#Zara is full of friends
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Art I did for two of my three players in a Starfinder game (@doublajynxx Get me pictures of Trissaez!)
Meet Xenith and Zara Alzani, the Kitsune Solarian and uhh, "Gnoll" Nanocyte who have joined the fight against the Swarm. Oh, dw about the booze kit, or that weird smokey smell. Nope, not something you need concern yourself with.
You do not have permission to use my art, not for your own use or for AI horseshit.
#My art#Starfinder#Kitsune#Gnoll#Zara is full of friends#Imagine being normal#Not Midnight Squad#Nope we're gay and full of gremlins#Gun
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I watched the BC movie with friends and I have a lot of thoughts about it. I loved the animations, the voice actors, the fights, the teamworks. It’s a must watch movie for every Black Clover fan.
However the movie also reminded me why I think Clover Kingdom is a shitty hellhole of a place with no hope for changing and that Julius is an incomptent Wizard King and the Black Bulls should’ve been vigilantes or anti-heroes or their own self-proclaimed squad untied to the system that is built to discriminate them.
I like this series but it’s full of hypocrisy and pro-authority agenda that were only ever truly highlighted by Zora before he also ended up indirectly serving it.
(TW: rant in tags).
#not a quote#black clover#black clover movie#sword of the wizard king#black clover critical#reminder that we could've been given a full outlaw!bbs arc if and only if julius minded his fkn business and let damnatio strip their titles#someone already rebel against this system and overthrow the royality for lumiere's sake#it's 'losing my respect on julius' hours right here#first zara then jien now conrad?!?!?#just how many friends of yours should fall in despair and suffer because of the royals you're serving until you open your eyes?!#genuinly surprised he didn't give william the cold shoulder- THEN AGAIN william is also a pro-authority follower so it makes sense#yami's life supposedly turned for the better after meeting julius but I'm starting to think it wasn't as positive as it sounds#'cause the alternative would be The Black Bulls. The Outlaws. The Self-Proclaimed Squad we deserve but never get#anyways we don't support clover kingdom in this blog#black clover rant
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knowing way in advance a potential event that might happen to your dnd character is a special kind of torture. Rook might experience literally the worst thing he possibly could experience (according to him), and I just have to SIT HERE AND WAIT for MONTHS. It's all I've been able to think about for over a week now, and it's killing me.
#literally how I fall asleep every night is thinking about this fucking scenario.#and I spent like 2 hours daydreaming about it yesterday.#dear god I need the game to hurry the fuck up and get to that point because I can't live like this for much longer.#morrigan.text#delete later#personal#I literally have 3 full-length discord messages written in my private server of me talking out possibilities for this event.#and my DM keeps implying that bad shit is gonna happen for me even before then but is being really vague about it and I wanna explode.#idc about the gunslinger's daughter or the feywild war. I need to see what's gonna happen to The Liars and then with Wolf and then Zara.#(I swear I actually am a nice fellow player and care about my friends' character arcs. I'm just *also* the most impatient person ever.)#morrigan plays dnd
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STARBOY EP 3. Earned It ft Kazuha.
length: 13.3k words.✦
Nakamura Kazuha & Male Reader.
genres: slutty brat¡ kazuha, bdsm, daddy kink, angry sex, public sex, dirty talk, hard sex, face fuck, creampie, blowjob, oral ✧
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It was a pretty typical stereotype that men hate going shopping with a woman, and you certainly couldn't deny it, most of your friends in the past hated it, but for some reason you enjoyed it. And of course you more than anyone knew the reason.
Having Heejin as a shopping partner was undoubtedly an experience that was anything but boring, wherever you followed her she would attract you with a bright and fun aura that you couldn't even get tired of, no matter what she did. You didn't want to jump to conclusions too quickly, but maybe you were somewhat, just a little, in love with her. Of course this wasn't even a hidden feeling in you, the connection you had with that girl was more than special, she was like your other half, and your safe place, not to mention that without her you were literally living on the street right now. You owed a lot to her, and this was the least you could do to repay her for everything she has done for you.
That day you had gone out exclusively to buy clothes to remodel almost your entire closet. You needed it more than she did, but still most of the stops you were having were because of her. Right now you were at a Fendi store, which was in the mall a few blocks from your building. Your job was simple, you had to answer yes or no every time she came out of the fitting room with a new item of clothing to find out if she bought it or not. You were already full of bags, in which you could be easily buried, but even so, it didn't seem enough to her. At least it was a nice enough place to wait, otherwise you would have been overwhelmed with so many things to keep an eye on.
Miss Lee had been giving you fashion advice for a few days, in your last session she forced you to try on multiple different outfits, each one with clothes from brands that until weeks ago you could only see on instagram or pinterest. She let you keep all the clothes that you liked, but still she ordered you to update your closet as fast as you could, and so you did. This day you were wearing a blue Ralph Lauren sweater tucked into champagne Zara pants, vanilla Balenciaga Triple S shoes and a blue Patek watch, you were completely unaware of the exact model, surely Sunmi would know, but you were new to all of that. Most importantly, you'd killed two birds with one stone, you pleased your boss, and finally shaken off the judgmental stares of everyone around you while still feeling comfortable with yourself.
While you were sitting on a sofa looking at twitter on your phone Heejin came out of the changing room and looked your way, she was wearing a whole complete outfit: a strappy champagne corset, brown wide leg pants with pink striped plaid pattern, and white pointed heels, all complemented by rectangular sunglasses and a brown velvet handbag with the Fendi buckle in the middle.
The first thing you thought was that she looked incredibly hot with that corset that highlighted her breasts and prominent shoulders, but when you thought a little more you couldn't help noticing something very important.
"Wait wait wait wait, you know how much is that handbag, right?" you said, pointing at it with your finger still glued to the phone.
"Uhm… how much?" she asked innocently.
"1.400 bucks. I saw it just now."
"Oh..." she looked at the bag for a few seconds, in all directions, and then saw it hanging on her arm, "but can we take it or not?" she said finally, with a smirk and a tilt of her head.
You brought your fingers to your septum and closed your eyes to let out a long breath, knowing you had no choice.
"Sure, take it," you finally said, looking up at her again.
"Yaaay!" she clapped excitedly for a moment, "and how about the outfit? Yes or no?"
"It's definitely a yes," you held up your thumb.
"I knew it!" she jumped towards you and cupped your face to steal a kiss from you. She then turned back to the dressing room, leaving you alone again.
As soon as Heejin entered the dressing room, your phone's screen turned on showing the message that just arrived. You unlocked your phone, and sighed as you read the entire message.
Japan Justice Minister, you went over it several times in your head. You didn't know why, but you had the feeling that everything was escalating way too fast, you went from fucking a CEO, then a shareholder, and now the daughter of a Japanese politician. And you, well, you were just a lucky guy. As usual, the intrusive thoughts and your anxiety took over again for a few minutes. This time the pressure was twice as strong as when Sunmi or Tiffany, on top of that, you were going to face a girl who was going to potentially drive you out of your mind in a bad way, and your tolerance was something, you would say quite limited. You didn't know how spoiled she was, but your protocol (which you just made up just now) for girls like that was very simple: don't give them what they want.
You waited a few minutes for Heejin, and when she came out, she was dressed in the same clothes she had worn to come to the mall in the first place.
"That's it! Let's pay," Heejin said, checking that she had all the clothes she had tried on, "Uhm, is something wrong?" she asked, noticing that you were chewing on your thumbnail with a blank stare.
"I have to go, Miss Lee wants to see me so I can meet my next client," you said, still staring at nothing.
"And what is the problem?" she stood in front of you.
"The girl in question is the daughter of a minister of justice," when you said it you couldn't help but let out a small incredulous laugh.
"Oof. Big fish..."
"Aha, it still seems fucking surreal to me, to be honest, but I guess that's the way it is now," you sighed, then looked at her, "I'll have to get used to it. Let's go," you nodded to the cashier and you got up.
When you paid for the clothes, the first thing you did was count everything you were carrying, to make sure nothing was missing, and it wasn't until then that you realized that you were carrying a somewhat exaggerated number of bags, so exaggerated that you even doubted that they were even going to fit in the elevator with you. You put your mind to plot for a moment to try to calculate how much you had spent on all that, but if you started counting everything you were probably going to arrive late for your meeting with Sunmi, and that wasn’t an option, so you just took out your phone to call the taxi and then take as many bags as you could in your two hands, just like Heejin.
"What could be the daughter of a Japanese politician here in Korea?" Heejin asked as you walked towards the exit.
"I don't know," you shrugged, "but Miss Lee told me they were in a photo shoot, maybe it has something to do."
"Maybe she is a photographer?"
"Nah," you shake your head denying, "based on how little I know about her, I don't think photography is her thing."
"Hmm…" she thought about it for a few seconds, "Model, then, I can't think of anything else."
"Probably, we'll see."
When you arrived at the exit and left the mall, you stayed waiting for the taxi for just under 5 minutes until it finally arrived. You barely put all the bags in the trunk of the car, forced to stack them on top of each other and crush them so that they could fit all there.
"We need a car, fuck," Heejin sighed, "a SUV, if possible."
"Maybe if we stopped buying 1.400 dollars handbags we could save and buy one," you looked at her without even blinking.
"Oh come on! It was Fendi!" she excused herself, before you ignored her and sat at the backseat, "you bought an almost 1.000 clock and I'm not upset about it. In fact, you're wearing it!"
"It's different," you said, watching out the window as she sat next to you and closed the car door.
"In what?" she crossed her arms as she saw you.
"It cost almost 500 bucks less," you chuckled, waiting for the blow to your arm.
"Ah fuck you!" she complained, hitting you on your arm, in the same exact area where she always did. You didn't even immute you, you had developed a kind of mental immunity to the pain of her punches.
Being your building so few blocks away the trip was just under 3 minutes, in fact, you could easily have walked there, but the amount of laziness that gave you loading with all the bags beat you. When you arrived you paid the driver and got off the car, to download all the bags and enter the building. Entering the elevator with all the bags was less difficult than you expected, in fact, you didn’t even have to make two trips up and down as you imagined from the beginning, however, if someone else wanted to enter the elevator at that time, it was going to be necessary to wait.
When you got to your floor you were the first to go ahead since you had the keys, you opened the door, and went straight to the living room to put all the bags on the sofa, while Heejin left them on the floor between the coffee table and the sofa. .
"You know, I think we should adopt a cat," she said out of nowhere.
"What? Why?" you frowned in confusion as you walked towards the door again.
"I don't know, I feel a little lonely every time you leave..." Heejin bited on her bottom lip, arms folded and looking sad, "this whole place is so big, and well… you know ."
"Oh Hekkie..." you breathed out, to walk towards her and hold her by the waist, "I'm so sorry, okay?"
"No, not at all, it's not your fault, silly," she laughed a little discouraged, "it's your job now, do your best for me," she gave you a little pat on the chest, and then she gave you a little kiss on the lips, "I just need some company while you're gone, that's all."
"We're going to an adoption center tomorrow, okay?" you cupped her face with your hands, "take care of finding out places."
"Okay," she nodded, like the spoiled child she sometimes was, "be careful, okay?"
"Always," you gave her a kiss on the forehead, and then another on her lips, before turning around and walking out of the apartment.
You didn't know how late you were going to arrive at the place Sunmi had ordered you to go to, which worried you. You ordered the taxi as fast as you could while you walked to the elevator, and you checked that you had everything you needed on you. When you got to the street you couldn't help but think that Heejin was right, you needed a car urgently.
Luckily for you the taxis in that place were anything but late, they arrived much faster than the average taxi did, but you came to the conclusion that it must simply be the same old problem, classism in its purest form.
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The taxi dropped you right in front of the executive building to which they had sent you, just as you imagined it was a production company and a photo studio, from the outside you couldn't see much of it, but when you entered you were amazed at the tremendous relevance of the place. The lobby was littered with photos, all of them with captions indicating the brand that had done their shoots right there; Adidas, Under Armour, Puma, Calvin Klein...
"Good afternoon, miss," you approached the receptionist, a pretty girl under 25 years by your reckoning. << Seo Soojin >>, said the little card attached to her shirt. She wore glasses, her hair tied up in a bun, and a rather intense crimson lipstick that highlighted her thick lips. The moles she had under her eye and next to her nose also caught your attention.
"Good afternoon sir, how can I help you?" she said, looking at you over the top of her glasses.
"I'm headed to the studio, huh…" you checked your phone again, "6."
"Are you a model? Staff member? Photographer?" she raised an eyebrow.
"Oh no, nothing like that," you denied, "I'm close friends with Miss Lee and Miss Nakamura."
"I see," she nodded and looked down at her landline, "one minute please," she said as she took the phone, you kept quiet as you looked at her, assuming she was calling someone, "Hello? Yes, excuse me, there's a guy at the reception who claims to be close friends with Miss Lee and Miss Nakamura... Ok... Ok got it, you're welcome."
"Well?"
"Here," she opened a drawer in her desk and pulled out a necklace with a laminated card that read <<guest>>, "fourth floor to the right, easy enough to find," she said, handing you the card.
"Thanks, Soojin," you nodded your head in appreciation and took the card to go straight to the elevator.
You followed the receptionist's instructions until you arrived at the aforementioned studio 6, the door was made of opaque glass that allowed you to see almost nothing other than the flash of the cameras going off and the light from the spotlights. The door wasn't locked, so you just walked in freely. The studio was quite spacious and cozy, with black curtains that completely covered all the windows and air conditioning at the perfect temperature. There were fewer people than you thought there would be, only 5 staff members and a sturdy man in a suit sitting on a sofa at the back of the room, they all stared at you when you closed the door behind you, but seeing the card hanging from your neck they continued with their thing.
"Hi… hi… hi," you said aloud, bowing to each person as you walked to where the flashes were coming from.
As you crossed the division between the two studio areas, you found yourself blinded for a moment by the light from one of the spotlights, so much so that at first glance you couldn't notice everything; when your eyes cleared up you were finally able to take a look at the minimalist set they had assembled. There was a large furry sofa placed right in the middle of the white screen that covered both the wall and the floor for a few feet, with a couple of cushions in the middle and a jean jacket that belonged to the incredibly hot and stunning woman who was sitting and posing on the sofa. In black Calvin Klein underwear and white socks.
"Oh, you're finally here," Lee Sunmi said, noticing your presence and motioning for the photographer to stop for a moment.
"Yes, sorry if I'm late, Miss Lee," you bowed to her, after nearly choking on how she'd seen you and how she was (or was not) dressed.
"Not at all, you're actually just on time," she stood up and slowly walked over to stand in front of you, one of her hands resting on your chest and the other on your left arm, moving both from up and down while analyzing your outfit, "now you dress appropriately, nice outfit, boy."
"I'm glad you like it," you giggled nervously at how close she was, maybe you weren't quite used to how imposing she was yet, "nice underwear, by the way, you look amazing."
"Thanks, but you don't have to pretend you weren't looking at my tits while I was walking towards you," you didn't answer, you didn't even realize you had until she told you, "anyway, there's someone you have to meet, remember?" she asked tilting her head to the other side of the room, "Hey, Zuha! Our partner is here."
From behind one of the spotlights a girl just inches taller than Sunmi came out, much more covered than you expected; she was wearing a slightly short jean skirt, a white crop top shirt with the Calvin Klein logo, and black sneakers and white socks with the same logo. You couldn't help but fix your attention on the girl’s unreally gorgeous face and on how perfect her dark shiny hair looked, after that you did focus on the slender figure she had, giving special attention to her incredibly hot abs that managed to hypnotize you in the moment.
"Damn, you really are as handsome as she told me," was the first thing Kazuha said as she stood next to Sunmi and looked you up and down, "Nakamura Kazuha," she held out her hand for you to shake, "And you're... Starboy, huh?"
"My pleasure, yes," you said, shaking her hand and meeting her eyes with a small smile.
"I can call you whatever I want, right?" her look denoted her intentions from the first instance, and you were sure that yours did too.
"I think that depends," you noticed in Kazuha a certain different energy from Sunmi and Tiffany's, a more playful, fun and spicy one, so you decided to take certain liberties, "what do you want to call me, baby?"
Kazuha raised both eyebrows for a second and smiled while biting her lower lip. Something about that she had liked, and you suspected that it was that you called her baby.
"Miss Lee?" Kazuha said without looking at her.
"Yeah?" Sunmi replied.
"I wanna taste him, here and now," that took you by surprise, so you looked at Sunmi somewhat stunned.
"Kazuha, you know that we are in a photo studio, right? There are people here. You’re not even gonna talk with him?" Sunmi asked.
"I don't care! I want to suck his cock before I take him with me all night, we will have a lot of time to talk" she stepped back and cupped both hands to either side of her mouth, "Everyone get out of here right now! We need a moment alone and no one is allowed to enter until I say so!" Kazuha said very loudly, for everyone inside the room to hear.
As soon as Kazuha gave the order, you could see how everyone quickly left the room, including the man you saw sitting a moment ago, who looked at you for a second before leaving. You didn't know what the hell was going on, your mind couldn't assimilate the fact that until less than five minutes ago you had just had your first contact with her and she already wanted to give you head, but maybe you should have expected it.
"God, this girl," Sunmi murmured as she sighed, and then she went to sit cross-legged on the sofa.
"You don't mind, do you?" Kazuha grabbed the collar of your sweater with one finger and moved a dangerous distance to your face, "It'll just be a little… quality test."
"Nah, just choke on that cock if you want," you replied, looking at her lips and then her eyes.
"Yes..." she paused to get a little closer, until almost touching her lips with yours, "Daddy," listening that she called you that way, from so close, and with her deep voice woven in a low sensual murmur, made all your senses activate at the same time and make you completely crazy. There was something in that girl that you couldn't identify, but you had the slight feeling that you were going to become addicted to her.
