the groom forcefully grabbed the bride’s wrist, the girl wincing at the strong pressure. Azul kept walking down the aisle, almost livid that he dared to even think of laying a hand on her. Keeping his composure as much as he could, he decided that he was going to handle this with words and stay as civil as possible. There are witnesses, after all.

“That’s not at all how you should treat a lady. Any man who resorts to violence has already admitted that he has lost.” He approached Yuu as close as he could, hardly minding the gasps and the stares from the nobles around him.

“You’re not denying any of my accusations. You can’t possibly show up to my wedding and then try to take my bride away!”

“Your bride? Your bride?” Azul comes to a halt, his next few words growing bitter and resentful.

“As far as I know, she hasn’t been able to say a single word. For someone who wouldn’t take no for an answer, you’d most definitely take no answer as any answer.” Prince Elias took a step back with Yuu in his hold, his grip becoming tighter. How dare he lay a hand on Yuu?

“Have you ever thought to consider how she felt about any of this? You call her your bride, yet you don’t know a single thing about her. She’s a lustrous gem, yet you lust over her and only wish to attain her for the very wrong reasons. Forcing her to marry you to raise your reputation and clear your name? Please, who’s the real villain here?” Azul laughed, keeping himself as composed as he can be.

“Well, then what about you? How will you value your integrity when you’ve kept this away from her?!” Prince Elias revealed the glowing nautilus shell in his fist. Yuu’s eyes widened, hearing lingering echoes of her own voice radiating from it.

“This is why he’s here! Don’t let him deceive you! Look at him and watch, you’ll see.” The shadows of Azul’s fears began to invade his conscience. He wanted to speak but his throat had begun to tighten.

“Azul Ashengrotto. The man who you believed to be Vance actually turned out to be an octopus! He’s not even a mermaid, either! This entire time he’s only been getting closer to you to use you and make sure he uses you as a bargaining chip against your own father.” He had one final look at the shell and proceeded to toss it to Azul, who barely even caught it.

“Here, keep it. It’s like we’ve made a trade. You keep that little voice of hers and I take her all for myself! Hahaha!” the prince mocked, causing Azul to have deja vu from when he was bullied as a child. Yuu took this opportunity of the prince getting ahead of himself to stomp her heel straight through her perpetrator’s foot. He yelled in pain from her resistance and was offended. All of a sudden, he grabbed a harpoon from the side of the ship and pressed it up against Yuu’s neck.

“How… How dare you?!” Azul bitterly spat, his hands clenched and teeth gritting.

“Yes! Make that face for me, Azul! Show her that you only look at her like merchandise and that you’ve only ever cared about what you could gain. You did lie to her, that much is true.” The prince skewed everything that was said, but… he wasn’t wrong.

“I was going to tell her everything until you acted like a white knight in shining armor, thinking selfishly and brashly. This nautilus shell was supposed to be Yuu’s honest gift from me but you took it from her. Now I finally have the chance to give it back!” Azul traced his thumb over the curves of the shell one last time, kissing it like a token of good luck and raising it in the air before shattering it against the ground. The golden whirl of light that was previously contained had swirled in a flowy current, trailing back to its original owner, Yuu’s singing coming back to her control. The princess beamed when receiving what once was hers.

The Sea Sorcerer didn’t regret what he did. Not for a second. Seeing Yuu finally smile in the midst of this chaos was enough for him to keep pushing forward. With the same voice he yearned for in the beginning, he decided it’d be best for her to keep it, for she was much happier that way.

“Vance–Azul, I don’t care who you are– please don’t doubt the time we spent together!” Yuu’s mouth was covered by Prince Elias hand. The perpetrator peered at the sun and saw that it almost concealed itself by dipping into the ocean. Kissing her would keep her human forever, Prince Elias thought, pulling Yuu’s face closer to his. Sick and tired of being silenced, Yuu had bit down hard on Prince Elias’ finger, earning a painful howl from the man. Quickly shoving herself away from the groom, Yuu and Azul both rushed to each other.

The Sea Sorcerer entangled his fingers in the princess’ hair, pulling her in for a long-awaited embrace, mixtures of relief washing over him when finally feeling her in his arms.

