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mynameismckenziemae · 5 months

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Ain’t No Sunshine When She’s Gone-Chapter VII

We Robert ‘Bob’ Floyd x Female Reader (no use of y/n)

She’s always gone too long

(previous chapter here, next chapter here)

Warnings: talk of medical stuff (sutures, blood, needles, etc)

“They’re being evaluated by medical now.”

A wave of nausea hits you at Penny’s words. Relief that he’s alive, along with everyone else, but fearing the extent of his injuries. You plop down beside her on the stairs with a heavy sigh. Penny squeezes your shoulder before rubbing a hand over your back.

“Does it get easier? The deployments?” You ask, already knowing the answer.

“No. It doesn’t. All you can do is try not to worry and pray they make it back.” She replies.

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Waiting is the worst part. You and Steve hang out with Penny and Amelia in the house for the day, watching Nicholas Sparks movies on the couch.

Your phone starts to buzz. It’s a text from Jake.

Jake: Hey Sun. I haven’t seen them yet, but I think they’re okay. They took them to medical on scoop stretchers as a precaution but heard Nat bitching about it, and you know she would’ve been a wreck if she wasn’t sure Bob was good. You okay?

Tears of relief spring to your eyes. You feel like you can breathe again. He’s right, Natasha would’ve been fighting them every step of the way if Bob hadn’t responded to her.

Sunny: Oh thank God. I’ve been worried sick. I’m okay now. Thank you thank you thank you for telling me. Are you okay? Did you see them come in?

Jake: No problem, I’d want to know too if I wasn’t here. I heard them take the hit and about lost it. But Nat was so calm. Bob too, as usual. Just calmly asked them to deploy the barrier net as it was gonna be rough. I thought I was gonna puke. But she landed it perfectly under the circumstances, like always.

You get a picture from him and gasp when you open it—it’s a gorgeous, white-gold diamond engagement ring.

Jake: Don’t say anything, but I’m asking her to marry me when I get to see her. I’ve had the ring for a while, just been trying to plan the perfect proposal. But after today I realized it doesn’t matter, she doesn’t care. Life’s too fucking short.

Sunny: OMG JAKE! It’s gorgeous! She’s going to love it! Congratulations!

Jake: Don’t jinx it! She hasn’t said yes yet. 😬

Sunny: Lol, there’s no doubt in my mind that she will. I better get an invite to the wedding.

Jake: Of course, if Nat doesn’t steal you as a bridesmaid, you’ll be standing with me as a groomsman. I think you can pull off a tux.

Sunny: Haha, I don’t know about that. I’d do it for you though.

Sunny: Nat told me you wanted to kill Derek that night at the Hard Deck. I’m really glad you didn’t (you’re too pretty for prison), but thank you for being my corner.

Jake: I would’ve in a heartbeat (I look good in orange) but I couldn’t have lived with myself if he would’ve hurt you because I stepped in. I’m sorry I didn’t see the signs sooner and wasn’t there for you.

Sunny: It’s not your fault. Nor is it mine I’ve come to realize. I’m just glad he’s gone and I can talk freely to you guys again.

Jake: Me too. I missed you. Hey, I gotta go. I think one of the nurses is coming. I’ll keep you updated if Bob can’t have his phone.

Sunny: Sounds good, thanks again, Jake. Go get your girl!

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You fill Penny and Amelia in on what Jake’s told you, leaving the proposal out since it’s not your news to share. Soon after, Penny leaves the room to take Pete’s call.

Amelia heads out too, going to get ready to hang with friends now that the dark cloud hanging over you all has lifted.

Soon Penny is back, offering no updates other than that they should hopefully be stateside again in the next day or two.

You head back up to your apartment to feed Steve his supper when you get another incoming text, this time from Nat.

Nat: Hey, Bob’s okay! He has a cut on his cheek from the glass and some bruising on his chest from the restraints, but he’s okay. I just got discharged and doc was going in by Bradley next, and then Bob.

You take a deep breath, the weight finally lifting from your chest.

Sunny: THANK YOU. I don’t even know what to say. I can’t express to you how grateful I am for getting him got him back. How are you?

Nat: I told you I’d bring him back safe. I’m great actually. 💍

A picture comes through of her and Jake. Tear-stained faces pressed together and grinning from ear to ear as she holds up her left hand, showing off her new ring.

Sunny: CONGRATULATIONS! What a beautiful ring! I’m so happy for you two!

Nat: He did good, didn’t he? I hate to do this, but can I let you go? Jake wants to call his mama and show her.

Sunny: Of course! Thank you again. Love ya.

Nat: Love you! See you soon!

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Bradley calls soon after.

“Hey Sunny girl, how are ya? Holding up okay?”

“Hey, yeah I’m good now that I know you’re all okay. How are you?”

“Physically, I’m fine, I didn’t need medical but it’s protocol if you’re hit. Mentally though? I’m a little shaken up actually.” He replies, the vulnerability in his response surprising you.

“Will you tell me about it?” You ask, phrasing it that way so he doesn’t feel pressured.

“Yeah, okay. I knew they had me locked in and I barrel-rolled to avoid the brunt of it, but in that split second I—I know it sounds cliche but my life flashed before my eyes. I thought I was done for, that I’d be seeing my rents again soon,” voice shaking, he continues, “The whole flight back I just kept thinking about everything I haven’t experienced, I mean I’ve done some cool shit in my life but…I don’t have anyone to share it with. No one to come home to, just an empty, quiet house. I don’t mean—I…I know I have you back again, I’m so grateful for that, and your mom and dad have never stopped trying, even though I keep them at arms length. Fuck, this isn’t coming out right at all, sorry.” He laughs wetly through his tears. “I just wanna love someone like my dad loved my mom, you know? Marriage, kids all that. Man, who knew almost dying would turn you into a sap?”

Your heart hurts for him. “I understand. It’s okay to want those things. You’ll find her.”

“I hope so. If not, I’ll just join you and Bob. We can be a throuple.” He replies, voice clearer now, back to his antics.

You laugh. “Maybe not that, but you know I’m always here for you, right? My parents too. And Mav and Penny. We all love you.”

“Yeah, I know. Thanks, Sunny girl. Hey, I think Bob’s about done. I’ll let you go. See you in a few days, alright?”

“Sounds good, can’t wait to see you all” you reply, hanging up.

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You lay on the couch and Steve joins you, plopping down with a heavy sigh on your chest, pushing the air out of your lungs. You laugh and boop his nose. “You’re relieved too, huh?”

Your heart begins to pound when your phone rings. You accept the FaceTime and burst into tears as his sweet face appears, looking as handsome as ever, even when sporting a neatly sutured cut on his cheek.

“Oh no, I’m okay. I’m so sorry, honey. Please, don’t cry.” He says, slurring slightly.

“No, I’m sorry, I’m just so relieved. Are you okay? You sound funny.” You ask, laughing as Steve’s head pops up when he hears Bob.

“Yeah,” he yawns. “So I really don’t like needles. And they told me they had to numb the cut first so they could put stitches in. Then they pulled out this big needle and were about to stick it in my face to numb it. But then I got super lightheaded and the nurse told the doctor I was going…vasovaginal or something? Then they laid me down and put my feet up for a few minutes and gave me…a lousy-pam pill? I think that’s what they said, I don’t know, it made me tired though. I told them I don’t have a vagina though. Why would they say that Sunny?”