When Kazuha put her hand on your chest and went down to your pants she found that you already had a hard bulge on it, that among all the sexual tension of the situation you didn’t realize was there, you just had been paying attention to the girl’s cute playful eyes.
"Oh! You're hard already daddy," Kazuha teased you with a false surprise, "I bet you've been horny since you saw Miss Sunmi's tits."
Kazuha squeezed your cock slightly over your pants and began to remove her shirt and skirt, leaving herself in a set of underwear exactly like Sunmi's. Her body was almost as perfect as a Renaissance sculpture, and you took special time to admire her marked and delicious abs, her attractive shoulders and arms, and her long creamy legs.
You would have put your hands on her right then and there, if it weren't for her kneeling in front of you as soon as she knew you had already taken a look at her body in all its fullness. She looked into your eyes with a little mischievous smile, as she began to massage your cock over your pants again, while her other hand was attached to your right thigh.
"Tell me, Miss Lee, how do he like blowjobs?" asked Kazuha without seeing Sunmi, instead concentrating on unbuttoning your pants and lowering your zipper.
"Just suck his cock, brat, no matter how you do it," Sunmi said, without paying too much attention since she was looking at her nails, "he's already crazy about you, anyway he's going to like it."
"Ah yes?" Kazuha teased you, "is daddy so crazy about me that fast? I haven't even done anything..." the girl grabbed her fingers to the curbs of your pants and boxers and lowered them to your knees, thus releasing your hard cock that was now resting on her face, "Yet."
Kazuha took your cock between her fingers and took a moment to analyze every inch of it, she planted a kiss, then two, and then began to plant her lips from your tip to your balls, being down there she stuck out her tongue and put it flat against your balls, to go slowly along your entire length back to your tip. She and you shared stares throughout that moment, even when your cock was locked by her mouth just a few inches after the tip.
You couldn't help but let out the faint sigh that came out of your mouth as Kazuha began to suck a few inches from you, her fingers were wrapped around the base of your cock, and her back was slightly arched so you could see her prominent, firm ass as she sucked more and more inches from your cock until she reached the middle.
"Mmm, Daddy's cock is very, very delicious," she said, licking her lips and masturbating you slowly, then dipping your cock straight back into her wet warm mouth.
This time Kazuha's lips moved a few inches past the middle of your shaft, and with most of your cock now inside her mouth she began to give you a slow, wet, sensual blowjob. She wasn't looking you in the eye anymore, her head movements and body language made it obvious that she was enjoying sucking your cock almost as much as you did.
Her moans of pleasure soon appeared, making your cock vibrate every time she made a sound, you moaned a couple of times out loud, which made Kazuha see you once again in the eyes.
"You're supposed to be her daddy now, fool, act like one," you heard Sunmi speak to your left, you saw her out of the corner of her eye, remembering that she had been watching everything from the beginning.
It was easy for her to say, you had been a simple sub for several days, the word daddy had practically disappeared from your vocabulary at this point. You hadn't acted as the dominant one for a long time, but Kazuha was worth the effort.
"That's a good fucking girl," you gasped as she looked you in the eye, causing her to start pumping her head faster, "do you like daddy's cock, baby?"
"Yes daddy, your cock is so juicy..." she said, pulling you out of her mouth for a moment, "And big... and hard, and tasty."
After she adored your cock between wet kisses and licks, Kazuha put extra effort into her blowjob to make sure you enjoyed it, and not just that you enjoyed it, that it was the best blowjob you had ever been given in your life, which was difficult to achieve considering that her competition was Jeon Heejin herself, but what you did know was that if she kept going that way, moving her head that good and sucking almost all your cock between moans, you were going to cum faster than you wanted.
You were forced to close your eyes and drop your head back, which was also not very useful since Kazuha was no longer holding your cock with her fingers, she was now clinging to your hips, daring to take those last inches of your shaft and start hitting her own throat with each pump. The gag sounds of Kazuha's throat tempted you to open your eyes and watch the lewd scene in front of you, but you wanted to hold on more, just a little longer so you wouldn't look like a weak fool. Unfortunately for you, many times you couldn't take control of your brain, and you involuntarily opened your eyes, encountering the incredibly sexy image of Kazuha choking in your cock and making a mess of saliva on the ground, and that was the bane for you.
Without even telling her or anything you suddenly burst into Kazuha's mouth, she noticed it right away, and pushed her head even further toward the base of your cock, resting her nose on your pubis as you shot all your thick load into her throat. She held you there throughout your orgasm, swallowing as much as she could until she finally pulled you out of her mouth very slowly. When your cock was freed from her lips, she stared into your eyes with eyes full of sensuality and opened her mouth, to show you the thick pool of cum that rested on her tongue. You couldn't say anything because of how amazed you were, and she just closed her mouth, swallowed it, opened it again, and magically your cum was no longer there.
"And tell me daddy... I'm a good girl?" she said, as she wiped your cock with soft, delicate licks.
You were completely stunned and enraptured by such a sensual and charming aura, so much so that it took you a moment to find your words.
"Yes you are, baby, but you must keep showing it," you hesitated for a second, but ended up caressing her cheek with the back of your hand.
"Oh, you don't need to worry about it, daddy, I'll be a good girl all night... Maybe," she chuckled, kissing the tip of your cock and then standing up.
"Are you satisfied, little whore?" asked Sunmi, clearly wanting to get rid of her.
"Oh yes I am, Miss Lee, you have very good tastes," replied Kazuha as she picked up her clothes, you for your part just pulled up your boxer and pants, and stood there not quite knowing what to do after being drained so well.
"Of course I have good tastes, for some reason I am where I am," Sunmi stood up and walked to stand next to you, "you left the ground in a mess, how do you plan to explain it?"
"I don't know and it's not my problem, I want to leave with daddy right now," Kazuha said as she put on her shirt and skirt.
"Huh? Leave?!" Sunmi looked genuinely surprised, and perhaps somewhat annoyed, "God, you're lucky enough pictures of you have already been taken," she sighed, "just get out, and take good care of him."
"Perfect, thank you mommy!" said Kazuha with a radiant smile and a small ankle lift.
Sunmi didn't answer anything, in fact, you could notice that her face turned a little red because of how Kazuha had called her, apparently it wasn't something she was supposed to say in front of you.
"Get the fuck out of here," was all Miss Lee said, earning a laugh from Kazuha, who intertwined her arm with yours and carried you with her to the exit.
"What was that?" you asked, referring to what she had called Sunmi, as the two of you rounded a corner on the way to the elevator.
"Well, let's just say you're not the only one who has something like a... different relationship with Miss Lee," Kazuha held you by the arm tightly, as if she didn't want to let you go, and the happy smile on her face denoted a certain victorious feeling in her.
"You two have...?" you started, before entering the elevator and pressing the button on the ground floor.
"Yes, I've eaten her pussy on more than one occasion, why?" she replied matter-of-factly.
"Oh, sure," you nodded, "nothing, I was just curious about it."
When you arrived on the ground floor of the building you noticed, thanks to the glass doors, that the man in a suit from a few minutes ago was already waiting for you on the sidewalk in front of the entrance.
You passed by the front of Seo Soojin's desk, with whom you stared at each other until you left the building.
"May I ask who he is?" you whispered in Kazuha's ear, seeing the man.
"Oh, Keitaro?" she said loudly, drawing the sturdy man's attention to the two of you, arousing your nerves, "He's my bodyguard, don't worry, his only job is to prevent something bad from happening to me, he's not going to interfere."
"Then he's not going to gouge out my eyes with his thumbs?"
"If my life is in danger because of you, it's the lightest thing he's going to do," she patted you on the chest and made you walk with her to the back doors of the car. A black chrome Toyota Highlander.
Keitaro opened the rear left door for you, and Kazuha let go of your arm to get one foot in the car and get inside, you followed her, and you settled aside while the bodyguard closed the door and then took his place in the driver's seat.
"Keitaro-san, take us to the hotel, alright? I need to get ready for tonight," Kazuha ordered the man, who only nodded before starting the car and setting off through the streets of Seoul.
"I don't know if it's rude to ask, but what are you doing here in Korea?" you asked, and then you took the slight audacity to put your hand on her thigh.
"I'm sick of my father," Kazuha's gaze was set on the shiny advertisements and modern buildings, illuminating her face, "he thinks he can control me like a doll with no mind of my own."
"Did you run away? Don't you think you're getting into big trouble?" she turned to see you.
"Probably, but I don't plan to go back there in a while," she shrugged indifferently.
"And you plan to stay in a hotel all the time?"
"I just arrived, it's temporary," she made a quick move, in which she climbed on your lap and adjusted her thighs to each side of you, "Miss Lee is already helping me get an apartment."
"We'll be closer than I thought, all the time, then," you put both hands on her waist, brushing her soft skin with your fingertips slowly, while Kazuha placed her hands on each side of your neck.
"I hope that's not a bad thing for you, daddy," she joked, a malicious smile slowly forming on her face.
"Not at all," you shook your head, "that will be interesting."
Kazuha did not respond again, instead, she closed the distance between the two of you and found your lips, initiating a slow and passionate kiss which extended all the way to the hotel. Once again you felt that it was different, you had a certain special chemistry with her that you never had with any of your other clients, you didn’t know exactly what it was, but what you could confirm is that with her you felt freer, and less pressured even considering who she was. Maybe it was her energy, or her vibes, or the way she treated you and saw you, Kazuha was different.
You arrived at the hotel faster than you thought, you didn’t know if it was because you had lost track of time inside the kiss or if the road had been short, but the truth was that Keitaro was already looking for a place to park near what seemed to be one of the few 5-star hotels you knew in Seoul: The Shilla.
"My God, how much does a night there cost?" you asked, seeing the bright name of the hotel at the top of the building.
"Not as much as you think, it's cheaper than paying for a night with you, actually," she chuckled.
"Heck, that's how expensive I am?"
"Miss Lee says you're worth every penny, and I believe her," she replied, playing with the collar of your sweater.
"Look on the bright side, maybe after tonight I'll consider no longer charging you for my services," you tried to persuade her, seeking her gaze.
"Ah yes? Interesting..." she nodded slowly, to look into your eyes, "then I'll make sure I'm a good cum dump for daddy," she whispered over your lips.
The only thing you wanted at that precise moment was to take off her clothes and fuck her hard on the thin leather of the seats, but the car stopped.
"You're provoking me more than you should, and it's gonna be a long night for you, brat," you whispered back, before Keitaro turned off the engine and got out of the car.
"Mmm, maybe, but I honestly don't care," she gently bit your lip, and then got off your lap to open the door and get out of the car.
You followed her, and locked the car door for Keitaro to lock them with the key control. Kazuha re-intertwined her arm with yours, and you walked with her inside the building before the main one, which served as a lobby and private restaurant. You were especially struck by the traditional style of the infrastructure, both the style of the roof and the height reminded you of a temple, but with a modern touch thanks to the glass walls.
"Do you want to eat something, daddy? The food here is amazing," Kazuha said as you passed between the long tables, where there were some people having their dinner.
"No thanks, I'm not hungry yet," you replied, watching people eat all kinds of dishes that you sometimes saw only in magazines.
"Are you sure? It will be a long night, if you don’t eat now, I think you should order food while I get ready to leave," as you crossed the entire food area, you reached the portal leading to the main building.
"I almost forgot, where are we supposed to go?" Kazuha let go of your arm and approached the receptionist, you couldn't hear what she said to her, but within seconds she came back with you.
"Itaewon," she replied with a smile on her face as she held your hand and carried you inside the building, "I want to see if it's as wild as people say."
"Well, it certainly is," you nodded, entering the elevator with her, who pressed the button on the top floor, "Huh? Why are we going so high?"
"They must know who my father is, do you seriously think they would let me stay in a common room?" she asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Are you telling me you have the fucking presidential suite of this hotel?" you asked out of naivety.
"Nah," she chuckled, "It was offered to me, but it was too much. I have the deluxe suite, or the Shilla Suite, as they call it."
"Ah... sure."
When you reached the top floor Kazuha took the lead to guide you through the corridors, and finally stopped in front of the suite door, opened it, and pulled you inside with her.
As expected, the suite was anything but modest, on its own it could already be a rentable apartment, in fact. The furniture and walls made a perfect harmony of colors, white, champagne and dark brown, so automatically your eyes felt comfortable. Just entering was the living room, which consisted of two single sofas without armbands, a long white linen sofa, and two coffee tables in between. On the right was a large TV, and after the living room a bookshelf with yellow lights and glass display cases with all kinds of valuables.
"Pretty big for one person, don't you think?" you asked, slowly walking forward as you examined every corner of the place.
"Not really, I like to have enough space," she went ahead of you and passed the portal that divided the living room from the next area of the suite, which was nothing more than a small room prior to what you thought was the main bedroom. There was a marble table with a large sculpture of a turtle in the middle, and to the left a large window showing a beautiful view of Namsan Mountain.
"And don't you think you need some company?" you asked, running your fingers over the turtle's shell as you looked at the mountain.
"So fast you want to be with me all the time, daddy? Don't let it be noticed that I'm driving you crazy," she teased you with a mischievous chuck and a radiant smile on her face as she walked past you to open the bedroom door.
"This little b..." you murmured, and then you couldn't help but smile to yourself before you followed her inside.
The bedroom had nothing to envy to the living room as far as good design was concerned, it was just as impressive and big, and the bed looked like a place where you lay down to sleep 18 hours straight.
When you walked in Kazuha was already undressing, and you knew perfectly well that she had taken off her skirt with her back to the door just because she knew you were going to pass by in a matter of seconds, and so it was, so you got a perfect view of her gorgeous firm ass.
"Hey, don't be a peeping daddy," she said, looking over her shoulder with her back still crouching, prompting you to keep seeing her ass for a few seconds before standing up again and getting into the bathroom.
At this point that girl was doing her best to get you out of your boxes, but for now your patience, and especially your willpower, were prevailing over your desire to rip off those stupid panties and fuck her prone bone against the mattress.
You had no choice but to sit on the edge of the bed, lean back to rest your hands on the mattress and let out a sigh, seriously thinking about what to do while Kazuha was in the bathroom, you heard the sound of the shower a few seconds later, so she was not going to come out for the next few minutes nearby. You slowly gave in to boredom, so you just lay on the soft mattress and pulled out your phone to scroll Instagram while waiting.
You didn't know exactly how much time had passed, but you spent a while watching your phone screen until you heard the bathroom door open. Kazuha came out wrapped in a rather short towel, which covered only what was necessary, and once again you were mesmerized by the sensual shape of her body. She noticed you immediately, and climbed onto the bed to lie beside you, her head resting on her hand and her elbow.
"Did you miss me, Daddy?" she asked, seeing you with a playful little smile.
Before you could formulate an answer, you couldn't help but notice that in that position her towel had been lifted to almost her waist, so her buttocks were exposed and at your disposal. You couldn't see her intimate part, but if only she had turned a little, you would have been able to see that too.
"Nah, you didn't take that long," you teased her, with a small smile on your face as you looked at the ceiling.
"Oh come on!" she whimpered, "it took me half an hour, how is it possible that you didn't miss me?" she climbed on top of you and took the phone out of your hands so that you would put all your attention on her.
Kazuha completely caught you with her thighs, and you couldn't and didn't want to do anything about it. Her towel went up even more, and now her naked ass was totally exposed to you, that combined with feeling her pussy pressed against your crotch over the fabric, began to make the blood flow to your bulge.
"And why should I miss you so much, brat?" you raised an eyebrow, "do you think I have no other things to distract myself with?"
"Because I'm the only daddy's baby girl..." while saying that Kazuha brought two fingers to the fold of her towel on her chest, and slowly untangled it until she fell from her body to yours, showing you her pair of modest but incredibly sexy tits, "right?"
Your eyes almost popped out of your sockets when you saw Kazuha's completely naked body on top of you, a smile formed on your face, and when you finished scrutinizing every visible corner of her, you took a handful of her hair and pulled her towards you, so that her chest was flat against yours. Your faces inches from each other.
"I warn you, little whore, you don't want to provoke me any more than you already are," you said quietly, alternating your gaze between her lips and her eyes.
"And why not? I just want to make sure Daddy has eyes just for me," even though you were gripping her hair tightly, Kazuha managed to crack a smile full of mischief.
"I have eyes only for you right now, but you're behaving like a spoiled fucking whore," in a sharp move you turned the tables, and now you were on top of her, with a grip that had gone from being in her hair to being on her neck, not strong enough for choke her but to keep her in place. Kazuha continued with that little malicious smile, with her hand on your wrist, "don’t worry, I’m not one of those who deny their girl what she wants, but you should know that everything you are looking for right now, is gonna be returned to you, multiplied by a thousand."
"That means daddy will really make me his cum dump?" she asked with a mischievous little brow lift, as she lifted her hips and brushed your crotch with her leg.
You watched her in complete silence for a few short seconds, until you got off top of her and got out of bed to stand by the edge of it.
"Undress me, little whore," you ordered, endowing yourself with unexplored dominant abilities. Kazuha turned her neck and stared at you for a few seconds while she was still lying down, biting her lower lip and then looking down at the bulge in your pants.
"Yes daddy," she replied with a small smirk.
Kazuha got up, crawled towards you, and then knelt up to be at the height of your face; the girl took your sweater out of your pants while you took off your watch and left it on the bedside table next to the bed; it didn't take long for your sweater to be out of your torso, so Kazuha concentrated on unbuttoning your pants and pulling them down with everything and boxers to your ankles, where you completed the work by getting out of your shoes and then the clothes. Now both you and she were completely naked in front of each other. You took a moment to see Kazuha's perfect body again, making a small stop at her pretty, shaved pussy.