“It’s been you all the time.” Yuu uttered, but not in betrayal or repulsion. Melting in his grasp, she could feel Azul stroke her back tenderly with trembling hands. He had been so afraid of losing her. Sevens, if he were a second off, he would never be able to forgive himself.

“Yuu, I… I wanted to tell you–” Azul whispered ever so softly while gazing into Yuu’s eyes, lulling his eyelids to prepare to sink his lips with hers until saw in the corner of his eye, Prince Elias charging at the both of them with his harpoon. Instantly, Azul pushed Yuu away from him as the prince rammed the foreign object into his chest. The groom chuckled in his victory, only to realize a second later that his harpoon wasn’t piercing through his skin. The sun had finally set and there was an intense amount of light that had emitted from Azul’s coat. The contract between him and Yuu had finally been sealed, done and over.

Prince Elias gasped in disbelief and staggered backward. The harpoon clattered against the floorboards. Azul withdrew the golden contract and it reflected its shimmering hue back to his face, a laugh erupting from his chest.

“You’re too late, Prince Elias!” he clenched the scroll in his hands and for a second felt power-hungry. Transforming into his original octopus-merform, he had sprouted his tentacles and the sky was painted darkly from his influence. Seeing the color in Prince Elias disappear was much too satisfying. Seeing him apprehensive and afraid gave Azul a bit of his confidence back, perhaps even becoming egotistical. He could only imagine the look on other merfolk’s faces once he got to them. Finally, he’d be able to get a taste of revenge…

A taste of…

...

In his peripheral vision, he saw Yuu sprawled on the ground, her former tail returning to her. Lacking energy, she peered back at Azul with hopeful eyes. The look on her face was one that had wanted to trust him. She had her faith in Azul to do the right thing, witnessing him almost losing himself and getting carried away. The Sea Sorcerer had stopped briefly.

What was the point of all of this?

He had dreamed of this very day happening ever since he was young, but it all didn’t seem to matter to him as much as he thought it would. If he kept the contract, wouldn’t it mean that everything Prince Elias had said would be true?

He wanted Yuu to trust him. Only he could nullify the terms and agreements. Only he was capable of ending it all. That way, Yuu wouldn’t be obliged to belong to him, at least not in this cruel and demanding way. As proof of his conviction, Azul ripped the scroll in half with his own hands, feeling shocks of lightning tearing through his body as he defied the natural law of its indestructible nature. He looked down at the scrap piece of paper as it lost its glow, finally crumbling it into a ball and tossing it into the ocean. He didn’t need a contract to be with Yuu. All he needed was to be by her side.

Humiliated, pathetically desperate, and vengeful! These feelings were swelling in the prince’s chest. Why weren’t things going his way?!

It was because it was the first time he’s ever been said no to. He’d gained everything he ever desired, yet that wasn’t enough to satiate his appetite. He could only dote and swoon and fawn on this lady who was withdrawn. It seems that she who held her tongue would get her man. He felt inferior to Azul. He had everything but he couldn’t have her!

“If I can’t have her, then no one can!”

Prince Elias scurried to his weapon in a last-minute attempt to do damage. He directed the long spear-like instrument toward Yuu.

“Say goodbye to your precious little mermaid!” Prince Elias bellowed, pulling the trigger on the harpoon.

Yuu couldn’t run. She can’t possibly dodge this without her legs. Time seemed to slow down for her. This really was it, huh? She shut her eyes and accepted what was about to come.

…

But it never came.

Yuu opened her eyes and gasped, covering her mouth in disbelief. Azul shielded her body, weakly towering over her figure with a harpoon puncturing and piercing through his abdomen. The octopus’ breathing hitched, doing his best to stay calm and composed in hopes to reassure Yuu of this major wound.

“Azul!” Yuu cried out, her hands pressed against his chest. Crimson had splattered from Azul’s lips yet he couldn’t waste another second thinking about his own pain. He picked Yuu up carefully with his tentacles and rushed over to the edge of the boat to keep her from harm’s way.

