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List the first lines of your last twenty stories. See if you find any patterns.
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Arianna and Tony were, understandably, quiet as they left the Golden Garden.
-From Now On (Upcoming prequel oneshot to Ready Now), Professor Layton
“You needn’t trouble yourself, Miss Flora—“
-Waiting On A Miracle, Professor Layton
“You’d make a good teacher,” Melina remarked as her little cousin, Stella, trotted off towards the buffet table.
-Those Who Can’t, Teach, Professor Layton
When Commander Bronev called him at two o’clock in the morning, Swift was off like a shot, barreling down the stairs of Obsidian Tower.
-I-Spy, Professor Layton
Angela stands by, smiling, as Henry places his hand on Randall’s shoulder.
-Missing Conversation, Professor Layton
“Mermista!” Perfuma barks, somewhere on the battlefield. “Get— Sea Hawk!”
-Pour My Heart Out, She Ra
On their third night in the Human Realm, Luz had introduced them to the ‘television’ (or ‘T.V.’ for short).
-How to Find the Good Ones, The Owl House
Blinding lights. Beeping. Wires. White-clad figures bent over him, prodding at his wounds…
-Five Times Mirio Togata Forgot He No Longer Had A Quirk, My Hero Academia
Janice runs through a mist of memories— literally and mentally runs through them— as Melina calls after her from the cliff.
-Cosmic Love, Professor Layton
“Hey, Kat…” Flora, having just gotten home from work, poked her head into Kat’s bedroom.
-Your Thousands of Pages of Writings, Professor Layton
Gus groaned and glared at himself in the school bathroom mirror.
-What’s in a Name?, The Owl House
“Are you sure it’s safe?”
-Safe, Professor Layton
“Descole… is the professor’s brother.”
-Family Matters, Professor Layton
“…But turns out it’s lots of fun! I wanna crush it! That’s why this year, I’ll definitely come in first! It’s my last chance—“
-In Your Orbit, My Hero Academia
“Enjoy your meal!”
-“Nothing to see here, folks!”, My Hero Academia
“Everything will be fine, Ange! I’ll be home again before you know it—“
-What You Don’t See, Professor Layton
Arianna hadn’t expected to see Crow waiting for them at Paddington Station, but there he was, accompanied by Badger and another person dressed as the Black Raven.
-Ready Now, Chapter 6, Professor Layton
“Please, Janice?”
-The Poodle Project, Professor Layton
“You were brought to Labyrinthia, just like Miss Fey and Sir Blue Knight,” Barnham explained, gripping the bars of his cell. “You are no more the ‘Editor’ than those two are bakers—“
-Twisted, Professor Layton vs Phoenix Wright: Ace Attorney
“Come now… You are just feeling a little overwhelmed. Perhaps the power held in this key is too much for you.”
-Clarity, Chapter 2, Professor Layton
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Patterns…
A lot of my fics seem to start with a line of dialogue but I think I’m getting better at starting with a description!
There are several Angela Ledore fics here and Janice/Melina fics, as there should be. I really need to write a fic where Janice is happily dating another lady after she’s recovered from Melina’s death.
It’s not all just Professor Layton— there are some She Ra and three My Hero Academia fics… all starring Mirio, sunshine blorbo :’)
And two Owl House fics, both starring Gus!
Two of these fics contain lines of dialogue taken from the original source material, due to AU/dream scenario.
Two others contain scenarios when the narrator receives an urgent call. Bronev asks Swift to check on little Emmy. Melina asks Janice to take her pet poodle to the dog groomers’. (Melina’s priorities are on point!)
Also a lot of these fics seem to contain a usually cheerful, optimistic character suffering from angst because I like angst, I guess
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MARK YOUR CALENDARS FOR AUGUST 19TH RELEASE DAY!
HOW TO KILL GODS & MAKE FRIENDS - PREORDERS OPENING SOON!
#yes i’m still using memes#yes this is effectively the cover reveal#no preorders are not open just yet#also unfortunately i think it’ll only be ebook preorders due to amazon and IS hating each other and i don’t want to deal with that#but we’ll see#how to put the romance back in necromancy#anyway please spread the word#yes i’m tempted to blaze this but i’ll probably save that for preorder and order links later
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#sometimes you gotta put truth on yourself#also this was inspired by something on Pinterest I can’t find at the moment#I’ll add the link later#Katie does art#trauma recovery
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two stars in the same system
ao3 link
rating: g
archive warnings: no archive warnings apply
relationships: atsushi ‘akkun’ sendo/takuya yamamoto
characters: takuya yamamoto, ataushi ‘akkun’ sendo
additional tags: fluff, established relationship, first love, stargazing, late night conversations, kissing
Akkun managed to convince Takuya to go stargazing with him. He’s rambling away about all of the constellations above them, and Takuya can’t help but feel the need to finally say ‘‘I love you’’, even if they’d been dating for a few weeks now.
So he does.
Takuya’s lying on top of the hill his boyfriend’s dragged him up to in the middle of the night. There’s a cold summer breeze, but he’s always preferred lower temperatures, and the grass under him is comfortably cool. The sky is clear of all clouds, perfect for stargazing.
And perfect for Akkun to stare at as if he was in love. Takuya might even be a little jealous.
,,The star over there’’, Akkun points at one of the many white spots in the night sky, ,,You see the really bright one? That’s the north star. It’s been used for navigation for hundreds of years. If you follow it for long enough, you’ll end up on the north pole. It’s actually a triple star system though, so three stars that orbit each other. They’re called Polaris Aa, Polaris Ab, and Polaris B. But to the naked eye they look like just one star.’’ He gestures around with his hands.
Takuya nods, looking at the bright little stars above them. They’re so far away. Way further than he can imagine.
,,Did you know that light travels slow enough for us to pretty much see into the past when looking at the stars?’’, Akkun continues. ,,The Polaris we see right now is a little over four hundred years old. Isn’t that crazy?’’
,,Yeah...’’, Takuya whispers. He certainly wasn’t aware of how fascinating space is before, and it’s an odd sense of realisation. It’s weird how great this knowledge feels. That he’s looking at three stars orbiting each other four hundred years in the past. That they’ve been orbiting each other for millions of years. And that they’ll continue to do so for another bunch of million years.
He’d like to be a star, he thinks. In the same star system as the star that’s Akkun. Orbiting each other for billions of years, until one of them explodes.
But there’s so much beauty in being human too because he can be close to Akkun. He can hold him, and he can kiss him. And while dancing around each other in space for a seemingly infinte amount of time is quite romantic, he does prefer lying here, on top of this hill, thinking about stars so close to Akkun that their shoulders are touching.
,,The north star is part of the constellation little bear, or ursa minor in latin. It’s the tail end. You see, there’s two more stars further down, slightly to the left’’, Akkun explains and moves his finger, pointing at the stars he’s talking about, ,,And then there’s another one that’s part of a rectangle. If you connect the stars with a line like that, you get the whole constellation.’’
Takuya mentally connects the stars, but he certainly doesn’t see a bear in them. More of a shopping cart, really. ,,Isn’t there a great bear, too?’’
Akkun nods enthusiastically. ,,Yes! If you take the longer side of the rectangle, the one not connected to other stars, add it four times to the lower end, and then go down a little you should find the tail end of ursa major, the great bear. It’s a pretty bright star, too. See?’’
He points at yet another of the bright dots up in the sky. ,,That’s the tail end. This time you go up, slightly to the right. The first two stars make a line, and the third one is connected to a rectangle, just like before.’’ He’s drawing the lines in the air, pointing at where they really are so far away in space.
,,And, you know, actually, the whole constellation is bigger than that. That’s just the part that resembles the small bear. After the left side of the rectangle there’s two more stars, here and here’’, Akkun points at both of them. ,,There’s another a little lower than the second last, to the right, and it’s got three stars attached to it for the constellation! Two over there, the legs, and one way lower, about the same height as the underside of the rectangle, but a straight line down, so to the right. That one’s got two more legs, too, and then a star to the left. That one connects back to the rectangle. And there you have it, that’s the whole great bear!’’
Even with a lot of pointing and seemingly clear explanations from Akkun, Takuya still feels lost. He can make out something bear-shaped with some fantasy, but he’s convinced he’s got half of the stars wrong. Still, it’s fun to look at the night sky like that. As if there truly were little pictures floating around.
,,What’s your favorite constellation?’’, Takuya asks.
,,Hm... the orion, I think because it’s the first constellation I read about apart from the small and great bears. But it’s not visible right now.’’
,,Oh. And from the ones we can see?’’, Takuya ponders. He wants to know more about the stars, and more about Akkun, too, even if he knows a lot already. Plus, he loves seeing him so passionate.
,,The dragon! I mean, it’s a dragon, and dragons are cool. It starts between the two bears, right at the top of the rectangle in the great bear’’, Akkun explains, still pointing at the sky and moving his fingers along with what he’s talking about. ,,Then it goes down, and here, it goes up, and then down again. It ends in a pretty shitty rectangle that’s not very rectangle-shaped down here. But it’s got four corners, so.’’
