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T3CHN0 File 7: CONFRONTATION

CONFRONTATION (noun). A hostile or argumentative meeting or situation between opposing parties.

Featuring the Crosses of @shadowoa , @apolleh , @skell-pilot-sora , @elysia-cross , @phoenixfireartists , and @stargazer-ele .

Dsandro was going to die. He’d die by Ophelia’s hands, one way or another, and it wouldn’t be pretty.

That was what she decided, shortly after her husband - an eight legged monstrosity, fangs dripping poison from a mouth too small, several more blackened eyes forming along his cheeks - lunged at her, so keen on her death that it made Ophelia tear up. The stench of death was rampant between Spyridon and Ruadha, still folded in on himself as he coughed up spider after fucking spider. Ophelia’s multigun was drawn, but she didn’t have the heart to shoot, she didn’t have the heart to hurt her family. Every attempt at convincing herself they were just illusions was interrupted by Spyridon’s relentless attacks, his pleas for her to end this suffering of his, of theirs. But he’d even admitted it before. There was no way she could fix this. Godhood had failed her, godhood was a farce.

And by god, did that make her angry.

Spyridon opened his mouth, hissing before he tried to speak again, but just as he raised a leg, just as he was about to strike once more, his body erupted into red and blue particles, dissolving into the digital air. Ruadha’s body met the same fate, and Ophelia gaped as a small cube entered her vision, glitching out and slightly transparent, but still very much there. She growled, pointing her gun at it. Another fucking illusion, it had to be. What was it going to give her this time?!

But then, the cube spoke.

“Oh shit, Auntie Phel!!”

“Fudgemuffin?” Ophelia whispered, unable to process the fact that Fudge’s voice just came out of that cube. “That can’t be -”

“I know, I’m Minecraft now, I can explain everything once we get everyone back together,” He quickly interrupted, “I just disrupted everyone’s illusions, I just have to - fuck, this is really ridiculous, I have no fucking autonomy here and it’s getting on my god damn nerves - there we go.”

Five other figures started to appear around Fudge, digitizing into place. After a few painstakingly long seconds, Ophelia realized it was the entire group, reunited. Judging from how pale everyone looked, they’d gone through the same shit. Ophelia sighed. At least everyone was alive, and they had some semblance of Fudge with them.

“What the fuck…” Polaris breathed, “Alright, I rate that a solid zero out of ten. That was beyond fucked. Dsandro’s gonna get his ass removed and I’m gonna tear his limbs off to feed to the acapria.”

“Understatement of the year, North Star,” Nyx shuddered, “Dsandro’s gonna pay for that one.”

“I’m sorry, everyone,” The cube floated downwards, almost like Fudge’s shoulders had slumped, “I would’ve come to help sooner, but…well, I can’t do much like this.”

“Wait, Fudge? Is that you?” Abel asked, frowning. “But your body -”

“My body’s hanging out with Dsandro, yeah, but my conscience is stuck inside this fucking thing,” Fudge explained, “Long story short, I’m gonna need your help reuniting me with my body again. I’ve got a plan to dismantle Dsandro’s little world and give him a much needed dose of reality.”

“We’re going to need to distract Dsandro while one of us gets close enough to Fudge’s body to reconnect him,” Touya added on.

“Exactly. If I tried to fly in alone, I’d get bitch slapped, and I don’t know how much more damage this cube form can reasonably take before I’m lost in the sauce. I’d love to remain out of the sauce, if at all possible.”

Ophelia shook her head, bemused at Fudge’s attempt at humor. It was a coping mechanism, she knew from experience, and while Polaris managed to snicker at it, everyone else didn’t really react. Even Ciel, who had previously been confused to all hell and back, simply stared onwards, her mind somewhere distant, somewhere that wasn’t in the present day. Ophelia wanted to comment on it, tell her to focus, especially since this was an important development, but the cube floated into her direct line of sight, Fudge’s voice now softer, more earnest.

“Auntie Phel, I trust you the most. Can you get me back to my body in one piece?”

There was no hesitation. “‘Course I can, Fudge. Ye can count on me.”

“Right, then,” The cube spun around to face everyone, though its faces were all too similar to really say there was a front or a back, “Everyone else, I trust you to kick Dsandro’s ass. There’s just one extra thing I should tell you guys before you go diving right into battle, it’s about your cor -”

T3CHN0’s white noise started to buzz, the song shifting to an incessant swarm of bees. Ophelia spun around as the walls slid down into the ground, revealing Dsandro and Fudge’s body in the same exact spot as before. And yes, Ophelia could tell it was the same spot, and even if it wasn’t, she didn’t care. They were in sight, they were in mind, and she knew what was going to happen next.

“Well now,” Dsandro tsked, “Cheating isn't very honorable now, is it?”

“We never agreed to your game,” Abel growled in response, “And you’ve got our friend. All bets are off.”

“Who, this empty shell?” He asked, and he did not smile, he did not smirk. In fact, his question was one of genuine curiosity, one that was founded on an answer he already held. He stepped closer to Fudge, placing his hand on his shoulder, and the body did not respond. “Although…no, not empty, far from empty.”

“The hell’s that supposed to mean?!” The cube flew out from behind Ophelia, Fudge’s characteristic rage igniting tenfold, “Why, you dickbag?! Why did you hunt me down to be your fucking puppet?!”

Dsandro seemed off put for a moment, clearly surprised at this little floating cube who was freely cursing him out. “Well, it’s simple, really. It’s all possible because Antonio Carson wanted you to live. He created a program that acted identical to his son, and in doing so, he made that program fluid, mobile. His coding practically made you indestructible. I wanted that part of your coding for T3CHN0 - imagine, an indestructible world where humanity could live in harmony, free from the terrors of the cosmos!”

“Real damn ironic o’ ya t’ say that,” Ophelia countered, raising her multigun, “If yer world’s really free from all th’ dangers out there, then how come it’s founded on imprisonin’ an innocent man?”

“Damn right about that,” Polaris came up on Ophelia’s left hand side, fists raised and ready to enter combat at a moment’s notice. “Freedom and godhood don’t mean shit when it means someone’s gotta suffer for it.”

“That’s where you’re both wrong,” Dsandro countered, “Fudge - the program that once inhabited this body standing next to me - is just a program. It’s not human, it’s not considered a life in the way that we all are. How can you defend something that’s -”

“Finish that fuckin’ sentence. I dare ya.” Ophelia spat, and everyone was beside her now, weapons all poised and ready, the fire in their eyes raring for a fight, for justice. Enough had been said.

And yet, Dsandro opened his weasely little mouth one last time with a smile, raising his hand off of Fudge’s shoulder.

“Conflict is inevitable, but another test of worth,” He said, “So then, let’s make haste. May the best world win.”

And with a snap of his fingers, everything began.

Dynamo drone fire and ether swelled and shot straight towards Dsandro, who glitched out of existence and reappeared in the same spot, completely unfazed. Polaris charged forward, screaming bloody murder with full intent to make due on it, and Ciel followed on the pole of her bolide, her psycho launchers formed and trailing behind as they continued to fire. Ophelia went after Ciel, Fudge’s cube staying close behind her, and she left Abel and Touya behind as they engaged in more ranged attacks. She focused on everyone’s positions for too long a second, and when she looked back at Dsandro, she realized with a sinking heart that Fudge’s body was nowhere to be seen.

It didn’t take long for him to reappear, however. Mere yards away, Fudge’s body engaged the beam rifle in his mechanical arm and charged up a quick blast. Ophelia skidded and dodged with little grace, running a full circle around Fudge’s body. She fired off a couple blasts from her multigun, trying to shoot around but not at him. The blast particles gave a decent amount of cover, but it hardly seemed to impact Fudge’s body, the relentless volley following close behind her.

“Auntie Phel, this is a really awful fucking time to mention it, but you’ve gotta know something important,” Fudge’s cube fluttered, dodging a blast and finding itself mere inches from Ophelia’s head, “When Dsandro put you inside those fear simulations, he must’ve used them to corrupt your programs within T3CHN0, so you need to be caref -”

Ophelia had been listening a little too closely, letting up on her sprint for the briefest of moments, and that was all Fudge’s body needed to land a perfect shot to her torso. She cried out, getting launched back a fair distance and losing her footing. As her back hit the ground, Fudge’s cube flew after her, and she sat up to assess the damage. The shot had left a collection of blackened particles on her chest, glitching and slowly crawling outwards. Her entire image flickered and she gasped.

“Th’ Sam Hell is this?!” She asked Fudge, trying to hide her rising panic.

“That’s the good ol’ corruption I tried to warn you guys about!” Fudge explained, “If you reach one hundred percent corruption…fuck, I don’t even know what’ll happen, but I don’t want you or anyone else to find out.”

“It means you’ll fall to the whims of the world, under my direct control.”

Somehow, Dsandro had made his way towards her, and Fudge’s body had turned tail and went to attack the others. The sound of gunfire radiated against the world’s soft symphony, and the combination made Ophelia want to puke. Dsandro, unfazed, unbothered, merely smirked down at her.

“I didn’t expect to meet under these circumstances,” He confessed with a lazy shrug, “But here we both are.”

“Right, right,” Ophelia hissed, clutching her stomach as she forced herself back on her feet, stumbling slightly, “Real nice t’ meet ya. It’ll be real nice t’ kill ya in a few seconds, too.”

“Well, hold on now,” He raised his hands in a mock sign of peace, “Before you do, I’d like to thank you for making all of this possible. T3CHN0 wouldn’t have come into existence had it not been for you.”

“‘Scuse me?” She was rightfully confused, and judging by the little whirring noise Fudge’s cube made, he wasn’t in the loop either.

Dsandro chuckled, a low and proud thing that made Ophelia take a threatening step forward. He didn’t move, still unfazed, still unbothered. “Let me take you back to the 2050 TechFes that Carson Tech hosted in the main headquarters. July 17th. The same day the flesh and blood prodigy of Antonio Carson was unfortunately killed in a terrorist attack that destroyed the building and stole the lives of many other inventors and scientists. Did you ever stop to think who those terrorists were? Who sent them? Who decided to target that specific building on that specific day?”

“You didn’t.” Fudge growled, catching on quickly.

“Oh, I’m not the one behind the destruction of Carson Tech. I simply hired the ones who were. Although I must admit, it was never in the cards to kill you. The attack was a distraction, a way to send a message to Antonio Carson that I wouldn’t be so easily deterred.”

“So ye wanted t’ kill Toni?!” Ophelia cried, “Ye nasty son of a -”

“No, I never wanted to kill Antonio,” Dsandro shook his head, “I created a distraction. Take away his life’s work and his only son, and use his son to prove that my invention would work. He’d have no choice but to turn to me.”

“An’ how’d I make that work for ye?” She hissed, “What’s ma golden role in all this?”

“I was going to have my…recruits…uncover Fudge’s body. Alive or dead, I would have used him to transfer his conscience over to the prototype T3CHN0 and show Antonio that my invention could work. You got to his body before they did, and it completely spoiled my plans at the time. However…Antonio decided to recreate Fudge. A program in his likeliness, one that would replace him on the White Whale. Tell me, Ophelia, do you know what makes Fudge’s program so special?” Before she could answer, he continued, “His program is one of the most fluid I’ve ever seen. Nothing short of Antonio’s handiwork; he truly wanted this second Fudge to live. Nothing can corrupt it, nothing can break it beyond repair. I wanted that fluidity for T3CHN0, and so I had to retrieve Fudge’s program and integrate it completely into T3CHN0. Now, this world is indestructible. It is an immortal haven that I doubt would have been made possible, had you not ruined my plans back on Earth. For that, I thank you.”

And with his explanation complete, Dsandro gave Ophelia a small bow, a hand over his heart in sincerity. A memory played in her head, repeating, repeating.

A ray of sunlight illuminating something under the wreckage. A familiar dark brown haircut. A familiar eye, cold and devoid of life. Part of his head, completely absent. Her screams, her cries. There was nothing she could do.

In the next second, Ophelia raised her multigun, pointed it straight where his heart was, hoping that a single blast would be enough to rip it in two.

“I’ll fucking kill ya.” She swore.

He chuckled at that. “I look forward to seeing you try.”

She fired a shot at him, intending to hit him square in the chest, but he disappeared in the same instant. All he left behind were the remnants of his laughter, teasing her. No, no, she made a promise back then that she’d slice the fucker that killed Fudge, that destroyed Carson Tech. He wasn’t about to get away so easily. She spun, wild fury in her glare, searching the endless battlefield for the son of a bitch that did this, that caused so much pain and was able to talk about it with a smirk on his face, she was going to deck him so hard that the glass in his spectacles would embed in his eyes and cheeks and bury themselves so deep in the skin that -

“Auntie Phel.”

Fudge’s voice, softer than it had ever been. Desperate, pleading. “I know. We’re going to kill him. But to do that…”

“You come first,” Ophelia grit her teeth, resolve flooding her mind and absolving some, but not all, of the rage she harbored, “C’mon, Fudgemuffin, let’s get ye back t’ yer body. Then we’ll both give ‘im a royal Texan sendoff straight down t’ hell.”

With a whizz, Fudge’s cube drew closer to Ophelia, cowering slightly behind her right shoulder. Ophelia spotted Fudge’s body in combat. Nyx had their drones converge into a singular spot above their head, and together, they shot off a large concentration of ether. Ophelia could only assume that the ether blast wasn’t being purposefully aimed at Fudge’s body, because it was fairly off course. It did cause him to swing to the side to dodge the edge of the blast, and he hardly had time to process another blast coming from below his feet. Blocks of ice surrounded his legs up to his upper thighs, and he looked over his shoulder with those blank blue eyes towards the culprit. It was Touya, who had exchanged his sniper rifle for a hand, extended, the glove he was wearing glowing a cold blue. Fudge’s body, expressionless and dead, completely tilted towards Touya like he was a puppet whose strings had been cut, arms dangling at his sides as the ice shattered instantaneously. With lightning speed, his body rocketed towards Touya, who threw up his hands to defend himself and protect his face from whatever was to come. His stance was weak, eyes wide, knees shaking.