You bite your lip to keep from laughing as you answer. “It sounds like you had a vasovagal reaction, which just means you were about to faint. It happens all the time when needles are involved. They put your feet up to get the blood flowing back to your head. The pill sounds like it was lorazepam, to help you relax to have the stitches done. Which looks good, by the way.”

“Oh…okay. That makes sense. God, you’re so smart, Sun” he chuckles.

“Thanks,” You smile, tears already drying.

He is going to be mortified tomorrow if he remembers this.

You can see he’s fighting to keep his eyes open. “I’m sorry, but I think I’m gonna go to bed. I’m just so tired.”

“I understand. I’m just glad I was able to see you. Do you know if anyone called Annie?”

“I’m not sure, could you though? And tell her I love her?” He mumbles, eyes drifting closed, the phone dropping slightly in his hand.

“Yeah, I’ll call her. Goodnight. I’m so glad you’re okay”.

“Me too. Night, love you”. He replies, hanging up.

Even though you know it's a slip off the tongue, your heart stutters.

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You shoot a text to Annie asking if she has a few minutes to chat and she calls you nstantly.

You tell her what happened and apologize for not getting in touch sooner, but you didn’t want to worry her while she’s on vacation until you knew more.

“It’s okay, I understand and appreciate it.” She assures you, talking over the girls who are yelling for her in the background. She lets you go after promising her a coffee date when she’s back.

You let Steve out a last time, get your work stuff ready for the next day, and fall into bed early, utterly exhausted from the stress of the day.

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Bob wakes up the next morning stiff and sore, but feeling well rested. As he’s stretching the kinks out, the conversation with Sunny comes rushing back to him. He groans as he remembers telling her about fainting over a needle. He feels like he might be sick when he recalls saying ‘I love you’.

He doesn’t have time to dwell on it though, as Bradley knocks on the door, giving him a 5-minute warning before their debriefing.

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You check your phone on your lunch break and you have a single unread text.

Penny: They’ll be back tonight by 6.

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A/N: Sorry for the little cliff hanger last night. I think this is the first chapter I’ve written with no smut lol. Any one catch on to what I’m setting up for Bradley?

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deejadabbles · 10 months

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Trying to focus on chapter two of the Handmaiden's Fox long enough to finish it. But instead I'm listening to Ain't No Sunshine and Nearly Witches on repeat, thinking about the chapter where Fox finally starts to realize he's in love with you.

#AINT NO SUNSHINE WHEN SHE GOOOONE AND SHE ALWAYS GONE TOO LONG #or alternatively #EVER SINCE WE MET I ONLY SHOOT UP WITH YOUR PERFUME!!#very dif songs but they both capture the vibe alright?!#deeja rambles

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ihatehomework · 1 month

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yall i miss jily😭😭😭 not like its gone but like the marauders used to be so happy sunshine gryffindor vibes. but also i feel like we collectively all forget how much james potter HATED slytherin. idk i also think that yes death eaters were humans BUT they also killed so many people like are we forgetting that barty crouch jr literally tortured alice and frank longbottom he is at fault for neville growing up without his parents😭 i genuinely think that people forget that evan, barty etc. actually killed people and killed people who were probably friends with the marauders. ik that everyone deserves a second chance but seriously???? do you actually think that the rosiers were good people and didn't hate and discriminate against muggleborns??? NOT EVERYONE HAS A TRAGIC BACKSTORY IDK SOME OF THEM ARE JUST EVIL. the way everyone defends evan rosier (love his character but i have beef with the way he gets away with being a death eater later on) but snape, who i absolutely detest, hate and think should have died earlier, who also actually did something that was not evil in his lifetime, is the most hated marauders character like????? and the black sisters???? yes love a complex female character but are we seriously trying to redeem bellatrix? do we not remember WHAT SHE SCARED ON HERMIONE LIKE WHAT. and love the newer marauders fandom but everyones so emo and depressed this is supposed to be FUN. also the characters feel so ooc. everytime i see casanova remus lupin im like 'huh thats supposed to be sirius and james???' love remus but my boy aint rizzing anyone up hes a shy af introvert. and jegulus is so cute but remember that james is #no.1slytherinhater and he was absolutely smitten with lily evans FROM THE FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL. REMEMBER WHEN JILY WAS THE BACKBONE OF THE MARAUDERS? like they ate fr. this became a whole ass paragraph damn i did not know i had so much to say about this. i can lowkey already sniff the comments or thoughts saying 'oh let us have our fun its just a story' im not stopping you this is just my opinion. 'oh none of this is actually proven' please give me a break😭🙏 like most of the source material goes against the fandoms perception of the marauders. 'fuck jkr we'll do what we want' youve basically just made 10 million ocs and give them names of characters like im eating up all the marauders content but genuinely can we go back to the happier times??

#marauders #jily #just my opinion #marauders fandom #james potter #remus lupin #sirius black #evan rosier #barty crouch jr #lily evans #bellatrix lestrange #black sisters #harry potter #pro jily #james x lily #analysis #kinda #i just really miss the old happy marauders

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starshipdecay · 5 days

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Toon Zelda redesigns! I've never been fond of the Toon Zelda design, and these girls deserve some individuality. Design notes and rambles below the cut :D

(time to turn the proper grammar off i aint capitalizing all this. warning: i am verbose)

first up, tmc zelda!

shes the one most like toon zelda, since i felt like the vibes fit the *most* (though not a lot). also, with her place on the timeline, i could justify a lot of bits, like the wings and the cape

the cape! obvs it comes from the toon zelda base design, but also it involves skyloftian fashion! i take the timeline as a challenge, and i once saw a take somewhere that the skyloftians all wear their family crests (most often birds lol) on their person. zelda here (and link too) do just that, wearing their family crests on little caplets. on the back is, of course the royal crest

i went very cutesy princess for her. tmc has such a *whimsical* vibe that i feel is very. muted? by the fact its stuck with the toon style. so i wanted to put in that vibe here. also her sprites make it look like her skirt is super poofy, so how could i not?

curly hair: i wanted something interesting, and most zeldas have straight hair. so! adds to the cuteness

i didnt draw it so well but she (and link) both have very sleepy expressions. zelda especially just has a sleepy expression in her sprite, its quite adorable.

shes not as decked out as other princesses, cuz i see tmc taking place before the royal family really starts to get *royal* as we see it. shes still of course got a tiara and some embroidery tho.

Tetra! her base design isnt all that changed from the original. her name is a fun hc of mine tho. i think "von Hyrule" sounds better as a surname than just "hyrule". shes not zelda, but shes still a descendant.