He shrugs, and Takuya nods along. The whole time he’s been more focused on his boyfriend’s smile as he beamed up at the stars, eyes happily sparkling in the bit of light from the moon above them. He looks so excited whenever he gets to talk about his interests.
,,Akkun?’’
,,Hm?’’, Akkun hums and turns his head to face Takuya.
,,I love you.’’ It’s only a low whisper, but Takuya’s heart is beating fast enough already. A weight drops off his mind when the corners of Akkun’s mouth turn into a smile.
Akkun grabs Takuya’s shoulders, and rolls him on top of himself, smile turning into a grin when Takuya places his hands on either side of Akkun’s head and holds his body above him. He’s smiling too.
,,Perfect. Now I can look at my two favorite things at the same time; you, and the stars!’’, Akkun laughs, and Takuya can’t help but join in.
Before they’re completely silent, he starts to lean down, and when he’s only an inch away from Akkun’s lips, Akkun grabs his face to pull him down and closes the gap. They share a few kisses, lying there on the grass, hidden in the dark beneath the night sky full of stars. It feels less magical than it should, somehow.
After a bunch of kisses with lots of little pauses for exchanging smiles, Takuya decides to lie down beside Akkun again. Though, he holds one of his hands now, interlacing their fingers.
,,Takuya?’’ Again, it’s a low whisper. But the night is quiet, and the human mind can recognise the sounds it wants to hear quite clearly, so it doesn’t matter.
,,Yeah?’’
Akkun gently squeezes his hand. ,,I love you too.’’
taglist: @offtaskotaku
#i put like 3 hours of research and 30 minutes of writing into this but so be it#ig at least i can pull an akkun and infodump on someone now lmao#also i fully planned this to be a mini fic of 500 words but here i am with 1.2k and zero complaints <3#☆—`writing#i. accidentally posted this too early but okay. so be it. i’ll just add the ao3 link later. man#tokyo revengers#tokrev#akkun#takuya#akkuya#takkun
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remind me not to procrastinate next art fight
#trying to draw for three days + site lag#taking a break rn#i reallyyy wanna attack people but i wanna finish my refs first and get them out there#i’ll put my profile link out in a sec#ALSO TRYING TO FIND SOME OF MY MOOTS LINKS TOO CUZ I SAW THEM THEN I CANT FIND THEM#i’ll search later#gonna lay down or something#art fight#dies a great death
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Btw just changed up the page navigation layout for The Talk comic !! I’ll make a master post of all the pages after the comic is finished bc LMAO all those links increasing every page killed me
#cal rambles#i cant believe I was like YEAHH I’ll just sketch the next four pages and then finish them later in the week to naturally space them out!#and then I proceeded to finish FOUR WHOLE PAGES in one day LMAO#i had to change the layout bc I had the realization that I was gonna need to put EIGHT LINKS on one post#and I would have to do it AFTER I posted bc otherwise the post would get voided from the tags#so I was like MAN. I CANT DO THIS BRO#so I changed it to a first page previous page next page system LMAO#also yes get ready for the next three comic pages in the next week <3#if ur actually this far into my ramblings I’m impressed LMAO#I’ll throw u a bone then: the next one will come out tomorrow and then on Monday and then on Thursday or Friday idk I haven’t decided#whatever I feel like by then in the week#but yaaaay exciting there’s only three more pages I gotta draw before this comic is done#and I’ll move on to the next story beat in the doodle dot au verse :3c#I’m gonna be honest this is gonna be a lil dramatic#like yes v cute au but also I LOVE oak family feels ok#i promise I’ll do something funner after this comic is done <33#i just very much needed to establish Dot’s complicated relationship w/ Lark and Sparrow first and foremost I think#OH and I don’t think I ever established this in the comic#but yeah Normal and Hero were immediately grounded LMAOOOO#that’s why they’re not at the table w/ Dot#they were banished to their rooms so the Adults™️ could ‘deal with the situation’#of course Normal hated this btw#but Dot convinced him to go
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idk yall might fuck around and start a discord server
#dunno if anyone is interested but will probably post a link or whatever later#sounded like it might be fun#im awkward af though so who knows#friend recommended i do a screen share of a game tonight to get it going so might do that and babble to myself forever#still got some aa investigations left to play so maybe i’ll do that#or maybe not if there’s storms#idk#also figured it might be nice since i’m too awkward to message anyone and actually make friends#lol figured it’d be easier if i just put the invite out there and let yall quietly join and leave if you wanna see what’s up#i always find that a bit easier than directly messaging people tbh#anyway will post all the info later and maybe a time if i decide to do the screen share thing#idk i know im awkward through text but i literally never shut up when people let me talk so i might back out lol
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how did marvel expect me to believe Rachel is straight when literally in the 80s she dressed like this??? honestly peak 80s lesbian fashion
#( tbt later. )#( bruhhh I forgot to link my muse list I’m sorry guys man I must be really tired )#( I’ll edit it and put my muse list )#( I headcanon that she dresses both masc and fem clothing (#( but this fit I honestly love it sooo much )#( I need to recreate this look for sure )#( also the I love reading 80s comic to see the big hair and fashion 😌😌 )#( the yellow loafers 😋😋😋 )
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Draw the squad meme to practice coloring digitally once more ᕦ(ò_óˇ)ᕤ
#my art#Sandavier art#digital art#draw the squad#I also put the process vid on TikTok#maybe I’ll link it here later
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HANAMUSA (JESSIExDELIA) MASTER POST
I probably should have started doing this forever ago but I wasn’t sure how long I was gonna stick with drawing these comics. But I guess we’re in it now! This will be continually updated~ EVERYTHING UNDER THE CUT
BEFORE YOU START:
This post is required reading about Team Rocket’s ages since that’s usually a question that comes up a lot LOL. As for Delia’s age, she is said to be 29 in Takeshi Shudo’s (original writer on Pokémon) novel that built out the world and characters of the anime.
Next, I feel like this chart helps give the vibe of what these characters relationship is (all just headcanons except for their names and ages)!
WHERE TO START:
Here’s a post I made detailing how Jessie, James and Meowth initially start living with Delia. It also goes into what each character does in this AU. Before going into the post, you might enjoy this fanfic my girlfriend commissioned! It’s based off of said post and is a more enjoyable read.
Here’s also a list of headcanons!
COMICS:
Here’s all the comics I’ve done! The order of most of them are pretty ambiguous and up in the air but I put them in the order I kinda see in my head! There are some that do take place before Jessie and Delia start dating though! Also a few comics that have several parts but the “next” and “prev” links will be in each comic. So I’ll only link the first part of those ones in this masterpost.
Pre-Relationship
Fast Food
Ophidiophobia
Whipped
Making Eyes
Hairbrush
Inquiries
Separated
First Kiss
During Relationship
Big Bed
Tattoo
Crumbs
Pet Clown
I’d Like To
Jessica
Lipstick (not a comic but some fun extra dialogue for this)
Glow
Official
Stare Down
Shovel Talk
Invisible Walls
Date Night
Face Blind
One Motto Away
Snowgasboard
Delia’s Got a Cold
Mr. Jessie Ketchum
Peek-At-Chu
Hands Off Pikachu!
Wine Nights with James
Beauty and the Beach
Turning Point Arc
Sunscreen
Where Do Babies Come From
Love Life
Ugly
Ace Trainers
Pikasitting
Mother’s Day
Father’s Day
Gift for Delia
Gift for Jessie
Jessilina Fan
Crossdressing
Hickeys
Journey Arc
Tone
Cooking Twerp
Son
Cooking Advice
Serperior Facts
Cassidy’s Cabin Arc
Father/Son Bonding
Glasses
Uniform
Study Help
Happy Valentine’s Day
Wrapped
Daddy Daughter Double Battle
Splinter
Married Life
Wedding
Arbok/Weezing Reunion
Snake Eyes
MISC DRAWINGS:
I’ll update this with links to my other miscellaneous drawings later!
FAQ:
What does "Hanamusa" mean?
Hanamusa is a combination of Delia and Jessie's Japanese names, Hanako and Musashi respectively.
When does this AU take place?
It takes place sometime after the Mezase Pokémon Master/To Be a Pokémon Master series. So all the events that happened in the series, unless retconned within the series, happened. Ash is 10 at the start of the comics.
What's the status between Jessie, James, Meowth and Giovanni/Team Rocket?
Not great terms since they were fired, but also not the worst terms. Giovanni just let the three of them go without any further issues.
I will say that I've always loved the theory that Giovanni keeps Jessie specifically around because of her parentage and he as a soft spot for her that he keeps a secret. I feel like Matori was the one that got the three of them fired and Giovanni wasn't able to make an excuse for them this time (without showing nepotism/special treatment) so he was forced to let them go.
If you headcanon Delia as a lesbian, how did Ash come to be?