But then, something was thrown at Fudge’s body, and the area around him went white with a blinding light. Abel, running towards Touya, had clearly thrown some sort of stun grenade that was making Fudge’s body glitch and whir as he tried to comprehend his loss of sight. Abel had a hand on Touya’s shoulder, asking him something Ophelia couldn’t quite make out, and suddenly Fudge’s body was back on the offensive. The stun hadn’t lasted long at all, though his torso still exhibited the glitching particle effect as he fired off more shots at the two. Ophelia couldn’t tell if they got out of the way in time due to the residual cover the blast provided, but from that digital smoke, three bursts of light blue ether emerged and hit Fudge square in the face, followed closely by three hooked wires that wrapped around him as he recovered from the second stun. Ciel and Polaris stepped out of the smoke, sharing a small high five just as the wires snapped and Fudge was free once more.

Ophelia watched closely, almost joining in the fray at several points when Fudge was stunned or restrained, but his recoveries were far too fast and she couldn’t risk anything with Fudge’s cube beside her. She thought she found an opening when Ciel blasted off three more ether shots that stunned Fudge, and Touya got more ice to form around his knees and lower legs, so she sprinted forward hoping to end this masquerade sooner than later. But as Fudge’s body recuperated, still blinded, he pointed his beam rifle in the direction of the ether blasts and fired haphazardly. Ophelia looked away for too long a moment, and by the time she heard Polaris scream, she knew that one of those blasts had met a target. She almost thought it was Polaris, but when she finally stopped to brace herself, she saw that Ciel had taken the hits, every single one of them, all in various locations on her torso. She fell backwards into Polaris’s arms, her form flickering more intensely than anyone else’s, and her expression kept switching from pain to rage to sadness to fear to - to empty nothingness.

In the cyclic song of the digital world, Ophelia heard Dsandro’s laughter. Ciel’s mouth moved with his words. “Looks like someone wasn’t worthy after all.”

Ciel bolted out of Polaris’s grasp, bolide in hand, and with the same dead stare as Fudge’s body, she began swinging at Polaris. Ophelia was already sprinting at them both, switching out her six-shooter for one of her photon sabers, and she felt the sting of beam energy hit the backs of her ankles as she barely escaped a barrage from Fudge’s rifle. She heard three cries, Touya and Abel and Nyx, who must’ve gotten caught up in Fudge’s attacks. But she never turned, not once, intent on reaching Ciel. If Dsandro had assumed control of her…

Ruadha’s unnerving silence. The prayers Spyridon uttered as they passed by each grave. Antonio’s disbelief staring at a freshly dug grave. A Beloved Son. An Incredible Mind.

“GIT OUT O’ HER BODY AN’ FACE US LIKE A MAN, YA SPINELESS SHIT-TARD!!”

Ophelia’s photon saber arced downwards, and Ciel flew backwards, head ticking to the left as her lips flashed between cold stoicism and a cruel smile. She didn’t respond audibly, nor did Dsandro, but she instead sent a flurry of ether towards Ophelia, the same ones that Ciel had used to stun Fudge’s body. Ophelia sliced through two of them, but the third took an unexpected path that smacked her right between the eyes, and her world went white. Stumbling back, she heard footsteps, Polaris shouting a warning, and something sharp slicing into her abdomen. When she regained vision, she realized that Ciel had sliced her with her bolide, and where blood would’ve normally flowed from the wound, a deeper set of black particles trickled out, identical to the ones still forming over her chest.

“Ciel, c’mon angel, please snap out of it!!” Polaris screamed, “We don’t wanna hurt ya too!”

“Ophelia, listen to me, right fucking now,” Fudge’s cube floated in front of Ophelia as she took a knee, her free hand still clasped over her recent wound. His words leaked acid, a result of his own frustrations, but deep below she could place a hint of deep-laced concern, “I can fix this. Get me back to my body. The stuns seem to be working, so if I can just -”

“But that son o’ a bitch needs ta fuckin’ pay in blood fer what he did t’ ya - fer all th’ shit he did t’ Toni,” Ophelia hissed, refusing to back down, “I’m gonna -”

“Go,” Polaris had ran over during his plea, bracing herself between Ciel and Ophelia as a human barricade. She swallowed hard, faltering for a moment before she held her fists up to guard her face, ready for the fight. “I’ll keep Ciel busy. God knows I can distract her with my good looks.”

Ophelia looked between Polaris and Fudge’s cube, wavering in her resolve. She wanted that killing blow, and if it meant going through Ciel…shit. Shit. She sighed, nodding towards Fudge’s cube. In return, Fudge’s cube spun around in acknowledgement before addressing Polaris.

“I’m absolutely treating you two bocadillos after this,” He promised, “Stay safe, Polaris. Don’t do anything too crazy.”

Polaris smiled, something soft and unlike her, at least based off the short time that Ophelia knew her. “No promises, Hammertime. No promises.”

And with that, Ophelia gripped her photon saber and turned back towards Fudge, towards the other half of their ragtag group. Fudge’s body was stumbling, hands trying to cover his face as Touya and Abel played a game of hot potato with their stuns. Where Touya would sound off Intercepts from his sniper rifle, Abel would toss a stun grenade, effectively making Fudge’s body a headless chicken. Nyx kept their drones in a perfect circle around him, each firing off individual shots at his ankles in an attempt to knock him prone. Ophelia figured now was a better time than any to charge, and making brief eye contact with Touya, he raised one hand off of his rifle, and a collection of icy blue ether formed in his palm. The closer Ophelia got to Fudge’s body, the more the ether grew, and just as he was about to fire it, Fudge straightened his spine so quickly it was unnatural. He lifted his mechanical hand and a singular blast propelled upwards from his beam rifle, and once it was high enough, it shattered and rained down individual bullets onto everyone. It was nearly impossible to dodge, and by the end of the storm, everyone had gotten hit at least once, even Ophelia. She saw the same black fragments forming at the impact points - she’d gotten nailed in the left forearm and the right thigh - but they were also forming on the others. At least they didn’t look as rough as Ophelia did.

“Shit!” Fudge’s cube cried, surveying the damage, “We need to hurry, or the same thing’s gonna happen to you that happened to Ciel!!”

“Ain’t gonna let that happen,” She swore, “No way, no how.”

“Longhorn!!” Nyx called out to her, their drones returning to their formation around them, “I’ll lay down some cover fire for you! Abel, Hot Choc, keep stunning him!”

“On it!” Both boys responded in unison, and with the plan laid out, Abel sent another stun grenade flying towards Fudge’s body, landing at his feet and making him glitch out once more. Ophelia nearly questioned how he was getting so many stun grenades, but a realization dawned on her. They were in T3CHN0, a place where they could be and create anything. What the fuck were they doing, sticking to their normal weapons? She smirked, a lightbulb going off in her mind. Her photon saber evaporated, but the hilt remained, forming the base for a much longer, more blunt weapon. A gear in the middle of its base ticked as it fired up, a digital flame forming in its belly. Fudge’s cube sparked, clearly excited.

“Let’s fucking go!!” He cheered as Ophelia brandished his beloved rocket hammer, a far lighter weapon than she originally gave him credit for, and let the base charge up before spinning around and flinging a ball of her six-shooter’s ammo straight at Fudge’s body. It landed right at Fudge’s feet, sending him up into the air, but he quickly righted himself and landed on his feet, now locked on and targeting her. It gave Nyx ample time to charge up their drones once more, and they began to float above the ground. Their drones didn’t fire off a blast or a barrage like they had previously, but instead, they released a sea of ether into the surrounding area. Fudge’s body looked around, having lost sight of the group even though they weren’t far, and his eyes shot static electricity as he struggled to comprehend the situation he was in. More likely than not, that ether was doing something to him, and the distraction was more than enough for Abel to throw one last stun grenade to get him even more disoriented. The impact made him fall backwards, and ice extended out from the floor to catch him, forming prisons for his arms and legs before he was able to hit the ground. Ophelia raced forward as she saw the opening, his torso on full display. This was it, her chance to reunite Fudge with his body - she had to be quick about this, but she wasn’t even sure where to begin.

But the moment she was close enough, the moment that she saw Fudge’s body was cracking the ice and seconds away from escaping his binds, she knew she had to make a split second decision. Fudge’s cube had followed close behind her, so with a spare hand, she plucked the cube out of the air and shoved it into Fudge’s chest. The result was instantaneous. Ophelia was blown backwards, though she managed to use the rocket hammer’s fuel to give her a softer landing. The world went bright once more, but it didn’t remain blinding for long. Squinting, Ophelia watched as the cube spun wildly over Fudge’s chest, growing closer, closer, as he screamed in an automated voice.

“ERROR: REBOOTING. ERROR: REBO - ERROR - ERROR - ERROR -”

Flailing about in a mad fumble of arms and legs, Fudge’s entire form contorted as the cube slowly pushed itself through his chest, sending electric waves of red and blue up his arms and face. His expression shifted between the dead, unyielding stare to one of pure, unadulterated anger. The cube completely disappeared into his chest, below the armor, leaving the electric currents behind. They trailed up over his eyes, and when his face finally settled on his characteristic rage, his left eye remained blue, but the other had turned a furious shade of red. Below his feet, the world swelled, cubes from the ground erupting out and floating around him as his hands clenched outwards. He glared past Ciel towards a new figure - there he was, that bastard Dsandro, trying to hold back his fear. Where the fuck had he been this entire time? Was he that big of a coward that he wouldn’t stay and fight in his own body? But the anger didn’t last for long as she returned her focus to Fudge. Ophelia couldn’t help but feel proud of him, how quickly he regained control.

“My world now, bitch,” Fudge growled, lips curling upwards in a snarl.

Dsandro stammered, keeping up his precious little act even though he knew he was done for, “Y-You can’t just rewrite this world!! I still have penultimate control over you and your friends!!”

“Test me. I fucking dare you.” Fudge stared at Dsandro, “Go on. Summon a gun. Shoot me right now and get your world back. Let’s see if you can do it.”

Dsandro looked between Touya, Abel, Nyx, all glaring daggers through him. Dsandro clenched his fists, closed his eyes, shaky breaths escaping his lips. He gasped when nothing appeared in his arms, and he opened his eyes to find Fudge grinning.

“Right, that’s what I thought. Shouldn’t have cherry picked someone smarter than you to use as a base for your little invention. Now then…erase data: Octavian Dsandro.”

“Wait, you can’t!!” Dsandro begged, “I don’t -”

“Have a backup? Yup, I know. I also know you put everything on the line. You’ll die here,” Fudge said cheerily, “And by God, I’m gonna have fun watching you go up in cute little cube particles. Bye bye!”

Dsandro opened his pathetic mouth to protest, but just as Fudge wished, his body exploded into fragments, lifting up into the air like ashes from a dying fire. It was far too quick a process for Ophelia’s liking, far too merciful, but what mattered most was that he was gone for good. The promise she made was fulfilled, and by fitting hands. Her photon saber lowered, her guard coming down for a moment before she realized that Ciel was still glitched, still phasing in and out of the world. She was bent forwards, wings stretched out enough to hide all but her legs, and the feathers turned a magnificent blue under the digital sky. Then, a scratching noise, a pop, and she straightened back up, looking much like her normal self. She glanced between everyone as if she wanted to say something, but her eyes spoke of horrors and apologies and all the unspoken things Ophelia knew she was too broken to say for now. Polaris jogged up to her, gave her a hug, and Ciel’s arms wrapped around Polaris, muffled sobs escaping through T3CHN0’s background noise.

“I’m sorry about that, Ciel,” Fudge apologized, sincere and hurt, “I’m sorry to all of you. You went through hell and back for me, and I…fuck, none of this should’ve happened. I made a huge mistake, and you all paid for it.”

“What matters now is that you’re okay,” Nyx said, “Hell, I’m sorry if I hurt you before, the stuns didn’t seem like they were working and I was trying not to -”

“I’m okay. More than okay, actually,” Fudge interrupted, chuckling softly, “Structural integrity is above eighty percent, and T3CHN0’s program is in one piece…or, well, that’s not entirely true now, is it…”

“What do you mean?” Abel asked.

“Well…alright, not all of you are as smart as Auntie Phel -” Ophelia rolled her eyes at that, “- so I’ll put it in layman’s terms. In order to stop Dsandro, my program successfully fused with T3CHN0’s. We’re one disjointed program right now, which is how I’m retaining my conscience while also controlling the world.”

“Is that…dangerous?” He pressed, “Can you unfuse if you wanted to?”

Fudge hesitated. “That’s where I’ve got bad news. I don’t think I can without compromising the integrity of my programming. And…and my mim can’t really handle much more than my own program at the moment.”

“You can’t leave T3CHN0,” Touya breathed, “You can’t return to your body.”

“Not yet I can’t. If I got a new body that could accommodate this fusion, I’d have no problems at all. But…” He groaned, biting his lip in frustration. “I’m sorry. I…I can send you all back to the real world, back to your bodies. I’ll need to do that soon since you guys still have high corruption levels, but…but I have to stay here.”

“No, no no no,” Ciel broke out of Polaris’s hug, wiping the tears from her eyes, “We’re not leaving you. We’ll figure something out, we have to -”

“I already did,” Fudge reassured her, “Listen, I won’t be dead or anything, fucking hell, just kinda…in limbo? I mean, all I need is a new body. I don’t mind chilling out here for a little bit while someone makes that happen.”