"Mmm, I think I want to have some fun first," you said, then you put two fingers in your mouth, filled them with saliva and brought them to her slit, slowly sliding them back and forth. Kazuha made the attempt to take your cock with her hand, but you quickly stopped it with a slap on her wrist, "Oh hell no. You don't have permission to grab Daddy's cock yet."
"B-but, I want to feel daddy's cock!" she whimpered, her face somewhat reddish as you started rubbing her pussy with your fingers, "I-t's not f-fair, ah..." the moans came out of her mouth alone, and as much as she wanted to keep complaining like the brat she was, the first finger you inserted inside her completely collapsed her desire to win.
Kazuha's knees became somewhat weak as you inserted the second finger inside her, so you took the opportunity to push her and make her fall on her back on the mattress, legs wide open without even asking her. You noticed from how she had her legs open that her flexibility was quite out of the ordinary, and you wanted to test it later. For now, you concentrated on kneeling right next to her, your throbbing cock floating inches above her face; you spread her legs even wider, and put your two fingers back inside her, moving them slowly at first because of how tight she felt.
"Suck that cock, baby," Kazuha didn't even think twice, she obeyed your command immediately and caught the tip of your cock with her mouth, sucking a few inches until she reached the middle of your shaft, where she began to pump her head at a considerable pace, "that's a good girl," you congratulated her, noticing that she hadn’t used her hands.
Her only response was to let out a small moan around your cock, to which you responded back by moving your wrist faster, your fingers completely going in and out of her pussy. You let Kazuha keep sucking your cock freely for a few more long seconds, her face was distorted with pleasure, the main point being her frowning eyebrows and blushed cheeks as she left your cock full of saliva with each pump. You continued fingering her as fast as your wrist allowed, causing your palm to continually bump into her pubis.
"Alright, that's enough brat," you stopped her, earning you a dismayed look from her, which soon turned into one of slight surprise when you started moving your hips and fucking her mouth. Your left hand went to her head, grabbing a handful of her hair and grabbing it tightly to thrust hard against her mouth.
The tip of your cock began to hit her throat with each thrust, that together with how her pussy was fucked by your fingers transformed her into a trembling mess, and when you least expected it, she turned away from your cock to let out a loud moan and succumb to her peak of pleasure. The walls of her pussy almost suffocated your fingers, which were now pumping at a slower pace as she passed her orgasm. Her legs also closed tightly, trapping your wrist for a few long seconds until her thighs relaxed.
"I'm not done with you yet, baby girl," Kazuha's body was almost asleep due to her recent orgasm, so it was easy for you to settle between her legs, hold her ankles in the air and throw them all the way back, just as you supposed, that girl was fucking flexible, and it was demonstrated by how her two ankles were now on either side of her head as if it were the most natural pose, "Be a good girl and hold your legs there, understood?"
Kazuha gulped and nodded repeatedly as she held her legs with her arms, a lust-filled look that cried out for you to fuck her.
Your cock was already lubricated by her saliva, and her pussy was already soaked for quite a while, it was enough to rub your tip a couple of times in her slit, from top to bottom, and press forward little by little, letting her tight pussy and soft folds swallow your entire shaft, slowly, inch by inch, until you were completely inside her. A coordinated moan flooded the room, she for feeling how you filled every corner of her hole, and you for feeling how exaggeratedly tight yet soft her pussy felt, it was a difficult feeling to assimilate, but if it had been possible to put your balls also inside her, you would have done it.
You rested both your hands on the mattress on either side of her hips and leaned forward so that your face was floating above Kazuha's. She continually looked into your crotches, but when she fixed her gaze with yours was when you started pumping in and out of her wet pussy, forcing her not to look away from you for a second.
You were kind of delicate with her at first because you wanted to feel carefully the soft texture of her pussy walls and how they tightened around your axis, but the desire to give that little whore what she deserved was stronger than you. You started ramming down harder and harder, eliciting loud moans from Kazuha, who kept holding her legs with hardly any signs of weakness.
"Oh god, oh god! Your cock feels amazing daddy! So fucking amazing!" Kazuha yelled, digging her nails into her own legs as you fucked her now with all the strength you had.
"Would you like daddy to fill you up, huh?" you teased her, seeing her faint eyes, "I bet you're wanting to feel all my thick cum paint your walls."
"Fuck yes! I need so much daddy, please, please!" she pleaded between whining of pleasure.
A small drop of sweat fell down your temple and fell on Kazuha's neck, you were fucking her impetuously, pumping up and down against her pussy, your cock going in and out completely. You wanted to keep fucking her while you saw her beautiful and sensual face, but you needed a new position that you were waiting for a while.
You quickly came out from inside her and made her legs let go, then held her by the waist and made her lie face down, with her chest and stomach flat against the mattress. You re-entered her pussy, but this time in a prone bone position that allowed you to enjoy her firm ass, which you gave a couple of strong spanks before holding her by the waist and starting your thrusts again.
Kazuha plunged her face into the mattress and clung tightly to the sheets, crumpling her fingers and pulling them almost out of the edges of the bed. You supported the entire weight of your arms against her waist and lower back through your fingers, you were holding her tightly, comparable to the force with which you were pounding her pussy over and over again.
"I'm gonna... ah! I'm gonna cum again daddy, fuck! I'm gonna cum on that delicious fucking cock!" Kazuha groaned loudly, separating her face from the mattress for a moment to see you over her shoulder.
"Then fucking cum, you fucking whore," you kept your left hand on Kazuha's waist, but the right went straight to her hair to pull it back hard, causing the girl to explode with pleasure once more.
Kazuha's body shuddered amid intense spasms, and she plunged her face back into the mattress to drown out her moans, almost screams, of pleasure. You didn't give her any rest time, in fact, what you did was make her lift her butt high enough to turn it into a makeshift doggystyle. You had to hold her tightly, otherwise, it would have been impossible for her to stay in that position by herself for the first few seconds, but wanting to show you how good girl she was, you had to make no effort but to keep fucking her with the intensity of a sex machine, since she did everything possible to support herself.
"Please cum daddy, I need it so, so bad," Kazuha's pleas already sounded muffled, as if the energy inside her had been drained from inside her with a vacuum cleaner, "give all your load to your little baby girl, just cum already daddy, please!"
You would have lasted only a little longer, but Kazuha's pretty and desperate pleas managed to break your psyche. Your two hands went to her ass to squeeze the flesh of her buttocks between your fingers, you kept fucking her with all your strength, and finally after a few seconds, you exploded inside the tight pussy of a beautiful Japanese girl.
"Oh fuck yes... yes!" she let out a deep, long moan, "Ahhh ffffffuck," Kazuha growled as she watched you bite her lip, feeling you deposit all your cum inside her, it was several thick jets, and you didn't stop until the last drop of your load had come out of your cock.
You stayed inside her pussy for a few long seconds, taking a moment to enjoy that feeling for a little longer before you stepped out and let your cum fall free from her hole to the mattress. As you let your load drip from her pussy you leaned towards her, to bring your mouth closer to her ear.
"Good girl," you whispered, "you'll be a very cute cum dump," then you kissed her on the cheek, and she turned to get you to kiss her lips too.
You lay down next to her only to wrap your arms around her body and snuggle her up against you as you shared a deep kiss. Once again, while kissing her you had lost a little track of time and space, you had almost forgotten that you were in an expensive hotel room with a girl you had just met 2 hours ago, but you didn’t feel that way, you felt that you were kissing a person you had known for years.
"Daddy..." she murmured, breaking the kiss, "you're so... cute," Kazuha looked into your eyes, and you looked back at her, meeting a pair of pretty, glowing orbs that looked at you like you were a precious treasure. You were speechless for a moment, not knowing exactly what was happening at that moment, but you had to say the first thing that came to mind.
"Uh… you too, baby, a lot," you muttered back, and before you even knew it, you had given her a stupid smile.
Kazuha smiled from ear to ear, and despite it being night, you felt like the sun had risen again in the form of a person because of how radiant and beautiful her smile was. The next thing she did was kiss you again, but this time more briefly to separate from you and sit on the bed. What the fuck had happened?
"God, we have to order the sheets to be changed," she said nonchalantly looking at the cum where it had landed.
"We'll do it when we leave, go get ready, baby," you ordered her in a low, meek voice, caressing her lower back with your fingertips.
"Yes daddy!" she answered, remembering with some happiness that you had a destination to go to. She got out of bed as quickly as possible, but when she got to her feet to try to walk to her suitcase, her legs gave out and she wobbled so badly that she had to hold on to the wall to keep from falling. You could only hold back your laughter, turning it into a nasal laugh, "Ah fuck," she cursed under her breath.
"Everything alright baby?" you teased her, with a smile.
"No, I think definitely not, Daddy fucked me so hard now my legs are weak," she giggled too, and then was finally able to walk over to her suitcase.
She took all the clothes she was going to wear from her suitcase, a small handbag that you assumed was makeup, a hair straightener and went back to the bathroom. You took advantage of the moment to also get going and get dressed again, you didn't feel very comfortable putting on the same outfit again, but unfortunately you didn't have much choice.
Kazuha spent another hour and a half in the bathroom, of which you took about 20 minutes to take a nap, but when she finally came out you were sitting on the edge of the bed watching a show on the bedroom TV, and you couldn't to do anything other than raise both eyebrows and leave your mouth agape in astonishment.
Kazuha was wearing an outfit that only highlighted how fucking sexy and beautiful she was, she was wearing a black top that exposed her midriff, clavicle and shoulders, surrounded by four black leather belts, each with different buckles; gray jeans and completely black sneakers. Her chocolate-colored hair was perfectly ironed, and her face with a not too heavy makeup that highlighted her pretty eyes and lips.
"Well? How do I look daddy?" she asked, extending both arms out to the sides of her to do a few turns on herself.
"Outrageously beautiful, baby," you walked over to her and cupped her face with both hands to give her a couple of kisses on the lips, "Hey, you've got a nice set of shoulders, plus I could wash clothes on your abs, you do sport?"
"Oh Daddy" Kazuha giggled, "No, no. I like to go to the gym in my spare time, oh, and I did ballet until I was 17."
"Well, that explains everything."
"Aham," she placed her hands on your chest, "so you could literally fuck me standing with one leg on my shoulder."
"Don't give me ideas," you warned her, but you also thought of all the possibilities, each one hotter than the last.
"You asked first," she gave you a peck on the chin, and then pulled away from her, "let's go daddy, we have a long night ahead of us."
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Just as you'd expect on a Saturday night, the place you and Kazuha had chosen while walking through Itaewon was full of people. The deafening sound of music was all that hit your ears as soon as you walked in, but you immediately noticed an incredible atmosphere as you made your way through the crowd and Kazuha began to move her body to the rhythm of Lady Gaga's Judas. You had paid for a pair of VIP bracelets, which allowed you access to the exclusive area and open bar for all drinks and cocktails throughout the night, but Kazuha had told you that the first thing she wanted to do when you arrived was dance.
And there you were. Kazuha had a bright smile on her face as she began to get carried away by the music. You, in order not to stand still like an idiot, also began to dance subtly, but your only purpose was to see her. She moved her body hypnotically, with hips that could kill anyone with just one movement, at a certain moment she closed her eyes to immerse herself even more in the mood, a moment that you used to stand behind her and place your hands on her waist, Kazuha opened her eyes, turned for a second to give you a smile and continued dancing, this time with her back against your chest.
There came a time for you when you didn't even pay attention to what song was playing, you were so enthralled and caught up in Kazuha's flirtatious aura that keeping up with the music and her body was your only concern. If it wasn't for her stopping in the first place, you would have stayed there with her for quite a while longer.
"Daddy, can you take me to the bar? I want a drink," she said in your ear after turning around.
"Of course, baby, come on," you took her hand and pushed your way once more through the crowd until you reached the semicircle-shaped bar, where more than one bartender was working on various drinks for people who were waiting.
"Hi!" Kazuha greeted one of the workers, "I want a martini and…" she stared at you as she waited for your response.
"A mojito is fine with me, thanks," you nodded, sitting down on one of the empty stools, where you pulled Kazuha towards you and wrapped your arms around her waist, "Well? What do you think?" you asked in her ear.
"Is incredible!" she said with special emotion while looking at the place and then up, where the exclusive box for the place was, the lights looked different there, and you noticed, obviously, less concentration of people, "I'm certainly not disappointed!"
"I'm glad to hear it, I knew I hadn't chosen a bad place," you gave her a little kiss on the neck, and then she turned her face to kiss you for a few long seconds until the drinks were served to you.
You and Kazuha picked up the glasses and sipped your respective drinks, Kazuha raised both eyebrows and smirked when she tasted it, denoting that she had loved it. You weren't very used to drinking white rum, but the taste burned your throat quite pleasantly.
"Gosh, it's delicious!" Kazuha said, looking at her cocktail, before downing the rest in one gulp and leaving you with both eyebrows raised.
"Hey hey! What the fuck?!" your eyes were wide open, you certainly didn't expect that.
"What? I can order whatever I want all night, it's not a problem," as expected, she had her face scrunched up as the alcohol ignited her body.
"And if you want to enjoy the night in a satisfying way, I recommend that you don't use a martini as a shot," you warned her, and then you took a normal sip from your mojito glass.
"I don't promise you anything, sorry Daddy!" she wailed in the most false way possible, "another one please!" she told the bartender. You sighed, concentrating on not losing your temper.
"Listen to me, you damn brat," you grabbed her arm, not too hard, just for her to pay attention to you, "you're going to do what I tell you, you're not in charge here."
"Hmm, or what?" she teased you, cocking her head.
"It's just a warning, it's your problem if you want to accept it or not," you squeezed her arm a little harder and then released it.
"Let's go upstairs daddy!" she said when she got her drink.
She strode away from you and into the crowd, taking you so by surprise that you literally ran to chase her up the stairs to the upper box. You had to grab her wrist a lot harder for her to wait for you.
When you got to the upper box, the first thing that caught your attention was the great difference in activities that were taking place there, apparently the limitations or rules were not something that existed there for some reason, there were people doing all kinds of crazy things, from the slightest thing like drinking straight from a vodka bottle until receiving lap dances that weren’t subtle at all.
"Damn, I kinda like this place even more," Kazuha said, biting her lip and then giggling.
She took your hand and walked in front of you while you looked for a completely empty sofa, curiously you found one that was perfect, in a corner, away from the spotlight. They were leather sofas in the shape of a semicircle, with a round table backlit with white lights right in the middle. Kazuha let you sit down first, that way she could get to you and sit on your right leg.
"There must be some major motherfucker up here, otherwise I don't know how that guy could be getting a lap dance from a topless girl and not being warned or something," you said glaring, then taking a sip of the mojito.
"Looks like they're having a great time," Kazuha replied, settling her ass a little closer to your lap, "seems like something I'd do," she took a long sip from her glass, leaving it half empty.
"But something you clearly won't do, right?"
"Of course not daddy! At least for now, we'll see… maybe I'll just have my pants off," she laughed, taking another sip of the martini.
"Is the alcohol making you more rebellious than usual or what? It hasn't even been 10 minutes since you started drinking and you're already acting like a brat."
"I'm not being a brat..." she sat on her side and put her two legs up on yours, "I'm actually, a brat," she brought her face closer to yours, "and not just a brat, I'm daddy's brat," she bit your lip a little harder than usual, then drank the rest of her martini right in front of your face.
"This little bitch... I can't believe it," you whispered, that had been fucking hot, but still your blood began to boil a little, both from the annoyance and from the alcohol. Kazuha began to move her upper body slightly, following the rhythm of the music as she waited for a waiter to arrive to order another drink. You kept drinking from the same glass, which was barely half full.
As time passed and the alcohol took its toll on her, Kazuha began to feel more and more liberated, she was in constant contact with you at all times, so you noticed how hot her body was due to the liqueur.
"Daddy, come dance with me," Kazuha was no longer grinning from ear to ear at all times, now she was more serious, with a lustful look on her eyes and flushed cheeks. She wasn’t drunk, she was at that precise point where you felt all your senses sharpen.
She made you wrap your arms around her waist, while she placed a hand on the back of your neck so that you would stay close to her neck at all times, that is how she began to guide you through the music with sensual and marked movements, focusing more in making you enjoy her body than the dance itself. Her ass was constantly rubbing against your crotch, and inevitably your cock began to get hard. Kazuha noticed this, and gripped your neck a bit more tightly, turning her face around and giving you a mischievous smile before sliding a hand between her back and your chest to give your bulge a firm squeeze.
"Hey!" you jumped, grabbing her wrist, "we're in a public place," you said in her ear.
"And?" she teased, then continued squeezing your cock over your pants.
"And you can't do this here, control yourself!" you stopped her a second time, to which she stopped dancing and turned to face you.
"But I'm very horny right now! I want daddy to fuck me," you noticed a certain demanding tone in her voice, which didn't help much in not losing your temper.
"I'm not going to give you what you want, and I'm not going to let you boss me around like that, you damn bitch," you warned her with a frown and a tight grip on her wrist.
"Then I guess I'll have to find another man to give me what I want, bye Daddy!" she broke free of your grasp and began to walk away from you. That was the limit for you.
"Come here you damn brat!" you snarled, catching up with her in just one stride. You were incredibly angry at the time, so much so that when you reached up and grabbed her wrist, you yanked her hard towards you like she was a rag doll. That made her moan, "You're fucking mine, do you understand? My fucking property," you said as you grabbed her chin hard, seized with a combination of jealousy and anger.
"Yes daddy, but you don't want to fuck me..." she moaned, completely surrendering to you, "and this tight pussy needs something to fill it badly."
"Let's go to the fucking bathroom. Now," you ordered, and then pulled her with you by the wrist.
You didn't even know where the hell the bathroom was, but you were letting yourself be so carried away by your impulses that after a few seconds walking you finally reached the bathroom, you didn't even notice if you had entered the men's or women's, you only knew that when you entered there was absolutely no one in there.