Delia was young when she had Ash and I hc that she just didn’t really explore her sexuality much! I myself didn’t realized I liked women until I was 18 and didn’t know I liked ONLY women until like 2 years ago. She got married, had a baby and realized after her husband left that she liked women (trans people exist obviously but I’m also interpreting Ash’s father as a cis man).
Who do you think Ash’s dad is?
I don’t know and I don’t really care to explore it. I’m going off of the novel interpretation that he’s just a deadbeat that left to be a trainer, failed and never came back because of the shame. He’s not important.
Isn’t Giovanni Ash’s dad?
That’s a common misconception that people remember wrong from the Pokémon Live show. Delia mentions she dated Giovanni but then left him and his gang after meeting Ash’s father. I also don’t consider the live show canon personally! I follow The Birth of Mewtwo timeline where Madame Boss founded Team Rocket.
Do you think Delia and Giovanni dated at least?
Nah, I think he’s too old for her? I always got the vibe from The Birth of Mewtwo that he was quite a bit older than Jessie and it’d be sus if he was dating Delia when she was married to, and had a child with her husband at 18/19. He’s a bad guy but not a BAD guy.
You mentioned you still ship Jessie and James. Why not make a Jessie, James, Delia polycule?
I have a few reasons I’ve mentioned before! 1. I’m in super deep with this AU already and I feel it’d be very confusing for casual viewers of my stuff if James was added into the relationship haha. 2. I’ve drawn Jessie and James together since 2011 and took this AU as an opportunity to try my hand at writing them as queer, platonic besties bc I love that interpretation of them a lot as well. 3. I’m not poly myself and the way I write this ship is largely based off of my experiences with my girlfriend. I just know I’d favor the Jessie/Delia of it all which isn’t fair and not a good interpretation of a poly relationship. All that said, I DO super enjoy seeing peoples’ poly headcanons and art!
Who does James end up with in this AU?
No one. He's aroace and is happy to be single
Do Jessie and James have all their Pokémon in this AU
I think they have all the Pokémon that they did by the end of Mezase Pokémon Master (all their Pokémon that were left at HQ). Most of their released Pokémon have stayed released and the Alola Pokémon are still in Alola. I bring back Arbok and Weezing post-Jessie and Delia getting married. I may bring back Chimecho, Growlie and Cacnea if I think of an idea I like!
What are Meowth and James up to in this AU?
Hop back to the top of this post under the "Where to Start" section. All your questions will be answered.
Does Ash travel with anyone at this point of his life?
I don't have anyone in particular in mind! I could see him making new friends (Nemona???) or traveling with different combinations of old friends. Like him, Misty and Goh, him, Dawn and Cilan, him, Serena and Lillie etc.
Will Delia ever get over her phobia of snake Pokémon
Not fully! I think overcoming fears is fine and good but I think real PHOBIAS are much harder to get past and I don't want to cheapen it. She slowly gets used to Jessie's Seviper specifically and gets to the point where she can pet it comfortably with Jessie in the room. But otherwise, still scared and would need that same amount of time per Pokémon
Is Jessie gaining weight or is it just me?
Not just you! Jessie puts on a bit of relationship weight overtime as you'll see in the later comics in the timeline. Jessie grew in poverty, never knowing when her next meal would be and that continued into her life as a Team Rocket member. Once she was able to settle down (with a woman who runs her own restaurant no less) she's able to live a healthier lifestyle with regular meals and puts on some weight because of that.
Does Jessie ever feel self conscious about gaining weight?
Nope! She feels happier and healthier and hotter. She's also unreasonably excited to clear out her old clothes and get a new wardrobe.
Would Jessie and Delia ever have kids together or adopt?
Nah, Ash is enough for them! I have come up with hypothetical kids for them but they're not canon to this AU. Just a fun little thing for me.
Will you ever put this on webtoon?
Nah. People mostly ask me this because they want to read everything in the order of the timeline but to my knowledge, you can’t reorder chapters or installments which would defeat the purpose. I also don’t think nintendo fan stuff would fly there. Also, also it’s just extra work and another place to upload and I want to keep this all fun for myself~
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sorry not sorry but.
Vox having so shitty day that when he sees reader chatting with someone just a little bit too happily, he can't help but aggressively sub in the evening (idk how else to call it). Like, he's riding you as if his life depends on it, bitching non-stop about "who else could offer you so much things? who else could make you feel so good?" and stuff
but in the end, he's an actually desperate mess, whining about how he'd do anything, just don't leave him. He's not this insecure usually at all, no, it's just a really terrible day
warnings — sub vox, use of a strap, smut but lowkey it’s kinda fluffy smut at the end
a/n — so I should clarify that since I have so many requests to get too, all of them will probably be short drabble like this, maybe shorter.
summary — my thoughts on the request above in the form of a low effort drabble.
Oh, poor baby. After an already terrible day of his fragile ego taking hit after hit, seeing you happily talking to someone else would end him. Maybe he had to sit through one of Val’s tantrums, or he had an excessive amount of meetings, and maybe he lost an argument to his rival the radio demon.
And then on top of that, you’re just having so fun talking to some random person without him. As if he wasn’t even there. He’s analyzing everything about the scene, why your body’s are ever so slightly leaning towards eachother, the smile on your face, the eye contact.
He’s pissy but he’s also just genuinely hurt. Like oh, just his luck; an already shitty day gets shittier! Why not just have his lover leave him for some ugly ass nobody.
He’d approach you later that evening and literally not wait to be all over you, telling you to get your strap, and pulling you down onto the bed.
No because imagine he’s just humping and grinding on your strap faster and faster as he’s glitching and rambling. You don’t even know what he’s on about because it all seems so random and internalized, as if he’s not even really talking to you. And the glitching and moaning doesn’t help make it coherent.
“No one else would w—wzz—worship you like I do, make you feel so good,” Vox would remark, more to himself than you. “No one would want you as much as I do—“
He’s interrupting himself and cutting himself off by whining, and he’s fucking himself onto your plastic dick so aggressively that you’re sure it’s hurting him. Honestly, you were a little worried about this behavior.
“Vox, baby—“ you try but he just moans loudly and speeds up, tears pricking in the corner of his eyes.
You don’t even have to praise or degrade him because he’s literally doing it all himself, not even letting you get a word in.
“Nngh—zzzh— No one would be such a slut for you. Not like me,” he whimpers, squeezing his eyes shut intensely, “Tell me i’m perfect, tell me i’m the best you’ve ever had, tell me i’m good enough. I—“
”Vox!” You interrupt, sitting up fully and putting a tight grip on his hips, preventing him from moving. He whines at the loss of friction. “Vox, sweetheart, slow down.”
The lack of movement from your strap makes his brain fuzzy and needy, causing him to let one tear fall across his screen.
“Baby, what’s wrong?” Even with your dick inside him, your words showed no trace of flirtation, only sincere concern.
He squirms in your lap, trying to get you going again, “I just—ungh—fffuck. Please. I need you, I need you. ‘m sorry, ‘m sorry! I’ll do anything, please don’t stop. Please don’t leave me!”
At this point more tears drizzled down poor vox’s screen as he uselessly rutting down onto you. Your heart pangs as you examine he’s pathetic demeanor. Your hand links around his waist and you flip him onto the mattress.
Placing a kiss on his lips, cheek, and then neck, you start to move inside him once again. “You are perfect,” you praise, speeding up, “You are good enough, baby. You’re wonderful.”
He whines at your movements as he cries more desperately. “You’re amazing, sweetheart. I could never leave you, I will never leave you.”
Your pace becomes quicker, but you treat him gently, bringing his hands individually up to your lips and pressing soft kisses on each, before interlocking your fingers and pinning them to the mattress.
He whines and squirms underneath you, sobbing loudly, sending a spark of electricity uncomfortably through your body. You recover from the buzz fast.
“So pretty, so good for me,” you praise softly, “You have all my attention now, Vox. You have nothing to worry about.”
a/n — wasn’t aware if you wanted boypussy vox or just for me to be normal for once— so i left it up to interpretation.
#hazbin hotel x reader#hazbin hotel x you#hazbin hotel smut#inbox open#dom reader#vox x reader#sub vox#vox smut
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Link to Part One
Link to Part Two
TW mentions of human trafficking, rescue, injury, trauma
Steve locks Eddie in the car which, yeah, okay, it makes Eddie jump a little reflexively at the quiet click of the lock. And it might just be habit, or whatever, because it’s a really nice car.
Or maybe he’s even doing it for Eddie’s safety.
It still feels like he’s been locked in, though, and Eddie finds he’s...really not a fan of how this feels.
Either way, when Steve comes back less than ten minutes later and opens Eddie’s side of the car, Eddie’s still not sure how to feel about it. Suspicion is hard to shake.
Steve kneels right there on the floor of the lot, “swing around,” Eddie does, watching as Steve pulls antiseptic wipes out of the bottom of the bag, opening a packet and lifting Eddie’s foot. Eddie hisses when the wipe makes contact, it’s cold and, even though surely most of the wounds have scabbed by now, it still stings quite a bit, “sorry.” Steve looks up at Eddie earnestly, big eyes and floppy hair and, well, the moles are cute.