Ophelia sniffled - wait, was she crying? Lord, maybe she was. Maybe it was hurting her more than she thought, having to say goodbye. But at least this wasn’t a permanent goodbye, at least she knew there was something she could do to fix this. “Yer damn right I’ll make that happen, Fudgemuffin. Auntie Phel’s fuckin’ god’s honest guarantee. Yer gonna have th’ best mim in all o’ NLA faster than a rattlesnake can shake.”

“I’m afraid I don’t know what a rattlesnake is, but I promise I’ll help in whatever capacity I can,” Ciel said, “After all, if we were able to save Rui and provide each of the Vaeliuses with their own mimeosomes, I don’t see why we can’t do the same for you.”

“And don’t worry about owing us any bocadillos,” Polaris grinned, attempting a lighthearted joke, “It’ll be my treat once you come back from the dead - again. You’re gonna set a record or somethin’ at this rate.”

Fudge managed to laugh at that. “Nah, that record goes to Pongo.”

“The dick pic guy?”

“I’m gonna make sure your bocadillo has arsenic in it when I come back.”

Fudge was joking, but Polaris didn’t comment further, and Ophelia noticed that somewhere along the way, she’d grabbed Ciel’s hand, and they were still intertwined. The sight was inspiring, combined with Fudge’s optimism. It wasn’t characteristic of him, not quite, so Ophelia felt the need to probe.

“Listen, Fudgemuffin…yer gon’ be okay. I’ll git yer body done as fast I can.”

Fudge grinned. “I believe you, Auntie Phel. Tell Ru not to raid my Minecraft base while I’m gone.”

Shaking her head, she went up and locked him in a big hug. He didn’t return it at first, but soon, his arms wrapped around her, and they stayed like that until he eventually broke it off. Looking over Ophelia’s shoulder, Fudge called out one more time to Abel.

“Take care of the dick pic guy while I’m gone.”

Abel raised an eyebrow. “Did he really send you one?”

“Nope. But Polaris isn’t gonna let me hear the end of it, and somebody’s gotta enjoy how flustered he’ll get if you call him that.”

“Right,” He nodded, “Take care, Fudge.”

Fudge observed the others, smiling wider than he ever had before. “Thank you for everything. Now let’s get you back to the real world. If I come back and my body’s shorter than it was before, I’ll bust your kneecaps.”

There was a small chorus of chuckles. Fudge wouldn’t fulfill that promise. As Ophelia’s vision went dark, she looked at him one last time, and she wondered if Toni would be proud of how far he’d come. Ophelia knew she certainly was.

#xenoblade x #T3CHN0 File 7: CONFRONTATION #ophelia #touya #abel #nyx #ciel #polaris #AYO THIS TOOK A HOT SECOND IM SORRY #FIGHT SCENES ARENT REALLY MY FORTE #the brainrot was strong though and i can now say im over 30k words #how. how is it this long lmao #anyways one file left :)

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hi, do you think you could do another blurb for ethan? maybe something nsfw? like, a party hookup? im thinkin about fratboy!ethan 👁👄👁

(wc: 5.5k) pls im always thinking about fratboy ethan :,) but yes i can do this 100 % ! this ask prompted something deep in me and i ended up making a playlist to go with it as well 🤧here’s the link to that if ur interested https://open.spotify.com/playlist/4yXuVtAKBHexm5ifE9NQ2B ! A L S O i’m sorry this took forever to get to ,,,, life has been a lot recently lol . reblogs are always appreciated ! <3

AYO LOOK AT THESE ! : smut (obvious but still) , sex while under the influence (with explicit consent given) , softdom! ethan , marajuana use , alcohol use , unprotected sex (wrap it b4 u tap it , plz) , swearing , college au , an unus annus reference if u look close enough , and i believe thats it . enjoy ! xoxoxoxo , starlight .

a little party never killed nobody

it was the exact same as every other college party you’d ever been to. shitty music, shittier alcohol, shittiest people- except for him.

when ethan nestor had invited you to a frat party, you’d laughed in his face. you knew that he was a member of data data data, but he wasn’t the type that made it his whole personality. as far as you’d observed, he wasn’t the partying type, either, but there he was, texting you the house address.

“so you’ll come tonight? it’s going to be a pretty big thing- a lot of people coming. you should be able to walk right in, but if anyone gives you shit just tell them you’re with me,” he said, a slight smirk playing on his lips. you and ethan hadn’t been talking for long; technically, you hadn’t even known that he’d existed two weeks ago.

when ethan had first sauntered up to you in physical sciences, that same smirk painting his face, you’d picked up on the underlying chemistry right away. he was a flirt by nature, but he seemed to play it up even more around you- the brunette boy had asked for your number the first day you met, and you’d been talking almost constantly since. he was funny and sweet and extremely charismatic, and he made your heart flip in your chest with the smallest glance. the two of you hadn’t hung out alone yet, so this party felt like a big deal.

or, at least, that's what you’d thought.

when you showed up at the front door of the frat house loud, bass-filled music was already shaking the window panes in their frames, and you could hear what sounded like a hundred different voices all talking over each other. ethan hadn’t been kidding when he said that it was a big party; at least half of your year was here, plus the older and younger students interspersed throughout the throngs of people as well. as you made your way to the kitchen, ethan was nowhere to be found. you felt as if all eyes were on you as you started to pour a drink, and dimly, you wondered if people could tell that you didn’t belong.

however, most of your anxious thoughts had been subdued after the first solo cup of vodka lemonade, and you were now well through your second. the music pounding throughout the house felt as if it had infiltrated your veins, filling them with a warm, buzzing sensation that loosened your limbs. at some point, a guy had come up to chat with you. then another. you weren't sure how many times you’d given out your snapchat tonight, but it had been a lot, and you were about to do it again.

the guy you were currently talking to introduced himself as danny. he was some sort of business major, much like every other guy that you’d spoken with tonight, and was very clearly trying to hit on you. even through the alcohol-induced haze, you remembered who you came here for and you weren't leaving without him. you put a hand on danny’s shoulder, effectively cutting him off in the middle of his sentence.

“hey, do you know where ethan is? ethan nestor, i mean? he’s the one who invited me here.”

danny looked disappointed, but seemed to shift and slot puzzle pieces together in his head, snapping his fingers. “you're the girl he invited? that makes so much sense, actually. yeah, he’s out back- toking up, probably,” he explained, gesturing towards a door you would’ve never noticed. “out there and down the stairs. need an escort?”

you almost denied his advances but spotted an old fling loitering by the hidden door. giving danny a tight smile, you drained the rest of your drink and held up a finger. “one sec! stay here.”

butterflies flooded every inch of your being as you stumbled over to the makeshift bar, pouting a variety of liquors into your cup. you were going to see ethan outside of class. on his turf. something about it shook you to your core, but you couldn’t quite figure out why.

sure, ethan was hot- that was obvious. but he’d been flirty, too. were the two of you a thing? if you weren’t, why had he been talking to danny about 'the girl he was inviting’? clearly, ethan had been talking about you, you just weren't sure of the context. you tried to swallow all these fears as you topped off your cup with lemonade, taking a small sip. trying not to spit it out, you added more juice; you’d made the strongest mixture you could think of, and it tasted like some sort of poison. that didn’t stop you from taking another small sip, then a bigger one. you needed the buzz.

“okay! let's go.”

danny led you out the door and down the stairs with no issue, and you quickly realized how tipsy you were - the stairs seemed to bob and warp under your feet, and you grabbed onto the handrail with a death grip. he noticed this easily, laughing a bit. “are you good?”

“great. it's the heels and alcohol- they don't mix well.” you laughed at yourself, regretting the chunky, heeled boots you’d thrown on.

“you can ditch them, if you want. we’re going out onto a deck, so you won't be in grass or anything,” danny explained, pointing to a pile of shoes by the door you were about to exit. you weren't going to argue with that, thankful that you’d chosen cute socks as you wrestled the footwear off and tossed it onto the pile. your stomach flipped as danny opened the door, cool night air biting into your warm skin, waking you up a bit. the sourish-sweet scent of marijuana flooded the small stairwell, and danny chuckled. “told you he was smoking.”

nothing could’ve prepared you for the way you felt watching ethan take a long drag off of some sort of pen, letting the vapor pour from his lips in pale blue plumes. something about the easy way the smoke seemed to float from his mouth went straight to your center, and you dug your nails into your palms, trying to get yourself under control. ethan finally realized that more people had joined the small crowd on the bench, and his heavy-lidded eyes seemed to light up as they roamed all over you lazily. this only furthered the sensation between your legs, the coils starting to tighten in your lower stomach.

what the hell?

“y/n, you made it,” ethan said, a smile taking over his face. he quickly hopped down from where he’d been sitting on the guardrail and made his way over, wrapping an arm dangerously low around your waist. he hugged you tightly, making your heartbeat stutter as you squeezed him back.

you mumbled a ‘hello’ into his neck as ethan let his touch linger, your body held tightly to his. someone cleared their throat, conversation starting back up, and ethan reluctantly pulled away, dropping his eyes to yours. he kept a hand on the small of your back, sending electricity running up and down your spine. “having fun?”

you could barely talk as you forced yourself to respond. “yeah, lots. you’re a hard person to find.”

ethan grinned again, letting his head fall back as he laughed. “my bad. i thought you would text me when you got here. found someone to take care of you , though?” he asked, cocking an eyebrow. the facial expression did absolutely nothing for the situation building up under your skirt- only worsening your want for the tall boy in front of you.

“who?”

ethan smirked, dropping his lips to your ear. “that's what i like to hear. you look pretty, y/n.”

the way he said your name practically undid you, ripping your self-control apart at the already weakened seams. you let a hand wander up and down one of ethan’s sculpted arms, outlining the planes of muscle through his hoodie as you crossed your legs; sure, it was the ladylike thing to do, but you were desperately looking for some sort of friction, anything to lessen the need for him.

“thank you.”

ethan nodded, the hand that had been perched on your back sliding over your hip before finding your hand. he laced his fingers into yours, and you were shocked at how forward he was being. the two of you had flirted heavily- and okay, maybe you’d sent some suggestive pictures back and forth- but ethan seemed to be claiming you as he led you over to the round table where all his friends were sat. again, you carved half-moons into your palms with your nails as you added up all the chairs- there wasn’t enough. you began to let go of ethan’s hand, ready to boost yourself onto the railing, but he gave your fingers a gentle squeeze. you watched as ethan settled into the overstuffed outdoor chair, gesturing at his lap.

fuck.

you took a brief moment to admire the mess you’d gotten yourself into before you gingerly sat on ethan’s lap, trying to make yourself as small and weightless as humanly possible. that didn’t last long, though. ethan circled an arm over your hips, pulling you onto his lap firmly. you couldn’t breathe as you settled into him, crossing your legs tightly. your lower body was tucked away, hidden under the table, but still. you tucked a small portion of fabric between your thighs, ensuring nothing would slip.

you didn’t say much as ethan continued to conversate with his friends, passing the silvery, skinny device around the table.

soon, the talk turned from school and classes to typical, stuttering stoner laughing; everyone besides ethan and danny seemed to be a complete lightweight, gone after one hit of the cartridge. however, both the boys were on at least their fourth hit and still seemed relatively composed. they’d started to talk about some sort of economic study, and you’d quickly grown bored and confused. after sitting through 10 more minutes of the terminology you didn't understand, you began to wiggle around on ethan’s lap, loosening his grip on you.

at the same moment, you and ethan both shifted in just the right way, causing one of his legs to end up between both of yours just as your hips rolled forward. delicious friction flooded your system, and you bit down hard on your lower lip, trying to stifle a moan. you fought with everything in you not to rock your body again, sensation overwhelming your impulse control. before you could do anything, one of ethan’s large hands found your hips, squeezing just enough to leave fingerprint-shaped marks on your skin. ethan knew what he’d done- you could hear the satisfaction threaded through his voice.

“you okay? what d’you need?”

you tried to steady your voice, painfully conscious of the people around you. while most of ethan’s friends were high enough that they wouldn’t notice, you knew that danny would pick up on any changes in your demeanor. you swallowed hard before answering him.

“i'm gonna go get another drink.” another gentle squeeze practically lit your skin on fire, and ethan held the pen up to you.

“wanna try this instead?”

you weren’t going to lie- you’d been a bit jealous of the boys, not even thinking of passing the device to you. with shaky hands, you reached to accept the cartridge, but ethan had different plans. a sinful look found its way into his slitted eyes as ethan held the pen up to your lips. “go ahead.”

you could’ve passed out from the command, the look, the way that he’d started to bounce his leg. it was as if he was trying to break you- like he wanted you to give him some sort of sign that you wanted him. you did, more than anything. desire seemed to curl its way into every inch, every cell of your body, its spurs digging into your skin.

you met ethan’s eyes deliberately as you accepted the cold metal into your mouth, inhaling deeply. you took immense pleasure in the look that crossed ethans face as you pulled away with lungs full of the hazy drug. you held your breath for as long as possible before letting the vapor drift from your lips, just as ethan and done earlier. you watched his adam's apple bob as he swallowed hard, his eyes snapping off of yours and over to danny.