Prince Elias hollered as he rammed against Azul’s body, attempting to pull out the harpoon so that he could further bleed out, only to be latched by the ankle with a tentacle and plunged into the waters with both of them. Submerging into the sea, Azul’s grip loosened on Yuu and Prince Elias, losing his strength.

Jade and Floyd both eyed how the prince was fighting for air and both cackled mischievously.

“N-No! Get me out of here!” Prince Elias desperately tried to keep his head above the surface of the water before he was dragged further into the abyss.

“This is revenge for our boss.” Jade yanked the human towards him with his tail.

“Aha ha! Let’s get ‘em, Jade!” Floyd wrapped his tail around Elias’ body and squeezed.

“He’s just like bubble wrap.”

“Oopsies! Did I overdo it?”

“No, look. He’s still kicking.”

“Okaaaay! Why don’t we do this last one together?”

“Shock the heart.”

“Bind the heart!”

As Prince Elias met his deserved demise, Azul weakly laid back on the cold ocean floor. Yuu’s eyes had welled up in tears, desperately pushing her hands against the big gaping wound that only continued to overflow with blood.

“No, this can’t be happening! W-Why did you do that, Azul?” Yuu cried, looking at his true form. His hair, a wavy silver tone, his eyes, a dull gray color, and his beauty mark that was placed perfectly on the side of his lip. His handsome face paled, wincing but brought the backside of his hand to graze against her cheek.

“I had to do it. I can’t– I can’t let anything happen to you. I had to–” Azul stammered, incapable of imagining how he’d imagine a world without Yuu. It was a split-second decision and he couldn’t bare the guilt if he didn’t do something.

“Shh… It’s going to be okay, I’ve got you. E-Everything will be okay.” The little mermaid buried her head into the Sea Sorcerer’s chest. Things were not going to be okay. Azul’s timeframe was only shortening by the minute and there was nothing that she could do!

“I-I’m sorry, Yuu. Truly, I am. How embarrassing it is that you have to see me like this… I’m nothing but a silly, lonely little octopus,” Azul tried to make fun of himself, only to cough out an alarming amount of blood.

“I don’t care about any of that!” Yuu held his face between her hands.

“Would an evil Sea Sorcerer really prepare the best things in town for my arrival? Would a selfish man really go through the trouble to teach a naive girl how to walk? Would he smile at me so tenderly after I pull down his hat and completely splash him with water, or hold me as if he’d never get the chance to hold me again after he let go?” Yuu shouted, causing Azul’s eyes to widen in astoundment.

“But… Don’t you feel betrayed when you found out that Vance was never real?”

“I already knew you were Azul Ashengrotto!” the mermaid confessed, causing the octopus to be dumbfounded.

“What…? How could that be?”

“I don’t know anybody else who would call me Angelfish after falling into a lake. Not only that, but your two henchmen stick out like a sore thumb, silly.” The girl sniffed when trying to lighten the mood, rubbing her thumb across Azul’s cheek. He bit his lip, feeling a bit sheepish. I suppose he couldn’t foolproof everything.

“Vance, Azul Ashengrotto, I could see right through you whether you’re an octopus or a human. I don’t believe so strongly in rumors and I believe that you’re capable of having a change of heart. Even then, I knew that the only one I could love is you! It will always be you, no matter what.” Yuu pressed her forehead against his own affectionately.

Ah.

Ahh…

Azul felt his lip quiver, a lump becoming stuck in his throat and his tears became too much to contain. All his life, he wanted someone who can truly accept him for who he was. How was it that she was able to achieve all of this? He’s been able to see a more vibrant world with her by her side, and he thought he had been the one to introduce her to the unknown of the world. He felt too blessed. He really was.

“Above all, you have the most beautiful soul, Angelfish.” The octopus momentarily forgot his injury, twinging at the subtle movements he made to hold Yuu closer to him. His breathing came to a slow pace as he wishfully looked into her eyes.

“Could you… s-sing for me one last time? I couldn’t get enough of your voice the day you left.” He weaved his fingers within her hair as Yuu fought to not cry completely. She sniffed, seeing that this was his final wish. He looked far, far, too pale at this point, but he put every last drop of his strength into enduring the urge to slumber eternally.