You roughly shoved Kazuha forward of her, causing her to fall to the bathroom floor in front of the long sink block made of black marble. You quickly closed the distance between you and her to get her back on her feet, pushing her back and turning her around so she could see herself and you in the mirror, which ran the entire length of the block horizontally.
"Stay fucking still," you growled looking at her in the mirror, her hair was a bit disheveled, but her face, especially her gaze, screamed to completely destroy her.
Your hands encircled her waist and unbuttoned her pants, lowered her zipper and without hesitating for a moment, pulled both her pants and her balenciaga panties down to her knees, from where they ended up falling to her ankles. She gasped, and pulled out of both garments to kick them to the side. You gave one of her buttocks a strong spank that resounded throughout the bathroom, Kazuha moaned, and when you made sure that your hand had been marked on her skin, you fell to your knees right in front of her ass, you spread both buttocks with your hands. hands and plunged your mouth directly into her pussy.
"Oh fuck!" Kazuha moaned loudly, as you started to eat her pussy from behind.
You didn't want to do it for a long time, but the taste of her folds, your hunger to make her yours and her sensual moans made you spend more than a minute eating her pussy like a gourmet dinner. You ran your tongue up and down her slit repeatedly, stopping from time to time to insert a bit of your tongue inside her, which drove her crazy, bending her knees and pushing even more against your face.
You kept eating her pussy for a few more seconds, but you noticed that her ass needed some attention that it hadn't been receiving until now, that's why your tongue went from lubricating her pussy to eating her ass.
"Daddy! Ah! That feels… ah fuck! Weird..." and she was right, it was strange for her at first, but as your tongue, along with your fingers, continued to play with her ass, the more she enjoyed it.
When you considered that she had had enough, you stood up again and quickly unbuttoned your pants, then lowered them with your boxers to your ankles. You felt a rush of adrenaline at that moment, anyone could walk in at that precise moment and see you with your rock hard cock behind Kazuha, but that only made everything more attractive and sexy for you.
Just to make sure you spit on your own cock and lubed it up well, before bending your knees slightly and rubbing your tip up and down over her slit, you saw her through the mirror, meeting pleading eyes and a mouth parted with gasps, and not wanting to waste much more time, you lined up with her and maked just a one hard thrust, your cock disappearing into her tight, wet pussy.
"Holy ffffuck!" Kazuha snarled, dropping her head forward and clinging tightly to the edge of the sink block. A moan escaped your mouth as well, feeling a dance of hot sensations run through your body as you once again felt the silky, tight walls of her pussy engulf your entire length.
Your hands went to her waist, your fingers firmly squeezing her meat when you began to fuck her with all the energy and desire to give her what she deserved. Kazuha immediately began to squeal with pleasure as your pelvis crashed aggressively against her ass with each of your thrusts.
"You're fucking mine, is that clear to you, you fucking brat?" you asked in a raspy voice, taking one of your hands to her hair to pull it back and make her arch her back until it almost brushed against your chest.
"Yes daddy, I'm sooo fucking yours!" she answered you between loud moans that, to your relief, absolutely no one could hear, "I'm daddy's little whore, only daddy's!"
"Then you're going to stop acting like a fucking spoiled bitch!" you grunted and then released her hair with a sharp shove, which caused her to lay her stomach flat on the shiny surface.
You took advantage of her new position to grab her left leg and bring her knee up onto the sink block, giving you a better angle to continue hammering her pussy furiously. Kazuha's moans turned into screams and deep growls that you could feel ripping in her throat, she enjoyed being used as a little sex toy with which to vent your anger, and most of all feeling your cock slamming deep inside her.
You gave her ass a couple more spanks, each one hard enough to leave a mark that wouldn't go away for hours. Both of her buttocks were already red, but that wasn't enough to let her know who was in charge.
You left her pussy, and in one quick movement you turned her around again to grab her by the waist, lift her to the sink block and spread her legs wide to get back inside her. Your gaze met hers, and despite the fact that you wanted to kiss those pretty parted lips, you knew that the right thing to do was not to give in to her charms.
A break was the last thing you wanted to give her, but you were also sure she didn't want something like that. You continued fucking her as if your life depended on it, your bodies became sweaty, and in the middle of your thrusts some drops fell on her perfect and toned abdomen. Kazuha kept moaning like crazy, but you decided to shut her up in a very simple way; both of your hands went straight to her neck, you wrapped your fingers around it and squeezed hard, cutting off any sound coming from her throat, and her breath.
And as if that were some kind of special switch, as soon as your fingers pressed against her throat, Kazuha growled from deep inside her in an intense explosion of pleasure that made her tremble; the tight walls of her pussy nearly crushed your cock due to the strong orgasm she was having, but you didn't give a shit, you just kept fucking her hard through her ecstasy.
"That's right, cum for Daddy and Daddy only, fucking slut," on an impulse you slapped her hard with your right hand, and you would have regretted it right away, but that only made Kazuha squeal and growl even louder, then you noticed that she wanted to say something, so you eased your grip on her neck.
"Please cum inside your little princess daddy," she begged, looking into your eyes, with hair in her face and a few strands sticking to her forehead due to sweat, "Use my pussy however you please! I'm just daddy's cum dump!"
After saying that Kazuha wrapped her legs around your torso, trapping you tightly and pulling you closer to her, that made it much more difficult for you to hold on much longer. You didn't continue to choke her, instead you reached up to the nape of her neck and pulled her hair again, exposing her long, sweaty neck for you to kiss and lick as you gave the last few thrusts before exploding inside her pussy.
Normally you would never have moaned as loudly as you did at that moment, but all the sensations combined were extremely overstimulating for you. You bit into her neck, and then her shoulder, while shooting multiple thick strips of cum onto the walls of her pussy. Kazuha accompanied you with more high moans, which harmonized with yours and made you completely surrender to her. Her thighs tightened on each side of your torso, not letting you go under any circumstances until you left absolutely all your seed inside her.
It took a few slow pumps until your own orgasm passed, you squeezed your eyes shut, and let your head fall forward to rest your forehead on her shoulder. Both of you were breathing hard, as if you had run a marathon, her hair, which had been perfectly ironed before, was now ruined, and even her top was somewhat out of place, crooked on the right side. You stayed inside her for a few long seconds while you both rested, and when you regained your composure, you straightened up and slowly pulled your cock out from between her folds, letting a thick river of hot load spill out from inside her.
"You came a lot this time Daddy..." Kazuha sighed, biting her lip and then using two of her fingers to scoop up some of your cum from her pussy to take directly into her mouth to swallow, "was I a good girl?"
"No, you were anything but that, but you're lucky you drive me crazy," you grabbed her chin, and placed a small kiss on her lips.
"Oh yeah?" she raised an amused eyebrow, knowing that now she could do literally anything without you punishing her for it.
"I don't even know why I open my mouth," you sighed, shaking your head. It was at that moment that you remembered where you were, "Oh shit! We're fucking lucky, get dressed quickly!"
You helped her down from the sink block and then handed over her clothes. You both dressed and got ready as fast as you could, fearing for the first time that someone would walk in and see you both there together. Kazuha took some extra time to make her hair look halfway decent, and she certainly did, but she still looked like she'd been rolled down a hill.
"Fuck, we didn't clean that up," you said, looking at the pool of cum in the sink that dripped onto the floor.
"Never mind! Someone else will clean it up, let's just get out of here," once again, and as if nothing had happened, Kazuha was the one who took your hand and pulled you out of the bathroom.
To your surprise, everything was still exactly the same up there, no one had noticed your presence, and apparently they had not realized that you had been there for a long time, but before you continued walking you stopped when you remembered something. Heejin.
"Baby, go sit down, I need to send a message," you gave Kazuha a small kiss on the temple, and then another on her lips, "I won't be long."
"Yes daddy! I'll be waiting for you," she complied, walking away from you with little totters.
You took out your phone, entering Heejin's chat.
When you finished sending the messages you put your phone back in your pocket, and walked to meet Kazuha again. You didn't want to think about it too much, but you had the feeling that everything was going in a direction that you hadn't thought of from the beginning. You had definitely felt a connection with Kazuha, and you had all kinds of worries about it, but for your own sake and hers you decided to suppress those thoughts, and just dedicated yourself to enjoying the rest of the night with her.
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Spren Notes:
I have nothing to say, honestly just excuse me for making y'all wait so long for this shit lol. Notably, I didn't realize I'd written 3 different smut scenes until I did, wow, I really got carried away by this girl. Anyway, thank you all so much for reading!
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ZARA MY LOVE MWAH SENDING THROUGH A REQUEST WOOOOOOO 😚😚😚
please give me spencer reid crumbs 🤲 maybe him seeing reader in a fancy dress for the first time 👀 and he’s like 😃 because she’s so pretty 🥴 and he’s been rendered speechless because oh my god that’s his girlfriend????? ARE YOU FEELING ME 😩😩
I FEEL YOU MA'AM!!! AND I GOTCHUUU DON'T WORRYYY 🫶🫶🫶 (y'all better thank avis the loml for sending in this request bcs this turned out better than I expected if I do say so myself 👀)
Warning(s): fem!reader, profanities, spencer being head over heels in love with his gf, kinda suggestive towards the end so pls minors just be mindful
This blurb was written as a part of the "Zara's Birthday Bash and Road to 1K" celebration.
Zara's Birthday Bash and Road to 1K Masterlist / Criminal Minds Masterlist
"Are you laughing at me?"
"No one is laughing!"
"Right. You're saying that wasn't a snort that I just heard?"
"I just think you're being unreasonable."
"Unrea—? I'm not being unreasonable! Don't call me unreasonable!"
Spencer sighed out loud as he turned the car towards a quiet street, his eyes never straying off the road even if 90% of his attention had been domineered by your distressed voice resonating out of his speaker phone for the past fifteen minutes. Something crashed on the other end of the line, and Spencer nearly pressed his right foot all the way down on the brake pedal as he glanced worriedly at the device on the passenger's seat.
"Sweetheart? Everything okay over there?"
"Everything's fine! I'm okay, I'm okay!"
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah, I'm just—fuck. I bumped into some stuff. It's not a big deal."
"(Y/N)—" Spencer called out softly, "—why don't you take a deep breath for me, my love?"
"Spencer—"
"Just humor me, okay?" There was a lengthy pause before he heard you take several deep breaths through the phone. "Feel better now?"
"Maybe. A little bit. Yeah."
"Good." Spencer smiled, slowing his car down to a stop as he stared at the familiar building outside the window. "Because I'm pulling up to your place right now."
"What?!"
After a full more minute of you cursing the living daylights out of him, Spencer ended the call and grabbed the bouquet of flowers from the backseat before walking all the way up to your apartment on the third floor. The three-piece suit he donned felt stiff against his body. Nevertheless, it was the fanciest thing he owned in his closet, thus uncomfortable as he was, Spencer thought he'd endure it tonight for Rossi's sake.
It was a memorable night in the BAU's history, considering Rossi had just finished the first book he ever wrote after rejoining the team and was throwing a party to celebrate its launch. "It's a whole shindig," Rossi had announced. "Everyone's invited, so dress to impress. Don't forget to bring that lovely girl of yours, Reid."
You had only met the team once by this point—an accidental encounter that barely lasted ten minutes after you and your friends stumbled into the same restaurant where Spencer and his team just happened to be dining in—and Spencer couldn't be more ecstatic at the prospect of you finally getting to know his second family even closer. The invitation was merely an implied gesture that confirmed what Spencer already knew to be true: the team approved of you. They loved you.
Yet, as he extended the invite to you two weeks ago, Spencer was surprised to see you panic instead of the unadulterated joy that he had expected to witness when he went to deliver the news.
"Two weeks, you said? The party is in two weeks? Two weeks? I have nothing to wear!"
You had been freaking out over the party every single day since then. Upon further inspection, Spencer finally realized that this behavior stemmed from your fear of not being accepted by the team, which was illogical since Spencer had stated very clearly about how much they adored you.
"I didn't have the chance to prepare for a good first impression, Spencer. So whatever happens, everything has to be perfect for Rossi's party," you had reasoned.
Hence, Spencer could only watch you from the sideline as you ran around in a frenzy for the past couple of weeks. He listened patiently to each one of your manic ramblings and gave you reassurances whenever you needed it. Before he left for your place that night, he made sure to stop by his usual florist to purchase a big bouquet of your favorite flowers, hoping that the vibrant arrangement could offer some repose to your restlessness.
A couple of minutes later, Spencer found himself coming face to face with the view of a familiar door. His grip around the bouquet tightened as he knocked on the wood three times.
"Coming!" you exclaimed from inside the apartment.
When the door finally swung open, Spencer nearly collapsed as he felt the air being knocked completely out of his lungs.
Spencer realized, then, that in the ten months the two of you had been together, there had never been any special occasion where the two of you were required to dress to the nines. And as lovely as you always looked in Spencer's eyes, nothing could have prepared him for the sight of you standing in a luxurious dress, all dolled-up like the epitome of timeless beauty whose fairness they used to sing about back in the old days.
The material of the dress flowed and hugged your body in all the right places, giving Spencer a calculated peek to the vast skin underneath that he had mapped out countlessly in the past. The dress itself came in a color that complimented the natural gleam of your skintone. You looked radiant as you stood there with the dress and your makeup perfectly in place. Still, as stunning as you were at that moment, Spencer knew that the dress wouldn't be as captivating as it was had it been any other person wearing it instead of you.
"Spencer." The sound of his name in your enthralling voice brought Spencer back out of his stupor. "Can you wait a minute? I need to find my purse. I swear, I put it somewhere around here. And shoes! Shit. I haven't chosen what shoes to wear."
You flew around the apartment with the most anxious elegance Spencer had ever seen in a person. He wordlessly walked into the threshold and kicked the door shut behind him. You reappeared in front of Spencer barely five minutes later, holding a matching purse in your hand and standing four inches taller courtesy to the heels you were wearing.
"Okay, I'm ready!" you announced. "Spencer? Why are you looking at me like that? What, do I have something on my face? Crap, is it my lipstick?!"
Spencer stepped closer as you began rummaging through the tiny purse you were carrying. He gripped your wrist in his hand, stopping your ministrastions until you finally looked up at him.
"You look beautiful," Spencer admitted in a breathless murmur. "So gorgeous."
Without a word of warning, Spencer used his free hand to pull you closer by the waist, connecting his desperate lips with your sweet ones. You yelped against him before melting completely into his embrace, letting his tongue dominate your own as your delight erupted in a series of muffled whimpers. It felt as if hours had passed—your legs threatening to turn into jelly underneath you—when Spencer eventually pulled away, resting his forehead on top of yours as the two you tried to catch your breath.
"You have lipstick on your face." You laughed, wiping the reddish stain around Spencer's lips as your boyfriend chuckled wholeheartedly. "Not that I didn't appreciate the passionate display of affection, darling, but what was that for?"
"Nothing. I just love you so much."
"Uh-huh." You raised a pair of unimpressed eyebrows at him, your lips curving up one degree further when you saw what he was holding in his hand. "Is this for me?"
Spencer grinned as he presented the bouquet in your face. "Who else?"
You offered a quick thank you before rushing towards the kitchen where you relocated the flowers into a vase. Spencer followed closely behind, gaze never straying far from you as you pranced around the space fluidly.
"It's pretty." You hummed appreciatively as you set the vase on the kitchen peninsula. "Thank you, Spencer."
"Anything for you, sweetheart," he replied. Spencer's stare raked over your entire figure for the hundredth time in the last fifteen minutes, a twinkle in his eyes when he finally found your expectant gaze directed at him. "You know, the party venue isn't really far from here."
"Oh?"
"Yeah," Spencer whispered, stealthily moving towards you as if he was a predator stalking its prey. "And the party doesn't start for another fifteen minutes anyway, so there's no reason for us to leave right away."
A familiar fire burned brighter behind your eyes with every inch of distance Spencer managed to consume. "Is that so?"
"Absolutely." He was standing in front of you now, fingers dancing up and down your arms calling for goosebumps to rise on their wake. "Besides, I don't think anyone would mind if we arrive a few minutes late, right? After all, it's not our party."
"No, it's not." You gasped when Spencer shoved your body towards him, your chest flush against his to the point where you could feel the thumping of his heart on top of yours. "Fuck, Spencer. Just kiss me."
Groaning, Spencer didn't waste a single second before he claimed your lips in a hungry kiss. Spencer's palms roamed every expanse of flesh he could reach, eager to hear you sing his praises in the form of enraptured moans and gasps that elicited a blazing flame inside his own body.
Needless to say, as much as Spencer loved seeing you in that dress, he didn't think there was any greater sight than watching it thrown haphazardly on the floor.
#criminal minds#spencer reid#spencer reid x reader#spencer reid x fem!reader#spencer reid x y/n#spencer reid x you#spencer reid fluff#spencer reid fanfiction#spencer reid fic#spencer reid imagine#criminal minds x reader#criminal minds x fem!reader#criminal minds x y/n#criminal minds x you#criminal minds fluff#criminal minds fic#criminal minds fanfiction#criminal minds imagine#matthew gray gubler#mgg#mgg x reader#mgg x y/n#mgg x you#zara's birthday bash and road to 1k
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Carlos Sainz x Supermodel!Reader- Relationship Headcannons
My Carlos is one of my favourites so I had to make this 🥰
Warnings: None (I don’t think, let me know if you find any)
• You and Carlos are Ferrari’s golden couple. You’ve been together several years, since his time at Renault.
• You have a chilli necklace that was a gift from Carlos for your one year anniversary which you almost always wear.
• You speak English and Spanish natively and also Italian so fit right in as a Ferrari WAG along with Charlotte who is like your sister. If Charles and Carlos think they spend a lot of time together then you and Charlotte must be almost chained to each other.
• Alexandra is lovely too, you haven’t known her very long but you both get along well.