“i’m gonna take y/n to get a drink. watch them, will you?” he asked, gesturing to the rest of his friends. danny just nodded, mumbling a low ‘have fun’ as ethan practically lifted you off of his lap. adrenaline coursed through each and every one of your veins and ethan laced his fingers through yours, leading you inside.

ethan barely let the door shut before his hands were on your hips, pinning you to the wall of the small stairwell. his lips met yours roughly, and you couldn’t hold back the whimper that had been building in your throat for the past hour. you felt ethan smirk at the soft noise before he bit at your lower lip, dragging the soft flesh between his teeth. again, you let out a whine full of pleasure- he just felt so good. you let your arms circle ethans neck, one of your hands knotting in his dark hair. you pulled at the roots gently as ethan’s tongue rolled against yours, your body entirely succumbing to him.

he forced himself to pull off of your body, and you let out a small whine; you’d been waiting on this. ethan smirked, his laugh coming out dark and much raspier than usual. “don’t worry doll, i'm not done with you yet. just can't have you here.”

the words went right through you, only adding to the ache between your thighs. ethan took your hand with a profound gentleness, and dropped a soft kiss on your forehead. “before this even starts, are you sure?”

you nodded eagerly, getting up on your tiptoes to recapture his lips, but ethan pulled back. you furrowed your eyebrows at the tall boy, confused- until he brought a hand up to your face, holding your jaw. ethan tilted your head up, forcing you to meet his eyes. “i need words, baby. are you positive? i can-”

“so sure. i promise.” you nodded at him, your eyes never leaving his. “i want you.”

ethan swore under his breath and kissed you hard before leading you up the stairs. you started to feel the effects of the drug as ethan took you from kitchen to living room, up some stairs… you lost track of all the places you’d been, allowing the weed to cloud everything in a gauzy veil. you felt good; light and somehow heavy at the same time, and you enjoyed the way that everything seemed to slow down. finally, ethan opened a door and pulled you in behind him. you realised where you were- his room. it smelled like ethan, like citrus and musk and something you could only describe as boy.

you let out a small giggle as ethan reached for a remote, colored lights dousing the room in a sultry red glow. “setting the mood?”

quickly, you were shut up in the best possible way. ethan kissed your roughly, all teeth and tongue and hands everywhere as he backed you against one of his walls. you let yourself get lost in him, basking in the warmth of your hunger for him. one of ethan’s cold hands made its way under your shirt, the other holding your jaw in place as he bit into your bottom lip once again, making you whine.

“feel good?” ethan asked, breathlessly. you could hear the smirk in his voice, but you couldn’t help the way your back arched at the simple question. your nails dug into his shoulder as ethan slid his thumb under the band of your bra, and he let out a rough moan, managing to undo the clasp with one hand. ethan pulled away from you long enough to rid you of your shirt, discarding your bra on the floor as well while you practically ripped his hoodie off, desperate to feel his skin against your own. he clearly wanted the same, judging by the way he wrapped an arm around your back, pulling you flesh against his chest.

ethan managed to capture both of your wrists in one of his hands, pinning them above your head. you were unfamiliar with the feeling of being restrained, but the sensation seemed to send your heart thrumming even faster. he kissed you until your lips were sore and your knees were weak before finally dropping his forehead to yours. ethan took his chance, letting his eyes roam all over you and you watched his pupils grow larger until his eyes were practically black. “jesus fuck, y/n. you’re beautiful.”

your voice came out high and breathy as you responded. “ ‘could say the same about you.” you were practically panting, your body no longer responding to your mind as your back arched. ethan let out a hard breath.

“do you know what you do to me?”

your eyes fluttered shut as ethan’s lips met the sensitive skin of your neck, his tongue exploring the delicate flesh. he quickly found your weak spot and focused his attention there; he let his teeth gently sink into your skin, making you gasp before using his soft tongue to soothe the spot. he repeated this process all over your neck, sucking on your flesh when he found a sweet spot. you knew that you’d be covered in purple-blue bruises, but you’d wear them proudly- that was ethan’s motivation for marking you up.

ethan trailed soft, wet kisses all the way down your neck to your collarbones, groaning at the way you pushed your chest toward him. he hesitated, but started kissing back up your neck, your jaw, back up to your lips. he released his grip on your wrist and you quickly cupped his face in your hands, kissing him with everything in you. you wanted the boy to feel the way you wanted him, and you knew he could as his lips seemed to slow, the kisses getting deeper and deeper. you lost yourself completely in ethan, unsure of where he started and you ended. you could feel his heartbeat against your own, the two thumping rapidly, almost erratic.

the two of you stayed pressed up against each other, your back firmly against the wall for a while, until ethan finally pressed a soft kiss to your cheek. “bed?”

you nodded eagerly, wanting the boy all over you. the two of you stumbled, half kissing over to the mattress, falling together. ethan quickly situated himself on top of your body, caging you in between his arms. he began kissing down your body at a torturously slow pace, tracing the dark marks he’d already left with his soft tongue, driving you insane. ethan took his time working down to your breasts, finally taking one of your sensitive nubs into his mouth. you let out an almost guttural moan at the sensation, pleasure overwhelming your senses. ethan hummed at your reaction, only intensifying the feeling. you tangled a hand in his hair, the other digging into his back, leaving long, red scratches on his pale skin.

ethan swirled his tongue around your bud, taking extreme pride in the way you let your head fall back against the mattress, moans of his name spilling from your lips. he tucked an arm under the arch of your back, pulling your body even closer to him- he didn’t want any space dividing the two of you. ethan pulled off of your puffy nipple with a soft moan, wasting no time in kissing over your chest, pulling the other into his mouth. he covered your chest in dark, deep bruises, admiring his work under the sensual glow of the red lights. “so pretty..”

you couldn’t form full sentences to respond with, just broken moans and pleads and tugs on his hair. ethan found it endearing, the way you wanted him so badly. he couldn’t help but give you what you needed.

he kisses hastily down your body leaving small lovebites here and there on your ribs, your stomach. ethan hooked his thumbs in the waistband of your skirt and pressed a kiss to the exposed skin right above the fabric. “this okay?”

“yes, i- please,” you pleaded, lifting your hips to make it easier. ethan got rid of the piece of clothing, discarding it on his bedroom floor, quickly followed by your panties. he let out a throaty moan, his eyes working over you lazily, like he had all the time in the world. he admired your body until you wriggled underneath him, needing some sort of stimulation.

“what do you want, baby?”

“you,” you whined, desperation weaving through your voice. ethan pressed gentle, warm kisses on your hip bones, fighting a laugh.

“i know that. what specifically?”

“fuck, ethan. anything, just touch me. please.”

“okay, okay. and you're positive this is alright?”

“yes. i’m so sure. i swe-” your words died in the back of your throat as ethan pressed his thumb to your clit, rubbing small, soft circles. “holy fuck.”

“already so worked up,” ethan mumbled, pressing kisses to your inner thighs. “this because of me?”

you were taken aback by the way your high seemed to multiply the pleasure by tens of thousands- ethan was barely touching you and you could feel your high approaching quickly. you couldn’t find the words to answer him as ethan shifted between your legs, giving himself a better view of your sex. “does that feel okay?”

a stream of swears left your lips as ethan quickened his pace, hooking one of your legs over his shoulder. “so fucking good, just like that.” the knots in your stomach continued to tighten as you balled the sheets in your fist, tugging at his hair with the other hand.

ethan pressed a kiss dangerously low on your hip, looking up at you. “can i?”

your hips bucked at the tone of his voice, and you nodded vigorously. ethan kept his eyes on yours as he ran his tongue through your folds, lapping your arousal up. he couldn’t help but groan at the taste of you, the way you pulled at his hair, putting his mouth where you wanted it before letting your head fall back onto his bed. ethan started to suck at your sensitive bud, rolling his tongue over the bundle of nerves and you knew you wouldn’t last much longer.

“i- fuck- i’m close.”

he hummed, the vibrations sending you over the edge. your eyes rolled back into your head while you tugged at his hair, your orgasm completely undoing you- the high only added to the sensation, making it that much better. your hips bucked under the skillful work of his soft tongue as ethan let you ride out your high on his face.

ethan dropped a gentle kiss on your clit before peppering your entire body with them, giggling at the way you squealed. he finally attached his lips to your neck, your jaw, back to your lips. you kissed him hard, tasting yourself off of him. finally, when your exhaustion won out you pulled away, running your hands through ethan’s fluffy hair.

“how was that?”

you propped yourself up on your elbows, pecking ethan’s lips. “so, so good,” you mewled between heavy breaths. ethan bit down on his lower lip and smiled, pride filling his system.

“god, you look good moaning my name. you're beautiful, you know,” he said, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. ethan looked at you with a tenderness in his eyes, placing another kiss on your lips. “think you can go again?”

ethan started trailing down your body again, not waiting for an answer. he was laser focused on pleasuring you, making you whine and whimper for him- only for him. before he could get far, though, you were grabbing at his arm and shaking your head. he flushed, peeling away from you while starting to profusely apologize, but you pressed a finger to his lips.

“want you. inside of me,” you explained between pants, still exhausted from the first round of stimulation. ethan threw his head back, swearing.

“jesus christ, y/n. need me that bad, baby?”

his choice of words drowned you in desire, and you were all his. “yes. please, ethan?”

he wanted to fuck you until all you could do was moan his name just like that, over and over again. before you could process what was happening ethan had his hands all over you, roaming your body as he practically drooled at the sight before him: your already fucked out body, the sweet look painting your face, begging for him. ethan could barely control himself, his words coming out as rough murmurs.

“protection? i mean, i have it.”

you bit at your lip, hard. you were on birth control, and you wanted him- all of him.

shaking your head, you explained. “birth control. we’ll be fine, if you’re comfortable.”

you jumped as ethan moved a finger to your entrance, dipping into your sex. he groaned at the way you clenched around the appendage, his cock jumping in his boxers. “want my cum inside you?”

“yes- fuck, ethan, please,” you begged, reduced to nothing. all you wanted; all you needed was him inside you, ruining your body until you couldn’t take anymore pleasure.

“so tight,” he mumbled, lining another finger up. you bucked your hips, the sensitivity almost too much as he stretched you out, watching the way your face contorted under his influence. ethan placed a large hand low on your abdomen, applying light pressure. “if you can’t take this, you won’t be able to take me.”

you nodded, pace almost desperate for him to continue. “feels good baby. so good.”

you took note of the pleased expression that stretched over ethan’s face as you praised the boy- you were just telling the truth, but clearly he liked to hear what a good job he was doing. ethan brought his thumb up to your clit, rubbing tight circles on the bundle of nerves and you grabbed at his wrist, nails digging into skin.

“gonna make me cum again,” you warned, but ethan only smiled at you, nodding almost condescendingly.

“wanna finish on my fingers, pretty girl?”

you wanted to say no, wait to come undone around him, but his movements felt too good. you dug your nails into his arm even harder, your other hand clawing into ethan’s soft sheets as the knots in your stomach came undone, your walls contracting around his fingers tight enough to make him moan.

ethan let his pace slow, extending your orgasm as you practically rode his hand, crying out in absolute euphoria as he increased pressure on your clit. unable to form words, you released your grasp on the boy’s arm, bringing your hand up to his face instead. you pulled ethan’s lips down to meet yours, whining at the feeling of his clothed cock grinding against your center.

ethan couldn’t take it anymore, quickly ridding himself of the soft sweatpants. you watched as his manhood sprung up, hitting his abdomen; the sight in and of itself enough to make you let out another bliss-filled noise. ethan let his eyes fall to yours as he stroked himself, shuddering at the heavenly friction. again, his voice came out low as he lined himself up with you.

“sure?”

far beyond words, you nodded and laced your fingers through his.

ethan returned your grasp with a sweet squeeze, gliding the tip of his cock through your folds- coating himself in your arousal. the two of you moaned in sync; a sweet, satisfied sort of harmony. finally, ethan pushed into you slowly, gasping at the feeling. you couldn’t help the way your eyes rolled back into your head, the feeling of him inside you almost too much.

“you okay?”

“so good,” you breathed, trying not to yelp at the feeling spreading through your lower body. ethan was well endowed- the biggest you’d ever taken- and it was an addictive sort of pain. he moved slowly, stopping a few times; allowing you to adjust around his length. when he’d bottomed out, ethan let his head fall back, groans escaping his throat.

“so fucking tiny,” he gasped, a groan cutting his statement off. “feel so good around me, gorgeous.”

you nodded at him, trying your best to meet ethan’s eyes as you praised the boy. “so fucking big- you feel so good,” you whined, your hips bucking. “want you so bad.”

a breathless laugh escaped ethan’s lungs as he maneuvered a hand behind one of your thighs, lifting your leg to hook over his shoulder. he pushed even deeper into you and black spots began to crowd the sides of your vision, the pleasure overwhelming. slowly, ethan started to pull out of you, eliciting filthy words and moans from you before he slid his length back in.

“fucking hell, y/n. so tight,” he said, voice tipping up into a whimper at the end. he quickened his pace, the noise of sleeping skin filling the room. you could barely contain yourself, no longer fighting the stream of murmurs and swears leaving your lips as ethan continued to pump in and out of you. your next orgasm was already building, the coils tightening rapidly in your lower belly.

ethan let his hand wander down to your sensitive bud, almost coming undone at the sight of your eyes fluttering shut. you traced up his forearm, scraping at his sweet skin before knotting your fingers in his hair, tugging at the roots.

“eyes open, baby. look at me.”

you could’ve cum then and there, the instructions only turning you on further. you forced your eyes open, meeting his as ethan sped up again. an almost animalistic noise left your throat as ethan thrusted into you roughly- you weren’t going to be able to hang on much longer. ethan felt the way your walls were clenching around him, fluttering and tightening as he increased his speed on your clit.

“close?” he asked, unable to say much more than that. your grip around him was euphoric- he was closer than he’d like to be. it hadn’t been more than 20 minutes, but with the way you were pulling at his head, almost crying in completely bliss, ethan wanted to fill you to the brim with his cum then fuck it into your sensitive pussy, overstimulating the sweet flesh.

you nodded, humming a small “mhm,” as you looked at him with wide eyes. ethan paused for a moment, shifting your leg up even higher onto his shoulder before plunging back into you. you felt the head of his cock hit a new, even more delicious spot and you became almost delirious. looking at him with furrowed eyebrows, you felt a tear crawl down your cheek.