(WW) princess z (as i call her)

I went more oot zelda vibes for her, since she would be closer, temporally, to oot. i also went very warm, since ive never seen the flood as a *warm* endeavor.

shes got the shoulder danglies, as most zeldas have shoulder armor of some kind. the danglies instead of actual armor are supposed to kind of evoke a royal sea captain kind of vibe.

shes ghostly, with a fish-eyed stare. shes been dead and gone for a long time. shes also a bit taller and a few years older than tetra (as of ww). shes just some spectre the king saw in tetra, not at all a close match

tetra, being smaller than princess z, doesnt fit into the clothes. the dress is too big for her (as is in canon gd that skirt is WAY too long for her), the coat is baggy. the role of a princess *literally* does not fit her.

the ribbons! theyre my replacement for the wings, and they represent the wind in the game! since its represented by white lines, the ribbons are a perfect symbolic match. (also, a note, tetras hair is shorter and coarser than princess z's)

i mostly bullshitted the blue panel but the vague idea i gave it was 'a hope for the triforce to give good fortunes to the people' (pictured as dots, mostly behind her arms)

Pirate Queen Tetra

ph! about a year has passed, and tetra has really grown into her own! as well as literally grown!

shes still tetra, pirate and captain, but shes incorporated that royal heritage into her identity: quite literally! she made piecemeal of the original outfit (what was left of it anyway after the fight), and added bits and pieces to her new life.

she also takes full advantage of said heritage to call herself pirate queen. its great for branding. whos gonna say she CANT go by pirate queen?

the seagull feather is from Aryll. only crew member tetra wears a trinket from (who can say no to that ball of sunshine! certainly not tetra)

not many notes. yall can see whats there. (also she still wears her hair in a bun, its just in a low bun (you can almost see it) when she wears her hat)

st zelda!

first note is: shes not a princess! shes an heiress of the company tetra had made and left behind. hence her title of Lady zelda. ("new hyrule" rly just like-- the ending of ww was *literally* that hyrule is dead and thats okay. how did they miss that :sob emoji:) also calling her Lady Zelda fits with the train vibes

shes in a 1880s style bustle dress because 1) i am OBSESSED with bustle dresses. i love them. so much. 2) the more historical vibe works really well with trains! also a lot of the other outfits in the game have late victorian vibes, so shes certainly not out of place.

her hat (and gloves): any proper lady has a hat on when going about town, however, when she gets body snatched, she pulled out her hatpin to use (ineffectively) as a weapon (she IS tetras great-great-granddaughter), causing her to lose her hat *and* hairdo.

shes still got the hatpin in her ghost form, too. she uses it to threaten people for funsies

Ribbons! on the topic of hairdo, her ribbons! visually tying her to tetras design, the ribbons here instead take on the image of train tracks, with her pin (on the left side) evoking a train engine. the pin also makes her look rich and girly. when her hair comes undone, this makes the ribbons all loose, like how the train tracks disappear in game. (the hat also kinda connects her to tetra)

thanks for reading :D i hope you liked reading this as much as i liked typing it

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redeyerhaenyra · 8 months

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♡= Fluff ♤= Angst ◇= Smut ☆= Author's fave

¤= Oneshot ■= Finished series □= Ongoing series

Micolash

-No words needed; In which Micolash breaks into your room to fuck you, 1.2k, ♡◇¤

Alfred

-But I need you! ; You find Alfred about to end his life after killing Queen Annalise, and you stop him, 1.1k, ♡♤■

-Then, have me! ; Smutty sequel to "But I need you!", 1.1k, ♡◇■

Annalise

-Annalise NSFW headcanons; ◇¤

To be added...

Jake Lockley

-Jake with a curvy reader; ◇¤

-Aint no sunshine when she's gone; It's been a month since you've broken up with the moon knight system, and you start to notice someone.. watching you, ♧■☆

Steven Grant

-Sleeping Beauty; After having sex with Jake, you both fall asleep in your flat. Only, it's not Jake that wakes up, it's Steven, 1.9k, ♡◇¤

-Accidents never happen; In which you accidentally call Steven Daddy... but he's into it, 1.5k, ♡◇¤

-Steven's been bad...; Steven's been a bad boy. You punish him. And then take care of him afterwards, 2.5k, ♡◇¤

-Dom!Steven and Bimbo!reader headcanons; You're a bimbo, but you're not inexperienced. Steven Grant is an obvious sub... right? ◇¤

Marc Spector

-Truly, Madly, Deeply; Marc goes all out when you tell him you're a virgin, 847, ♡◇¤

The System

-It's not warm when she's away; A part 2 continuation to this fic, what is life like with your three kidnapper exes? ♧■

To be added...

Konïg

-Konïg discovering his size kink; ◇¤

Simon Riley

-Simon treating reader like glass; ♡◇¤

Johnny Mactavish

-Imagine being a porn couple with Soap;◇¤

Kyle Garrick

-Relationship headcanons; Some sfw and nsfw headcanons for Gaz!!! ♡◇¤

T141

-What sex toys would t141 use? ◇¤

-NSFW visuals ;◇

To be added...

OC's

-The Lady and The Princess; After being summoned to the Capitol with her Father, Cordelia wanders the halls of The Red Keep. The Princess walks past her, 551, ¤

Jacob Holland

-NSFW Headcanons; ♡◇¤

Blue Jones

-Blue with a curvy reader; ◇¤

-Blue and his favourite doll; ◇¤

-Eye of the beholder; Blue doesn't like sharing his toys. But he's not opposed to other people watching him play, 1.5k, ♡◇¤

-Pretty Boy; Blue doesn't take kindly to Basil talking down to himself- birthday present for @ominoose! ◇¤

-Fluffy Blue; ♡¤

-Author's favourite Blue headcanons; ♡◇¤

-For what it's worth; Blue shoots a guy in front of you, but he makes it up to you, ♡♤¤

-Blue Jones with a tall!reader; ♡¤

Basil Stitt

-Basil with a curvy reader; ◇¤☆

-Perv!Neighbour Basil finds your camgirl account; ◇¤

-Pretty Boy; Blue doesn't take kindly to Basil talking down to himself- birthday present for @ominoose! ◇¤

Kane

-Something's wrong with Kane; Your husband returns after 14 months MIA, but he's not entirely himself, 629, ♡◇¤♤☆

-How Kane re-falls in love with you; ♡¤

-Kiss me, Son of God!; He isn't the same, but he's yours. In which, Kane has the overwhelming alien need to breed, but it turns emotional, 474, ♡◇¤

Prince John

-Bondage in the hearts of men; After a night of drinking, you accuse John of being unfaithful, and punish him, 1.1k, ◇¤

Anselm Vogelweide

-Anselm with a Daddy Kink; Some headcanons of the consequences you face after Anselm finds out you have a Daddy Kink, ◇¤

-Oh, it isn't so bad; After weeks of not touching you, Anselm finally breaks, ◇¤

-Anselm overstimulating you, feat!breeding kink; ◇¤

-Brat-tamer Anselm; ◇¤

-This Magic Moment; Imagine being in comfiest bed with Anselm, and also having the wildest sex, ◇♡¤

#m.list #masterlist

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cardierreh15 · 11 months

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When Love Finds a way

I do not give anyone permission to copy or repost my work.

Warnings 18+: Blood , Nudity (Yes, Naked Henry) , Death .

Pairings: Henry Cavill(Drake/Dracula) x Mia/Misty(Black!plus size female)

Description: Dracula & Misty run into one another at the local coffee shop. Could it be… destiny?

Song: No Sunshine by Bill Withers , lovely (instrumental) by Billie Eilish & Khalid .

Word count: 3.6K

(Anything in italics are lyrics. Anything Bold & italics are Dracula’s thoughts)

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Aint no sunshine when she's gone. It's not warm when she's away. Ain't no sunshine when she's gone; she's always gone too long, anytime, she goes away.