And having an Alpha kneel on the floor for him, that’s kind of nice too. Maybe Steve really is that good looking.
He wraps Eddie’s feet in a bandage, some tube bandage over the top, Eddie still slurping on his peanut butter chocolate shake. He’s going to have the absolute worst shit later, he knows it, too much rich food all at once, after a really long time of non at all, but honestly, so worth it.
“When we get home, I’ll set you up in one of the spare rooms, and maybe we can order you some clothes?” Steve pulls the bandage comfortably tight around Eddie’s foot, a nice gauze pad wrapped around the sole for cushioning.
“Errr, I mean, I, before, I was usually a good will kind of shopper, you know? Maybe Target on a good day?”
Steve just blinks at him for a second, before that clearly sinks in, “don’t...don’t think about the money, if that’s what you mean, we can get you some clothes, really, I don’t mind.”
And Eddie’s sure as fuck not going to look a gift horse in the mouth, Steve’s already broke the bank on Eddie, what’s a little more, right?”
Eddie whistles, he can’t help it. Objectively, obviously, he knew Steve was loaded. There’s a difference between knowing that and…seeing it. This is like a fucking mansion. Well, it’s not like a mansion, obviously. It is a mansion.
Automatic electric gates, a drive that’s got to be a half mile long...and lawns. Trees. Land stretching off into the distance.
The house is fucking nice. It’s kind of sprawling...just the garage looks fucking massive on it’s own.
Steve sort of hovers around Eddie as he limps over the threshold, and, yeap, just as nice inside as it is outside. Very sleek and modern, big open spaces, lots of glass. Dark wood and bookcases filled with leather books and big paintings that look impressive but aren’t...well. Eddie’s not a fan, really. Eddie spies a building out the back, also lots of glass...Eddie’s money is on indoor pool.
“Something smells good,” Eddie says, as he limps further into the house, “smells kind of homey.” Which is true, something here smells vaguely relaxing. Kind of...comforting. Safe.
Eddie looks around as he gets further in, and the place is so big it is kind of a walk, it’s...really nice, but also kind of soulless. It doesn’t look lived in at all. And, Eddie frowns, something occurring to him for the very first time. Steve’s a good looking Alpha, and he’s fucking loaded, “will your, erm,” Eddie flounders, “partner, mind me being here?”
Steve laughs, seeing Eddie through to the lounge to sit on the couch, “don’t think I would have been able to play my part today if I were in any kind of serious relationship. Hagan would have known if I was seeing anyone, the press loves that shit.”
And yeah, all of that makes total sense, and Eddie feels kind of stupid for not putting that together. But it...doesn’t really make sense, considering Steve is, still, clearly, very hot and very loaded.
“Okay,” Steve plops a laptop into Eddie’s lap, open to a clothing website. “just open tabs on some stuff you’d like, and then give it back to me when you’re done. You’re going to need some clothes while Hopper tracks down your uncle, okay? I’m going to go and set up a room.”
Eddie’s just sort of rolling with it at this point, so he nods and smiles and then blinks down at a Tom Ford Slim-Fit Button-Down Collar Checked Cotton shirt...that’s nearly seven hundred dollars.
And Eddie would never, in a million fucking years, be caught dead in it. Honestly, he thinks he actually prefers the white nightdress.
Eddie looks at the drop down menu, clicks on ‘cashmere’ for shits and giggles, and then laughs to himself when the very first listing is a black turtle-neck...for over a thousand odd dollars. Fucking rich people are batshit.
Eddie manages to find a drop down that lets him filter out everything over two hundred and fifty dollars, and then he searches by lowest price first. He starts opening tabs, mostly inoffensive lounge wear – a large portion of which is very, very unfortunately beige.
Eddie hears Steve coming before he sees him, “just do it please Carol,” and he sounds...exasperated by whoever Carol is. Steve comes back and takes the laptop. He very very briefly frowns at Eddie over the top of the screen, but it’s over so fast Eddie’s not entirely sure he saw it, “you think you’ll want something more to eat later?”
Eddie did eat his weight in McDonalds a couple of hours ago...but he hasn’t been really full for years, “uhm, yeah, in a bit, maybe?”
“Sure, I’ll see what we have.”
And then Eddie just...sits there. He can’t actually remember the last time he just...sat on a couch. The only place the Omega at the ranch are allowed to sit is either the floor, when they’ve been told to, the table, but only when eating...and probably their beds in the dorm.
Sitting here feels kind of naughty, actually, sitting here, relaxing, comfortable and warm. Eddie touches the lush, velvety feel of the couch, it’s really nice, really soft-“chicken and pasta?” Eddie nearly jumps out of his fucking skin. Like he’s just been caught doing something he shouldn’t. Logically, he knows that isn’t the case, but his feet are tingling regardless.
Steve can actually cook, who knew? Well, it might only be a simple dish, browned off chicken chunks in something creamy and mushroomy, sitting on some pasta, but it’s absolutely delicious.
“We should probably get someone to look at your feet tomorrow.”
Eddie shrugs, nearly vibrating with excitement at the sight of garlic bread and trying his best to hide it, “always been fine before.”
“Still, I wouldn’t want them getting infected. Do you want me to tell Hopper anything about your uncle? I presume he will be busy for a little bit but…?”
Eddie swallows but...nods, Steve getting his phone and Hoppers card, “he’s called Wayne Munson, he’s my dads brother. He lives in a trailer park in, uhm, Hawkins. Indiana.”
Steve taps at his phone, “that’s not actually that far, we could...probably drive that, maybe in a day, once you feel up to it. I’ll see what Hopper says, see if he gets back to us tomorrow, I figure we've both had a long day.”
And that sounds...well. Eddie's running out of reasons to be suspicious, to question this, to question Steve. He has a little kernel of hope, real, genuine hope, growing inside him now...that this is true. That he's going to be free. That he's going to see Wayne.
Eddie nods, keeps eating, is thrilled when Steve offers him a beer, nodding happily. Steve withdraws it at the last second, “wait, just how old are you?”
“Errr…twenty one?”
Steve laughs, “try again,” but he does hand over the beer.
“Eighteen. I was there for a couple of years, maybe a bit longer, they got me walking home from school. Pretty sure my parents wouldn’t have, you know, noticed, probably best I don’t go back there, anyway. Quite a few Omega came through in the time that I was, you know, there...”
Steve’s staring off into space though, looking somewhere over Eddie’s shoulder, clearly not listening.“-oh.”
“Errr...Steve, you okay?” Steve looks like his brain has just stalled. Like completely shut down, “Steve, man, you’re freaking me out a bit here.”
Steve frowns, finally showing some life, his fork still literally hanging in air, half way to his mouth, “Tommy Hagan is probably being arrested.”
“I, err...I mean, yeah? I fucking hope he is?”
As Eddie watches, a bit of chicken falls off Steve’s fork and splats onto his plate, “right now, other than me, you, and the FBI...no one knows that. That Tommy’s being arrested, arrested for something fucking terrible.”
“Riiight…”
“He’s being arrested for something he can’t come back from. It’ll got public. His names about to be mud. His stocks are going to tank. Every part of everything Tommy owns is about to go up in flames.” Steve’s fork clangs onto the plate, “I’m so sorry, I have to go to work.”
“I...what?”
Steve’s already picking up his phone, his keys, sliding on his jacket, “help yourself to anything you need, I’ll be back...at some point.” Steve’s already calling someone, “I need you in the office, right now. I want Wheeler, from legal, make sure finance is there, actually, make sure Henderson has availability tomorrow,” Steve comes back from the front door, sliding a business card in front of Eddie, “no, right now, I’m on my way, twenty minutes.”
Eddie looks at the card; it’s Steve’s, has his email, office number and mobile on it, presumably so Eddie can get hold of him. Eddie’s pretty sure he just witnessed the first steps of a hostile take over, or something.
And now he’s in this massive house, all alone.
Link to Part Four
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Sneaky Link w/ Onyankopon
Warnings: MDNI, Public sex, mirror sex, multiple orgasms, squirting.
Wprd Count: 822
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Ony has played soccer for as long as he could remember. Soccer is his safe haven, it’s how he met his teammates and best friends.
It’s also how he met you, his pretty little thing.
One day during his off season you came to one of their practices with your cousin, Connie’s sister. Onyakopon immediately caught your attention and once you set your eye on something you always seem to get it.
“Ay Connie!” You call your cousin over and lean against the railing to talk to him.
“Introduce me to your friend over there.” You smile as you lock eyes with the man in question.
“Absolutely not, try again.” He says and you roll your eyes.
“I’ll give you the information to the girl who does my tattoos damn!” You cross your arms over your chest and he smiles proudly.
“He’ll be over at the end of practice, thank you prima!” He skips off like the dumb ass he is and you sit back on the bleachers.
And he was right, by the end of the game Ony came up to you and introduced himself to you, lord his smile could light up a damn room.
“So you’re Connie’s cousin? Are you here to stay or just visiting?” He asks before taking a drink of water.