“gonna cum, ethan-”

“fuck- me too. let go, baby.”

your entire body seemed to shake and shudder under the force of your orgasm- it hit you like a fucking train. you felt ethan’s thrusts get sloppier as he buried himself inside you, his head dropping to the crook of your neck. he whimpered as he shot his cum deep into your pussy, the sensation all consuming. the two of you stayed like that for a while- riding out your highs with each other, rough moans turned to honey-sweet mewls.

as your heart rate started to come down, you peppered the boy's face with soft, careless kisses: ones that he gladly returned. ethan finally found your lips, pressing tender, long kisses to the swollen skin.

“you’re a fucking god,” you murmured, stressing the word as ethan’s face flushed even hotter than it already had been.

“that,” he huffed, breathing still hard and uneven, “would be you.”

you giggled at the statement, your voice hitching as ethan slowly pulled out of you. you could feel a mixture of him and you spill out, the substance flowing over your things as ethan kissed down your body, taking in the sight between your legs.

“so pretty, baby,” he whispered, sinking a long finger into your pussy. your whole body spasmed at the feeling, completely overstimulated. ethan pulled out of you softly, watching the way his cum seemed to spill out of you endlessly. he placed small, delicate kisses to the marks he’d left covering your thighs, admiring his work. “can i keep you here for the night?” he asked, eyes turning affectionate.

you nodded at the boy as he came back up to meet your lips, then your forehead. as you settled onto his chest, drawing lazy patterns on his skin, ethan's voice seemed to return to normal.

“such a good girl.”

#ethan nestor #crankgameplays #crank gameplays #smut #ns/fw #ask #anon #request #writing #blurb #fic #college au #ethan #nestor #starlight-writes-stuff #aight thats it #love u drink water

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chicken-poncho · 3 years

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thoughts whilst watching jet trash

holy shit, is that cparks doing the voiceover

Great, we're 30 seconds in and I'm already dying inside

Why the fuck is he taking about bears

I'll be ur baby bear Craig

Oh god he's so gorgeous

Who is this child

IS THAT HIS CHILD

OMG KLAUS IS IN THIS

why are they playing Christmas song

oh it's Christmas Eve

SMACK ATTACK

I want to spend Christmas on the beach with someone

@whumpnthings i choose you

Robert 'i just masterbated in the ocean' Sheehan

This film has no subtitles i am :(

'hes found us' i want cparks to find me

cool vibin montage!

TITLE CARD ✨👄✨

'idk the rules but that excited me'

c r a i g omg h e l l o

mmmm drugs

Who is this cool gal on bike?

OH NO SHES LOOKIN FOR ROBO

who is mike, helo mike

why everyone so fuckin hot in this film

where the fuck did mike get that knife from oh my god

ITS HUGE

that's what she said

'i have no idea what day it is' welcome to lockdown

this film is so pretty? WHAT

oh no, they fell of the bikes

plot twist- it's not

sick omg tarot cards

its the eye fuck bit, aaah

Robert Sheehan struggling to speak? same, dude i am a fuckin disaster

you fuckin fuckin fucks i felt that in my soul

please tell me cparks + rshee got married

Shame on them, what cowards

cparks yelled and i jumped

that's a very dead cow

hope they don't get into any, uh, beef

MiKe yOu fUcKeR!

drugs + parties + people make me so nervous literally I'd rather hang w my few mates and do em rather than w a bunch of odd people in a field

Actually that sounds fun, i am a wimp

I was expecting robo Sheehan to hit someone with it and i was gonna laugh

Alas, i was WRONG, this is not a lindsay denton tribute

so, cparks, you want someone to dump a body in the lake? Well, the 1975 said there's no point in buying concrete shoes so

incase you were wondering

aw shit it's the motorbike gal

why is this film so pretty

OmG Hi mIKe

mIkE yOu cAnT FuCkInG sWiM

bye mike

that fuckin buzzin noise is back ffs

oh no mike drowned?

oh no that's DRUGS IN THE SEA!

the sound on this film is so janky wtf

its so soft and quiet and then fuck my ears hurt

mike literally is Tilda Swinton in doctor strange what the fuck

'you are going to prison'

what, is this gonna be ghosted 2.0?

i don't object

anyway

'i don't care what car you drove'

Yeah but them hot pink range rovers are sick as fuck and very very cool

HANG ON, THESE 2 ARE MAKING OUT AND I'M PRETTY SURE THERE'S A BODY IN THE BOOT

eh, crime is seggsee

the fuckin BOOT JUST OPENED

abort abort abort abort

oh thank god, he's not dumping her body?

ARE THEY GONNA BEAT UP CPARKS

hold up boys, I'm coming with you!

lemmie just

guys

GUYS

it's the hottub scene!

oh sorry Craig its a jacuzzi

My bad

oh GOD

why did i think craig was going to smack him

there's bubbles oooh

who is the guy in the sunglasses 😳🥺

CrAiG sToP cHoKiNg LeE

'guys wanna bang girls and girls wanna stay the the uk'

well, isn't that disgusting

erm, wow its getting ✨violent✨

Excuse me he just fell in the pool

i know he's not dead yet but there's a

(and his name is ✨Craig Parkinson✨)

why are cows so fuckin CUTE

guys, lee sucks

it was shay oh no he took the money

where is Craig CMON HURRY UP

Nice, they just referenced the films title!

'im so so sorry' cool story bro

AYO HES HERE

oh wow it is his kid

Craig, you suck

MIKE NICELY DONE MATE!

jesus that kid is gonna have so much trauma after that car chase scene

RIP CRAIG, WHY DO U ALWAYS DIE

oh good he's not dead

this small child really fucked them over wow

is he gonna kill the kid CRAIG NO

EXCUSE ME

STOP

STOP TRYNA KILL A KID

Im No LiAr no but you suck

bye bye Craig, stop dying

god bless this woman for getting outta that shitty relationship

that kid is so cute

this is a vaguely happy ending! w0w

THE KID STOLE THEIR MONEY? nice

brilliant, 10/10 mother+daughter bonding

mkay that's it, idk if you made it til the end but ✨thank you if you did✨

#Spotify #welcome to the shitshow #Jet trash #Jet trash reaction #live blogging #Film commentary #i think dylan is in trouble wouldn't be proud of that shit show #Craig Parkinson #Robert Sheehan #welcome to the illegality tag #this film is so beautiful

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picassho-18 · 4 years

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Art of Fire (V)

Zuko x Fem!Reader; Part 5; 1.6k words

Series summary: The recently crowned Fire Lord Zuko meets a new friend of his Uncle’s, a special fire bender that quickly grabs his interest over a cup of tea and the discussion of the arts.

A/N: I am so sorry for how long this update took! Most likely the last part :) thanks for reading my dudes <3

CATCH UP HERE: Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4

As you stood in front of the closed tea shop, hand in hand, you couldn’t stop yourself from laughing as Zuko looked sheepishly down at you.

“How did neither of us realize that my Uncle wouldn’t be here because he was running the Capital instead of me today?”

You began to laugh louder, shocked that you hadn’t even thought about his Uncle not working at the tea shop, even though Zuko told you this very morning that Iroh was stepping in as temporary Fire Lord for the day.

“Well, I guess we aren’t getting tea today!” You managed to say in between laughs, wiping away a few tears as he began to chuckle softly.

Suddenly, he looked up again, as tugged at your joined hands, pulling you to the side of the shop.

“If memory serves me right, my Uncle usually forgets to close up the side windows…” he said, as he looked down the alley and saw the open window of the tea shop, “And my memory is immaculate” He said with a cocky wink.

“I promised you tea, and that is what you’ll be getting. You’ll just find out that I am just as good as my Uncle when it comes to making tea.”

Offering his hands, you leaped up into the windowsill, as his fingers gripped your hips, helping you up. Your breath caught a little at the contact, the warmth of his palms something still so shocking yet calming at the same time.

After you were straddling the windowsill safely, you offered Zuko your hand. He jumped up, hand clasped tightly to yours as he made it to the window. However, neither of you had thought it through, and now you were both tightly tightly cramped into the windowsill, faces very close to each other.

You giggled lightly, making eye contact with Zuko’s shining golden eyes, before you meanuvered your way through Zuko’s long legs and managed to land onto the familiar tea shop floor, Zuko right behind you.

Looking at the shop, it was very weird to see it not open and full of people, but Zuko quickie led you to the back, to the kitchen and storage room.

Still in your damp clothes from swimming in the lake, Zuko started to look into some of the many boxes in the back, and began muttering, “We usually keep some spare clothes in the back, and I can’t seem to find them… Oh. Found some!”

You chuckled lightly, watching as he pulled out a pair of pants and some shirts. He lifted two shirts up, “Okay you got two opinions, a very oversized tan shirt that I’m pretty sure is my Uncle’s or the tea shop uniform.”

“Oh my, what a decision I have to make” you said with a smirk, “I may have to pick the huge shirt, even if it will be like a dress on me, simply because I have to see you in the uniform. Iroh has told me too many stories of you at the Jasmine Dragon for me to pass up this opportunity!”

“Oh you cruel wicked thing” Zuko teased, before handing you the shirt.

The pair of you stood there for a couple of seconds, just shyly looking at each other. Suddenly Zuko moved into action, “Oh, sorry yeah I’ll uh turn around so you can change first.”

You grinned at his awkward behavior, still stunned by how the shy man in front of you actually ruled the Fire Nation. “Thank you Zuko.”

You quickly peeled off your damp clothes, the cold air sending a shiver through your body as you peeked at Zuko’s back, as he stared firmly at the wall.

You shrugged on the large shirt, reaching your mid thigh, and very loose on you. Looking down, you realized you didn’t need the pants, it quite literally was a dress on you.

Zuko still had his back turned, so with a small surge of courage, you walked behind him quietly, and suddenly pressed a kiss to his check. He tensed at the contact, before a large smile graced his face as he turned around.

“What was that for?” he asked.

You pulled away, rocking on your heels, the shirt flowing around your legs. “Did I need a reason besides simply wanting to?”

The fiercest blush crept over his cheeks, before grabbing his own new set of clothes, “No. You don’t.”

It was your turn for your cheeks to heat up, and you looked away at the floor, a soft smile on your face. You turned around, and gave Zuko the privacy to change himself.

You heard the rustling of his clothes coming off and dropping on the floor, and you just hoped that he couldn’t hear how loud your heart was pounding. You were so focused on not freaking out at the situation you were in, or the fact that you were literally currently being courted by the Fire Lord, that you didn’t even notice Zuko creep up on you. At least until he wrapped his arms around your torso, and kissed your cheek. The warmth poured off him, even more noticeable now that you were both in dry clothes.

His lips hovered over your ear, “Just returning the favor. Because I wanted to.”

Your breath completely froze in your chest, as you slowly turned in Zuko’s arms, spinning to face him.

Tenderly, you rested your hand on his face, just below his scarred eye, as his arms tightened around your waist, pulling you flush against him in a snug embrace.

Quietly, as if your next words might shatter the moment, you asked, “What are we doing?”

Zuko’s eyebrows scrunched up as he replied, “We are going to make tea…?”

“No, I mean, like what are we doing? What’s going on between us?” As you began to talk, Zuko’s hands fell from your waist, withdrawing from you slowly. You continued, starting to ramble slightly, “It’s just… you’re the Fire Lord! And I’m some commoner and I just, and we only met a week ago, and we don’t really know each other, and somehow in the few conversations since first seeing you in this tea shop, I’ve started to really feel something for you, but I have no clue what I’m doing. I don’t know what we’re doing...”

Slowly, as if he didn’t want to scare you away, he rested both of his hands on the sides of your face. His thumbs slowly rubbed your cheeks, the warmth soaking into your face, settling your nerves slightly.

“Y/N.” He spoke quietly, his eyes peering deep into your own. He sucked in a breath, before letting it out and spoke. “I know we barely know each other, yet I have never met another person that has had an effect on me like you. Somehow in just a few days, you burrowed your way into my soul. And I know the Fire Lord thing complicates things, but we can figure that out later. For now, I just want to learn everything I can about you. I want to be around you, and I want to listen to you laugh, I want to be the cause of your laugh… And I want to kiss you whenever I possibly can.”

Your breath hitched at his words, but you couldn’t pull your eyes away from Zuko’s searing gaze. Your brain turned to mush as you tried to process his words, but you could only truly think about him, right now, in front of you, staring at you as if you were his entire world.

His golden eyes glanced down to your lips, before looking at your eyes again, “May I kiss you?”

Words couldn’t form from your mouth, so all you could do was nod.

Your eyes fluttered shut as he stepped closer to you, your body flush against his as he closed the gap and pressed his lips to yours. One of his hands slid to your neck, cradling it closer to him, as the other slid around your lower back, holding you tightly. Your arms settled around his neck as you arched into him, fingers finding his hair.

His mouth wandered away from your lips, and started to pepper kisses against your jaw and then your neck. Your head fell back, as a soft moan escaped from mouth at the tender feeling of his lips against the bare sensitive skin of your neck.

At the sound, Zuko’s arms tightened even more around you, and a rumble sound in his chest.

You pulled back suddenly, a laugh bubbling up in your chest, as you smirked at Zuko, “Was that a growl?!”

His eyes widened, and stared at you sheepishly, “Maybe…”

You laughed, pulling away from his embrace, but gripping his hand firmly, “Don’t worry. I found it very hot, but let’s not forget the real purpose of this trip.”

You glanced down at his tea shop uniform, appreciating the look of the new clothes on him, “You promised me tea, and I plan to drink some of your finest”

Zuko chuckled softly, wrapping an arm around your waist, then steering you towards the kitchen.

“Why of course. You deserve nothing less. Plus, my Uncle would be very disappointed in me if I didn’t make you the very best of tea.”

You laughed, smiling widely at Zuko, your heart warmed, filled to the brim with happiness. And excitement for a good cup of tea.