The thunder roared outside, rattling the skylights and window patio doors. The sound didn’t take him out of his trance though.

Drake had a wooden brush clenched between his teeth as his left hand fingered and teased the paint, and used his right hand to push strokes across the canvas with his brush.

He pulled the brush from between his teeth and dipped it in the white to emphasize the glare in the honey brown. He then stood up from the wooden stool, hovering over his work of art.

Drake was adorned with splattered and smeared paint. He had a chiseled, godly frame. Muscular back, broad shoulders, big arms, tight abdomen and chest that donned thick curly hairs. He himself looked like a masterpiece.

So detailed down to the tiny patterns in her beautiful hazel irises; were the eyes of his beloved, Mia.

The lightning from outside brightened up the room around them, revealing over more than a dozen portraits of Mia. Most of them consisted of her in the color yellow or pink.

Others were just her body parts. Her lips, her naked waist and hips, her naked back with her shoulders and untamed curls cascading down her back. His personal favorite, her fingers interlocking with his; differentiating the sizes of their palms.

‘My dear Mia. Oh you’d be disappointed with how I use my time.’ He chuckled aloud as he wiped his cheek with the back of his wrist, smearing paint against his cheekbone.

And then he found himself staring into the large lively eyes he’d created. Getting lost in them as if she were still physically here.

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Only darkness everyday, ain’t no sunshine when she’s gone. This house just ain’t no home, anytime she goes away.

He walked as his nose flared; chin trembling as he held his deceased love in his arms tightly. Her blood stained his white blouse. What use to run and pump warmth and life into her, ran cold and endless. His hands, forearms and his cheeks were covered in it.

The scent of her used to bring him a joy like no other, and now, seeing her defiled like this. Knowing the reason why her precious soul was taken, it sickened him.

He walked until he stopped at the entrance of a village. Hesitantly, he looked down at her before looking back ahead of him. ‘Help! Someone help! Someone help please!’ He screamed, and begged. His eyes searched for anyone that could help; some folk came peeking out of their doors, but only a few had the guts to rush over towards the mysterious man. Drake dropped weakly to his knees, but he never let go of his love.

‘What’s happened?!’ One of the onlookers came running over, seemingly looking to help at first.

‘S-she’s been stabbed…’ Drake stuttered, still not able to make sense of what’s happening, he looked up at the stranger before him. He was a short, bald, heavy set older man; he had to be the leader around here.

He was startled by Drake’s bright red eyes and took a step back. “Devil!” The man cried frighteningly, his eyes wide as saucers, a sharp pain shot through the man's heart. He clutched his chest. Others started to murmur, the men in the town pushed their children and wives back into the house as they found pointed objects.

Drake sighed heavily, jaws clinched in agitation; he inhaled deeply trying his best to calm his rage. ‘Listen, I mean no harm, ok? My wife— they killed my wife. Burned down my home. Killed my stock and cattle. I just need… I need some help… just to clean my wife and get her buried…’

“Begawn demon!” One man shouted with a large pickaxe in his hands, another man stepped forward, a cold stare in his eyes.

“We’re good Christian you heathen, if that woman was with you, we’ll then she’s better off dead. Maybe God will forgive her.” The man shook his head, his fingers wrapped around his weapon tightly, these people were surely blinded by their belief in God to think they could take on someone of Drake’s nature. He couldn’t believe the words that just came from this imbecile’s crusty lips.

“Are you ‘too good Christian’ to help your own?! How dare you, hypocrites.” He hissed, bright crimson blood pooled at his eyes, and only a single tear fell down his pale skin. ‘She believed in your God!’ He exclaimed with so much venom behind the word, ‘The same God whose brought you nothing but pain, death, illness and sorrow! Yet, she still believed in him! Just like the rest of you! Was she not good?!’

The crowd grew quiet. Only the sounds of the night could be heard around he and the crowd that surrounded him defensively. Bullfrogs croaked, Crickets chirped and beetles flapped their heavy wings.

As soon as Drake felt he was about to lose hope and his cool, someone spoke up in the crowd, ‘And what do we get if we aid you?!’

He searched the crowd as a woman walked forward. She had black thick and curly hair, her skin was brown and rich like the Earth’s soil. She wore trousers and a slightly stretched out blouse. It appeared to be somewhat of an off duty knight. Her clothes weren’t as damaged and raggedy as everyone else’s.

‘I-‘ he pressed his lips together. ‘Whatever it is that you want. I have no use of any more of my riches… I don’t plan on living on without her.’ Drake looked down at Mia once more. He wasn’t sure how many more tears he could shed. But he wasn’t ready to stop either.

‘Hmph… you’d save me the time then… c’mon now then.’ The pretty woman turned on the toes of her boots and walked back through the crowd; shoving people out of the way. Get out my way! What you lookin’ at?!

Drake felt his slow beating heart stiffen almost in his chest. He was relieved that someone was willing to help. So he stood up to his feet, adjusting Mia in his arms.

***

Drake placed Mia’s lifeless body on the cot. He knew this was probably the last time he’d see her. So he stared at her for as long as he possibly could. He had to take in every feature, knowing that it would be his last

The woman folded her arms across her chest, her head falling to the side.

‘What happened?’

He sat there for a moment before blinking away and looking over at the woman behind him. He felt his chest twist, tears filled his eyes once again before he just let out a shuddered sigh. ‘The Church… found out my hide away. Th-they said she’d been followed. She’d come to see me in the morning. We’d spend the day together,’ he scoffed and swallowed his sticky saliva before continuing. ‘She was the only reason I ever became a morning person… I’d risk burning myself countless times just to be with her and th—‘ his voice was strained; drowned in own tears and despair.

And when Drake had enough strength to speak, darkness reflected in his words as if they looked into a mirror, ‘They took her. from. me!’

The woman watched in silence, studying the picture before her. ‘How long have you and her been—together?’ She asked.

‘A little over a year and a half… she was the reason why I never went back into hunting and killing,’ he looked back at her. His eyes were so sad and lifeless. It almost seem unreal, like sad painting. ‘Because of her, I cherished human life. I saw the potential in your lives. So I went without drinking human blood for that duration.’

Her eyebrows tugged into one, ‘If you weren’t drinking humans then what—‘

‘Animals… particularly moose. Boar. Sometimes bear— anything I could get my hands on really.’

‘M-my God…’ The woman was in disbelief! Could he have been that in love to completely risk his livelihood?

Everyone deserved to love, and perhaps if you are capable of loving, you’re capable of changing. She thought to herself.

‘And so they call…’ he scoffed, his head falling forward; shaking side to side.

‘I don’t think you’re the vampire they are after!’ Drake didn’t say anything, he didn’t much care. Instead, he just grabbed Mia’s hand and placed his cold lips against her cold flesh. He’d just hoped for a small sign of life from her. But he was disappointed once more when reality set in by the second.

The sound of her heeled boots quickly clicked across the wooden floor. ‘Look. I ain’t too keen with working with your kind,’ she said with a slight bitterness, ‘But if I were in your position… I’d do whatever it is that I needed to be done so that my partner gets the justice they deserve…’

Dracula looked up at her with wet eyes. He knew what her suggestion was.