“I’m visiting for a few weeks, I’m flying back home in a month.” You stand closer to him and he nods his head.
“You should come to this kickback tonight, me and the boys will be there.” He takes your phone and puts his information in it.
You make sure to graze your fingers over his as you take it back from him with a smile.
“As long as you’re there, then I’m there.” You kiss his cheek and walk off.
You catch him at the party later that night and can’t help but bite your lip at the sight of him in something beside his uniform.
“Aren’t you stylish? He chuckles and shrugs his shoulders slyly.
“What can I say, I’m smooth on and off the field.” He leans against a counter and sips his drink.
“Is that so?” You tilt your head and he raises an eyebrow in return.
“You want to find out?”
That’s the last thing you remember before you ended up where you are currently. His large hand slapped over your mouth as you cream sll over his thich shaft.
“P-papa, you feel so good!” You moan out into the bathroom you both ran into.
“I know baby girl, you take me so good.” He smooths his hand up your back and into your hair, grabbing it in his hand. You come around him without a warning at the feelings of his hand in your hair.
“Shit girl! I got you cumming like that?” He grins, you whimper and nod in response. He grabs your hips and pounds into your pussy faster.
Wet squelching noises fill up the bathroom, if the music were to shut off you two would be so screwed. That’s the last thing on y’alls mind as Ony’s thick tip nudges your g-spot.
“Look at you, such a nasty fucking slut.” He forces you to watch him fuck you in the mirror, you clench around him tightly and grip the counter.
“Y-yes, ‘m so nasty papi!” Your eyes roll to the back of your head in ecstasy, his big ball slap against your clit.
Your orgasm sneaks up on you again and you bite your fist as another orgasm rips through you. You whine as his hips never lose speed and continue tapping your g-spot.
“I want you to squirt for me, we’re not leaving until you do.” He slowly trails a hand to your clit and you squeeze your eyes shut at the command.
“O-ony I c-can’t.” You bite down on you lip at the mixture of pain and pleasure you’re feeling.
You swear you can feel him tapping your cervix, but you only want him to go further. You’re up on your tip toes as he continues drilling in and out of you, loving the mess you make on his pelvis and thighs.
“We gotta make this month worth your stay mami.” He leans down and whispers in your ear, locking eyes with you in the mirror.
He bites down on your neck and at that same moment you squeeze around his cock for the final time and come hard. You scream into your hand as you release splashes against his thighs and the floor.
“Oh fuck.” He groans loudly. Pulling out quickly before stroking himself and finishing on your lower back.
“Damn baby, what can I do to get you to stay here forever?” He asks, somewhat playfully but also in all seriousness.
You chuckle at the question and he begins to clean you up with some toilet paper nearby.
“You keep fucking me like that and I’ll take it into consideration.”
“Deal.”
Ari
#aot smut#aot x black reader#aot scenarios#aot x reader#aot imagines#aot x female reader#aot x black y/n#onyankopon x black y/n#ony x black reader
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Needs
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Pairing | Tommy Shelby x reader
Summary | Tommy’s been so busy with work that he’s been neglecting your needs… So you come up with a plan to finally get some attention.
Warnings | Smut, semi public sex, rough sex, spanking, creampie, degradation, humiliation, praise, brat taming, gunplay, established relationship.
Words | 2.3 k
Notes | I feel like I still don’t really have his characterization down tbh :/ oh well😭
Ao3 link | <3
Masterlist
Smut prompts 4. "what would they think if they saw you right now?" 36. “You know I’m holding back from fucking you over this kitchen counter, don’t push your luck.” 48. “no panties. you need me that bad?” 50. “i bet you think you’re real cute letting them put their hands all over you. we’ll see how cute you look later when i get you home” 52. “you keep acting like a brat and i’ll take you over my knee right here. i don’t care how many people are watching” 75. "You wanted this. You can take it."
This definitely was not your proudest moment… but you’re pent up and Tommy has been too busy to take care of you for almost two weeks now. You’re desperately craving some rough, hard fucking. And you know exactly how to get it.
Placing your hand on the man’s bicep, you laughed along with his “joke” and glanced at Tommy from across the room. He still hadn’t noticed you yet and you prayed he would soon because you’ve never met a man more bland and boring than the one in front of you. He’s also either completely stupid, or just doesn’t know that you’re with Tommy since he’s openly flirting with you.
“You know, you truly are very beautiful.” He said, the joking tone now completely gone.
“Oh- thank you..” You smiled, trying not to cringe.
“May I dance with you?” You glanced at Tommy again— still nothing.
“Sure.” He led you over to the center of the room and grabbed your hand, placing his other hand on your back, far too low. He started up another conversation and all you could do was nod or hum in agreement, too focused on looking at Tommy every chance you had.
When you finally, finally met his gaze.. you immediately recognized his expression. You forced your eyes back on the man in front of you and smiled, trusting that Tommy would be over here any second now.
“Hello, darling.” You stopped and tried not to smirk as you turned around. Tommy was looking between you and the man who quickly let go of you and stepped back.
“Mr. Shelby.” He greeted, giving an awkward smile. He looked between the two of you and seemed to suddenly understand the situation. His smile slowly dropped as he took another step back. “I- I’m going to..”
“Yeah, you do that.” Tommy sneered, waiting until the man scurried away before turning to you. He didn’t bother asking before grabbing your hand and pulling you into him by your lower back.
“I bet you think you’re real cute letting him put his hands all over you…” He murmured, making you smile a little. “We’ll see how cute you look later when we’re home.”
“We were just dancing.” You said, in a tone that implied that you weren’t just dancing.
“Right.” He scoffed.
“There’s no need to get insecure, Tommy.” You said innocently, watching as his cheeks tensed when he clenched his jaw. His piercing blue eyes practically stared through you and if it were anyone else, they would’ve backed down immediately.
“You keep acting like a brat and I'll take you over my knee right here. I don’t care how many people are watching.” He spoke in a low, menacing voice, making your stomach flutter.
“Really? You’re not too busy for that?” You snarked and his expression shifted into one of realization, then amusement.
“Is that what this is about? My girl is a bit needy so she turns into a whore?” As soon as he started teasing, you knew you had to do more for this plan to actually work.
“Screw you.” You spat, pushing him back by his chest. His eyes darkened and without paying any attention to the people who were now watching this encounter, he grabbed your wrist and started dragging you somewhere. “Let go!” You tried yanking yourself free, but his grip wouldn’t budge. He pulled you through a few hallways until you reached the kitchen, then shoved you into the room and slammed the door shut.
“Quit it. I won’t tell you again.” He warned.
“I didn’t even do anything! You’re the one who made a scene and dragged me away from the party.”
“Oh, I made a scene?” He chuckled and you clenched your jaw, letting out a heavy breath through your nose. “Does no cock for less than two weeks really turn you into a complete brat?” He was still so fucking amused, so you shoved his chest again. He suddenly gripped your neck and pushed you back a few steps until you hit the counter. “I said quit it.” He growled, tightening his grip on your neck.
“Fucking make me, Thomas.” You spat, purposefully using his full name.
“You know I’m holding back from fucking you over this kitchen counter right now… Don’t push your luck.”
“Oh, are you? Do you even have time for that?” You don’t think you’ve ever sounded more bratty before in your life.
“Fine. You want to be fucked?” He quickly spun you around and pushed your chest down onto the counter, then bunched your dress up, letting it rest on your back. “Really, no panties? You need it that bad?” He snickered, making your cheeks flush in embarrassment. You don’t regret your decision to go without them though.
The sound of clothes rustling as he opened his pants had you squeezing your thighs together, eager for what was to come. Without any warning he fully sheathed himself inside you, making you cry out and scramble for purchase on the counter.
“Fuck! Tommy— what the hell?” He didn’t even give you a second to adjust before starting a brutal pace. Grabbing your hips tight enough to bruise, he bucked into you wildly with little care for your own pleasure. But for some pathetic reason that only made all of this hotter. “God- Tommy, slow down.” You whined, trying to squirm away.
“You wanted this. You can take it." He gruffed, letting out quiet grunts now. Honestly, you’ve been a little horny since the moment you decided not to wear any underwear, but it’s been longer than usual since he’s been inside you and he didn’t do anything else to prep you, so the stretch burned a little. It was quickly turning into overwhelming pleasure though. When you reached a hand down to rub your clit, he twisted your arm behind your back almost painfully.
“Brats don’t get to touch. You’ll be lucky if I decide to let you come at all.” You cursed under your breath and closed your eyes, only getting more worked up by his words and the way he said them.
“Fine. When we’re done, we’ll go back out there and I’ll tell everyone about how Tommy Shelby can’t make a girl come.” You snarked. He pulled out with a low growl, making you smirk a little. You watched him walk across the kitchen, opening and closing drawers quickly. When he picked up a wooden spoon and started walking back over, you smirk dropped and you lifted yourself off the counter. “Tommy… Not here.” You warned, stepping away from him when he approached.