“I don’t know when, I don’t know how

But I know something’s starting right now…

Watch and you’ll see, someday I’ll be…

Part of your world.”

She leaned in, very carefully. Her beating heart pressed against his that had slowed to a calm. She could no longer feel the tears that brimmed her eyes, or the bitterly cold atmosphere of the ocean because all she could feel was Azul, everywhere, filling everything she had ever thought and believed in… for a kiss.

A kiss of true love.

The silence was loud. Yuu had shut her eyes and gradually strayed from his lips, sinking her head into the crook of his neck.

“I love you.”

Yuu broke into a sob, gripping Azul’s limp and unresponsive hand, only stopping to realize that the hand she clasped onto had squeezed back. She opened her eyes, seeing that there was light emitting from the hole that was gaping through Azul’s abdomen. It was as if the clocks reversed in the Sea Sorcerer’s body, the fates’ design changing… The reformation of skin and bone had melted and stitched itself back together like magic, completely vanishing. Azul’s life-threatening injury was no longer present.

Yuu was bewildered at what had just happened. How was this possible? What could this mean? As if she had gone through this very same scenario as before, the mermaid pushed her head next to Azul’s chest, hearing his heartbeat’s rhythmic pace matching her very own.

“I surrendered my heart, yet you give me so much life, darling,” Yuu felt her hand further entwine with the man that lay beneath her. She looked up, smiling from ear to ear, causing Azul to be awestruck, and welcomed her warmth in his arms once more. Words could not describe how fortunate Yuu felt. All of the time that they spent together flashed in her memory once more, her relief washing over her and granting her peace.

“Azul!” Yuu exclaimed, regaining all of her hope. She embraced him tightly as if she would never get the chance to hold him again. Azul was given the strength that he needed, along with the resolve to solidify what he wanted to do. It’s never been clearer than before. Everything he did, he wanted to do it all for her. He would never let go of her again. There was no more Prince Elias, contract, or guilt in his way. Every opportunity was now his.

“Finally, I get to do this.” The Sea Sorcerer gently brought Yuu’s face near his own. Before they’ve made contact, he pauses for a moment more.

“May I?” Azul shyly asked for permission, not wanting to be rude or force the girl after the wedding fiasco incident. This caused Yuu to laugh at his polite gesture.

“Of course!” she answered, feeling the weight of Azul’s lips finally placed on hers, the both of them deeply intertwined with each other. His soul could only be at rest with hers.

“I’ve finished calculating our sales figures for today. Now, do we have a deal, Sea King?” Azul questioned, peering into the eyes of the King of Atlantica, determined for the man to let him win this negotiation.

“I consider myself a reasonable merman. I’ll let you know that I’ve set certain rules and I expect those rules to be obeyed, Azul…” The almighty and powerful monarch had set his trident to strike against the ground. Grim yelped and quickly swam behind his towering figure. Sitting down on his throne, he rested the trident that he held and looked back at the Sea Sorcerer.

“Oh… Then I guess there’s just one problem left.” The Sea King sighed.

Grim gulped, peeking his head from the side, “and what’s that, your Majesty?”

“How much I’m going to miss her.” The Sea King had ushered Azul to come forward, which the octopus had cautiously done. The king had held out his hand for a handshake, which Azul took, only to be pulled in for a strong hug by Yuu’s father.

“Thank you, sir. I’ll always ensure your daughter’s happiness.” Azul was able to relax, no longer stressed about having to get the Sea King’s blessing. He had come up with all sorts of possible scenarios of conversation in his head for this very moment, meticulously crafting specific phrases for convincing the king. Fortunately for him, it wasn’t too difficult to do, of course with the little mermaid showing her adoration for the Sea Sorcerer after everything that happened.

“Azull~! Where are you?” Yuu’s voice echoed in the halls of the castle.

Azul withdrew from the embrace, coughing nervously in his fist before bowing to him before he made his leave. He swam as quickly as he could with his eight tentacles to the little mermaid who was calling for him.