‘That’s just me though…’ she threw up her hands In defense.

He stood to his feet slowly, his thick brows tugging into one,‘Are you suggesting—‘

‘THAT’S… just me now…’ she took a step closer to him, low enough for him to hear, ‘Do what you must. Besides, these folk could use some protectin’ roun’ here,’ She looked over at his wife for a second, ‘She shall be in tip top shape upon your return. And when you get back… we can perhaps discuss a partnership.’ She then stepped back and jerked her head towards the door. ‘Gone head nah. Before I change my mind!’

Dracula gave the woman a gentle nod before turning back to his love, ‘She’ll— she’ll take care of you— my love.’ He then placed his bloodied hand on top of hers.

His chin trembled as he stared at his wife’s corpse. Even in death, she was breathtaking.

‘I’m sorry… I’m so sorry Mia. I’m sorry I couldn’t protect you. I’m sorry I couldn’t give you what you wanted.’ He sniffed, wiping his tears before letting out a shaky sigh, ‘I love you… And I’m gonna make this right.’

Dracula pushed her hair behind her ear. ‘Until we meet again my love…’

He looked back over at the woman, darkness clouding his eyes, ‘How far is the Church’s village?’

‘On horseback? About a day’s ride… the sun could be quite dangerous for someone like you.’

Drake pressed his lips together, knowing what he’d have to do to get there faster. ‘Indeed… I must leave,’ he walked towards the wooden door.

‘I never caught your name. I-I want to thank you.’

The woman placed her hands on her widened hips and a smirk curled on her lips, ‘No need to thank me,’ she said raising her hand in protest, ‘Make it back alive and I’ll tell you everything.’

***

A loud thunder clap shook him out of his own head. A smirk curled on his lips slowly, ‘I know… I’m goin’, I’m goin’… I just wanted to take the time to admire you for a bit longer…’

A soft low thunder rumbled, causing his apartment to shake a little.

‘I miss you too…’ he sighed softly.

Shortly after, he gathered his brushes and carried them to the sink and washed them carefully. Afterwards, he set them on a towel to dry.

Before leaving his “showcase” room, he took one more good look at her, ‘Good Night Mia. I love you.’ And he shut the door behind him.

***

Drake stood beneath the hot shower; allowing the water to beat down on his head and the rest of his messy body. He loved these kinds of nights. Since his body didn’t generate it’s own sweat or neither did he get funky, he’d somehow subconsciously yet— perhaps on purpose, smear himself up in paint so he could shower. It was the only thing that reminded him of her. The warmth of her pretty brown skin and how she’d hold him close.

Otherwise, he truly had no other excuse to be in the shower.

Lifting his head up, he ran his fingers through his hair; pushing it back out of his face. He then reached over for his washcloth, and liquid soap. Once he lathered it up, he rubbed those smooth suds into his skin and scrubbed off whatever paint that was left on his body.

Afterwards, he sat in the shower until the water ran cold. He got out and got dressed in something modest and simple. It was still raining outside, and he would’ve hated for his suits to have gotten wet.

He’d dressed in a cotton light gray long sleeved shirt. It had 3 buttons at the chest. He left only one open. Then, he pulled on some briefs and some dark denim jeans and some brown boots.

Drake dried his thick black hair with a towel and then blow dried it. His locks fell wavy and soft against his head.

Once he was done getting dressed, he grabbed his sketchbook, his wallet and keys. Then, he left.

This was the only time Dracula really enjoyed the outdoors in the daytime. The sky had to be dark with clouds and/or pouring down raining. He could smell and feel how refreshed Mother Earth felt when it did. As if the rain was cleansing everything around him.

He also found it funny when unprepared humans would just cover their heads with newspapers or their hands trying to get to cover. Such clumsy creatures.

Closing down his umbrella, he walked inside of a coffee shop. The smell of freshly brewed coffee made love to his senses and caused a slight drool to pool in his mouth.

Coffee was Dracula’s guilty pleasure. Human food was disgusting. Anything processed, would taste as if he were biting into the metal or plastic that kept them fresh. Or, he’d taste the hormones and the particles. If he had to eat human food just to blend in, he’d simply throw it up later. But coffee, he liked his Americano. No sugar. No cream. Just— beans and hot water.

The baristas shouted, desynchronized “Heeey!” “Drake!” “Yooo!”

They were all very happy to see him. After all, it had been quite some time since he’d been down here.

A toothy grin curled on his lips as he placed his wet umbrella up against his booth and placed his book down on the table. ‘Shannon, Luis, Jang. How are all of you?’ Then he walked up to the counter.

‘We’re holding up… we’ve missed ya down here. We were starting to think you moved away or sumn!’ Jang said with a slight smirk.

‘Yeah! Shannon was starting to get sad!’ Laughed Luis.

‘Hey!’ Shannon laughed and smacked Luis on the arm, ‘You’re gonna get enough of telling my business! How are you, D?’

Dracula had been coming to the local coffee shop for about 10 years now. Way before his friend’s arrival. The owners, Lee and Jennifer, had always been kind to him and welcoming. Introducing him to their own families and friends. Having him over for dinner some nights.

Until one night they’d suffered greatly when half of the shop burned down. Drake had heard about this terrible incident and had written them an anonymous check for $40K for repairs. Til this day, the couple hadn’t had a single clue who’d gifted them with something so life changing. And it were to stay that way.

‘I thought I asked you to call me Drake?’ He smirked, pulling out his wallet.

‘I know. But I think D fits you best,’ the woman giggled, ‘The Usual today?’

‘Mmhmm,’ he nodded before placing the $20 bill in her hand. ‘Could you bring it to my booth?’

‘Sure. Anything for my—‘ Shannon paused for a second, getting lost in those bright crimson eyes. Sure she had a crush before, but it had only gotten extreme. ‘Main. Man.’ And a slow smile curled on her lips.

Dracula returned the smile and nodded once, ‘Thank you, Shan.’ And he turned away to walk to his booth.

As soon as he sat down, he opened up his book full of sketches. Some pages were of flowers, mountains and rivers, oceans and the sky. But others were of people he’d come across in his life. But mostly, Mia.

Strangely enough though, he didn’t feel like drawing her today. Technically.

He’d quickly got started on a face. Allowing just his hand and mind to come together; not really thinking.

‘One Americano.’ Shannon said softly with a smile, placing the large mug down on the porcelain dessert plate. ‘Thank you, Shannon. It smells delightful.’ He smiled looking up at her.

‘Anytime.’ She sighed softly before pulling her eyes away to look at his sketch. ‘What ya workin’ on?’

Dracula looked back down at the large sheet of paper. In just a minute’s time he’d already drawn and detailed an eye and a nose. ‘Nothing special just— sketching.’

‘Nice! You’re really talented!’ Shannon jumped when the bell chimed over the door.

He instantly went stiff at her scent. ‘Misty! Hi, welcome back!’ Shannon greeted her with a smile, ‘I have to get back to work. Have fun.’ She said, placing her dainty hand on his shoulder and gave it a gentle squeeze.

Drake inhaled deeply, as her heart beat seem to thud louder and louder in his ears. The smell of flowers just kept tickling at his nose. It was intoxicating! He was drawing but he couldn’t focus! All that he could see embedded in his brain was her gorgeous smile, her big, thick curly hair, her hazel eyes.