“Get the fuck over the counter or I’ll make you.” When you didn’t move, he unholstered his gun and pointed it at you lazily. “Now.” Your eyes widened and you swallowed thickly, glancing between the weapon, the spoon, and his face. Even though you knew he’d never actually shoot you, the fear was still there. So you tentatively walked back over and leaned on the counter again. He lifted your dress, then immediately resumed fucking you, dragging the spoon over your ass to make you tense up.
“I have responsibilities other than satisfying your needs.” He started, placing a firm smack on your ass with the spoon, making you curse loudly. “I run a business,” another smack, this one even harder, “I have a family…” The third hit brought tears to your eyes. “You are not my only priority, you understand?” You whimpered at the fourth smack, but even through all of this, he never stopped fucking you.
“Answer me.” He growled, and this hit forced a choked sob out of you.
“Yes! I- I understand.” You cried, clinging to the counter to ground yourself a little.
“Your libido is inconsequential,” He continued, landing another hit on your already burning ass, “and I will not tolerate my woman acting like a whore because of it.”
“Tommy..” You whimpered pathetically.
“Do you have anything you want to say for yourself?” He spanked you twice in quick succession and you let your head fall onto the counter as a tear finally escaped your waterline.
“I’m sorry!” You sobbed out, only crying harder when he hit you again.
“Try again.”
“I’m sorry, Tommy.” You whimpered.
“Last fucking chance.” He spat, spanking you again.
“I’m sorry for… acting like a whore.” You choked out and he landed one more hit on each cheek before dropping the spoon onto the counter.
“There you go.” He cooed, rapidly snapping his hips into you, adding more pain to your already burning ass. “What would they think if they saw you right now?" He asked amusedly and you whined as your cheeks heated up. “Bent over some random rich asshole’s kitchen counter, getting spanked and fucked stupid…”
“Tommy…” You whimpered, voice barely audible. Your hips were digging into the edge of the counter painfully and your legs were trembling from the intensity of the pain and pleasure. With each thrust, his balls were smacking your clit, teasing you with the slightest amount of touch where you really needed it.
“From now on, when this cunt is needy, you come to me before whoring yourself around, got it?” You nodded desperately, feeling so close to pleasure that was just out of reach.
“Yes— yes.” You choked out. “Please, Tommy, I can’t take this.” Your voice was a weak whimper and you hoped it’d be enough to get him to cave.
“Do you need to come, darling?” He cooed mockingly, making you frown a little.
“Yes! Please make me come,”
“You can come. But you’re not using your hands.” He said cruelly.
“Tommy, please..” You whined, needing more. You knew he wouldn’t give it to you though.
“Better hurry too cause I’m getting close.” He chuckled quietly, obviously enjoying your suffering.
“I can’t! Please!” You can count on one hand the amount of times you’ve been able to come from penetration alone.
“Do you need help, my love?” He asked softly, voice contrasting his actions as he fisted your hair and yanked your body up until your back was against his chest. The cold barrel of his gun dragged down your cheek, making you stiffen and close your eyes with a strangled whimper. “Is this better?” You let out a choked sob even though, yes, it was helping you get closer to the edge. “You’re trembling… Like a little lamb.” He murmured against your ear, sounding uncharacteristically endeared.
“Tommy..” You whispered, unconsciously flinching away from the gun.
“Are you scared?” He whispered back and you just barely nodded in response. “Good girl. I like you like this.” He placed a gentle kiss on your cheek and you mewled, feeling your orgasm barreling toward you. He never stopped thrusting, but based on his breathing and the quiet sounds he was making, you knew he was close. Which meant that if you wanted to come, you had to do it now. His lips moved down to your neck and began kissing and licking the sensitive skin, occasionally sucking it into his mouth to leave a mark.
“Come on, love. Drench my fucking cock, I know you can do it.” The gun brushed over your trembling lips teasingly. “This cunt isn't useful to me if it can’t come.” The degrading words forced a strangled moan out of you. When he cocked the gun, your body immediately went completely rigid. “If it’s not useful, then I don’t need it...” He said coyly and you whimpered in response, feeling so incredibly close to release.
“So be a good toy and let that cunt show me why I should keep you around.” That was all you needed to finally fall over the edge. You sobbed out a moan and your whole body tensed up, then started almost shaking as all of the tension was finally released. This was your first orgasm in almost two weeks and it had you struggling to breathe properly and keep yourself up with the way your legs were beginning to feel like jelly.
“Good girl.. I got you.” He cooed, holding you in his arms but never faltering in the movements of his hips. “Let it all out, darling.”
“Tommy.” You whimpered through all of the moaning.
“I know. I know, love.” He whispered, holding you tightly. “Ready for my come?” His words made another strong wave of pleasure roll through you and you were mumbling out incoherent pleas before you could stop yourself. You probably missed the feeling of him coming inside you the most out of everything.
Without another word, his hips stuttered, then he bottomed out, pushing you almost painfully into the edge of the counter with a low groan. You whined at the faint feeling of his cock twitching inside you as he painted your walls with his come. He was grunting quietly, his breathing growing ragged and fanning your neck, getting you worked up again. But he was done far too soon.
Panting quietly, he set his gun down on the counter, then kissed the crook of your neck, filling your stomach with butterflies. You loved his soft moments like this, especially after how rough and mean he was being.
“Good girl…” He whispered. “So good for me.” Your cheeks heated up at the praise.
“Don’t let me go, I’ll fall.” You warned quietly and he released of soft chuckle in response.
“Lean over the counter, darling.” He murmured, giving one last kiss on your neck before letting you lean back down, resting most of your weight on it. He dragged out slowly, making both of you hiss at the sensitivity. “Fuck… I missed seeing this.” He groaned, enjoying the sight of your walls wrapped around his length.
You whimpered in pain when he grabbed your sore ass and pulled you open to get a better view of your fluttering holes and his come leaking out. At the first sight of it though, he kicked your legs together, making it drip down your thighs instead.
“Tommy...” You whined and he gave a teasing slap to your ass as he let out a half hearted chuckle, then pulled your dress back down.
“Try not to leak all over the floor, love. I’m not sure how you’ll be able to explain that.”
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Only text me when you need me
Pairing: fwb!Yeosang x Afab!reader
Genre: Smut, angst, non idol, fluff at the end
Summary: You and Yeosang have been good fwb for a while and he invites you over for a shower together.
Warning: feelings, avoiding feelings
Smut warning: unprotected sex, bathtub sex (Kinda unrealistic too), creampie
A/N: So lol I'm back, had to take a mental break but I'm back and working on request and a new chapter to my series I also now have a kofi ^_^
MINORS DNI
💚: You up?
You: Could you be more Cliche?
💚: I’ll take that as a yes
💚: What are you doing?
You: Just about to take a shower, what about you?
💚: Come take one here, then you can stay over
You: Someone is being thirsty tonight
💚: What can I say? I miss you...
You: Bye Yeo, you only hit me up when you need some
💚: Well?
You: W.e I'll be there soon
You sighed to yourself, you were weak to Yeosang and his advances. You were going through a bad break up when you met Yeosang at a bar, your friends encouraged you to finally experience your hoe phase since you had been with your ex for so long. You were real with Yeosang and he gave you his number and told you to only text when you need him, and he'll do the same. One good night with him led to lots more until he became number 1 on your roster. Calling and texting each other when you felt even the slightest pang of loneliness or even when your other sneaky links became boring or didn't fulfill your needs. Yeosang was a little different, he didn't just feel like a warm body, but that thought was heading into sneaky link dangerous territory, friends with benefits always have the rule of no feelings and you were determined to not be the one to fuck this up. You threw on a simple grey jogging suit with nothing under, you also packed a small "spend the night bag" because you knew Yeosang was a literal person, and he would really be expecting you to shower and stay at his place.
...
You rang the buzzer to his penthouse apartment, and he let you up. You got to the door and knocked, and his roommate Yunho answered.
"Y/N hey how are you?" He asked as he smiled at you, Yunho was like a golden retriever in 6'3 man form, literal walking boyfriend but sadly he was very taken.
"I'm good, how are you?" You replied as he welcomed you into the penthouse apartment, it was so big and nice, but you can absolutely tell it was only men occupying the space. Just a couch in the living room with no other furniture or other decor, in desperate need of some love.
"Good, I'm heading out to my girlfriends, I yelled for Yeo that you were here, or you can head back. I'll see you later." Yunho waved before heading out the door, he probably didn't want to overhear the shenanigans. You took off your shoes and headed down the hall to Yeosang’s room, knocking before you entered. "Yeosang I'm here." You said as you entered.
"Glad you made it." He was smiling shirtless you scanned his body and realized he only had a towel tightly wrapped around his waist and it kind of made you giggle.
"Why are you wearing just a towel?" you continued to chuckle.
"You came to shower right? Come on and get undressed." He said gathering more of his items to bathe, then handing you a towel to wrap up. You placed your bag on the bed and got undressed and wrapped the towel around your body and put your hair up in a claw clip. He grabbed your hand and led you into his huge bathroom with a bay window overlooking the city connected to his room inside was a large tub by the large window filled with hot water with bubbles. Yeosang sat his phone down and played soft music off of it, the entire situation was actually pretty relaxing and romantic
"I thought we were showering?" you asked nervously, this situation was a bit intense for fuck buddies.