• You’re a supermodel with designer and high-street brands like Alaïa, Prada, Paige, Zara and Alexander McQueen but since Carlos began racing for Ferrari, you were signed for Ferrari Style, Puma and Ray Ban so you often are at the same events for work.
• Carlos attends all your Ferrari Style shows. He’s on the front row anyway because he’s a Ferrari driver but he’d still be there if he wasn’t anyway.
• Whenever you want to tease Carlos, you call him Carlitos which makes him blush like mad.
• You are very good at padel, as good as Carlos. Often, you have doubles matches with Charles and Charlotte. It’s either couple vs couple or boys vs girls which is often a challenge of who can tease the other more.
• While being excellent at padel, you are bad at golf.
• In the several years Carlos and you have been a couple, you have gone from being absolutely awful at golf to being poor at it.
• Quite often you simply play golf with Carlos to tease him with the short skirts.
• Rupert and you get on great too, if you’re away for a race and Carlos and him are training you’ll often join Team 55 to get some exercise and also to tease Carlos with Rupert.
• You’re Guzmán’s favourite background character in the DONTBLINK episodes. You think you’re being sneaky but the fans always find you in the background.
• You’re a private couple. Private but not a secret. Everyone on the grid knows you’re a couple.
• You may be a private couple but your phone is full of Carlos Memes from Instagram and Twitter.
• Piñon is Carlos’ and your baby. You love Mati and Oli too but Piñon is your child.
• Carlos, you and Lando are like a child and their parents. It started in McLaren but you’re still close even though Carlos is now at Ferrari
• Your camera roll is 50% Carlos photos and 50% Piñon photos. It’s hard being a dog mum ok.
• You’ve gained a few of your own fans at the races, some who like your style such results in Instagram pages documenting looks you’re seen wearing.
• You have dozens of Carlos/Ferrari bracelets which fans give you.
• You cried with happiness at Silverstone 2022. Carlos deserved the win and you were overjoyed to be able to see him finally achieve it first-hand.
• All the emotions peak in Singapore 2023 when Carlos gains his second win. It’s been such a hard season for both Ferrari boys. Carlos has worked so hard and he can finally reap the reward of his hard work.
• He gazes at you from the top step of the podium as you gaze back up at him with tears of joy in your eyes.
• Charles teases you and Carlos about what goes down in his driver’s room before the races. You both always tell him he’s got no proof. 😉
• The Sainz family love you. Blanca and Ana are like your sisters. Carlos and Reyes are lovely and treat you like one of their daughters. Caco is like your big brother and you both team up to tease poor ‘Carlitos’
• At both Ana and Blanca’s wedding, Carlos’ family members and family friends are asking when you will marry. They point out he’s the last Sainz sibling that isn’t married.
• ‘Sois una pareja preciosa y estáis bien preparados’ his family repeat.
• At both Ana and Blanca’s weddings, both bouquets were given to you by the brides.
• You think you’re too young at the moment to marry. Carlos thinks otherwise.
• ‘I have an engagement ring querida’ he tells you as you slow dance at Blanca’s wedding after-party. ‘I will ask you to marry me soon. All these weddings have made me want to settle down’
• Since the first summer of you and Carlos being a couple, you’ve gone to Mallorca with the Sainzs.
• Lying on a yacht in Mallorca or drinking gazpacho with Carlos’ family has become one of your favourite parts of the summer break.
• You always end up going on a girls trip with Blanca and Ana around Mallorca before returning to show Carlos, Guillermo and Rodrigo what you’ve bought.
• Every year, you go on a night time boat ride with Carlos which is one of the many highlights of the trip.
• You thought that England was your home when Carlos was at Renault and McLaren but now you realise that Italy is your favourite. The food, the people and the weather is everything.
• Carlos’ carbonara is incredible. You’re both foodies so date night often becomes one of you cooking, or going out for a meal to one of your favourite Italian restaurants.
• Carlos and you are everything to each other and neither of you can see your lives without each other.
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Nick Amaro NSFW Alphabet
Guys I finished rewatching season 14 and I forgot how much I hate the storyline they give Nick. I love him as a character, but I would love to completely reconstruct his backstory. He has to be one of the most personally screwed-over characters in SVU. Am I the only one who hates the hidden love child-which I’m completely disregarding? Anyway, I hope you guys enjoy this!
Warnings- Some Maria-hate (sorry not sorry).
A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)
Nick's aftercare is exceptional. He cleans you up, washing any mess he has made off you with a warm washcloth or a hot shower. Then it is cuddling and whatever you want in your post-glow bliss. Usually, it’s time for you to talk about whatever you want. Something you did, a movie you saw, an awful joke you heard that you laughed at but didn’t seem worth bothering him about. He wants to hear it all.
It’s a time that you have this full attention. Sometimes it leads to more vulnerable emotional conversations that he seems to have an easier time having when his walls are down after sex. Sometimes words are too much and the two of you just hold each other, caressing each other's bodies.
B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and their partner’s)
Nick’s favorite body part of himself is his hands. They are rough, calloused, and strong from years of sports, hard work, and shooting a gun. They are dexterous and versatile enough to accomplish his endless paperwork, playing catch with Zara, fixing things around the house, and his favorite teasing you with them until you come apart so prettily with his name on your lips.
Nick loves your entire body. He tells you all the time there is nothing he would ever change. He loves your curves and doesn’t discriminate between them. Why be a boobs or ass man, when he has two hands and a willing mouth that can have both and more?
C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)
Nick is a jealous man, and he knows it. You are his and nobody else. After spending a significant amount of time watching any another man try to talk or flirt with you there is nothing more that he wants to do than take you to his bed and paint his cum all over your body. It gives him undeniable satisfaction seeing his seed on your skin claiming you in the most barbaric way. He should hate it because it may be considered demeaning, but he can’t. Even later when he is cleaning you up, he smiles knowing the evidence of his DNA still lingers on your skin, clinging to you.
D = Dirty secret (self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
It’s not necessarily dirty but you made Nick come embarrassingly early by calling him Papi one day out of nowhere while you were riding him. He never liked the idea of being called daddy by his partners. It seemed weird to him but hearing the word Papi come from your lips as you took your pleasure from him did all the right things.
When you guys were basking in the afterglow, he casually asked you about the nickname. You had admitted that one of your friends had told you it was a common term of endearment for Cuban men but you seemed a bit embarrassed. Instead of just telling you he liked it he spent the next few months trying to casually reinforce the nickname whenever you used it by getting you off as many times as possible.
E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)
Nick has experience. While he did go through a bit of a Casanova stage in his teens and early twenties, he has always been more of a long-term partner kind of guy. The different women did teach him about different ways to enjoy sex and a bit of experimentation. However, when he married Maria, it was narrowed down to what she liked. She liked sex that was very plain and vanilla, missionary mostly. She wasn't very interested in sex after she had Zara and what they did do was repetitive.
F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)
Nick’s favorite position is doggy. He likes the control of your body it gives. His hands are free to caress and massage you. He can take you with your back pressed tightly to his chest fistful of your hair to make you look at him and steal open mouth kisses as he thrust into you. Or he can push you down on your knees with your face in the mattress as he holds your wrist behind your back and pounds into you hard and fast. Moans and his name bouncing from the walls as he takes you deeper and deeper. He loves leaving Hickes and love bites on your neck and down the back of your shoulder.
G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)
Nick is a very passionate man but that doesn’t always translate into seriousness. You guys have had sex that you have laughed halfway through. You have been mid sex and his beard rubbed just right to tickle you and send you squirming with laughter that was contagious.
H = Hair (how well-groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)
Nick’s hair is dark and thick, and it curls when it gets too long. He keeps it trimmed up for hygiene's sake typically. He doesn’t think much about it when it gets overgrown when life is too busy, or he just can’t be bothered. When he is in a relationship, he keeps up on it more as a respectful consideration for you.
I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)
Nick is the definition of a Latino lover. He will spend his time with foreplay and the sex making sure you know how important you and your pleasure are to him. He calls you sweet nicknames and tells you how much you mean to him and how he has missed you and your body. If he pins your hands, he intertwines your fingers.
J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)
Nick doesn’t masturbate often. When he does it's usually not to pleasure himself so much as to get a release from some stress. It’s quick and efficient and then he washes up and continues with his day or gets ready for sleep. He will also get himself off if he is horny, but you are not available or in the mood.
K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)
Nick’s love language is words of affirmation, and he has a major praise kink that he likes to mix with his dirty talk. He is also a bit of an exhibitionist. He likes to push the line of where you can have sex without getting caught. Just be careful while he’s drinking because it heightens all these kinks and can lead to some pretty close calls.
L = Location (favorite places to do the do)
Nick’s favorite place to have sex is the bedroom because it has the most options and comfort. He has become a big fan of the laundry room. While the space is limited, Zara doesn’t feel the need to interrupt when you go in there because she doesn’t think there is anything of value and would rather watch TV while you guys do the ‘laundry’ unlike when you guys try to sneak away to the bedroom or bathroom. There is a door so there is no risk of her getting in there unexpectedly. Nick has also found many uses for the dryer while it’s on that aren’t clothes-related.
M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)
Nick is not hard to convince to have sex or turn on. But he is a very visual man, and if you want to make him go feral wearing lingerie or one of his shirts buttoned halfway up is a good way of giving him an instant boner.
N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)
Nick grew up with an abusive dad and he watched him beat his mom. He will never hit, slap, or do anything that could hurt you. An open-palmed smack on the ass is about as far as he will take it and that’s only if you enjoy it. He will never degrade you because it is against his morals of respecting women.
O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)
Nick likes to get as much as he likes to receive. He wants you to sit on his face, sit not hover. If you don’t know the difference, he will pull you down on top of him and lick and devour your cunt until your legs are shaking to the point where sitting is the only option. He will work you up so well you will be riding his face. He loves 69ing too. Your moan vibrating around his dick from the pleasure of him eating out your pretty pussy? The answer is always yes.
Nick loves a good blowjob. You found that it can fix his bad attitude. He came home in a bad mood and was trying to start a fight about something petty and irrelevant. He was in the kitchen slamming stuff around as he was making his coffee, bitching about how messy it was. You knew it had nothing to do with you, and everything to do with a disaster case, and marched over to him and grabbed his belt. He froze at first not sure what was going on, but it wasn't complaints falling from his lips when you dropped to your knees and gave him a quick messy blowjob. When you were done and got back to your feet, you pecked his lips and told him you were late for work leaving him stunned. When you returned home the kitchen was clean, he had cooked homemade traditional Cuban food, and he apologized to you all night long with a lot more than just his mouth.
P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)
Nick likes to make the foreplay slow and passionate, to make sure you are satisfied and ready to take him. When it comes to sex his preferred pace is fast and on the rougher side. Your body in his hands as he pounds into you your breast bouncing, head thrown back as you take him.
He does have a gentler side that comes out quite often. One that takes you slow and steady. He will kiss every inch of your body whispering Spanish words of endearment and praise against your skin. These are the times he wants to look you in the eyes and make sure you know his love for you in this physical act. That you can hear it, feel it, taste it, and see it in his eyes.
Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)
Nick loves a good quicky. Life is busy, especially with a job like his and kids. Sometimes you just have to take those fifteen minutes and make them worth every second. It doesn’t always need to be long to be good and satisfying. Besides Nick enjoys seeing you after a quick tousle out with your friends or random people knowing exactly what causes that flush in your cheeks. Knowing that his cum is still leaking out of you and into your wet panties unless of course he still has them in his pocket for safekeeping.
R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)
Nick is willing to experiment with his limits. He is willing to try any position you want at least once. He likes to push the limits where you two can get away with having sex. He likes the bathrooms at bars, the laundry room when Zara is preoccupied, and getting head when he is driving in low to no-traffic areas. He likes the adrenaline of the possibility, but he doesn’t actually want to get caught.
S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)
Nick has stamina for days. He can drag out foreplay and sex for hours if you will let him. If you're planning on a sleepless night and are okay walking a little funny the next day you only have to give him about a half hour to recuperate and he will be ready to go again if you are.
T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)
No, Nick’s not a toy guy. He is kind of old-fashioned and I think he might take it as a hit to his masculinity if you wanted to use them when you were in bed together.
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
Nick is an ungodly tease. His sweet and dirty talk is second to none. He can get you wet just by telling you about what he is going to do to you. The innocent but consistent touches drive you crazy. Then when he finally has you in the bedroom you can almost taste the pleasure, he is going to give you. He teases you more and tisks about how impatient you are. “All good things come to those who wait, Corazón.”
If you want his teasing to stop, you will have to beg him or start teasing him back. He can give way better than he can take. You will have him changing his pace quick.
V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)
Nick isn’t loud but he is by no means silent. He likes to dirty talk, and praise you in bed with a mix of English and Spanish words. He grunts and moans but keeps the noise to a minimum when Zara is in the house. If he knows that there isn’t a risk of being interrupted or overheard that is when Nick gets louder and likes to fuck you to upbeat Cuban music.
W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)
Nick doesn’t know how to ask for attention or affection. He grew up with a controlling abusive father and a traumatized turned aloof mother. Then he married Maria, a strong-willed but distant and emotionally unavailable soldier. He never got consistent affection and doesn't understand his own need for it. He doesn’t consciously know he does it, but when he needs that affection, he will initiate sex even if he is not in the mood to have it. He will make it so good for you like he has to earn it. You will moan and call his name as he wrecks you with his fingers and mouth.
Then he will usually wave you off when you go to reciprocate even if he is hard. He knows that what he really wants is already within reach because when you are pleasure drunk and boneless it always means that you are willing and wanting to cuddle. Your fingers will stroke and play with his hair, your other hand wandering his back teasing tense muscles until they relax. It takes you a long time to figure out what he is doing and when you do it breaks your heart.
X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)
Nick has a lean body with muscular arms and thighs. His chest is toned with a visible six-pack. He has a sparse dusting of hair on his lower stomach, a happy trail leading down to his goods. Nick is a big boy, above average in size. His cock is thick and long with a slight upwards curve.
Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)
Nick has a pretty high sex drive but good control over it. While he would prefer to have sex four or five times a week, he doesn’t expect that. He has times when he becomes a sex hound, and you swear it always seems to match up to when you're ovulating. His sex drive can also completely diminish during bad sex crime cases.
Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
Nick is one of those rare men that sex boosts his energy, at least for a little while. The flood of endorphins gives him a giddy relaxed high. If it is a quickie or during the middle of the day, he will have the sudden urge to accomplish something, or if you're really lucky cook traditional Cuban food. If it’s time for bed you will almost always fall asleep before him, but he is content to lay in bed with you either just cuddled up or playing games on his phone until the high fades.
I forgot how long this prompt takes but hey there’s Nick’s! I have quite a few Nick miniseries that I’m going to be working on. One is the relationship building between the reader and Zara while still featuring Nick of course.
I have another series that will be more angsty and will probably take longer because it’s going to be a split vibe of what could have happened in a situation with Nick and the reader's relationship when tragedy hits. I’m excited to challenge my writing in that way.
Let me know if either of these piques your interest! I hope you enjoyed xoxo
#law and order svu#law and order special victims unit#svu#nick amaro x you#nick amaro x reader#nick amaro imagine#nick amaro svu#nick amaro
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This is a Teenager Y/N x Hazbin Hotel/Helluva Boss Story!
Enjoy!
Skintone = (S/t)
Eye Color = (E/c)
Hair Color = (H/c)
Hair Length = (H/l)
Hairstyle = (H/s)
Birth Country = (B/c)
Vacation Country = (V/c)
Height = (H)
Age = (A)
9 Deadly Rings
It was another night at the dorms of 9 kids who we're best friends since they we're young
They we're having a sleepover tonight before there other friends depart for there birth country
It was 2 Days before they all leave for there little vacation at there birth country
Y/N: I am going to miss you guys so much!
Y/N is a (M/F/They) and is (Age) and is wearing a Grey Hoodie, Black Pants, Grey and White Rubber Shoes and a Backward Cap
Y/N skin is (S/t) while there hair is (H/l) (H/s) and is color (H/c) and there height is (H)
Y/N is going back to there home country at (B/c) as they leave the Philippines which is where they we're living because there (Parent) is a Filipino while there other (2nd Parent) is from (B/c) and wanna have there vacation there to meet there other relatives
Zara: Yeah same here dude but hey let's make sure the we get to text each other once the day is done so we can keep each other updated
Zara is a 16 year old female who is wearing a Black hoodie with a white shirt underneath, Grey Checkered Pants, Black and White Fila Shoes
She is also 4'10 in height, Has Brown Apple Cut Hairstyle, Warm Beige Colored Skintone and Dark Brown Eyes
Zara is living in the Philippines and so she will be staying behind alongside with her younger Brother John
John: Agree but hey have a nice vacation guys and Ofcourse stay safe
John is 15 year old Male one of Zara's siblings who is always seen wearing Black and Green Shirt with an opened Blue Jacket, Black Shorts and Blue sandals
John's height is 5'3, Has a Black Long fringe Hairstyle, Golden Skin, Dark Brown Eyes
Miko: Welp I guess I have to see you guys the next 3 Months!
Miko said Happily
Miko is a 16 year old female but her pronounce is They/Them, They are always seen with a dark red shirt with Blue jeans and black boots
Miko's height 5'1 have Black long low ponytailed hairstyle, Honey skintone, Black eyes
Leiz: I'm gonna leave this DAMN country with STYLE BITCHES!
Leiz said in her sassy attitude as always
Leiz is a 16 year old sassy Female who wears a White tank top with long sleeves that only reveals her shoulders, Blue Leather Short, Cyan Heels and is seen wearing Black glasses
Leiz's full name is Leizanne but it was shortened to Leiz, Her height is 5'1 and has black long loose wavy hair, light brown eyes and Warm Ivory Skin tone
In the background there you could see Judas having her head on Kurt's left shoulder crying softly...