This is probably the closest he’s ever been to drowning. All until,

‘Drake?’

‘Huh?’ He lifted his head quickly.

She was standing there with a sweet yet, puzzled look on her face. Oh she was to die for.

‘I didn’t know you came to this coffee shop!’

‘Misty! Hi! Oh, yeah—‘ he chuckled as his eyes roamed over her body once. The perfect frame. Voluptuous breasts, a tummy, wide hips and thick thighs. ‘I-I know the owners. Been coming here for a few years now.’

‘That’s cool! Hey, do you mind if I join you? I just have a few more minutes to kill before I have to head back to work.’

Of course I mind. You’re only the love of my life’s doppelgänger! I don’t even know what to say or do right now.

‘No, please!’ Lying bastard.

Misty sat down in front of him with a gentle smile on her lips. She watched him take a sip of his coffee first before he went back to sketching upon the white sheet. ‘You draw too? What are you working on?’ She asked before sipping out of her straw.

Drake swallowed his spit as he scribbled, ‘Just some random… portrait.’

‘Hmm! It’s pretty. You take commissions?’

‘Commissions?’ He asked a bit confused, ‘Like pay? No. I do this for fun.’

Misty smirked, adjusting herself in her seat before folding her arms on top of the wooden table, ‘So, if I asked you to do one for me… you’d do it?’

Dracula looked up at her, sizing her face before his eyes dropped to her neck, then her chest. Then, he looked back up into her eyes, ‘If you’d ask me…’

She just stared at him and he just stared at her. Misty finally looked away with a giggle, ‘I-I couldn’t ask that of you. Supplies are getting more and more expensive by the day and art takes time and patience. I couldn’t do that. I’d have to pay you—‘

‘I wouldn’t have it…’ he interrupted. ‘I have enough…’ he paused for a second, ‘I don’t mind.’

She raised a brow, sitting back into her seat. ‘You are stubborn… well at least let me take you out? What are you doing tomorrow afternoon?’ She asked with a smile.

He chuckled as he continued to sketch, ‘You’re asking a complete stranger out on a date? I could be a murderer.’

‘Yeah, you could be. But how would I know if I don’t try?’

You’re just like her… in so many ways.

Drake shook his head as his smirk remained on his face, ‘I work… I’m free after 7pm.’

‘Hmm.. alright. Well, do you have a phone? So I can plug my number in?’

A phone. Dracula was never the type to keep friends so he never thought getting a phone was a logical investment for him. ‘I don’t.’

‘No phone? In the 21st century? Well, I’d say you like to live your life on the edge! What if you were to ever be in danger?!’ She sounded concerned.

Danger? Ha, oh darling, I am the danger.

Drake chuckled and shrugged, ‘Then if it’s my time to go.. it’s my time to go. We didn’t—‘ he bit his tongue and stopped once again. He was getting way too comfortable. ‘I don’t need one.’

Misty took a sip of her ice coffee and shook her head, ‘Well, Mr. “I’m too righteous” for a phone. You should invest in one.’

‘Why?’

‘Cause how would I call you?’

Damn… she’s smooth.

Drake pressed his lips together. He swallowed his spit, feeling as if there was a UV light burning in the pit of his stomach. She had no idea of the chokehold she had on him at this moment. ‘I’ll think about it.’ He said before going back to his sketch.

‘Alright. Well, just,’ she stood up from her seat and picked up her drink, ‘Meet me back here tomorrow evening. 7:45pm.’

He looked up at her as a slow smile curled on his lips, ‘Sure.’

‘I gotta head back now. See you then.’ She said before walking towards the door.

‘Yeah,’ he said before she walked out of the door. ‘See ya.’

Turning back to his sketch before his, he hadn’t even realized he had already worked on her full lips.

‘Dammit.’ He’d cursed.

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burkibrk · 3 months

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-ne oldu, ne düşünüyorsun?

-bi şey düşünmüyom

-nasıl lan illa bi şey düşünüyosundur

-ya ilkan birisine ne düşünüyosun diye sormak çok saçma yaa.. ayrıca nezaketsiz de bir şey abi. kusura bakma ama bence öyle yani

-alla alla niye abi?

-abi birincisi bu çok kişisel bir şey, ikincisi bunu anlatması çok zor, üçüncüsü hiç bir zaman insanın kafasında böyle yekpare kristal top gibi parlayan tek bir düşünce olmuyo. yani sen şimdi sorup da bok edene kadar benim aklımın bir köşesinde aint no sunshine when shes gone şarkısı çalıyodu birazcık bu akşam ne yiyeceğiz acaba sandwich mi yiyeceğiz, makarna mı yapsak? sulu yemek yemiyoruz yememiz lazım düşünceleri.. onun haricinde benim eski ev sahibimi biliyosun.. o ev sahibiyle kafamda hayali bir tartışma yaşıyodum yani hatta kazanmak da üzereydim o tartışmayı. o yüzden ne düşünüyosun diye sorduğun zaman bu çok saçma oluyor ve içinden çıkılamaz bir hal alıyor. bildiğin vakit kaybı oluyor. bilmiyorum ki ne düşünüyorum. ne düşünüyosun diye düşünüyorum ne düşündüğümü düşünüyor oluyorum o sırada işin içinden çıkamıyoruz sonra

#Gibi #Feyyaz yiğit #Aziz kedi #Dizi

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mynameismckenziemae · 5 months

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Ain’t No Sunshine When She’s Gone-Chapter IX

We Robert ‘Bob’ Floyd x Female Reader (no use of y/n)

Reunited and it feels so good

(previous chapter here, next chapter here)

Warnings: smut, oral (m and f receiving), unsafe driving practices, p in v, fluff

Unfortunately, you can’t leave work early, so you’re pulling in the parking lot right as he’s walking out.

You barely get your car parked before you’re jumping out and Bob’s pulling you in his arms.

A choked sob escapes as he squeezes you against his chest. “God I missed you.” He says into your hair.

You pull back, rubbing your thumb under the cut on his cheek. “I missed you too”.

You hear familiar footsteps behind you and Bob releases you for Bradley to hug you next. You gush over Nat’s ring and pat Jake on the back. Penny calls out that anyone is welcome at their house for a few drinks. You’re desperate to get Bob alone, but you can wait until after.

Everyone starts to file out of the lot as you pick up Bob's duffle to put in your trunk. “Hey, hey, hey. I’ve got that.” He tsks, taking it from you. “Will you open the trunk?”

You nod and hit the button on your key fob. You fail to stile a yawn as he walks back around. “Want me to drive? You worked all day and I got a nap earlier.” He asks, holding his hand out for your keys.

“Yeah, that’d be great. I hate driving” you reply, placing them in his palm, and pull him in for a kiss. You deepen it, licking into his mouth as he groans. His hands cup your ass and pull you into him, rubbing his erection on your stomach. “I didn’t think you could get hotter, then I saw you in scrubs” he mumbles against your lips.

You pull back laughing. “Is that so? Got a little bit of a nurse kink? Do you need me to check your temperature? I take it the old-fashioned way…” you wink, pinching his butt before walking around to the passenger side.