***

This was most likely the last part! Thank you for reading :)

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freshstartbaby · 4 years

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Deux

PREVIOUS PART

🎧 Pree me - Burna Boy

« Captain Phillips on the line. We are arriving to Tulum Mexico. The weather is 33c and the local hour is 11am. Please find back your seat and don’t undo your seatbelt before the redlight turn off. » I made sure that my seatbelt was well set before I turned my head towards the window. I love to take plan. It’s scary but I love it. More over it wasn’t a long flight so I enjoyed it. When the plane landed, I sent a message on the whatsap convo, so they could know that I landed well.

Robyn : Wasssup yall, i just landed I need to get my suite case and do some administrative stuff I think. Where do I wait for you ? Xandra : Great, @Bignasty and I are on our way. We’re are picking you near the cab area. Is that good for you ? Robyn : Perfect 🥰 I looked down at my screen and tried to not smile too wide. I know what she is doing. She is such a child. My god. Ok act normal. Try to be relaxed. I look relaxed right ? Forty minutes later, I had get back my suite case and pass counters. I put my sunglasses on, put a little bit of perfum and headed out to the cab zone.

I stoped as I looked at my screen. To be honest I am myopic and I don’t often were my regular glasses. It’s bad I know. So at this point they’re goin to find me. I start to tap a message when I eared my name. « Rob ! » Alex shooted I turned my head and saw her few steps from me. I let my finger run through my hair so they can look good when I arrive. I usually do that when I’m stressed. The more I stepped closer to her, the more i walked like a pimp as I remove my glasses eying her goofly. « You’re so dumb » she said pulling me into a tight hug « Wassup baby » « No you wassup LA girl » « I’m good » She turned over and point me THIS guy saying

« Florian this is Robyn, Robyn this is Florian » I putted my hair back my ear when I look at him. Stop doing this Rob. My tongue twisted inside my mouth when I finally find the courage to look at him. He was... BIG does man like that exists in real life ? « Ayo wassup » he said with a smile and nobbing his head Omg bscsxqgsvsh. He got this voice. «You good ?» I ask trying to make my voice being normal He smiled and nobbed his head again «Nice to meet you Robyn » he pulled his right hand towards me I couldn’t hold it anymore I’m sorry. I smiled hard and shook his hand back « Nice to meet you Florian » Okay how his hand can be this big and this soft. This is too much to handle. Is it me or it’s getting hot in here. Damn it felt like a heat weave. Calm down baby. It’s just a man. Remember ? Men are trash. Don’t you forget that. Put yourself first. I was really holding myself at this point. I don’t like to act to joyfully so people think I’m a easy girl or they can laugh with me. I’m a poker face girl when I’m not near my friend. A man can not destabilized me like an high school girl. Put yourself together Robyn « Let me help you with that » he said taking my suitcase « Thank you » i replied. As he went to the truck I turned back to Alexandra seeing her making stupid move to mimic doggy style. I raise my eyes in the air. How can I be a poker face girl with a best friend like this. We got in the car. Florian was at the driver place, put his seatbelt on and grabbed his phone. « Do you need the address ? » Alexandra asked him « Na i’m good, seatbelt on ? » he said checking on us « Oh look how sweet he is, trying to checked on us » she said looking at me rising an eyebrow He chuckled « Alexander promise me to kill me in my sleep if anything happen to you, I’m trying to enjoy my vacay not to die » « Im so in love with this guy, don’t tell him that » « Oh honey I don’t need to tell him anything both of you stink love » he said She looked back at me and made me this face. They are really in love. My bestie is living her best life and have an amazing partner. It’s all she deserves and it’s all I want for her. « So how long did you know each other ? » he asked us « We met at the middle school » I said « Yaaaas » she shooted « I was like 10 » « Yea it’s like 15 years ago » she said looking at me « That’s right » « That’s makes me feel old » « Wait how old are you ?» he said looking at me I look up at him, putting off my sunglasses. « 25, why ? » « Na just wondering » he said smiling at me « Look at the road » I told him « Yea you right » « How old are you Florian ? » Alexandra asked him « Hitting 29 soon » « Hitting 29 soon, you eared that Rob ? » « Mmmh » I answered I nobbed my head realizing how much annoying Alexandra could get. As I raise my eyes I caught Florian looking at me in the mirror. We looked at each other few seconds before he started the car. Well it’s goin to be interesting. I hugged everyone when I arrived. I was the last one of the group to arrive. So there was of course Florian,

It's been a while since we haven't seen all each others. It was just heart warming. And in a house like that ? Woaw man I'm gonna enjoy this trip. The villa was just amazing. Alexander and Alexandra showed me the house and my bedroom. Since there were three couples, David, Veronica, Florian and I were allowed to have our personal bedroom. At first I was ok to share my room with Veronica, but since there were extra rooms, I meeeean.

I settled in my bedroom. It was nice. I was really happy that it was beautiful as the pictures. Because you know sometimes people lies. I decided to put my swimsuit on since everyone was enjoying the pool waiting for me. I looked at myself in the mirror and blame myself for not being diligent to my workout plan but happy that the last one I have worked on had pay. I took my towel and put on my glasses. I went down the stairs and went to the kitchen. Man I was thirthy. I opened the fridge and found it empty. I pouted my mouth, sad to find nothing. I think we will have to go to the grocery store, at least for water and breakfast, when someone told me « Lookin for something ? » I turned back and saw Florian. Shirtless. I mean in his swimtruck. Of course he was shirtless. Am I supposed to act like I'm not impressioned of how huge he is. Because it going to be very hard. I put my hand on my chest and told him « You scared me » « I'm sorry, it's ok I don't bite » he chukled « Yeaaa » I said puting my hand in my hair, damn Rob stop doing this ! « I was looking for water actually, I'm super thirsty » « Oh yea we didn't get supplies yet, but I got you » He left the kitchen area and came back with a water bottle « Here you go » « Thank you » « You’re welcome » he said leaving the kitchen I took a glass and serve myself. We never know, if someone wants to drink later. I drank, washed the glass and went to the back of the house, where everyone was. As I step out I eared girls hyping me up « Damn Rob, you look good » Eve said « Look at this skin, melanin popin sis » Alexandra continue « Ma' can I have your number ? » Veronica joked I started catwalk acting like I'm queen Campbell, then started laughing with them. I layed my towel on the chair and laydown. We chit chat a little when I thought that something was wrong. So I asked them « Mmmmh guys, nothin is bothering you ? » Everyone looked at me like a weirdo « Wassup » Michael asked « What do you mean ? » Eve looked at me « I mean NOTHING is bothering you AT ALL ?! » I said twisting my face « Rob split it out » Michael said I went to bedroom, took my speaker, shaking my head like those folks are really out there without music. I turned on the music and went back to the back of the house dancing 🎧 Snack - Mrs Banks Everyone started vibing on the sound. Like come on guys, Mexico, Tulum, Villa, Pool and no music ? I mean I'm a poker face girl but god I love to party. Good vibe only you know ? I settled back on my laying chair and let the music go. Sun was carresing my skin, there were a little breeze it was just perfect. Few moments later, I put down my sunglasses and decided to go in the water. You have to know that I'm the weakess girl on earth to enter in a pool. I mean that shit it's cooooold. I started to went down the stairs slowly, like very slowly when Alexandra made fun of me « You're such a child, just jump in it » « Never ! » « Man it's not even cold » « Yea the water is good, don't worry » Florian said enjoying the water « The water is good ?! » I said laughing « Look at me I have chicken skin already » He step clother to me and propose me his hand « Come on I got you » I looked at him shyly. Not only because I found that he was really nice to me since I arrived but also because I could feel Alexandra eying us. What a bitch. I took his hand and felt him pushing me closer in the water. I squeezed his hand « Yoooooo it's cold chill out » I screamed « Come on Robyn, when your lap is on then the rest is easier » he told me I kept my breath and step closer in the water closing my eyes. The water level was now in the middle of my breath. When I opened them back I found Florian slowly laughin rubing his eyes and then look Alexandra. « I told you, she is a drama queen » Alexandra said --- We were enjoyin the pool. The spot was just feeling to good. I was talking to Veronica. She seemed to be a really nice person. She was actually leaving in LA but also travelled a lot. So she proposed me to hang out if I need to discover LA later. Well it wasn't an offer that I will declined. Suddently I eared my stomach made some noises. I was starving. I excused myself and stood up from the pool's corner. I grabbed my phone and turned the music off. « Yooooo ! » everyone shooted « Yoooo to youselves. We need to talk » I said wrapping my towel around my body « Everyone come closer please » « Your so annoying » Michael told me « Oh really I am ? » « You are » je said crossing his arms « Well I hope you will not be hungry for the next six days because I wanted to make a point on food » « Well if I think harder you're not that annoying » he said uncrossing his arms We laughed and started to make a list about what we wanted to eat. We decided that we will buy food for breakfast and for two nights. Even if we knew we wanted to eat outside , we knew that we will be to tired to go out at least two nights. I made the list on my note and propose myself to go buy it. I know it can be weird but I like make groceries shooping. I also thought that we don't have to all go so I asked who wanted to come with me. Alexandra, Alexander and Florian were down for it so we went to our rooms to put some clothes on ourselves. I put a dress, small shoes and wait them on the living room.

Alexandra came sit next to me. I put my head on her shouder. She took my hand and carressed it with her thumb. « He is nice, isn't he ? »She said sofly « Who ? » I knew who she was talking about « Girl you know who I'm talking about » « Yeaaa » I chuckled a little « I did'nt really talked to him » « I know, but he seems to talk to you later, I mean he started the conversation right ? » « Yea » I munbled « So it's your turn now, at least get to know him » « I don't want to » I wispered « Rob » she said softly looking at me I couldn't look at her back. Man to be honest with you, men scared me. They scared the well out of me. Even if Florian was the most good looking man I have met since years, I wasn't ready to risk to be down as I was few months ago. He is nice and hot so of course I'm goin to answer him, but girl I just don't feel it. I’m gon try but I don’t want to trip over it. Like I’m goin to get a potential friend. A really hot one but yea a friend. I have plenty so it don’t have to be difficult with him. Her shoulders went down a little and squeezed my hand « Ok baby, it's ok, if you don't feel it you don't have to, I didn't want to push you that way » « It's ok » « Ready girls ? » Alexander asked followed by Florian « Yes let's go » Alexandra answered She set up and picked his lips while Florian opened the front door. We went to the car an headed to the store. When we arrived at the store we splited in two groups and started to grab what we needed. Florian was pushing the cart behind me. I found myself twisting my mouth trying to find something to tell him that not sounds stupid. « So how long do you live in LA ? » i questioned « It's been like 4 or 5 years » « Mh, where were you before that ? » « Munich » « Oh really ? »I snapped back « Yup » « It explains your accent » « Yea it is hard to hide » « You're not really trying to hide it right ? » « Na I'm proud of where I'm from » « That's what I like to ear » « What about you ? » « What about me ? » « You moved to LA few weeks ago, right ? » « That's right, one week to be precise. » « Newbie. » « Yeaaaa kind of » « In what suburbs do you live in ? » « Bel air » « Oh yeah ? » he asked « Yea, where do you live ? » « Brentwood » « Oh so we're close, I'm few streets far from Brentwood » « I could show you cool spots » he said coming help me to grab something I was trying to catch « Yea at one condition » I said trying to grab what he was handing me « What is it ? » he said stepping back preventing me to take what he was handing me few seconds ago « It has to be good food spots » I said putting my hands on my hips « It is very good food spots » he said smiling and finally giving me the supply « Yea you better, because food is the love of my life » I kept walking when I felt that he wasn't near anymore. I turned back to see him. He had a weird smile on his face and seemed to look at the lower part of my body. « You're a greedy girl ? » he said with a lower voice Our eyes caught each other. A heat weave hitted my cheeks. In my head the nasty me was twerking and whining everywhere. The chill me was telling me to act normal and stay focused. « Kind of » I say raising my hands like it's not my fault « Yea, if you like food we're gon get along » I smiled at him and turned back to reach the point we choose with Alexandra and Alexander to meet up. We paid, put supplies in the truck and headed house. When we arrived the other part of the group took care of what we bought. I found Alexandra and Alexander in the middle of a heated kiss and go upstairs. I chukled a little when Florian asked me « I wanted to go look for something in my bedroom, you think I should wait ? » I laughed, I think he saw the same thing. I look upstairs and then back at him. « Na you can go, it seems to be a big house, you’re not going to ear them. Mhhh your room is close to their ? » « No I think mine is close to yours actually » he said with a smirk « Well, you’re a BIG boy » I said tapping his arm «I’m sure you can do it » I passed by him when he caught my wrist « I need extra hands, can you come with me ? » « To what ? » We were close and to be honest it didn’t bothered me. It was pretty nice to look at a piece of art that close. « I want to take my shisha » « You took your shisha ?» « Yeeea, do like it ? » « I mean I don’t smoke it often, and I wanted go cook something, I’m starving » « Look, you come with me take the shisha, and then I help you in the kitchen, deal ? » he said deal but he already took me near the stairs. I wasn’t going to protest. It would be ridiculous. We went upstairs and his grip to my wrist turned to a lock to my hand. I know I already said it but his hands like woaw. We arrived to his room and I left his hand waiting for him at the frame of the door. His room what cute. It wasn’t made like mine but it was cute. He step down to his suite case and put parts of the shisha on the ground. He took few seconds and look at me. « you can come in » he said smiling « Thank you » I said stepping foward « You wanted to wait out ? » « I mean it’s your room, I didn’t wanted to take over your space » I entered slowly in his room and sited on the edge of the bed « What taste should I take ? Mint, caramel, cherry, pineapple- « Take them all » He looked back at me as he raise an eyebrow « Take them all so you don’t have to keep looking for them here up in here» « Smart above all » he said with a smirk « here, give me the flavors so I don’t break anything » « You’re clumsy ? » he questioned giving me the flavors « When I was little, I used to be called Mrs Clumzyn » « Like a mix of clusmy and Robyn ? » « Yes sir « i said heading out « Well good to know » he said laughing He took the shisha parts and we went downstairs. We settled in the kitchen. I started chop vegetables and cooked beef meat since I wanted to make tacos. Quick and tasty. We kept talking to each others. Everybody but Alexandra and Alexander join us in the kitchen area few moments laters. I mean they smelt food so 🤣. It was really nice to have them. I talked to the one I really knew to see what’s popin in their life. We haven’t be reunieted like that since ages so it was the perfect moment. I was the youngest in the group and you know when you pass the 25 yo, your life change in many maniers and so quickly. During this time I also learn a bit about the ones I didn’t really know. As we end eating, Alexandra and Alexender joined us back. « So what’s popin tonight ? » Alexandra asked us « We’re getting lit baby !» I shooted « Yeeeeea that’s the Robyn I like to ear » Michael high five me « Rio should called me in a moment, he said he knows a club where we can enjoy our first night » Raymond said grabbing his phone « Rio ? Rio ? » I looked at him « You know many Rio ? » « Like BABY RIO ? » « Yea man » « I didn’t know he was here ! » I said bouncing my shoulders happy that Rio will be here. « Wait will he be here, like with us tonight ? » I questioned « Not all the night but he will make us enter » he answered « Who is he » Florian asked blowing some smoke « My cousin » Raymond said He nobbed his head and watch me stood up, always dancing. Alexandra saw him watch me and told him that I was this happy because we used to dance together. I watched him and told him that it was my Latino Chris Brown. I left the kitchen and came back a little after with little cards in my hands. « Siiiiince we don’t know this place, I made little cards with all our numbers on it » I handed cards to everyone « you can use them if you get lost or if you black out or I don’t know » « Here you go again Mrs Annoying » Michael said « Thank you mama » Eve « Thank me later when you will find yourself not in Mexico and with your died phone. » I looked at Eve « at least someone is grateful » I stepped at the end of the table and said « please make sure your phone is totally charged before we leave, save the number of everyone in this room in your repertory because if you don’t have internet you can not reach to the numbers on whatsap, take your external charger if you have one and I think it’s all » « Oh really ? » Michael asked sarcastically « Wait no, who drive tonight ? » « I do » Florian said « Great, who else ? » The others looked at me like « Naaaa not me » « Come on guys, we will switch all week » I told « Then you should » Raymond said with a smirk I looked at him. The audacity. « You know what. I will » I answered back looking at him « Perfect, I will take shoots for you honey » I raise my middle finger at him. When I felt a large hand on the lower part of my back « Don’t worry, we will enjoy ourselves while they pass out » Florian said He was a tactile man. For sure. It was pleasing. Akward for someone I met few hours ago but pleasing. Without paying attention I found myself nobbing, putting my head on his chest and rubbing his forearm. WHY THAT FUCK I DID THAT ? —- 🎧 Vex Oh - Kaytranada I step out the shower entered in my room finding Alexandra in my bed. I put my hand on my chest and kept one underneath my breath so my towel doesn’t fall. Eyes closed I breath out « Did I scared you ? » she asked « You did. » i said closing the door « You’re such a coward » « I know, you know, everyone knows, then what 🤣 » « Guuuurl i saw your outfit for tonight » she said grabbing the fabric of the clothes I put on my bed before leaving for the bathroom « it’s hooooot » « You told me to take sexy stuff, but I already did » « You sure you don’t wanna let them legs out ? » « Na Im scared to get cold » « Girl we’re in Mexico « « So what ? And let’s start slowly ok ? I don’t want people to have an heart attack. What are you wearing tonight, since I found you in my bed ass naked » « I’m not naked don’t you see that robe ? It’s satin. And I don’t know I’m waiting to see what Xander is wearing so I can match his outfit. » I looked at her smirking « what ? I want those latinas to know that he is NOT in the game anymore » I laughed « anyway I just came to checked on you about you know, the big boy just in front your room » « Did you tell him to take this room on purspose ? » I asked her clothing myself « It didn’t seemed bothered » I chuckled « did you hugged him in the kitchen or did I dreamed » I raise my head and look at her trough the mirror « Honestly I don’t know why I did that. » she looked back at me « I know, I say something and I do another but he is nice I think I didn’t wanted to be rude. » She stepped closer and rubbed my shoulders « Robyn. Look. You’re on vacation. You don’t owe anyone explanation even me. If you want to do something. Do it. If you don’t want. Don’t. But please do not overthink. Enjoy. You deserve it » I patted her hand on my shoulder and thanked her. She left ready to get finally dressed. I finished to get dressed and grabbed my phone to put some music to vibe while I will do my make up.