Judas: I'm going to miss you so much
She cries and sniffles...
Kurt: Don't worry my angel...will see each other soon and don't forget that I will always call and text you everyday, night, before and after breakfast, lunch, afternoon break and dinner I promise
He said softly holding her and rubbing his hand on Judas's back softly
(We always have that one friend with a partner in the friend group even if there still like 14-16 👍)
Judas(Female) and Kurt(Male) are both 16 years old(Kurt being older by 3 Months, They both have Black short hair, Judas has an Apple cut medium hair that went to her neck while Kurt has a Quiff hairstyle
Judas has a Pale Ivory Skintone, Freckles and her height is 5'1
Judas is also wearing a Falu Red Sweater, Dark Blue Leather Jeans, She also has a yellow spring duck hair pin, wears rose pink crocks and also has Kurt's Black Hoodie wrapped around her waist
Kurt has Natural Warm Undertone Skin and his height is 5'3
Kurt is always seen with a white shirt underneath a Red unzipped Jacket, black pants and Blue Nike's Brand shoes
Nathasia: Sanaol(Slang word for "I wish everyone has one)
Nathasia's Height is 4'8, She's a 17 years old Female, She also has a Golden Warm Undertone Skintone, Black medium puffy apple cut hairstyle and Dark Brown eyes
Nathasia is always seen wearing a Brown Sweater with a Middle Finger imprinted on it saying "Fuck you" which was gifted by Zara from Nathasia's Birthday, She is also wearing a Black Leather Pants and black and White sneakers
And lastly there was a girl who is named Aira at the circle that the kids made on the floor around there only purple circled carpet
Aira is a Shy 16 year old Female the youngest of the group by months and her height being 5'0
Aira has a Porcelain Cool Undertone Skin color, Dark Brown Eyes, A black Curly medium hair in a low braided style and is wearing a a white long sleeve sweater, light blue leather Jeans, Plum colored Ballet shoes with a bow on the tip of it, and lastly a pink bow hair pin on her head
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And this is where the story starts...
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Emojis:
⚪Y/N⚪
🟠Leiz🟠
🟡Aira🟡
🔴Miko🔴
⚫Nathasia⚫
🟢Zara🟢
🚫John🚫
🟣Judas🟣
🔵Kurt🔵
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"The Risk Takers/Chapter 1"
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The kids laugh as they talk and talk, tell jokes, be goofy and cuss at times or talk dirty at times too and just laugh it off
🟠Leiz🟠: And I was like BITCH get to fucking ugly ass face out of mine if not I'll call the 1950's police to take back there old junk
🟢Zara🟢: Damn Bruh, was that really necessary???
She laughs
🔵Kurt🔵: Leiz your so fucking cold
He said jokingly
🟠Leiz🟠: Don't hate the Player, Hate the Game
⚪Y/N⚪: Yeah well I hate (Unlike Game), I think it's shit and unoriginal
Almost everyone look at Y/N and then suddenly...
🟠Leiz🟠: I didn't say literally
Leiz roll her eyes playfully and everyone chuckles
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The friend group Continues to talk until...
🟢Zara🟢: So...what countries we're guys born in again? And so where are you guys going to have a vacation to?
⚪Y/N⚪: Well I'm going back to my home country at (B/c) for awhile and then soon enough I'm going to (V/c) for maybe...2 months I think?
🟠Leiz🟠: My Birth country is at England and I'm going to have a vacation at Japan~!
What about you Aira?
She said smirking while swinging her hair to the side
🟡Aira🟡: I'm from Italy and I'm going to France for my Uncle's Wedding
🟢Zara🟢: Tell your Uncle I said "congrats!"
⚪Y/N⚪: What about you Miko?
🔴Miko🔴: Well I'm from South Korea and I'm going to Japan to see the Cherry Blossom Trees!!! Eeekkk!!!
She said excitedly
🟣Judas🟣: Sanaol, Well I'm going back to Mexico to visit some family members and will be going to America for a vacation
🔵Kurt🔵: I'm having a vacation at South Africa and also I'm literally born here in the Philippines can't you tell?
🚫John🚫: Why does that sound so racist???
🔵Kurt🔵: Come to think of it, it kind of is oof, sorry
He said casually after realizing what he just said
⚫Nathasia⚫: Well I'm born at England but when I turned 3 I was moved here in the Philippines because if my mom and then soon enough met my Bestie
She said while nudging her elbow to Zara
🟢Zara🟢: You got that right
⚫Nathasia⚫: And I'm going to be having my Vacay at USA also at Washington
🟣Judas🟣: I guess me and Nathasia are going to have a full on 2 girls night
Everyone complain saying "That's so unfair" or "Favouritism much?" In all teasing way making Y/N laugh at how almost everyone except Aira gang up on Nathasia and Judas
⚪Y/N⚪: What about you Zara? John?
Everyone turned to the Siblings
🟢Zara🟢: Well we're born here in the Philippines and our parents we're planning to go to Japan to see the Cherry Blossom Trees too!
She exclaimed happily
🔴Miko🔴: Oh my gosh same! Let's go!
⚪Y/N⚪: Aww that's so cute! A little Big Brother and Younger sister bonding time
🟢Zara🟢: Dude...I'm older than him...JUST BECAUSE HIS TALLER THAN ME DOESN'T MEAN IM THE YOUNGEST!
She squeeled like a Chihuahua
🚫John🚫: Shut the fuck up
He bonk Zara's head
Your so loud
🟢Zara🟢: Oh fuck you
⚪Y/N⚪: When are you guys even born?
🟢Zara🟢: Dec 14
🚫John🚫: April 22 and 2 years younger
⚪Y/N⚪: Oooh
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After awhile the kids got bored and decided to play a game which they made themselves which they called "The Grey Acts" it sound stupid but they prefer it that way especially the fact they called there gang "The Risk Takers" they're really bad at making group names
The Game is simple...
All they have to do is go and sit down in a circle around there round purple Carpet in the middle of there room...
They pick a fandom they like and pick a character and each of them start to write an event of some sort on a paper and put it in a hat and shuffle it
In each round one of them will grab one paper in the hat and everyone in the circle will roleplay that even in the character they choose
And Ofcourse everyone gets a turn to grab a paper themselves after each round
This time they all decided to go for the 7 Deadly sins but they added Heaven in it so it could be more interesting
They all then vote each other to be who is who
Aira was immediately voted for Heaven/Angel because she was mostly to be the mother or well caretaker of the whole bunch
Y/N and Zara was Pride even though this is way too humble for there own damn good and just shows everyone that they should be themselves and don't care about what other people think badly of you because you are just ✨💕AMAZING💕✨
John was Wrath when even though he has patience to not go on and turn on Hulk mode and destroy something and everything in his path by giving them a 3 chances before he blows a fuse
Judas was Gluttony when she's really have an amazing schedule of her diet...Talk about early dieting at this age
Kurt was Greed when this motherfucker is spoiling his girlfriend 24/7 and the fact he always put some of his change in charity boxes like bruh chill we get it your rich don't have to flex on us that you get to put Php100 on the fucking charity box 😭 butt then again his really generous
Nathasia was Envy when she's way too much chill with what she has to the point she can get creative with it like the dude uses there plastic bottles as vases and even uses some old recyclable newspapers to make a damn good Cosplay mask to the point she sells those damn stuff at school for Php15-Php20
Leiz was Lust because the girls is a dirty minded bitch which everyone just agreed and Leiz herself too...proud even but she Ofcourse only do that with her close friends just to goof off but when it comes to strangers she is shy and if someone did that to her she won't hesitate to slapped them
Miko was Sloth when the dude always put her assignments, projects, quizzes, exams and Chores first before even hanging out with them like bruh Sanaol
And so the kids then formed a circle around there Round Purple Carpet and put there shoelaces strings in a line in between each of them except Y/N and Zara who we're both are roleplaying as Pride
The group then decided to put and pulled out a book they found at the beach last month ago from there field trip in the middle to be more creepy and edgy or what not for the game
The book was old, rusty and had this some kind oval shaped mirror in the middle of it with metal scale of a snakes surrounding it and the book itself as aesthetic designs of it
The containment of the Book has ripped pages, burnt pages and is written in a strange Language which the group hought was a book made by a Tiktoker for someone to find it and keep it as a souvenir or what not for themselves
The group had decided to pull an all nighter since there was no classes tomorrow since it's the weekends
And so then...
The Game Begins...
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End Of Chapter 1...
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That's all for now! :D
I wanna see if anyone likes it before I continue this series :b
Thank you for reading in advance! 💕✨
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I just want say I love your writing! Like I have never related to any work more than yours! You’re doing something special for black army and I just want thank you for that! Hope you’re doing well and I wish you the best and a million dollar lottery ticket girl! 😄😂🫶🏾
(P.S if you feel like it and if you get a chance please write more for Yoongi 💔 us Yoongi Stans starving and having withdrawals 😪)
Wow! Thank you so much for your kind words. They really mean so much. I’m so glad I could bring more representation and I hope you feel good reading my works.
Here’s a special little something for you Yoongi stans🥰🩵
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“I don’t think this looks right, Yoongi.” You pouted, twisting your body every which way in the mirror. Your hands tugged at the top of the dress as if trying to magically make it fit the way you wanted it to in your head.
Yoongi, who was sitting outside typing some quick minute work emails, said, “I’m sure it looks fine, lovely. Come out and show me.”
Sighing, you turned around to open the dressing room door, stepping out to show your sugar daddy turned totally exclusive boyfriend one of the dresses you’ve chosen. It’s the 8th one you’ve tried on but you didn’t really like any of them. What you thought would just be a cute little date had transitioned into a full blown shopping spree. Yoongi pulled up to your apartment, your favorite Starbucks drink and snack already waiting, and whisked you away to the luxury district of Seoul. Hand in hand, he led you into stores, wanting you to pick something out in each one.
“You deserve it after being asked to take over the north branch of the company. I want you dressed like you own that place.”
So to Cartier, Gucci, and Zara you went to get you an entirely new wardrobe worthy of your position. To be honest, you stopped shopping for work a little while ago and now you were just choosing dresses for fun nights out.
For someone as accomplished as you, a sugar daddy probably seemed like overkill. You’ve managed to rise in the ranks at your dream job, getting a managerial title in less than 2 years. No doubt you had enough money to support the lifestyle Yoongi was giving you. Truthfully, this relationship didn’t start as a sugar daddy sugar baby thing. Your friends had taken it upon themselves to sign you up for a singles mixer—you know, one of those events where a bunch of single people went to try and find dates. You talked for about a minute before a bell rang and you moved on to a new stranger. Stuff like that really wasn’t your cup of tea.
What your friends had conveniently left out that it was a singles mixer exclusively for sugar daddies and sugar babies to find each other. Imagine your surprise when you and a couple of your friends rolled up to the bar, only to find a gaggle of late middle aged and older men sitting around the tables. You almost broke your ankle trying to run back out but your friends forced you to the bar for a drink.
Before you knew it, you were going through the rounds of meeting a lot of gentlemen that reminded you of your uncles. Gross.
So when you finally came across Yoongi during the last round, you thought maybe this thing wasn’t so bad.
One thing led to another and now you and Yoongi had been together for a little over 2 and a half years.
He had captured your heart with his clever remarks and charming personality. And he was very easy on the eyes. Not to mention, he was only a couple of years older than you with his very own successful law office.
And you had caught his interest with your timeless beauty and charisma. He doesn’t think he’s laughed as much in his life as he does when he’s with you. You were just so lovely and honest and sweet. It was hard not
to fall for you.
Now seeing you in that dress, Yoongi thinks he was falling even deeper.
His mouth dropped at the sight of you in the mid thigh navy blue dress—long sheer sleeves and square cut at your chest to show the gorgeous expanse of your chest.
“Do you like the sleeves? This dress definitely isn’t for the workplace but it’s very nice.”
He wasn’t even listening to what you were saying, eyes going down to your ass. The dress had a deeeepppp incline, the open back stopping just above the curve of your ass. Everytime you shifted from foot to foot, your ass jiggled a little and you both knew you were wearing the tiniest pair of panties.
Fuck.
“Yoongi?” You had asked him a question three times with no answer.
Turning around, you found him standing right behind you, flinching a little at his sudden closeness. “Y-yoongi?”
Suddenly, his lips were on yours, his body crowding all of your space. It took you a moment to respond but you did, kissing him back just as fervently and desperately.
You pulled back to whisper, “what’s gotten into you?”
His dark eyes sent shivers down your spine and right to your pussy which was already wet from him fingering you in the car on your way here.
“You.”
His rough hands pushed you back into the dressing room, barely managing to close the door behind him before he was back on you. Deft and experienced fingers ran up your bare back, goosebumps popping up in his wake, his lips trailing across your jaw and neck.
Your own hands went straight to the waistband of the loose pants he was wearing. He normally wore suits so seeing him casual was secretly a favorite look of his.
“You look divine in this dress. I’m buying you one in every color.”
You giggled at his words but you knew he was probably serious. He’s done the exact same thing with a lingerie set you surprised him in on his birthday. The way the white lace set made your dark skin look even more sinful and delectable than it already was should be considered a crime.
“I’ll wear whatever you want.” You leaned closer to be right next to his ear. “My body is yours, sir.”
His eyes rolled back, both at your tone and the name you called him. God, you were so sexy. And all his.
“Then get on your knees and suck my cock. Show sir that you’re grateful.”
Falling to your knees, you took the elastic off your wrist to tie up your knotless braids, happy you sprung for a style that could easily be put up when you wanted to pleasure your man.
Yoongi helped you get some of the stragglers in the back before holding your hair for leverage. You both knew where this was going.
Eyes locked on his, you pulled his pants and underwear down, his hard cock springing out from its confines. Your warm palm encased him, a sigh falling from his doll like lips.
Gathering spit in your mouth, you opened your lips to take him all the way in to the hilt.
Yoongi’s head dropped back as the heat of your mouth surrounded him. His hand gripped your ponytail tighter, keeping you down and letting your tongue work over him.
“Oh my god…..” he huffed out, pulling your head back so that only the tip was resting against your tongue.
Your nails scratched up his thighs. “Fuck my mouth, baby. Give it to me.”
That was his breaking point. Using both hands to hold either side of your head, he began thrusting his cock in and out of your mouth. You relaxed your throat, patting yourself on the back for training your gag reflex during quarantine. You know………..for when you could go back out and mingle….anyway.
Your eyes remained focused on Yoongi’s face, your pussy clenching at the sight of his tightly shut eyes and dropped mouth. His long hair had fallen out of his manbun, the strands sticking to the building sweat on his forehead. Your fingers itched to hold onto that bun and ride his face until his neck hurt. Maybe once you got home.
Yoongi forced you to take all of him in, holding you there for a few seconds before pulling back and doing the same thing. Eyes watering from the assault on your throat, you let Yoongi use your throat however he liked. You were his and vice versa.
“Fuck….” Yoongi yanked your head back off of him, his orgasm feeling too close already. “Stand up.” He shakily breathed out, holding out his hand to help you to your weak legs. He placed a quick kiss to your lips, wiping away the drool that had slipped past before turning you around and pushing you against the mirror. You took a moment to look at your disheveled appearance in the reflection—your edges had began to curl back up, your pupils dilated and slightly unfocused, and the dress had became slightly skewed from all of your heavy petting. You looked a mess.
Not time to think about that now though. It didn’t take long for Yoongi to have your dress pulled up and your panties around one of your ankles. He also pulled the front of your dress down to allow your breasts to spill out, your already soaked cunt was practically screaming for his cock.
The mirror was fogged up from your breath, the cool glass making your nipples harden. “Fuck me, baby.” A sharp slap came down on your ass, the fat jiggling under the force.
“Don’t rush me.” His gruff voice said. And you’d be lying if you said that little show of dominance didn’t get you wetter than that scene in Step Up.
After moving your hair over your shoulder, Yoongi’s hand grabbed your shoulder, the other holding his cock to line up with your awaiting hole. You spread your legs a little more, arching your back to give him more access.
He didn’t give you any warning before he was diving into your wet cunt. Your mouth dropped as his cock stretched your tight walls, the overwhelming girth knocking all of the air out of your lungs.
“Oooooo…..Yoongi…..fuck. That cock’s so fucking big.” You gritted out, resisting from punching the mirror.
Yoongi inhaled a deep breath, trying not to cum as your silky walls tried to milk him for everything he was worth. The effect you had on him was just too strong. Only you could push him to the brink that fast.
Once he had calmed himself, Yoongi started a pace that could only be described as animalistic. The absolute force of which he was pushing his hips against your ass was causing a clapping noise so loud that you thought there were people giving you two a standing ovation.
An almost shriek like moan flew from your lips but Yoongi slapped his hand over your mouth to muffle it, one of your hands going up to hold onto his and the other squeezing your breast.
“Quiet.” He spit. “You want everyone to know I’m in here fucking you like a slut? Huh? Is that what you want?” His hips never slowed down as he spoke, pushing deeper and deeper until it felt like he was in your guts.
Your eyes crossed as his cock bullied your sweet spot, orgasm building faster than ever. His degradation along with the fact that you two could be caught at any moment was enough to propel you right over the edge.
Your knees buckled, Yoongi’s arm going out to wrap around your waist to keep you up.
“Good girl. Look at yourself while you cum.”
Your bleary eyes, that you didn’t even realize you had closed, slowly opened to look at your reflection and the sight sent you straight there.
Yoongi was staring directly at you, those panther like eyes making you feel so open and vulnerable. Both of your hungry eyes begging. Out of all of your moments with Yoongi, times like this really reminded you of just how much he had broken down your walls. He brought out a sexually adventurous side of you that you didn’t even know you had and you were actually grateful for it.