You rest your hand on his inner thigh as shifts into drive. As soon as he’s out of the parking lot, your hand moves up to palm him. You lean over the console to kiss his jaw to his ear.

You unbutton his pants and pull him out. “I thought…aren’t you tired?” He stutters out, sighing as you stroke him.

“I just wanted you to drive,” you whisper against his ear, “so I could do this…” You duck your head and swallow him down.

“Ohhh. Sunny, fuck.” he groans lowly, steering with his left hand while his right grips your ponytail, pushing you a little farther down before pulling you up to repeat the motion.

“God, your mouth. Those pretty pouty lips you love to bite, that wicked tongue,” you flick your tongue against his frenulum causing him to inhale sharply. “That tongue is gonna get you in trouble someday”. You moan around him.

“I’m getting close” he pants out as you feel the car slow down for a yellow light. His body tenses suddenly and releases his tight grip on your ponytail. “Shit. Sunny, wait. There’s a cop behind us. Don’t move.”

Knowing they can’t see anything, you take him deeper into your mouth and he curses, but doesn’t stop you.

Your hand reaches to play with his balls as you bob up and then down again, a little deeper each time. You swallow around him while gently tugging on his sack and he cums with a drawn out groan.

You swallow it with a moan and he shivers, on the brink of overstimulation. His foot lets off the brake and you keep your head down, tucking him into his pants.

“Okay, you’re good,” he tells you as he turns right and the cop car continues straight.

“Holy shit…that was insane” he laughs after a beat. You release the breath you didn’t realize you were holding and laugh too.

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Bob calls Annie from the driveway while you run up to your apartment to grab Steve and change out of your scrubs.

He’s hangs up as you let Steve go at the bottom of the steps. Bob crouches down to greet him. “Steven! Hey buddy, I missed you. Were you good for mama—Miss Sunny?” You act like you didn’t hear that Freudian slip.

“He was such a good boy. Watered all the plants by the garage, protected me from a squirrel, but hid behind me when we passed a sketchy-looking seashell on our walk yesterday”.

“That is a good boy,” he gives him a few pats as he rises, holding the door open for you.

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Your face hurts from laughing as you and Bob head up to your apartment a few hours later. Amelia had a friend over and begged to let Steve stay with them.

Jake and Nat were heading home too. You had asked Bradley if he wanted to come up but he declined as he, Javy and Mickey were gonna hit the town and then crash at his place after, which was a relief, you didn't want him to be alone tonight.

You locked the door and went up behind Bob, gently wrapping your arms around his torso. “I feel gross. I hate getting into bed after the ER without a shower first. Do you want to join me?”

“Yeah, a shower sounds good.”

You lead him to the bathroom and undress him slowly, pressing your lips to each bump and bruise you uncover. Thankfully it’s not as bad as you’d imagined. You turn the water on and undress yourself before getting in. You wash his hair and help him rinse it out to avoid soaking the sutures. He does yours next, and you melt as his fingers massage your scalp. You take turns washing each other too. It’s not sexual but is intimate.

“To bed?” You ask as you finish toweling off. He nods but you can tell he’s apprehensive.

“There’s no pressure. We don’t have to do anything, okay?” You tell him, ghosting your lips over his.

“I want to. So much.”

You smile and take him by the hand.

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You climb into bed and he crawls over you, leaning down for a kiss. You run your fingers gently over his chest, avoiding the bruises. You lightly pinch his nipples and are rewarded with a shudder and drips of precum on your stomach.

He trails down your neck with wet, open mouth kisses. He sucks a nipple into his mouth before softly biting, while his fingers pinch the other. You whimper and run your fingers into his hair. He teases you into a frenzy until you’re begging him for relief. “Just returning the favor, since you like teasing me so much” he murmurs against your tummy as he finally obliges and continues his journey south.

He licks a thick stripe from your entrance to your clit without warning, causing your back to arch and fingers to tighten in his hair. He eats you out like a man starved, using his chin, lips, tongue, and nose. You watch him devour you; eyes closed, ass clenching as he ruts into the mattress. “Sososoclose” you whimper.

He moans as he grabs your ass to pull your hips closer, the vibration enough to push you over the edge. You cry out, fingers tugging at his hair as the pleasure rolls over you. He laps at you gently as you come down. “I could stay here forever” he mumbles against your thigh, placing a final gentle kiss to your clit. He chuckles as you jolt and then kisses his earlier path up your body.

You pick your head up to meet him for a kiss as he settles his hips between your legs.

“Waitwaitwait, do you have any condoms? I’m sorry, I didn’t think to pack any.” He asks, voice strained.

“I think I do. But I’m on the pill, and I’m clean…I got tested after I found Derek cheating. I haven’t been with anyone since. So we don’t need one unless you want one, which is okay too.”

He shakes his head “No, it’s okay. I trust you.”

Your hand snakes between you two and he hisses when you grip his erection and drag his head through your arousal for lubrication, catching him on your entrance. “Ready?”

He nods. “I’m ready”.

He leans down to kiss you again, arms sliding under you. He flexes his hips and slowly begins to push into you.

You gasp against his lips. “Ohh God, you’re big”.

He shudders and tucks his head into your neck as he pulls out to push in again, deeper this time. “Christ Sunny, you feel amazing,” he pants, pulling back once more before burying himself fully.

He waits, trembling but giving you a second to his size before moving again. He groans out praises as he thrusts into you in a slow rhythm, his tip kissing your g-spot each time. “So tight and perfect. Fuckkkk you take it so well.”

You mewl, hands running down his back to grab his ass, pulling him against you so his pubic bone rubs your clit. “I can’t-I’m gonna…cum“ he grits out, trying to hold on, but you’re already there.

You cry out as your back arches. Your pussy tightens around him like a vice and he cums inside you with a low groan.

He rolls off you, pulling you with him to lay on his chest. His heart is racing under your ear. Yours is too.

“That was…” you trail off, unable to find the words.

“Yeah. That was.” he chuckles breathlessly.

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He holds you as you trace the ridges of his abs You break the comfortable silence after a few minutes. “Bob?”

“Yeah, Sun?”

“Do you remember what you said yesterday? Before you hung up? You ask.

“Yeah, I—“ he starts but you interrupt him.

“Because…I do too. I know you probably said it out of habit and I know it’s too soon, but I’ve never felt like this before,” you pick up your head to look at him, “You let me be myself, you encourage it actually. You’re so kind, loving, selfless, observant…I just—I don’t know. I can’t imagine my life without you. I love you.”

He stares at you with an unreadable expression. Oh fuck, said too much too soon.

“I’m sorry, that was…a lot. It’s okay if you don’t feel—“

He stops you with a kiss and pulls you on top of him. “No…I feel it too. I realized I was in love with you when I deployed. It felt like I left part of myself behind. I was planning on keeping it to myself for a while until I was sure you felt the same, but my subconscious had other ideas,” he chuckles.

“I love the way you brighten every room you enter, how you listen so intently when people talk to you—you make them feel like what they’re saying is important, which is really nice when someone is quiet or shy like me. I love that you’re there for Bradley, and Jake, and Natasha, and I just love you” he finishes, a blush staining his cheeks.

Tears (once again) are steaming from your eyes as you lean in to kiss him.

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Bob was insatiable.

You’d always thought that ‘making love’ was just another term for having sex.