“Angelfish! I’m here. There’s a place where I’ve been meaning to take you, my newly opened restaurant called the Mostro Lounge.” Azul swam to Yuu and greeted the princess with a kiss on her hand. She beamed at the gesture and he could only look forward to the future with her. Behind his back, he held a box that was decorated with the seashell she had gifted Azul. Inside was a beautiful engagement ring to promise their futures together.

Villains too, also deserve their happily ever after.

Epilogue: It had turned out that Yuu’s signature spell, “Part of Your World” had healing properties whenever she sang! Grim was too much of a slow swimmer to get the Sea King to break up the wedding in time (definitely not because I wanted the finale to mostly focus on Yuu and Azul). Floyd and Jade were just playing with Prince Elias a bit and the humans heard about how he forced a mute girl to try to marry him. Yuu and Azul had to do a lot of explaining to the Sea King about the situation and slowly over time, the Sea King came to accept Azul to court his daughter. Grim at first was against the two of them getting together but after Azul offered the lifetime supply of canned tuna, he was more than happy for him to be welcomed into the family. Instead of having clients fall into debt forever, Azul decided to open up the Mostro Lounge which was available for both the human world and the merpeople world. The Sea Sorcerer was able to improve his reputation in Atlantica bit by bit, receiving some criticism from those who still had hard feelings against him, but Yuu was able to help him realize that he shouldn’t hold onto those grudges.

Author’s Note: I had a lot of fun writing this! It came out to be longer than I thought, so I thought it would be best to split the story up into three parts so that it’s easier for some people to read. I absolutely adore watching The Little Mermaid and I always wanted to read what would happen if Azul and Yuu were to follow the general plot of the movie. I wish for as many people to read this because I do think there will be someone out there who may really like this story for our favorite Azul Ashengrotto. I hope everyone has a happy new year! :))

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Jack was nervous. He hadn't gone all out for a date...ever. Even when he was courting Cleo, he never found himself in a pressed dress shirt with a black vest lighting candles in the dining room. The house smelled great, the food turned out perfect. He set an alarm to take his meds which he did on time. He looked at himself in the mirror and debating on what he could possibly do with his hair but he knew he was just lucky to have it clean. He found himself nervously fiddling with the bouquet that he put together when he heard the soft knock on the door.

"Come in." Jack yelled hearing the door open and close.

"Wow...you clean up nice Thurlow." Y/n smiled at him as she looked him over. She was wearing a dress that fell just above her knee and moved with her body as she walked.

"Look who's talking." He swallowed trying to form words from how dry his throat just became.

"You look beautiful." He walked towards her and kissed her cheek. She laughed and nodded.

"I think anything is a step up from scrubs or pajamas you usually see me in." She walked towards the table seeing the candles.

"You really went all out. The candles, the flowers, Jack these are gorgeous." She looked at the bouquet.

"I don't want to brag but I did like 2 hours of research on the symbolism of flowers just to make this bouquet special just for you." He smirked.

She laughed as she started picking through the flowers and looking at him.

"Calla lilies symbolize magnificent beauty. Much like the Dahlia's that symbolize your dignity and elegance." She shook her head before touching the Iris'.

"Blue Iris symbolizes hope which is what I have for the daffodil's which symbolize new beginnings." Jack licked his bottom lip and she put her arms around his neck.

"The roses are pretty self explanatory." He added letting his hands fall to her waist.

"You're really trying to get laid tonight huh?" She teased making him blush.

"Seriously, this is the sweetest thing anyone has ever done for me. Thank you." She kissed his lips and he sighed into the kiss. He was so worried he had gone too corny with the flowers but he was wrong.

"I would offer you a drink but I can't really drink with my meds." She shook her head at him.

"I don't drink a lot myself because of mine either. Water works just fine." She followed him into the kitchen.

"So this is what it's like for two mentally ill people to date." Jack teased.

"I honestly couldn't say. I don't even remember the last time I was on a date." She admitted.

"I don't believe that. I've been here a while now and you're the most attractive person I've seen." Jack poured water in a glass for her and one for himself.

"You're about to find out how insanely boring I truly am so I hope you're prepared to be let down. I've been considering getting a cat to complete the trifecta." She smiled taking the glass.