Or maybe you were just dickmatized…..eh.
Your pulsing walls were squeezing Yoongi’s cock hard enough to almost break it off, his own orgasm feeling incredibly close.
“Get back down.” He pushed you back down to your knees, your body quickly turning despite your orgasm still making you feel weightless. He just commanded your body that way.
Like it was muscle memory, you opened your mouth and held out your tongue, your hand coming up to take hold of his shaft. You pumped his fast, making sure to squeeze him at the tip just how he likes.
Yoongi’s eyes clenched shut, his breath labored as his orgasm got closer and closer. He braced his hands against the mirror behind you, his knees ready to give out much like yours had.
You couldn’t help but focus on the sexiness of your man’s face. It honestly made you want another round but you had something else to focus on.
“Fuck…..fuck….I’m cumming, love. Oh shit.”
“I want it. Give it to me.” You sucked harshly at his tip, still pumping him quickly.
With a moan and a full body shudder, Yoongi’s cum hit your tongue, the saltiness familiar. You continued to suck until he was recoiling from sensitivity.
He reached a hand down to tap against your chin, your head tilting back and eyes staring directly into his.
“Show me.”
You opened your mouth to show his release on your tongue. His hand dipped your chin, thumb pulling at your juicy bottom lip—his own lip pulling between his teeth.
“Swallow.” And who were you to deny?
Swallowing his cum down and then opening your mouth to show him you obeyed, you got a hum of approval from him.
You both took a moment to regain your breaths. Yoongi held out his hand to help you stand, pulling you into a hug. You sighed as his warmth seeped into your skin.
“You okay?” He asked you after a brief moment of silence.
You hummed. “Perfect. I’d have to say, I’m shocked you’re into public displays. What happened to that whole ‘your moans are only for me’ thing?” You teased. You could imagine him rolling his eyes.
Before he could give you a smart mouthed retort, a knock on the door caused both of you to scramble. You practically pushed him away to adjust your dress as Yoongi yanked his pants back up and fixed his hair.
“Um, yes?” You tried to call out in a normal voice, tone a bit hoarse from the recent exercise.
“Is everything fitting well? Should I bring you another size?” The polite voice of the associate asked.
You made eye contact with Yoongi, a cheeky smile spreading across his face and making you laugh.
“Uh, could you actually get me this same dress in all of the available colors? I’ll be purchasing them.”
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Glorious
for @medusashima 's Live Deliciously collab <3
::
Toshinori always feels a twinge of embarrassment when he comes to your place. Your “place” being a hole drilled into the wall of one of the stalls of your buildings bathrooms, owned by David Shield. Dave was the first one to recommend you to him, simply calling you Zara, and saying she was the best at giving head.
“You mean she’s really good?” Toshi had asked, confused by the statement.
“No, buddy, I mean she’s the best. The best blowjob you’ll ever have.” Dave had hearts in his eyes as he spoke, and knowing how touched starved the scientist was (something they shared) made him hopeful.
He’d first stopped by in between missions. The only way he could get off with his amount of stamina and his size was with another person, as the collection of broken pocket pussies could show. The first time he’d felt you take his entire length down your throat he’d cum right then and there. You hadn’t gagged once and swallowed his seed with such hunger and need it made him hard all over again. When he collected himself, panting and heaving from the force of his orgasm, you pulled yourself off him with a lewd ‘pop’ that made him shiver. “Come back anytime, big guy. Your dick is a fucking masterpiece.”
Your voice was husky and low, probably from all the throat fuckings you’d taken throughout the night. It made him both aroused— and jealous if he was being honest with himself.
He was hooked.
He’d wake up from wet dreams of what it must be like to give you full access to his balls as well as his dick and after every mission he couldn’t but wonder, were you thinking of him the way he was thinking about you? More often than not he talked himself into making a “quick” stop at your place.
It became his only source of touch, beside the occasional one night stand with Dave where his friends ass swallowed his cock with an eagerness matched only by the man himself. As the number one hero, too many people assumed he didn’t need anything. No comforting pats on the back after hard missions. No hugs except from fans who were trying to cop a feel. Nothing. And he craved it. He craved touch so badly he felt suffocated by it sometimes.
One morning after a particularly depserate night with Dave he asked his friend as he was making them breakfast, “How did you meet her?”
“Zara?” Dave was looking through some notes on his current tech development and continued to answer without looking up. “She was a tenant, single, just wanted some company. But when I tried to date her, she refused. She said she had no need for a man beyond the occasional really nice dick to suck. Apparently it gets her off like nothing else. After a while she said she’d even suck a friend of mine if their dick was worth it.”
“Huh, and your first thought was me?” A sly smile was on his lips as he looked over his shoulder, and Dave grinned back.
“After having it inside me? Fuck yes. It would be selfish not to share you with a fellow size queen.” As if the answer was obvious, and that made Toshinori laugh so hard he burned the first of the pankcakes.
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“Hey there big guy, long time no see.” He could see you smile through the hole, suddenly curious what your face looked like. Your lips were full and glistening with lipgloss that smelled faintly of vanilla.
But then you took his cock into your mouth and all ability to analyze melted away. You sucked him sloppy, moaning without a hint of shame, and with his super hearing he could easily detect the squelch of you fucking yourself.
“Dave said it gets you off, sucking dick.” It was the first time he had spoken when he was getting head from you, and he could feel you pause in fingering yourself.
“Name?” You pulled off his dick briefly, stopping the motion of your fingers inside you to ask your question breathleslly.
“Toshinori.” It came out as a whisper, and for the first time in a while he wondered when the last time was that he had someone to ask him his name.
“Toshi, then. When a dick is as pretty as yours, having it in my mouth is the most erotic thing. I love everything about it. The power in knowing I can make you weak in the knees with just my mouth, swallowing cum that proves I have you wrapped around my finger… Yeah. Sucking dick gets me off big time.” You breathed out and tapped the hole. “Now give me that beautiful dick of yours. I’m not done.”
“Yes, Zara.” He answered so sincerely it made your pussy ache to be filled with the dick in front of you.
Once more his glorious dick was fed through the hole, and you were once again in awe of just how perfect it was. Thick and flushed pink with shaved balls and a little tuft of blonde hair at its base.
You took your time the second time around, kissing his shaft’s head and licking up the precum that leaked from the slit. It made you smile on the inside to hear his breathing grow more and more uneven, the way you could see his thighs trembling slightly.
Only then did you take his full length down your throat again.
“Fuck me, my throat.” You whined as you stuffed your fingers inside your cunt again, the burning need for him only growing. “Need it— fuck I want it.”
Toshinori was beyond happy to give you what you needed, starting to fuck himself into your beautiful goddamn throat. It was better than any pussy he’d ever been inside. It only made him wonder what your pussy must be like, what you must be like.
“I’m- I’m gonna cum,” he warned as you took him all the way down and tongued his balls at the same time.
You hummed in approval and made no move to stop sucking him as usual, waiting patiently like the good girl you were for your treat.
The thing about Toshi’s loads is that they overwhelmed you. You had to scramble to swallow fast enough to take in the sheer amount of semen he dumped down your throat.
When he pulled out of your mouth you gasped for air, but you also felt your orgasm wash over you as you whined and slumped against the wall.
“That’s it, make your sweet little pussy feel good.” Toshinori couldn’t help but encourage you through it, wishing to hell there wasn’t a wall between you.
“Fuck, Toshi,” and damned if his name sounded better from your lips than anyone else. You finally let yourself relax only to be surprised by one last request.
“Let me taste.” You froze, questioning his seriousness, but then you saw his mouth opening like you always do for him.
Cunt burning, you stood and fed him your fingers drenched in your juices. His tongue greedily sought out every drop of your essence, sucking and licking your fingers clean.
FInally when he’d had his fill he pulled off your fingers, kissing your fingertips before standing and adjusting his pants.
“Until next time, Zara.” He murmured and you smiled to yourself.
“Till next time, Toshi.”
#toshinori x reader#toshinori smut#toshinori yagi x reader#all might x reader#all might smut#all might x david shield#livedeliciously🐐collab
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SONIC OC SHOWDOWN BRACKETS
Here’s the brackets for the showdown! They will be broken up into BRACKET A and BRACKET B and the winners of each will face each other in the final showdown
Below you can find the full character names and their creators. Polls will start to be posted WEDNESDAY MAY 10TH
BRACKET A
LEFT
1. Petri the Hedgehog ( @starfall-isle ) vs Sky the Otter ( @hornet-protector )
2. Alloy ( @starboundsingularity ) vs Ember the Dragon ( @pika-yolo )
3. Matilda the Ant ( @halcyon-pandion & @frostios ) vs Quake the Elephant (@bunnymajo )
4. Myo the Breeze ( @limon-florcempoalli ) vs Bolt the Cyber Cheetah (@addysfandomdump)
5. Rose the Husky ( @sonicanon) vs Aria ( @ask-saffron-and-friends )
6. Kaleival ( @zepandovski ) vs Pierrot ( @maareyas )
7. Wren the Cybernetic Wolf (@rojaceartandgaming )
8. Ghost the Desert Hedgehog ( @retrochao) vs Shred the Possum (@snakolyte )
RIGHT
9. Ganymede the Jack ( @theknifedance) vs Caramel the Hedgehog (@t4twerehog )
10. Ruby Rosario ( @galaxy-pop ) vs Ava the Wolf ( @firedemon72 )
11. Deirdre Whitetail ( @sublimenol) vs Bertie ( @bobvelsebishot )
12. Mandy ( @green-kat331 ) vs Agent VX ( @riftclaw )
13. Zori ( @nintendoni-art) vs Zara-Ra the Echidna ( @julie-su )
14. Pink the Cat ( @prince-o-rot ) vs Wick and Casquette ( @wispon )
15. Ari the Jackalope ( @wannabezangoose ) vs Rose the Fox ( @spiritgenie )
16. Data “Byte” the Goat ( @bunniibones ) vs Quetza ( @beacon-of-chaos )
BRACKET B
LEFT
1. Carrion the Cat ( @sonic-adventure-3 ) vs Pip ( @squidthechaotickid )
2. Toon the Lemur Pup ( @poorlydrawnwhispangle ) vs Ignatius ( @pretzelpizzapuppy )
3. Jolly Rancher ( @killer-wizard ) vs Windchester the Falcon ( @scizzors-theawsome )
4. Gyro ( @pigknightwarrior ) vs Serera ( @your-obedient-servant-g-mart )
5. Splash the Seagull ( @splatoonlink ) vs Poppy the Dog ( @zippityzap )
6. Jasper ( @mynders-universe) vs Aryl the Chameleon ( @scorpiolight-madd )
7. Siren ( @the-sonadow-chronicle) vs Lavyn the Reindeer ( @spunxter )
9. Storm the Hedgecat ( @sege-h ) vs Reflex the Hedgehog (@therealsirsticker)
RIGHT
9. Sakuranbo “Ran” the Kitsune ( @starlitskvader) vs Haunt ( @pactwraith )
10. Rey the Otter ( @mega-gh0st) vs Umbra the Android ( @autismshadow )
11. Whistle the Wolf ( @khalewren ) vs Lily Gale ( @vagevurig )
12. Midnight Moon ( @angelicdevil ) vs Sik the Hedgehog ( @getallemeralds )
13. Eli ( @sonics-ask-blog ) vs Tara-Ka the Echidna ( @jimmychakraborty )
14. Eris ( @greyjediluke ) vs Lux ( @fourhedge )
15. Echo the Cat ( @sonicnewschannel ) vs Khalid the Snow Leopard ( @lexo-dog)
16. Shai ( @spooperdedooper ) vs Flax ( @new-kelp-city )
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⭐ a very wolfstar christmas playlist ⭐
You'll laugh, you'll cry (I apologize for my actions, I really have nothing to say for myself), you'll be merry and bright.
1. Handjobs for the Holidays // Broken Social Scene
Let me take you on, we'll get high just a little
Try to surface the calm, we don't come inside
We've got eyes that leave us in places we don't see
2. The Stars Shine in the Sky Tonight // Eels
I can't live in a world that you have left behind
Seen a lot, been through too much
But this is where I draw the line
It's not where you're coming from
It's where you're going to
And I just want to go with you
[...]
The stars shine in the sky tonight
Like a path beyond the grave
When you wish upon the star
There's two of us you need to save
3. The Day After Tomorrow // Phoebe Bridgers
I close my eyes every night
And I dream that I can hold you
They fill us full of lies, everyone buys
About what it means to be a soldier
I still don't know how I'm supposed to feel
About all the blood that's been spilled
Will God, on His throne, get me back home
On the day after tomorrow?
4. Two Queens In a King Sized Bed // girl in red
I don't have a lot to give
But I would give you everything
All my time is yours to spend
Let me wrap you in with my skin
With my skin
Two queens in a king-sized bed
Like angels in the snow
My only wish is one more year
And then I want them all
Your freckled cheeks, our tangled feet
The closer, the better it gets
So let's stay right here
Until forever disappears
5. The Blood We Bleed // Tom Odell
I walk back home, you're all alone
The ivy's grown, it's Christmas Eve
I brought some wine, it tastes like shite
But it provides the spark we need
Come on, let's fight, don't be polite
You know the knife that cuts me deep
You treat me tough, we call it love
But it's your blood, I'm gonna bleed
6. Snow On The Beach // Taylor Swift (ft Lana Del Rey)
One night, a few moons ago
I saw flecks of what could've been lights
But it might just have been you
Passing by unbeknownst to me
Life is emotionally abusive
And time can't stop me quite like you did
And my flight was awful, thanks for asking
I'm unglued, thanks to you
And it's like snow at the beach
Weird but fuckin' beautiful
Flying in a dream, stars by the pocketful
You wanting me tonight feels impossible
7. Better Than Anyone // Mary Beth Maziarz
For weeks I've been crying too much
Ditched my zoloft, still won't be touched
By the world moving by, Christmas lights
Can you believe it, already again, (I know you can, cause)
You know me better than anyone
Anyone, ever so far
You show me things that I never see
Thanks for completing me. . . the way that you do (the way that you do)
8. Christmas Lights // Coldplay
Those Christmas lights
Light up the street
Maybe they'll bring her back to me
And then all my troubles will be gone
Oh, Christmas lights keep shining on
9. Pick Up Where We Left Off // Upsahl
We've been through the highs and lows
Through the fires and the smoke
Only ones that don't let go (Oh, yeah)
I could hold in the palm of my hand
Yeah, we're dancing in the laugher, swingin' from the rafters
Life is moving fast, wonder where it goes
Drinking after midnight, I know all your white lies
You know I'll still laugh at all your bad jokes
Cause it feels like no time's been lost
When we pick up where we left off (Ah-ah)
10. Thank God It's Christmas // Queen
Oh, my love, we've had our share of tears
Oh, my friends, we've had our hopes and fears
Oh, my friends, it's been a long hard year
But now it's Christmas
Yes, it's Christmas
Thank God it's Christmas
The moon and stars seem awful cold and bright
Let's hope the snow will make this Christmas right
11. Invisible // Zara Larsson
How many nights do you lie awake
In the darkest place?
How many days do you shed the pain
Of your darker days?
All I know is
If happy lives a mile away
A couple steps is all it takes
If kindness lives in everyone
Then all it takes is standing up
Can't touch it, see it
But you can always feel it
12. Christmas Is Going To The Dogs // Eels
Well, Christmas is going to the dogs
We'd rather have chew toys than Yule logs
And things aren't looking very good, it's true
So I'll just lay here and chew
13. We're The Lucky Ones // The Marías
I can't wait for Christmas
We'll be happier than we have
I can't wait for Christmas
We'll laugh and we'll dance and we'll cry
We've come this far
With beating hearts
We're the lucky ones, ah-ah
14. Brightest Star // Chris Isaak
I saw a star above the clouds
It was the brightest one
And I have just begun to understand you
You give me reason to believe
And though I've doubted you
You always see me through
I would owe to you
Your love
15. Little Things // ABBA
Little things
Like your naughty eyes
You'd consider bringing me a breakfast tray
But there's a price
Little things
Like that happy noise
As a brand new day is dawning
On this lovely Christmas morning
16. Song For a Winter's Night // Sarah McLachlan
The lamp is burnin' low upon my table top
The snow is softly falling
The air is still in the silence of my room
I hear your voice softly calling
If I could only have you near
To breathe a sigh or two
I would be happy just to hold the hands I love
On this winter night with you
17. Fool's Gold // Lucy Dacus
He'll blame the alcohol
And you'll blame the full moon
She'll blame the fall of man
But I blame the part of you
That can't let up on the reigns
You've got life in a chokehold
You say that it's all the same
All glittering fool's gold
18. Happy Xmas (War is Over) // John Lennon
A very Merry Christmas
And a happy New Year
Let's hope it's a good one
Without any fear
War is over, if you want it
War is over now
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Art Student Apartment Renovation (Pinecrest 402)
Speed build: https://youtu.be/eSDiOMw9jWs
Download: https://www.curseforge.com/sims4/rooms-lots/art-student-renovation-pinecrest-402
This cozy art student apartment located at #pinecrest402 is the perfect home for a Sim looking for a fashionable but small 1-bedroom, 1-bathroom home to perfect their art skill. Includes a small kitchen and a laundry unit off the living room as well as a spacious bathroom filled with plants.