"Yeah, but showers together are hot but can be awkward, this way we can at least relax. We both have been working a lot and need the stress relief; besides you told me your other guys haven't been doing the job and it's the same for me right now so maybe this could help us let off some steam." A flirty smirk was on his face as he winked. You and Yeosang was very open with each other, you had to be if you were going to be having sex, so of course he knew when you slept with other guys and vice versa. He was first to drop his towel and get in then you followed his lead.
...
You were a bit hesitant at first at the thought of a very intimate kind of romantic situation, but this was actually nice. Sitting, talking and relaxing as Yeosang peppered kisses down your neck occasionally while his hands rubbed water and bubbles slowly on your body. He stimulated your mind and body, you felt so hot besides the hot water against your skin. Your eyes closed and your head sat back on his strong chest every time he brushed past your sensitive nipples.
"You seem calm now." He said, his lips close to you, you could even feel the flirty smile on your ear, you both giggled.
"This did calm me down, but you on the other hand seem very excited." You were trying to keep calm with the nice setting, Yeo even dimmed the lights in the bathroom and changed the led to red, but you just couldn't keep yourself fully normal with his hard dick pressing into your ass in the hot water. Between his hands rubbing you, the kissing and you anticipating how good he was going to fuck you, you were driving yourself crazy and it seemed like he was thinking the same.
He slowly dragged his hand out of the water up the length of your body and up to your neck, you moved your head with his hand as he gripped your chin and tilted it to the side. You could feel his breath down your neck, you closed your eyes again as his lips softly connected to your neck, he started to kiss down the length of your neck as your hips slowly rolled against his erection. Sensually wasn't supposed to be the word you wanted to use for this but how couldn't you. Everything felt so good, so right, so dangerous. "How could I not be excited with you basically melting into my lap right now?" He left a few more delicate kisses on your cheek before you turned and captured his lips. A few light kisses eventually turned into a full on make out session, the bubbles slide down your body as you leaned more into the kiss, tongues dances as the kiss deepened. You fully turned to face Yeo straddling him, you could feel his length start to press against your core as he wrapped his arms around you. The kiss began again before he started to trail his lips down your neck then your shoulders until he reached your hard nipples. He gave them a few pecks to clear the suds then dove in to start to suck them, you moaned while you bit your lip, your hips fully grinding on him and his dick brushing your clit. You loved his slow foreplay, this was Yeosangs game, he likes to draw things out, slow and steady wins the race. He makes you want need more of him, but with your mind going 1000 miles a minute and every single one of them being him you needed to get things started. You removed one of your hands from his shoulders then reached into the water to grab his cock, he hissed and released your nipple at the sudden motion.
You lifted off of him slightly. "Wait Y/N, I'm still getting you ready, are you that needy love?" He said in his deep and soothing voice.
"What if I say I am?" you smirked at him and he gave you a smile back, you gave each other a peck on the lips as you lined his dick up with your entrance and eased down his length. You moaned into his mouth as he bottomed inside you, Yeo is admittedly not the biggest dick you've had but damn did it sit perfectly in your pussy, almost like he was made for you, but again that's dangerous thinking. His arms wrapped around your waist to slowly encourage you to move your hips. You both kept the tempo slow to not splash the water to much and to fit the overall vibes, He met your hips and fucked up into you when you would come back down on his dick. He watched you ride him with his boba eyes, and you avoided his powerful eye contact as much as possible, you threw your head back and let out a few curse words before coming back forward and dropping onto his shoulder. He rubbed your back to soothe you, the closeness caused your clit to rub against his pelvis which had you nearing your edge. You started to moan into his ear "Fuck Yeo I'm gonna cum." He sped up a bit but not too much, he didn't want to fuck up the rhythm, just wanted to make sure you came for him.
"Go ahead baby, let it out for me, let me see you-" You interrupted his request to wrap your arms around his neck and start to ride him faster, you just couldn't afford to see him right now.
"Fuck...fuck, ngh FUCK." was all you could say as your continued to bounce on him as you felt yourself coming undone, your slick mixing with the water and bubbles. The thoughts didn't do away though, you just want to keep going, you lied to yourself saying it was because you were still horny but in reality, it was because you wanted him all to yourself. You both knew you had other hoes but in reality, you stopped talking to most yours and only very rarely see them anymore, no man, woman or person could hold a candle to Yeosang, and you both loved and hated that. He littered your every thought, you've never been this dick whipped in your life, this was sad! You needed to stay focus on not fucking this up, before he could say anything, you snapped out of your thought and felt his dick twitch inside you. You released his neck and grabbed both sides of his face to deeply kiss him.
He was confused by the random kiss but didn't stop you. "What's going on with you Y/n?" He asked as he started to pick up on your out of the ordinary behavior.
"Nothing!" You said in a suspiciously high-pitched voice, you removed your aching cunt off of his dick and moved to your knees on the other side of the tub facing the large window, you wiggled your bubble covered ass in his direction. "Now hurry up, we aren't done yet." You mocked as your folded your arms on the rim and turned your head to face him.
He chuckled at you but obeyed, he made his way over to you and gripped both your hips with his wet hands. You could feel his hard dick begging to penetrate you as he teased his tip at your entrance. "You sure you're good?" he asked again.
"Yes Yeosang, not please just fuu~" He started to slide his length into you, his cock glided into you with perfect ease, and he immediately fell into motion. He had a firm grip on both sides of you, your breast dangling above the water as his hips met your ass at a picking up rate, you moaned and occasionally let out curse words, still feeling the sensation of your first orgasm. You couldn't help but to look back and steal glances at the obscenely beautiful man that was digging into your guts. Was it really your fault for falling for the literal son of Aphrodite? You watched as he had laser focus on watching where both your parts connected, the water and bubbles sliding down his chiseled body and huge arms, the sweat on his forehead that would make his hair stick and he would have to take breaks to brush it out of his eyes, his tan skin from traveling with his friends, the visuals alone had your close to your peak. He felt your googly eyes and looked up, a very brief moment of eye contact while he was still pumping inside you made your neck snap back forward and he raised his eyebrow. His stroking started to stutter as he looked at you with confusion.
"Y/N... look at me." His gripped got tighter and his eyes burned the back of your head, you were cooked. You felt him lean forward and press his chest into your back, his dick pressing even deeper into you and his cockhead hit your spot making you yelp. He gripped one of your breasts and whispered into your ear. "Look at me gorgeous, let me watch you cum all over my cock." He bit your ear, and you were getting closer, you had to give in. You turned to him with the softest eyes, he could see your vulnerability and he felt himself melt but unlike you he could snap out of it. His hips started to move faster as he hammered into you, you squeezed your eyes shut and he gripped your chin. "No baby, watch me while I fill you up." You fought the urge to keep your eyes closed and opened them, meeting his hungry gaze, it felt like he wanted to devour you whole.
"cum... I'm going to cum...ah" You managed to get out.
"I know baby, let's cum together, you're taking me so good." You loved when he talked you through your orgasm. You started to contract around his dick, your edge was right there, his pace didn't slow down but it got sloppier since he was at his end soon too. His groans and whimpers were like music in your ears, and it made your pussy ring you looked at his beautiful worked up face in pure lust amongst other feelings.
"Kiss me please Yeo, kiss me." He nodded at your pleas and planted his lips on your, the kiss was wet and sloppy, teeth smashing into each other’s and spit dripping, his hips still pounding into you, only a few more strokes before he came deep inside you. You felt his cum hot and deep in you which made you coat his cock in your own slick. Yeosang breathed heavily as he laid on your back and you hung on the side of the tub. He eventually pulled out and he drained the tub so you two could shower off. You both dried off and changed into some night clothes, only the music filled the room, there was a comfortable silence for Yeosang but a hard one for you. Did he notice how off you were acting?
You both slipped into his bed, and he was the big spoon like usual, nuzzling himself into your hair and neck. Your mind was racing thinking about your feelings and feeling like you needed to compress those emotions. Yeosang felt you being twitchy and uneasy and opened his eyes.
"What's going on Y/N? Talk to me." He sat up in the bed and looked down on you.
You sighed; this was bound to happen at some point. "Yeo, I know we have been doing this for a while, but I wanted to know something..."
"Anything baby, what's up?"
You sat up as well and faced him, you took a breath. "Yeo... what are we? How do you feel about me?" You boldly asked.
He looked at you for a second before his lips started to quiver and he bit back a smile than burst into laughter.
"Yeosang, you asshole!" You hit his arm and quickly laid back down and cocooned yourself in the covers.
He continued to giggle at you then poked out his bottom lip at your tantrum. "Aww you are just too cute Y/N, please tell me that's not why you've been acting weird all night?"
"It is..." You said in a soft and muffled voice under the covers, feeling extra shy.