I saw that it was nearly 8pm. We were supposed to leave the villa at 9 so I was ok on the timing. I was ending baking my face when someone knocked at my door. I shooted to comin when I saw Rio.

I screamed and jumped on his arms. Maaaan it was good to see him. He had a wide smile and started to laugh. I asked what was funny « What are you cooking on your face ? » « We say baking and not cooking, with your silly ass » I said hitting his shoulder « I missed you » « I missed you more » he said moving his head a little « Sit » I pointed my bed and went back to the desk where I was doing my make up « where have you been ? » «Here and there » « Where exactly ? » I said looking back at him « Toronto, Miami, Atlanta, Chicago-« « Well ok superstar » I said laughing « I saw your ig man your classes looked lit, you’re really doing this » « Yea, you still dancing for mmmh Theophilus ? » he questioned with an eyebrow raised « Theo his name is Theo » « Yea whathever, you still dancing at this club ? » « No I moved actually » « Oh really ? Where ? When ? » « LA, a week ago » « Good, good, so you left your sugar daddy ?» he said laughing « he wasn’t my sugar daddy ! I already told you that « I said laughing back « My ass ! So who is the lucky one downstairs ? » « What you’re talking about ? » « There are only couple here right ? It’s like a couple’s trip ? Who is your boyfriend ? » « It’s not a couple’s trip » I said putting my last lashes on « Alrigh... I mean I would be happy to learn that you found someone who makes you happy after what Leo did to you » I moved my shoulders like it wasn’t a big deal when my someone knocked at the door. It wasn’t closed. I turned back and saw Florian. I really felt like ovaries blowed. He was just stunning. He has a white shirt, slightly open so I could notice his gold chain, white a black short and some white sneakers. So simple but man on him, it was just I opened my mouth slowly to take a breath when he excused himself to interrupted us but we needed to go otherwise we will be late for the place we booked for dinner. I told him that I had finished and that we arrive in few minutes when he left. I turned back at the mirror, checked my make up one last time I took my regular glasses so I can drive and my purse so Rio and I could leave my bedroom. When we arrived downstairs everyone was just fierce, outfit onfleek. I begged them for a group pictures because I just knew that a the end of the night we will not look good at right now. They finally aggreed, we took few pictures and went to the restaurant. —- When we arrived at the restaurant, a friend of Raymond and Rio joined us. So we were back to a pair number. We settled to a table. Alexandra was at my right, Florian at my left and Rio was in front of me. Thanks to the spanish skills of Xandra and her bright smiled, the waiter didn’t went to hard on us for our lateness. The view was just amazing. I think this is my first trip where every spot is breathtaking. « It’s beautiful right ? » Florian asked me while putting a arm on the top of my chair « Yea, I was just thinking of this » I turned back my head watching him watching me with a little smile « What again ? » i said smiling « What do you mean again ? » he said laughing « You’re always making fun of me » « That’s not true, I just found you’re cute with your glasses » Oh snap i forgot that I still have my glasses on. I don’t like wearing them I think it changes my face. But I just can’t do contact. I’m a coward as I told you. I took off my glasses and put them on my purse « Hey I said you look cute with them, why are you taking them me off « he said softly « I rather not to have them » I said on the same tone « You look beautiful anyway » he said rubbing his lips index « Well thank you, you look handsome yourself Florian » I said patting his lap while sipping my spirkling water. The dinner was tasty. There was food in abundance and the vibe was just light. I found Florian hand gripped/carressed slightly my back sometimes. It made me slide to my left slide and rubbed my thumb on his right thigh. You know I’m just used to give back the softness he was giving to me. We talked about how he knew Alexander since he is te only person he is related to. About his last trip in Santorini. While he was telling me about it, the only think I could think about was all this pictures shirtless on his IG. I mean how can you erase them from your mind. As we finished to eat, we decided to headed to the club Rio was supposed to make us in. We just can’t wait to party hard. We went to the cashier and paid. As I waited for the others to pay Rio came I front of me, watching me

« No boyfriend hun ? » « Yeaaaaaa... » i said looking for my glasses I need them to drive. « Oh and all these carress during dinner with big boy ? » he said looking at Florian then back at me « We met today, come on, he is nice and he only knows Alexander » « So many reasons to have his dick sucked » I opened my mouth and clothed my mouth, in choke. He just has no filter. Not only one. « Just be careful ok ? » he said heading to the exit of the restaurant We settled in the area Rio found us. The bass was feeding my body. I love this feeling so much. It made me want to bounce everywhere. Ok i could not drink but it will not prevent me to enjoy my first night. Waiters came drop bottles at our table when Rio tapped on one waiter’s shoulder I said something in his ear. I couldn’t ear what he said because the music was loud. He stepped close to me, leaned and told me that he asked soft for drivers. I thanked him and lean over Florian who was now at my right to tell him. He moved his head and nobbed toward Rio to thank him. When our drinks arrived we could finally cheered up and start partying. The night was crazy. The DJ was crazy, I kept switching on good songs of all types, reggaton, rnb, afro, brand new and timeless classics, bangers only. I thought that I might get crazy by the end of the night. I danced with the girls, with Rio before he left and then came back to our table. Before I could reach our area there was a buch of girls, of all type, wiggling hard. I finally pass them when I saw Florian, alone, on his phone and smoking shisha. I set close to him as he put his arm back my waist, wrapping it a little without leaving is phone. I stepped closer to him and asked him what was the taste. He finally looked up at me and asked me to try. I put the end in my mouth and try to identify the taste. « Blueberry ? » i asked « Iced » he told me showing me his screen I looked at it and saw my Ig account with the button « waiting » « Are you going to make me wait a long time ? » he said smiling I smiled shyly back and took my phone. I went on Ig and accept him. I questioned him if he was happy and he nobbed proud of himself. I shook my head and told him « What do we do about your harem ? » He step back and watch me with frowned eyebrows. He had no idea of what I was talking about. I smiled and pointed at the woman’s group in front of us. All of her watching Florian with lust. I swear I could ear their prayers for him to just put an eye on her. He watched them, then back at me and smiled shyly shaking his head. « You’re goin to tell me that not one of them is your type ? » i asked « They’re all beautiful » « But ? » « But not interested » « What you need like a model or something ? » I said playfully « Naaaa » he sais before smoking « I need loyalty. » Since there his tone was matching mine. Very light. But the last sentence he said was serious. I could feel it the way his body language shift. I looked back at the girls and nobbed my head thinking about he just say. Loyalty is so rare those days. Everything happens so quickly and end so quickly. For a yes or a no a relationship can be twisted. People can be fake and act like you interest them but they just looking for their own benefit. Loyalty was definitely criteria We stay silent a little when I asked him « So you’re just goin to be sit here all night ? You’re not goin to dance at least on one music » He laughed a little and started bouncing his shoulders like it’s going to be enough. As I watch him and hyped him up so he can be confortable the DJ switch the music 🎧 BamBam - Chaka Demus & Piliers When I recognized the song I started raising slowly, took his hand and whispered him that he couldn’t let me dance on this song alone. He stood up and rubbed his face softly with his free hand. The smile on his face bretrayed him. He knew the song and seemed happy at this moment. I started moving my hips sensually on the rythym. Surprisly I found him following me without too much difficulties. Okkkkkk he got some moves okruuuu. As the music was jamming he slowly put his hand on my hips, step closer and turned me back. As I turned I started to laugh at myself. I was goin to grinded on him hard. It was so ridiculous because I was playing with the fire but damn it felt so good. My back was on his chest. I felt wrapped and I really didn’t want to let go. I think he was feeling the same way because I felt his head stuffed in my neck. I bitted my lips when I felt his breath and his beard on my burnin skin.

I was fucked up —— Wassup guys How do you feel about chapter two ? Do not hesitate to give me feedbacks, react and all that stuff Take care

NEXT PART

#fanfic #florian munteanu x black reader #florian munteanu #big nasty #bignasty #freshstart

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childish-ish · 4 years

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AYO!! Has anyone done a Jason Voorhees with a gn feral s/o that helps him with taking down whoever's dumb enough to come in the camp yet (s/o dont kill them but they do love scaring the absolute shit out of them and Jason worries for them 24/7)? I hope its cool if I come to you for any feral s/o asks because I trust u with them now KSKDKSLD

i have absolutely no idea if anyone did this! or if you're asking if anyone asked that??!?!! im so excited omg :')) ALSO its cool to come for me for feral readers lmfaooownfkkwkx why wouldnt it be bro, also, sorry if its not actually WHAT you wanted ,, i don't think I'm actually that great at feral readers lmfaoooo, ALSO LMAO, definitely not my longest :\ hope you like it bro!

this fucking beautiful man,, he'th tho thecthy

pairing: jason voorhees x feral! reader

"BOO!!" You shout, a ghoulish smile planted on your lips. You could practically feel the ghost of Jason's concerned gaze. The bugs scuttled away and you snickered before plucking one from the ground. You watch it's legs wiggle in the air, practically screaming for help. You toss it over your shoulder before digging your hands into the dirt and pulling out two handfuls of dirt.

You hear faint laughter from afar, and couldn't help but grin. New meat! You cheered.

You stood, brushing off your hands on your clothes before jogging further down the trail. You wonder where Jason is. Was he by the lake? In the camp? In the little sewer home?