"Hey once I'm cleared to get a dog we can be shut ins together." He joked.

"We should probably work on the whole shut in thing. We're too young to give up on social progress." Jack pulled her chair out for her and she sat.

"I wouldn't mind being social as long as you're with me." Jack sits down opposite her and smiles. The conversation seemed almost knowingly, like they had known each other for years and we're just two old friends catching up. He learned the Y/n liked to swim, paint and listen to oldies rock music. She learned that Jack was a big reader as well as writer, enjoyed classic black and white horror movies and cooking shows, which explained how what he cooked was so good.

They moved from the dining room to the living room and sat on the couch talking.

"Just by looking at you, I wouldn't have expected you would enjoy cooking so that's a nice surprise." Y/n smiled.

"Why is that? What's my look got to do with it?" Jack laughed looking at himself.

"You're what the internet refers to as babygirl stature. It's cute though." She teases him making him shake his head.

"Well I guess I have to start working out or something." Jack mocked offense and she gave him a playful shove.

"Shut up, you know you're hot." Y/n rolled her eyes at him. He smiled at her and drew circles on the skin of her knee.

"Yeah? Pretentious mentally afflicted makes you weak in the knees?" Jack tilted his head and she put her hand on top of his.

"Something like that." She teased moving his hand up her thigh and under her dress. Jack could feel the wetness on the front of her panties.

"Fuck...all this for me?" Jack asked curiously. He could feel her hips move just at the mere graze of his fingertips.

"Put dress clothes and homemade dinner on a menu and the hot, pretentious mentally afflicted guy gets you wet." He continued to tease her and she put her hand on his neck.

"No...just you Jack. You make me wet." She confirmed before pulling him towards her. She kissed him hard, gripping at the hair from the bottom of his skull making him groan. He pushed her panties to the side and let his fingers tease her clit. He couldn't believe she was already this turned on as he pushed two fingers into her cunt making her jaw slack.

"Oh fuck." She yanked his hair again and Jack leaned back to watch her face as he finger fucked her on the couch, her moaning and pulling on the sides of his vest like she was trying to brace for the impact of an orgasm.

"Does that feel good? You like when I fuck you like this?" Jack could feel how hard he was but he didn't want her to touch him. He wanted all the focus to be on her and her pleasure.

"Jack...fuck yes. Don't stop, please don't stop." She pleaded.

"I'm not going to stop, I want you to cum for me. I want to be the reason you cum." Jack explained trying to speed up his thrusts and still maintain pressure on her clit. He could feel a slight tightening around his hand and her moans got louder.

"Come on baby, cum for daddy." Jack whispered into her neck, biting down on the skin near her beauty mark. She let out a scream, gripping his hand but when she started whimpering, he started to slow the pace. He felt her legs shaking and watched her breasts heave in her dress, trying to catch her breath. Jack removed his fingers and licked them clean as Y/n laid, half on his lap, half on the couch with a shiver.

"Daddy?" She laughed.

"You came didn't you?" He blushed and she pulled him on top of her to kiss him. She could taste herself on his tongue and she deseperately wanted to return the favor but he declined.

"I wanted this night to be about you. Besides, I think if I undid the button on my pants I'll cum." Jack explained. She laid there with him on the couch for almost an hour, talking and enjoying the feeling of just being held by one another.

She looked over at the clock and saw what time it was.

"My mom has testing in the morning so if you text me and I don't respond, don't take it personally. I will let you know when I get the plans for our second date put together." She tucked his hair behind his ear and he smiled.

"Second date...so I did pretty good tonight." He boasted and she kissed him.

"You did perfectly." She sprinkled little kisses over his face and he smiled. She went home that night and text him how much fun she had and Jack felt like he had won some sort of award. He had never planned a date in his life but something about Y/n made him want to do better, be better.

He was also correct in assuming that undoing his button on his pants would make him cum. He would need to take these dress pants to the dry cleaners.

#Jack Thurlow #Jack Thurlow x Y/N #Jack Goes Home #Glass Houses Series #Glass Houses #One Shot Series #Rory Culkin #Culkin Cult

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