"Come out precious, I'm sorry for laughing." He cooed at you, but he could visibly see you shaking your head under the covers. "Fine." He laid down and hugged your cocoon. "I like you Y/N, a lot." Your heart skipped a beat, and you peeked your head from under the covers. "Before you ask, yes really."
You started to smile to yourself, hoping he wouldn't see you and tease you even more.
"So, are you finally ready to be mine?"
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A Little Tipsy But Massively In Love
Husband!DI!Leon x F!Reader
“Honey, is something wrong?” you ask your husband. He’s been keeping a hand on a portion of his jaw, occasionally wincing and hissing; he has also been making repeated trips to the fridge, looking for anything cold to place on the part of his face that seems to be bothering him.
“No, ‘s fine.” he promptly responds as he shoots you a half grin, clearly in discomfort. He gets back to placing a cold bottle of water against his face, letting out a small breath of relief that he didn’t realize he was holding. Leon’s avoided talking and moving all day, just giving you a thumbs up, a nod or a few words which you find odd; he’s always been very vocal about what he thinks or feels so this is certainly a little new.
“C’mon honey, I can clearly tell something’s bothering you,” you softly say.
“It’s nothing.” he softly mutters.
“It’s not nothing. You’ve been holding your jaw all day. Got a toothache?”
He finally turns his head to you, finally nodding his head bashfully towards you. He promptly looks away though, training his gaze somewhere as the tips of his ears redden in embarrassment; he’s certainly experienced pain much worse compared to a toothache like getting shot or hosting a parasite in his body but something as minuscule as a toothache renders him unable to perform mundane daily tasks.
“Hm. I can check if there’s swelling in your gums. Is that okay with you?” you gently ask.
“Mhm,” he softly hums. You take your phone and turn the flash on before telling Leon to open up and to your slight surprise, he actually opens his mouth for the sake of opening it and doesn’t go “It all started on September 30th, 1998…”; this toothache might be a lot more uncomfortable for him. Sure enough, there’s a swelling and protrusion in a portion of his gum just right after the last molar. You finally tell him to close his mouth and he puts the cold water bottle back on his cheek.
“There's swelling. Let’s take you to the dentist tomorrow, it looks pretty serious. Might be a wisdom tooth thing.”
“Sure thing, doc.” Leon quips with a half-grin though the grin immediately falls back into a frown.
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After scheduling a visit to the dentist, he deduced the swelling and protrusion to an erupting wisdom tooth which he suggested extraction. 3 days later, you two come back to the clinic. While waiting for your turn, you hold Leon’s hand and brush your thumb repeatedly at the back of his hand and give him encouraging words.
“Don’t worry, Leon. You’ll be fine, I’ll be right here waiting for you okay?” you softly encourage.
“And I won’t make fun of you if you’re still woozy from the anesthesia. I promise,” you add with a small giggle.
“But you’re giggling,” Leon points out with a pout.
“I promise! Seriously! Pinky promise!” you say once more as you lift your pinky finger, to which Leon links his own pinky with and gives you a small kiss to the temple.
“I’ll make sure to lug your 5’11 self to the car and drive you home, don’t worry. Just focus on feeling a lot better, mkay?”
“For someone who got their wisdom tooth pulled out eons ago, it’s a surprise you’ve got some words of wisdom for me,” Leon jokes which prompts you to roll your eyes.
“You have a hidden talent with these jokes so I suggest you keep them hidden,” you sarcastically say.
“Ouch.”
A nurse comes into the holding room and reads the last names off of her clipboard.
“Patient 5, Mister… Kennedy. Mister Kennedy?”
“Here,” he says as he stands up. He turns around and gives you a small hug. “See you later, hon.”
“Mhm. You can do this, Leon. It’s going to be just like a walk in the park.”
“Right. Just like a walk in the park.”
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45 minutes later, the dentist comes back to you and informs you that the procedure went smoothly and they managed to get the tooth out without much trouble much to your relief.
“Your husband will be a little woozy from the anesthesia so expect behavior that is similar to a drunken person– slurred speech, nonsensical babbling, and slightly wobbly. He’s still asleep right now but you should expect him to wake up in a few minutes or less,” he informs you. He rips off a paper from his notepad and hands it to you, explaining some more things like Leon’s medications, proper care, and pain relief. After a few minutes, you walk into his room and see him still asleep; his right cheek was swollen, gauze stuffed in the inside of his right cheek. He looked a little funny at this moment, which caused you to take your phone out and snap a few photos for safe-keeping (maybe as a new contact photo for his number). Soon, he wakes up though he is a little dazed and confused at his surroundings so you help him through it. He must really, really be confused because as you help him put his shirt back on, he tries to push you away and do it by himself. His movements look as if he’s actively trying to avoid you, not even lifting his droopy eyelids to take a look at you, which you found a little bit odd. He did accept help from you, just very hesitantly; when you decided to hold on to his bicep, he pulled his arm away and almost stumbled down but you managed to grab him back and successfully managed to get him into the car without any other troubles.
While driving, you noticed that he would often steal glances from you through the rear-view mirror with squinty eyes but once you two met gazes, he would promptly look away. The situation felt a little funny: Leon sitting at the rear passenger seats, very woozy from the sedatives administered and him acting like a little kid; you decided to seat Leon on the rear passenger seats instead of sitting in the front with you in case he decided to act irrational whilst still not in the right mind, which could cause an issue with trying to drive home peacefully. You found yourself giggling a little bit but nevertheless you kept your focus on getting home safely, which you managed to do. After a few minutes of helping Leon and asking him if there’s something that’s bothering him and reassuring him that you’ve got him, you successfully manage to get him in your shared bed. You were just about to help him undress and take his shirt off to switch him into a more comfortable piece of clothing but he inches away and grabs your wrist.
“No… my wife won’t be very happy seeing you touch me like this,” he quietly mumbles as he tries to put on a serious expression but fails with one side of his cheek looking a little more round than the other.
“Huh?” you mumble.
“I’m a married man, miss. My wife won’t be happy and I’m not happy either.”
“Leon, what are you talking about?”
“Nuh-uh, miss. Only my wife can touch me like this, this is kidnapping… though you know where to bring me…”
“I am your wife, Leon,” you softly say as you tenderly pat the hand with his wedding ring and smile sweetly at him. You immediately realized that Leon didn’t notice that you were still there and very much his wife. It all comes together now: due to his disoriented state, he didn’t know that you were the one taking care of him this entire time and mistook you for another person, therefore causing him to avoid being touchy with you.
He stares you down for a bit, a cold and calculating gaze effectively analyzing and figuring you out but you can tell that he’s also trying to get himself together. The moment he recognizes you is comical– his eyes lighten up and a lopsided grin forms on his lips, a small amount of gaze poking out of his mouth. His next action pulls a loud giggle from you: he takes two fingers and places it against the pulse in his neck, blushing when he realizes his heart is absolutely trying to break free from the confines of his ribcage.
“‘M sorry, baby. Feeling a lil drunk, right now,” he apologetically mumbles whilst keeping that goofy grin in his face.
You place a kiss on his forehead before helping him out of his shirt, this time with him cooperating with you and raising his arms above his head.
“It’s fine. Good to know we’re locked and loaded in this marriage,” you joke with a raised eyebrow. Finally, you finish helping him with his other clothes and jump into bed with him. Propping two pillows behind you, you sit up and get into a comfortable position so you can read your book for the time being wherein you need to watch over him.
“My cheek kinda hurts,” he quietly groans. You shift to comfortably move to his position, looking at the cheek and trying to see if there was more swelling.
“Right here,” Leon points. You scoot a little closer to get a better look but don’t see any swelling.
“Honey–”
Before you could ask him how bad the pain is since you don’t see his cheek look a little more swollen, he gently cups your cheek with one hand and presses a soft kiss to the tip of your nose which causes him to hiss in slight discomfort due to his movement.
“Leon! It’s going to hurt more!”
“I need a kiss to feel better,” he retorts.
“You’ll get that kiss when we get that gauze out of your mouth and you can finally have some water.”
NOTE - Hey y'all I made it out alive of my 1 and 1/2-day school camping trip but I'm just rlly tired rn so I'm sorry for a lot of the errors that were probably in here (I didn't sleep the entire night... and I've been moving nonstop for the past 24 hours until 9AM of today...). Despite being really tired, I still had so much fun :)) We did zip lining, a rope and obstacle course, rappelling, and wall climbing (which i suck ASS at- like I literally fell and slipped like twice but dw I'm fine since I was attached to a harness; I was the only one unable to complete the climb in my squad 💀). There was a tree whose name literally translated to "deer balls" because the fruit resembles a deer's dingleberries... that was a little funny ngl. Also my cat went missing and I miss him so much please come back 😭😭😭 Anyways, that's it and expect my next fic to be camp-inspired since I came up with the idea whilst at my camping trip. Thanks for reading my fics, I appreciate it TONSSS. I <3 you !!!!
The heart dividers were made by @cafekitsune , the images are made by me (sourced from Pinterest).
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