A thin, hot hand set itself on your shoulder. You turn your head slightly. An unknown face. Pretty - you must admit. But nothing like your homeboy - significant other, Jason. You wonder where he is. Was he by the lake? In the camp - ? How couldn't you hear her sneak up on you? So many questions, yet so, little time.

"Hey, uh. You live around here?" The girls' voice was girly - yet kind've tomboy-ish, and definitely kind. Another face popped up behind her. A man! Hm. Couple? Probably. Another face! Another man! "Threesome?"

The three have you an odd look, you correct yourself.

"Yeah. You campin' here or what?" You say with a large wolfish grin after slapping her hand off your shoulder, turning to face her.

She gives you an odd look - "Yeah, actually.." she rubs her hand. The two men seemingly gave each other a look.

"Cool!" You say nothing else. The atmosphere sure was awkward.

"Okay! Well then! We will be in our way!" The man with the glasses clapped his hands together.

"Oh, hey. There's this really nice clearing by the lake." You chirp, "Just go all the way down to the camp."

Your watch as the men, once again, exchange uneasy glances. You smile even wider.

"Thank you so much! We'll be in our way now!" The female chirped back.

The female passes you first, then the two males, one by one. Both giving you a nod. You grin, glaring into their backs before disappearing into the green vegetation.

You pick a single flower from its' group. It was technically a weed - white clover, was what you picked up. After jogging away, you tripped on a way-too-thick root. You fell ontk your hands and knees, gazing your knees in a rock of somesort - you watch as your knee gushes out blood. You immediately make sure the weed is okay. It is! Off to see Jason, now!

"Oi, oi oi! My beautiful man of the hour! Every second - every minute! My beautiful man!" You were very careful around saying swears around the large man. His mother was Christian wasn't she? Fuck, you don't remember. All you know is that she was in his head or someshit. You fix the weed behind his ear and grinned at your work. He was so precious.

He did nothing but lift a hand and rub your cheek affectionately. You sigh, placing a hand over his own. You rub your cheek against his hand before apruptly biting said hand.

- "Oh right! Jason! Jason! J - jASON!! NEW V - VICTIMS JASON!" You say excitedly - practically vibrating.

That caught his attention - you grinned, his eyes directed on you and you only - when it's it never? When the people come into his land.

"So! The plan?!" You turn around, took a single step and tripped, falling onto your knees. You stood, turning around to face the large bust of the hockey-masked man. You nudge your nose into said chest just for the fuck of it.

He apruptly grabbed your face with both hands - inspecting your face. You snicker - "I'm okay, Jason!! Here - here!! I'll be back!" You rip away after giving a kiss to his musty - dirty hand. Jason's heart swelled, he liked that you didn't care about getting dirty - but what about you getting sick from whatever was on his hand?!

He sighed inaudibly as he watched you trip over nothing once more, further away. He shook his head before following after you.

You listen to the crunching of the leaves under your feet. You had walked around the forest trails with Jason, waiting for dark.

You hear the loud laughter and a small fire crackling as you near the lake.

You send a quick look to Jason who nodded in affirmation. You lean up and give him a kiss on his naked cheek before bolting forward to the trio.

You shake a branch, bouncing up and down, holding onto the branch for dear life with your two fists

The laughing stopped collectively. You grinned before dropping onto the forest floor, the branch bouncing up and down lightly now, you quietly step towards the dull light. You hear the clattering of thick sticks - and watch as the fire grow larger between multiple branches and tall grass.

"BOO!!" You scream, face illuminated by the orange fire that burned your chin.

You effectively scared them all. You stood straight and grinned. The female calmed down. You hear her laugh a little. If only the male was as lighthearted as she was.

"You fucking freak!" One of the men yelled.

"Oh, choke on my cock and balls, whore."

I mean - he did choke on something, but thankfully it was something you hoped he choked on. Not your metaphorical / actual cock and balls, but - guess! His own blood!

You laugh, the screams of his friends and the sound of him spluttering like a fish and the fure crackle mixed together like a symphony.

You sit where the male was sitting - the one you told to suck your cock and balls. You eat his food and watch Jason finish male off. You drink from his water bottle, waterfall style.

You could feel the weight next to you dip.

"That was fun." You grinned.

Jason nodded, tossing his weapon in front of him, near the fire. Usually, after killing the people stupid enough to actually go to Camp Crystal Lake, Jason and you would go back to the little sewer bunker and cuddle for a good while. Just kidding! You would totally have sex.

"I'm okay, by the way. They didn't do anything to harmful. Anyways, wanna get married so we can make-out? I mean, since we can't have premarital kisses.." You trail off, feeling the odd look Jason gave you. You burst into laughter.

You watch with a grin as he lifts his mask so you could see his face. Yeah - it was deformed and shit, but your didn't have the heart to give a shit.

You get on your knees and threw your arms around his neck, before giving him an affectionate kiss.

"I can't wait until their friends come looking for them.." You breathe out before absolutely fucking devouring his lips.

#jason voorhees x reader #jason voorhees #slasherslikebeetroot #slashers x reader #slasher #slasher x reader #fucking baby

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starlight-writes-stuff · 3 years

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Hey lovey! Could I request a mcyt headcanon thing of how they each are in bed?

hi angel , and of course ! as always im sorry this took forever lmao . hope u enjoy (((:

AYO LOOK AT THESE : smut ! rough sex , choking , scratching , hair pulling , breeding / unprotected sex (wrp it b4 u tap it , bbys) , overstimulation , light bondage , i think thats all (:

reblogs are always appreciated <3

dream :

out of all the feral boys dream is the roughest for sure

it's all his gamer rage coming out

he truly has to control himself / hold back

because he wants to fuck you until you cant remember your own name

but doesnt want to break you

he’s not the biggest fan or foreplay , only because he’d much rather feel you wrapped around him

but he loves to go down on you

would prep you with his fingers because lord knows you’ll need it

and once you started to squirm he’d get so cocky

“if you cant take my fingers , you definitely cant take all of me, baby .”

so many pet names - baby , kitten , pretty girl , bunny , bun , my little whore

he’d make you cum twice on his fingers alone

and wouldn’t fuck you until he was aching for any sort of stimulation

wouldn’t use protection (w your consent !!!)

the thought of his cum deep inside you , painting your insides … it fucks him UP

you KNOW clay would be the motherfucker to slap his dick on your pussy

would groan at the sound of how wet you were for him

he’d run the tip of his cock through your folds and collect your arousal

until you were begging him to fuck you - and even then he’d wait a moment longer

he’d ease in slowly , making sure you felt every single inch

and would praise the FUCK out of you

“look so pretty taking my cock , bunny”

he’d stop to let you adjust to his length, but he’d be so arrogant as you bucked your hips

“want more , sweet thing ?”

you’d just nod , the pressure building in your tummy too much to produce words

and clay would grab at your chin so fuCKING agressivley

“i asked you a question , whore .”

he would just ruin you (in the most respectful way possible)

you’d cum for the third time within mere seconds

the room would be filled with the sound of harsh , slapping skin

you moans mixing with his - it was like a symphony to him

at some point your legs would go completely limp from the shear amount of pleasure clay was providing

and he’d circle an arm around your hips , holding your body to his as you came yet again

he’d get progressively less vocal as he approached his high , his raspy moans turning to rough growls and groans

and he’d bury himself deep inside of you as he came , muttering scratchy praises into the crook of your neck

as you and clay started to come down together it would be a complete 180

he’d pull out so gently , watching the way his cum dripped out of you

and would press sweet , tender kisses to every inch of skin he could get his mouth on

clay would run soft fingers over every bruise , every mark he left on your skin

admiring his work

he loves the way you look after sex - all fucked out and dewy eyed

would wet a washcloth with warm water and clean you up while murmuring over and over how much he loved you

the two of you would fall asleep pretty quickly after in a tangled mess of limbs

sex with him is quite the workout

george :

gogs <3

i have many thoughts on this subject yall

wakin up in the mornin , thinkin about so many things

would LOVE foreplay

something about being so intimate but not actually fucking is so <3 to him

he loves every single moment of it

starting from when a simple peck turns to something deeper

george’s tongue rolling over yours as he cups a hand under your jaw

would do the thumb thing™ on your cheek

his free hand would roam up and down the curve of your hips

then up and under your shirt

the way that your breath hitched would make him sh i v e r

and george would start kissing down your neck and over your jaw to your neck

loves hickeys

and biting you

he’d take yall to some place soft if you weren’t already there and start to undress you

adores the action of getting you out of your clothes and insists on taking your shirt off himself

is obsessed w your titties

rolling your nipples between his fingers

sucking on the sensitive nubs , flicking his tongue over them until you could cry from pleasure

then leaves sloppy , hot kisses all the way down your body

is so good with his hands

knows the exact way to curl his fingers inside you

and is very good at keeping a rhythm that pushes you over the edge

but truly have you seen that boys hands because like

he’s all about pleasuring you in bed

it's his number one priority

and he knows your body incredibly well

the boy knows how to make you cum without even trying

yall have experimented and figured out what feels best

and he’s perfected those techniques

on the non physical side of things however

sex with george would be s i n f u l

the things he would say to you …

and in his fucking ACCENT no less

starlight has a voice kink

god he would talk so fucking dirty

the filthiest things falling from his lips as he’s thrusting in and out of you

he’d be so vocal

“just like that , love ,” he’d pant before throwing his head back

his fingers would dig into your hips as his moans turned to whimpers

the two of you would reach your highs one after the other

but george always makes sure that you finish first

sapnap :

we’re just gonna address this right away

daddy kink

(“call me big daddy” , sapdaddy , need i say more ?)

pretty dominant but not necessarily aggressive

more mentally dominant if that makes any sense ???

wants you so far in subspace that you’re all his

dumbification is so hot to him

“baby doll , darlin’ , sweet girl”

degrades you but in a soft way :,)

“look so pretty on my cock , whore”

“my sweet little slut , taking me so well”

spits in your mouth and holds your jaw until you swallow

loves to fuck your throat

literally uses your mouth as his personal fleshlight

hold your hair up for you bc he’s a gentleman

but would rather have it in pigtails

thrusts into your mouth hhhhhhhhhh

wants to see mascara tears and won't stop until he does

loves to give you facials

then takes 1476592837310982 pictures of you like that

his my eyes only on snap is 99% your face painted with his cum

honestly likes to cum anywhere he can see it

tits

backshots

on your stomach

l o v e s your thighs

and yall have absolutely done thigh jobs

would fuck you until you cried then marvel at the look of your tears

because you look so pretty when you’re entirely overwhelmed by pleasure

your face flushed a pretty pink

eyes watering with crystal clear drops

then would make you cum again

“one more , sweet girl , you can take one more”

and you’d just nod , so deep into subspace that he words were like spells

how could you say no to him ?

aftercare KING though , would take such good care of you

would run you two a warm bath and carry you to the tub

bc lord knows you cant walk after him

and he’d run his hands allllll over your body , soothing any rough marks he may have left

at the end of the day he absolutely worships you

karl :

karl jacobs , love of starlight’s life

i just think that he <3

karl has stated that he’s on the ace spectrum

so i think that sex with him wouldn’t be near as much about physicality

its about the intimacy and connection that comes with that for yall

and mans would make you feel so loved ,,,

he’d kiss every single inch of your body

and hold you so close to him as you two were getting undressed

loves kisses when yall are shirtless

because he can feel your heartbeat on his

and they sync up the longer u lay there

would go down on you for hours if he could holy fuck

he loves eating you out , drawing pretty moans from your lips

and is so good at it bye .

he can easily make you cum with just his skilled tongue

and fucks you with it i-

one of his favorite feelings in the world is your thighs tightening around his head

and your hands tugging at his hair as he makes you come undone over and over

you’re his favorite taste in the entire world

sex with karl would be sweet and soft and so so so intimate

it would be so loving

he’d have you look him in his eyes as he slid in

hhhhhhhhhhhhhhnnnnnggngngnngngnngggggggg

and would stay buried deep inside you , not moving until you adjusted to him

karl’s packing i just know it

moans your name quite a lot

and murmurs how much he loves you , everything he loves about you inbetween thrusts

he’d hold your hands while you two made love

his grip tightening as he got closer

karl would make DAMN sure you came first

but loves cumming at the same time if you can hold off for him

the two of you would stay like that , chest to chest for a while after your highs

karl still tucked inside you

he’d love cockwarming dont @ me

is a fluffy mess after sex and always wants to fall asleep after

with you in his arms

quackity :

sex with alex >>>>>>

yes

please

he’d be . so fucking good . at everything he did .

alex loves foreplay

lapdances

bc he’s so obsessed with your body

and having you put on a show just for him ?

turns him on like nothing else in the world

lets you show off for as long as possible before he finally picks you up and throws you on the bed

hands hands hands

alex is so skilled with his fingers and knows how to hit all the best spots

has absolutely made you squirt on his fingers and is so cocky about it

has you hold eye contact while he eats you out

and the minute you break it , he stops

would have his dick in your mouth 24/7 if he could

and loves the way you look with your tongue swirling around him

keeps a hand on the back of your head and pushes down so gently

alex is definitely a soft dom

when he cant hold off from fucking you any longer he’s no stranger to tying your hands up

usually with his belt

fucks you in missionary with your legs over his shoulders

but also loves when you're on top

alex is a titty guy

such a boob guy

and absolutely covers your chest in hickeys and bite marks

getting to play with them while you ride him ?? heaven

once your hips give out from feeling so good , alex would lift you up and thrust into you

his fingertips digging into your skin , leaving pretty purple bruises

would play with your clit as he fucks up into you

“cum for me , princess”

loves cumming inside you

breeding kink

just saying

and watching it drip out of your pussy gets him hard all over again

his voice goes so deep while he moans

and calls you pretty names in spanish

vvvv vocal and loves when you match that

“show me how good im making you feel , baby”

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