• 1 bedroom
• 1 bathroom
• §45,074
• Pinecrest 402 in Evergreen Harbor
EPs: Cottage Living, Snowy Escape, Eco Lifestyle, Cats & Dogs, City Living
GPs: Dream Home Decorator
SPs: Paranormal Stuff
Kits: Blooming Rooms
For the full list of CC used, keep reading
@maxismatchccworld
CC used
@ars-botanica
More Peonies
@bramblefinch
Little Friends Portraits
@brazenlotus
Parenthood Floor Clutter
@charlypancakes
MODISH / SMOL / DINNA
@/dedcowplant
Trigo Shelf
@felixandresims
Shop the Look
felixandresims and harrie-cc (house of harlix)
Livin Rum / Orjanic / Harluxe / The Kichen / Bafroom / Tiny Twavellers
@harrie-cc
Brutalist Bathroom / Stockholm / Shop the Look / Brownstone / Halcyon Kitchen
@hamburgercakes
Hygge
@illogicalsims
Contemporary Living / Simkea Furnishings
@leaf-motif
Botanic Boudoir / Sunny Corner / Vintage Crockery / Starlight Crystals
@litttlecakes
Vintage Clutter
@lovefooly-sims
Bullet Journal
@/maruska-go (TSR)
Sweet Memories Tea Set
@mio-sims
Curio Kitchen Conversion
@myshunosun
Lottie
@mlyssimblr
Nordic Clothing Rack
@/nando
Trip to Egypt (Free download on patreon)
@nolan-sims
Herbalists Frames / Potted Pleasures
@oni28
Artists Workroom / Vintage Living Room
@peacemaker-ic
Elsie Bedroom / Kingston Dining / Colour Me Rugs / Kitayama Dining and Living / Mid-century Abode / Caine Living / Hudson Bathroom / Bayside Bedroom / Mina Kitchen / Hampton's Getaway / Myra Living
@pictureamoebae
Feature Wall Add-on for Plaster Style Walls
@piersim
Oak House Pt. 5 and 6 / Winter Garden / Cold Brew
@plumbobteasociety
Cottage Garden / Rustic Romance
@/pysszny
Kitchen Goodies (blogspot)
@ravasheencc
Hot Sim Disguise Clutter Set / Woke Up Like This Bedroom / DIY Art Insert Set (TSR) / Pillow Talk / Simmer Down Flour Jars (TSR) / Peg to Differ Dish Towel / SMEGlish sink / Simmer Down Wine Rack (TSR)
@/severinka
Vintage Set (TSR)
@/silkenvoid
Cotton Fresh Linens
@/simcredible (TSR)
Cafeteria / Zara Pouf / Chlorophyll Plants / Jules Makeup
@sixamcc
Kessler Kitchen / Small Spaces Pantry
@/thingsbydean
Concrete Obsession
@/simsi45
16 Potted Houseplants (mod the Sims)
#the sims 4#the sims 4 build#the sims 4 cc#ts4 download#ts4 build#the sims 4 apartment#ts4 apartment#showusyourbuilds#simblr#mlplaysthesims#melandcapybara
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Daminette Decmeber 2022: 24-Joke (Meme)
Lila smiled as she sat on top of a red Chevrolet Corvette. It had been so easy to lie to Alya and tell her it was hers. It had been in the same place all week.
'This is going to show everyone I'm still relevant. Gabriel never should have let me go!'
Alya smiled as she quickly took pictures and then brought up her live feed to show how amazing her best frined was. There had been some haters on there criticizing her blog and saying mean things about her friend. She was about to prove them all wrong.
"Get off of my car, Lila!" a voice shouted.
Alya turned herself, with her phone, to see Marinette with her arms crossed and her hips cocked.
"Your car?" Alya shouted.
Lila laughed, "You would never be able to afford this car. You're just a baker's daughter."
Alya and Lila laughed. Marinette glared at the pair and pulled out her car keys. She waved the keys in the air, before pressing a button and showing who the true owner of the car was. Lila turned bright red, having her lie exposed by the same girl again.
"Get off my car, Liar, before I call the police on you." Marinette demanded.
Lila quickly got off the car.
"How can you afford something like this?" Alya asked.
"My husband got it for me for my birthday." Marinette smiled, "I doubt you'd be able to afford something like this."
"I'm a fashion model and designer for Gabriel!" Lila exclaimed, "I'm gonna be in the fashion show! He personally asked me to be his model in his collaboration with that new designer, Zara."
Mari laughed, "Oh yeah. You're definetly still a liar."
"I am not!" Lila cried.
Alya looked between the two and then down at her phone. She had forgotten she was live, but the comment section was flying! They were laughing.
"Fakers!"
"I told you that Lie-La girl was full of shit!"
"Have you looked up her other lies?"
"Did you hear her claim the car was hers?"
"Wasn't she fired from Gabriel?"
"Haven't seen her anywhere but on this blog."
"This isn't a live stream; It's a LIE stream!"
"LOL"
"HAHAHA"
"LMAO"
Alya glared at the comment section and quickly shut down the live stream.
"Marinette!" a familiar voice called.
"Adrien!" Marinette cried back, happily.
Adrien quickly hugged Marinette, "You think your husband would mind if you give me a ride to the fashion show?"
"Of course not." Mari smiled, "You're my model after all."
'Adrien's her model? What about Gabriel?'
Alya turned to Lila. She could see she was upset. Alya turned back to ask what was going on.
"Hands off my wife, Agreste!" another voice shouted.
Lila and Alya stared at the new man. He was tall, broad-chested, had olive skin, forest green eyes, and jet black hair. He was dressed in a black suit and tie.
'That's Marinette's husband?'
"Damian!" Marinette cried, quickly rushing over and kissing him, "Adrien needs a ride to the show. I can't leave my model behind."
Damain looked at Adrien, who was pleading. His eyes kept shifting to the other woman nearby.
"Fine." Damian stated.
"Yes!" Adrien shouted.
"Back seat!" the Wayne commanded.
Adrien smiled and saluted, "Yes, Sir!"
Marinette unlocked the car and Adrien was quick to jump into the back seat.
"Why don't you let me drive, Angel?" Damian asked, "I know your nerves."
Marinette handed the keys over. Both Waynes climbed into the front seat and drove off, without another word.
"Oh, no!" Lila quickly cried out, "I'm going to be late to the show! I have to be there early!" before running off.
Alya smiled, as she proudly showed off her media badge. She hated reporting fashion. She never had the passion for it, but Lila had helped her get the job. She couldn't wait to see her on the runway, but walk after walk, she saw didn't see her. She knew she had seen Natalie so that only confirmed that Gabriel and Adrien were backstage with Lila.
Alya smiled and quickly took pictures as Adrien walked out.
'There he is! Lila should be coming out next!'
Adrien stood at the end of the runway and picked up a mic.
"Let me introduce you to the one and only designer known as Zara!" he announced, "Marinette Wayne!"
Alya almost dropped her camera.
'No! No! That can't be! Lila wouldn't have lied to me! She told me she was working with Zara...but she also said that was her corvette. Lila....lied to me.'
"Thank you for all coming to the fashion event and we will see you all next year!" someone announced.
Alya quickly looked around. Marinette and Adrien had already left the runway. She looked around and saw that many people were getting out of their seats and heading next door to the after party. She had so many questions for them. Why had Lila not modeled? Why was Adrien working with Marinette and not his father? Lila had said that Adrien wasn't even speaking to Marinette; that he hated her, but that wasn't true from what she saw earlier.
Alya pulled out her phone and opened up her blog. Thousands of subscribers were gone. Her eyes teared up as she read the comment section.
"Thx @chuckleslamby for recommending me this blog!"
"OMG! Did you see that @FennicGod?"
"@TrashySpacePanda"
"@Spiltteacorner"
"That was as funny as they said it would be! LOL!"
"If you need a good laugh, always the best place!"
"Comedy blog GOLD!"
"Fake ppl who act like they know everything. Almost as good as the ppl who get karma!"
Alya bit her lip to keep herself from sobbing. These weren't the loyal followers she had expected. These were people who loved to laugh and make fun of her and Lila. They knew everything had been a lie up to now and she had been so blind to it all. That was the moment she knew that was why she didn't have a real journalist job.
Alya watched from nearby as Adrien spoke to Marinette and her husband, like nothing had ever changed, since college. She didn't know Marinette had gotten married. Gabriel Agreste was even talking to her like she was a big deal.
"I'm so proud to see the wonderful designer you have blossomed into." Gabriel spoke.
"We loved having you both at the wedding." Marinette smiled, "Thank you for helping me, again, with my wedding dress. You both have done so much for me."
Adrien hugged Marinette again, "I'd do anything for you."
Damian quickly pulled Marinette into his arms, "What you can do for me, is stop grabbing my wife."
Marinette giggled, "Adrien's always been a bit touchy with me." earning her husband's famous glare thrown Adrien's way, "Don't worry, Habibi. Adrien knows I can hurt him if he touches somewhere he's not suppose to."
"And your husband would kill me if I did." Adrien winced.
"True." Damian smirked.
"Adrien only gets hugs and head pats." Mari declared, "Besides, I'm sure Adrien will have a new person to hug and cuddle since he'll be an uncle."
Damian and Adrien looked at her confused.
"Congradulations." replied Gabriel.
"Thank you, Gabriel." Marinette answered.
Damian kissed her head, "You are 100% correct?"
Mari nodded and leaned intot her husband more.
"I don't get it." Adrien frowned.
The fashion designer chuckled, "I'm pregnant."
Adrien pulled her back into his arms and shouted, "I'm an uncle!"
Gabriel smirked as Damian rolled his eyes, before pulling Marinette back to his side.
"I'll help!" Adrien exclaimed, "I'll move to Gotham and-"
"You can help spoil, but I think that's it, as far as 'Uncle Duties' go." Marinette giggled, "Damian will be doing everything else."
"Right." Adrien blushed.
Nothing was like Lila had told her. Marinette was happy with her life. She had a loving husband and a child on the way. Adrien still seemed to be a big part of her life as a brother figure. Alya walked out of the party and saw Lila sitting on the steps, looking miserable.
"I should be happy you look like shit." Alya commented.
Lila turned and glared at her, as she sat on the steps in her glittery black corset dress.
'She's never looked at me like that before. Why? Is it because I know she lied to me?'
"It's what I should say for you lying to me so much." she stated.
Lila rolled her eyes, "What do you want then? A prize? A trophy? The 'You Fucked Up' award?".
'This isn't the Lila I know. This girl is bitter. Did she lie because she knew Marinette was happy? Is Lila unhappy? Did I ever know the real Lila?'
Lila sighed, "Like I told that bitch in college, I only tell people what they want to hear. It was easy to fool you all to doing what I wanted you to do. I didn't expect it to come to an end, tonight."
'A fool. That's all I am to her? Not even her best friend?'
"Including yourself?" Alya growled out, rushing back inside.
Lila stood up and began to walk home. Lila ignored the tears pouring down her cheeks.
'Yeah. I lie to myself the most.'
Lila had tried her hardest to get backstage and into the event, but had been caught by Gabriel Agreste. She had begged him to let her be in his fashion line. She never expected him to tell her he had signed over Gabriel to Marinette and merged the company, years ago. The Gabriel brand no longer existed; it was a apart of Zara, now. He couldn't pull any strings for her as Marinette and Adrien had restraining orders on her, he reminded her. Marinette ran the business, completely. She was the brains and artist behin the brand. He would submit deisgns every now and then, but other then that, he had been vacationing the last couple years.
Lila slumped against the door as she made her way into her apartment and sighed.
'So much for my grand re-entrance.'
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ok so i just woke up and i have to tell you all about the dream i had before i forget it because the vibes were So Strange i know people love to be like “nobody cares about other people’s dreams” but personally i think this was FUNNY. in hindsight. in the dream i was kind of annoyed
anyway i was like. the fairy queen or something and it was this big fairy party (not like a royal ball more like a house party but the house is Fancy with plants and glitter and satin everywhere. and fountains of wine and whatnot) and i’m sat on my party throne (one of those big martini glass bathtubs with a round mattress in it) (i’m filling in the gaps okay let me have my fun but it was like a big round bed but Tall so i could enjoy watching people dance. the martini tub would be on brand though i just don’t know what the underneath looked like because i never got off it. i’ll get to Why
and i’m lounging i’m gossiping with the girls drinking fairy wine and honestly. i’ll say it. serving absolute Cunt. when one of my loyal subjects sadly flies over and he lands next to me and i (Awake Ana) Recognise him. it’s timmy chalamet (who is apparently a fairy. also i don’t know how to spell his full first name so i will be calling him timmy throughout i’m sorry i’m usually a big proponent of getting people’s names right but i just woke up and i know i’ll forget the dream in like five minutes).
and Fairy Queen me obviously knows him and is like oh poor timmy what’s happened. and he’s absolutely out of his tree on fairy wine but he’s a Sad drunk and he starts crying about how not enough people think he’s hot anymore and how everyone used to want him and now he’s willy wonka and nobody wants him what’s WRONG with him what HAPPENED he used to have it ALL. all explained through sobbing.
and so as a kind fairy queen i say oh poor timmy it’s okay i’m sure someone somewhere still thinks you’re hot. and i let him put his head on my lap and continue to cry while i make eye contact with my fairy girlies and roll my eyes while taking a bitchy sip of my wine. and you would think that’s like a solid narrative end that’s where i would wake up right? no.
the dream continues but all i can do is halfheartedly pat timmy’s head and every now and then i try to gently hint that i would like him to go somewhere else now because he’s really bringing down the vibe like they’re playing bangers and i can’t even get up and dance with the girlies buffy-and-faith style because i have this sad little guy crying on me.
it felt like it went on forever and i was like. ugh this isnt even worth crying about let alone for a whole party but i knew he was fragile because my friend warned me that one of his stan accounts quit after they changed their hair conditioner and realised the old one was sinking into their brain and making them attracted to mr chalamet (i’m assuming because i was looking at a compilations of stan accounts coming to reason after finding black mould in their room or getting on mood stabilisers before i went to bed). and so i couldn’t bring myself to just push him off me or get the fairy bouncers (??) to kick him out so the rest of my dream was like. well i guess i’m stuck here with this guy crying all over my spider silk dress while everyone else dances to lush life by zara larsson
#i wrote this all stream of consciousness (??) and then added in paragraph breaks to make it Actually vaugely readable but idk if where i put#them makes any sense. whatever#i AM obsessed with the setting though. if i was rich…#i’ll find a photo of one of those martini glass tubs they’re honestly iconic#i like to think fairy queen ana has parties in the summer where there are ponds and pools and lily pads everywhere and for those parties the#martini glass is full of water and rose petals instead#god ok now im sad that isnt my life. glad that i dont have to deal with sad drunk timmy chalamet though
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Catrina Alice Covey (Kayson's Listener)
Full Name: Catrina Alice Covey
Nickname(s): Allie, Caty, Trina, Covey, Prefect, Babe (By Kayson)
Birthday: November 12 / Scorpio
Age: 20
Birthplace: Conifer, Colorado
Parents Names: Howard and Rita Covey
Parents Occupation: Howard (Photographer), Rita (Accountant)
Former Residence(s): Aurora, Colorado (13 years)
Current Residence: London, England.
Living With: Kayson
Right or Left-Handed?: Left-Handed
Words/Phrases: "Very Fantabulous.", "Oh my goodness."
Habits: Organizing her room and Going to the library frequently
Appearance
Height: 5'0
Weight: Secret
Skin Tone: Fair
Body Shape: Hourglass
Hair: Dark Brown (Straight or Wavy)
Eyes: Blue
Face Shape: Round
Everyday Dress Styles: 80s Outfits, Bomber Jackets, Peter Pan dresses, Floral Dresses, Wears Chuck Taylor and Pumps. Some of her outfits are from Anthropologie, Aritzia, Zara, Forever 21, American Eagle and definitely JCPenney. Cardigans, Striped Sweaters, Overalls, Jumpers, Spotted Headbands, Fluffy coat, Pink Duffle Coat (in case if she's cold).
Formal Dress Style: Tulle Dresses, Hair ribbons, Heels.
Any Jewellery: Heart Necklace Given by Kayson, Heart Earrings, Ribbon Bow Earrings.
Facts About Catrina
Catrina is passionate about everything from the 80s, but she makes sure those things would still be acceptable today.
Her favorite hobbies is to make some playlists via cassette tapes when she's not studying.
Catrina's parents met in a mall called Villa Italia Mall in Lakewood, Colorado when they're both in college.
Catrina has a few friends but she was bullied and being called a freak by her peers in the states. When she moved in London she earned new friends (incl. Spencer/Luca's Listener)
Her part time job is baking at a nearby bakery and bakes too especially in a relationship she is always up for new pastries.
Her dream college before was CU Boulder where her parents studied but her family wanted to move to England.
She doesn't usually use digital materials on researching. Instead, she uses the card catalogue for her references.
Her Favorite Flowers are Forget-Me-Nots.
She loves listening to The Cure, Wham!, Queen and Bananarama.
When she was single what Catrina wants in a relationship is someone putting their hand in her back pocket. Just like in Sixteen Candles. Writes her notes everyday.
Catrina does not like driving in a bad weather (Especially Snowing)
She's pretty close with her family.
Kayson is her first. 😊
Her favorite film genres are chick flicks, horror and sometimes romantic comedies.
She joins a few clubs in uni.
Catrina has a sticker book which is her collection of stickers.
Ever since she was a little girl, she has a Lisa Frank collection (Stickers, Coloring Books, Notebooks and Sticker Books)
At the arcade she is very skilled in playing Pac-Man and Dragon's Lair.
Her favorite Care Bear is Cheer Bear.
She loves experiencing renting movies at a video rental store.
Catrina has a collection of Seventeen magazines.
She likes watching music videos on MTV (which her mother recorded, since they do not do it anymore).
Catrina is not a smoker.
She also listens on vinyl.
During her 13th Birthday in London, Catrina got a Walkman from her family.
She sometimes get gifts such as Sandylion stickers for her collection.
Catrina loves collecting Calico Critters (Sylvanian Families).
#zsakuva#sakuverse#kayson#catrina alice covey#zsakuva kayson#kayson zsakuva#Kayson X Catrina#oc#Listener#Kayson X Listener#80s#80s aesthetic#collage
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