The way he said so much without saying a word while he touched, teased, and fucked you showed you just how wrong you were.

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Alrightttttt. I’m wrapping this one up and will be starting Bradley’s story next. I will likely come back to write more smut for Sunny and Bob too.

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blueeyesfilledwithpassion · 9 months

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Ain't No Sunshine - Bill Withers

It’s not warm when she’s away. Ain’t no sunshine when she’s gone And she’s always gone too long Anytime she goes away.

Wonder this time where she’s gone Wonder if she’s gone to stay Ain’t no sunshine when she’s gone And this house just ain’t no home Anytime she goes away.

BRIDGE:

And I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, hey, I ought to leave the young thing along But ain’t no sunshine when she’s gone

Ain’t no sunshine when she’s gone Only darkness every day. Ain’t no sunshine when she’s gone And this house just ain’t no home Anytime she goes away. Anytime she goes away. Anytime she goes away. Anytime she goes away.

Words & Music by Bill Withers

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otopsicireisso7 · 21 days

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- ne oldu, ne düşünüyorsun?

- bi şey düşünmüyorum.

- nasıl lan, illa bi şey düşünüyosundur.

- ya ilkkan, birisine ne düşünüyosun diye sormak çok saçma yaa. ayrıca nezaketsiz de bir şey abi. kusura bakma ama bence öyle yani.

- allah allah, niye abi?

- abi birincisi, bu çok kişisel bir şey. ikincisi, bunu anlatması çok zor. üçüncüsü, hiçbir zaman insanın kafasında böyle yekpare, kristal top gibi parlayan tek bir düşünce olmuyor. yani sen şimdi sorup da bok edene kadar benim aklımın bir köşesinde aint no sunshine when she's gone şarkısı çalıyodu birazcık. bu akşam ne yiyeceğiz, acaba sandviç mi yiyeceğiz makarna mı yapsak; sulu yemek yemiyoruz, yememiz lazım düşünceleri... onun haricinde benim eski ev sahibimi biliyosun, o ev sahibiyle kafamda hayali bir tartışma yaşıyodum, yani hatta kazanmak da üzereydim o tartışmayı. o yüzden ne düşünüyosun diye sorduğun zaman bu çok saçma oluyor ve içinden çıkılamaz bir hal alıyor. bildiğin vakit kaybı oluyor. bilmiyorum ki ne düşünüyorum. ne düşünüyosun diye düşünüyorum, ne düşündüğümü düşünüyor oluyorum o sırada işin içinden çıkamıyoruz sonra.

#gibi😅

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your moots as skz members!

This was so difficult Istg but so FUN!!! I quoted a few people, so if you want me to remove the quotes please let me know!!! I made sure it's nothing personal you told me and only shows off your vibe. Thank you for the game, anon!!

Chan - @j-0ne25 - my parent LISTEN. Tan is a Stayblr NATIVE. When we first became moots I got so excited, because "omg a stayblr giant is my MOOT now". Tan isn't a moot I have chatted with all that much, but the few times we have I got clear chris vibes. They clearly care a ton for other people, trying to help when they can. She has a lot of experience in writing and it shows. All in all it's just Leader vibes. I would gladly follow you through the world!

Lino - @yrhome - my bestie Okay I know this is a surprise. And from the way she texts, you would not think that elle is lino. One day we were talking about haunting people as ghosts (i don't even remember how that started) and elle did not HESITATE to say this: "I'LL HAUNT HYUNJIN FIRST JUST BECAUSE THAT MF WOULD GET SCARED SO EASY" Do you need any more proof????? This bitch is lino. Aint no way ANY other member would say this. Like leave poor hyunne alone mans is AFRAID for his life. I just know if elle realistically were to ever have hyunjin visit her, she would buy an airfryer just to scare him. She is a fucking menace.

Changbin - @strayingawayy - my husband Welcome to the SHO SHO SHO. Lol I'm so funny fr fr Nah but sho is so changbin coded. Like out of all the members, changbin is the most likely to be married to multiple people (felix and hyunjin). And sho, han and I are married. Sho is my husband. My wife. My bestie waifu bro. (lets be honest han would hate us). Nah but the messages scream changbin, as does changbin himself. If sho and I were in a room together we would be L O U D LOUD. If changbin was there, too, it would be over. Chan would hate us. He really would. IDK how else to explain it other than loud. And I don't mean vocally. I mean that too, probs. But just the vibe.

Hyunjin - @boydepartment - my sister Jay is 100% Hyunjin. She not only has his energy level, but also his drama. If Hyunne and JJ ever met, I fear for the world (and whoever is in the same room when they do) because they would probably just spill coffee everywhere. Hyunjin would GAG at what she does with her frozen fruits, but he'd then try it in silence the next day - realizing it's lowkey intelligent. But it's not only the drama, but the sensitivity. My sister is someone who can read the room well, and even if she doesn't particularly like someone, she still shows empathy for them. Also ARTISTS! Jinnie would be OBSESSED with Jays artstyle, honestly.

Han - @stealanity - my me I hope you feel honored that you get MY han spot smh Jokes aside. Matty is so Han. Like okay, I don't even know how to explain it, so I'll just show you guys some quotes. "AJFISJEJE IM SORRY" "YES DONT WORRY i screamed a lot" "HEY OMG???" Like look at these. These are so real. Like same honestly. Actually the more I re-read our dms I'm convinced that Han would be afraid of us lowkey LMAOOOOOO Nah but seriously. Matty can be just as energetic as han. Screaming at me in caps, getting just as excited about things. But she has a way of turning it "professh"? fast. Without matty i wouldn't have gone to music bank. Like ????? I owe her my life basically???

Felix - @gimmeurtmi - my sunshine The second I found out she were a spidey stan, the excitement she showed was IMMENSE. I could feel it through the screen! she is such a lovely person. Lilly is incredibly kind. Whenever we text I feel so warm and comfortable. I just KNOW she has a sunshine smile like felix does. All I want from Lilly is a hug. Like gimme. I know it would be the best of all hugs. Lilly knows the memes. Lilly makes the memes. Lilly would totally have recorded that tiktok. You know the one. The one where felix put his whole felussy into it. Like I know she would have recorded it. She probably would have held the camera for felix. I just see it.

Seungmin - @lino-jagiyaa - my comfort Rin may not believe this themselves, but she has a calmness that I haven't seen anywhere. When we first messaged she matched the vibe immediately, without it feeling forced. They were understanding, relatable but still real and themselves. The way she messages is truly gen-z, but not too much? It's like the way we all know that Seungmin knows how to use his phone like a pro, but he will act all adult about it, like he just LEARNED it and didn't have it all his life. Like bro. But anyways. If Seungmin and Rin were to sit in a room together, it would be the most polite room ever. There would be a couple of conversations, but then both would ask someone else a question and just listen to them, content.

Jeongin - @bbyquokka - my discord emote supplier Okay I know this one is unexpected. Nemu is very internet. Like the way she texts shouts "hey ive known this all my life". Now I know this could go for most of the members, BUT the vibe I get is incredibly innie. She is sweet, kind, calm, but I know she gets excited about things that she cares about. Also her emote game is almost as good as mine so I fear for my status as discord emote queen.

#~{| games |}~#~{| moots |}~#i love you all

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